RO > call me out; a forever open RP post

[midvalley]

CALL ME OUT a forever open rp post full muselist here. comment with the name of the character you want in the subject line. create a scenario or not. whatevs. let the tagging commence!

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[seeherheart]

Probably want us to stay the whole night.

[ He takes a seat, contemplating the ceiling for another moment, a small smile forming on his face ] But it's not like there's anything keeping us here.

[ Even after all he's been through, there's still a little bit of that rebellious streak in him. ]

[retributively]

[ naughty, Raleigh. ]

We haven't been discharged, yet.

[ But there's a small smile on her features, echoing his. ] Where would we go?

[seeherheart]

I dunno. Where's a good spot to play hooky?

[retributively]

... .Definitely not the barracks. [ They'll check there. ]

The kwoon...or the swimming pool?

[seeherheart]

Interesting choices. Dunno if I'm feeling up for a swim at the moment.

[retributively]

[ — right. maybe the pool isn't such a good choice, given where they've just come from.

(but it's a heated indoor pool, nice and warm, and not likely to be occupied at this time of night and Raleigh shirtless and in swim trunks — ) ]

We could stay in the shallow end, [ she suggests teasingly, but then her smirk fades and her hand seeks his out where it rests on the mattress of her cot, winding her fingers around and between his.

Ultimately, she doesn't really care where they go...just as long as he stays with her. ]

Or, we could find some place with less water and more pillows.

[seeherheart]

[ Her hand on his draws his gaze down from contemplating the ceiling. He smiles- that smile that he only ever seems to smile for Mako- and gives her hand a little squeeze.

He gets where she's coming from. Even the distance between their two beds feels like too much right now. ]

Wouldn't have to escape if these cots were bigger.

[retributively]

[ A slow smile blooms on her face again; she winds her fingers in his more tightly at that squeeze and pulls at his hand, just slightly, just enough to mimic the pull she's been feeling toward him since they'd been plucked from the ocean. ]

You don't think we'll both fit? [ She tugs a little more. ] Maybe we should find out.

[seeherheart]

So forward, Miss Mori. [ he's nothing short of amused when he says it, releasing her hand and motioning for her to scoot.

Time to see if a pair of Rangers can squeeze onto one cot. ]

[retributively]

[ archly: ] It was your suggestion. [ even though she'd been thinking it before he'd mentioned it.

— and she's already scooted over, but she does so more to make more room for him. If one Ranger is smaller than the other, does that help them fit in the cot?

Maybe it does, because as he reclines she slots their legs together, intertwining hers with his, and it seems to give them a bit more balance so that neither falls off. ]

[seeherheart]

[ He loops his arms around her as well- surely now neither of them will fall off the bed. ]

Looks like we both fit.

[retributively]

[ She's not sure where to put her head, now — face to face is a bit too close and their noses almost brush together, and she's not sure how much more forehead nuzzling he can take — so Mako ducks her head underneath his chin, pressing her face into his neck, letting wisps of her hair tickle his nose. She can breathe him in better this way, too. ]

You're warm, [ she whispers, feeling herself relaxing against him in slow increments. ] I didn't know you were this warm.

[seeherheart]

[ It works out just fine- even if her hair is tickling his nose. He rests his chin on the top of her head, letting out a sigh that seems to relax his whole body.

This was better. He couldn't take anymore of that damned distance, even if she had just been only one bed over.

He chuckles, a low, soft sound. ] Living in Alaska all that time must've raised my core temperature.

[retributively]

...I thought maybe you just hibernated, when it got really cold there. Like a bear.

[ She's teasing, smiling as her arms wind around his waist, fingers clinging a bit in his clothes. ]

[seeherheart]

If that was the case, then I'd never get out of bed. [ Come on Mako, it's Alaska ]

[retributively]

[ nuzzling him, and brushing her lips just slightly against the skin of his neck as she speaks. ]

That doesn't sound so unappealing, at the moment, does it.

[seeherheart]

It really doesn't.

[ especially if she keeps doing that. He brings a hand up and runs his fingers through her hair. ]

[retributively]

[ The way his fingers are threading through her hair makes her momentarily freeze, in his arms — she'd felt how he'd shifted when her lips had brushed against his neck, but she hadn't been able to help herself (and besides it hadn't exactly been a kiss, only a ghost of one) and she'd wondered whether or not he'd noticed.

Well, that question is answered.

But as much as she's not sure what boundaries are allowed to be crossed and which ones aren't — and what boundaries there even are between them, now, because when you share your mind wholly with someone it's hard to say where limits are — Mako finds herself wanting to find out, wanting to know what he'll do if she repeats the action, and so she does, brushing her lips a bit more firmly this time against the hollow of his throat where it tastes like salt. ]

[seeherheart]

[ They're both testing, both seeing what, if any boundaries exist.

She seems to be a bit braver than him, or at least more forward about it, which he actually finds he's grateful for. Were it anyone else, they might be dancing around this for a while. ]

You gonna keep doing that?

[retributively]

[ She hides her smile in his collarbone — a smile, not a smirk, because she's so giddy with the feeling of just touching him like this that she almost can't contain it. She's fairly sure he can feel her shivering. ]

...Maybe. [ One of her hands, still clinging to his clothes, steals up to stroke slowly and soothingly along the length of his back. ] Maybe I'll decide to do this, instead.

[seeherheart]

[ His first thought is that she's shivering because she's cold, until he feels her smiles against his skin. A smile of his own appears on his face- he understands. Every time she moves, every touch of skin on skin sends electricity shooting through his veins. ]

Mako, at this point I'm inclined to let you do whatever you want. [ as long as it means staying tangled up just like this. ]

[retributively]

...Whatever I want?

[ She nuzzles him again just because she can, brushing her nose and lips against his neck once more, and then presses an open-mouthed kiss to that soft skin, hot and wet and with the barest scrape of teeth.

This is why he shouldn't let her have free rein. ]