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 Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2012 12:53 am
Mac being able to give her kisses, and her not being able to return the favor was making her squirm a little, although she was trying hard to concentrate on what she was supposed to be doing - rowing the boat. At his question, she just remained silent, clearing her throat as she moved onto another topic; it was true that she had played pretend, but they probably never involved what Mac was thinking about, "This reminds me of the time you taught me to hold something else, do you remember?"
She paused, looking at the boil with a hopeful expression, wondering if he still remembered, "The bat! At that place with the noisy balls, during our first-first date." As she spoke, she moved the oar in a circular motion, following Mac's movement at first, but soon getting the hang of it and putting force into each row.
"Where are we rowing to?" She asked, squinting into the darkness ahead.
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2012 9:50 pm
"I do~" For once, Mac didn't gutter her words; because he did remember. How could he forget trying to win her back? "This is a lot less violent, though." The Reaper chuckled, shaking his head softly in the small space he had (because he was hell bent on not removing his chin from her shoulder), and settled to watching her move as she was directed. Well, he did most of the time. The rest of the time he was, ah, admiring the view, so to speak.
"Well, if you keep rowing like that, we'll be going nowhere but in circles." He chuckled, pulling on her hands enough to make the staff-oar come out of the water. With one fluid motion he guided her to pull the oar across the boat and into the opposite side. "It's a general good idea to not favor a side unless you want to turn. Alternating between them is the best way to keep going in a somewhat straight line." Mac directed cooly, now shifting the staff-oar from one side to the other every couple of paddles. The water wasn't deep enough to favour one side, but at least he had built up enough momentum to keep gliding through Lizzy's slow pace.
"Otherwise, we are rowing into silence. Up ahead the lake turns into a little river that goes through a dark forest. It's really pretty at night, I think you'd like it." Normally he would have kept it a secret, but LIzzy + Water never got along well. At least he kept how it was pretty to himself, especially silence it was so dark. "Plus, being alone with you anywhere is nice~"
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2012 10:29 pm
"I enjoy this a lot more," She nodded, smiling as she turned her head as much as she could to plant a kiss on his cheek - success! - before directing her attention back to the bow of the boat.
"Ohhhhh. Ohhhhh," Now that she actually thought about it, what Mac said did make sense, about rowing on both sides; then again, she wasn't really thinking that hard, since she was relying on Mac to show her. She allowed him to lead at first, brow furrowed in concentration as she silently counted the number of paddles on either side before he shifted. Once she got into the rhythm, however, it got easier to keep track of, "This is pretty tiring though..." She wasn't even the one putting strength into the rowing!
Pausing momentarily, she blinked, "Is this why you have such lovely arms to hold?" it made sense to her, if he did this on a regular basis.
"A pretty dark forest?" She would have sparkled if it wasn't for the fact that she knew Mac didn't approve of it; after all, most fairy tales that she had read as a scareling had the setting as some dark forest somewhere. She giggled, blushing, "I like being alone with you too~"
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Posted: Thu Jun 14, 2012 10:29 am
"Yeah, it's a huge workout!" Mac agreed on her comment of being tiring. There were many days he'd go out on the water to just exhaust himself, to burn energy and then go back tired enough to pass out. He wouldn't tell her, but that's often how he worked through the days early on in their relationship, when he wanted to step it up but she wouldn't let him. Some days it was easier to come out here and work out until he was exhauted, or to distract herself from making her cry.
"Ahah...yeah, that'd be why! I don't work out anywhere else." The idea made him laugh, leaning down to nuzzle against her neck again. Well, he did work out somewhere else, but he couldn't really count that if he was trying to be a gentleman today. "Gotta keep up this physique somehow!"
"Yep, A very nice one. I think you'll like it. Nice and secluded, too~" His hands gripped the oar tighter the more obvious it became that she was getting tired; partially to keep the boat moving, and partially to adjust their direction to keep them on course. When he was satisfied he did loosen his grip if she wanted to keep going, but it wouldn't put him out any to continue manning the oar.
"This is her Maiden Voyage, you know." Sort of, anyway.
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Posted: Thu Jun 14, 2012 1:03 pm
"It's a nice physique," She giggled, blushing again; she might or might not be imagining Mac looking particularly seductive, her cheeks turning from pink to red as she giggled again, "Very nice."
Thanks for making her a pervert, Mac.
"Like in fairy tales?" She smiled, letting the oars go to gently massage her arms; best leave the rowing to Mac... She probably wasn't helping much anyway, even though it was fun while it lasted. Tiring, but fun. Leaning against him, her eyes widened slightly as she tilted her head back, looking surprised; she remembered him telling her that it was his newest boat, but she didn't know that it was that new, "Really? Oh, oh! Does she have a name?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 15, 2012 9:38 pm
"Well thank you. I like yours too~" Mac chuckled, letting go of the staff-oar just long enough to trail his hands appreciatively along her body. He was quick to take up his weapon again though, knowing she was tired; it was a pity really, he kind of wanted to feel more.
"Only better." He assured her; certainly like the Fairy Tales, only in his mind it was better, because it was the two of them in the story, not some nameless couple. It was a good thing he got to cop a feel when he did, as suddenly the oar was entirely in his hands. That was fine, he still had a lovely prize on his lap after all!
"She does not!" He beamed when she continued to call the little boat by feminine pronouns, quiet enjoying how she adapted to it without question. "I was kind of hoping you'd give some suggestions." Mac said innocently.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 5:14 am
As much as she liked where his hands were, Lizzy couldn't help giggling as she reached for his hands, "What if someone-" She then paused suddenly, as if just recalling how alone they were, "I think we should come out on your boat more often, despite the water. It doesn't feel that bad with you around." With the oar off her hands, she half-turned her body to wrap her arms around his shoulders, wriggling her eyebrows at him.
"Me? Really?" She asked, eyes widening in a mixture of surprise and excitement, "Ummm, how about... Lic? It's Lizzy plus Mac!" Yes, she had to explain that, "Or... Mazzy, which is Mac plus Lizzy!" She had to explain that too.
"Or Victoria... Always wanted to name my daught- Uh, something Victoria," She nodded, "Like, you know, a minipet..." Or a scareling. Same difference?
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 11:32 pm
Mac rolled his eyes as her usual spleal started to come out; he didn't have to correct her as she figured it out on her own, and when she did he couldn't help the little amused chuckle that escaped his lips. Yes, Lizzy. They were so alone, so very alone. With each other. Just because he knew they were alone, he bowed his head and kissed her neck again, slow and deep.
"Oh, good. I agree with that, my boat, all the time. I can make you feel better if you want." The Reaper sneered teasingly, letting her sit and hang off of him as her dark little heart desired. Despite his teasing, he wasn't against it, really; he'd never been, uh, affectionate on a boat before! He somewhat wanted to bring this up, to prove he still had firsts to give her, but somehow he didn't think it was the time. Especially with her so hesitant on bobbing water.
The names for the boat made him pause. Lic? Mazzy? Victoria? Aside from hearing daughter quite clearly - the word followed by a look from the Reaper - and he considered them. They weren't really...boat names, but...at least they could go somewhere with Victoria rather than the other two.
"Hmm, well, it's something of a superstition to not name the boat after anyone on board, or a mate, or after someone in general. So...lets think of something else?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 11:59 pm
"Ohh, there's better?" She asked, smiling at the kiss to her neck, blushing profusely as she pressed herself against his chest with a whine; while it was still weird to be so intimate in a public place - and she couldn't help looking around once in a while - she had to note that it was rather... Thrilling, doing something she usually did only behind closed doors. Feeling a little adventurous, she leaned away, only to close her eyes, and kiss him on his lips, rubbing the back of his neck.
"What kind of a superstition? Well, what did you name your other boats?" She asked, lips resting against his as she smiled, "Was there a theme to it?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 17, 2012 11:34 am
"Of course there is, I can always make you feel better." He boasted with a proud grin. Part of him was worried when she leaned away, but all that failed when she leaned back in for a kiss, one which he readily returned, his rowing pausing just long enough to pull his staff-oar horizontally against her back, pulling her briefly against him since his hands were busy.
"Ah, well, see, you're not supposed to name it after someone you know 'cause if things get rocky or something happens, it's bad luck for the boat." He explained hesitantly, looking at the calm water as if it could change it's mind at a moment's notice. For a boil who tended to not care about a lot of things, he was certainly supersitious when it came to the water. "Ahh, there wasn't a theme. The first one was Swimmer and the second one was Brimstone." He gave a shrug, knowing the names were a little, ah, weird. "It's supposed to be like naming a scareling, but when I was younger it was either the first thing that came to mind, or whatever sounded cool." He had to laugh at himself...so he did.
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Posted: Sun Jun 17, 2012 12:32 pm
"That's some confidence you have there," She giggled, lightly pinching his nose with one hand, while the other remained on the nape of his neck, gently rubbing it, "But that's one of your better qualities~" She planted another kiss to his lips, smiling as she laid her head down on his shoulder.
"Ohh, I see," She blinked, perking up when the word 'scareling' was mentioned, "... You would name your scareling Swimmer... And Brimstone?" She looked mildly horrified, her eyes widening before she pouted, moving one hand to pat the boat, as if saying 'there, there, mummy won't let daddy give you a terrible name, no boat is going to make fun of you'.
"Maybe we should pick a name that means something good then...?" She suggested, "Something auspicious..."
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 8:26 am
"Well yeah, but history doesn't lie!" Mac laughed; aside from the whole crying thing, he really did have a good streak of making her feel better in one way or another. Of course, there was one way he loved above the rest. The kiss was again returned and he went back to rowing, the area around them becoming more and more infested with dark, twisting trees that glowed eerily as his lantern shone off them.
"Err, What? No, of course not! I'm not mean or a fire creature!" The idea that he'd name scarelings like that made him laugh, a loud barking thing due to how ridiculous it sounded. "I said like naming a scareling; as in it's important. Scareling names and boat names can be and often are totally different, dummy!" He teased, shaking his head and lightly headbutting her. "So yes, I would like something auspicious, but not boastful."
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 9:30 am
"... Oh," She pouted at being called a dummy, the headbutt causing her to puff her cheeks up as she huffed, looking away from Mac briefly, "How about... Marvelous? We can call her Marvey! Or, if that's too flamboyant, how about Coconut? Since... They float long distances, and are very hardy," She was terrible at this, really, "Or... Moat. Because you can't sink a moat."
Made sense to her.
She had been so focused on trying to think of a name for the boat that she didn't notice the change in their surroundings until they were already rowing down the river. She leaned away from Mac's shoulder, staring at the trees on either side with a wide-eyed, surprised look; it soon dissolved into a small smile as she quietly admired the view, appreciating how tranquil and eerie the place was.
Almost unconsciously, her arms wrapped around her boilfriend as she leaned on his shoulder again. However, her gaze remained on the riverbank.
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 10:19 pm
"Hmm...I like Moat~" He mused, pondering over the options she was giving him. Marvelous was out because of that silly nickname, Coconut was almost an okay name by him, but it was her reasoning for Moat that won him over.
After that he allowed the silence, letting her get comfortable and watch the scenery; it was beautiful here at night, only having the pale glow of the moon and the reds from his lanterns to light their way. "There's another dock somewhere around here, it kinda leads a little bit into the forest, but there's nothing - and nobody - there. It's up to you if you wanna go on land, or stay in the boat." He informed her after a while, seeing the tell tale signs of said dock in the distance.
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2012 2:09 am
"A boat named Moat," Lizzy paused briefly, giggling to herself, "That rhymes." It wasn't her intention, but it was still amusing to note.
"Ohh, more alone time with Mac?" She smiled, her gaze moving away from the river bank, "Mmm, but I was getting comfortable..." A walk in the forest sounded like it would be romantic though, especially in a forest like this one, "I guess I don't mind... I mean, it's not everyday that I get to come here with you~"
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