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 Posted: Sat Jan 17, 2015 12:37 pm
It may have been uncomfortable in the room after, but that was the furthest thing from her mind. She was on her back as well, gazing at the stars plastered to his ceiling, her eyes lidded and feeling utterly content. ********. She missed that. So much. One of her own hands had one of his longer curls loosely wrapped around her finger, while the other rested on her stomach, and it was Chance's smug tone that broke the comfortable moment of silence she'd been in. A smirk tugged at her own lips as she turned her eyes away from the stars on the ceiling to the man beside her. "I saw stars." She told him, and her smirk widened.
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Posted: Sat Jan 17, 2015 12:46 pm
Chance grinned, looking awfully pleased with himself for someone who had children's plastic stars on his ceiling. He propped himself up beside Claude and leaned over her to press a lazy, exploring sort of kiss on her mouth before drawing back again.
"I figured that pun alone was worth another kiss," he deadpanned, before flopping back onto his back. For a moment, he was silent, and his hand stilled on Claude's curls.
"So. What are you thinking about?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 17, 2015 1:05 pm
Nice to know she was finally catching up in the verbal delivery department, and she was even rewarded for her effort too. Her eyes followed him and briefly slid shut when their lips met again, tilting her head up to meet him. She just flashed him a pleased smirk. She had nothing else to say at the moment, and just continued to ride out the after, enjoying the feel of his hand in her hair until it stilled. For some reason, it brought her a great sense of amusement to be asked that. Right now. Pillow talk was something she never done before, and in the past, at this point, she'd be up and out. Now, she wasn't at all in a hurry. Not to get up, nor to put her clothes back on. Her gaze had drifted back to the plastic stars. "It's been a while." She answered. "A very long while. A few years, give or take. I missed it."
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Posted: Sat Jan 17, 2015 1:13 pm
He resumed the movement of his hand in her hair.
"A couple years?" Chance repeated, sounding mildly aghast. He shifted a little, turning his head and pressing a series of little kisses behind her ear, mostly out of a need for something to do. "That's a ******** long time, especially for someone that looks the way you do. Jeez."
He exhaled a breath. "Well, if anything, glad I could give you a bit of a good time to break that dry spell."
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Posted: Sat Jan 17, 2015 1:33 pm
She'd been incredibly distraught when Lex disappeared. Her would turned upside down. Everything went to s**t. She hated everything and everyone. That's why that happened. "It was a rough patch right before I came to Deus." She replied, giving a small pleasant shiver at the attention. "It was the furthest thing from my mind." She gave an idle shrug with one shoulder, and chuckled softly. "More than good." She could give him that at least, lest that smug tone come back again ten fold, though she doubted that needed much prompting. Claude then turned, resting on her side and facing Chance. The hand tangled with his hair left its post. She brushed her knuckles against his jaw and slid her fingers down his neck until she rested her hand on his chest, and the other curled against her own chest. She asked her question again. "What are you looking for?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 17, 2015 1:48 pm
He pulled away and gave a thoughtful sort of hum. "Sometimes a good distraction is what you need during a rough patch," said Chance idly, but he was pretty sure he understood what she was talking about anyway. His hand flitted over her forehead briefly. "But again, I'm glad I was able to give you what I could."
His arm moved away from her as she moved, and then resettled itself on her head once she was comfortable again. The corners of his lips quirked upwards as her fingers touched his jaw; but at her question some of the amusement ebbed away, replaced by a quiet contemplation.
He wasn't afraid of telling her what he was thinking himself, especially since he had warned her beforehand of his own self. But he still was holding out that things wouldn't be complicated between them.
His smile was not quite sad, but almost rueful.
"Just a good time," said Chance quietly. "And interesting people to fill my time here."
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Posted: Sat Jan 17, 2015 1:57 pm
She was looking at him contemplatively now, much like he had before all of this. Thinking. Her lips were quirked up once more, in something of a small smirk edging into something of a smile. It was not rueful like Chance's, but like someone who knew something the other didn't. "I don't doubt that." She replied. "But I don't believe it's the entire reason. You were looking too hard for something so simple."
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Posted: Sat Jan 17, 2015 2:13 pm
His expression shifted a little, something more of a confused frown now than the casual smirks and the lazy smiles of earlier. His hand had stopped moving now, and Chance's lips parted.
"I..."
A pause.
"What else exactly would I be looking for?" he asked, sounding genuinely perplexed.
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Posted: Sat Jan 17, 2015 2:54 pm
Chance had this unnatural ability to go from utterly attractive to utterly...adorable. She kept that thought to herself. Maybe calling Chance 'cute' right now wasn't a good idea, but it could very well be in the future. All in good fun, of course. "If you knew, you wouldn't be looking." Claude replied simply.
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Posted: Sat Jan 17, 2015 3:04 pm
He still had no idea what she was talking about. Chance let out a small breath of air that bordered on annoyance, but wasn't quite at that point yet. Instead he just gave Claude a suspicious sort of look, as though he thought she was somehow teasing and he just couldn't realize it.
"Like...what, exactly," he said slowly.
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Posted: Sat Jan 17, 2015 3:28 pm
He appeared to be getting something bordering flustered, and Claude found that interesting. In the past month or more she had known the other trainee, he'd been nothing of the sort. Easy going and smiles, and here was another layer accidentally unfolding... She gave an idle shrug with the shoulder not pressed into the mattress. "I'm not a mind reader." She didn't want to further fluster him though, with her own lack of answers, because she was just as clueless as he was, so she elaborated on why she thought so. "Before. It's on your face. In your eyes. I saw it. You were looking for something..." She paused. "A good time, yes, but you knew that was coming already, yet you still looked..." Here she paused again, because this conversation was starting to circle, and then decided to ask another question. "What were you thinking about? Then."
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Posted: Sat Jan 17, 2015 4:49 pm
He pushed himself vertical, sitting slowly up and running a hand through his damp curls. The blankets pooled around his bare waist, but he drew one leg closer to him, wishing, not for the first time, that he smoked, because it would give him something to do with his hands.
Chance gave a shrug. "Dunno. Maybe for something else, a meaning or something. Some sort of..." He waved a hand in annoyance. "Some sort of other emotion other than a desire for some good, uncomplicated sex."
The look he passed Claude over one shoulder was a mixture of amusement and something else, something unreadable.
"Didn't find a damn thing."
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Posted: Sat Jan 17, 2015 5:51 pm
Claude didn't move when Chance pushed himself up, though when he spoke, she blinked. Well then. The woman propped herself up on an arm, resting her head against her knuckles as she peered up at Chance, thinking again. Those words brought forth so many questions she could ask, and also, in turn, brought her back to her original concern to this in the first place. Hm. There was a morbid curiosity to all of this too. "Were you looking for it in me, or you?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 17, 2015 6:08 pm
With his back to Claude, she would be able to see the very delicate lines of a thin tattoo across his upper shoulders. The ones on his ribs were half hidden by his arms, and the one on his front shoulder wasn't visible at such an angle. He shifted a little where he sat, feeling strangely irritated.
"Myself," said Chance, fiddling with the rings still on his fingers. A short laugh escaped him, relatively humorless. "And of course there was nothing, which I already knew."
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Posted: Sat Jan 17, 2015 6:30 pm
The usually quick to reply Claude, was slower in her responses, because they required thought. She never said anything she wasn't certain about, and this was, to be honest, an odd situation. She couldn't help but compare Chance to some an android or robot character in a movie who was trying to learn what it felt like to have...feelings? Toying with that idea in her head sounded rather ridiculous, but...maybe it wasn't so far off? She sat up herself now, and took to leaning against the headboard, crossing her legs as they were laid out in front of her. While thinking, her eyes did drift to the tattoos on his back, looking them over, and she absent mindedly reached out to put a finger on one end of the constellation. Her finger then slid across his skin, following the line to the next star. "You wanted there to be something...?" She mused, and trailed off for a moment. "Meaning...you helped out a friend." She offered.
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