Thor Odinson (
rebuildyourruins) wrote in
driftfleet2017-12-14 08:17 pm
selvin-9 system mingle
Who: everyone
Broadcast: no
Action: Selvin-9
When: throughout December until mid-January
[It's fluff-planet time, fleeters, and there's plenty to do. Snow time like the present!]
* System info
Broadcast: no
Action: Selvin-9
When: throughout December until mid-January
[It's fluff-planet time, fleeters, and there's plenty to do. Snow time like the present!]
* System info

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[ Shivers ran up and down him, smiling at the faint brush and turning his head to slide his nose along the sharp angle of Fenris' cheek. He breathed him in, the raw, musky smell with just a little bit of sweat. Fenris' natural smell, or so he liked to think, the pull of it going straight to his groin. Slowly he pulled away and turned on the edge of the tub, lowering himself down and turning off the spout. Stream and the smell of salt and roses mixed, engulfing him, reaching up his hand to help the other get in as well. ]
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Once Kirk reaches his hand out, he takes it, slipping into the bath with him. He lets out a happy groan, as he sinks into the water, moving to lean against Kirk. ]
You were right, the salts DO make it a more pleasant bath.
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[ Kirk looped an arm around Fenris, laying his hand loosely against the elf's hip and sinking them both down into the water a fit more. He couldn't see their bodies through the salt and the bubbles, which for some reason made him giggle. God, he was a school boy sometimes. But this was nice. Getting to be in this quiet place, alone with his lover, sharing this intimate thing together. That Fenris was letting them share together. He turned his head, leaning over to brush his lips to Fenris'. ]
I do have good ideas now and then, you see.
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You do. On occasion.
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[ Kirk's eyes softened, drooping into a half-lidded state, lips pulled into a silly sort of smile at the touch. His own fingers brushed along Fenris' hips beneath the water, watching him through his lashes. ]
You look gorgeous like this, you know...
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What? Soaking wet and smelling of roses?
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Relaxed. In my arms. Bright eyes.
[ He touched his chin to the top of Fenris' head, his chest vibrating slightly in a silent rumble of amusement at the other's sudden shyness. ]
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I'm an elf, I always have bright eyes.
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Hah, that's not what I meant. I just meant - you know, like you might be enjoying yourself. You're not so on edge. I'm glad you feel comfortable with me.
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[As relaxed as he gets, anyway. ]
Of course I do. I trust you.
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[ He looked down at him at those words - touched by the admission, that knowledge. He smiled, and leaned his cheek against Fenris' hair. ]
I hope I remain worthy of it.
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I'm sure you will, frustrating as you can be, at times.