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icarusalsoflew) wrote2013-12-24 01:52 pm
icarusalsoflew) wrote2013-12-24 01:52 pm
003. and in every raindrop... // open post.
Take a prompt, take some time, drop in as you like. If you're from Eudio, though, mosey on down here.
Take a prompt, take some time, drop in as you like. If you're from Eudio, though, mosey on down here.
[ And normally, you'd get a response to something like that. Apologies, love: he's a little busy...
Just a little.
Yep.
No need to worry about him at all, even after about two more hours pass and there's no update from his end.
The rain's pretty hard tonight. ]
Just a little.
Yep.
No need to worry about him at all, even after about two more hours pass and there's no update from his end.
The rain's pretty hard tonight. ]
[ His people check in on him at half past seven, but he waves them off with a thank you for the invite saying that you'll be dropping in with dinner and they leave him with goodnights and good lucks for the incoming engagement.
He's frowning when you don't check in by eight. He gets worried after another thirty minutes in and is about to ring you up, but that's when Luis Ampil, the Sin-Eater heading the PR Department, chooses that time to pop in and drag him down for a smoke ( "Josh. Come on. Sige na, man. We'll just be in the Garden, you'll be able to see the Blade King come in from there." )
He'll settle back in his office a little before nine, and check his phone which he'd left by accident on his desk.
Where the hell are you?? ]
He's frowning when you don't check in by eight. He gets worried after another thirty minutes in and is about to ring you up, but that's when Luis Ampil, the Sin-Eater heading the PR Department, chooses that time to pop in and drag him down for a smoke ( "Josh. Come on. Sige na, man. We'll just be in the Garden, you'll be able to see the Blade King come in from there." )
He'll settle back in his office a little before nine, and check his phone which he'd left by accident on his desk.
Where the hell are you?? ]
Edited 2015-01-25 11:14 (UTC)
[ Why, en-route to you about ten minutes from that moment, which is likely the time that you decided to cave and attempt to call him.
Zipping up the stairs because an elevator's got nothing on how fast your fiance can move on his own two feet. He doesn't even knock when he gets to the door to your office. No need for formalities now, especially since he he now has Urgent Business with you.
He's completely drenched, by the way. And why is he dressed like he went on an engagement? ]
Hi.
[ Marching over to you now. ]
Zipping up the stairs because an elevator's got nothing on how fast your fiance can move on his own two feet. He doesn't even knock when he gets to the door to your office. No need for formalities now, especially since he he now has Urgent Business with you.
He's completely drenched, by the way. And why is he dressed like he went on an engagement? ]
Hi.
[ Marching over to you now. ]
[ You bet he was just about to call, because the moment you barge in, he had just brought up your number via speed dial and was right about to click 'call' when he spins at the sound of that door.
No, he doesn't even register that greeting because he spots the black of your armor, the fact that you're drenched and what the hell in all of the Fifth World-- ]
No, he doesn't even register that greeting because he spots the black of your armor, the fact that you're drenched and what the hell in all of the Fifth World-- ]
[ Hold on, explanations will follow AFTER he checks something --
He just needs to make sure it'll fit --
-- yes. Yes, that's a ring he's bringing out from one of the inner pockets of his armor. Once you're within reach, he's snagging your hand and with a look that is a perfect blend of focus, hope, and barely restrained worry, he's slipping that ring on your finger. It'll feel surprisingly light and cool against your skin: the lights in your office might catch in the tiny little blue stones that are embedded into the metalwork and against the engravings, ones that look like circuitry.
You're welcome to note all of that down later, because now you'll get this: your boy in that perfect moment where he's realizing that all of his hard work down in the Underworld and in the family smithy of the Mordechai home paid off, followed by the pure, unadulterated joy of success. ]
Yatta!
[ Y e p. This made him so happy, he slipped into Japanese. He also ended up doing a little fistpump.
Yep. ]
He just needs to make sure it'll fit --
-- yes. Yes, that's a ring he's bringing out from one of the inner pockets of his armor. Once you're within reach, he's snagging your hand and with a look that is a perfect blend of focus, hope, and barely restrained worry, he's slipping that ring on your finger. It'll feel surprisingly light and cool against your skin: the lights in your office might catch in the tiny little blue stones that are embedded into the metalwork and against the engravings, ones that look like circuitry.
You're welcome to note all of that down later, because now you'll get this: your boy in that perfect moment where he's realizing that all of his hard work down in the Underworld and in the family smithy of the Mordechai home paid off, followed by the pure, unadulterated joy of success. ]
Yatta!
[ Y e p. This made him so happy, he slipped into Japanese. He also ended up doing a little fistpump.
Yep. ]
[ ...H-how.
Maybe he'll apologize later, how his attention turns not to the ring you've worked so terribly hard on in the last couple of hours, but towards the way you look right now: dressed as if from an engagement, drenched from the downpour outside, and so utterly, impossibly, unbelievably young and--
--adorable.
Forgive your boyfr-- fiancee. Fiancee, now. You accepted his proposal last night.
But yes, forgive him for staring at you and having no other reaction but he way he's blinking at how you look. He's honestly wrestling back the impulse to just kiss you.
( Though that's not really that bad an idea, right? ) ]
Maybe he'll apologize later, how his attention turns not to the ring you've worked so terribly hard on in the last couple of hours, but towards the way you look right now: dressed as if from an engagement, drenched from the downpour outside, and so utterly, impossibly, unbelievably young and--
--adorable.
Forgive your boyfr-- fiancee. Fiancee, now. You accepted his proposal last night.
But yes, forgive him for staring at you and having no other reaction but he way he's blinking at how you look. He's honestly wrestling back the impulse to just kiss you.
( Though that's not really that bad an idea, right? ) ]
[ Is he positively glowing right now?
Yes. He also doesn't seem to notice the way he looks, or how he's dripping all over your floor. ]
Sorry I took so long.
[ Hee. =w= ]
Yes. He also doesn't seem to notice the way he looks, or how he's dripping all over your floor. ]
Sorry I took so long.
[ Hee. =w= ]
[ The floors can be cleaned and dried off. There are mops and cleaning tools for a reason. ]
You're drenched. [ Yes, stating the obvious much, though you probably don't notice. ] Jesus, Hikaru. Did you walk here?
[ Is he fussing all over you? Is he brushing the wet hair out of your eyes? You bet.
He has towels somewhere here. And a spare shirt. He usually leaves a change of clothes in the office these days. ]
You're drenched. [ Yes, stating the obvious much, though you probably don't notice. ] Jesus, Hikaru. Did you walk here?
[ Is he fussing all over you? Is he brushing the wet hair out of your eyes? You bet.
He has towels somewhere here. And a spare shirt. He usually leaves a change of clothes in the office these days. ]
[ Oh, right.
Oops. ]
Not really.
[ At least he's not lying to you --
-- wait. Um. ]
Do... do you like it?
[ Is that apprehension in your future husband's voice?
Yes. Yes, it is. ]
Oops. ]
Not really.
[ At least he's not lying to you --
-- wait. Um. ]
Do... do you like it?
[ Is that apprehension in your future husband's voice?
Yes. Yes, it is. ]
[ God. How are you real.
Those are his hands framing your face now as he steps into your space. Those are his lips covering yours as he runs his fingers through your wet hair. And yes, after that he's looking down at the ring that fits perfectly on his own finger and finally noting the intricate engravings reminiscent of circuits, the particular metal that makes up the mask you'd made for him to commemorate his initiation to your conspiracy, and the blue stones whose color has looked him back in the mirror on occasion. ]
I love it. [ He says that so softly, awe seeping into his voice. You make things for the people you care about. It's a thing you do. And now, you made this.
It kind of makes last night -- proposal, the dance, and everything after -- more real.
Yeah, he's going to kiss you again. ] I love you so much. It's beautiful.
[ A soft chuckle now, right before the smile on his lips turn teasing. ] So I guess we're going to either order in or eat out, huh?
Those are his hands framing your face now as he steps into your space. Those are his lips covering yours as he runs his fingers through your wet hair. And yes, after that he's looking down at the ring that fits perfectly on his own finger and finally noting the intricate engravings reminiscent of circuits, the particular metal that makes up the mask you'd made for him to commemorate his initiation to your conspiracy, and the blue stones whose color has looked him back in the mirror on occasion. ]
I love it. [ He says that so softly, awe seeping into his voice. You make things for the people you care about. It's a thing you do. And now, you made this.
It kind of makes last night -- proposal, the dance, and everything after -- more real.
Yeah, he's going to kiss you again. ] I love you so much. It's beautiful.
[ A soft chuckle now, right before the smile on his lips turn teasing. ] So I guess we're going to either order in or eat out, huh?
[ That goes ways towards putting him at ease. He responds to your kiss in kind, and smiles right back at you. ]
I guess so.
[ You're the sum total of his world now, Joshua LaRue. You know that, right? ]
I guess so.
[ You're the sum total of his world now, Joshua LaRue. You know that, right? ]
Why don't we get you changed? [ Saying that gently as he keeps you close. You'll find yourself reflected in his eyes, in the smile he sends your way. ] Don't want you catching a cold.
[ His other hand has caught yours, and his thumb is moving over the ring he put there last night.
( Was it really just last night? ) ]
I can order in food for us, and we can wait out the rain.
[ And hopefully, you will let him fuss over you a littlw bit more. ]
[ His other hand has caught yours, and his thumb is moving over the ring he put there last night.
( Was it really just last night? ) ]
I can order in food for us, and we can wait out the rain.
[ And hopefully, you will let him fuss over you a littlw bit more. ]
[ Hmm! ]
You know, I could also port us right back to the hotel.
[ He's... sort of already on a battle high, given the shit he had to do to make sure the ring he had in mind for you was Perfect. ]
You know, I could also port us right back to the hotel.
[ He's... sort of already on a battle high, given the shit he had to do to make sure the ring he had in mind for you was Perfect. ]
[ This is a look sent your way: one that is taking in the whole look of you, quietly assessing if you've exerted yourself more than necessary, and teetering between "so incredibly tempted to take you up on that" and "no, it's okay, it can wait".
You made him a ring when he hadn't expected anything in return. You walked here to deliver it to him yourself and had looked the picture of patting-yourself-on-the-back for a job well done while being incredibly irresistible and adorable about it.
Have a kiss -- long, lazy, sweet -- before he draws back and smiles at you with his heart in his eyes. ]
It's okay. [ He murmurs that. ] You're here now... so.
You made him a ring when he hadn't expected anything in return. You walked here to deliver it to him yourself and had looked the picture of patting-yourself-on-the-back for a job well done while being incredibly irresistible and adorable about it.
Have a kiss -- long, lazy, sweet -- before he draws back and smiles at you with his heart in his eyes. ]
It's okay. [ He murmurs that. ] You're here now... so.
[ Oh.
Well.
Okay then. u_u Giving in to that, melting a little against you. You're much warmer than him, and you taste wonderful, as always.
Now attempting to be glib. ]
So does that mean that we can fuck in your office?
[ Just putting that out there. You know. Since he's here now. ]
Well.
Okay then. u_u Giving in to that, melting a little against you. You're much warmer than him, and you taste wonderful, as always.
Now attempting to be glib. ]
So does that mean that we can fuck in your office?
[ Just putting that out there. You know. Since he's here now. ]
[ Ys is in the distance the night they decide to make camp and Josh, like he has in nights previous, stepped aside to train in order to beat back the building tension in his chest, in his blood.
He knows what it is, he and Hikaru had spoken about it before, on the first night camped out after the trods.
It worked, at first. It doesn't seem to be doing as well tonight. Nevertheless, he spends the next two hours working up a sweat and practicing his forms before he gives up and makes his way back towards the tent he shares with 'Yun Song'.
There's a hunger in your fiancee's eyes, Hikaru. He's keeping his gaze averted though. He's stubborn enough to think he can hold out a little bit more. Eriskay is close. Close enough to try and wait. ]
He knows what it is, he and Hikaru had spoken about it before, on the first night camped out after the trods.
It worked, at first. It doesn't seem to be doing as well tonight. Nevertheless, he spends the next two hours working up a sweat and practicing his forms before he gives up and makes his way back towards the tent he shares with 'Yun Song'.
There's a hunger in your fiancee's eyes, Hikaru. He's keeping his gaze averted though. He's stubborn enough to think he can hold out a little bit more. Eriskay is close. Close enough to try and wait. ]
[ And unfortunately for you, Josh, your fiance has stepped back in mere minutes ago from bathing in a river that's near the camp. He's dressed in loose kimono - the kind that you wear to bed - and he's toweling his hair try as he makes a beeline for his section of the tent. The entire floor area has been partitioned by dividers, with the majority of them marking off his area and yours. It's important to keep up appearances.
Glancing your way once you come in, and smiling a bit before ducking behind those partitions. He noticed that hunger, of course, but he respects you enough to not point it out. ]
Glancing your way once you come in, and smiling a bit before ducking behind those partitions. He noticed that hunger, of course, but he respects you enough to not point it out. ]
[ Sometimes, just sometimes, Hikaru. You are so damn infuriating.
You aren't heavy in the least, so he makes a big show of dropping you down in that bed of yours, flat on you back before he's turning you around and rolling you onto your stomach. ]
I'm not going to even tell myself that you didn't just enjoy me carting you over like a sack of laundry.
[ He's got you pinned down; his mouth is right along your ear. ]
You aren't heavy in the least, so he makes a big show of dropping you down in that bed of yours, flat on you back before he's turning you around and rolling you onto your stomach. ]
I'm not going to even tell myself that you didn't just enjoy me carting you over like a sack of laundry.
[ He's got you pinned down; his mouth is right along your ear. ]
[ Honest to God, it kind of really sucks -- keeping up appearances.
You're so near but awfully far in ways that has been slowly killing him because as much as a good chunk of the entourage towards Eriskay are people that you're both familiar with, he doesn't want to take chances.
You're close to Oberon's kingdom. It's not too far a stretch to think that a messenger or whoever might suddenly drop in. The last thing he wants to do is break cover, but he misses being able to share your bed.
He's hunting up the basin now, and the water kept closeby for convenience. The river is close but he doesn't really... trust anything in Arcadia. Better safe than sorry, you know? ]
You're so near but awfully far in ways that has been slowly killing him because as much as a good chunk of the entourage towards Eriskay are people that you're both familiar with, he doesn't want to take chances.
You're close to Oberon's kingdom. It's not too far a stretch to think that a messenger or whoever might suddenly drop in. The last thing he wants to do is break cover, but he misses being able to share your bed.
He's hunting up the basin now, and the water kept closeby for convenience. The river is close but he doesn't really... trust anything in Arcadia. Better safe than sorry, you know? ]
[ Hey, for somebody pretty damned infuriating, he isn't putting up much of a fight. He's squirming just enough to make it a little more interesting, though. Just that.
Chuckling, low and a little breathless, over those sheets. He's trying inasmuch as he can to crane his neck and pin you with a look over his shoulder. It's the kind of look that shouldn't be on the face of somebody in such a compromising position. ]
Good. That saves you just a bit of dignity.
Chuckling, low and a little breathless, over those sheets. He's trying inasmuch as he can to crane his neck and pin you with a look over his shoulder. It's the kind of look that shouldn't be on the face of somebody in such a compromising position. ]
Good. That saves you just a bit of dignity.
[ There's the soft shift of his breathing as you do that and you'll undoubtedly catch the look that flashes in his eyes briefly.
It's been a while, okay. And Ys has been one headache after another. Manner of speaking. ]
Is this one of those things that gets you going? Me picking you up and dragging you off.
[ He is not going to think about how it actually get his blood up. It's been a while. ]
It's been a while, okay. And Ys has been one headache after another. Manner of speaking. ]
Is this one of those things that gets you going? Me picking you up and dragging you off.
[ He is not going to think about how it actually get his blood up. It's been a while. ]
[ Listening to you moving about from where he is, especially since he's already preparing to turn in for the night. He's just smoking through the last bit of tobacco that's in his pipe: there's no point in letting it go to waste.
Once that's through, you'll hear his own quiet bustling as he brushes his teeth, sets some things in order. He's turning the lamps down low in his section of the tent, which lengthens and darkens the silhouette his figure cuts out against those dividers. ]
Once that's through, you'll hear his own quiet bustling as he brushes his teeth, sets some things in order. He's turning the lamps down low in his section of the tent, which lengthens and darkens the silhouette his figure cuts out against those dividers. ]
Of course.
[ And he's straining up as best as he can against your grip, to say this over your mouth as best as he can: ]
You know how much I love it when you're all rough, decisive and up in my face.
[ And he's straining up as best as he can against your grip, to say this over your mouth as best as he can: ]
You know how much I love it when you're all rough, decisive and up in my face.
[ He finishes up on his end, unable to keep from following the way you move or the drape of that robe over your form.
He's putting on the robe packed for him when the lights begin to dim and he presses his lips together, dims his own side as he vaccilates over just going to bed or moving back to you.
Stalling now. As much as he can anyway. Tents are not rooms. They don't offer the same kind of privacy that he's used to where it concerns the both of you. ]
He's putting on the robe packed for him when the lights begin to dim and he presses his lips together, dims his own side as he vaccilates over just going to bed or moving back to you.
Stalling now. As much as he can anyway. Tents are not rooms. They don't offer the same kind of privacy that he's used to where it concerns the both of you. ]
[ In the meantime, this one is finally drawing the curtains around the bed they've set up for him and lying down.
Might as well sleep. He'll need to be at his best once they're within Oberon's kingdom. There will be expectations, people to impress.
Man, this bed is way too big for just one person. ]
Might as well sleep. He'll need to be at his best once they're within Oberon's kingdom. There will be expectations, people to impress.
Man, this bed is way too big for just one person. ]
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