25th step: Fortune's favor [voice]
Jan. 21st, 2010 11:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
There are things a man does not question, and regret is a wretched waste... but if this is to be the end of it, then I wish for you to know, Carmen Sandiego, and moreover I wish this whole vast city to know that there is no woman like you in the world. Not this world, and not the world I know, and I would wager, not the world you go back to, either. I have never, and will, I think, never meet your like. And I will be the poorer for it, more than I can say.
I don't know that I can - love, as men love. But I am a man, not a monster.
I may say more for your ears alone - but this, I wish known. I wish it known as widely as it may be.
I don't know that I can - love, as men love. But I am a man, not a monster.
I may say more for your ears alone - but this, I wish known. I wish it known as widely as it may be.
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Date: 2010-01-21 10:47 pm (UTC)But fortune is a fickle thing.
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Date: 2010-01-21 10:23 pm (UTC)You have been joy to me, and sorrow when I thought you had left. There is no one in my world who can compare to you.
I believe I love you, Saul Samaren.
You, as ever, know where in this world I am. Find me. I will wait here for you.
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Date: 2010-01-21 10:44 pm (UTC)It had to have happened eventually, and for a few days now he knew it would happen soon; but Saul believed in omens, believed in fate. And now the storm was ending, and he stood in its last windy dregs holding the small communication device that may as well have held the weight of the world he stood upon, and read words that were as alien as another universe.
True courage meant, not lack of fear, but still acting when one was afraid.
He called himself a man, not a monster. He said it often and loudly, convincingly.
Carmen was in the building just behind him.
He slipped the device back into the belt pouch and turned on his heel. Snow swirled around him, melted into his hair and turned it into heavy dark gold, ran down his face. The storm was dying down, he knew, but it would not. Tonight, while the natural storm breathed its last, he will breathe life into one a hundred times greater. He will show her his power.He will speak with her of his home. He will tell her of Ilyiga and the civil war. He will -
He opened the door to the shelter and stood on the edge, staring inside.]
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Date: 2010-01-22 12:20 am (UTC)One man had changed that.
A few others had played their parts, but one had played the greatest. She was captured, well and truly, and did not wish to break free. But she had no choice. No options, no way out. She was trapped. Yet there was still time. Carmen will take what time she has. Looking down at her hands, Carmen removed one glove, then the other. Only one could find her. Only one she wanted to find her.
The door opened, and Carmen looked up to see Saul. She'd never believed in hesitation before and now time was all the more precious. Carmen crossed over to him to place her hand on his cheek.
Silently she studied his eyes, looking for confirmation of his words. She found it.
Brushing his hair back Carmen bought herself a moment. But when the moment was over her decision was the same. Gently she kissed Saul's lips, the faintest of touches.]
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Date: 2010-01-22 08:45 pm (UTC)And so he kissed her back, and it was not gentle. He was not a gentle man; it was with a sort of dizzy effort, so counter to what he used to think was his nature, that he touched without violence. His body had reacted to her before, but he had always curbed it, always remembered that he had had many women and never with much care, and she was different, so completely different...
But it was different. To touch another with love, to recognize that within that soft skin there was another human being - to look at her eyes as their lips met and truly see her - it was like nothing else. He kissed her until he was gasping for air.]
Carmen - [Oh, clever words, enduring strength, where were you now?]
[offline] Sometimes, Joan, your tags are so gorgeous they're almost intimidating. <3
Date: 2010-01-23 10:12 am (UTC)It was far from her first kiss. But Carmen could feel the passion behind it. She responded to the rougher kiss with a fierceness of her own.
The length, the strength, of the kiss had her out of breath as well by the time he pulled away.]
Saul. [Her own eloquence was difficult to reclaim. She ran her fingers through his hair, leaning into him.] You are my equal, the only one I have ever known.
[For a brief moment her gaze turned inward before she was once more focused intently on his eyes.] The only I wish or need to know.
[offline] You bring out the best in me? XD <33
Date: 2010-01-23 10:11 pm (UTC)I have told you many things. [He had found his voice, and it was soft - rich, as it had been when he was telling his war stories, but different, moved by passion not showmanship.] I have not told you that you are beautiful. [And oh, but she was. Sliding an arm behind her back, with her pressed close, he slowly pulled her with him back outside, to the storm. It was cold out there, but the mist and snow were his breath and his hands. He wanted to feel her presence, her heartbeat, and let her feel the storm touch her with love.]
[offline] ~flails~ <33
Date: 2010-01-24 11:19 am (UTC)Carmen listened to his voice, enjoying the depth of it, and smiled softly at his comment, brushing his hair back.] I... Thank you. Such a thing... Thank you. [Easily she allowed him to guide her. Carmen trusted Saul, something that had taken a great deal of time. His body against hers was warm against the storm and Carmen kissed him again, deeply and hungrily. Her arms went securely around his shoulders, hands rubbing the back of his neck and head.]
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Date: 2010-01-28 07:11 am (UTC)He breathed in, and she was everywhere - a solid, warm presence within the mist and rain. Feeling her with that peculiar awareness that his power granted him was eerie and fantastic and more arousing than he'd possibly imagined. He gasped, a sharp intake of breath, and for a moment forgot words.
He stopped himself just as his hands were at her coat, however, with half a smile.] You'll be cold, [he murmured, himself aching to stay outside, but not willing to risk her any discomfort.]
[offline] Woo! And so sorry about the delay on my end.
Date: 2010-01-30 07:08 pm (UTC)Carmen felt his hands move and was already braced for the cold when he stopped. She raised an eyebrow.] Then you shall have to keep me warm.
[Her smile was more than amused; it was inviting. There had to have been a point in him bringing her out here instead of staying inside, and seeing the mist made her wonder exactly how aware of it he was. There could be something there. Carmen was, as ever, curious, intrigued. She would also admit that the possibility was an arousing one. No, they could stay. He'd said the storm was coming to an end; Carmen would be fine.]
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Date: 2010-02-03 09:14 am (UTC)I have never - [he paused for a snatch of breath, chills of pleasure running all up his spine] - never used my power in this way. [He was tugging at his own clothes now, slipping off the kerchief and jacket, pulling impatiently at the buttons of his shirt. He felt no cold - with the power swirling and building around him, there was an almost feverish heat under his skin.] You will stop me if I hurt you...
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Date: 2010-02-03 11:32 am (UTC)As he paused she raised an eyebrow. Never?] I would have thought this expected, par for the course. I am flattered. [Her hands aided him in direct contrast to her civilized words, undoing the buttons that were proving difficult for him before she surrendered her own coat. Losing that definitely made things colder, but it had to go. Carmen now unfastened her own shirt, slowly moving down one button at a time. No matter how cold it was, she wasn't going to rush things unduly. She wanted to enjoy this.] Of course.
[She leaned in to kiss him again just before undong the last button. But instead of sliding it off, Carmen removed her hat, careful to have it land near her coat. The smallest bit of mischief tinged her smile.]
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Date: 2010-02-03 10:02 pm (UTC)When she stopped to cast off the hat he gave her a feral sort of grin. Teasing, too, was she. With a twist of his shoulders he shrugged off the shirt; the muscles of his chest and arms were tight, the scars of a lifetime on the battlefield pale against the tanned skin. He pulled her close, skin to skin, to keep her warm, to feel her breath and let her feel his racing pulse in turn.]
Never, [he murmured against the skin of her neck.] Far too dangerous, you see... and far too grand, to be wasted on meaningless encounters. [And this was utterly the exception. He nuzzled the tender skin just between her breasts, then nipped at it, just with the edge of his teeth. Just on the edge between pain and pleasure.]
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Date: 2010-02-04 11:17 am (UTC)Her smile turned into a smirk at his grin. His expression was very promising. Carmen's eyes followed the shirt, taking in the scars that marked his body. A hundred stories, those. Perhaps she would hear them in time. Her fingertips traced one that stood out before she was pulled to him, enjoying the sudden warmth and intimate contact.
Carmen kissed along his shoulder before allowing her shirt to slip down her arms and off her. Then, her left arm freed, she reached up and laced her fingers through his hair, playng with it. Her right hand slid up his back before she followed the curves of it back down, coming to rest on the swell of his rear.
The nip of his teeth got a sharp intake of breath, and the hand in his hair encouraged him.] Dangerous and grand. A very fitting combination.
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Date: 2010-02-06 09:23 pm (UTC)His arms tangled with hers, one hand going up to tangle in turn in the dark fall of her hair, the other brushing up against the sensitive line of the spine, down to the small of her back. He pressed her close, feeling the length of her body. Difficult to miss, when so close, that he was hard and ready; but he lingered, slowed, relished the smallest instances of touch that were each a pleasure all its own.]
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Date: 2010-02-19 03:22 pm (UTC)His body against her was sensual, delightful, hard planes against her curves. She leaned into the press and could feel his interest. Her hand moved to his hip before sliding between them, seeking the fastenings on his pants. With the faintest of smiles, a small quirk of her lips, Carmen kissed Saul again, tasting his lips and tongue. The fastening gave way and she traced the waistband of the garment with her fingertips before reaching under the fabric in the back.]
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Date: 2010-03-01 06:20 pm (UTC)Slowly, he moved his hips against hers, answering and following her touch. He was far too old for any clumsiness there, every brush was deliberate, playful, while his mouth traveled back up her neck and his hand circled her body, toward her abdomen and further down. The heat between them build, churned, pulsed. It all but physically pushed back the cold ouside.]
((OOC: ... and now comes the incredibly bizarre confession where I'm not actually sure what Carmen's wearing under that trench coat. Has she got a pants or a skirt? X_X OMG DEAD OF AWKWARD))
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Date: 2010-03-02 12:39 pm (UTC)Carmen moved against him, feeling, savoring. There was no reason to rush this; while it was cold she was in no danger of freezing, Carmen was sure. Her other hand followed his neck down to his shoulder to his chest, learning the hard lines of it.]]
[[ooc: No worries! Pants. Simple black dress pants.]]
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Date: 2010-03-06 12:19 am (UTC)One hand snaked down and slid, still just a touch hesitant, down the front of her pants. He brushed against the smooth, perfect skin of her thighs, and grinned as he traced a slow circle between her legs, her heat sending a pleasant jolt from his hand to his arm, and down into his crotch. Not so much urging her on, as inviting her, eager to give her all that she would want to take.]
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Date: 2010-03-15 08:43 pm (UTC)She shivered as his hand went low, both from the cold and the touch. His grin was answered with a small smirk as she slowly pushed into the touch. The invitation was accepted. Both of her hands went to his hips, resting there for a moment, before Carmen pushed the fabric down, over his hips. With a mischievous twinkle in her eyes Carmen pulled back slightly to look him over. She met his eyes with another smile, and leaned back against him, kissing his mouth with her lips parted.]
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Date: 2010-03-20 05:14 pm (UTC)He liked that test of control. It was almost as though she was daring him. And he would expect no less. In a flash of wicked inspiration, he reached and slid her own pants down her legs, in the same smooth motion kneeling before her, and, grinning, starting his trail of kisses from her navel on downwards.]
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Date: 2010-05-11 08:17 pm (UTC)The grin and line of kisses got a raised eyebrow as a rush of arousal met the action of his lips. Carmen's fingers tangled in his hair, rubbing his scalp with her fingertips. She was impressed, and more than a little turned on. One hand trailed down the back of his neck with the slightest hint of fingernails.]
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Date: 2010-05-13 03:26 pm (UTC)Between kisses and teasing licks, he breathed soft words against and all but into her, soft exhales of his own language, no finer language for intimacy.] Mia doma, mia solle, mia rubina brillenta...
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Date: 2010-01-22 01:38 am (UTC)Of course, you understand that if we don't leave, and you ever do break her heart, there will be hell to pay. Okay?
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Date: 2010-01-25 08:46 pm (UTC)I will not ask what you are, since I know it already. But you, doma... you hate nothing, you judge no one, you see all men alike and stand aside while they do as they will. How do you live? How are you more than a stray wind, empty air?
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Date: 2010-01-25 09:22 pm (UTC)I am sure you are aware that I have a very low tolerance for wilful stupidity.
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