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Commissar Ciaphas Cain (bythechainsword) wrote in marinasylum,
@ 2012-05-22 13:22:00

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:action, cain, ciaphas cain, eridan ampora, felicia tayber, ibram gaunt

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[These things always happen on sword class days, why is that?]

[Cain feels like he should question it, maybe even cancel class and stay inside ~~with Felicia~~, but ultimately he decides to just carry on in the face of it all, because... why not? Whatever Sentience was talking about is really not that big a deal.]

[So, class will be happening today, and he's at the training hall at his usual time, instructing students and ready to watch them wail on each other with sticks--ready to intervene if they happen to get too enthusiastic. Otherwise, he can also be found coming and going, or stopping at the ramen stand for a meal after class.]

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bythechainsword
2012-05-28 06:11 am UTC (link)

[Hands on skin is definitely a sensation he's missed through the past few months. Pleasant encouragement that he can focus on while he sees about the long and winding task ahead of getting a few dozen layers off of Felicia's body.]

[He reaches up to do away with her hood and caplet, placing a brief kiss on her lips before he responds.] 'Nid got me. Just a little, though.

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	cogwheel_zeal 2012-05-28 06:19 am UTC (link)
	Got the beast right back, I imagine? [she lowers her head a bit and gently grasps the back of her hood with a mechadendrite to help him out, ducking free of the thing as he pulls it away, murmuring encouragement:] Mind the wires, now—ah, that's it! (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	bythechainsword 2012-05-28 06:24 am UTC (link)
	Jurgen did, actually, but I'm sure someone credited the kill to me. [It was unrealistic for him to hope that hair would magically materialize out of nowhere, but there was some teeny tiny part of that held out hope.] Is it heretical to just toss this on the floor? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

cogwheel_zeal
2012-05-28 06:41 am UTC (link)

[she thinks for a moment, then shakes her head, grinning]

Oh, go on. Too late for the likes of us to worry about risking heresy with every step.

[speaking of steps, she takes another one towards Cain, pressed against his commissarly chest as she moves her hands up his muscular back to his shoulders. Her two mechadendrites begin undoing her outermost robe, which fastens up the back.]

Good old Jurgen. I remember him.

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	bythechainsword 2012-05-28 06:47 am UTC (link)
	[Away it goes. At least Cain keeps his room clean.] [Since her back is currently a bit too difficult to navigate, he runs his hands down her shoulders and sides, stopping at her waist to give her a playful squeeze.] Try not to remember too much about him right now. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

cogwheel_zeal
2012-05-28 07:27 am UTC (link)

[wryly:]

Mm.

[she smiles at the squeeze, herself content to just run her hands over his back and spine—it's been a long time since she's gotten to feel up someone completely organic there, give her a break. She only pauses to pull her arms from one, then two sets of sleeves as her second robe comes away, and she lets everything fall in a careless heap at their feet, nudging her robes to one side with a booted foot and a mechadendrite.]

[she's down to the charcoal-gray clothes she wears under everything: one of only a couple more layers left to go before Cain's patience pays off. It's the same outfit she had on when she gave him a lecture near the beginning of her stay, but it's looking rather better filled out this time than it was back then.]

[her high-necked tunic closes in the front. Her own hands are are otherwise occupied and her mechadendrites are back against the door, so when she leans back a little, she hopes he takes that to mean she'd prefer he do the honors.]

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bythechainsword
2012-06-05 01:40 am UTC (link)

[He's happy to do the honors, leaning in once he starts getting the first few clasps undone. The front of her throat is unfortunately off-limits for the metal bits she's got there, but the sides are still fair game. At least for trying to see how much is scar tissue and how much will react when he nibbles at it.]

[With an expertise that borders on embarrassing, his hands make short work of her tunic.]

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cogwheel_zeal
2012-06-05 04:23 am UTC (link)

[he's got good instincts, and he quickly finds a place on the side of her neck that, when nibbled, makes her tilt her chin up and draw a slow breath in through her teeth. She chuckles as he skillfully undoes her tunic:]

My, you're good at this. Just as I remember.

[the moment he's done and his hands are free, she takes the shoulders of his shirt and tries to pull it off completely, over his arms. Clothing ugh it's so annoying]

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bythechainsword
2012-06-05 04:31 am UTC (link)

[It really is, stupid clothing. He obliges her attempt to tug it off, drawing his quickly-freed hands along her sides. There are, of course, still a few things in the way, but they can be dealt with in time.]

[Lacking ears to nibble, he'll just have to mutter against her skin, his stubble pricking lightly around her collarbone.]

Good to know I haven't lost my touch.

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cogwheel_zeal
2012-06-05 04:47 am UTC (link)

[she gives a soft, amused hm in reply, tilting her head to rest against his while he's there. She casts her tunic off all the way and lets it drop to join the rest of her robes, then brings her hands up to run them over his shoulders, up the back of his neck, and into his hair, part of her still marveling at how soft and warm his skin is without any augmetics to interrupt it. Yup, this brings back memories.]

Afraid I might have. Oh, it's been so long.

[in the midst of tilting her head down to catch his lips with her own, a thought occurs to her, and she murmurs faintly against his jaw:]

What were you thinking, Ciaphas?

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bythechainsword
2012-06-05 04:54 am UTC (link)

[He sighs at her touch. It might be a bit clumsy, but he's in no position to be objecting to long-craved human contact. Especially not when it's leading to places he's had even stronger needs for. He shifts his attention to that darned supportive garment.]

[The question catches him off guard, though, so he won't go prying it off of her just yet.] Is this rhetorical, or...?

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cogwheel_zeal
2012-06-05 05:21 am UTC (link)

[she doesn't even acknowledge that he said anything. In an exasperated tone of voice:]

I was traumatized and half starving—and nowhere near in my right mind. You had to have known that.

[despite her words, she doesn't seem to be pushing him away physically at all. Quite the opposite—she takes the bottom of his undershirt and tugs it up, aiming to rid him of it as well]

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	bythechainsword 2012-06-05 05:58 am UTC (link)
	[He isn't sure what to say to that right away, and if it weren't for her continual undressing of him, he would take that as an immediate End Sexytime moment. Lifting his arms so that she can pull it off, now.] I'm sorry, Felicia. I never intended to take advantage. [Wow, yep, total mood killer incoming mayday mayday] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

cogwheel_zeal
2012-06-05 06:25 am UTC (link)

[and off it goes. She looks at him for a moment, her mouth drawn, then pulls him in close, resting her face near his collarbone, between his neck and shoulder. She sighs. Gently:]

Thank you.

[she thinks over his apology for another moment, feeling a bit of closure for what happened those eighty years ago.]

I'm sure you didn't. And—I trusted you terribly, Ciaphas, you must know. I have ever since.

I've thought of you fondly.

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bythechainsword
2012-06-05 06:36 am UTC (link)

[Embracing her despite the awkwardness inherent to holding a woman with mechanical arms sprouting out of her back, and no hair to affectionately nuzzle in the moment, he gives her a light squeeze.]

The feeling's mutual, for whatever they're worth out of a scoundrel like me.

[He reaches up and lightly strokes her cheek with his thumb, deciding that's a good affectionate gesture in lieu of his usual standbys.]

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cogwheel_zeal
2012-06-05 06:54 am UTC (link)

[she hums thoughtfully, and leans slightly into the stroking, a smile coming back to her face]

You're a dear scoundrel.

[being in a half-naked Cain's embrace emphasizes to her why, exactly, they're here in the first place, and she gives him a couple small kisses before taking the hand stroking her cheek and gently guiding it down towards her chest again]

Come, now; let's get on with it.

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bythechainsword
2012-06-05 07:09 am UTC (link)

[Okay, he can probably find it in him to get back in the mood. And even if he won't admit it, it was nice to be a little honest with her. A little.] Mmmm-hm.

[Like a true gentleman, he will not make a big deal out of anything that follows, even if it's the sort of thing he has thought about with embarrassing frequency. Instead, he offers her a gentle squeeze and the trace of fingers across the fabric as he sets to the task of removing her undergarment. Patiently, tenderly. No rushing, Ciaphas.]

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cogwheel_zeal
2012-06-05 01:26 pm UTC (link)

[she appreciates his efforts to take this slow; she's got a feeling it's not the first time he's thought about it. The man's gone nearly three months without touching a boob, after all—and that's terrible.]

[while he's hard at work, one of her hands slips down his back again and finds his fantastic Commissarly bum, and she squeezes. He's not the only one who's had thoughts before now.]

Ooh, here's something else I remember. Emperor, I've been living under the same roof as one of the best arses in the galaxy—what's taken me this long?

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bythechainsword
2012-06-08 03:37 am UTC (link)

[Cain chuckles, but in a good-natured way, as he presses in closer to her in response to the squeezing. Oh, Felicia, maybe it's better if you try to avoid sexy talk.]

That's my question, too. [He discards her garment and gives her a deep kiss, hands cupping and tracing along her newly-bared skin. It's been long enough that he can't fully remember exactly what sort of touching she liked there, or if she even still likes that anyway. He'll have to try a little of everything until he hears the right responses.]

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