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[Some things were easy to block out: the heat of the water numbed the throbbing in his knee, dulling it to nonexistence for the time being; the steam made it impossible to smell the scent of shampoo and cigarettes that colored her presence. Even the soft motion of her washing his back, not as awful as he'd expected, was easy enough to forget as he focused on that spot at the edge of the water, listening to the ambient sound of water rushing into the pool.

That sound, and one from her, a panting that caught his attention easily enough. It surprised him to the point of nearly breaking his concentration- he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. This wasn't so bad, he told himself. She was... well, he decided he'd rather not think too hard on it. She did say she liked the heat.

What finally pushed him past a breaking point was another sensation against his skin, her lips branding him with the heat of a flame. The breath that followed was sharp; he turned to her, intent on putting her in her place for touching him again when he'd specifically told her not to.

Instead, his eyes fell on her face, the color in her cheeks matching his own. His lips were dry; his tongue sought to fix that problem as he swallowed down his anger. He was left with a baser instinct in its wake.

The hand that moved to her jaw was beyond his control as it tilted her head higher, stepping toward her and bringing his lips to hers.]

Edited 2012-01-22 12:50 (UTC)

[She saw all his actions coming but she couldn't stop a single one of them. Deep down, she knew she didn't want to. There was a woman underneath her childlike persona she put on that craved attention that couldn't be satisfied at a level she could remember what it was called. As her face was tilted up and his lips moved closer to her it did nothing to stop her flushed face from residing. The moment they pressed against hers, she closed her eyes, brought up her hands to rest against his shoulders and responded by satisfying her need for affection.

Pyro doubted she'd ever forget that moment. Without fire it was the hottest she had ever felt. The steam of the spring was nothing compared to the heat the feeling of a man so close to her tickling her face with scruffy kisses did.

What she thought would only be a single kiss back turned into several from her. Even at a time where her brain told her to stop, she couldn't resist continuing. Hands trailing down his sides gently, she then brought them behind him and rested them on his back. Pushing him a little closer, her front side pressed up against his.]

[SO HAPPY!!!

Being a human was hard. Everytime he got hurt it hurt nore and he was always chilly.

He missed being a god-wolf greatly.]

[Smiling at the sweet little wolf pup, inside she is squeeing at the cuteness. She's happy for you Chibi!]

You look pleased.

He didn't seem to realize I was a dog. I was never with him while I was one. He can't find my scent in this body.

[Three kisses, then four, each stronger than the last as his body craved more of her- his hand moved again, from her face to the back of her arm, fingers pressing into her flesh as he pulled her as close as she could be. Her front pushed against him; he felt her heartbeat as it matched the thundering rhythm of his own beating in his ears.

Five- his body moved on pure instinct, having shut out the concerns that howled from the back of his mind. They tried to stop his madness, and with good reason; however, he couldn't hear them over the sound of running water, the throbbing in his head, or the gasping for air between the embrace of their lips.

Six, and they were slowing down as his greed called for him to savor her as much as possible. His grip on her arm tightened briefly, as though the squeeze were a threat to keep her there, before his hand strayed again. His palm passed across her breast, pressing against it before making its way to her backside.

Tension built in him, his self-control getting louder as it called again for him to come to his senses. It was ignored with kiss number seven, the taste of her lips satisfying something in him.]

Edited 2012-01-22 19:31 (UTC)

[She knew the more they kissed the harder it would be to stop. The man who was supposed to be her comrade who she faithfully protected was embracing her and making her feel that comrade might not be the proper word to express what the two of them were to each other.

As his large hands trailed over her frame, there was a shudder as it pressed over her breast. Pulling away from the kiss, she whimpered and buried her face against his chest.

It was too much, if he touched her like that; she was going to faint.

The sound of heavy pants escaped her lips as heat radiated off her cheeks. Attempting to find words to properly express herself, she was surprised at what came out.]

... Too good. I'll... I'll do something obscene if we continue.

[Her lips felt moist, she wanted them to remain that way but that required kissing Sniper again. If she kissed him once more, she might end up going too far. It was temping however... ]

[Having been unable to pull himself away seconds before, RED was grateful she parted from him, his senses returning to him in an instant. His body still ached for her, pushing him toward continuing; however, without her against him, it was easier to listen to reason, to that caution and code that kept him in check. He stifled the second of mild horror over his actions, though the prevalent thought rang in his ears: what did he think he was doing? This wasn't proper between them in any way. He chastised himself inwardly- so much for not giving her the wrong impression.

He wiped his mouth with the side of his hand, still catching his breath. His arm moved around her automatically as she buried herself into his chest, his eyes affixing themselves on that point in the distance again.]

Right. It's best we stop.

[His nerves were shot; he blamed the medication for his behavior. He was better than this, he told himself. That was just one misstep- good thing nothing worse happened. What had transpired was awkward enough. After a moment of hesitation, he let her go, heading for the water's edge, no longer all that concerned with her seeing him in the nude.]

Well, I think I'm clean enough now. We should head back.

Ah. Guess that's fer th' best. He moight 'ave troid t' eat you or something.

Bloody paradise. That's the second time I've been turned into a damn animal.

[When he responded, she didn't know if that was the answer she wanted to hear or not. Even if she had stopped herself from going too far, she felt she wanted something different.

The moment he pulled away from her, Pyro placed her fingertips over her lips and lowered her head. The heat from her face still existed but it seemed to be subsiding slowly, she didn't like that.

With the sound of desperation in her voice, the woman tried to find a way to get her heat back.]

I... we can continue if you'd like. If you don't mind--I'm just not sure what I'm supposed to do.

No, you're right. We don't need to pursue this. It's, ah. Hm.

[He kept his back to her, hearing the tone of her voice and recognizing the hint of longing in it. It only made him burn more furiously- he'd never had much of a way with women... or people in general, to be fair.

He didn't even hesitate as he pulled himself from the spring, the heat that consumed his entire body— both inside and out— only a moment before plenty to fight back the biting cold of the air as he hobbled toward the towels. His body was tense as he dried himself off, his mind elsewhere. It was taking everything in him to fight his own selfishness, his personal standards keeping it at bay. It pained him to admit it even inwardly: in that moment, he wanted her, carnal urges pushing out everything else.]

Edited 2012-01-22 23:51 (UTC)

... But if we both like it, isn't it alright?

[She certainly didn't dislike being touched. The feeling of Sniper's hands against her body still lingered on her skin.

Glancing up finally, she showed a look of disappointment.]

You made me feel like I'm on fire. I want more.

[The towel was wrapped around his frame as he limped toward the clothes she'd brought for him. He licked his lips a second time; he could still feel her against him.

He tried to push himself to deny her, to insist he didn't like it or that she was getting the wrong idea; however, as he opened his mouth to speak, nothing came. She already knew exactly what he thought of her, so there was no pretending anything otherwise- not that that stopped him from trying. As for him not liking what had just happened... well, his reaction told her all she needed to know. No hiding that, either.

A deep breath, in and out. He found his voice.]

We're teammates, Pyro. This sort of thing ain't proper between us.

Who are you afraid of being scolded by here? There's no one to stop you. There's no one to stop us from doing as we please.

[Coming to the edge of the spring, Pyro stepped out and went for her towel. Wrapping it around her body, she tied it in a knot before sitting back down near the entrance of the spring and dipping her legs in.]

Am I not a good kisser? Jell-O seems to like my kisses.

[Sniper fumbled with his clothing, still shaking from the effort required to maintain his composure. It was becoming easier with each passing breath, the flush of his face dissipating. He grabbed his glasses and watch from the dirty pile, feeling more secure behind his tinted frames.]

It's not that. You're ver—

[He cut himself off, taking another breath as he rotated his shoulders, trying not to think of that feeling of a hot flame against his lips.]

Look, even if we didn't work together, this wouldn't be appropriate. You—

[Another cutoff. Suggesting she find someone her age in Paradise seemed laughable, given that most people he'd met were older than her or talking animals. Somehow, he didn't think either of those was any better than the two of them. At least they understood one another, both being mercenaries. She knew how important the job was to him, that he wasn't just some crazed gunman hellbent on murder.

He caught himself rationalizing an unprofessional relationship with her. Shaking his head, he tried again.]

Well, when we get back—

[And another stop- when was the key word there, but it could easily be replaced with if. There was no guarantee they'd get back to Sawmill and their time at all, or if they'd go together or even remember their time in Paradise if they did. It didn't really matter what he did then, did it?

He shook his head again, alarmed at how easy it was to bat away his concerns when the temptation of having her pressed against him danced in front of his eyes. He wasn't weak, he told himself. This was ridiculous.

He was silent another moment, trying to put together a good defense, or a plan, or anything.]

But you make such a cute little one. You should stay that way.

I loike myself foine th' way I am, thanks.

'sides it'd be roight hard t' shoot anyone without thumbs.

Please? Go back to a dog and I'll light cigarettes for you to smoke.

I'd die.

Dogs can't 'ave nicotine.

For somezhing zat you were going to 'sic' on me, it does no' sound very intimidating.

You shouldn't question my child's capabilities. If you see any animals about with their heads missing, it was probably Jell-O who did it.

[For a moment, she seems to ignore the feed and talk to Jell-O.]

What did I tell you about eating brains? Just because I call you a brain slug doesn't mean you can go around doing that. Why can't you eat bacon like your mother?

I don't believe you! I'm going to turn you back into a dog somehow!

It's true, it's poisonous t' dogs. So don't go givin' none t' Chibi or anything.

An' you better not. I'm foine th' way I am. Why do you jus' want me t' be miserable all th' time?

I wouldn't do it to a real dog! You're awful for thinking that way of me!

No, I want you to be cute all the time.

Oh so it'd be foine t' do it t' me?

Only cos you want everything t' be th' way you want it to. Awfully selfish ain't it?

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