tourist mingle (visitors welcome)

[universal_charm]

Who: The Folk of the Tourist + All You Funky People
Broadcast: No
Action: The Tourist
When: March 2019

<sub>[ Welcome home everyone! The Tourist is still her tiny, lovely maze-like self. The slugs are still alive and the coffee maker is still ornery, though working, and everything looks to be in place. Though their roster has changed. Their resident Russian has taken flight to another ship, but they've gained another red head in his place and a new first mate with pointy ears. So it all works out.

Let's try and get back to business as usual shall we? ]</sub>

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[universal_charm]

"You need to stop that, thinking of yourself as a disturbance. You're not," Kirk insisted, shivering as his other foot was worked on, practically melting into his side of the viewing port.

But he didn't let it last. He kept his hold of Kurt's tail, shifting and moving along the seat, taking his foot from Kurt's grip and twisting himself so that he could lay his head in Kurt's lap instead. He closed his eyes then, content with his new spot, the cool of the window and the warmth of Kurt in pleasant contrast to each other.

"You make for a very fine pillow though."

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[ecclesiophobic]

"Because I work very hard to not be," is his quiet retort, though there's little passion to it. He could have been pointing out the color of a flower; further illustrated in the surprised blinking when Jim pulls his foot away.

For a moment he wonders if they're about to have an argument, and then Jim begins to squirm around. Once he realizes what the man's doing, his expression turns from surprise to naked tenderness. Kurt watches him settle in, something near his heart twinging when he realizes the whole time Jim had neither let go of his tail nor been careless with it.

Kurt draws in a slow breath through his nose, hoping to stifle the stinging sensation without giving himself away by sniffling. Once Jim's settled he reaches to card his thick fingers through the man's hair, his touch as delicate as though the man were made of spun cotton candy. "..I've been told that before," he answers softly, a smile playing at his lips.

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[universal_charm]

He hummed at the touch of Kurt's fingers in his hair, the stroking that made his skin tingle and his muscles loosen and relax. His hand continued its gentle playing with Kurt's tail, his breathing evened out as he lay with him in a comfortable silence. After a time he reached up and took one of Kurt's hands, bringing it down to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to the palm and along his fingers. The other hand lay across his stomach, still entwined with the other's tail.

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[ecclesiophobic]

Kurt makes a soft sound when Jim reaches for his hand, having honestly believed his lover had fallen asleep. The soft press of lips against his palm and fingers make the latter curl slightly, a small shiver running up his spine.

Taking great care not to jostle the other man, Kurt leans down to press his own kiss against Jim's temple. For a moment he stays like that, drawing in a slow breath that smells like Jim's shampoo.

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[universal_charm]

He stays still like that, just letting Kurt breath him in, breathing him in in turn, the fluttering of his breath against his skin. Slowly his eyes opened, looking up at Kurt's. He tilted his head just enough to brush their lips, and then again. His hand left Kurt's to brush up along the arch of his cheek, a gentle exploration as he smiled up at him in a lazy, tired, but content way.