driftfleet_ooc | Happy holidays to your lips~

[YES!! Is want he wants to shout. Wanting that more than he ever thought was possible before now. Having just enough wits left to not bring more attention to what they were up to in this place he was suddenly acutely aware of how public it really was.]

Alright. [He whispers back right before he moves his hands down to scoop her effortless up into his arms. His movements are swift and he doesn't struggle in the slightest to lift her. Yet he trembles. Not from her weight as he easily starts to stride down the hall, but from long pent up excitement and nervousness. Part of him can't believe what he was doing and if he was back home he would have likely shot down these feelings long before.

Good thing he wasn't home. He kisses her closest bit of exposed skin as he carries her. That helps to banish any pesky thoughts trying to wiggle their way back into his head about how crazy this is and what would be forever changed if he didn't stop now.

He didn't want to stop.]

[She was not expecting a ride. Possibly because her last two lovers would have struggled with doing something like this. In another frame of mind she would have wanted to re-exert control and to phase out of his grip. As it is, this is somehow perfect. It prevents it from being some awkward walk of shame and turns it into something sexy and kind of adorable at the same time. Vash is a good man. The kind of good man who she'd never want to take advantage of or hurt and thank god he's kissing her neck again because this is too much thinking.]

Can't believe you chose me over your jacket. [ABANDONED! As abandoned as the harmonica. Maybe the jacket and harmonica will find each other and form a bond over their mutual loss.]

[He laughs into her skin at the thought. His nose rubbing up against her as he tries to not be too loud until they get to his room.] I can get it later. Let the crew think I've gone mad and running around the ship naked.

[Had he gone mad? He didn't care as he shifts Kitty's weight into his left arm as he opens his bedroom door. Possibly unintentionally showing off how strong he actually is.]

Edited 2017-12-15 01:16 (UTC)

Do you think they think you're naked under there? I never thought you were naked under there. [Madness isn't a zero sum game. Just a little mad.

Okay, it has been awhile since she was so easily held by someone. It was definitely a big thing with her and Piotr. It always made her feel safe with him. I mean, he also killed her, but details... She isn't thinking about that now. Or really about Piotr at all or Winn or anyone in between. At least she's trying not to think about Winn. She kisses his neck as he works on the practicality of getting them inside.]

No. Not re-Ah!![That kiss felt SO good!]-really! I just thought it would be funny! [He might just have naked thoughts on his mind if he was being honest.

He couldn't keep holding her in one arm for too long. Long enough to get them into his room before setting her down on his bed.

Should have gone to your room. Briefly dances across his mind as she has the bigger bed, but then he remembers why that probably wouldn't be a good idea.

He gives her a gentle kiss before pulling himself back. He finds he can't bring himself to speak louder that a whisper suddenly.] Are you sure?

[Now that they were here what he really wanted was to shove her down and kiss her in all the places he's never seen on Kitty before, but he resists. It was manifesting in a physical hurt to pause like this. Even if it was a first time for him he had the feeling this was moving really fast. Vash needed to know he at least gave one last chance for her to say no. No to the fact he wasn't Winn. No to his hideous scars. No to the baggage that being with Vash the Stampede could bring.]

[And there he did it. He went and asked the question. But it's not that she really has to stop and think. She knows what her honest answer is. She just doesn't know how he'll take it.] I'm sure I want to. [Clearly. So clearly. Softer.] I'm also pretty sure it's a bad idea. [You know, not now, but eventually. She says it while touching him, tracing her hand down his arm. None of her doubts are about him.]

You? [It's his first time. That seems like a bigger deal to her or maybe it's just because she doesn't want to think about how she might feel afterward, so it's easier to focus on him.]

[Vash can't help himself but to chuckle.] All my ideas are bad ones, this shouldn't be any different. [He jests, but he understands what she means. That's for future!Vash to worry about.

He tries to swallow, but suddenly finds his mouth dry as he runs his tongue over his lips.] Honestly? I'm a little nervous. I don't want to hurt you.

[At least not physically. This will probably hurt emotionally later. Future!Vash was likely to be rather upset with him later.]

Same. [To all of it. And instead of making her want to back out it makes her feel better about going forward with it. After all, if they are both most worried about each other it can't be that bad, right? At least that's what she's decided as she leans in to kiss him again, tenderly. The hunger is all still there, but she's pushing it down for the moment to be more present.

Future Kitty and Future Vash can take care of themselves, right?]

Edited (Totally poking.) 2017-12-15 13:30 (UTC)

[Vash returns her kiss. Enjoying the kiss for nearly a full minute before he starts to pull her shirt off. Seeing as he doesn't have any nifty powers to just automatically take clothes off.]

[It's a fun power, but sometimes she prefers the old-fashioned ways best. That way she gets to feel his hands skimming over her body and the notes of urgency in wanting to see and touch more of her in his movements. Being wanted is an intoxicated feeling. Maybe that's why it's so easy to make questionable choices. But with the choice made she's all too happy to assist by lifting her arms and then wrapping them around him as she presses closer.]

[His heart beats faster when the shirt is off and he sees the skin underneath. His organic right hand spreads out over her stomach to gently rub it's way back up her body.

When she wraps her arms around him that's when he starts kissing. Both arms sliding behind her to get that pesky bra off next.

How do these things work? A button? Clip? Thing? In an attempt to cheat and hide the momentary struggle he starts kissing the spot on Kitty's neck he knows she likes. It won't take him too long to figure out the right motion, but it will take a couple tries.]

[She's so close to giving him the cheat code for bra removal when he pulls his own cheating move and all thoughts flee with him on her neck again. There is something charming about the way he struggles with the bra in the midst of the more heated kissing though. Her palms press in against his body armor and then she makes a sound that's half laughing and have moaning at the way he kisses her neck.] Okay, okay. Don't do anything distracting for like five seconds. [A little breathless.]

Hm? [Vash questions with his mouth full. For a moment he stops kissing to chuckle close to her ear.] I was told women will ask for the impossible.

[Still he stops as requested.]

[Okay, that warm breath against her ear is not undistracting, but she smirks in return.] I'm concerned about your sources. [And with that she closes her eyes for a moment and then gives his chest a sharp shove. But it's a shove—remarkably—that he won't feel except in the way that armor which had covered much of his body will suddenly be dropping to the floor below, leaving a whole lot of bare Vash—scars and all. She opens her eyes again, smiling at him.] Maybe he meant women do the impossible. [Time to catch those lips again.]

Heh, possibly. [He's a little nervous that his scars may frighten or disgust her like it has for some people. Then she kisses him again and he knows that she's okay to continue.] I should have learned not to listen to Wolfwood anyway by now. [When he gets his lips back he starts trailing soft kisses down her body. Starting off slow as he starts at her jawline, down her neck, and as he starts to kiss between her breasts he gets faster. He intended to keep going slow, but he starts to get more excited and can't slow down again. Not until he gets to the edge of her pants does he stop his downward trend.]

[Still none of that from her. She does worry about what he's been through in seeing him. She already knows some of the highlights. It hasn't been an easy life. Hopefully tonight is something he'll look back on fondly and not as another kind of scar.]

Anyone named Wolfwood is definitely trying too hard.

[The excitement works for her. She likes slow sometimes, but sometimes she just wants to feel everything all at once. This is definitely one of those times. Her heart rate is increasing and she can't entirely hold still as she gets more and more excited. When he stops she reaches down, running a hand through his hair.]

Too many clothes in this bed. [You have all the permission to remove them.]

[Kitty will likely feel the wolfish grin that spreads on his face at the suggestion of there being too many clothes. Vash is more than happy to fix the situation. His fingertips gliding down her legs as he slides her pants off. His breathing is getting heavier as he throws her pants off and onto the floor.

Never before has he ever wondered what a toe tastes like. At the risk of her finding it gross he decides today is the day to give into temptation. He pulls off any sock that may be covering her foot and tentatively gives Kitty's big toe an experimental lick. He thinks he remembers reading somewhere that some girls like this.]

[That...that was not anything she was even remotely expecting and honestly, not something anyone else has ever tried before. And if you'd asked if she was interested she would have unequivocally said no. It didn't seem like anything that would feel anything but awkward.

She was wrong. It really does feel like the nerves run almost directly to other sensitive areas. He isn't the only one having a first here.] O-oh!

[That sounds like the type of noise Vash was hoping to hear. It encourages him to keep going a bit longer. Tongue trailing between her toes, lips wrapping around individual toes, kissing the bottoms all the way down to her heal and back.

As his mouth works his hands don't stay idle. His hands sliding up and down her legs. Occasionally rubbing and tickling the spot behind her knees were her legs bend.]

[His hard work is making her more and more eager, which is kind of the point of foreplay, so well achieved! But she eventually reaches down, putting a hand one of his.]

Vaaash. [Breathy, wanting.]

[She wants him closer, pressed against her again so she can kiss and touch him too.]

[Vash shifts and interlocks his fingers with hers when she touches his hand. He moves to come closer to her face again. Once more wishing he had a bigger bed as he's careful not to put too much weight on top of her.

He takes her hand as he moves and brings it up to his face. Turning it and unwinding his fingers, but only so he can place kisses on the palm of her hand. Brushing his teeth against her finger tips.

Eventually he will settle himself close to her again. He missed seeing her beautiful face while he was away.]

[Bigger beds are better for sure, but she and Winn spent a year together on beds this size before finally getting access to one of the big ones. It's amazing what you can figure out when you want to be with someone.

She watches him playing with her fingers as if it's his first time since, well, it is. There's something very sweet about it. Not to mention thorough in the way he explores. Maybe being so impulsive and quick to want want she wants has led to missing some good journeys. Maybe it's the difference between being somewhat immortal and someone who was supposed to die before she hit twenty. And she was lucky to make it that long.]

Hi, you. [Smiling at him when he's close again.]

Hi. [He smiles back at her, but finds he can't resist not touching her. So he reaches out to rub his thumb against her cheek.] Come to this place often?

[And why resist? Resistance is futile.] Not yet, I haven't. [She smirks a little. That was terrible, Kitty.] But literally, yes, once when Khadgar and I teleported you in here and I stripped off your boots. So, basically the same thing.

[Vash looks confused for a moment before his face breaks out into a grin. Only now realizing what he asked.

He laughs as she continues. Not his normal uproarious laughter that he usually shows off. This time he's more subdued and genuine.]

Oh yes. Taking off my boots while passed out is such a turn on, I'm sure. [What with the metal plates and heavy scar tissue.]

I'm a serial poker. Phear me

<3 I TRIMBLE!

Gosh, look a tad more excited Vash!!

hehe!

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