@patrickcann drew this for me for a commission and I LOVE IT!!!! might have to come back and commission him again next month. This shit is amazing. I even wrote a little thing for it!
Block rolled his eyes as Cavendish and Dakota regaled him about today's failed pistachio mission. It wasn't often Cavendish and Dakota were back in the future in 2187. Although Block would never admit out loud it was nice to have Cavendish back.
Block raised his hand to signal them to stop. At this point it was inconspirable gibberish from both agents. Lucky they both seemed to get the message and shut up.
Block stood up from his chair and he didn't fail to notice how both men seemed to stiffen at it.
"Dakota, you're free to leave. But Cavendish I need to stay behind for a moment."
Block looked at both men, while Dakota seemed reluctant to do so, he did leave after a moment when Cavendish shooed him out. Once Dakota leaves the room, Block reached for the remote on his desk and clicked it for the shutters to close.
Block walked to Cavendish, the man studying him for a moment, "Sir…?"
Block smirked for a moment, before grabbing the other man’s tie and pulling him down into a kiss. It took Cavendish a moment to start kissing back, but once he did, Block could feel a soft smile on the other man’s lips. Then they pulled away.
Blocked smirked, "Y’know you talk too much during these briefings."
"Maybe I do that to stay in the room with you for just a moment longer." Then with a sly smile Cavendish leaned back down pulling the stout man into another kiss
