Life Onboard Serenity: #41 - Changeable Weather
POSTED BY: Isahiah
UPDATED: Monday, February 9, 2009 04:48
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Quote:
Originally posted by DRPAIN:
"Baobei? Could you come over here for a moment? I need some help in the pantry."
“Looking for something to eat?” Ivy asked as she started looking on the pantry shelves at the various products. “I don’t think I could eat right now even if I wanted to.”
Pain looked over at her and she was wringing her hands slightly as she kept her attention on the things on the shelves.
“You nervous?” Pain asked her.
“A little,” she answered him, looking over at him. “Well, OK, a lot nervous. I’ve never done anything like this before.”
“Just stay with me, bao bei, and everything will be just fine,” he reassured her, placing a hand lovingly on her shoulder.
“How about these protein bars?” she asked as she picked up the box and showed Pain. He shook his head at her. She shrugged and replaced them on the shelf.
He moved away from her by the front of the pantry and kept looking. Again finding nothing that appealed to him, he looked up at Ivy. She was standing there, nibbling on the fingertips of one of her hands as the other one was wrapped closely around her middle.
“You really are nervous, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” she admitted. “Did I tell you I heard the Captain is back.”
“He is?”
“Yep,” she confirmed as she kept looking on the shelves. She didn’t know what she was looking for, she just knew it was a welcome distraction, even if it was a tiny one.
She was trying really hard to concentrate, that she didn’t hear the soft click of the pantry door lock being engaged.
“So you really wish you had something to take your mind off things?” Pain asked as he moved closer to her. “Even if it is just for a little bit?”
“I would love that,” she answered. "But I don't think that will happen anytime soon."
She was about to reach out and pick up another box of unknown content when she felt Pain’s hand encircle her wrist. He softly turned her around and kissed the pulse point there.
“Pain-” she started.
“We'll get to the job soon enough. Let's just relax a little for now,” he told her as he moved closer. “Did I tell you how pretty you were today? I really like that outfit.”
With that, he picked her up, leaned her against the shelves and kissed her. She returned the kisses with passion and the knots that were forming in her shoulders started to slowly melt away.
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Evelyn didn't have time to answer as the captain walked over, but if doing this for John was what was needed to keep her on the ship, she had to do it. She didn't exactly have a choice.
John took care of the captain for her and, as he turned to leave, spoke.
Quote:
Originally posted by johnthetheatrefreak:
"Welcome aboard, screw me over and I'll take the burden of shooting you off Mal's hands."
Evelyn gave a slight incline of her head, indicating her understanding. "Who am I watching?" she questioned. 'For you at least,' she added mentally.
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Grayson blew off the snippy little Alliance woman and made his way back to his ship. The Sanctuary was a sweet ride. It had a top of the line engine, handled like a dream, three sleeping cabins and made the best office away from home a guy could ever need.
He worried about Ivy, but knew he had to let her go. She was right. She was an adult. But he just didn't like the situation at all. It made him nervous.
He checked his messages and looked at the case files that were pending. There was one not too far from where he was, maybe a day out, so he decided to go about his job in order to take his mind off of Ivy.
"The is Grayson Cornwell of the Sanctuary," he called in to the Port Authority. "Need clearance to launch."
Grayson took a deep breath and hoped he was doing the right thing.
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Warning: PG-13++
In the Pantry
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Pain's hands started to roam over Ivy's body as hers' did his while they continued to engage in a bout of rabid tongue wrestling. He found one button on her shirt and started to unbutton it. Then he found another and another until the very last one became undone.
"Pain?" Ivy rasped as she felt his hands on her breasts and his mouth on her neck.
"Yes?" he whispered in between kisses.
"Won't there be people coming by any minute?" she asked, her own hands running down his ribs.
"Most likely." he said as his lips found hers' again, his tongue probing the inner confines of her mouth. Breaking contact ever so briefly, he smiled and continued, "But I locked the door, so no one can bother us while we relax. Don't worry, we can still get out."
"Smooth." she murmured, before their lips locked again, in a show of white hot, slow burning passion.
As they continued to kiss and roam, Ivy's hands lowered themselves to Pain's hips and followed his belt until she found his belt buckle. With one hand she unbuckled his belt and started to unbutton his pants while she slid the other into them and found what she was looking for. Pain's eyes rolled back into his head as he tilted it back and moaned as he felt her down below.
Opening his eyes, Pain gave Ivy a devious smile and pulled her closer to him, bringing his lips back to hers' and letting his hands roam up and down her athletic body. Her hands roamed again too, moving up his shirt and feeling the muscles of his chest, sides, and back. His hands responded in kind, resulting in Ivy letting out a series of moans in between the kissing, groping, and fondling.
Outside the pantry
Jayne was hungry and made a bee line over to the pantry. He was feigning for some Fruity Oaty Bars and knew there were some in there. He walked over to the door and tried the handle.
"What the hell?" he asked, trying the handle again. "Why's the gorramn pantry locked?"
He fiddled with the door some more, cursing loud enough that both Pain and Ivy could hear him. They looked at each other, then at the door, and back at each other again.
"Guess we'll have to finish this some other time, baobei." Pain whispered to Ivy before giving her another kiss. "Are you relaxed?"
"Very." she whispered back, giving him a smile and another good grope.
The jiggling of the door handle became more incessant as Jayne became more frustrated.
"Gorrammit! Whoever's in there better unlock this door or I'm a-blastin' the ruttin' lock off!" they could hear him yell.
When the door finally unlocked, Jayne opened it and saw Pain and Ivy standing inside, looking at the shelves. Their clothes had a disheveled look about them and Ivy's hair was all messed up. Jayne could've sworn her shirt was a little crooked. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out what they had been doing in there.
"Can't ya two do that in your own gorramn room for Pete's sake?" he asked, looking at them. "Ya two should be ashamed of yerselves. Cap's settin' up a meetin' in the galley and ya two are busy feelin' each other up and suckin' face. Anyways ya two better get 'em clothes straightened out 'fore he shows up."
Pain and Ivy were both blushing and embarrassed. Ivy was trying her best to hide it by looking at the ground. Shaking his head at the two of them, Jayne grabbed a few FOBs off the shelf.
Looking at Pain, Jayne shook his head again and added, "Pain?" Pain looked at Jayne who grinned and added, "Yer fly's open."
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OOC: We need to start a new thread. Perhaps the first post should start with the actual meeting to discuss the job, so if you have anything to handle before that, please do so.
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Warning: Just a very, very slight mention of partial nudity.
Quote:
Originally posted by DRPAIN:
"Pain?" Pain looked at Jayne who grinned and added, "Yer fly's open."
Jayne scoffed at them as he left the pantry, closing the door behind him.
Pain looked down and noticed that Jayne was correct.
"Aw, man!" he exclaimed as he turned and took care of zipping it up.
After he was done, he looked up to see Ivy's shirt half undone again, she had buttoned it crooked and was trying to redo it so it was correct. Pain caught a glimpse of the swell of her breast and tilted his head.
"What?" she asked, frantically trying to fix her shirt.
Pain let out a low growl and quickly crossed the pantry until he was against her, again resuming their mutual relaxation technique.
Tongues sought each other and bodies pressed against once another as their passion flared.
"Pain," Ivy said between breaths. "The door is not locked."
"I know," Pain said softly as he nibbled down her neck as she let her head drop back and a small moan escape her lips.
That's when they heard Mal's voice over the com announcing the meeting in the galley to go over the job. They both groaned as they let their foreheads touch.
"Ivy?"
"Yes, Pain?"
"When we get back from this job, I don't plan on leaving our bunk for a while," he told her. "If you are OK with that."
"More than OK," she answered as she gave him a quick peck on the lips.
When they parted, she finished fixing the order of the buttons on her shirt, combed through her hair with her fingers to counter the mess it was in. Then they tried to casually leave the pantry and take a seat at the table.
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OoC: I'm ready after this.
"Her name's Ivy, the one you have the info on. Don't hound, just watch."
The captain's message came across the com system.
"You should probably help with this job. Cement your space here. I'll see that file afterwards,"
John walked into the galley and took a seat ready to get to work.
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“La shi,” Cate cursed quietly, watching the blood well over her right finger. It wasn’t the first and it wasn’t the last time to happen. Getting up from her seat, she headed for the infirmary for a band-aid or anything to cover it.
She stopped dead when she saw she wasn’t alone.
Izzy was searching through the draws, presumably looking for clothes of some sort, seeming that he’d lost his shirt somewhere.
“You don’t mind red do you?” Cate asked amused at the man’s search seem to become more frantic.
He jumped a foot in the air, looking at the young woman who’d asked the question, who was, oddly, sucking a finger. “Pardon?”
“Well, unless I'm mistaken, you really don’t wanna go on this think with only pants… I’ve got a spare shirt that should fit you… even if it is a little bulky.”
“I'm not much into women’s clothes, but thankyou-”
“Qiong cangn fu zi wo…” she muttered, “I accidently packed one of my dads shirts, you can have it if you want I've got no use for it.”
Izzy blinked, not entirely positive what to reply with. “I'd appreciate that.”
“Shiny, wait there a moment.” She disappeared for a few moments and then came back with a maroon shirt that did indeed fit, but was loose fitting. “Ugh, you need more weight on you… what you need is coffee.”
That seemed to be the magic word as the man’s head snapped up.
“Right, so, we’ll get coffee, and nit out this little job, and go over things so I generally don’t screw up.” Cate said, leading the way to the galley.
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