serpentis: (I was all the while clenching)
Dᴏʀɪᴀɴ Pᴀᴠᴜs, ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ ᴅɪsᴀsᴛᴇʀ ([personal profile] serpentis) wrote in [community profile] driftfleet2015-05-08 06:09 pm

006 // spoiler alert

Who: Dorian Pavus
Broadcast: YOU KNOW IT! FLEET WIDE.
Action: Only if you can find him!
When: RIGHT MEOW.

[Dorian is reading from a book with a woman and a man on the gover, clearing his throat and grinning impishly.]

Ah, good afternoon. I thought I might treat you to this book I found. Let's see here...

[He flips through the pages]

“He gives us a sack of tatties of a Friday. And sometimes after kirk he delivers a haggis..." No, that started promising, but that's not it, let's see here...

[He flips through the pages, frowning to himself, occasionally looking slightly scandalized, he gets nearly through the whole book, when FINALLY.]

Ahah! Here we are.

[He clears his throat, and starts in. As he reads, he's a positive ham about it.]

“Savages such as you, such as I.” He kissed her lightly at first, his lips brushing against hers and his hands sliding down her sides.

“Is that what we are, Gavin Macgregor? Savages?” Gavin pulled away from her, sucking her lip softly between his and tasting every inch of the woman he’d loved for his entire life for the first time. He tilted his head to one side. “Ach, you may be more savage than me by twice.”

So close that their breath mixed between them, the walls around the pair seemed to vanish. Kenna slid her hands down Gavin’s arms, her fingers bouncing over every little muscle and tendon. She looked down at his chest, then back into his eyes, lost in the ocean she found.


Words, words, I don't even know half of what this man is saying...here we go...

She closed her eyes and Gavin kissed her along her jaw, behind her ear. Kenna’s skin prickled to life where he kissed, and where the heat from his palms burned through her dress.

[And then he flips the page, and then again. There are only a handful of pages left in the book.]

...that's it? I was hoping for more than just a single kiss!

[He makes a disgusted noise and pitches the book over his shoulder.]
openhands: (and the fever)

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[personal profile] openhands 2015-05-14 12:43 am (UTC)(link)
That's not what I--!

[Disgusted noise alongside some furious blushing. You people are either trying to kill her or get her to kill you. One or the other. Possibly both.]
pirasea: (84)

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[personal profile] pirasea 2015-05-15 12:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, so you didn't want me to skip that part after all?
Edited 2015-05-16 18:45 (UTC)
openhands: (and the fever)

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[personal profile] openhands 2015-05-16 06:50 pm (UTC)(link)
I want you to: Stop. Talking.
pirasea: (59)

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[personal profile] pirasea 2015-05-16 07:51 pm (UTC)(link)
would you prefer i write it out? i can't blame you. i'd want to save that part until i could be alone too.
openhands: (and the room is)

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[personal profile] openhands 2015-05-16 08:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[Why? Why is this happening? Why is this her life?]

No. Stop everything that you're doing!

[What is wrong with everyone here?]
pirasea: (58)

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[personal profile] pirasea 2015-05-16 08:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[She switches back to video looking pleased with herself.]

Oh, don't worry. I'll send it you privately. Later. So you can have it all to yourself.
openhands: (but all the choirs)

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[personal profile] openhands 2015-05-17 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
[With one last hurrah (aka aggravated noise of disgust), Cassandra cuts the feed here. She gives up.]