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oh the coffee thing where i asked if all the soldiers wanted to get together so we could just be soldiers and have coffee and not have anyone think we're weird i think it'd be good
drinking coffee and hanging around other soldiers isn't something you have to be good at i'm kind of figuring everyone's gonna be all super fucking awkward first time around but that's totally fine as well cause then we'll be awkward around other people who aren't gonna judge us for being awkward and not knowing what the fuck to do
[He's not naive, not too obtuse to understand what's being hinted at. That doesn't mean that there aren't nerves and the concern of letting his Operator down. This is...not a function that he was programmed to fulfill, but that had been before the fleet and before the body.
If it's a way to be close to his Operator, he wants to.
The way back to the tenno's quarters is well-known, and he tentatively squeezes the man's hand as they walk. It's strange to feel so shy, he hadn't thought he was capable of such emotion, but there's resolve in his step regardless.]
If it's a way to be close to his Operator, he wants to.
The way back to the tenno's quarters is well-known, and he tentatively squeezes the man's hand as they walk. It's strange to feel so shy, he hadn't thought he was capable of such emotion, but there's resolve in his step regardless.]
[Somehow this was working out and the both of them had agreed to try this out. He didn't think of the cephalon being dumb in such regards but it was certainly surprising hearing that he was ok with this. Honestly the tenno would have to figure this out as well and didn't have any standards asides from the fact that it was with someone he cared for in the way he did for Ordis.
He appreciates the hand in his and at the squeeze glances over with the flash of a smile. His room isn't too far off. Once in, he shuts the door and gathers some confidence to steal a kiss.]
You still good for this? It's ok if not.
He appreciates the hand in his and at the squeeze glances over with the flash of a smile. His room isn't too far off. Once in, he shuts the door and gathers some confidence to steal a kiss.]
You still good for this? It's ok if not.
Yes.
[The kiss robs his ability to speak for a moment, but when he's able to get his wits back about him the answer is as clear as day. He punctuates the answer with a slight nod, closing his eyes and gathering his wits about him. It's a valiant attempt, at least for the time.]
Yes I am.
[As if to further emphasize his point, he leans in for a clumsy kiss.]
[The kiss robs his ability to speak for a moment, but when he's able to get his wits back about him the answer is as clear as day. He punctuates the answer with a slight nod, closing his eyes and gathering his wits about him. It's a valiant attempt, at least for the time.]
Yes I am.
[As if to further emphasize his point, he leans in for a clumsy kiss.]
Wanted to make sure again.
[It never hurts to check for permission once more especially over something big as this. A low laugh rumbles from him as he rectifies the kiss, pulling him in closer. Hesitation plagues him briefly before his hands start soft explorations. Fingers slipping underneath Ordis' shirt, brushing low on his stomach.]
[It never hurts to check for permission once more especially over something big as this. A low laugh rumbles from him as he rectifies the kiss, pulling him in closer. Hesitation plagues him briefly before his hands start soft explorations. Fingers slipping underneath Ordis' shirt, brushing low on his stomach.]
[He jumps slightly at the sensation, a noise of surprise catching in his throat. The touch feels molten hot against his skin, and it's new and sends a slight shiver down his spine. That in itself is strange too, and his hand wavers for a moment before resting on the tenno's hip.]
[A soft grunt in acknowledgement of the noise while he dips his head down, brushing his lips against his pulse. Kisses are smeared along the cephalon's throat as he adjusts one hand to keep him close. The other busies itself with roaming farther up his stomach and pushing up his shirt out of the way.
Slow exploring of fingers brushing around as though to memorize each touch. It's a few moments before he braves a rock of his hips against him.]
Slow exploring of fingers brushing around as though to memorize each touch. It's a few moments before he braves a rock of his hips against him.]
[It's one thing to know of what's happening, to have seen things before from the bright spark of intergalactic comms. It's another thing entirely to feel skin against skin, and the sensation leaves him winded and thrown off-kilter. Sensation itself is still a somewhat new thing, and this is-
The rock of his Operator's hips sparks something, and he inhales sharply with it all. New, it's all so very new, and he's struggling to process it all logically. But logic doesn't seem to have a place in this, it's so very more real than that.]
The rock of his Operator's hips sparks something, and he inhales sharply with it all. New, it's all so very new, and he's struggling to process it all logically. But logic doesn't seem to have a place in this, it's so very more real than that.]
[His teeth graze against his throat when he finishes his run of kisses and focuses on giving him another rock at the encouragement of the sounds. He pulls away slightly, words hot against the cephalon's skin as his hand edges back down along his stomach.]
Are you ok?
[A hand slips after he pulls away and tosses away the shirt he had taken off prior to coming here. His fingers slowly working on his pants but he was keen on making sure Ordis was doing fine with all this.]
Are you ok?
[A hand slips after he pulls away and tosses away the shirt he had taken off prior to coming here. His fingers slowly working on his pants but he was keen on making sure Ordis was doing fine with all this.]
I-
[There are so many things happening right now, and it's jumbled and muddy and so unlike anything he's ever experienced. Were it any other being he wouldn't trust such disorganization and trepidation, but this is his Operator and his faith in the man is unwavering. It might help as well that there's a pleasant throb of something that he can note, and while logic and thought may fall short it's something he's certain to give.]
Yes. Yes I am.
[There are so many things happening right now, and it's jumbled and muddy and so unlike anything he's ever experienced. Were it any other being he wouldn't trust such disorganization and trepidation, but this is his Operator and his faith in the man is unwavering. It might help as well that there's a pleasant throb of something that he can note, and while logic and thought may fall short it's something he's certain to give.]
Yes. Yes I am.
[He hums softly in acknowledgement before putting off his fumbling to gently coax the cephalon's arms up so that he could tug off his shirt. It's thrown and forgotten with little thought. Pulling him back in, his soft grinding picks back up as much as hands wandering along and brushing newly exposed skin.]
Nnn...
[It's different, the feeling of hands upon bare flesh, and it brings about a new level of intensity that he's not quite prepared for. There's yearning now, instinctual and only half-aware, but it's too much to try to process through. No, the time for thought seems to be rapidly slipping away and instead he rests his head on the tenno's shoulder, breathing heavily and shuddering even as he risks a slight rock of his own hips in return.]
[It's different, the feeling of hands upon bare flesh, and it brings about a new level of intensity that he's not quite prepared for. There's yearning now, instinctual and only half-aware, but it's too much to try to process through. No, the time for thought seems to be rapidly slipping away and instead he rests his head on the tenno's shoulder, breathing heavily and shuddering even as he risks a slight rock of his own hips in return.]
[A kiss is pressed against the cephalon's temple while he follows along the bumps of his spine with the gentle strokes of his fingers. Something else that he wants burned away into his memory, the way Ordis is pressed in and the noises being drawn out. The brief rock from him earns a low groan before the tenno reaches down and fumbles with his pants, shoving them down with a growl.]
[Noise, noise is good he thinks, but it's oh so hard to think when things are a slow haze of heat and touch and everything he's not even sure he can quite ever comprehend. Whatever it is, it's something he's keen to hear more of, and even with the flurry of movement he decides to test his luck. It isn't skilled, but he leans in to press an experimental kiss to the tenno's shoulder, fascinated by the salt taste of his skin as he brushes his tongue over the spot.]
[The day after this hot mess, Wrath will come looking for Tenno so they can have a talk about one of the more pressing personnel problems she's now aware of. Wrath's entirely in officer mode at the moment, something obvious from her posture alone.]
Tenno, is your current task at a stopping point?
Tenno, is your current task at a stopping point?
[He's off in his corner of the security room, making his best attempt at getting a chunk of the day's work knocked out in a steady pace. However he pauses at her arrival and nods after a moment. His hands sinking to rest in his lap for the time being.]
Sure. Is there something wrong?
Sure. Is there something wrong?
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[She closes the armory door. It's effectively soundproof as long as they don't yell and this isn't the sort of thing she's planning to shout about.]
Yes. I am very concerned about Ordis.
Yes. I am very concerned about Ordis.
[A pleased noise slips out in response of the kiss but he hesitates at the sensation of a tongue running across where he had received it. His hands twitching slightly at the feel and slowly realizing that he's ok with the action before smearing hot kisses along the cephalon's shoulder in approval. He guides Ordis forward and steps out of his pants, continuing his soft attentions to him.]
[Wrath has never believed in mincing words.]
His extreme dependency on you is a problem. For him, and to a lesser extent the functioning of this crew.
[She tilts her head slightly.] And maybe it goes both ways.
His extreme dependency on you is a problem. For him, and to a lesser extent the functioning of this crew.
[She tilts her head slightly.] And maybe it goes both ways.
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