[ prp ] Thoughtless (Zane & Soleil) (fin)

[Nuxaz]

Making it back to shore was easier than Zane had expected but then again, many things about the mission (besides the giant lobster) were easier than he expected. Sure there had been some costs, Kim had fallen and Melvin had to stay at Atlantis but....

All in all?

Things were pretty good. Though, he was curious about the artifacts that had been mentioned.

Maybe I should look into what it takes to get one, he thought as his boots shuffled along the shoreline. Being sopping wet was less than ideal and the ginger was pretty eager to get back to his room and change.

Wonder where...ah, there she is. Green eyes found the candian not too far away and he made his way over to her.

"You doing okay?"

beejoux

 

[Nuxaz]

His head tilted, green eyes peering at her beneath water spotted lenses when her thoughts echoed in his head. Wait, was that not just an Atlantis thing? Red brows knitted together and he wrinkled his nose when he shrugged.

"Could be better. Would like to change, fraid of chaffed thighs from wet jeans." He was only half serious and it showed in the way a lazy grin stretched around his mouth.

"Seemed easier than that one you talked about before. Sahara?" Another shrug and then he was nodding at the buildings because he really didn't want to add sand to wet clothes. "Wanna head back?"

beejoux

 

[Nuxaz]

When Soleil looked up she would find him with a slight smirk on his lips and a raised brow.

"I'm sure it'll be fine." Again he was shrugging, about ready to make the trek off the beach and back to base when she draped against him. That made him pause, fingers wrapping around an arm that he tugged.

Zane stilled as her thoughts hit him in that pesky French that he didn't know at all.

Maybe I should get on that french learning business. Seems popular but, eh, effort.

"You want me to carry you? Because I don't think we're getting very far like this." He sounded amused at least.

beejoux

 

[Nuxaz]

Hm, was the thought of consideration that he offered to her without much thinking put into it at all. If Sol wanted to try her hand at teaching him, she was welcome to but he made no promise when it came to being a good student.

"I know what that one means," he protested, albeit without heat, knees bending and arms hooking beneath her knees before he hoisted her up.

It wasn't exactly comfortable because she was in soaked clothing and so was he, but it beat potentially half dragging her with the way she had clung to him before.

"We'll see how these old weary bones hold up as we go."

beejoux

 

[Nuxaz]

"The jury's still out on that," Zane cracked, head tilting so he could glance at her from the corner of his eye. "Should I start going 'get out of my room you rotten kids' or maybe call you sweet cheeks. That seems like something a geezer would call a gal."

It was obvious that he was only half-serious.

"Uh--" Zane meant to respond but his brain seemed to short at her thoughts. A shake of his head later and he was back to being quickish on his feet. "Bonjour! But that's kinda a given. Probably know thanks? Merci?"

Sol made the suggestion and he shrugged again. The nicer bathrooms of the first floor definitely beat out the basement, but that was where all of his stuff was.

"You sure you're not just trying to get me out of my clothes?"

beejoux

 

[Nuxaz]

"It's gotta come with a lecherous stare too or it doesn't have the right effect, dunno if I'm old man enough to pull it off." It was easy enough to banter with the girl on his back, especially when the soft flesh of her cheek pressed against his rougher one.

"Never needed to know any French, but it seems like everyone on the island knows some of it." He knew it was probably useful to learn but effort.

Still, it was a considering thought when it passed through his head.

Steps faltered as lips grazed his throat and he opted to ping her with his thoughts instead of saying them aloud. Tryin' to tease me, sweet cheeks?.

Her other thought brought a red flush beneath his freckles and his instinctive thought was that wasn't exactly on my mind....

beejoux

 

[Nuxaz]

Contrary to the popular belief that that was always on boy's minds, it was not a thought that often crossed Zane's and he hadn't been thinking of it in an capacity until Soleil's thoughts were pressing atop his own.

Even then it was difficult to tell how he felt about them as he read neither hot nor cold.

"You got a good lecherous old man stare?" Yeah, okay, he wanted to see her best impression of that.

Her thoughts had him humming, catching her eye when she looked at him. "Probably should. Sorry sweet cheeks, no nudity for your viewing pleasure."

beejoux

 

[Nuxaz]

The building was in sight, which was good because his creaky old man bones were starting to ache-- though he was sure it was an aftereffect of the lobster brawl more than his own body. (And really, he wasn't that sore and felt better more and more so as time passed.)

"Hey, man's gotta maintain some mystery Soleil." It was mostly an excuse, but so very him. Still, he had the decency to at least seem apologetic as she deflated on his back.

Once again her thoughts had him laughing and he shook his head, making sure to rest against hers on his shoulder after. "Come on, maybe we wanna romance you first." That sounded like a lot of effort but he was more into the casual cuddling and chilling than any of that hanky panky business.

beejoux