icarusalsoflew | Waking the Dead 2.0 || August 13, 2063 || Saturday || The Mordechai Home

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Waking the Dead 2.0 || August 13, 2063 || Saturday || The Mordechai Home

[So before the real work in Europe starts, you've all got a free day to roam around the Mordechai Home and its rather beautiful surroundings. Everyone is more than welcome to stay the night.

The Cooley Peninsula's a lovely place, and this particular section is even prettier than the rest of the area. The house, in itself, is pretty interesting too.

Knock yourselves out, guys. This is turning out to be a pretty sweet vacation, isn't it?]

DESCRIPTION STUFF:
+ The house is an old-style Irish home made of brick and covered in ivy. It's got two floors (all five bedrooms are upstairs, and each one has a bathroom), an attic, and a basement. Everything's antique in here, and there is pretty much NOTHING Japanese in the house except Hikaru. The binding motifs: Christian symbols with a Celtic twist, blades, brambles and water.
+ First floor's got the kitchen with the dining area right next to it, and the living room with a fireplace. There's a porch up front.
+ The attic is full of old and interesting shit, and looks like a study. Hikaru's Brotherhood of Violence stuff is here.
+ The basement is the strangest area: half of it is a workshop-cum-armory with a map that expands an entire wall. It's full of old notes, post-its and photographs. Observers will note that this was Alistair's project from way back when - the beginnings of how he always managed to keep track of Hikaru. The other half is under lock and key; the door's a vault. It feels cold beyond it. VERY cold.
+ There's a beach that's about a three minute's walk down from the hill that the house is on. The ancestral Mordechai cemetery's a ten minute walk from the house, through rolling hills. Alistair's wife is buried there, as are Maes' wife and kids, Abel, and both Seth Mordechais.
+ ...And then there are fields for miles and miles, and mountains in the distance.
+ The Kearney home is actually a fifteen minute drive away from the Mordechai home. Nobody's in, though.

OTHER OOC NOTES:
+ Feel free to go anywhere you like. Ping me if you need descriptions.
+ Alistair will only return to the house by sunset. He's in the cemetery or roaming around in the forest. until then.
+ Feel free to make your own threads, or pop in to bug the NPCs at the threads I am putting up for them.

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Hi.

[Turning around to smile at you, and dutifully shutting his laptop down.]

All done?

Yeah. [ He's still watching you with that smile. It eases away eventually, but the soft look he's fixed you with is still in his eyes. ]

Come to bed?

[...Oh.]

You're heading up now?

[And you want him to come with you? Well.

Hum.]

I was hoping to. [ Saying that easily, gently. ]

But if you're still working, I can stay down here.

[ Read: With you. If you want me to. ]

Oh, well, if you're tired, I can put this aside and get back to it tomorrow.

[Case in point: he's already turning to pack up. Of course he's going to try to comply with what you want.

Yes, Josh. He's been at this since yesterday.]

[ And he's noting all of that and remembering his little conversation with Alistair Mordechai just hours before. ]

Well, it'll be nice to head up and cuddle with my boyfriend, [ saying that and meaning it ] but you don't have to put off work if it's important.

I'm not going anywhere, Hikaru.

[ Crossing now, to where you are and taking your face in his hands so that he can tip that mouth up for a kiss. ]

You don't need to set things just to see to me. [ Tracing a thumb along your cheek. ] Unless of course it's because you want to be with me.

[Okay yeah, there is his brain doing a bit of a full stop at that kiss, at those words, and at the feel of your thumb against his skin.]

I do.

[He means that as well. What he isn't aware of is the fact that he looks about as painfully earnest as his statement was.]

[ Here is a kiss to your forehead, Blade King, just as this one's drawing you near. ]

Then let's go upstairs.

[ It's late, he probably has only a couple of hours with you before you head off for duty. ]

Okay. Give me a bit.

[He'll have to at least arrange this stuff properly... there we go.

Now he'll let you lead the way.]

[ He steals a quick kiss right before he threads his fingers through your own and leads you right up to your bedroom. He'd helped shuffle around things hours before, since there are a fixed number of rooms at your house and one has the Seer's name on it.

Granted, he knows instinctively that the Hounds are not averse to buddying up ( they have had a number of sleepovers at Brianna's treehouse ), but he doesn't want to sleep away from you any more than you likely do not wish to sleep away from him.

He lets you go in first, because it gives him the opportunity to observe your movements without being scrutinizing. He's concerned, not suspicuous. And now that he has confirmation fron a reliable source, he can calibrate accordingly. ]

Edited 2014-05-12 16:44 (UTC)

[What you're going to note down is how he spends an inordinate amount of time fussing over things that have already been pretty carefully arranged, and how he's studiously avoiding your gaze.

Don't worry. He's going to run out of things to see to eventually. Granted, he'll probably do another turn around the room, or maybe a third, but it'll happen.

Still, you are welcome to try to get him to sit still.]

[ He'd actually think this whole exercise was cute -- if it didn't break his heart a little bit, because as he's watching you fuss, he's thinking back to the way you had broken down yesterday, to the look of you curled up in bed just as he'd come back up with a mug of soup, and how earnest you had been when it came to talking about plans for that hypothetical date.

He interrupts you then, just as you're fussing over something that really, really doesn't need to be fussed over, by looping an arm around your waist and coming right over to kiss you full on and mouth as one hand cups your cheek to keep you still.

He's not asking or offering this time with a room for you to turn him down. Or tell him that it's okay. You're getting that kiss and it's going to be as gentle as it is terribly firm. ]

[He tenses up, albeit briefly, at that, but it's definitely out of surprise than it is anything else. As things stand, he makes up for it by being perfectly responsive by opening his mouth a little more to let you deepen the kiss as you will, and by keeping himself pliant in your grip, ready to be moved in any fashion of your choosing.

He has noted how careful you've been with him since the two of you made up. You really don't have to be, and he really wants to show you that.]

[ He's not going to say that having you respond to him like this is something that he doesn't enjoy -- he does. But his description of you to Alistair was apt, you're acting like a cat that's a little wary of it's surroundings, and he can't help but be careful when you look and move the way you do. ]

I'm not going anywhere. [ He's told you that already, but it seems like the right thing to say. ] Stop being so shy.

[ He smiles when he pulls back just a little. ] It's kind of freaking me out.

[Oh...]

Sorry. I just thought...

[Cutting himself off there, because isn't he doing that whole shyeness thing again? Didn't Josh just say that it was starting to worry him?

Now what was he supposed to do?]

[ Welp. Okay, how to reassure.

He's going to walk backwards towards the bed now, your fingers laced through his. He's also going to sit down and look up at you. ]

Just be with me tonight? [ Yes, Josh is doing that unconscious thing he does where he bites his lower lip again, he's also looking up at you like there is nothing in the world you could possibly do wrong. ]

[Your words take him out of that little spiral of panic and doubt and worry that he was about to sink himself in to. As such, you'll have to excuse him for blinking a little blankly at you for a bit before responding, with a small (tentative) smile.]

I think I can manage that.

[It's both an affirmation and a bit of an apology. He doesn't like screwing up, especially since the two of you have barely started to be fine again.]

[ God, when you look like that ( read: young ) he can't help but feel like he has to treat you with care -- or that he's a terrible influence. Go figure, he's begun to start actually thinking that he's his age and man, that's a pretty big age gap. ]

C'mere then. [ And as he's saying that, he's tugging you close, his hands coming to span your waist with the intent to have you straddle his lap.

Your height's aren't that far apart, but he's broader than you and you need some meat on your bones after this last bad fall. ]

[And while he folds into you easily and effortlessly, it does take him a moment to wrap his arms around your neck to properly steady himself just so that he's a little above you. He can feel the warmth of your skin now that the two of you are up against each other, and it's enough to make his breath come out a little short.

That is why he dips down to kiss you: maybe it'll help him breathe a little easier.]

[ He's going to answer that kiss gladly, lips parting beneath yours and tongue coaxing your own out to play. His hands are also moving up and down your back, in a gesture that is meant to soothe. ]

Love you, [ he murmurs that against your mouth, hips shifting just a little so that he's snug against you. ]

[He only parts his lips further to give you a little more purchase, and responds in kind with his own tongue. He's missed the way you taste.]

Love you too.

[Saying that with a small smile in your direction, just as he's letting one arm shift away, and resting that hand against your chest. Yes, his fingers are close to the buttons of your shirt.]

[ He's going to toss you a questioning look at that, because normally, by this time, you'd have gone through those buttons. ]

What's wrong? [ Of course, he has to ask. He's never seen you like this before. The last couple of days don't count because he was calibrating himself. ]

[Oh, for shame. Was he tripping up again?]

Nothing's wrong. I guess... I guess it's just been a while?

[And yes, there is, once more, that whole part about being so sure that he'd never be able to have you like this again.]

[ One hand is coming up now to brush the hair from your eyes, before it moves to your nape to draw you in. ]

I guess it has.

[ He's kissing you again after that, gentle but firm at first and then gradually gaining a semblance of urgency that you can feel him still holding back.

What he's doing is simple: he's drawing you out, showing you that he wants you, hoping to reassure you that there's no need to shy away. ]

I'm right here, Hikaru. Not going anywhere. I promised, remember?

[All of that is doing wonders with regard to settling him down. You'll probably be able to feel how he's gradually relaxing, and giving a little more in response to your ministrations with each passing second. By the time you broke away to speak, the look in his eyes was full of nothing but want, and all of that's directed towards wanting you.]

Please don't.

[There's a little more of the honesty that you're familiar with. You're on the right track.]

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