notintehkitchen

[So content, Sniper didn't even complain about her calling him cute. His eyes moved to her; he gave her a smile of her own as he eyed her, taking in everything in that moment. They resettled on her face.]

Yeah. Perfect.

[He offered the pup back to her. He was starting to settle down and nod off against his chest.]

Come on, then. Let's go home.

[Taking the pup into her arms, Pyro cuddled up against it.]

Ah, Teriyaki is so warm.

[Before she could utter another word, Teriyaki began to give her several kisses as she attempted to head out the door.]

H-hey! That's a lot of kissing! More then Jell-O does to me!

[Laughing at the way it tickled, Pyro turned her face out of reach. It wasn't long before the puppy whined he couldn't lick her anymore.]

Mr. Hawk, I love him already.

Huh?

[Having had his eyes on the trek ahead and trying not to think about how long a trip it was, Sniper hadn't been paying too much attention to Pyro or the pup until her last statement. He was unsure if she'd been talking to him about the dog, or if she'd been speaking to the dog about her feelings for him. It wasn't unusual for her to talk to animals, after all- she talked to that slime of hers all the time.

Taking the safe bet that she'd been talking to him, he tried not to look as though he'd taken it in some way she hadn't meant it.]

Oh, the pup. Right, he's gonna be a fine dog.

[Why was he getting so worked up over this?

He knew why, and felt ridiculous for it. He wasn't some kid, desperate for a girl's attention. He was an adult, the older of the two of them. Yes, he'd started allowing himself to think that maybe there could be something between them, if only because the actual job didn't exist in Paradise and his only role now was to support his only existing teammate. She made him feel... needed, somehow. Like he still had a job to do.

He caught himself staring at her again; it made him uncomfortable to think he was that attracted to her, that there was attachment for her growing in him. This was just all the job he had left, he told himself. He didn't need anyone.

Though needing and wanting were two very different things, and one was a far more dangerous beast to tackle.]

I think so too. If we hadn't gone out on a walk, we would of never of seen him. I don't want to think of him in anyone's arms but ours.

[Pressing her side up against Sniper as they walked, Pyro immediately began to nuzzle up against his shoulder with her head. Everything going on in Sniper's mind would not be helped with her displays of affection.]

I'm happy. As long as I have Mr. Hawk and Teriyaki, I'll always be happy. I want them to stay with me for the rest of my life.

[He swallowed down the lump in his throat, only for it to reform as she nuzzled against him, the particular scent of her shampoo teasing his senses. His face rubbed against the top of her head idly as he took in her words, his pace coming to a halt.]

Ya mean that? I thought you wanted me gone and the Truckie back just earlier this evening.

[At his response, she immediately stuck out her tongue teasingly and turned her head upwards.]

I changed my mind!

[Laughing, she patted him on the top of his head before running a short distance in front of him and turning back around.]

If I didn't watch over you, there would be no one willing to go to such lengths to feed you and bathe you!

[Speaking of bathing, she just remembered something.]

Oh yeah, you probably need another one. You should take one everyday.

[He followed after her a few steps, a smug look on his face.]

And if I refuse?

If you refuse I make you take one with me.

[If only Pyro realized her intent and his thoughts of her intent were totally different.]

[He closed the gap between them, lowering his voice.]

Well maybe I don't feel like takin' one tonight.

[Tilting her head curiously as he closed the space between them, Pyro scratched at her cheek.]

Is that so? Well, it looks like I'll have to take you kicking and screaming.

I suppose you will.

[His face was close to hers; he could feel her breath on him, smell her hair in the night air. He hesitated, eyes taking her in before he finally turned from her and continued toward RED base. A part of him had wanted more from that exchange; he stifled it down, trying to rationalize away just how he was feeling as some medication-induced stupor or something that ultimately wasn't what it seemed. He was behaving ridiculously, like some kid desperate for attention.

He shook his head, sighing. He wasn't a kid. He was a man, and he was lusting after her, to put it more accurately. That was why he was so ashamed of his behavior. It went against everything he'd stood for.

And still, he struggled against it somehow. Even with her insistence that it wasn't wrong if they both wanted it, something still held him on a leash. He was the adult, and needed to be the one to make the right decisions. That was all there was to it.]

Come on. We should get him back before it gets too cold. A pup like him shouldn't be out in this for too long.

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[She felt oblivious to what was going on. A face so close to hers like this? Could he be staring at her scars in extreme detail?

Feeling a little self-conscious, Pyro began to turn away and follow witch changing the subject. After all, if Sniper wanted to look at anything, the puppy was cuter than she was.]

Oh, he will be fine. Didn't you know, Sniper? Shiba Inus come from the mountains of Japan. They are used to the cold. That's why he's so fluffy.

No, I didn't know that. Good to know ya won't have to keep him too warm at night, then.

[They reached the steps to the base, which meant it was time for the arduous climb up them. RED hobbled his way up about halfway, stopping to rest for a moment.]

Once I've got both of my legs, I'll have to teach him how to hunt.

[Carrying the dog up the stairs, she started rubbing her face against his fluffy little body again.]

Teriyaki could bring home bacon for us!

[Clearly she didn't understand what kind of hunting he meant.]

[Finally at the top and wheezing from the trip up, RED pushed the door open for her.]

S'not exactly what I meant. I meant in the woods. Animals and such. Dogs are great for that.

You want him to hunt game? I don't know if that's needed. Don't we have plenty of food?

[She then remembered something about Sniper.]

I see. It's because of where you come from.

[Tapping him on the forehead, she grinned and entered inside.]

Sniper likes to be in the wild like an animal.

[Confusion colored him as he followed her in, still trying to catch his breath. He eyed the stairs to the second floor- he was already not looking forward to that trip.]

I'm not sure what you mean by that. I just like hunting, s'all. Been doin' it most a' my life.

[Setting the dog down, Pyro offered her hand out to Sniper in order to help him up the stairs.]

We all act like animals sometimes. Even me. There's nothing wrong with it.

I don't act like an animal. I'm not some pet.

[He snorted irritably, a tinge of jealousy evident in his voice. He didn't want to be on the same level as her blob or the dog, certainly not after all they'd been through.

Taking her hand, he made it up about three stairs before he had to stop again, his knee aching sharply. All the walking on it had clearly done him no good.]

Fine, you can feed yourself then. ...Also, clean yourself.

[Looking at him struggling to get up the stairs, she decided she would save his manly pride and not carry him up like she easily could of done.]

[He made it another several steps before stopping again. In spite of the throbbing from his leg, he managed a smart remark, lips curling.]

That might be more a punishment for you than me. Seemed like you were enjoyin' yourself, washin' my back.

That was..!

[What was it!? She had kissed his back. She couldn't yell back he had kissed her first because technically she had started it first. Her lips had touched his back before his lips had met her own. Damn.

With a feeling a frustration, Pyro shoved an arm over her face and shook her head back and forth in embarrassment.]

I was helping! That's all!

Were you, now?

[Finally reaching the top of the stairs, RED smirked at her reaction. It seemed she wasn't completely immune to embarrassment, as much as she seemed to be at times.

Leaning on his crutch for balance, he stood before her, debating whether or not he should pull her hand from her face. He reconsidered, knowing what her gaze did to him last time. He was determined to stay in control of the situation and of himself this time.]

I, um. Rather enjoyed it myself.

[He turned his eyes away, feeling himself turn red again. If only he could stifle that as well as anything else.]

[The moment her other hand was free it was placed against her face as well. Despite his question, she couldn't respond with anything besides shy whimpers as she attempted to wait for the red from her face to go away.

The mere idea of going back to that night where he had pulled her close to him and kissed her made her dizzy. On top of that, he had touched her breast. That was more than anyone other man had touched of hers.

As she squirmed about nervously, her thighs pressed and rubbed together enough for her to unawarely begin to make her dress to rise to show off her garters.]

[With his gaze pointedly set on the wall, he tried to wait out her fidgeting; he was unsuccessful as his eyes trailed to the floor, finally drawn to her legs as her garters came into view. They remained there for far longer than was polite, his face burning by the time he managed to pry his stare from her.

He breathing quickened- he had a long, deep breath, in and out, to try to calm himself. What did he think he was doing, thinking of her like that? It wasn't proper. There was something between them, yes, but it wasn't serious. Not a relationship or anything of the sort. He knew he ought to be doing better than this as another lustful ache ran through him, his self-control quickly crumbling.

However, the truth was he wasn't doing well, greed moving him. All that had happened, all she had done for him, and all that she was made her very hard for him to deny. He had arrived in Paradise thinking her a faceless monster, one only suitable for burning their enemies on the battlefield. In the time since his arrival, his perspective of her had changed almost entirely; however, that didn't erase the fact that they were coworkers, and the way he was thinking about her wasn't the way he ought to act.

His breaths slowed as he looked her over again. He told himself to step back, but instead shortened the distance between them, bringing himself close enough that he could feel the heat from her body. He knew he ought to leave well enough alone, and that this had already gone too far, but he reached for her wrists anyway, pulling her hands from her face. They were teammates, professionals- he knew they were nothing more than that, and that was all there ever would be between them, yet the moment his lips had access, they found their way to hers.]

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