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Thread: Salvation: Baptism by Fire & Silver!

So, they were both sporting some gnarly scars. Rosemary didn't bother studying his, as she felt staring would be considered rude. Thus, she merely glanced towards him. If anything, his physique was what caught her a bit off-guard. Any woman, who had gone over ten years without being touched by another, would be more than happy to sit where she was right now, and admire his stature. He was attractive, she'd give him that. But, this wasn't the time, nor place, for her to let her hormones get the better of her. Somehow she had made it by Stark's side, without any relative problems. Of course there had been a few mishaps in their history, hands wandering where they didn't belong, and soon to be pulled back. They never crossed that line completely, and Rosemary could understand why. He was her superior, and this, wasn't an every day job. They both took their ranks seriously, and while they had relished in casual moments of conversation, those were few and far between. She was tweaked up like a stiff spring, full of tension and other horrible emotions. Well, she began, I suppose you're going to be very restless, then. They didn't give me a set time for when they're going to arrive. At the latest, they'll be here in a day or so. It wasn't the most pleasant of situations, but then again, this entire world seemed to be unpleasant. She offered him a smile, as if trying to console him, before she tugged over her bag, and began shuffling the inner workings about. You'll just have to sit tight. I really don't want to know what your restlessness has to do with the boding of buildings, Rosemary murmured. She was teasing him, and eventually, he would be able to pick up on it.
Thread: Salvation: Baptism by Fire & Silver!

He was silent for a moment before sighing heavily and laying on his stomach, shouldering his rifle and peering through the scope. Gah. Well, I guess I got some time to waste. With that, he popped out the clip that was already in his rifle, sliding in the clip with red-tipped bullets. The incendiaries. A small smirk tugged at his lips as he peered through the scope, his finger resting on the trigger....... Balls. I almost forgot, I can't do any shooting. Not until they come. The soldier sat upright again, rubbing his face and taking another sip from his flask. I hope they don't take too long. Otherwise, I'll probably end up going to sleep. Gah, damn those fluffy cowards. I can't wait to set them on fire. They run around like headless chickens when they go up ya know? It's so funny. Trystan started laughing, wiping his eyes with a gloved hand. You know, if you find the right things to enjoy, this war ain't so bad. Especially if you like all the chaos. It makes ya feel.... I don't know..... giddy. He shrugged, leaning back against the wall, closing his eyes. Although, besides creating chaos, there are other ways to entertain. An eye popped open, looking at her suggestively before it closed again. The soldier started chuckling lightly, waving his hand in apology. Ah, sorry. My medication is making me a tad loopy. Which is ironic. It's supposed to prevent me from going loopy. He shrugged, peering out the window again, making sure there was nothing out there before leaning back against the wall. So, got any ideas on things that'll keep me from burning a building down? I have a few ideas, but ah, they are for a different time I suppose.
Thread: Salvation: Baptism by Fire & Silver!

He was like a child, and she found his insistent energy to be adorable. The slightest of smiles was present, and she quietly watched him go from one task, to another. Trystan gave off the impression that his mind was going a million miles an hour. Rosemary could happily, though, keep up with him. Shaking her head a little, she finally settled her backpack off to the side, having found what she had been looking for. Her own flask. It was filled with some fresh water she had managed to store weeks ago. The lukewarm moisture flowing down her throat was welcomed, and quickly quenched her thirst. Mmn... She caught that suggestive look, and without hesitation, she giggled. Medication, eh? I think that's just an excuse for you to use, she teased him, screwing the cap back on, to save the rest for a later day. As for ideas...I'm honestly curious to hear what you have in mind. It isn't every day that I'm paired up with a man who's already prepared to fend off boredom, Rosemary mused, wiping her mouth off diligently. Now, whether or not his ideas to keep them entertained were completely innocent or not, was up in the air. She barely knew him, except for his namesake, and a few quirks. Would she be willing to just crawl her way over towards him, to enjoy a bit of heavy petting, like when she was younger? Rosemary didn't know. It had been a while, a very long while, since she was last offered such an act. In fact, she had forgotten all about how wonderful it could be, to be nestled up against the firm expanse of a man's chest, and kissing him. The mere hint of that image had her fidgeting just so, and out of respect for her own duties, she tried to ignore her body's obvious wants. She could die tomorrow, it was known, and she wasn't quite sure whether or not she wanted to leave this world, without one last roll in the sack.
Thread: Salvation: Baptism by Fire & Silver!

Trystan chuckled, waving his flask at her. There is nothing wrong with my using. It keeps me sane. So so sane. Another swig and the flask was gone, back into the pack. And as for my ideas, they happen to be rather dirty, with some..... exploration. I heard somewhere that snipers are supposed to be at the forefront of any exploration. The soldier grinned, putting his hands behind his head. He wasn't muscle bound, as a sniper he had to be fit, but not a muscle head. His shoulders were broad enough to make him look like a man, and his arms had just the right amount of muscle. Heh, you keep eyeing me like I'm some kinda piece of meat. You uh.... getting a little hungry hun? He chuckled lightly, moving so that he looked right into her eyes. Listen, you said they wouldn't be here till tomorrow at the latest. We have plenty of time to kill, so why not kill it? Besides, think of it this way. You'll be saving a building from total destruction if you find some other way to keep a sniper busy. This brought a grin to his face the size of Texas. He sighed as he leaned back, shrugging lightly. It's up to you Rose. It would suck to go out without at least one last good romp. At least, that's what I think. Your call.
Thread: Salvation: Baptism by Fire & Silver!

Dirty...and exploratory, she repeated, shaking her head in disbelief. This was really happening to her, wasn't it? Had the world gotten so dark and dreary, that affection was sought out in desperation, to just...feel anything positive? Rosemary certainly felt this way. After all, who knew when the next time would be, where she could find herself in the company of a well-enough man, who quite obviously wasn't opposed to the idea. The fact that death was now breathing cold, vicious rivulets of realization at the back of her neck had a lot to do with the fact that she was even considering his proposition. They could kill time...and enjoy themselves. Who knew, maybe this was the break that the young woman had needed all along. A bit frustrated with her own lack of direction, she bit into her bottom lip, watching him carefully. I'm not eyeing you like some piece of meat, I'm merely studying what I have to work with, she opted to tease him. Humans were strange, desperate creatures when they wanted to. When faced against all odds, they were capable of committing things that they would have never dreamed of. This, was Rosemary's current situation. She was picky about who she slept with, so much so, only two men had had the privilege of doing so. After having been drafted in at the age of eighteen, and now nearing twenty nine, she was more than worthy of a good lay. Her body craved the pleasure, and her mind, that craved the release. With a shrug, and a muttered 'fuck it', she pushed herself from the rickety wall of the steeple, and crawled her way towards the poised man. The image was strangely erotic, the foreign looking lass with pale hair, and bright red lips, naturally giving off a permeated air of pure sex appeal. Perhaps it was in the way she had her ass perked up, or with the way the neckline of her tank-top drooped, revealing beneath, that healthy amount of cleavage. Either way, the way those steely eyes of gray pierced him, could very well be the reason to making his cock twitch. She reached his boot, her delicate hand slipping up to grasp upon his calf, where she squeezed the taut, muscled flesh beneath. I'm a bit insulted that you think we're going to die tomorrow, she murmured, Do you really have that little faith in me, Trystan?
Thread: Salvation: Baptism by Fire & Silver!

When he heard the creaking of the wall, his eyes opened and he looked towards where the sound had come from. He was greeted by the very seductive sight of Rose crawling towards him on all fours. Heh, you are incredibly sexy. Just thought you should know that. And she was. She was the kind of woman he would think about during the downtime in the battlefield. The way the shirt revealed a good look at the cleavage underneath, the way her plump red lips and piercing eyes seemed to invite him in. He hadn't been this turned on since his last partner. When she grasped his calf, he grinned at her, grabbing her wrists and gently pulling her to him. For a few seconds, he did nothing but peer into her eyes, his hands on her waist as he positioned her so she straddled him. The second he was done, his lips pressed against hers, hot, rough, and filled with lust. Already he could feel himself hardening. It had been quite a while since he'd experienced anything except the feel of his rifle in his arms, and the sounds of bullets flying. It was a nice change, he had to admit. The kiss seemed to last for quite a while before he pulled away, his arms wrapping themselves around her waist, holding her against him. Enjoying yourself so far? We can take as long as we want. We have the whole day. Or rather what's left of the whole day. With a small chuckle, he started to nibble on her neck, one hand moving down her back to grasp gently at her ass. He was enjoying himself. He just needed to make sure Rose liked it as much as he did. Other wise, he'd feel like an ass. His lips were gentle as they trailed kisses along her jawline, his teeth catching her earlobe lightly. He seemed to know what he was doing, as much as he seemed to be a tease. He only hoped this girl could be as rough as he was.
Thread: Salvation: Baptism by Fire & Silver!

His comment forced a seemingly infinite smile to curl up onto her pretty face, and while she was still a bit hesitant to jump into the situation, she did nothing to fend him off when he proceeded to tug her closer. Soon enough, Rosemary found herself perched comfortably upon his lap, their hips naturally melding together, and already beginning to form a basking glow of friction. Gods, sitting here, just like this, was enough to have her heart racing and her chest heaving. It had been years, and while she was hesitant to admit it, she certainly wasn't ashamed of it. After all, she had spent those years killing those who threatened her world. Not many women who had gone through a spell of abstinence, could say that. She obviously had viable reasons, and despite staying away from the opposite sex, she hadn't lost a single spark of talent. Luckily for her, he gave her a distraction. His lips captured her mouth into a kiss, something hot, rugged and overwhelmingly satisfying. The young dear couldn't help herself, and immediately pushed up against Trystan's chest, successfully pinning herself to his frame. Returning every notion he blessed her with, a teasing tongue, a little nibble, she only pulled away as he did. Her pale cheeks were flushed with renewed vigor, and her eyes, were now heavily lidded. Hnn...I had planned on taking my time, she explained, silently tipping her head up, so he could have the full expanse of her neck at his disposal. It's...nngh, it's been a long while since anyone's ever... Goddess, that felt good. Her fingers bent, and she dug her nails into his shoulders, gripping at him tightly. Obviously, her neck was quite sensitive, just like the rest of her. Rosemary was akin to a giant nerve, reacting to every bit of attention he doted upon her. Barely conscious enough to know what she was doing herself, she finally managed to reach down, gripping at the hem of her tank-top, and quickly tugging it up. Beneath, was a simple black bra, and the full exposure of her scar. She looked towards it, then back to him, dropping her shirt. Not the most attractive place, I know, Rosemary quipped, shrugging slightly. I hope you don't mind it...
Thread: Salvation: Baptism by Fire & Silver!

The soldier chuckled. Not the most attractive place? Don't worry 'bout it hun. Your scar doesn't faze me one bit. Trust me, I've seen worse. With a deliberate movement, he kissed down her neck, lingering only for a second before moving on, teasing her breasts lightly, planting a few butterfly kisses right on the scar. He looked up with a grin. So, does it look like I mind? In one swift pull of his arm, his tank-top was on the floor, not far from hers. The burn took up his entire upper arm, and on his chest were three gashes, each one right next to the other. Claw marks. Don't mind them. As far as I know, these are the only scars I have. In a flash his lips were back against hers, his hand playing with the clasp on her bra. Man, she felt good. Even though he doubted he was quite as sensitive as her, he saw the effects his neck-nibbling had, and made a mental note of that. He didn't miss anything, moving under her ever so slightly, adding to that heat, creating just a little more sensuous friction between them. When he pulled away from their kiss, he grinned at her, returning to her neck. So, tell me, how are you liking this so far? We still have quite a bit of exploring to do. The bra fluttered to the ground, exposing the breasts, releasing them from their fabric confinement. His hands were on them in an instant, massaging, squeezing. He almost felt like moaning, but managed to hold it back. With a grin, he started to grind lightly against her, teasing her, glad she was able to keep up.
Thread: Salvation: Baptism by Fire & Silver!

Rosemary was admittedly surprised, to suddenly feel his lips trail down along her neck, towards her chest. The sentiment he gave to her, was welcomed, and quickly had her pale cheeks flaring up into a bout of crimson. Lashes fluttering, she relished in the way he gently coaxed his mouth across her seared flesh, finding the touch to be a horribly wondrous change from what she was accustomed to. No...it doesn't, she murmured in a weakened tone, trying her damnedest to not grow completely useless. He was hitting her hard, with these delightful caresses. Even if they were soft, barely there and somewhat innocent, he had her body buzzing. His own scars were vibrant, and she briefly swept her eyes across the image. Out of sheer curiosity, she slipped her hands down, to touch at them with tenderness. Hn... Something about these markings gave Trystan character, and while her blood was boiling at the thought of those beasts sinking their claws into this man, she quickly let those ill emotions dwindle down. Now was not the time for that, after all. Ahh... A sensuous sigh then, and her eyes closed once again, tipping her head back to shamelessly expose herself to him. His hips were roving up into her own, making her return the motion tenfold. Slow, hard and taunting undulations of her lower body, and she could feel the friction between them growing at an insane pace. Rosemary knew she was wet, could feel herself tingle, and so badly...did she want his attention to slip further down, pinpointing her core. Kiss-swollen lips were licked, and she spoke, answering him quietly. What do you think...? I haven't felt this way in...I don't even remember, she admitted bashfully, all but squeaking when her breasts were captured into his clasp. Arching up against the development, her small, pink nipples hardening against him, Rosemary watched his face the entire time, admiring his features as she squirmed about rather helplessly.
Thread: Salvation: Baptism by Fire & Silver!

Well, he had his answer. He was doing good, and holding out rather well if he did say so himself. Well, if we make it outta this war alive and in one piece, if ya want, you'll be feeling alot more of this. With that, he answered her unasked question, quenching the thirst he saw in her eye. His hand shot straight to her womanhood, rubbing her in ways simple hip movements couldn't satisfy. And for one who sat still for countless hours, even if he never enjoyed it, his hands danced across her, lighting a sensual fire behind the fabric of her pants. The hand that went down south, leaving one of her breasts alone by itself was replaced by his mouth, his lips clamping down on that wonderous globe of flesh, so soft and yet, firm, suckling lovingly. For one who hadn't been touched in almost as long as Rose, he certainly knew his stuff. Meanwhile, his hand rose, snaking beneath the hem of her pants, rubbing her through relatively thin panties. His hands were so warm, and strangely, the gloves he wore seemed softer then they looked. And yet, he seemed to have more planned. In a sudden flurry of movement, Rose found herself on her back, with her pants being slowly, tantalizingly slid off, revealing the supple skin beneath. And where skin was newly exposed, his lips were there to explore it, claim it, and move gradually lower. Both his hands retreated from what they had been doing to massage at her thighs, relaxing the muscles that were there. Finally, the pants lay on the ground beside her, her boots having mysteriously followed them to the floor. Now, all that was left were her panties, and those were quickly slid off as well, and tossed to the side. With a grin, he sank lower, his tongue touching and teasing where there was the most warmth. His lips grazed her folds, waving sweet release infront of her like a steak before a hungry dog. He loved watching her writhe in pleasure, loved hearing those cute little sounds she made when he hit a sensitive spot. And soon enough, that would be amplified by quite a bit. Vaguely, he wondered if Rose was very vocal.
Thread: Salvation: Baptism by Fire & Silver!

Her brows furrowed at his words, finding herself wondering if he actually meant that. Well, considering that there weren't too many capable couples in this day and age, it wasn't a shocker to see him putting that option up front. Yet, Rosemary didn't quite anticipate for him to already enjoy her that much...it was as if she had been waiting to be judged. For Trystan to see if she was actually capable of giving him what his body deserved, and what it had been lacking for so long now. Obviously doing something right, and not one to try and change something that was already fine as is, the young woman merely reacted to his devilish hand. A moan, followed by a quick jerk of her hips. She wasn't just a last resort...a pity fuck, or something convenient. At least, she would prove to him that she wasn't any of those things. Her eyes fluttered to a close, and her back arched, in turn pushing her bare breast shamelessly against his mouth. The way his tongue danced across her, made her whimper like a young, barely touched teen. He was thoroughly giving her pleasure that she had long since forgotten about. It was just too much, sending her nerves into a flurry of buzzing heat. Out of sheer desperation, Rosemary found herself reaching up, and grasping upon the back of his head, holding him tight. Her wetness was growing tenfold, coating her smooth, swollen nether lips. Aaahh... Another exclaim close to a squeak, and her world spun on its axis. What...what had just happened? Blinking those steely eyes open, she looked up, finding herself gazing towards the ceiling, and no longer Trystan. A small huff, and she quickly began watching the man with brief suspicion. What in the world was he up to? It only took about a moment or two, before Rosemary caught the hint. Her pants were long since discarded, along with her boots, and now laying there, in nothing but her panties...well, the young woman was near hyperventilating. He was going to, wasn't he? Dear gods...if he was as good as he looked, she was in for a world of absolute fucking bliss. Her heart rammed itself against her rib-cage now, as if begging for freedom. Nngh... Squirming, the cool air blowing up against her tempting little mound, it was only until she drew in another breath, did he finally submerge her into a realm of carnality. Oh...oh gods, yes, she proclaimed, tossing her head back, gripping at her breasts, and thoroughly throwing herself up into his masking mouth. Everywhere he touched, he left a trail of white fire in his wake, forcing the poor thing to coo up towards the clouded, dreary skies, and fill the steeple with such joyous, naughty sounds. A bite to her lip, a guttural groan, and her legs bent at the knees finally, spreading herself for him and his cruel, wanton treatment.
Thread: Salvation: Baptism by Fire & Silver!

Boy, she definitely was vocal! He couldn't have asked for a better partner. Sexy, passionate, and someone who is able to take care of herself! Such a great combination. But as much as he liked her, he loved teasing her even more. So, just when she opened up her legs to allow him better access, he pulled away, chuckling as he studied the look on her face. With a grin, he licked his lips, nodding in approval. You taste good hun. You really do. But, in all fairness...... He motioned to his lower body, still clad in pants, boots, and all. I mean, this doesn't exactly seem fair now does it? I like you. But, I mean come on! Trystan grinned, placing his hands behind his head again, giving her a seductive smile. You should know Rose, I work better when I have something to work towards. So, you don't have to if you don't want to, but help me out a little huh? Trust me, I can make it worth your while. And what you've experienced, it's only the tip of the iceberg. Strangely, he seemed to be barely fazed by the scene that was happening, his breathing calm and even, his eyes cool and almost serene. His chest rose and fell steadily, and a small, taunting chuckle broke the silence. Truth was though, he loved what had just taken place. He loved the taste, the feel, such things he hadn't felt in what seemed like an eternity. But he had been told once before, having sex was like riding a bike. You never forget how to do it. All he needed to do now was find enough of her sensitive spots to keep her coming back for more, and more importantly to keep her moans coming. It was how he gauged himself. A quick glance down showed that he was most definitely ready to go. He had been putting off to tease her, but now it was rather evident.