Never hold your requests unless there's a fight to be won. Otherwise I will take time to consider whatever it is you ask of me.
[Small moment to think over his course of action but he manages to get the cephalon onto the bed soon enough, slipping him out of his hold. All he wanted was for him to not go anywhere so he makes a move to head for the edge of the bed.]
Perish the day Ordis comes to fighting with the Operator. It shall never exist.
[And despite his exhaustion, he's firm on that regard. He could never come to such disagreement. But the Operator is moving away, and he's not entirely sure that he's comfortable with that, and so he reaches out to very gently grasp at the man's wrist. There are no words, but it's a very curious feeling indeed.]
[He freezes at the hold on his arm, glancing down at it with some curiosity yet never yanking himself away. Carefully so, the tenno slides back to Ordis's side before settling down next to him and looking away briefly.]
You know I care for you and you should sleep. ...however I have a request.
[Easing up some, he hovers over the cephalon, bracing himself with his free arm.] Can I show you how much?
Ordis disagrees. I would fight to make sure the Operator is safe.
[He'd failed before. Not again. Never again.
But the tenno isn't leaving, and that's what's most important. Even as exhausted as he is, being alone was still something that he hadn't gotten used to. He'd spent far too many years isolated after the grineer had gotten their hands on him, and he was determined not to let it happen ever again.]
Operator?
[This is strange. But he's duty bound to serve the Operator, and so he offers a tired quirk of a grin in return.]
Let me be the one to be concerned over fighting for now.
[That's all he had ever known for a long time. Fighting. He wasn't too sure if all of it had been in the name of protecting but there had been clear attempt ever since he awoke. The colonies, the relays and even Ordis on the occasion.
That's all he was good for. However he was making an effort to prove to himself that he was capable of doing other things.
So with the cephalon's permission, he lets out a soft sigh before leaning down further. Hesitation plagued him for a few moments before making the final push and capturing his lips in a soft kiss. Actions were easier than words sometimes.]
[This is new; this is so very new. New, strange, and unexpected. There's a good part of him that still sees himself as the liset, it's what he's always been and will always be at heart, so physical displays like this are so very foreign. This is his Operator. And this is a sign of affection. Error, it doesn't make sense. He's bound to serve the Operator, he's the Operator's cephalon, this is-
There are a thousand thoughts racing through his head, but he doesn't pull away.]
[And there's...nothing. There's thankfully no resistance and he isn't being shoved away but that could be accounted for him surprising the cephalon with such a thing. So the kiss is short lived.
He shouldn't have held so much hope that there could've been something. Of course there is nothing. Ordis was meant to be a ship AI, not in some body and certainly not to be shown such affection such as a kiss. The tenno looks away out of embarrassment and shame, biting his lip until he believes there's a hint of blood.
It takes a couple of moments but he bows his head some apologetically, not making eye contact.]
[And just like that, it's gone. The Operator is pulling away and Ordis is left to think through what's just occurred. There's still lingering pressure where the other's lips had been, and that's all he wants to focus on for a moment or two. Next, however, is the fact that the Operator isn't close anymore; that's upsetting in ways that he can't quite understand.
Inhabiting the liset was easy, he could stay close to his beloved Operator at all times without having to worry about boundaries or things of the sort. This is different, and oh so very new.]
Operator...
[It's nothing short of clumsy, the way that he reaches up to try to cup the tenno's cheek.]
[It was an idiotic move to believe that anything could come out of that especially in regards to Ordis. The cephalon had never been human so what would he know of those sort of things?
He half expects to be chided softly about everything at the call but he freezes up at the touch. That was not what he had expected. Glancing back at him, he follows the hand before shifting back to be over the other man. His nerves are almost fried over this which is new.]
I....I will.
[Once more he descends on those lips and he keeps it soft and gentle for the cephalon at first. Then he's easing them to a deeper kiss, wanting to convey that this want and excitement was caused by and only for Ordis.
His free hand's fingers trails along the cephalon's side before curling around his hip.]
[It's still strange, still very new, but there's something that clenches in his chest as the tenno leans down again. Physical contact is still foreign, but this...isn't undesireable? Perhaps even the opposite, it's hard to tell sometimes. The fog of exhaustion isn't helping either, but this is, dare he say, nice, even if he's not entirely certain as to what he should be doing.
There is a moment though, when the tenno's hand is wandering, that he flinches and tries to repress a noise because it tickles. There's also an immediate apology as he momentarily breaks the kiss, along with a jumbled explanation, though he's grinning nonetheless.]
[The second try goes about much smoother than the first and he doesn't feel as though he had done something carelessly wrong. Albeit Ordis didn't reciprocate much but the lack of experience probably lend itself to that. He presses himself closer in the end, not putting his weight on him but certainly closing whatever distance remained.
However the flinch has his full attention as soon as it happens. Did he do something wrong? But the rush of words and meek apology earns a smile and he steals another kiss, quicker this time.
More hesitation makes him pause before he slips his fingers under the cephalon's shirt to brush the skin underneath.]
[The fingers are ticklish as well, and he squirms ever so slightly, clumsily trying to chase the kiss to prolong it. He's not necessarily successful, but he looks up at the tenno, studying the man's face curiously.]
Please, do not go Operator.
[And he means that with all sincerity, fingers curling shyly around the back of the tenno's neck as he pulls him back down for another kiss.]
[A low laugh rumbles in his chest, taking note of the way that the cephalon squirms but stilling his fingers. Sleep should be the priority here but he wasn't going to be the one to deny more of this to happen.]
I'm not going anywhere. I give you my word.
[He turns his head ever so slightly at the movement but settles down for the kiss. His hand leaving the cephalon's side to wind into his hair, encouraging him on. This sort of affection was unusual to give but Ordis found a way to draw it from him. In his mind, only his partner would ever deserve this.]
[It's clumsy, it's short lived, but it's the first time he's ever kissed anyone and it's an interesting experience. Is this something he should be doing with his Operator? That's certainly a question that he's not going to delve into, because he doesn't want the answer to be anything but yes.]
Thank you, Operator.
[It takes a bit for him to shift, but he winds his arm around the tenno's shoulders, drawing him down with a stifled yawn.]
[There's no real complaints about the problems of the kiss because the important thing was the cephalon kissing him at all. It wasn't something that he had expected but after all of the years and toils he had gone through with him, it was nice to finally express some of the feelings he had for his partner.
However he moves with the pull in order to curl himself around the man protectively, brushing his lips across his forehead. Sleep was much more important right now. Gently carding his fingers through his hair, the tenno contently hums while wrapping his free arm around Ordis's waist.]
[It's interesting, and quite strange, how all eloquence could be robbed from him; whether by exhaustion or by the heat of the moment, it seems that his tongue has stilled. But the touches are still novel and still new, and certainly still comforting, and that's more than he could ask for. It feels less lonely, less alien, with the Operator there and finally the long hours are taking their toll.
He mumbles something in return, perhaps another apology or something of the like, but it's nigh incomprehensible because he's slipping now. As his eyes close, he shifts and tucks himself into the tenno, head resting upon the man's collar and fingers winding in his shirt to keep him close.]
[This was such a switch compared to how he first arrived on the ship to talk with the cephalon that he isn't sure that this is the same encounter. However he keeps that thought to himself, running his hand through Ordis' hair in soft strokes to continue that calm feeling. At least one problem was being solved by all of this.
He isn't too sure what's being said but he offers a flicker of a smile and light kiss to his forehead before hushing him. His heart clenches in his chest at the shift but he merely curls around further, making sure both of them are covered by a blanket. Then it's onto getting sleep himself.
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[Small moment to think over his course of action but he manages to get the cephalon onto the bed soon enough, slipping him out of his hold. All he wanted was for him to not go anywhere so he makes a move to head for the edge of the bed.]
You're fine though.
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[And despite his exhaustion, he's firm on that regard. He could never come to such disagreement. But the Operator is moving away, and he's not entirely sure that he's comfortable with that, and so he reaches out to very gently grasp at the man's wrist. There are no words, but it's a very curious feeling indeed.]
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[He freezes at the hold on his arm, glancing down at it with some curiosity yet never yanking himself away. Carefully so, the tenno slides back to Ordis's side before settling down next to him and looking away briefly.]
You know I care for you and you should sleep. ...however I have a request.
[Easing up some, he hovers over the cephalon, bracing himself with his free arm.] Can I show you how much?
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[He'd failed before. Not again. Never again.
But the tenno isn't leaving, and that's what's most important. Even as exhausted as he is, being alone was still something that he hadn't gotten used to. He'd spent far too many years isolated after the grineer had gotten their hands on him, and he was determined not to let it happen ever again.]
Operator?
[This is strange. But he's duty bound to serve the Operator, and so he offers a tired quirk of a grin in return.]
Of course, Operator. You flatter Ordis again.
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[That's all he had ever known for a long time. Fighting. He wasn't too sure if all of it had been in the name of protecting but there had been clear attempt ever since he awoke. The colonies, the relays and even Ordis on the occasion.
That's all he was good for. However he was making an effort to prove to himself that he was capable of doing other things.
So with the cephalon's permission, he lets out a soft sigh before leaning down further. Hesitation plagued him for a few moments before making the final push and capturing his lips in a soft kiss. Actions were easier than words sometimes.]
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[This is new; this is so very new. New, strange, and unexpected. There's a good part of him that still sees himself as the liset, it's what he's always been and will always be at heart, so physical displays like this are so very foreign. This is his Operator. And this is a sign of affection. Error, it doesn't make sense. He's bound to serve the Operator, he's the Operator's cephalon, this is-
There are a thousand thoughts racing through his head, but he doesn't pull away.]
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He shouldn't have held so much hope that there could've been something. Of course there is nothing. Ordis was meant to be a ship AI, not in some body and certainly not to be shown such affection such as a kiss. The tenno looks away out of embarrassment and shame, biting his lip until he believes there's a hint of blood.
It takes a couple of moments but he bows his head some apologetically, not making eye contact.]
I....I'm sorry. It was foolish of me to do.
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Inhabiting the liset was easy, he could stay close to his beloved Operator at all times without having to worry about boundaries or things of the sort. This is different, and oh so very new.]
Operator...
[It's nothing short of clumsy, the way that he reaches up to try to cup the tenno's cheek.]
Please do that again.
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He half expects to be chided softly about everything at the call but he freezes up at the touch. That was not what he had expected. Glancing back at him, he follows the hand before shifting back to be over the other man. His nerves are almost fried over this which is new.]
I....I will.
[Once more he descends on those lips and he keeps it soft and gentle for the cephalon at first. Then he's easing them to a deeper kiss, wanting to convey that this want and excitement was caused by and only for Ordis.
His free hand's fingers trails along the cephalon's side before curling around his hip.]
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There is a moment though, when the tenno's hand is wandering, that he flinches and tries to repress a noise because it tickles. There's also an immediate apology as he momentarily breaks the kiss, along with a jumbled explanation, though he's grinning nonetheless.]
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However the flinch has his full attention as soon as it happens. Did he do something wrong? But the rush of words and meek apology earns a smile and he steals another kiss, quicker this time.
More hesitation makes him pause before he slips his fingers under the cephalon's shirt to brush the skin underneath.]
I'd rather not keep you up longer than I should.
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Please, do not go Operator.
[And he means that with all sincerity, fingers curling shyly around the back of the tenno's neck as he pulls him back down for another kiss.]
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I'm not going anywhere. I give you my word.
[He turns his head ever so slightly at the movement but settles down for the kiss. His hand leaving the cephalon's side to wind into his hair, encouraging him on. This sort of affection was unusual to give but Ordis found a way to draw it from him. In his mind, only his partner would ever deserve this.]
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Thank you, Operator.
[It takes a bit for him to shift, but he winds his arm around the tenno's shoulders, drawing him down with a stifled yawn.]
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However he moves with the pull in order to curl himself around the man protectively, brushing his lips across his forehead. Sleep was much more important right now. Gently carding his fingers through his hair, the tenno contently hums while wrapping his free arm around Ordis's waist.]
You're welcome.
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He mumbles something in return, perhaps another apology or something of the like, but it's nigh incomprehensible because he's slipping now. As his eyes close, he shifts and tucks himself into the tenno, head resting upon the man's collar and fingers winding in his shirt to keep him close.]
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He isn't too sure what's being said but he offers a flicker of a smile and light kiss to his forehead before hushing him. His heart clenches in his chest at the shift but he merely curls around further, making sure both of them are covered by a blanket. Then it's onto getting sleep himself.
He had a promise to upkeep after all.]