“So… You’ve both been kind of off lately.” She got silence. “I mean you’ve been rather moody and he’s been… serious.” Still just sitting, picking away at a loaf of bread. “Ivan… he’s ah… careful with you, right? I mean, are you guys even…” Mia trailed off, glancing over at the blond.
“Doin’ it? No. We’ve barely done anything since we started into that damn desert.” Tearing another bit of crust from the bread and tossing it into the clear water of Kaley’s docks. “And with how crowded we were at Colosso…” “But after we got Babi back-“
“He wouldn’t. Once we had the orb, we knew where we were going next. He didn’t want me compromised on the battle field.” The thin fingers ripped another piece from the loaf before throwing it to the fishes.
“…Least he cares Ivan, I mean, with how icy you were when we left Tobi, Isaac and I thought the two of you had fought or something.”
“Mia I was pissed because after he refused to fuck me he said to make it up I could fuck him.” Tossing the shredded remainder of the loaf into the water, the blond flopped back onto the dock, Mia leaning over like a troubled mother to caress his forehead,
“Oh, Ivan…”
“It was just, so, insulting!”
“I know hun, I know. But you know he meant well…”
Lying spread eagle, the fifteen year old tossed an arm over his eyes. “Which is why I let it go, but- Grah!” Hopping up he just couldn’t seem able to get the words out of his frustrated body. “I just- I just- I want him, Mia! Everything about him, I want to be smothered with! His attitude, his arms, his voice, his muscles, my Sol Mia, his muscles! I just want all that- that weight, to crash down all over me!”
With a sigh the Jupiter adept leaned against one of the torch posts and slide back down to her, limbs akimbo. “And he’s just constantly holding back on me…”
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Flames and Hurricanes pt. 2
Date: 2010-12-24 03:20 am (UTC)“Doin’ it? No. We’ve barely done anything since we started into that damn desert.” Tearing another bit of crust from the bread and tossing it into the clear water of Kaley’s docks. “And with how crowded we were at Colosso…”
“But after we got Babi back-“
“He wouldn’t. Once we had the orb, we knew where we were going next. He didn’t want me compromised on the battle field.” The thin fingers ripped another piece from the loaf before throwing it to the fishes.
“…Least he cares Ivan, I mean, with how icy you were when we left Tobi, Isaac and I thought the two of you had fought or something.”
“Mia I was pissed because after he refused to fuck me he said to make it up I could fuck him.” Tossing the shredded remainder of the loaf into the water, the blond flopped back onto the dock, Mia leaning over like a troubled mother to caress his forehead,
“Oh, Ivan…”
“It was just, so, insulting!”
“I know hun, I know. But you know he meant well…”
Lying spread eagle, the fifteen year old tossed an arm over his eyes. “Which is why I let it go, but- Grah!” Hopping up he just couldn’t seem able to get the words out of his frustrated body. “I just- I just- I want him, Mia! Everything about him, I want to be smothered with! His attitude, his arms, his voice, his muscles, my Sol Mia, his muscles! I just want all that- that weight, to crash down all over me!”
With a sigh the Jupiter adept leaned against one of the torch posts and slide back down to her, limbs akimbo. “And he’s just constantly holding back on me…”
“Oh Ivan…”