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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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.]