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[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.

Edited 2012-02-02 05:35 (UTC)

[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.]

[Feeling hands take a hold of her writs, Pyro immediately looked up at him with confusion. It was time for her to stop acting so childish about adult situations, wasn't it? She was going to get scolded, she deserved to get scolded. So why was it that he was drawing closer and closer to her?

As his lips neared hers, Pyro's body made no attempts to move or pull away from what was evidently the only thing coming. Sniper wanted to kiss her again.

Closing her eyes tightly as their lips met, she could feel the heat against the brim of her nose spread out to her cheeks. The taste of his lips was something the moment she received it she desired more of. Without any more hesitations, Pyro pressed up against him and deepened it. It was ok, if they both wanted it. Right?]

Edited 2012-02-02 08:34 (UTC)

[He kissed her again, then a third time even deeper, heightened sensation pushing him past a brink. His arm wrapped around her side, fingers pressing into her as he pulled her toward her room, his body running without clear thought as his mind was shut out. The concerns that had plagued him were no longer welcome as carnal greed controlled his movements.

That left him only with one pervading thought: that he wanted her then and there, that she could never be close enough to him for his liking.]

[She didn't think it was possible to deny him. It only became clearer as she pulled into her room by him as if he knew exactly what he wanted.

Swallowing hard, she looked at the bed she had slept in for several nights with him. Nothing awkward had happened before. All she had done was cuddled him like she would of with Jell-O. How could it of gotten to this point?

When she turned back to face him again, she lowered her head and nodded shyly.]

It's... alright.

[He put a hand on the knob, leaning on it to take some of the pressure off his leg as he watched her lower her head, her posture speaking volumes of her shyness and inexperience. That wasn't to say he had a great deal more, but at least he knew a bit about what he was doing. If she'd spoken the truth before, she'd never even gotten this far with anyone else.

He took a few breaths, their pace still feverish as his voice came back to him. He recalled her words.]

It... it is what we both want, isn't it?

[He asked more for her than for himself, a sudden fear he was making a mistake— one far greater than any that simply betrayed his own standards— crossing him.]

[Oh, hell. He threw those words back at her and they hit her hard. Now that he seemed entirely comfortable with the situation to her, Pyro was starting to have doubts. If she had sex tonight, he'd figure out just how much of a virgin she really was. From the very little she knew about sex, she did find her memory unfogging a bit and remembering how it was supposed to be painful for girls their first time.

So it had to hurt before it felt good!?

The realization made her pull away from him and began running towards her bathroom inside her room. When she got inside, she immediately slammed the door and and pressed her back against it.]

I'm sorry! I... I... I need to take a shower.

[Sliding down the door until her rear hit the floor, Pyro shoved her hands over her face again and panted heavily.]

[Sniper was left standing by the door to the room, utter confusion worn into his face at her reaction. Several moments passed before he moved, his actions far more mechanical than they had been only moments before- he crossed the room stiffly, leaning his own back into the bathroom door and having a seat.

His bewilderment mingled with despondence, his mind turning her rejection over and over. His expression hardened, embittered- he kicked himself inwardly for thinking for even a moment that she'd wanted him like that, or that she ever would. He'd made a fool of himself, and it made him angry.]

Ya could've just told me ya weren't interested.

[He pushed his glasses up and rubbed his eyes, hearing the hurt in his own voice.]

That's not the problem. It's not that I'm not interested!

[Shoving her hands into her short strands of hair, she began to pull at them in frustration.]

It's not it at all!

[How could she admit she was scared? Scared of that. How could she make him understand she was afraid of it hurting? She couldn't outright say something so stupid. She was a Pyro. Her body had been wrecked in other ways, why did it matter so much if it was down there!?

Banging her head against the bath next to her, she let out a yell and then shoved her hands over her forehead and proceeded to rub the small red bump proceeding from it.]

I'm... a virgin. Virgin. I've never even... even...

[Dropping to the floor on her side, she howled in pain both from physical damage and her lack of inexperience.]

M...M...

[The m word. THAT M-WORD. He wouldn't believe her. Everyone did that, even girls! EVERYONE DID.]

Masturbation. N-never... masturbated. ALRIGHT!?

Edited 2012-02-02 10:06 (UTC)

[The sounds coming from beyond the door left him wondering what she was doing back there, but he tossed his concern aside, too wrapped up in his own anger; it wasn't until she kept talking- and eventually yelling- that his vehemence subsided for a more awkward confusion. Well... at least she didn't say she wasn't interested, though that almost would have been preferable to what confession she did make.

His tone was quieter when he spoke again. This was a topic he'd never wanted to touch with anyone, but he was drawn to Pyro in some way he couldn't fully comprehend, and wanted her to understand his stance.]

Look, none of that matters to me, but if it makes ya uncomfortable, we don't have to... you know.

[He sighed, frustrated at the whole situation, but especially himself. He should have known better, should have had better control over himself, but he'd gotten carried away. That didn't need to happen ever again- that was the kind of behavior that got him into trouble.]

Come on. Come outta there.

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