dated to June 20th

[seer_of_god]

[ooc: continued from here]Leoben bit at Smith's lips, tugging at them before parting them with his tongue. He knew he couldn't strangle anyone or hurt any of the humans. Not really. Even in the early days, he had left them alone, worried about what they would do. There were more humans and he didn't want to die. Not at their hands. And even now,

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[the_negativeone]

While Smith liked this hard, aggressive Leoben, his dominant nature immediately bristled and flared at the tone of command in his voice, and he turned his head back from the heat of his mouth.

"Don't you?" he sneered, lifting a hand up Leoben's chest and yanking him nearer by the front of his shirt. "Prove it to me."

[seer_of_god]

Leoben bit at Smith's neck and worked on removing the program's shirt. "Whatever you want." If they weren't going to go somewhere more private then he'd just show the other machine right here. No one else was too close by anyway.

[the_negativeone]

At this point, it was unlikely Smith maintained any interest in relocating. The prospect of a public display had never before deterred him.

He shrugged back the shoulder straps of his holster, ensuring the shirt kept free of the broad leather loops when he flicked it behind him, raising his chin to Leoben's teeth but momentarily before sweeping his mouth and neck away, sinking a warning bite into the side of the cylon's throat as he tugged down the buttons of his shirt.

[seer_of_god]

Leoben groaned, that was more of what he wanted then the conversation had been. He didn't try to bite Smith again, just brushed his fingers over the program's bare skin and waited to see what the other machine wanted him to do to prove how uninterested in humans Leoben was at the moment.