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power_vacuum ([info]power_vacuum) wrote in [info]tensor,
@ 2011-03-25 01:20:00

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Entry tags:chase_stein, gert_yorkes, nsfw

Chase
Gert was pacing, and Old Lace was tucked away soundly in her head although she could feel her shifting and stirring. Even with her roommate gone, it would have been irresponsible to let her out. Gert couldn't keep things the emotions from funneling to her currently. Pacing was not something she did regularly. It was typically reserved for very complex homework assignments that required concentration. There could be something relaxing in the movement, but now she was just fidgeting and there was a terrible, horrible knot in her stomach.

Calm, cool and collected were out the window, and Gert was reduced to the sort of person that she didn't like. What the fuck was wrong with her and why couldn't she seem to stop it? Gert stopped and pressed her forehead against the wall, counting under her breath. That wasn't helping, either.

What the shit was going on? How the hell was it that whenever Chase Stein was in her life the whole world seemed to get shaken and strange? And how could she get that to stop?

Did she want it to stop? That thought made her start pacing again, muttering darkly to herself. "Stop it. This is ridiculous. You are not five years old. You can control yourself better than this. Fuck." There was a note of resignation rather than anger in the swear.



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[info]_talkback_
2011-03-26 07:16 am UTC (link)
It was amazing, how she could insult him, compliment him, lecture him and taunt him all at one time. Chase was really starting to like that. "Consider it our little secret," he countered. "I don't show every girl my brains." He snickered about the human growth hormone thing. "No, no, I'm pretty sure it was genetic engineering perform by my parents. My dad especially, you know Victor Franken Stein." God it pissed off his dad to know end when he made that joke and said he was clearly supposed to be the experiment that went awry. That had earned him more than few black eyes. But it was worth it.

How vanilla he was huh? Chase smirked when she said not to start. "There's nothing wrong with vanilla," he reminded her in a teasing. Really, most of the so called kinks just creeped him out. Especially all of the S&M fetishes. Purposely physically hurting people for please was just fucked up beyond belief.

Okay, that was not fair. Chase didn't protest, since hey, she was running her hands all over his torso. In fact, the sound he made when she did it wasn't a protest at all. "When we figure out what to get and where to put it," he told her. "Piercings are a no. I'm not getting extra holes put in to spend all my time wearing spacers so I don rip them out on a good tackle or accidentally wield them to something."

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[info]power_vacuum
2011-03-26 07:39 am UTC (link)
"Your brain is mine alone for the taking, huh? I could be okay with that arrangement although I do think it could be considered a bit of a waste." Then she frowned. "I always forget exactly what sort of creepy mad scientists your parents are probably because I tune out my parents whenever they start in about the next great feat the Steins have managed."

"Wouldn't know when it comes to sex. We're talking body mods here. Not that I'm implying it's necessarily bad in either sense: sex or lack of bodily modifications." Gert didn't pretend to understand other people's preferences, but she wasn't interested in trying most of them, especially the ones that were accompanied with physical pain. Her power could be triggered pain, which was not the sort of situation anyone wanted to be in.

Gert was too busy concentrating on checking for tattoos to catch his reaction. "Do you have any general ideas? They do hurt a bit. It depends on where you get it. Usually the level of pain isn't bad. When I got my seraphs, it was actually relaxing enough that I fell asleep."

"I forgot about you and your crazy sports. It probably wouldn't be a good idea to get anything ripped off or welded to your flesh." Gert's hands traced back around to his stomach while she was talking without her noticing.

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[info]_talkback_
2011-03-26 07:58 am UTC (link)
"Well, it's not like I'm using it all that much," he teased. As for his parents, Chase just shrugged. "They make some cool stuff." He just didn't want to know what a lot of it was for. Or more didn't want to talk about it right now.

Especially because his was very distracted by Gert running her hands all over his body in some sort of evil subconscious plot to driving him insane. Also, like he could think rationally (or at all) when she was groping him.

"Gert," he began, then just decided to skip the explanation and just kiss her again. Probably a bit more hungrily and demanding than he intended, but see groping him for the last few minutes.

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[info]power_vacuum
2011-03-26 08:23 am UTC (link)
"I still vote you use it more. It's fun when it comes out to play." Gert had been picking up the pattern for a while now. Something in their conversation would lead to them talking about his parents, and then the topic would be dropped. Not in overly obvious ways, but it always seemed to happen.

Gert was actually used to moving her hands while she talked. It typically did not involve running them over the skin of a guy, but it was just a habit she had. She was not intentionally trying to tease him.

When he kissed her, her hands tensed slightly on his sides and then she whimpered a bit. Eyes closed she let herself fall into this kiss more than she had the others, brushing her lower lip purposefully over his so she could drag the metal over it.

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[info]_talkback_
2011-03-26 08:48 am UTC (link)
"Maybe for you. A bit more." Chase didn't want to talk about his parents. It was that simple. Them as a topic of conversation was the biggest mood killer ever. Hopefully, she'd learn to just drop it, right?

It didn't matter if she was doing it on purpose or not. She was running her little, soft, warm hands all over his chest and back and stomach, under his shirt, which was just an even bigger tease. He was 18 and male. Everything made him horny as it was without help.

Okay, that was so not helping him not get even more riled up. The feel of cool metal across his lip made Chase groan and draw her closer. He pulled back enough to trace his tongue over the snakebites, shuddering at the sensation.

Yeah, piercings rocked. At least on her they did.

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[info]power_vacuum
2011-03-26 09:19 am UTC (link)
"If I reward you? Like Scooby Snacks or something?" She was grinning although she was not going to let the issue of her parents go. Not completely. Gert could be patient, and she was collecting evidence anyway just to make sure that it wasn't just her reading more into things than she should be.

At the moment, though, she wasn't really thinking about that too much because Chase was kissing her and her hands were under his shirt. This was a decidedly unexpected occurrence for her. Gert was definitely not complaining, though.

She shifted her hips against him and that was either some tool in his pocket or his penis. She was voting for penis especially considering their current activities. Gert wasn't a prude despite what most people on campus probably thought. It was true that she didn't have a lot of practice, but she wasn't clueless.

Gert pulled away slightly so she could catch her breath and just look at him for a minute. Untangling her hands from where they had gotten caught in the him of his shirt, she gently closed his eyelids before planting a soft kiss on each of them being careful of the metal. Then she went back to his lips, one hand in his hair and the other one cupping his face.

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