A temporary problem. Find others to fit the same purpose for you until they return to you.
[There were other ways to find connection to fill those voids if and when they existed in her. He had to wonder if it would be smart to remain home tonight in case this situation was bombastic enough to require his immediate intervention with bribery and clean up.
He raised his eyebrow, giving himself time to consider his answer to her reply as he sat back further into his chair.]
I don't want you to invite Chosen intervention to your activities. Remove them from town then if you want noise. [He lifted his tumbler to his lips for a sip of whiskey.] Or I will cover your activities with something grander.
[Perhaps make up for the fact that he had put her in this position to act out like this in the first place. He had only been sentenced once, and the punishment of being dragged across the desert had been far worse than the pitiful community service.]
[He shivered at the explosive sound that Richard made, feeling it ringing in his ears even if in reality it wasn't particularly loud at all. The noise was a stroke of his ego knowing that he might be rusty, but he could wring such noises out of a bedmate a few times when he choose to do so. It seemed that he had hit the spot that Richard had been needing all along; he vowed to be better with reading the younger man's cues if this were to continue beyond this interaction.
Their faces stayed close together, and he could feel Richard's breath on his cheeks and lips, that hand on the back of his head encouraging him to stay just so. The warmth of being so close and his own arousal chased away the last of the linger cold from his skin, and he enjoyed the soft caresses of their lips as the motion of their actions. He could watch pleasure overcoming Richard's features, and he growled low in his throat as he felt warmth spread over his hands to indicate orgasm.
His fingers through inside that tightness to push Richard through it, and he felt warm liquid on his stroking hand and shoulder a moment later. No guessing necessary even as he stroked and thrust Richard through the full weight of that orgasm. He also gave into temptation and pressed their lips firmly together in their first real kiss, though he broke it off once it was clear that Richard and wrung himself out.
He eased back to look at the mess the younger man had become, sliding his hand along the full length of Richard's cock one last time before he brought his hand to his mouth to taste the ejaculate. His fingers slowly eased out of Richard after that, stroking in the limited space between vagina and testicles.]
Such a marvel you are... [He wiped his hands on the provided blanket and moved to struggle to his feet, standing gingerly because of his injuries and nothing to do with his state of arousal. He stepped in, grasping Richard's burnt arm close to the shoulder and sliding his hand down the full length.] Will you welcome me to your bed, hmm?
[ it is a temporary problem, but she is in no mood to try and find replacements, either. to find another ethan, abigail, william, and tabitha among the thieves just to spend time with her sounds too much of a chore, and they're the best in burglary besides herself. so to that suggestion, she makes no comment, but to the other his daughter flashes him a light flat expression before popping the bread into her mouth. ]
I'm hitting a lot of houses, Silco. Dragging every couple outside of town, then go back in again, takes too much time. It's easier to just do it in their houses and hop to the next. Who's gonna miss these losers anyway? They don't mean anything.
[ she takes a break to chew more, then starts: ]
You don't have to cover for me. Your plate's already full of so many things, don't let what I'm doing stop you.
[It seemed that this was going to be an all night torture and murder frenzy then, was it? He preferred to focus those tendencies towards work and missions, but for now, he was still building their little empire and didn't need anyone to guard cargo. Aside from Jinx herself, moving goods was laughably easy to do. Perhaps he would have to make more efforts to focus her outbursts of violence.]
Depends if this place is determined to try to pull on the heartstrings of other Chosen to interfere. Hence why I am saying keep it tight and quiet.
[He swirled his whiskey and watched her for a quiet moment, sensing some teenage rebellion in her words.]
Are you pushing me away, Jinx? I don't care to be at arm's length, if that's the case.
So what? Let them try and interfere. I'll give them a little present, too, so they won't feel left out.
[ her nostrils does flare a little at the question, but she breathes out for a second before speaking. she isn't going to do the same mistake twice and let her emotions get the better of her (even though it's prodding her already). jinx straightens her spine and lifts her chin, so her words can flow through her tongue easily. ]
I'm not pushing you away. I already told you that I'm not going to walk away from you ever again. And I meant that. I'm just [...] preparing. That's all.
[So caution was going to the wind... Well, he would prepare his own resources to provide her the necessary protections that he could.]
It would not serve us well to start a war between the Chosen at this time.
[He measured her response, but there was a definitely disparity between her stance, her words and the emotions he surmised that she was experiencing. He set down his drink and leaned forward so he could rest a forearm on the table as he turned to face her, drawing his legs towards himself again.]
Preparing for what exactly? Do you not believe that I will continue to make you my priority?
[ keeping her posture the way it is, she scoots her meal aside from now and grants her father a little staredown while maintaining her tone as cool as she can. ]
Oh, I believe you, I just know people. And people change and do crazy things when it comes to sex. Especially if it's not a hit it or quit it sort of thing. So I'm just prepping.
[He maintained eye contact with her steadily. His own meal and now drink was abandoned as he focused the full weight of his attention on her. His mind was following along her words and dissecting what she might mean by then.
He wondered if she claimed to know the change in behaviour as she was basing what he might do on her sister or even herself. He sighed from his nose.]
You perhaps have lost faith in me then to compare me to the way your sister treats you over her enforcer. Have I made you question my loyalty so much in the past?
[There is another whimper from him as Silco finally goes for it and closes the gap between them, sealing their lips together. Richard responds to the kiss earnestly, parting his lips and pushing down, drinking and tasting the the man below him. However, the contact is broken rather prematurely as Silco pulls away and Richard tries to chase after the lips till very end with his teeth and tongue.
The strength of the orgasm leaves him boneless and slightly light in the head. The only reason he manages to stay on his feet and not to stumble forward is because he's still holding on Silco. There's few beads of sweat gathered on his forehead and his dark locks have become messy and disheveled. The previous faint dusty pink flush covering cheekbones has now turned deep, hot red, spreading all around his body.
His eyes are half-lidded and he looks through his long eye-lashes as he tries to catch his breath. And the sight of Silco licking his fingers clean certainly does something to him. His stomach drops, equally both from mortified state and strange excitement, one that keeps the fire in his stomach alive despite his very recent release.
Richard stares Silco for a quick beat before pulls the man back down to another kiss. Though this time he makes sure not to let go of him until he's satisfied, kissing him with a feverish force, teeth scraping the bottom lip and tongue. He only breaks the contact enough so that he can whisper Silco the answer:]
[He made a soft almost surprised noise at the hunger in that kiss, and there was nothing chaste about it. He felt teeth and tongue at his lips, and it was not an enthusiasm that he was used to experiencing unless someone was very drunk or very stupid, neither being a state that Richard was it. At first, he didn't respond and instead let the younger man have control over the contact, a shuddering sigh escaping him as their lips parted.
His left arm slipped around Richard's middle, pulling the other against him hard so he can truly feel those breasts against his chest for the first time; he had not paid them much attention during their previous interaction only by the case he needed both hands to pleasure Richard properly. Now he was standing and had the opportunity to enjoy them along the rest of Richard's body which was shorter and slimmer than his yet he had no doubt just as strong - if not more - based on training.]
Kiss me. [It was not a request, and he was already leaning down to press their lips back together. Would he receive the same hunger as before, or had it been a mistake, a flare of short-lived misplaced enthusiasm? His mouth was tentatively eager this time, ready to respond if some similarities of last time occurred again. When was the last time he had kissed someone with any kind of passion?
He didn't actually wait either as he was sliding his other arm around Richard's waist so he could pick the other man up and walk them the short distance from the pelt they had been sitting on to the bed where he could deposit them both. He eased Richard down back first so he could lay over the younger man, removing them so he could prop his upper half up a little so allow Richard to find a comfortable place to set limbs and body.
In the interim, he forced his weight to balance more on his left hand so he could use the right to cup and lightly massage one of Richard's breasts.]
[ she scoots herself away from their table and gathers to her feet, pacing slowly to move around with her bandaged fingertips dragging along the surface. soon, her slender fingers meet his sleeve, and they climb steadily to the curve of his shoulder until she is fully behind him.
his daughter hunches forward, her arms draping over each of his shoulders as she lowers her head to press her cheek to his. and when she speaks again, it's barely above a whisper -- like she is sharing a dark secret that's so sinister that not even the walls should listen in. ]
Your pet will force their way between us. They will use their body or whatever power they have to warp your mind when you least expect it... whether you want it to happen or not. They'll make you give into their every temptation, bend into their will, and it'll be so big that you can't fight it off. And if I try to break you from their spell, it'll mean what we have together will crumble forever.
[ her tone weakens and she moves her head ever so slightly so he can feel her lips part with each syllable. ]
You'll be lost... and I won't be able to reach you. ... And what will I do then?
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[He remained seating as she rose, yet he was poised and tense as she came around to touch his arm then up to his shoulder. He lost sight of her as she moved behind him, yet he turned his head to the right as he felt her arms slide over his shoulders. It was then that he relaxed into her loose embrace, the trepidation fading as his daughter whispered her concerns into his ear.
While he had complete confidence in his ability to not lose focus on his priorities, he couldn't deny her points either. It hadn't been his lover's body at first to hold his attention beyond the scarring, but instead, he had been deeply curious of the tortured soul that was a fish out of water. When he had been at the bottom most point of his loneliness, it had been Richard he had gone to expecting nothing and receiving more than he ever bargained for.
He leaned back in his chair, into his daughter's draped arms and reached back with a hand until he could cup the back of her head. He was, perhaps, more free with some of his affection.] I won't let that happen, Jinx. We have found comfort in sharing some intimacy, nothing more, nothing less.
[He closed his eye, considering her question seriously.]
What I do here, I do for us, for you. Taking someone to my bed will not change that fact. I will not allow this addition whether it is short term or long term addle my mind so that I am neglectful of you.
[He was so determined on his own point of view of the world and himself that he didn't believe his foundation could be shaken.]
[ once she feels his hand resting on the back of her head, jinx nuzzles in deeper -- her nose caressing against the skin of his cheek but not without the light sniffling. she was doing so well without the tears or runny nose, but it looks like those two things will finally betray her. ]
... I know you won't. But they'll make you...
[ she hates that her tone is becoming unbalance and her vulnerability is showing, but she has to say this and warn him before any serpents make their way through before she gets her chance. ]
I've seen how they brainwash people. They won't care if I had you first, they won't care that you're mine and my home. They'll rip me away because they're selfish, wicked, and cruel. They'll want me out of the way, and they'll blind you so you won't see their intentions. Then I'll have no choice but to hurt or kill them.
... And then I'll lose in the end. That's what I'm preparing for. Losing.
[For his part, Silco surrendered into the role of patient father and the tension completely left his body as he stretched his legs back out under the table. There was no need to rise, not when Jinx nestling her face so close against his skin where he was aware of her breath against his skin and the noises of her being upset easily reached his ear.]
You believe so?
[It was an interesting concept to consider. When had anyone actually made him do anything against his own will in these last years? There were compromises of course, and there was altering his opinion and his intentions, but the goals had always seemed so clear. Yet, he didn't deny her fear or how she may know something he had locked away a very long time ago.
His fingers stroked her hair lightly in a comforting gesture. He hummed softly, acknowledging her feelings and her concerns.]
Is that what you experienced with those boys you allowed into your bed? They brainwashed you and tried to take you away from me, to cut me out?
[He was mainly considering that arrogant idiot, Quentin, but there had been the Firelight boy to start the ball rolling. Then there was the natives she dabbled with on occasion. With the Firelight boy's return though, he had to consider if what she saw as a threat to him was something he was now going to have to concern himself with in her.]
[ her lips feel so dry suddenly, and maybe she should have considered that drink after all because her throat is growing tight, too. the stroke over her hair feels so lovely and soothing, and it eggs her tears to trickle faster and become more obvious (if not that, then his cheek now becoming damp will be his first clue).
and it's this exact moment, this exact love between them is what she is afraid of losing. and while the love between her and her sister is strong, it could be unbreakable if it weren't for caitlyn's meddling, and the two sisters are still slightly rocky to this day. when was the last time jinx had seen vi's face or heard her voice? since the whole the last drop fiasco?
when her father brings up those questions, her heart aches and her sniffling increases, but not without a tiny blush brusing across her cheeks. in spite of this conversation, it's still a little embarrassing to talk about her previous sex life with a parent. ]
Q...- Quentin was the only one I let in...in that way. The nobodies are just ones and zeros. The council are making them up, so it's no real different than doing it to yourself.
[ and since they are discussing about this and essentially her ex-boyfriend, jinx... might as well fess up about something. ]
When Quentin and I first met, he wanted me to leave you behind. I told him that you and I were going to make Aldrip all ours some day, and he wanted me to rule it all without you and have it be just him and me instead.
[ nervously, she wets her lips and continues to croak through her words. ]
A-And I knew he could be dangerous, but I let him in anyway, because he felt too good. He made me feel...so pretty and I liked him in my head. But when I started to fall in love with him, he just....
[ she stops there, her silent sobs tangling with her tongue and forbidding her to speak further. ]
[She didn't remember the insect who started it all, and he would leave it that way. She had suffered enough traumas outside and inside of this place that he would prefer to protect her from more suffering if it was possible to do so. He was not willing to put his relationship with her at risk any more than he already had with his admittance, not when he had recently had her return to him.
He kept his face where it was so she could remain nestled there against his neck, and he was keenly aware of the moisture on his cheek. His fingers continued to stroke the back of her hair as he listened to her discuss that idiot who had always rubbed him the wrong way.
Yet, his fingers paused when she admitted to Quentin's meddling, he felt a flare of anger that burned hot in his throat. He had to take a deep breath and hold it, pushing his own emotions down because he now recognized this as potentially the source of her unease when it came to his own intimate association.]
And because that idiot pulled that with you against me, you have been lead to believe that my own experience may be the same? That I would even entertain cutting you out after all we have been through, you and I?
[Love was a dangerous emotion, and when it went sour, it was like poison in one's veins.]
It is a boon to us all that he is gone otherwise I would have ended his existence over and over.
[ she admits quietly, pulling her face away from his, but only briefly so she can wipe away her tears with her forearm. and once she's done doing so, jinx returns to nuzzle back to him -- this time, her nose underneath his jawline and neck than his cheek. ]
Bad things always happen to me or whoever is around me... Nothing ever goes right or the way I really wanted.
[ because there's also her curse she has to consider in all of this, too. in her prospective, if silco isn't going to ditch her on his own, or his new lover isn't going to manipulate him into doing it, then her "jinx" will take control of the situation and make it a reality.
short-lived or long, at the end of the day, she still needs to prepare herself for the worst and if she's lucky, these premonitions may not come true at all. although given her eighteen years of existing, she doesn't have high expectations. and his daughter thought being in this new world or simulation would have cancelled out of her curse, but it followed her here — if not powerful than ever before. ]
[He lifted his chin and turned his head to watch her, but it wasn't long before her face returned to nuzzling into his throat. He let his chin come to rest on the top of her head, and his fingers stroked the back of her head to soothe her. He knew that she was upset, but it was just sex, not like that twisted excuse for a relationship she had had with that idiot.]
You need to stop blaming yourself, Jinx. Things happen because they happen, and you are exactly as you are meant to be.
[He had no plans on abandoning her, of leaving her behind for a warm body in his bed. Perhaps in future there may have to be coexisting, but with the way that things turned out for him, he doubted it very much. No one bedded a monster for more than a small amount of time before heading for the hills... or pushing his head under water as it were.
Jinx remained his priority. He was building an empire here for her, for them but mostly for her.]
They are not a threat to you or what we have. You have my word.
[ she knows she should believe him, and she should trust him, and quite frankly, she does. it's the chosen she holds no confidence over, and after quentin wounded her in the worst possible way (nearly in line with how vi left her that night), jinx had become suspicious towards everyone, excluding ragna.
sure, she has her little circle and friends, but humans are flighty, and one can never tell what they're thinking. it's one of the lovely qualities of quentin, because they spent the majority of their days in each other's minds; thinking to one another. she'd be a liar if she voiced she hadn't been missing him in that way, because she does. and that might be the reason why she clung to ekko so pathetically back at the treehouse.
her screw-up on that is churning within her stomach, and jinx will need to make a mental note to delete the boy savior's number off her device (if it's possible) later. their transaction has been fulfilled anyway, so there's no need for either of them to continue contact. he vowed he wouldn't spill the beans about her vulnerability, but... along with the rest of the chosen, she holds no confidence.
with another sniff, she nods and finally breaks away from her embrace on him. she should really return to her dinner before she grows ill or faint, because the amount she had wasn't nearly enough for her shimmer levels to be balanced. but the conversation dulled her appetite, so maybe she can try again as a midnight snack. ]
[Despite his comforting her, he knew that there was nothing that he could say or do right now to assure her of his commitment to keeping their relationship as it was. That would have to come with time and constant reinforcement that he was, as usual, better than Jinx's sister. His sense of loyalty remained constant up to and including his death prior to arriving here and it hadn't changed since he had arrived either.
Silco was also very aware of her jealous nature related to her abandonment issues. It was the reason that he didn't divulge the identity of the individual who had caught his eye for the time being. He would wait until she settled into the idea for a bit and until he had provided evidence that she could continue to trust him.
Besides, he had his own concerns that she would become distracted by the Zaun boy. Perhaps for the best, but their brief association had not ended well with his leaving, reinforcing the issues Silco would have to clean up the pieces to. Memory alteration here had been a boon in that case only, but he was alert to the fact that it could happen all over again, and it was difficult to nip the bud of future trouble when there was no permanent solution to such problems.
He eased his hand away from her so that she could rise from where she had been nestled close. He tipped his head to watch her from the corner of his blue eye.] You should eat something more, Jinx, especially if you are having a night on the town.
[That's just about it when it comes to Richard. He swings between the two extremes, either leaning to passivity or then tackling whatever is in front of him with his full attention. And Silo had managed to ignite the fire within his soul, bringing his desires up to the surface. It had awakened the insatiable hunger he carries with him. It's the hunger for everything that he had spent majority of his life denied. Always demanding more, looking for the madness within the flesh.
So, Silco's demand is answered just with as much enthusiasm and force as before. Richard licks, bites and pulls on his lips before diving in for a heated, open-mouthed kiss. His own fingers dig on the skin at the back of Silco's neck as he keeps their lips tightly sealed together. Not even the arms around his middle, pulling his body up is enough to make Richard break the contact. Prepared for the sudden lift, he raises on his tip-toes to ease the process of picking him up. With a quick movement he wraps his legs around Silco's waist and allows himself to be carried, all while still drowning them both in a kiss.
It's only after his back is met with soft mattress on his bed that Richard finally pulls away. His own lips are red and slightly plump, glossing faintly from the shared saliva. His chest raises heavily up and down as he catches his breath, the mismatched eyes locked tightly on Silco's expression when the hand slid up to touch his breast. A brief nervousness flashed in his expression when he felt the hand cup and move the soft flesh on his chest. A reaction that reflected more of the learned fear and shame than his current state.
And once again, when the words failed him, leaving his tongue heavy and tied to address his own body, the actions prevailed. So, Richard raised to place his burnt hand on top of Silco's to guide it higher on his chest so that it covers the entirety of the breast.]
[Silco was used to being the reserved one, the calm presence in the room that carried that undercurrent of danger. He was not one to be easily seduced or feeling as if he had lost control of the situation; if anything, he did everything his power to prevent a loss of control. Yet, in a single enthusiastic moment of demanding, he found his control snatched away where their mouths connected.
If his hands were already full of carrying Richard, he probably would have cupped the younger man's face. Instead, he found himself kissed with the enthusiasm and wanton nature of someone that wanted to feel and taste him. Richard had control though, and it was Silco's turn to follow the actions of the other, his lips responding with similar pressure and then parting to allow teeth and tongue against his own lips and mouth. Honestly, it took him a moment to remember how to breathe.
When it ended, he had a look of someone who had stared too long into a sudden bright light. He blinked his blue eye and managed to focus on Richard, thankful they were now laying down. Yet, his focus sharpened at the nervous flicker on Richard's face, and he leaned down to rest their foreheads together again as his hand remained where it was.] Don't. Not with me, Richard. [The words were barely a whisper, and he made a point of reinforcing his attraction with a rock of his hips to make his hard cock very apparent.
His thumb rubbed back and forth over the nipple until he felt Richard's hand on his own, and he allowed the younger man to guide his touch to where it would be best received. He returned to massaging and rolling the flesh under his hand, careful not to squeeze too hard, and he rolled his hips against Richard's at the same pace to imitate sex. Of course, he was on the process of digging his knees into the mattress for more stability, shifting his weight in the circle of Richard's legs as he dropped his hips so he could better position himself and allow his cock to dip to slide between the folds of Richard's delightful secret, and a shudder ran down his body at the thought of them sharing such vulnerability together.
[ the chilly silence lingers in the air as she quietly contemplates about her dinner, but she shakes her head to dismiss it. jinx knew her father is right, and so is the voice of reason that's somewhere hidden in her dark clouds of worry, jealousy, and anger. still and all, she links her arms around her thin frame and her stubbornness reared forward. ]
I'm not... really hungry.
[ the confession almost died in her throat, but it somehow managed its way past her lips -- probably through the gap between her two front teeth. his daughter finally moves after being behind her father for so long, and collects her meal to be placed inside their fridge. ]
[He nodded his head, accepting that any will to eat had left them both. The topic of discussion still hung cool and heavy between them, and he understood it would take time to prove that he could handle the situation appropriately and that Richard had no interest stealing him away from his only child. Though, it had not been a topic of discussion, he still considered their association sexual in nature only even when he found other comforts.]
Agreed. We will eat later then.
[He pulled his legs under him so that he could set them on the floor to stand and grab his own plate in order to take it to the kitchen. He followed Jinx to putting his own barely touched sandwich into the fridge, unwilling to waste her hard work and meal prep.
He stepped up to her to take a moment to rest his temple against hers for a few seconds.]
[ with her thoughts still thick and possessing her, she almost jolts in surprised when silco approaches to press their temples together. but jinx relaxes into it and remains motionless until those seconds pass. his daughter gets to work when their closeness breaks, crouching down to a cabinet to open and shuffle around for a duffle bag that's been stored away.
she unzips it when it's placed on the counter, then moves to a drawer where the knives are kept. one by one, she selects the tools from all different shapes and sizes, from a chef's knife, a steak, universal, cutting, and carving. his daughter shuts the tray door and opens another, with this one having capped oil crayons of all colors. and with these, jinx doesn't pick and choose but collects them all to stuff in the bag. ]
[ his daughter squints over her items she gathered so far, and her face twists in dissatisfaction — like there's something amiss. so she paces off to the opposite side of the kitchen, and rummages through other drawers with her fingers shooing away various objects around. a few seconds of searching until she finds what she's looking for, three capped disposable syringes that contain some dark lemony-colored components. ]
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