[ He ducks down to give her a quick kiss along her jaw, then another on her neck. And so, hey, is Lys wearing like a shirt or a dress? Ah well, doesn't matter--it's coming off now. ]
[ Just a simple long-sleeved shirt and a pair of jeans (and her cute little red heels, but those are currently on the floor)
And here's hoping Eggsy likes chicks with tattoos, because Lys has a full sleeve going up one arm. Bright blue water in stylized waves, in the midst of which swims an otter. It's sort of a "fuck you" to her family, who had dropped her like so much dead weight for her inability to assume any form but that of an otter, but she got it just as much for herself. Because broken or not, the otter is part of her, and she needs to remember that. ]
[ --Shit. Lys is really fucking hot, and the tattoo honestly just adds to that. He makes a mental note to ask about the tattoo later, but right now? He's busy tossing her top to the side and letting his hands roam over the parts of her that are now bare against his own body. ]
[ She revels in the feel of his hands, warm on her skin. Her own hands drift back up his chest, and her loops her arms around his neck to tug him down for another kiss. This time it's rough, a little needy, as she arches against him. ]
[ Eggsy is more than okay with how rough she gets, as he returns her kiss by running his tongue along her lower lip before he gives it a teasing little bite, one of his hands reaching around to hold her at the nape of her neck, his fingers reaching into her hair. The other hand reaches around, too, although it's a little busier trying to unhook her bra. ]
[ She leans up a little to give him better access to the clasp on her bra, taking the opportunity to nip at his collarbone. She's already breathing hard, skin flushed and all too eager to be rid of the rest of their clothes ]
[ No worries, Lys, for off the bra goes! He does rather like the way she's nipping at his collarbone, and he finds himself letting out a low, pleased hum at that before he pulls away again, his gaze roving over her flushed skin as he licks his lips and brings his hands down to her hips--time to work on getting those pants of hers off. ]
He hopes he's not being too rough when he unbuttons her jeans and near yanks them off of her, because that's basically what he's doing, and all the while he's planting kisses on her cheek, then along her jaw, then on her neck. ]
[ That look is all it takes for Eggsy to respond in kind with a look of his own, teasing, playful, yet still somehow charming (how does he do that), and he leans back in, to kiss Lys briefly on the lips, one hand at the nape of her neck and the other on her waist. Soon enough, he's resuming what he had been doing before he was so rudely interrupted, which was kissing her neck. ]
because screw bakerstreet we do what we want (also I just wanted to use this icon)
[ Maya would be the first to admit that she was not really one for romance- she didn't understand how that sort of thing worked, nor did she really care to learn.
But since she had started traveling the galaxy, she'd been learning all sorts of things. Nothing about the origins of Sirens, no, but she's seen new species, new planets, new abilities. (She could pretty convincingly pass for a biotic, and not many people on this end of things had heard of Sirens, so it was a small blessing that she was able to blend in somewhat.) But wherever she found herself, Kasumi was sure to appear, be it with a job or a new book or an offer for lunch, and the Siren found herself missing the thief when she didn't show up.
It's been a long time since they last saw each other- in fact, their last meeting had been brief. Kasumi had just enough time to give Maya a small pile of wall-worn paperbacks and be on her way. They were mostly love stories, some a little more sappy than others, some a little more racy than others as well. Maya was finding whether she wanted to or not, she was learning a great deal about romance.
She's on some backwater little planet, ins some equally backwater little dive bar, pouring through one of those romance novels for probably the third time. She rather liked this one, though she couldn't say why. The main couple had been separated by circumstance, and had just reunited, when Maya glances up spots a familiar hooded figure moving through the crowd like smoke.
When she realizes it is indeed Kasumi, something in her chest flutters, and she can only think to herself, Oh. ]
[ Let's face it, galaxy: Maya is amazing. Right from the get-go, Kasumi had been captivated by the Siren's poise, her beauty, brains, wit, strength, and not to mention her ability to crush anyone in her way with her powers--wow this list could go on. Just--what's not to like, honestly?
What Kasumi likes best about her, however, is her thirst for knowledge. Wanting to know more, going out into the galaxy (dangerous as it may be around these times) and learning about yourself and about others--the whole thing just sounded romantic. It reminds Kasumi of what it had been like for her when she first struck out into the depth of space after when she was barely old enough to do so, and it's part of why she enthusiastically gives Maya all of the things. Books, mostly, but things like introducing Maya to new types of cuisine and bringing her along on jobs to kick ass and the like were kind of presents, too, and--well, Kasumi is a giver.
It hadn't quite occurred to Kasumi that her admiration for Maya might actually, legitimately be a real crush on her, because, honestly, it'd been a while since she went about romance in that fashion, in spite of all the romantic novels she reads. With Keiji, it was pretty much love at first heist, and the rest was history. Here, there had most certainly been a friendship, first, with some flirtation here and there (mostly from Kasumi's end, and really, who doesn't Kasumi flirt with?)...
It's when she finds herself wondering how Maya's doing during her idle moments, the ones she used to spend diving into a certain graybox, and it's when she can't help but think of her whenever she so much as even sees a book, and it's when she finds Maya sitting with a book that she had picked out for her, and it's when she has an inexplicably elated feeling at the sight that Kasumi herself thinks, Oh.
She slips silently into the seat next to Maya's and leans forward, elbow on the table and chin on her hand, tilting her head to catch the Siren's gaze. ]
What do you think of it so far? Because I'm going to get upset if you say the reunion chapter wasn't well-written.
[ Not for the first time, Maya wonders just how Kasumi is able to move like that. Zer0 was like that, just sort of appearing in places unexpectedly, but there was something about the fact that is was Kasumi that had Maya captivated. ]
On, no. I love it. I think this is the third time I've read it.
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