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crankyshark) wrote in
high_seas2014-08-14 10:08 am
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Happy Birthday to You~
Who: Faye and Thash
Where: Aboard the Gilded Rose, at sea.
What: Bithday celebrations :D
Warnings: Almost all of them XD amongst the possibilities: swearing, alcohol use, dark/emo themes, mature/suggestive themes... there probably won't be violence for once?
Status: Closed

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Really? Sure.
*Breakfast in bed wasn't something she'd ever had brought to her before. She almost thought it was a romantic thing that people did in books only, never in actual real life*
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[he got up slowly, starting to crawl over her to get out of bed. He paused before he was all the way up though, leaning down to kiss her on the neck affectionately. He then stood up and put his pants on, heading out the door]
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*Faye smiled brightly at the kiss, and turned to watch him leave. When he was gone, she turned her face into his pillow, then burst into a fit of muffled giggles. Faye didn't really have any expectations for her birthday, but the idea of breakfast being made for her and brought to her in bed excited her a lot. She sat up eventually and combed her fingers through her hair to be sure that she didn't look too bedraggled when he came back to her. Then she went through a series of stretches that she could still do in bed while sitting down, waiting for him to come back with breakfast*
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Hope I didn't mess it up too bad...it's been a while since I cooked eggs and I almost never toast bread.
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You're so cute making this for me that I could just eat you up for breakfast.
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Anyway, hope you like it.
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Maybe I'll have you for dessert.
*Then, because she was hungry and didn't want the food to get cold, Faye started digging into her breakfast, heartily eating and seeming quite impressed with what he had made her. She glanced at him, and nodded towards the plate she had balanced on her lap*
You want some?
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[he smiled at her offer but shook his head] it's okay, I munched on stuff while I was cooking that, so it's all yours.
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*Faye turned to him for a moment and licked her lips before going back to her breakfast. She tackled the toast next, the crunching rather loud as she chewed through it*
Thank you for breakfast.
*While she'd never had breakfast in bed, she'd often been offered breakfast out, though usually after her performance in bed the night before. Thash had made her breakfast without her even doing that much, and that felt quite special*
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[When she thanked him he gave a smile so big his eyes closed. It was probably pretty cute] you're welcome! Glad you like it, heheh.
[He was happy when he made anything she was willing to eat, really. He wasn't a skilled cook and she didn't seem like the kind of person who would eat something she found distasteful, so to him it was a nice bit of success]
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I sure did.
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Guess you're done eating huh?
[He said it with a bit of a chuckle, moving his face a little closer to hers. A smooth smile came to his lips]
Or are you?
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Hmm... I might be ready for dessert.
*She rested her hands firmly on his hips, doing her best to ignore the things her body was telling her body that she wanted, as she so often had to do when she allowed herself to get close to Thash like this*
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[He wasn't used to speaking in slightly confusing metaphors like this and hoped he wasn't screwing it up. He could tell she wanted to be close right now, which he didn't mind although he hoped she'd be ready for it again later. Even if she wasn't though, she was the birthday girl... far be it from him to deny her what she wanted]
[...Besides, it'd be hard for him not to feel a little desire himself with her sitting on him like that. Sheesh this woman could be tempting]
You're looking pretty sweet yourself... [Yes, even in her PJs. His hands slid down to the sides of her hips to pull them gently towards himself, and he lowered his face to her neck and starting to kiss along the side of it]
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*Faye smirked, and her hands moved from his hips round to slip into the tops of the pockets of his pants. He needn't worry about her not wanting to be close later, either. Her own desire was a difficult one to extinguish. That, and she was happy to be as tempting as he could be*
Thank you, sweetie.
*She definitely appreciated the compliment while she felt like she probably still looked pretty messy. Faye hadn't expected him to go straight to her neck, and her hands squeezed gently as she sighed at the kisses*
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[He then moved his face back up to hers, leaning in close enough that his lips barely brushed hers as he spoke]
Never knew I'd like someone else's hands in my pockets more than my own...
[His thumbs rubbed along her hips a bit, wondering if her little PJ shorts had pockets on them]
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Hmm... Feels good, huh?
*While her own shorts didn't have pockets, he was more than welcome to try and find out*
I like hands in my pockets too.
*Perhaps that would be enough for him to investigate*
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[He pressed his face closer to kiss her softly, one of his hands moving to the small of her back to hold her close. The act of kissing her still had the effect of flooding his chest with loving warmth, distracting him from the pocket subject for a moment. But after that moment was past, his other hand started to explore a little. It'd be easier to use his eyes, sure, but what fun was that? They were too busy being squeezed shut as he kissed her]
[His thumb moved to the front of her hip, feeling up and down for any pockets in the fabric. Nope. So it slid around to the back, fingers searching the side of her rear. None there either]
[He accidentally broke the kiss for a moemnt to laugh] You don't have any pockets...
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*Faye felt equally as breathless as he kissed her, pleased when he held her close. She showed how pleased she was when his hands started exploring some more, and she hummed lightly through the kiss, hands firmly still in his pockets. She chuckled with his laughter*
Are you sure? Maybe you need to search some more...
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[He said to play along, knowing full well he wouldn't find any pockets but that she must have liked his hands in those places where they'd be if she did have them. Then he went back to kissing her softly but fully, moving his lips against hers with deliberate emotion. Both his hands moved to her hips now and began rubbing his thumbs against the area where front pockets would be. Meanwhile his tail gathered up some pillows and blanket fluff behind him so he could lean back against them slightly, getting more comfortable]
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[He smirked against her lips when she gasped and shuddered, his hands starting to rub a little more firmly and stray slightly lower... though not too low.]
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urgh lost signal on the train!
X3 lol
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