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Don't know what that means. [Probably nothing good. Whatever.] But Fio's opinion matters.
[It was wrong to leave their fate at the hands of a young girl. She shouldn't carry such a burden, but she steps up to the task everyone. She's truly the best of them all.
He glances from Sparkles to Fio.]
You wanted to race, right?
[It was wrong to leave their fate at the hands of a young girl. She shouldn't carry such a burden, but she steps up to the task everyone. She's truly the best of them all.
He glances from Sparkles to Fio.]
You wanted to race, right?
[he cries out more freely now, hips rolling down to meet him in a desperate rhythm.]
Please, call me that again, please...
Please, call me that again, please...
[he doesn't dare look away, committing the entire moment to memory. the roll of his hips, the look on his face, the desperation in his voice. all of this wild desire, and he gets to be the one to witness it. god, what a heady notion that is.]
Yes, darling. My darling, singularly gorgeous, you really are impossible to resist...
Yes, darling. My darling, singularly gorgeous, you really are impossible to resist...
[his eyes are shut firmly as he nears his peak, so distracted that maybe he doesn't even notice that the tears have started to bead on his lashes, or how, when he comes on a wet gasp, eyes barely parting to pitch black, they fall down his temples and into his hair.]
[he may not notice, but Skulduggery does. he's slow to pull his one hand free, riding out the aftershocks of his orgasm, raising the other to run his thumb across the wet trail from his eye.]
Shhh. I've got you.
Shhh. I've got you.
[he blinks hard a few times, eyes turning back.]
It's... [a faint grin] I hardly have words for it. Never in even my most absurd fantasies did I ever imagine... that someone could look upon me as I want to be, as I am...
[and not demand something else. someone else.]
It's... [a faint grin] I hardly have words for it. Never in even my most absurd fantasies did I ever imagine... that someone could look upon me as I want to be, as I am...
[and not demand something else. someone else.]
[he traces his thumb across his hairline, slipping his other hand free to rest on his thigh.]
I wish that weren't true. I wish you'd had the chance to be seen by others, not merely projected upon. But, I would be lying if I said I wasn't honored to be the first.
I wish that weren't true. I wish you'd had the chance to be seen by others, not merely projected upon. But, I would be lying if I said I wasn't honored to be the first.
After all you do for us ungrateful little miscreants! [because goodness they've really created such a mess huh...] Wanted to make sure you had something in return. To keep us in line.
[she sets the turtle-patterned tote of tacky Tommy Bahama tchotchkes upon the desk, and starts taking them out to arrange them. a snowglobe, a mug, some candles, a bottle of cologne that Ava had the foresight to dump out, a little outdoor lantern, a collection of shotglasses...] Here okay?
[she sets the turtle-patterned tote of tacky Tommy Bahama tchotchkes upon the desk, and starts taking them out to arrange them. a snowglobe, a mug, some candles, a bottle of cologne that Ava had the foresight to dump out, a little outdoor lantern, a collection of shotglasses...] Here okay?
What a thrill that will be. [taps his fingers against his thigh] Although I hope we'll keep a few things just between us...
[raises brow] Now, that is interesting. And what would would you be so against sharing?
Hmmm... The way you plead for me to touch you. The noises you make when I finally do. The way you look, riding my hand... [he tilts his head in a grin, squeezing the flesh under his hand.] Just to name a few.
I know what it's like to be unappreciated, and we can't have that happening to you.
Has anyone been particularly problematic as of late?
Has anyone been particularly problematic as of late?
[he grins fully, reaching down to place a hand over his.]
No one could ever make me feel like you do. Of that, I am entirely certain.
No one could ever make me feel like you do. Of that, I am entirely certain.
Good. Because I am an insanely jealous sort of man.
[joking, but also not]
But I will say, I hope that smile of yours is able to be freely shared one day. No harm in them seeing how cute happiness makes you.
[joking, but also not]
But I will say, I hope that smile of yours is able to be freely shared one day. No harm in them seeing how cute happiness makes you.
[ She just wants everyone to get along. She owes an apology for not properly specifying who the "friend" is. A conversation she'll save for another time. Natsuno reminds her what she came here for and for now, she tries to focus on that. ]
...Right. [ A glance down at the shadow, with a shaky smile. ] Um... so we've got these really cool toy model ships! I thought it would be fun if we could race against each other with them. [ They've only got two, but she won't mind sitting out a race for Sparkles to play. She looks back up at Natsuno. ]
Yuuyu? Can... can you show Sparkles how they work? [ Pause. ] Please?
...Right. [ A glance down at the shadow, with a shaky smile. ] Um... so we've got these really cool toy model ships! I thought it would be fun if we could race against each other with them. [ They've only got two, but she won't mind sitting out a race for Sparkles to play. She looks back up at Natsuno. ]
Yuuyu? Can... can you show Sparkles how they work? [ Pause. ] Please?
I'll have to take your word for it. I'm not even remotely close enough to her to make any judgements.
[the voice of the future says that in a week or so, she'll have very definite opinions on one Clarke Griffin and her taste in accessories.]
But from what I've observed, there doesn't seem to be a single one of us that didn't come from some hardship. The Erda has a particular type.
[the voice of the future says that in a week or so, she'll have very definite opinions on one Clarke Griffin and her taste in accessories.]
But from what I've observed, there doesn't seem to be a single one of us that didn't come from some hardship. The Erda has a particular type.
[He locks eyes with Fio, the show him yourself on the tip of his tongue, but the "please" seals it. Dammit, he's getting soft.]
...right. That's the Tartarus. It can travel in both land and water [He sets both models on the floor, leaving one controller in his hands.] These buttons move it around.
[The blue-flagged ship starts making circles around them.]
This button fires the cannons [Pew pew pew, here come tiny energy pellets] and that one turns on the shield.
...right. That's the Tartarus. It can travel in both land and water [He sets both models on the floor, leaving one controller in his hands.] These buttons move it around.
[The blue-flagged ship starts making circles around them.]
This button fires the cannons [Pew pew pew, here come tiny energy pellets] and that one turns on the shield.
I've smi--
[pause]
... Smirking doesn't count, right? [just checking.]
[pause]
... Smirking doesn't count, right? [just checking.]
[he laughs gently.]
No, my dear. It just isn't the same.
No, my dear. It just isn't the same.
Okay. He can do this. He can do this. He's spoken with her before, surely he shouldn't feel so anxious.
But there's just something about a well-dressed, faceless woman that gets to him. How did she lose her face? Did she ever have a face? Did the Captain take it from her? Did he mean to?
Is all of this the end of some ill-thought-out bargain? Is this just another game?
He rings the bell, and puts on his winning smile.
But there's just something about a well-dressed, faceless woman that gets to him. How did she lose her face? Did she ever have a face? Did the Captain take it from her? Did he mean to?
Is all of this the end of some ill-thought-out bargain? Is this just another game?
He rings the bell, and puts on his winning smile.
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