First Impressions
Characters: Torn (sandpaperbreath), Ashelin (nottheaveragekg)
Location: Deck 11, Room 2469
Date: Today. After this.
Rating: PG13 I guess.
( In which silver clashes with steel. )
Location: Deck 11, Room 2469
Date: Today. After this.
Rating: PG13 I guess.
( In which silver clashes with steel. )
He's there within four seconds and with him comes The Look.
Really, he's not actually angry with her anymore. He never was. But...oh, he'll play it up for shits and giggles.
"Look what the allicat dragged in."
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Mar, she hopes that didn't happen. Oh fuck, if it did.
She cocks an eyebrow at him, "You told me to come, remember, or did you forget?" She can be pissed at him, too. Just you watch.
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He's in drill sergeant mode, dear Christ.
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"What the hell are you doing?!" Besides making her mad. Not that she doesn't like that kind of attention. She just can't let him know.
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"Y'don't think much before you speak, do ya, princess?"
He
Is
Asking
For it.
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Torn, stop while you're ahead.
She rests a hand against his chest, before holding him to the door, "You had something else to say, right? Something else you didn't already decide to spout off with your damn mouth, I assume. If you're only interested in mouthing off to me, I'll pass."
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He's considering backing off...
But he'll try his luck with one more comment and see what she does.
There's just something wonderful in her eyes when she's mad at him. When he's pushing her and she doesn't know what to do to with him. For years, they've teased one another, as partners and friends. Honestly, neither are too good at taking a joke, so sometimes there were grudges. Sometimes, they had to get the other one back.
It was still different than it is now. The realm is wider, and now instead of storming off to pout, or jumping into an ass-kicking that's almost always ends in a draw, they can put that frustration into some mutual pleasure.
The last few times have been great...
"Do you even listen when you talk anymore? Do you know what you sound like?"
He takes her hand by the wrist.
"Lady, first thing we need to fix is that attitude problem a'yours."
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Something feels a little different about it all since he's told her he loves her. Redd made him say it, right? It rubs her in a way that she's not sure she wants to be rubbed. She's still using the same excuse. In Haven this. In Haven that.
The ship isn't Haven.
Jak's implied that it's probably not a bad thing for her to be happy. Phoenix has pushed her to that level where she's had to admit on more than one occasion she's specifically hidden her feelings. She doesn't want people getting into her like that. Is it scary? A little.
"Do you even listen when you talk anymore? Do you know what you sound like?"Those set off alarms in her head. Red flags everywhere, like the Metal Heads have breached Haven City walls. She instantly jerks back once at the contact. ( ... )
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What did he say that set her off? Maybe its him who should hold his tongue.
Instead, he jerks her back, this time taking her around the waist, the weight of her pinning him to the door.
"Oh yeah, you lil' miss perfect, then?"
She is. Oh, she is.
The smirk softens to an honest smile; lookit, Ashe, he's just playing.
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Problem is, there are some people who shatter that, and it ticks her off. Isn't that her fault?
"That's right." A sharp inhale. The audacity of the man. Tugging on her like this. It makes it very hard to remember she's angry.
It's even worse when he gives her that genuine smile, "You're such an asshole." But she loves that about him, and remembers that when she lifts a hand to sling over his shoulder. The other uncertainly rests at his hip. What else is he hiding?
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Is he an asshole for taking this route? For pushing her when all he really needed to do is hold her and they could be just like this? Yeah, probably. But that's how he knows how to do things. And it works out, y'know, in the end.
Because, even if he's an asshole, he still gets to lean forward and smell her hair. Nuzzle her cheek. Squeeze her ass.
Yeah. Definitely an asshole.
She gets an ugly chuckle.
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Sweet nothings do not come often from Ashelin's plush lips.
She can handle him being rough with her a lot better than she can handle him trying to be sly. She'd normally fight him off, right? Or would she? She's not sure what normal is for her anymore.
"I thought you wanted to lecture me," she murmurs into his ear, resting her lips at the lobe. It's just a resting place. She won't bite him. Yet.
Thinking back to the last few days, she wonders what kinds of things really get to him between the sheets, against the walls, in the bathroom. Doesn't matter where. What are the things that he likes? She's never thought about it too much before. She's usually just grabbed and taken. But she's beginning to care about what he wants.
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