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Rover ([personal profile] synthsized) wrote in [community profile] irisnetwork2019-11-10 06:49 pm

un: xspire

At what point does something get the right to be called a person? What do they need to do to deserve that?

Has anyone ever thought about it?
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[personal profile] deuteranope 2019-11-13 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
[It feels...normal. Normal, and weird, and sort of familiar in its foreignness. It's not nearly as clumsy as his first kiss, thank god...and it's got that thrill of knowing someone else was floundering as much as he was. Of course there was the fact that Rover had a much more legitimate reason to not know what the fuck they're doing, but he's going to choose to not think about that!

He's grinning crookedly when he draws back, giddiness putting him at ease. For a second, he brushes his thumb along their cheek, then carefully wiggles his fingers into place between Rover's so he can encourage them to lace together, because as nice as kisses are, he's painfully weak to the simpler little acts of affection. To be held is to be secure and to be wanted.

The bed creaks low as Maverick shifts again so that the next kiss can come more easily than the first, though he pauses after brushing his pierced lips against Rover's.]


This still okay?
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[personal profile] deuteranope 2019-11-13 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
[It's gonna go places, that's for certain. Once assured, Maverick scoops up their lips again and works to ease their back down against the bed, their joined hands moving so he holds it above Rover's head. He knows that if at any point they change their mind, they could easily just break his wrist and that would be the end of that, nothing to worry about, but he keeps his grip light and tentative all the same. He was already going faster than his usual comfortable pace, shifting to hover over Rover as he trails kisses down from their mouth down their chin and neck.

He exhales, a little breathless laugh of disbelief. This is his life now, huh? Well. Could be worse. It feels good to be this close and to be leaving tender kisses rather than something hungry from loneliness.]
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[personal profile] deuteranope 2019-11-13 08:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[From anyone else, the giggle probably would have triggered a mess of hurt feelings, but knowing the other's inexperience with...every aspect of this conceivable, and keeping in mind that might account for an unexpected reaction helps to temper his insecurity. That soft internal hum is reassuring, too, when not completely weirding him out.]

Feel good? [He murmurs it close to Rover's ear, and while he'd like to sound like a smug bastard, he doesn't quite have that much confidence that he's interpreting their reactions correctly. There's uncertainty there, along with an unasked, hopeful, You can really feel this?]
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jazz hands, we really in that warning territory now, folks

[personal profile] deuteranope 2019-11-13 09:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[Hmm!]

Gee, that little faith in me, huh?

[Or his skill, which was, you know, not extensive, but that doesn't matter. What matters is that he's feeling comfortable enough to tease, and he tips his head to lean into the touch. Pauses to study their face.]

...You're really beautiful.

[It's a dumb thing to say, he feels like, but those are the words that fell out when he opened his mouth. The shyness is charming, too, like he's being trusted with this. Trust...is nice. Another award-winning observation, good work.

Maverick kisses them to distract from his blush, hopefully, then pushes himself up onto his elbows, securing some space between their upper bodies, although it must be glaringly obvious that he's getting hard, with his pelvis against the other.]


You, uh...aren't gonna overheat on me if we keep going, right?
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stay on this path to enter the bone zone

[personal profile] deuteranope 2019-11-13 10:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[It takes two to tango, after all. On this, they can agree. Might as well have them both be idiots about it, in different ways, so they can fumble their way to the finish line together.

Maverick laughs, even it's...embarrassing. He's done this before, he shouldn't need to be asked!! But...it's never been quite like this. Definitely feels exciting and new, with this little gremlin of a robot beneath him.]


I'm... [He ducks back in, leaving a soft kiss on their neck before continuing.] ...going to be fucking great.

[Of this he's almost certain. How could he not be way more than okay? Satisfied, Maverick pulls back again so he can peel his hoodie and shirt up over his head, revealing the eclectic collection of tattoos and pierced nipples, and remove the fingerless gloves. He's aching for as much contact as possible, really, and tugs their hips together with a shaky exhale. With confirmation they can feel... His now-bare hands slip underneath Rover's clothes, gently exploring their skin for any hints of something that they seem to enjoy feeling more than the rest.]
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[personal profile] deuteranope 2019-11-14 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
[He laughs, too, happy to hear it even if he doesn't exactly get it. It sounds genuine, which pleases him more than the words themselves, and the little markers of insecurity help to make the doubts lighten up on his heart even more. Heh. He's already feeling great, and they've only just started.

He bites his lip to suppress the soft groan and presses his lower half more insistently against them. He's quieter when he speaks, too, but a little rough.]


That. More of that. [Directing someone in how to please him is definitely out of his depths, but he sure does know that was a good feeling that would finish hardening him up pretty quickly. Which -- hm. Grinding into them and burying his face in Rover's collarbone to reward them with more kisses, he murmurs,] Can you get my zipper? N'touch me... You can play with my piercings. Kiss me.

[He's needy and easy to please, really, they could do pretty much anything.]