I was meanin' more the planet. [A smile, then a bit of a sigh.] Haven't had a chance to really look 'round the place with tryin' to work out how the bar runs. Then again, ain't a fan of ice, so, [Leaving the sentence with a shrug of a shoulder. Remy didn't do snow. Sure, was fun now and then, but for the most, no. He was a Southern boy, his blood was thin.]
Now, that place we stopped back 'while ago that felt like home, that I liked. Felt like I was back in the Big Easy.
I'm not much of a fan of the cold either. I've been avoiding it, if I'm
honest. But I think there are hot springs, and those might be worth a look.
Might be in need of a good soak, coming morning.
[ Eyebrow waggle, Remy, eyebrow waggle as he shamelessly watches out,
quiet adoration in his eyes. ]
[Remy was nodding along as Jim spoke, acknowledging he was listening, though broke into a laugh at the last part.] Ahh, always a workout with ya, cheri. [Grinning as he concentrated on what he was making.]
I like the sound of hot springs, 'specially 'round snow, make a nice contrast. 'til ya gotta get out of the water, that be.
I suppose the reward is worth the price on either end.
[ He curled up tighter in his fluffy cocoon, wishing Remy was in it
with him, though watching him move about was pleasant enough on its own.
Besides, he would have all evening to snuggle with his red headed lover.
]
Is it just me, or do we always seem to end up at a cold planet right about
this time of year?
[That stopped Remy in his tracks, turning back to look at Jim.] Ya know, I was just thinkin' that.
[Then back to the food.] Though, I gave up long 'go tryin' to figure out what the Fleet does 'nd why. Maybe just part of the demand or rotation of the show, hein? Winter special for end of the year?
[ It was worth thinking about. It made the Fleet predictable, in one
sense at least, but he couldn't decide if that was comforting or not. He
turned his gaze to the fire, watching the whipping crackle. ]
Speaking of that time of year.... do you have anything you would like for
Christmas?
Hm? [Remy quizzed as he finished plating up the few little snacky things, easy to pick up and eat, basically mini versions of the dishes they were having at the Bar today. He also grabbed two wine glasses and the bottle out of the wine fridge, balancing them all over towards Jim.]
I donno, maybe ya with a ribbon 'round a certain body part. [A bit of a leering grin to go with that as he handed the wine bottle to Jim to open.] Or a motorbike, would love a bike again. Either way, a good ride. [He's so funny, isn't he?]
[ The funniest. It was why he liked him so much. And, you know, the
good looks, the hot body, that warm laugh like a good bourbon, the way his
arm felt around him when they woke up spooned together, the quiet moments
when he could cuddle up beside him and read or work on this or that, the
way Remy liked him just as he was. He twisted himself out of the cocoon and
reached out for the bottle, working it open with a chuckle. ]
Oh I think I would have to put ribbon in more than one place, otherwise
where's the suspense in the unwrapping?
Well I would suggest wrappin' paper, but can't see it bein' that comfortable, let 'lone the paper cuts that could happen. To either of us. [Yes, he was enjoying a chance to continue the joke.] Need something softer, pretty fabric 'nstead. [He made a shooing motion with the hand that held the glasses for Jim to move over so Remy could join him, using his foot to hook a coffee table thing closer to them so he could put the plate and glasses down.]
Oh pretty fabric he says. You a lace man? Or maybe satin?
[ He popped the wine bottle open and took the glasses to pour it out
for them both, then set all aside so he could arrange the blanket over
himself and his lover, moving to snuggle up into him, nice and toasty.
]
More of a stockin's one. [And that was, hm, not an image he had put with Kirk before, though... giving him a glance up and down as he thought of it... and stockings did feel amazing sliding against skin and... hmmm.] Though satin 'nd silk got their place. Lace too, 'long as it ain't cheap 'nd too rough.
[Ok Jim, you have have lost him to seriously considering this now... Remy did like lingerie, like, really like it, but rarely considered it on a guy before. Short of Rocky Horror night, of course.]
Please, like I would do something as horrid as buying cheap lingerie. If
I'm going to go there, I'm going to get the good stuff.
[ So he wasn't against the idea. He had worn stockings before, though
not a full set of lingerie. He was more than secure enough in his
masculinity to explore the idea, especially if it was intriguing to Remy.
Because why not? And it would be a nice gift to give the other for
Christmas, all joking aside. This planet should have a nice shop or two to
indulge in that particular arena. ]
Sometimes it's almost like you doubt me.
[ And now have a mock pout behind a sip of wine. ]
[Give him a moment, he's a little lost in dream world right now, mentally going through pieces and what Jim would suit and- wait, what? Being talked to.] Quoi? Oh, hm, no, course not cher, never would. [Yeah, no, he still sounds a little distracted as he reached for his glass of wine.]
[ He can see that, but instead of being irritated he smirks and shifts
closer, leaning over to put his lips against his ear. ]
Maybe I get the kind of stockings that come with a garter belt - silk into
lace. Plenty of ribbon woven in, too, so you can unwrap me properly. Maybe
lace panties too. Hinting but not showing. But then, you know what’s behind
the lace curtain don’t you?
[Well, if Remy wasn't interested in the idea before, he certainly is now. His brows went up at that suggestion, holding still as Jim spoke and processing it, before his brain seemed to restart again and he smiled. Turning towards his lover, Remy brushed a kiss over Jim's lips.] Ya know what, I think that all be a fine Christmas gift, a very fine one. [Then a more solid kiss, less fleeting and brief than the last, wanting to make it linger.]
[Shifting his glass out of the way, Remy slipped his fingers across Jim's jaw so he could wrap them around the back of his neck, brushing at the base of his hair. He rotated his weight, moving so he could face Jim more than being side by side with him, leaning into that touch of Jim's hand and making sure to not break that kiss.]
[ Close, but not close enough. A wriggle to release the blanket,
clutching it with one hand as he shifted himself into Remy's lap. He
nestled up to his chest, soaking in the heat of his body as he drank in the
taste of him. A taste he never tired of - warm and spiced and enough to
make his lips and tongue tingle. Hands slid low, pushing at his shirt,
enough to work his fingers beneath and caressing Remy's ribs. ]
[Remy smiled against Jim's lips, his free hand coming up to encourage that change in position, moving to Jim's hip and giving it a tug closer. The couch wasn't the best spot, but not a bad one to start on.
And as much as he was loving this all, it wasn't going to stop him from being a pest and a tease.] I thought we were suppose to stay warm in the cold, not go takin' off clothin'. [It spoken between kisses.]
Don't you know? Body to body contact is one of the best ways to stay warm.
[ He smirked, giving as good as he got, nipping at his lover. His
hands gripped the edges of Remy's shirt, slowly tugging upwards, finding
his way over his chest. His palms spread over Remy's pecs, thumbs finding
his nipples and slowly rolling them. ]
[Remy grinned back at that reply, loving how easily Jim did keep up with his lip and was always able to answer him back. And it certainly deserved a kiss back.
Also, yes, less clothing was good, despite Remy's joking around. The only down side of it was that he had to take his hands off Jim to do so. But he did, letting go long enough to pull his shirt up and off, and having to stop that kissing too, leaving it to drop somewhere on the floor by the couch.]
Fair's fair, cheri, [It mumbled against Jim's lips, his grin back in place.] Gotta get that skin contact after all, non? [His hands moving to echo Jim's movements, tugging at his shirt to bring it up his torso.]
[ He laughed, his voice have dropped into a low, husky octave it only took on during sex. He raised his arms to let Remy strip him of his shirt, shivering as he was exposed. Thankfully the cabin was not cold thanks to the fire and central heating, but he much preferred the heat from Remy's skin as he pressed up close to him again, trailing his lips over Remy's neck and down to his shoulders, sucking and kneading with his teeth to leave his mark on the other. ]
[There was a low moan from his throat, head tilting to accommodate that extra room for Jim as he mumbled.] Do love ya talkin' like that. [Mostly referring to how he said it, that tone of his voice that just got that warm fire in Remy burning.
Now with that clothing out of the way, it gave the chance for Remy to explore Jim's chest and back. A light racking of his nails down Jim's back as Remy's other hand smoothed up the side of his ribs, brushing a thumb over his nipple.]
[ Jim would never say he quite melted, but it was damn near close when
Remy touched him like that. He sighed, leaning into the pressure of Remy's
hands, eyes fluttering and giving a little hitch when Remy played with his
nipple. It budded beneath Remy's fingers, turning a shade pinker while his
own hands smoothed over Remy's shoulders and chest, tracing his clavicle
and the little imperfections. ]
[For all the answers that came to mind with that, for all the heat he could lay behind them, Remy instead found himself smiling. Shifting a hand back around between them, he tilted Jim's head up by his chin so he could look him in the eye.] Since all I see be ya right now, absolutely. [Then diving in for a kiss.
It started soft, warm, almost an echo of the tone he just spoke in, something a little deeper than either of them spoke about, choosing to ignore. But then it started to switch up, turning up the heat to that near boiling it had been getting to, one that made the kiss harder, more demanding of Jim to match it, and echoing it with his other hand seeking out the front of Jim's pants, searching out the button and zip there.]
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Now, that place we stopped back 'while ago that felt like home, that I liked. Felt like I was back in the Big Easy.
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I'm not much of a fan of the cold either. I've been avoiding it, if I'm honest. But I think there are hot springs, and those might be worth a look. Might be in need of a good soak, coming morning.
[ Eyebrow waggle, Remy, eyebrow waggle as he shamelessly watches out, quiet adoration in his eyes. ]
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I like the sound of hot springs, 'specially 'round snow, make a nice contrast. 'til ya gotta get out of the water, that be.
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I suppose the reward is worth the price on either end.
[ He curled up tighter in his fluffy cocoon, wishing Remy was in it with him, though watching him move about was pleasant enough on its own. Besides, he would have all evening to snuggle with his red headed lover. ]
Is it just me, or do we always seem to end up at a cold planet right about this time of year?
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[Then back to the food.] Though, I gave up long 'go tryin' to figure out what the Fleet does 'nd why. Maybe just part of the demand or rotation of the show, hein? Winter special for end of the year?
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Hmm, maybe.
[ It was worth thinking about. It made the Fleet predictable, in one sense at least, but he couldn't decide if that was comforting or not. He turned his gaze to the fire, watching the whipping crackle. ]
Speaking of that time of year.... do you have anything you would like for Christmas?
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I donno, maybe ya with a ribbon 'round a certain body part. [A bit of a leering grin to go with that as he handed the wine bottle to Jim to open.] Or a motorbike, would love a bike again. Either way, a good ride. [He's so funny, isn't he?]
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[ The funniest. It was why he liked him so much. And, you know, the good looks, the hot body, that warm laugh like a good bourbon, the way his arm felt around him when they woke up spooned together, the quiet moments when he could cuddle up beside him and read or work on this or that, the way Remy liked him just as he was. He twisted himself out of the cocoon and reached out for the bottle, working it open with a chuckle. ]
Oh I think I would have to put ribbon in more than one place, otherwise where's the suspense in the unwrapping?
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Oh pretty fabric he says. You a lace man? Or maybe satin?
[ He popped the wine bottle open and took the glasses to pour it out for them both, then set all aside so he could arrange the blanket over himself and his lover, moving to snuggle up into him, nice and toasty. ]
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[Ok Jim, you have have lost him to seriously considering this now... Remy did like lingerie, like, really like it, but rarely considered it on a guy before. Short of Rocky Horror night, of course.]
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Please, like I would do something as horrid as buying cheap lingerie. If I'm going to go there, I'm going to get the good stuff.
[ So he wasn't against the idea. He had worn stockings before, though not a full set of lingerie. He was more than secure enough in his masculinity to explore the idea, especially if it was intriguing to Remy. Because why not? And it would be a nice gift to give the other for Christmas, all joking aside. This planet should have a nice shop or two to indulge in that particular arena. ]
Sometimes it's almost like you doubt me.
[ And now have a mock pout behind a sip of wine. ]
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[ He can see that, but instead of being irritated he smirks and shifts closer, leaning over to put his lips against his ear. ]
Maybe I get the kind of stockings that come with a garter belt - silk into lace. Plenty of ribbon woven in, too, so you can unwrap me properly. Maybe lace panties too. Hinting but not showing. But then, you know what’s behind the lace curtain don’t you?
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[ He pressed back into the kiss, nibbling at his lover’s lips. He twisted beneath the blanket, fingers brushing loose patterns over Remy’s shirt. ]
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[ Close, but not close enough. A wriggle to release the blanket, clutching it with one hand as he shifted himself into Remy's lap. He nestled up to his chest, soaking in the heat of his body as he drank in the taste of him. A taste he never tired of - warm and spiced and enough to make his lips and tongue tingle. Hands slid low, pushing at his shirt, enough to work his fingers beneath and caressing Remy's ribs. ]
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And as much as he was loving this all, it wasn't going to stop him from being a pest and a tease.] I thought we were suppose to stay warm in the cold, not go takin' off clothin'. [It spoken between kisses.]
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Don't you know? Body to body contact is one of the best ways to stay warm.
[ He smirked, giving as good as he got, nipping at his lover. His hands gripped the edges of Remy's shirt, slowly tugging upwards, finding his way over his chest. His palms spread over Remy's pecs, thumbs finding his nipples and slowly rolling them. ]
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Also, yes, less clothing was good, despite Remy's joking around. The only down side of it was that he had to take his hands off Jim to do so. But he did, letting go long enough to pull his shirt up and off, and having to stop that kissing too, leaving it to drop somewhere on the floor by the couch.]
Fair's fair, cheri, [It mumbled against Jim's lips, his grin back in place.] Gotta get that skin contact after all, non? [His hands moving to echo Jim's movements, tugging at his shirt to bring it up his torso.]
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[ He laughed, his voice have dropped into a low, husky octave it only took on during sex. He raised his arms to let Remy strip him of his shirt, shivering as he was exposed. Thankfully the cabin was not cold thanks to the fire and central heating, but he much preferred the heat from Remy's skin as he pressed up close to him again, trailing his lips over Remy's neck and down to his shoulders, sucking and kneading with his teeth to leave his mark on the other. ]
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Now with that clothing out of the way, it gave the chance for Remy to explore Jim's chest and back. A light racking of his nails down Jim's back as Remy's other hand smoothed up the side of his ribs, brushing a thumb over his nipple.]
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[ Jim would never say he quite melted, but it was damn near close when Remy touched him like that. He sighed, leaning into the pressure of Remy's hands, eyes fluttering and giving a little hitch when Remy played with his nipple. It budded beneath Remy's fingers, turning a shade pinker while his own hands smoothed over Remy's shoulders and chest, tracing his clavicle and the little imperfections. ]
Like what you see, hmm?
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It started soft, warm, almost an echo of the tone he just spoke in, something a little deeper than either of them spoke about, choosing to ignore. But then it started to switch up, turning up the heat to that near boiling it had been getting to, one that made the kiss harder, more demanding of Jim to match it, and echoing it with his other hand seeking out the front of Jim's pants, searching out the button and zip there.]