driftfleet | text & action

Entry tags:

text & action

Who: Leilani and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: On the planet or Blue Fish
When: Throughout the month

TEXT

Is there anyone on the fleet with experience fighting with one hand?

A friend requires a little help.

[ The most obvious 'asking for a friend' line there has ever been, surely. ]

IN THE HOUSING AREA & SUPERMARKET.

[ For a girl that grew up in a clan where 'houses' were travelling Aravel, seeing a modern human house is almost a novel experience. It doesn't take her too long to go out of her way to pick one out, busting the lock and roaming around as she explores all the amenities. It's not a particularly big house, but it doesn't need to be when it's just her and maybe Dorian and a few others - she has some ideas - and she takes the chance to relax, to breathe, to calm down after waking back up with the loss of her arm.

If she spots anyone else milling around the neighbourhood she'll be quick to go out of her way to talk to them, ignoring the fact that she very clearly had an arm the last time people saw her and very obviously does not have one now. She'll also make her way to the supermarket and grab as much fruit as possible, sometimes even sitting in the middle of an aisle to eat some of it. It's been long enough that she doesn't really care about the impression she's making, because the fruit is far more important.

Of course, each morning you can see her busting open the lock to 'her' house again, because she's claimed it for now. If she had a big flag to slam down in the middle of it she would. There's definitely a few nights where she camps out in the supermarket to see what's going on, only to be shocked by the sudden refresh of food, frowning as she tries to figure out if there's some kind of magical reasoning behind it. ]

AMUSEMENT PARK.

[ The amusement park is what really enchants Leilani; she's never seen anything like it before and all the wild rides and exciting thrills make her appear more like a child than a woman in her mid-twenties. While she's not a particularly huge fan of the rollercoasters that leave her hanging upside down - she's been in the hand of a giant before, actually, which isn't particularly fun - she adores the rollercoasters and the quick drops, and is happy to run around and go on any rides with anyone, should she be asked.

When it comes to the games for stuffed toys... She's just on the side of being a little too honest to outright steal them, especially since she's trying to win them for someone, so she's entirely focussed on the ring toss game to try and earn her prize. It's a little bit of an awkward situation with one arm, but she does her best, tilting her head and almost squinting to make aim; half the time she's still terrible and misses, but she's doing her best and that's what counts.

If you're very lucky, you might catch her chasing after a moustached man while trying to cajole him into going on another ride with her, much to his reluctant agreement. ]

CLOSED TO JUSTICE.

[ One of the more novel things about having a house is being able to share it with someone; there's a certain shyness that comes hand in hand with sharing your space with someone who hasn't seen you half dead or shared a room with you for a handful of months. Leilani had no issues inviting Justice to stay with her, but there's something unspoken hanging between them now. They spend time together, they're intimate, they had certainly done things that cross the line between friend and more, but they've never really spoken about it.

She can remember Riona's quiet conversation about what it means to be that kind of person for and with Justice and she doesn't want to take it somewhere that neither of them are ready for, or to push for something that he's not agreeable to.

Evenings together are a wonderful novelty, and Leilani takes the opportunity to settle down in the room she'd claimed for herself, bringing Justice with her. There's an urge, she thinks, to ignore the conversation hanging between them and just kiss him again - and she does, a number of times, because she's definitely not going to get bored of kissing him - but she has to pull back, too, reaching for his hands and squeezing them gently.

Maybe saying 'we need to talk' won't be as ominous to a spirit? ]

Justice. [ Dorian would laugh in her face if he could see her. ] I think we should talk about some things.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

I do not remember my whole life, but as far as I know, I only began developing relationships with mortals of any depth when I joined the Wardens. Therefore, I would not consider myself an expert. [Yes, he thinks she’s the asking about generic relationships rather than romantic relationships, because he’s just that dense.

He still doesn’t really know what she means by ‘robbing’ him, but he knows he doesn’t really get all the social stuff wrapped up in mortal sexuality.] I do not believe I would regret having sex with you. Even if I decided I did not enjoy sex and did not wish to repeat the experience, I believe I would still be glad for having done it. I trust you to understand my limitations, and I confess some curiosity.

But if you do not wish for it, then I do not want you to feel that you must sate my curiosity regardless.

To be honest with you, it's difficult to be an expert. Every relationship you have with someone is going to be different, so it's hard to say that you're an expert. I wouldn't worry about that. [ Not that she thinks he was really worrying or anything, but there's a familiar urge to put him at ease that fumbles forward before she can do anything to calm or smother it.

It doesn't stop her going a little pink as he keeps going and, yes, Justice is something ridiculously honest. How could she have forgotten? It's nice in some ways, to hear exactly what he thinks without censor, but... She's still blushing. ] You say that now, but how much experience with sex do you actually have? It's more than just - [ This is. Terrible for her, but she knows just how important it is. ] - it's a very deep, emotional thing to share with someone sometimes. I just needed to make sure you were aware of that before we went any further.

[ Her lips turn up, gently, into a smile, and she kisses his fingers. ]

I'd be happy to explore your curiosity, but I'd like to know what you wanted from it. Did you want to do it once, to see if you enjoyed it? Or do it more than that? I don't mind either way, but it begs the question of sharing or not.

[She’s pink, which he’s told is meant to be a sign that he might have said something wrong. But she’s still talking, so he chooses not to worry about it. Besides, Justice thinks he likes the look on her, as much as he likes any look on anyone.] As far as I remember, my only experience with sex has been as a witness. Mortals think and dream of it a lot. [A lot.]

I do not know how emotional it would be for me. Spirits do not sexually reproduce, and I have no instinct to seek out sexually intimate contact as most mortals do. I am honestly unsure if I would react to it the way that you do.

That is why I am curious. I do not know if I would enjoy it, but I do not know that I would not enjoy it. I would like to know what it is that makes mortals so obsessed. I would be able to tell you afterwards more surely if I wished to do it again with any frequency. What do you mean by sharing?

[ Leilani isn't embarrassed by her own nervousness, at least. It's more that she's not used to talking so frankly about relationships like this; with her and Solas it had been gentle and teasing, not quite as in your face and clear cut. Perhaps that had been part of the problem, however; he had never really told her the entire truth and she had never realised that he had been withholding things from her. It had made for a dangerous relationship in the end. ] Well, watching isn't the same as doing, I promise you that.

[ The honesty is welcome, and Leilani nods along with his words. It's a fair enough point; how can he know he enjoys something he has never experienced? It might well be that he stumbles into bed with her and decides that sex isn't his thing - which is fine, she'd have no issue with that. He might even decide that it's sex with women that he doesn't enjoy, in which case she might see if her dearest friend was interested in something a little educational. Only if they both wanted it, of course. ]

I have no problems with it only being once if you decide you don't like it. [ Gently, she brushes her fingers against his, more of an idle movement than anything else. ] And by sharing I mean being intimate with other people while the two of us are intimate, or deciding we'd only like to do that with each other.

[This is why he's comfortable experimenting with Leilani. She understands what he is, and she accepts what that means. As far as he remembers, he has had zero interest in sex up until now, but he doesn't know if it's an appetite he can develop, as he has developed for affection and friendship, or if it's one that is forever too mortal for him to care about, like eating. It is possible that he will enjoy it and wish to do it with her more often, or he may decide that he finds the experience weird at best and not want anything to do with it again.

Although something she says makes him cock his head.] I was under the impression that only mortals in a romantic relationship are sexually exclusive.

[He was under the impression that non-exclusive was supposed to be the assumption here. Or is exclusive supposed to be the assumption whenever someone starts kissing someone else? If that's the case, then Justice needs to readjust his definition of infidelity.]

[ If there was going to be someone to explain the complex nature of human relationships to Justice, Leilani is quite glad that she's the one to do it. She's had experience of one at least and she's witnessed enough different kinds that she might be able to manage to explain what she knows to him without getting her words to mixed up and muddled. Of course... He manages to go and ask the more difficult questions each and every time.

She signed up for this, so she can't complain. ] That can depend on the people in the relationship. Some couples might want a mutually exclusive relationship while others might not mind sharing their partners with other people as long as there's some kind of agreement there. Other people might want a sexual relationship but not a romantic one. It all comes down to what the couple both agree on.

[ And if they don't agree on it, well, that's when there's something wrong. Leilani knows she could never accept infidelity herself; thankfully she had never been in the position to have to struggle through it. The only reason she had been happy to tangle herself up with Rowan and Zevran the once was because they'd both agreed. ]

Do you want an exclusive relationship? Or shall we focus on seeing if you even enjoy sex first?

You have an instinct to desire sex in the way that I do not. It seems unfair to ask that you sacrifice those needs when I do not have them, especially if I do not know whether I would have any inclination to satisfy you myself.

I do not require exclusivity from you. Would you like an exclusive relationship?

[Justice doesn't see it as a great hardship if she does, but he would find it confusing, since he's under the impression that exclusivity implies a relationship they don't have.

Perhaps he'll change his mind later. After all, he's going into this knowing that he doesn't really know what he's doing. But for now, he doesn't see himself needing more than what he has stated.]

I don’t know.

[ It’s the honest answer. There’s no way for her to admit that she’s completely done with Solas; that’s a weight that’s never going to go away or disappear. The issue is, of course, that he abandoned her and hid the truth from her. It’s a struggle to rationalise the depth of her emotions - her love, the affection, even the anger - when she knows all the things he plans to do.

She has to be truthful with him, since he’s been so good to her. There hasn’t been a moment where she’d considered lying to him, at least, and when she speaks it comes after taking a deep breath. ]

If you end up not enjoying sex then we could still kiss each other, if you’re enjoying that. I’m not expecting you to decide that you want to spend the rest of your time here with me alone, but... If you do decide that a sexual relationship might be something you’d like then I’d be happy to be your partner.

[ She’s talking too much, isn’t she? Ugh. ]

There’s no one else that I’m interested in, so fairness doesn’t come into it. All it means is that if you want to sleep with someone you come to me and vice verse - no promises for anything more and no pressure to expect something else.

Edited 2018-03-17 23:30 (UTC)

I enjoy kissing you, and I enjoy touching you. I do not see that going away even if I do not enjoy sex.

[Justice appreciates her honesty and frankness. This is comfortable for him--calmly discussing the details of something with someone who is willing to calmly discuss back. He'd begun getting the impression that mortals were incapable of discussing sex without falling on a fainting couch.

Justice reaches out with one hand, cupping her face and running his thumb against her cheek just because he wants to. It's nice to feel so comfortable with physicality.]

If you do not know your mind, I would rather be cautious with your feelings. Would you prefer it if we informed one another before having sex with someone else? [He doubts it will be much of an issue, but he knows that he doesn't really get sexual relationships and he would rather err towards being sensitive to her feelings. Though it may be a moot point, if he doesn't enjoy sex at all.]

There's no reason we can't keep doing that if we both enjoy it.

[ Sitting down and actually talking about a relationship isn't something Leilani is used to either; what she shared with Solas had been intense, yes, but their time alone had been limited thanks to her position as Inquisitor. She doesn't carry that here, so she can spend time sitting and talking about what they're going to be sharing.

It's far too easy to breathe out and lean into the touch, her eyes closing just for a moment. ]

Not necessarily. If we agree that other sexual relationships are okay then I don't need to know - whoever you sleep with is your business. [ She smiles, shrugging a shoulder. ] Unless you wanted to talk about it for some reason. I'm not going to be a jealous lover, Justice. I'm more interested in your happiness.

And I am interested in your happiness. If you wish me to share who I may have sex with, then I shall, and if you do not wish it, then I shall not. I doubt it will be an issue, however, since only Rowan has expressed interest in me and he is in a relationship.

[He wraps an arm around her and pulls her close, wanting more close contact while they calmly discuss intimacy.]

But perhaps this is a premature conversation to have, when I do not even know if I will wish to have sex more than once.

I think you're underestimating just how many people think you're handsome, Justice. Maybe they think you're not interested - but if you wanted to share it with more people then I'm certain there would be others. If it does happen then you should feel comfortable telling me whatever you'd like.

[ The idea of Justice sleeping with other people... There is a part of her that feels a little jealous, but it's not an overpowering feeling. For the moment Justice is hers, especially when he draws her close like this, and she knows it's because she's the first person to do this with him. They're sharing a moment and it makes her a touch possessive, but it'll pass. ]

Then we should work out if you enjoy it, shouldn't we?

[Justice hums in thought. Maybe if he enjoys this experience, he will put effort into seeking out more people who may wish to do this with him.

But for now... he's not the best at reading social cues, but that sounds a lot like an invitation. The corners of his mouth soften in something that's basically his version of a smile before he lowers his head and presses their lips together, casually sliding his hand up her jaw and along her earlobe.]

[ A part of her thinks that she ought to be surprised by the sudden turn, but she had been inviting him - and she encourages it, too, with a soft noise...

Oh, he's definitely been paying attention, and Leilani tilts her head up as she leans into his kiss, her single arm wrapping around his neck. He's warm and solid against her and it's impossible not to move so that she's practically in his lap. ]

[He likes it when she's close like this. It's not the first time she's sat in his lap, and it's not the first time he's gotten handsy with her, but something in him still warms up and hums in pleasure with the closeness. He parts their kiss only to kiss her jaw, then her ear, mouthing the shell as he moves his hands down to undo the buttons of her blouse.

This is still familiar. This, he's done before, but there's still a buzz of anticipation this time, even excitement.]

[ If this had been the first time she might have been a little more hesitant, but they've spend hours curled up together now; Leilani can remember the night she was hideously drunk from what she had seen on the Goldstone, Justice holding her in his arms and helping put the pieces of her back together.

Her hand trails down his chest gently, only stopping when his mouth touches the shell of her ear. Imagine if she hadn't let him know just how sensitive she was... Fumbling a little, she leans back and lifts her one hand to her shirt to help him get it off. ]

[She shudders against his mouth, and it almost feels like cheating to go straight for her ears, but Justice is of the opinion that there's no such thing as cheating when it comes to arousing a willing partner.

He feels her interest piquing, the heat that rises under her skin, and he shares it, so sensitive that he feels her sensations as though they were his own.

Justice pulls her shirt off, hand sliding up to rub her ear and give it attention as he moves to take her breast into his mouth, scraping his teeth against her nipple before flicking his tongue against it.]

[ Straight to the point; she has no complaints, especially with her shirt off and gone. A part of her regrets the fact that she waited until her arm had been taken from her to indulge in this - it would be easier to have to hands to balance herself in his lap. Given the nature of it, though, she can't really find anything to complain about.

Her one hand lifts to hold on to him, tilting her head back; as soon as his mouth touches her skin she shivers, biting her lip to try and smother the sounds she's practically desperate to make. ]

Your shirt too.

[He nods, not moving his mouth from tonguing her breast as he unbuttoned his shirt with one hand, pulling it only half off before settling his palm on her skin again.]

Do not muffle yourself.

[He murmurs it on her skin, letting the cold air hit her nipple as he moves on to the other. He likes it when she makes noise. With his free hand, he begins to tug at her waistband, pulling her pants down as well as he can with one hand while she sits on his lap.]

[ Leilani adjusts her weight, doing what she can to help him take his shirt off before he speaks and she huffs out a little laugh. ]

Will you do me the same honour, then?

[ The brush of cold has her shivering, the sound of a quick, drawn in breath soon followed by a quiet hum of pleasure. It's when his hand moves down to her trousers that she shifts and wiggles away, moving back so she can lie against the bed, shifting to help push the fabric down and off. ]

Of course.

[It wouldn't occur to him to muffle himself. He's learned no shame, no need to hide sex. Besides, there's no one in the house to be bothered by the noise, except perhaps Loyalty.

He misses her weight on his lap, but it's worth it when he helps her strip off her pants. There's nothing surprising under her clothes, but there's still some appeal to her stripping specifically for his benefit, he finds.

As soon as her pants are off, he crawls over her to bow his head and kiss her stomach, curiously running his fingers down all the bare skin he hasn't been allowed to touch until now.

He skims his hands over the swell of her hips, the curves of her thighs, the muscle of her calves. Warm, pale skin, a cornucopia of new experiences. Then his hand slips between her legs, cupping her over her underwear, tracing the contours of her sex through the fabric.]

[ There's a short period of time where she feels a little awkward and uncertain; her shirt is gone, her trousers are off, and she's bared completely to him. She knows her arm isn't attractive. It had literally been ripped away from her and even the reminder of it makes her feel on edge, as if she has to try and angle herself, somehow, to hide the awkward loss from the elbow down, as if she can disguise it at all when Justice is so close and near.

Of course Leilani knows that he doesn't care - she can see it when he moves straight over to her, leaning down to kiss her skin, fingers exploring the length of her body without pause. She breathes out sharply, lifting her one hand to touch his head, to brush through his hair gently.

Each exploration is lovely, she thinks. Fingers against her thighs, her legs, exploring the muscle made through weeks and months of travel and climbing and work. When it moves to the warmth between her thighs Leilani breathes out a soft sound, pleased and flushed, leaning back and opening her legs just a little, giving him the freedom to touch and explore. ]

[Justice has seen many bodies. It's simply part of being a spirit--seeing dreams, seeing thoughts, knowing mortals more intimately than they do in many ways. Injury, deformity, modification--he's seen it all before, and it's not something he finds particularly attractive or unattractive. It simply is. It's evidence of a life led.

He likes it when she makes that little noise and touches his hair. He hums as she parts her legs, sliding his fingers up and down the cloth as it warms and dampens. His touch remains curious, open and exploratory.

He pauses only to hook his fingers on her underwear, pulling it down over her legs.

[ He hasn't protested her fingers brushing through his hair so she keeps doing it, letting the gentle motions soothe her. There is an edge of nerves about it - sleeping with anyone for the first time is an exciting and thrilling experience, even without the knowledge that you could be the factor that decides whether or not someone likes sex. Leilani wants to do well by him, wants to please him, to give him something good, at it settles around her like a soft, downy weight.

Slowly, her hips move with him, pressing down against his fingers with a sharp, breathless noise. It's only when his fingers hook into her underwear that she stops, pausing to life her hips even as she reaches out to put her hand over his quickly. ]

You're still comfortable?

[When her hands jerk over his, he stops immediately, wondering if she's going to put an end to their activities again. Did he do something wrong?]

I am if you are.

[Justice leans his cheek against her hip, staring up at her lovely purple eyes.] I would tell you if I were not. I am not known to keep my thoughts to myself.

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

Should probably slap a NSFW warning on here

aww yeah

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject