high_seas | Awkward sexual tension at its finest

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cynthia,
gan ning

Awkward sexual tension at its finest

Who: Cynthia and Gan Ning
Where: USS Booyakasha II
When: the evening of 10/6
What: Tattoo tracing
Warnings: Nudity...and let's face it, anything can happen with a naked lady in front of Gan Ning
Style: Stuff
Status: Just the two of us ♪

She was proud of herself for getting it, and getting a big one at that. But it may have slipped her mind that the process of getting a tattoo, in this day and age, would be ten times worse than what she could have gotten back in her world...with her technology. But oh well.

It was a quiet night on her ship. The boys were probably all asleep and she had time to herself. Meaning time to take a nice long soak in the tub without anyone disturbing her. Yes, Cynthia stayed there till the water went cold and her fingers pruned up. But it was well worth it, getting to relax in a nice warm bath for Arceus knows how long. Eventually though, she had to force herself to finish up. It was getting pretty late and the longer she stayed there, the harder it would be to face the cold night air. So, without much of a second thought, she gets out of the tub, in all her naked glory, and reaches for a towel.

~~Don't worry, her back was facing the door~~

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Aww... [his pout is totally fake. He can't keep it up, and grins]

So, what, are you sweet on him or somethin'? C'mon, you can tell me.

[ She just gives him a look. The fact that she's actually considering telling him, tells her that wow this stuff IS strong. ]

Ahaha, well I'll admit, he'd make one hell of a boyfriend. Sweet guy, dependable, smells like sugar. Bet he has the sweetest kiss too...

But he's a good friend, and I'd rather he stays just that. Less complicated.

Yeah, I getcha. [he gestures for the gourd. Don't be hogging the booze, Cynthia!] Everything around here's gonna be complicated, innit? No matter which way ya go.

[ Fine Kitty, god have the stupid gourd. She totally wasn't kind of drunk anyway. ]

I love all you guys, equally. I'll admit, a romance would sound like such a fun thing. But I'd rather not risk the flawless relationships that I already have with you guys.

Don't always gotta be romance, yanno. [trying to be all coy with his wine, sipping away nonchalantly] I ain't really cut out for that stuff anyway. I'm the love-em-and-leave-em type, I admit it.

You mean flings? Ha! Kitty, I've been with the same guys for seven months now. I don't really have a lot of fling options here. Plus I don't want a "love em and leave em" man to break my heart.

Aw, then I guess it just ain't meant to be, huh?

[he's still teasing, a bit, though he gets it. Really. He will simply never forget that he got to see her naked...]

Now now Kitty, don't feel rejected just yet. I might still give you a chance. The night's still young, after all.

Heh! [still grinning]

At least you're back to callin' me that dumb name. I tell ya, those days when you didn't know me were weird.

Those days when I didn't know you? Oh! Those misty days. Yeah, still don't know what came over me then. It was like my mind just blanked out for some reason. I couldn't see you, I could barely hear you. But it was those bells that helped me get through it. When my memory started coming back to me, it was those bells of yours that keep reminding me who you were.

Edited 2014-10-09 03:45 (UTC)

Seee? Don't make me get rid of the bells, they're important.

You're feelin' all right now, though, right? No after-effects or nothin'?

I never told you to get rid of them, Ning. I was going to offer to hold them for you. But then you got all defensive, so I didn't. Heck, those bells are just as important to me as they are to you.

[She quickly snatches the gourd from him. Hey if he's not going to drink, she will.]

And don't worry about me. I remember everything from the first time you tried to flirt with me to the moment I kissed you under the night sky.

Well then. [he's been sipping in between comments, so he's willing to let her have a turn] I see.

...oi, you actually used my name! Haha!

I did. Just to remind you that, yes, I am capable of calling you by your name once in a while.

[ She knows she's starting to feel it, and she knows she probably should stop before she does something she'll regret. Buuut she'll take another sip anyway. ]

But I am serious...[ She hooks a finger into his bell cord and gently tugs on it.] Let me keep them while you're out stealing us a new ship. It'll give you something to come back to.

[he looks down at the tug, and then back at her]

I think I already got enough things to come back to. [terrible way to refer to her and the others staying out of the fight] C'mon, I'll prove to you that it won't be a problem. Let me show ya what Gan Xingba can really do when it comes right down to it.

[ She may just be drunk enough to assume he was talking about her, just her, and she thinks that's so sickeningly sweet. Cynthia gives the cord one more tug. Just to make those bells ring. Then looks up at her captain with her best pout and puppy dog eyes. ]

Or maybe you just don't trust me with these bells of yours.

[he meets her look, perhaps a bit too close but eh, these things happen]

It ain't about trust. I'd feel naked without 'em, especially goin' into battle.

Well I'd just feel lost without you...

[ She tugs at his cord again. But only to use it as an excuse to slide in closer. Yes, welcome back to her personal bubble. She missed you. ]

[why hello Cynthian indeed]

Yeah? What if I promise I won't die? Heaven and hell can hold me to it.

[ Well that makes her smile. ]

I'd like that.

I swear on my bells, then. We'll all come back alive, especially me. No Navy's gonna lay a hand on any of us. [pats his knee where the gold embroidery swirls across his pants] Some gods somewhere gotta be lookin' out for us.

Thank you, Ning. That really means a lot to me.

[ She leans forward to kiss him on the cheek. Then gets up and hands the gourd jug back to him. ]

This wine's making my head spin. I should probably call it a night...

[wow, two cheek-pecks in a night. It must be his lucky day. He takes the gourd and sits back.]

I told you it had a kick. [but, awww.] Y'sure? Don't wanna just...sit and watch the moon?

I want to...but I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself, the longer I stay near you.

[ Drunk or not, the fact that he hasn't actually made a move surprises her. ]

[hey, he has some tact...and, well, she had declared her intentions earlier, even if they're a bit muddled behind mixed signals now]

Do you wanna control yourself?

[there it is, just a little delayed. The offer's open, at least, but she'd be wise to leave him hanging.]

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