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notintehkitchenIt feels great to be back in my own body! I've missed using my hands so much. Now I can eat bacon and open things again! Really, those two things are very important!
[There is a squeak in the background.]
That's right, Jell-O says he is happy to see his mother back too. I wonder who was taking care of you while I was gone?
[A few more squeaks come across the feed.]
No one? Did you behave yourself?
[There is no more squeaking.]
I'm taking that as a no. Alright, who's brain matter do I have to clean up?
[There is a squeak in the background.]
That's right, Jell-O says he is happy to see his mother back too. I wonder who was taking care of you while I was gone?
[A few more squeaks come across the feed.]
No one? Did you behave yourself?
[There is no more squeaking.]
I'm taking that as a no. Alright, who's brain matter do I have to clean up?
[Action]
Date: 2012-01-22 11:40 am (UTC)With his back to her, his own movements were mechanical: he started with the sling first, pulling the cord over his neck and removing his arm from it. He slipped his sleeve over his cast, then the other over his good arm; with a moment's hesitation, he pulled the hooded shirt over his head, revealing his bare torso. The sling went back on- he'd have to be careful to not get too much water on it.
There was another moment where he paused, fumbling with the belt of his pants.]
[Action]
Date: 2012-01-22 11:45 am (UTC)Bringing her arms up above her head, she stretched before falling backwards into the water and letting herself drown in the hot depths of the spring. When she opened her eyes and looked up through the spring and out into the night sky, she felt very content. This could be a nice way to die. It wasn't the fiery death she craved, but it was hot enough to make her skin tingle.]
[Action]
Date: 2012-01-22 11:52 am (UTC)Getting into the water when he was unable to walk on his leg or use his arm was tricky, and he hadn't fully prepared himself for the temperature: in comparison to the cold air around them, the water was nearly unbearable, the heat intense at it enveloped his limbs as he eased into the spring. With the water taking pressure off his bad knee, he hobbled a little easier, his muscles relaxing as he breathed in the steam.]
[Action]
Date: 2012-01-22 11:59 am (UTC)With about half her chest exposed out of the water, she had gotten further in but not enough to kill the awkward tension he might of felt.]
That's more like it! See, it feels good doesn't it?
[Action]
Date: 2012-01-22 12:04 pm (UTC)Right. Good.
[He took another breath, steam filling his lungs.]
Let's get this done with.
[Action]
Date: 2012-01-22 12:10 pm (UTC)Sighing, she came over to him, grabbed one of the washrags and began to lather it in soap. As she came up behind him, her eyes immediately took to the scars on his back she could see through the steam. Blinking, she immediately found herself entranced with touching them.]
Pretty... Sniper's back... can I feel it?
[Lightly fingering over one of the scars before receiving a yes or a no, she found herself transfixed on that certain one.]
[Action]
Date: 2012-01-22 12:18 pm (UTC)He inched away from her, trying to get out of reach of the fingers that graced him.]
Just the wash, if you don't mind.
[Action]
Date: 2012-01-22 12:33 pm (UTC)Every so often, there would be an abrupt pause in her movements. She wouldn't say what she was doing outloud, but the panting coming from the mouth and squeaks might give a clue to anyone that wasn't her.
Her cheeks began to feel heavy from sustained heat, the hotness overflowing as she worked on his back while eyeing the scars. Suddenly, she felt her head move forwards without any way to stop herself with her lips pressing up against a long knife scar across his back.]
[Action]
Date: 2012-01-22 12:48 pm (UTC)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.]
[Action]
Date: 2012-01-22 01:01 pm (UTC)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.]
[Action]
Date: 2012-01-22 07:30 pm (UTC)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.]
[Action]
Date: 2012-01-22 07:47 pm (UTC)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... ]
[Action]
Date: 2012-01-22 08:05 pm (UTC)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.
[Action]
Date: 2012-01-22 11:21 pm (UTC)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.
[Action]
Date: 2012-01-22 11:46 pm (UTC)[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.]
[Action]
Date: 2012-01-22 11:53 pm (UTC)[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.
[Action]
Date: 2012-01-23 12:11 am (UTC)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.
[Action]
Date: 2012-01-23 12:30 am (UTC)[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.
[Action]
Date: 2012-01-23 12:54 am (UTC)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.]
[Action]
Date: 2012-01-23 11:23 pm (UTC)Between Engineer, Medic and now Sniper; those walls seem to be breaking down her childlike personality at times.]
You seem to be having trouble with your words. If you are unsure yourself, perhaps you aren't doing something so bad after all.
Sniper doesn't have to be around me if he doesn't want to. It just seems he does with the way he responded to me. If you thought what you did was a bad idea, wouldn't you not act that way in the first place?
[Action]
Date: 2012-01-23 11:53 pm (UTC)And she was right, of course- he was unsure, as much as he loathed that feeling and admitting to it. For every excuse he had to avoid getting involved with anyone- her in particular- a reason it was acceptable to cave to his carnality cropped up, raw desire conflicting with the standards he put before himself.
He sighed audibly, his breath rattling out of him as his body shook from a combination of the cold and pent-up frustration.]
I need time to think.
[Action]
Date: 2012-01-24 12:04 am (UTC)[Shaking her head, she placed her hands over her face and spoke with a muffled tone.]
I won't allow it. I won't. Why does everyone I like leave me? You didn't do anything wrong. Isn't this just how humans act normally? You aren't to blame for it. Neither of us are. These sorts of emotions, sometimes they end up happening whether we like them or not!
[Action]
Date: 2012-01-24 12:56 am (UTC)That didn't stop her from latching onto him, of course. He was already feeling the pangs of guilt again as she brought up those she had lost. That was something he could relate to on a level more personal than he'd ever admit, and was the primary reason he didn't get wrapped up with others. He couldn't feel the loss of someone he never cared for at all.
Something in him stirred at the thought, however; he was sure he was just empathizing with her predicament, was all. Nothing more.]
I'm not going away, pumpkin. I just need to clear my head.
[Clothes on and crutch under his arm, he hobbled for the gate, still keeping his eyes off her. It was easier to deny her if he avoided her eyes.]