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failureisntachoice) wrote2015-09-11 12:57 pm
failureisntachoice) wrote2015-09-11 12:57 pm
[ Cordelia approaches the door frame as Aral approaches Tex, crossing her arms casually and leaning there to watch. ]
That is what she sees fit to tell me about. It may be a skewed perspective.
I don't think I've seen the full extent of her collection.
It... is impressive. Notably impressive. The tech here is far behind what she's imported, but not lacking for creativity.
[ She's almost scared to ask, ] ...All well-used?
[The first gestures are slow, stepping to the side, the warm hand on her side, sliding down her hip to find the first clasp. Each well in sight and easily able to pull away from should she wish.
Instead, he's taking his own time, enjoying how she fills the uniform, the spill of her hair, unregulation, down her back. A juxtaposition of a warrior's body and a civilian's leisure. Cordelia was different, softer around the edges, but sharper in the eyes, like she was seeing into you.
Allison was no less striking in her own ways, though.
With a deft twist, he pulls the first clasp loose, fingers sliding between the folds of fabric to find the next.]
Instead, he's taking his own time, enjoying how she fills the uniform, the spill of her hair, unregulation, down her back. A juxtaposition of a warrior's body and a civilian's leisure. Cordelia was different, softer around the edges, but sharper in the eyes, like she was seeing into you.
Allison was no less striking in her own ways, though.
With a deft twist, he pulls the first clasp loose, fingers sliding between the folds of fabric to find the next.]
Not... all.
It's not as though these things can be returned if one finds them not entirely to taste.
It's not as though these things can be returned if one finds them not entirely to taste.
[ The deliberate nature of his movements has her attention. He won't find her moving away, instead keeping her hair out of the way of the clasps so he doesn't have to fight with that too.
It isn't the first time she's reflected on the amount of care she's seen since falling in with the pair and it's something she's been missing. Since when has anyone taken care of her instead? It's... nice.
She doesn't notice Cordelia until Aral is well-into working on the next clasps and flashes the woman a small smile from over the man. ]
It isn't the first time she's reflected on the amount of care she's seen since falling in with the pair and it's something she's been missing. Since when has anyone taken care of her instead? It's... nice.
She doesn't notice Cordelia until Aral is well-into working on the next clasps and flashes the woman a small smile from over the man. ]
Too true. At least you have more uses for them now.
[ She grins back, raising a finger to her lips. She's content to watch the two of them for now, to let Aral become comfortable with this. ]
... True.
It does leave open the question of what you might enjoy.
It does leave open the question of what you might enjoy.
I'm still figuring that out. Cordelia's been a help in that.
[ And she's looking him over with the unspoken thought of whether he'd be helpful with that too. ]
[ And she's looking him over with the unspoken thought of whether he'd be helpful with that too. ]
[He doesn't, at least, miss that look. He's hardly as formally educated, but a far, far cry from a stammering virgin.]
She does have a certain way. Though if you've the inclination, I might be of some use to you as well in that regard.
She does have a certain way. Though if you've the inclination, I might be of some use to you as well in that regard.
Yeah, I'd like that. [ And it'd be another chance for them to spend more time together. ] What are you plans for tonight?
[His expression lights up a bit.]
Entirely at your command.
Entirely at your command.
[His touch remains controlled. One could almost imagine that the warm brush of knuckles or the pads of his fingertips here and there between each clasp was accidents of motion, were it not for the deliberate slow speed of each.
At the last clasp was pulled apart, the jacket was left to simply hang on Tex's shoulders, undone but not pushed aside. His voice is a murmur.]
The other will look better, I think. Dressing as an ornament hardly suits.
[There's a simple look, a hesitation that is judging permission, before leaning in to take a kiss from her.]
At the last clasp was pulled apart, the jacket was left to simply hang on Tex's shoulders, undone but not pushed aside. His voice is a murmur.]
The other will look better, I think. Dressing as an ornament hardly suits.
[There's a simple look, a hesitation that is judging permission, before leaning in to take a kiss from her.]
Entirely? [ There's a hint of mischief in her smile and she leans forward, elbows on the table. ]
[ If Cordelia wants to be a silent observer for now, Tex will let her and returns her attention fully to Aral. She doesn't shy away from Aral's touch, rather pressing into each brush of his fingers no matter how short each lasts. ]
So that's how you remove it. The other one did look more my style.
[ She lets the garment hang on her shoulders and reaches to rest a hand in his hair. He won't be taking much as she returns the kiss, her fingers gently running through his short hair to keep him close. ]
So that's how you remove it. The other one did look more my style.
[ She lets the garment hang on her shoulders and reaches to rest a hand in his hair. He won't be taking much as she returns the kiss, her fingers gently running through his short hair to keep him close. ]
[He certainly doesn't lean back. Quite the opposite, brows raise and he straightens just a little in his own seat.]
I am a man of my word.
I am a man of my word.
Think Cordelia will mind if you're here for a night then? [ Not that the other woman isn't welcomed, but she's aware of how little time the two of them have spent without Cordelia's supervision. ]
I can send a message.
[It may take like. Five minutes.]
[It may take like. Five minutes.]
How about I send a message.
[ Since that will take five seconds. ]
[ Since that will take five seconds. ]
[He considers protesting. The moment after that terrible thought, he simply fishes out his comm and hands it over.]
[ She could pass it back and text Cordelia from her own. Instead she takes his and sends a message off, I'm borrowing Aral for the night. You know how to find us.
And she hands it back over to him, still on the message screen so he knows exactly what was sent. ]
And she hands it back over to him, still on the message screen so he knows exactly what was sent. ]
[ A few seconds later, a reply comes through: ]
Have fun you two! Please DO anything I WOULD do.
Have fun you two! Please DO anything I WOULD do.
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