Nimbus Tsura
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Post by Nimbus Tsura on Jun 1, 2011 21:40:42 GMT -5
OOC: Month 3, Week 1, Day 3, outside the Event Horizon, open
Skyblast is outside the Event Horizon, just finishing up a bout as the external rover, checking to make sure they don't have Decepticons stuck to the hull or space barnacles or, AllSpark forbid, spacehikers.
Those darn kids get everywhere.
He's actually feeling hot, because hey, he's generating heat, and radiative heat is the only method of heat removal he really has out here!
Skyblast is also feeling hot because he's Skyblast.
He has free time now, and he thinks he'll stay out here for a while, maybe try some space wakeboarding.
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Post by Mirage on Jun 2, 2011 1:51:06 GMT -5
Skyblast is most definitely hot- at least to a certain spy. A certain spy who has availed himself of a set of magnetic foot attachments so that he can sneak up on a certain skypainter. .
It's nothing that ghosts lightly up Skyblast's sides, and nothing that brushes lips across Skyblast's helm, but it should be a familiar nothing to the tiny jet.
Mirage doesn't say anything just yet. He's curious as to how Skyblast will react to this little ambush.
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Post by Nimbus Tsura on Jun 2, 2011 11:35:16 GMT -5
Skyblast had been headed off toward the rear thrusters, but he pauses at the touches. There's nothing here but the ship under his feet, not even the singing kiss of air on his wings.
But there's lips on his helm.
Skyblast opens his radio and calls Mirage, //Please tell me that you're being a bit kinky, because otherwise, there's an invisible Decepticon out here who needs a masterful can of whoop-aft courtesy of yours truly.//
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Post by Mirage on Jun 2, 2011 16:53:41 GMT -5
Skyblast's query is answered by a low chuckle. //And if I am being a bit kinky, would you mind?//
Mirage punctuates the comment with a slight nip along one ridge on Skyblast's helm before trying to tug the skypainter back against him. This will put Skyblast solidly inside Mirage's invisibility field, which will hide them both from any spying sensors. Mirage himself, however, will still seem invisible to Skyblast.
//What's the matter, is this a bit too risque for you, love?// he teases.
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Post by Nimbus Tsura on Jun 2, 2011 17:37:23 GMT -5
//Yes, I would mind,// Skyblast says seriously, //because that would mean you're not being extremely kinky instead.//
Then Skyblast is tugged back against Mirage. Oh, Skyblast knows those contours! He tries to press himself back against Mirage and reach a hand back up to touch Mirage's chin, if he can find it.
He continues seriously, //But you know, I do need to paint you.//
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Post by Mirage on Jun 3, 2011 22:31:39 GMT -5
Mirage's engine rumbles in appreciation as Skyblast so eagerly presses back against him. Mirage tries to gently grasp that searching hand in his own and press his lips against the palm.
//Mmm, I'm free for the day, if you like,// Mirage says, //Though I do hope you don't want to stop and do it right this moment.// His free hand continues to tease along Skyblast's body in a way that clearly shows he has no intention of heading back inside the ship in the immediate future.
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Post by Nimbus Tsura on Jun 4, 2011 18:29:27 GMT -5
//I would like very much! I-// Skyblast cuts himself off, as he recalls that he has to go file some requisition orders. Being Breakaway's paperwork wench blows.
//-I will spend all the time that I have with you, and it will not be enough, so let's get started now, shall we?// He twists himself around and gives a winning smile up at where Mirage may or may not be, accepting the teasing and kisses and searching out for the man who isn't there to return the favour.
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Post by Mirage on Jun 6, 2011 3:03:50 GMT -5
Mirage chuckles again, then leans down to quite thoroughly kiss Skyblast before trailing more kisses along the skypainter's jaw. Mirage murmurs a few words* that the jet won't be able to hear in space, but Mirage copies them on radio, so they will still reach Skyblast. Mirage then tries to turn the small jet back around to face away from him.
OOC: middle of scene fade out on your post, fade in on my next? Also, check Skyblast's PM's for the *>_>
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Post by Nimbus Tsura on Jun 8, 2011 20:48:00 GMT -5
Skyblast can't do what Mirage asks.
He just can't.
Hopefully what he can do is pleasant enough, anyway.
//Now then, I'm not talking a formal portrait,// Skyblast explains, looking Mirage over, quite satisfied with himself. //It's just... okay, see, I'm used to flying alone. No one could match me in my home reality, and we didn't have all that many flying Autobots, anyway, but in fighter squadron fiction, everyone has to have a picture of someone special to him in his cockpit, so...//
Did Skyblast just admit that Mirage is special to him?
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Post by Mirage on Jun 8, 2011 21:45:08 GMT -5
Mirage is also the picture of satisfaction as he lounges, visible now, on the hull.
//Mmmhmmm// he answers lazily, //Though we should probably go inside for the painting session.//
He reaches out a hand to trace Skyblast's hip. As he does so, a knowing little smirk plays across the spy's lips. He tries to pull Skyblast back down to him for a kiss.
//Special to you, am I?//
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Post by Nimbus Tsura on Jun 13, 2011 20:14:36 GMT -5
//Of course. I'm interacting with you of my own free will, aren't I? You'd have to be special for me to do that much,// Skyblast answers smoothly.
He languidly dives into Mirage's pull, slowly giving that wanted kiss.
//I was thinking the biosphere. The light there is quite nice.//
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Post by Mirage on Jun 13, 2011 22:06:14 GMT -5
Mirage chuckles into Skyblast's mouth, his arms circling around the jet in a tight hug. The move hides Mirage's internal twinge at Skyblast's blithe reply. It bothers Mirage, even now, that Skyblast still forces that slight distance between them.
But it is only a small bother, and Skyblast well knows how Mirage feels about him, even if he doesn't let Mirage speak of it.
//That place? I suppose it does have the most... natural light of any place on the ship.// Mirage answers. He'll go, if it will make Skyblast happy, but Mirage is still unsure of of how he feels about the place. Certainly there is some wild beauty there, but it is so... soft and breakable.
//Shall we?// he asks, rising- possibly with Skyblast in his arms.
OOC: Skip to painting?
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Post by Nimbus Tsura on Jun 14, 2011 15:03:53 GMT -5
Skyblast doesn't want to hurt Mirage, and that is why he keeps that distance. He is the sort of candle that burns brightly and briefly. Get too attached and get burned when Skyblast gutters out early.
Possibly still in Mirage's arms, Skyblast looks up at Mirage and says softly, "If you dislike this place, we could go elsewhere."
He's looking for a gazebo. There must be a gazebo.
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Post by Mirage on Jun 14, 2011 22:08:49 GMT -5
The hurt is as much a part of the experience of love as the loving.
Mirage gives Skyblast a gentle squeeze, then sets the small jet down. "No, this is fine. It's a lovely place, in it's own way."
Of course there is a gazebo. It's just down the path that winds through the cultivated parts of the garden, but is still secluded enough by the trees and a well-planned bend in the path as to be mostly private.
Just please, don't mistake it for a type of gazelle. We're all full up on matchsticks, thanks.
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Post by Nimbus Tsura on Jun 15, 2011 18:25:24 GMT -5
Mirage is being polite, but really, where would they go? The light is horrible in the sim room. It's hyperreal. A military ship underway in space is just not a great place to try to do a painting, at least not in Skyblast's opinion. The mileage may vary.
He moves lightly, barely touching down, off toward the gazebo.
"I'm flexible as to poses. It's not meant for public display."
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