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"Hrmm." Hattie frowned, thinking, then turned to put her back to him, drawing her wet hair over her shoulder. "Unzip me?" Was her simple request, but she stared out onto the water, pondering what he had said to her.

"But what if we studied the animals that live around natural FEAR portals? Like the ones Halloween uses to get to the human world. That should have the same effect right? The unnatural, on the natural?"

Has this been done

He obliged her with only a soft hum, stepping closer to unzip the the back of the clinging suit. A little more slowly than was strictly necessary, but...

"That would probably work. We can add it to the research proposal we put together for the leads." It was a good idea, something worth looking into, and touched on their mutual interests.

it would also take them all over the world, he imagined.

Wasting time

They had been in the underwater observatory for hours. The promising start had tapered off, and the hours ticked by with nothing out of the ordinary happening. Not even a single fish seemed to cross the glass half of the observatory. They'd even run out of current things to talk about, which was quite the feat with them. Well, for Hattie especially.

She had been sitting in front of the glass dome, staring out into the blue nothing, until the boredom got too much. The redhead left her post, moving towards the radar consoles and Zeke, who sat on a chair in front of them. She slid to stand behind him, leaning down to press a kiss against his cheek, while her hands pressed over his shoulders, sliding down to his chest, and then out to hook under the folds of his coat. It was a little awkward to peel his jacket away while standing behind him and a chair between them, but she managed. At least enough to get it off of his shoulders.

This time, she pressed a kiss to the back of his head, and this time, she pressed her fingers into his shoulders, giving him a massage.

Wasting time

When it had become clear to Ezekiel that there wasn't going to be much to observe through the thick plastic windows in the observation point, the Mist had left Harley on watch duty, then headed towards towards the bank of monitors and radar equipment where one of his notebooks was laying open on the desk top. If she saw anything note worthy she'd tell him, and if not, at least he was getting something done.

He was absorbed enough in what he was working on he didn't hear her coming until she was right behind him. It had him pausing, pen poised over the paper as he sat up straighter to glance up at her.

She caught him with a kiss to the cheek that make him smile, then a soft slid of hands over his shoulders, down his chest, to push at his jacket until he could draw his arms free of it. "What are you up to?" It became obvious soon enough. Another kiss, to the back of his head this time, and the press of thumbs into his shoulders that brought an answering groan.

wasting time

"It's my turn to give you a massage~" She hummed sweetly, her voice light as her cheek pressed against his temple. Her fingers pressed and kneaded through his clothing, before she slipped her hands down the back of his shirt, then pressing into the flesh along his spine. She went as far as she could reach without choking him, or without being stopped by her own limitations.

beejoux

Wasting time

"Oh, we're spoiling me now." He chuckled leaning his head against her's. "I like this plan." Her hands disappears down the back of his shirt, sliding along dark skin and raising goosebumps in their wake. It pulled his short tight against his neck, which was easily ignorable at first, but after a couple of moments he'd give her arm a pat to get her to withdraw so he could pull the shirt over his head.

Wasting time

"Only if you are inclined to do so. I'm not sure the pink would suit my skin tone half as well as it does yours." If she really wanted to he would probably let her. It was just nail polish, Seiji wasn't insecure enough to care what anyone else thought of him anyways. Or perhaps that emotional response was also numb. It was hard to say.

He leaned forward to rest arms still wrapped in his shirt on the desk, going still as her fingers traced over the worst of the burns. Those bothered him, a bit. He'd always been a little vain, as little smug. They were a permanent fixture of his body now, and not half as small as the scars on the back of one shoulder or above his right eye.

Usually he didn't seem too bothered, but then he also didn't give a s**t about the majority of the island, or their opinions. He cared about Ever's opinion though, and he cared about Harley's. Her teasing got an amused hum in response, than an arm snaked around her waist to her her into his lap. "You think?" Teeth flashed in the dimness as he grinned. "I'm not pretty enough anymore?"