A farewell to the city
Starring: ‘62 Plymouth Valiant
(2/2) “let’s gu inside an’ ge’ started shall we?” he purred and gave him a hard, filthy kiss.
Sliding his free hand into Elliot’s hair, he hummed into the kiss and grinned at the reaction. Occupied by the second kiss, he tugged them back a few steps so he could shoot out a foot and shut the door, making the knife disappear for long enough to hit the code to reset the security system before pressing the Scot against the door. He pulled out of the kiss with a sinuous roll of his hips and smirked, “Gon’ have to wait a couple minutes, Darlin’. Gotta finish gettin’ my knives ready for ya.” Nipping at Elliot’s bottom lip, he finally pulled fully away from the Scot and curled his fingers around the mechanic’s wrist to tug him down the hall into the main room. The knife appeared in his other hand again, absently tumbling and he moved them over to the bench he’d been sat on, hopping up again and curling one leg around Elliot’s waist as he finished oiling that blade and wiped it off. He picked up the last knife and began to sharpen it in long slow smooth strokes.