[ a curse slips past his lips immediately when she sinks down on him, but it's not necessary to let her know how desperate he is feeling. the bright blue light pulsing between them tells her everything. he even presses his eyes shut for a moment like he already came because the pleasure catches him off-guard even after everything they've already done. she feels amazingly good and her every movement is sending dangerously satisfying waves through his whole body. ]
Bloody hell, I want you so much. [ he gasps sharply, his fingers digging even harder into her skin, guiding her down on him whenever her rhythm allows it. who the hell let her be this agile? and if she wants him to say it, he will, he's got nothing to hide and he was never shy about his needs. damn, he will even beg if it comes down to it. ] In my defense... [ he has to let out another moan between the words, his hips messily rocking up into her. he bites down on his lower lip, trying to concentrate. ] ... I'm... a bloody novice when it comes these damned empathy bonds. [ the end is near. sorry. ]
[ it won't be long for her either, especially not when everything's heightened and doubled, pleasure drifting out of her and into him and then back into her again, and she might start out slower but it doesn't take her long to start chasing that feeling, chasing that build. right now, there's nothing she wants more than to tumble right over that edge and to drag him off with her until they're falling headlong, overwhelmed by everything they're experiencing. she's already convinced this freaking bond is going to make her come harder than she has in a long time. ]
Oh, you got me. [ his fingers might bruise her depending on hard he's gripping but she doesn't care, uses the pain of pressing tips to spur herself faster; she likes that he's using that hold to round her down too, and she's not so far gone that she can't undulate her hips, go for something rhythmic that keeps him deep. ]
That right? You gonna bust for me? [ her hand slides up from his chest to cup over his throat, but she doesn't tighten her fingers to squeeze; she's just holding, clasping as she rides him, looking over the expressions playing out across his face, everything they're all wrapped up in together. ]
[ he blames the bond, but in truth she's not the only one here for whom it's been a while. he was on an adventure, okay, and emma wouldn't --shit, he can't think about her right now. thankfully every trace of her is immediately wiped from his mind as harley's hand casually slips to grab his throat.
the moan he lets out in response is a heavy mix of surprise and pleasure, everything about him open to her, she can clearly see how wonderful it feels for him. there's something almost undignified about a pirate captain trapped on his back, displaying his enjoyment so vividly, his cheeks turned red and mouth hanging open. ]
Honestly? [ such a coarse lass. he sounds choked despite her light touch, disbelief bleeding into his hoarse voice - did she see right through him, sense exactly what he wanted? this fucking bond. his own fingers only tighten their grip of her, now more than desperate to hold her close. he's gonna -- ]
You feel so good. [ he manages to breathe out the words fast before it's all just loud moaning as he comes, the wave of his satisfaction hitting her with a sharp edge, chaotic and strong, as he rides it out against her. ]
[ she isn't about to feel embarrassed about how much she wants this, how much she's needed it — and the second her hand grasps around his throat he almost arches up more into the contact, lifting his chin to make room for her. what else can she do other than seize the opportunity when it's literally right in front of her, spread out so nicely underneath her thighs? better grab the bull by the horns — or, well, the pirate by the throat. ]
Uh huh. [ she grins, something wicked in it, but even that softens somewhat when another wave washes over him and finds her too, lips parting for a vivid O-shape as they both start to stagger toward release. it's not going to be very long now, not at all, and he's already made her come once so she's even more sensitive than she would be without it. ]
Oh, God, right there — [ it slams into her like a freight train, hard and intense, and if her fingers tighten at his throat it's because she's swept up in everything coursing through him into her and back to him again, the circuit of pleasure they're temporarily locked into.
she stiffens over him, sways, and there's nothing else she can do other than succumb to it too, spine curving as she grinds her hips through it all. her hand slips off of him to brace next to his head as she slumps forward, breathing hard and managing a laugh even then, a weak chuckle.
as soon as she rolls off and to one side, the bond dissolves, but it's almost like she can still feel impressions of him, whispers, as her head lolls against the mattress and she works on catching her breath. ] That was somethin'.
[ it's pleasant and also overwhelming, the both of them experiencing everything simultaneously. the emotional exhaustion is almost greater than how tired he feels physically. god, he's never felt so much while hooking up with a woman he hardly knows. for a moment there it was almost disturbing, it felt so unnatural, but he loved the thrill of it. ]
Bloody hell, we should do it again. [ he laughs while he's still out of breath, glancing to her laying by his side, his eyes practically sparking with enthusiasm. there's no way he can do it again anytime soon, but nothing has quite lifted his spirits like what they just experienced.
is he drunk? this feels like being drunk except even better and he's immediately obsessed with it. ]
I felt everything. It was amazing. [ maybe jimmy was onto something after all, when he gave such praise to the glowing business. who would have thought! it's too soon to kiss her, so he lazily reaches his hand to brush his fingertips along her arm, their touch so light she barely notices it, but so he can enjoy hints of what she's feeling. ]
[ she needs more than one reason to detach herself from him for a second; her own emotions are scattered and unpredictable enough as it is, but having someone else's stacked on top of that, plus what could arguably be considered really fabulous sex? she definitely wants a few seconds to pull herself together, but she's floating in a pleasant haze while she does, sighing quietly. it almost feels like she's drifting outside of her body for a beat or two. ]
What, right now? [ she figures that's not what he meant but she can't stop the question from coming out, another laugh on her lips as she rolls over onto her side, stretching out and propping herself up on her elbow to gaze down at him there. ]
Mmhmm. [ she hums it, but there's an agreement there, and she can see the satisfaction in his face, the damn near twinkle in his eyes, and she likes that she was the one to help put it there. when her hand drops to his chest for her to trace invisible curves and lines across his skin, the glow resumes between them and she doesn't repress her shiver. ] Even when we... [ her smile spreads wide again. ] I've never felt anything like that.
Just give me a moment, love. [ or several, preferably. the glow in his chest hasn't lost it brightness, but he could use some rest. ]
It was magic, wasn't it? I've never even heard of such a thing. [ and he's heard of some very strange things. he watches her carefully, drawing his hand away to rest between them while she does the touching. he can feel how much the bond fascinates her too. ] Do you think this is what the other misplaced do with their spare time? [ or was it the displaced? he doesn't really care, but he bets they use their bonds all the time. ]
Magic, some weird science, who the hell knows? [ she sure doesn't, but she does know that both of those things exist — well, in her world, definitely. when you end up being sent after a thousands-year-old sorceress who's taken up residence in the body of a poor little doctor, hellbent on ending the world... you learn that not only is magic real, it can be used to do some pretty gnarly shit. ]
Maybe. Though I bet not everybody wants people to know what they're feelin'. Like it'd be a weakness, somethin' that could be used against 'em. [ she doesn't seem worried about that herself, though, not when they're still basking in the afterglow, so to speak, and the dominant emotion she's giving off is something closer to relaxed satisfaction. ease, at laying next to him just casually talking like this after what they've done. ] Still, if it's like that every time... they're kinda missin' out, huh?
[ she's been so easygoing with all of this, first the moon and then this weird planet and then the weird thing between them, her attitude is kind of endearing to him. sure, she might a bit crazy, but that's just how he likes it. ]
They definitely are, but that's how it is always with cowards. [ psh. he doesn't have much to hide either, especially not right now. he's far away from the people who meant to stop him and put an end to his plans, and he has no intention of getting too close to someone he might want to betray here. anyway. ] Tell me, love. [ he says after a pause, his eyes still glued on her. ] What are you going to do next? Here, in this place, I mean.
[ it could be the swiss cheese for a brain, or it could be that she's learned to roll with most things she has no control over. waking up in a place she doesn't remember going to isn't a new experience for her. but that's a story she might tell sometime later. ]
Repression never goes well. [ she hums in thought at his question, slowly rolling over onto her stomach and kicking her feet up in the air behind her, linked at the ankles. her chin drops into her hand, but they're still lightly touching as the hip, at the arm. ]
Y'know, I hadn't really thought about it yet. Find somewhere to shack up, that's up there. Figure out a way to rake in some moolah. I'm kind of a jill of all trades, so the way I see it, I could always go for the work that not everyone is willin' to do. Get my hands dirty.
Mm, I like the way you think. [ because those were his thoughts exactly. apart from shacking up somewhere. abandoned buildings are good for some purposes, but he isn't going to become a squatter. he prefers to move from one place to another, unattached. if only he could find a ship somewhere. oh well, that's for later. a captain can dream. ]
I was told of a place called New Amsterdam. [ what a funny name, right? he doesn't sound too impressed with it, almost like he just felt obligated to share the information. after all, they are companions in some way. ] The others hold their base of operations there.
Still, you scored yourself some nice digs here. Even if it's not permanent. [ and she clearly has no hesitation about hooking up on someone else's bed, evidenced by... the fact that they just did that. but she does want a place that's hers, somewhere she can call her own, where she can lay her own personal touches down. she has a very distinctive aesthetic. ]
So... that where you're headin' after this? [ is it her way of subtly trying to suss out what his plans are? she really doesn't have anything better to do, so tagging along doesn't seem like a bad idea. although she's going to claim that's not what she's doing at all. even if a hint of that might flicker through the bond while they're still touching directly. ]
Nice? Only because you're here. [ lazy compliments while he pauses to think about his own future. new amsterdam might mean trouble, but he wants to see if there's anyone he'd know. even if it's unlikely.
and he's a gentleman so he's going to pretend he didn't feel that. ]
Aye, might as well. Our options are somewhat limited, aren't they? [ which is to say she's more than welcome to join him if she's got nothing better to do. ]
[ it might be something casually flung out, but it still elicits a smile from her anyway. never let it be said that harley doesn't respond well to a compliment, though. ]
Saw a couple people soundin' off on the network about it. [ and she doesn't have anything specific keeping her here. still seems like there's a strangely low number of people around, but that's not anything she's thinking too deeply about.
her eyes find his face and she grins slowly. ] Why not go on an adventure, right?
Ah, the network. [ he sounds somewhat tired just thinking about it, rolling his eyes. learning how to communicate through it and the inboxes went rather smoothly, but the idea of them still makes his skin crawl. it's a lot.
luckily she has the right idea. the grin on his face mirrors her own. adventure!! ]
It was clear right from the start that you know how to have fun, love.
[ it was weird, honestly, having what amounts to all this tech in her head and not being able to use any of it until suddenly, it was like somebody had flipped a big switch and she could scroll through all of these conversations that were taking place. it's still a strange feeling, but she'd caught on quickly enough in terms of actually figuring out how to use it.
case in point: having what amounts to a futuristic booty call, the very satisfying results of which are still laying right next to her. ]
Could tell just by lookin' at me, huh? [ she smooths a hand across his chest, fingers spindling across the dark hair there, watching the glow resume. ] Like... finds like.
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Bloody hell, I want you so much. [ he gasps sharply, his fingers digging even harder into her skin, guiding her down on him whenever her rhythm allows it. who the hell let her be this agile? and if she wants him to say it, he will, he's got nothing to hide and he was never shy about his needs. damn, he will even beg if it comes down to it. ] In my defense... [ he has to let out another moan between the words, his hips messily rocking up into her. he bites down on his lower lip, trying to concentrate. ] ... I'm... a bloody novice when it comes these damned empathy bonds. [ the end is near. sorry. ]
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Oh, you got me. [ his fingers might bruise her depending on hard he's gripping but she doesn't care, uses the pain of pressing tips to spur herself faster; she likes that he's using that hold to round her down too, and she's not so far gone that she can't undulate her hips, go for something rhythmic that keeps him deep. ]
That right? You gonna bust for me? [ her hand slides up from his chest to cup over his throat, but she doesn't tighten her fingers to squeeze; she's just holding, clasping as she rides him, looking over the expressions playing out across his face, everything they're all wrapped up in together. ]
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the moan he lets out in response is a heavy mix of surprise and pleasure, everything about him open to her, she can clearly see how wonderful it feels for him. there's something almost undignified about a pirate captain trapped on his back, displaying his enjoyment so vividly, his cheeks turned red and mouth hanging open. ]
Honestly? [ such a coarse lass. he sounds choked despite her light touch, disbelief bleeding into his hoarse voice - did she see right through him, sense exactly what he wanted? this fucking bond. his own fingers only tighten their grip of her, now more than desperate to hold her close. he's gonna -- ]
You feel so good. [ he manages to breathe out the words fast before it's all just loud moaning as he comes, the wave of his satisfaction hitting her with a sharp edge, chaotic and strong, as he rides it out against her. ]
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Uh huh. [ she grins, something wicked in it, but even that softens somewhat when another wave washes over him and finds her too, lips parting for a vivid O-shape as they both start to stagger toward release. it's not going to be very long now, not at all, and he's already made her come once so she's even more sensitive than she would be without it. ]
Oh, God, right there — [ it slams into her like a freight train, hard and intense, and if her fingers tighten at his throat it's because she's swept up in everything coursing through him into her and back to him again, the circuit of pleasure they're temporarily locked into.
she stiffens over him, sways, and there's nothing else she can do other than succumb to it too, spine curving as she grinds her hips through it all. her hand slips off of him to brace next to his head as she slumps forward, breathing hard and managing a laugh even then, a weak chuckle.
as soon as she rolls off and to one side, the bond dissolves, but it's almost like she can still feel impressions of him, whispers, as her head lolls against the mattress and she works on catching her breath. ] That was somethin'.
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Bloody hell, we should do it again. [ he laughs while he's still out of breath, glancing to her laying by his side, his eyes practically sparking with enthusiasm. there's no way he can do it again anytime soon, but nothing has quite lifted his spirits like what they just experienced.
is he drunk? this feels like being drunk except even better and he's immediately obsessed with it. ]
I felt everything. It was amazing. [ maybe jimmy was onto something after all, when he gave such praise to the glowing business. who would have thought! it's too soon to kiss her, so he lazily reaches his hand to brush his fingertips along her arm, their touch so light she barely notices it, but so he can enjoy hints of what she's feeling. ]
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What, right now? [ she figures that's not what he meant but she can't stop the question from coming out, another laugh on her lips as she rolls over onto her side, stretching out and propping herself up on her elbow to gaze down at him there. ]
Mmhmm. [ she hums it, but there's an agreement there, and she can see the satisfaction in his face, the damn near twinkle in his eyes, and she likes that she was the one to help put it there. when her hand drops to his chest for her to trace invisible curves and lines across his skin, the glow resumes between them and she doesn't repress her shiver. ] Even when we... [ her smile spreads wide again. ] I've never felt anything like that.
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It was magic, wasn't it? I've never even heard of such a thing. [ and he's heard of some very strange things. he watches her carefully, drawing his hand away to rest between them while she does the touching. he can feel how much the bond fascinates her too. ] Do you think this is what the other misplaced do with their spare time? [ or was it the displaced? he doesn't really care, but he bets they use their bonds all the time. ]
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Maybe. Though I bet not everybody wants people to know what they're feelin'. Like it'd be a weakness, somethin' that could be used against 'em. [ she doesn't seem worried about that herself, though, not when they're still basking in the afterglow, so to speak, and the dominant emotion she's giving off is something closer to relaxed satisfaction. ease, at laying next to him just casually talking like this after what they've done. ] Still, if it's like that every time... they're kinda missin' out, huh?
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They definitely are, but that's how it is always with cowards. [ psh. he doesn't have much to hide either, especially not right now. he's far away from the people who meant to stop him and put an end to his plans, and he has no intention of getting too close to someone he might want to betray here. anyway. ] Tell me, love. [ he says after a pause, his eyes still glued on her. ] What are you going to do next? Here, in this place, I mean.
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Repression never goes well. [ she hums in thought at his question, slowly rolling over onto her stomach and kicking her feet up in the air behind her, linked at the ankles. her chin drops into her hand, but they're still lightly touching as the hip, at the arm. ]
Y'know, I hadn't really thought about it yet. Find somewhere to shack up, that's up there. Figure out a way to rake in some moolah. I'm kind of a jill of all trades, so the way I see it, I could always go for the work that not everyone is willin' to do. Get my hands dirty.
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I was told of a place called New Amsterdam. [ what a funny name, right? he doesn't sound too impressed with it, almost like he just felt obligated to share the information. after all, they are companions in some way. ] The others hold their base of operations there.
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So... that where you're headin' after this? [ is it her way of subtly trying to suss out what his plans are? she really doesn't have anything better to do, so tagging along doesn't seem like a bad idea. although she's going to claim that's not what she's doing at all. even if a hint of that might flicker through the bond while they're still touching directly. ]
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and he's a gentleman so he's going to pretend he didn't feel that. ]
Aye, might as well. Our options are somewhat limited, aren't they? [ which is to say she's more than welcome to join him if she's got nothing better to do. ]
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Saw a couple people soundin' off on the network about it. [ and she doesn't have anything specific keeping her here. still seems like there's a strangely low number of people around, but that's not anything she's thinking too deeply about.
her eyes find his face and she grins slowly. ] Why not go on an adventure, right?
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luckily she has the right idea. the grin on his face mirrors her own. adventure!! ]
It was clear right from the start that you know how to have fun, love.
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case in point: having what amounts to a futuristic booty call, the very satisfying results of which are still laying right next to her. ]
Could tell just by lookin' at me, huh? [ she smooths a hand across his chest, fingers spindling across the dark hair there, watching the glow resume. ] Like... finds like.