Warren Burns

I don’t know where he is. Probably working with the ASHC or government since he’s the nosy type. Can’t be sure. I’m Zeal. I’ve never had an ex before.

So just casual sex?

"It hasn't been for years. But back when we used to live in the house, yeah. Kinda. We'd talk for hours, till training classes rolled around, or if there was a mission to do."

    “I agreed but also I hate to be, that guy, but I think we need to let the chips fall where the may be and start asking then better questions. I’m not saying I’m not worried but Viv is a tank and she’s got this, Luna…well I’m not sure how she survived but she can—as for that Wes-kid or whatever. I really don’t care… So how about more ‘how are we going to take down the Confederation’ and less Babysitting 101”

"How about we work in teams. You worry about taking people down, while I worry about keeping out people safe and sound."

"I wouldn't either," he pulls his shirt down and lays sideways on the free side of the bed. "Should we share stuff and bond?"

    “Luna and I spoke briefly on the phone… It was” sighing for a second “brutal. We got disconnected shortly after but I told her to head to us. Maybe ANON can find them o-or something.”

"I should get in touch with him, see what the status on Vivian and Wesley is. I'm worried."

Takes the shirt from the floor and proceeds in putting it on. "Unless you want me to stick around and hang out?"

"Mhm, much better." Lifts up, rolling his shoulders to test everything. "That was amazing. I think the cold hands actually did more good then I suspected."

"Society then."

The confession made Warren snap his eyes open. "I do, but he's still in the closet. After years of dating and living together he still couldn't come out and just admit he's gay. How about you, are you in the closet?"

"No, adventure is my thing. His is danger." Which did fit with Blake's wild escape to a jungle and nearly getting killed because of a spider bite. "That's really good, thank you," he said, sighing as he felt the hands work their magic on his stiff muscles. 

"Yeah, it's wise to stay away from players like me."

"Asking me to take my shirt off, rubbing me, talking about my penis now... Keep going like that and I'll take it the wrong way."

"Yeah, one thing I'm known for is my luck," he laughed. 

"I asked a question. I wasn't complaining." Closes his eyes and turns his head to the side, trying to relax. 

Tenses under the icy touch. "Are you ever warm?"