RP Entry: Lyubovniki

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And the amazing just keeps coming. Sex scenes are tricky to write even in the best of times and Andy made it easy. Thanks, Andy.--Maer





Tuesday, 23 Sep 2521
Kuiper II class, Summer’s Gift
Yan Wo Station, Yan Wo
Fury, Blue Sun (Qing Long) system
0037hrs, ship’s time



We’d drifted off before we’d cooled down from lovemaking, ridden hard and put up wet by the events of the past forty-eight hours. I came to and found myself cradled in the crook of Joshua’s good arm. One of us had the sense to draw the sheets up against the drafts before passing out and I woke comfortably warm and disinclined to move. I cast an eye at my watch and snuggled back down. It was barely half past midnight. Roll call wasn’t for another five hours.

Plenty of time.

I’d left my desk lamp on low, the better to see Joshua as he took me to bed, and I indulged in a little looking when he couldn’t catch me at it. His chest rose in the steady deep breaths of sleep and his eyelids twitched as he dreamt. His beard was back in, attractively defining his jawline and chin. His hair was tousled from the pillow and I stroked it back, enjoying the run of it through my fingers. I smoothed my hand over his cheek to his neck and shoulder, felt the ridge of his scars and remembered our screaming match in medbay over it. Had it been only a month ago? It seemed like another lifetime and only yesterday … and it reminded me of something, something I’d meant to do but had somehow neglected to follow through on. I moved to wake him but held back.

Let him sleep. He needs it. So do you.

It was good advice and I heeded it. I snuggled in closer and lay my hand on his neck and let the thrum of his pulse under my fingers lull me back to sleep.

---

Joshua startled out of sleep, shaken loose from a dream whose details were mercifully already fading in the soft glow of the desk lamp. He looked down at Rina, lying next to him. Her beautiful black hair fell around her face, framing it, and he pulled it aside a little to get a better look. She almost always managed to look both peaceful and concerned at the same time when she slept. Which is why, he thought, I love her so much. She encompasses so many things at once, even when she doesn't realize it.

He ought to go back to sleep...but his mind was twisting and turning into places and memories he didn't want to revisit. The thought of slipping back into that dream...

...the Reavers from the Universe Moon stalking him through the train, shotgun blasts to their innards exposed. Fear and guilt flooding over him until he looked into the reflection in a window and saw a Reaver looking back...he was one of them, he didn't need to be afraid.

Joshua shuddered a little, trying to keep it under control so he wouldn't wake Rina. But he kept his eyes on her, knowing her face would banish the thoughts until he could fall back asleep again.

---

I felt him move and blinked awake and found him looking down at me. My love for him blazed in one intense tender wave and I gave him a secret little smile.

"Hey," I breathed and traced his jaw with my fingertip.

---

"Sorry," he said wincing a little as he realized he had woken her up. "I didn't mean to wake you. Was just having trouble falling back asleep."

---

"No worries." I shook my head and tucked my face under his neck and breathed in the scent of him. "I'd only just gone back down."

Which reminded me of my last thought before dropping off. I levered up on an elbow and tucked the sheets closer around him. Damn if he doesn't bring out the mother hen in me.

"Not to be unromantic or anything but I've been meaning to ask: could you show me how to prep a dose and give it to you? Maybe if I'd had it on me, Miranda wouldn't have hit you as hard as it did. I can't begrudge that poor soul the comfort you gave him, but I'd rather spare you future upset if I could."

I kept my hand moving as I spoke, smoothing down the sheets, his hair, any excuse to touch him as I ventured into personal territory. Funny, you can get naked with him at the drop of a hat but asking about his meds makes you shy? Get a grip, girl.

---

"You realize, right," he said with a bit of an amused tone, "I chose not to give myself my drugs. That's half of what's bothering me. Did I do that on purpose of my own free will? Or was that something calling me on Miranda influencing me in ways I wasn't aware of?" Was he really in control? The rest of the crew, even Rina, didn't understand how deeply and truly scared the idea of not being under his own control made him. But then again, they weren't the ones with hypnotic triggers buried in their brain.

---

I could see his thoughts flickering behind his eyes and knew I'd touched a nerve despite his tone. I rose and leaned over him, bracketing him with an arm on either side, and said, "Miranda had an influence, yes. It knocked us out cold for a week. Or have you forgotten that?" I shook my head. "I don't think either of us was thinking too clearly when we woke up. Comas do that to people. If, however, you're asking if Miranda influenced you while we were still on approach in the Black ..."

Huh. That's ...

"If so, you're more sensitive than we thought. Or your range has gotten longer. Either way, maybe going without your meds isn't that smart an idea."

---

"Zed said once that there was no limit to my power..." he murmured offhand, thinking about the time in the dark caverns of Rubicon. He then shook his head, putting himself back on target. "I meant when I was on planetside, whether the planet was influencing me even during the coma, or after the coma, making sure I would stay receptive to the message it was trying to broadcast."

Looking at Rina hovering over him, he shook his head again. He had a beautiful naked woman in front of him and he was talking about Miranda. He clearly was crazy. Putting thought to action, Joshua put a free hand on Rina's back, running it up her spine slowly and firmly.

---

Knowing the matter would have to wait, I took Joshua's cue and drew my leg over and kissed him.

---

As she kissed him, all his concerns and worries melted away again into softness and heat, passion and tenderness as they took pleasure in each other's body. Afterwards, as they lay there hot and sweaty in a tangle of limbs, Joshua thought that they made a good start towards making up what they had missed during the last month or so. And a snippet of the previous conversation bounced through his head, now suddenly lewd in a new context. Unable to resist, he leaned over her ear and whispered, "There's no limit to my power..." and then started laughing.

---

The weight of him on me was sweet and the rumble of his laughter thrumming through us was sweeter. He so rarely laughed with that throaty male tone and it made me want him all over again. I tugged his earlobe gently between my teeth and whispered back.

"Or your stamina, apparently...."

And then I wickedly tickled him where he didn't expect it.

---

Her tickling got the expected response, and before he knew it, they were back at it again. But this time, it was slower, and while not less intense, perhaps less frantic. It was comfortable lovemaking not focused on release, but on taking pleasure in the sheer closeness of the experience. But when release finally did arrive, Joshua found himself completely at peace, something he hadn't felt in a long time.

They had rolled on to their sides, and he kissed the back of her neck. "Thank you for being part of my life. Even when I feel out of control, you give me something to hold on to."

---

His kiss made my spine melt, his breath on my skin tantalized, and his words made my heart ache from tenderness. I pressed backward into his embrace and tipped my head back and kissed him.

Pazhalusta, milochka moya,” I whispered, bestowing the pet name for the first time and feeling it was right, down to my bones. “You know you’re the same for me, don’t you?”

The instant I said it, I knew it was true even as I was staggered by how quickly it had come to be. Is it any surprise, though? So went the cynic in my head. Mike’s gone and you’re not the type to dither once you make up your mind. I turned my face to the pillow so Joshua wouldn’t see and pulled his arms tighter around me as I told my inner demon to shut the hell up.

“Hold me?” I said through the pillow, hoping to keep my voice steady.

---

He remembered that drunken conversation with Rina almost a year ago. How much things had changed? What he had said then had driven her away. Now it would pull them closer. "Always, Rinochka." And Joshua held her tight to him, as if letting go might end a pleasant dream that could never be called back.


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