RVB (locus x reader x felix x wash) one shots

Truth or dare (Wash x reader)

Here's the Wash one I promised you! This takes place before Maine got shot in the throat, so, yes he can speak.
(S/o/c)= state of choice
(F/n/n)= freelancer nickname
(H/c)= hair color
(Y/n)= your name
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It was one of the few days off for the freelancers on the Mother of Invention.  York had been looking forward to this day for awhile now, ever since he found out that Wash's crush was Agent (s/o/c).  What made it even better was that she was Agent Maine's younger sister, and Maine was pretty protective of her.

All the freelancers were gathered in a room that came close to being called a lounge.  It had couches, chairs, and a great window view of space.  It also had a pool table that the had men fawned over.  There was also a secret stash of liquor and various types of alcohols that were hidden behind a cabinet that York and Maine had smuggled in for shits and giggles.

"Okay, let's begin! I bet you're all wondering why I called you in here today.  Since it's one of our very few days off, I thought we could spend it with a little bit of good old fashioned truth or dare."  All the freelancers stared at York.  Sure it was a childish game but it wasn't like they had anything better to do.  "I'm up for it."  "Whatever." "Oh god York..."  "Okay!" "I don't see why we shouldn't."  "Sure, what the hell, why not?"

They'd already watched every movie they had about five times.  The poor pool table was worn.  North looked over to his sister and she just shrugged her shoulders.  "So, what's the catch?" York smirked at Carolina.  "For every dare you don't answer, you have to remove an item of clothing.  For every truth, you have to take a shot of this."  York held up some candy cane flavored vodka.  "Tis the season, so I also have an egg nog one too if anyone's feeling real creative today." Carolina face-palmed.

"I'll give it try, let's do this.  I'm sick of doing the same shit over and over again."  South said leaning back in the chair she had kicked Wyoming out of.  York passed out shot glasses to everyone before taking a seat on the couch next to Wash and Lina.  "Ok, I'll go first.  Wyoming, truth or dare?" Wyoming twisted his mustache.  "Hmmm, dare."  "I dare you to shave off half of your mustache."  Wyoming threw his socks at York.  (S/o/c) laughed. 

Wyoming looked at Florida, he grinned evilly.  Florida never backed down from a dare.  There was even a time he had been dared to slap the director on the ass, he received extra training for the next month.  "Alright Flowers, truth or dare?"  "Gimme a dare!"  "I dare you to cut off your ponytail."  Florida frowned, but he wanted to keep his title as 'daredevil' so he angrily stomped off to find some scissors. 

The rest looked at Wyoming in shock.  "What?"  "Low blow there, Wyoming."  Connie chuckled while taking a sip of the vodka to taste it.  Florida came back with a ponytail in his hand.  Everyone gasped.  "(F/n/n) truth or dare?"  "Ummm.... Dare?"  "You don't sound so sure of yourself over there (f/n/n)." North stated while smiling.  "Hey, the last time Maine took a dare from Florida... He ended up in the infirmary  with a cracked rib and dislocated shoulder."

Florida smiled.  "I'll go easy on you, I dare you to make out with South." 
(S/o/c)'s eyes widened.  THAT was death wish.  She looked down, of course she wasn't wearing any socks and there was no way she was taking off her pants.  (S/o/c)  growled and threw her shirt at Florida.  Wash blushed madly and some of the other guys cat called and wolf whistled.  "And this is just round one, damn."  (S/o/c) scowled at York.  She turned to Wash.

"Hey Wash, truth or dare?"  "Ummm.... Uh..... Truth...."  "Ok I know this is a basic question but, who do you like?"  York almost pissed himself, this was going better than planned.  He watched his blonde friend turn bright red before downing a shot.  Everybody looked disappointed.  (F/n/n) frowned.

"Umm, South.  Truth or dare?" "Truth."  "Is it true you hate cats?"  Everyone looked back at Wash, South just raised an eyebrow.  "Dumb question Wash." Maine grumbled.  "Uh, no, I don't hate cats."  Wash was already embarrassed enough for not answering (f/n/n)'s question and was so surprised by it that he couldn't think straight.  South turned to her (h/c) friend.

"Hey (f/n/n).  Who in this room would you fuck?"  (S/o/c) choked on her drink and Maine just patted her shirtless back.  Everyone knew South was blunt (well, so was (s/o/c)) so it wasn't a surprise that that question came up, it was just a surprise who she asked. 

Mostly because like Florida, (f/n/n) had always answered a truth and she wasn't going to stop now.  South was smirking, the two of them were actually friends, South already knew the answer.  "Wash..."  (S/o/c) muttered folding her arms and keeping her head down to hide her blush.  "Couldn't hear you."  South said grinning like a fool. "I said Wash!  I'd fuck Washington...." 

Maine scowled at Wash while everyone else congratulated blonde on finally being able to get a woman's attention.  Since it didn't look like (s/o/c) was planning on asking anyone because she was to busy swirling her drink, York looked at Wash. "Hey Wash. Truth or dare?"  Wash looked at him and blinked.  "Dare?"  "I dare you to give your crush a hickey." "Do, um, I have to do this in front of you guys?"  "I don't care where, as long as it gets done."

Surprising everybody in the room, the rather sweet and shy freelancer strode over to (s/o/c), picked up her bridal style and walked out of the room.  "So, that's why you didn't answer my question huh?"  The (h/c) wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled.  "Yep."  Was all he said before placing her on his bed.  The door automatically shut and locked behind them.  "But I plan on giving you much more than just a hickey."  Wash whispered in her ear before joining her on the bed.

(Back to the room with the other freelancers)

The rest of them waited for the two to come back when a loud moan rippled through the room.  "Guess they're not coming back to finish the game." North said chuckling.  Wyoming and Florida immediately had to restrain Maine.  Even if Wash was his friend, that was still his little sister.  York, South, and North looked at one another and smiled.  York had a plan.

(Back to Wash's room)

Both were completely undressed and Wash's lips were attached to the sweet spot on (y/n)'s neck when they heard cheering outside the door.   "Get some Wash!"  "Go get em' girl!"  "Be safe will ya?"  Wash groaned into the crook of (y/n)'s neck, he turned and shouted.  "Go the fuck away we're busy in here!"  Wash could hear them laughing as they walked away.  He looked back at (y/n) who was smiling.  "Now, where were we?"

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York is the best and worst wingman ever, and Wash is probably going to have to have a talk with Maine..... Anyway, thanks for all the likes and reads guys!!