Thread: Space Revolution {KayLove & BlackThorne}

Lily felt as though everything he told her was guarded in some way, form the moment he met her. It was a strange pang of realization that maybe he didn't have trust in most of the men on board. What a strange world he lived in where trust wasn't simply given to you because you knew that they meant the best. She had grown up so privileged and sheltered even. Her crashing was probably what hardened her and made her more incident in her abilities. Her thoughts liked to run away from her as she took off her shirt and folded it neatly upon the bed, No I simply assumed you were part of that kind of background. You've got the skills learned from it down and even more that you've acquired from... Well from this job of yours. Either way it's your ship and whatever is best it's your call. She told him. Just as she began to turn from him his steady hand touched her side and she almost flinched but all that came of it was a rushed intake of breath. She looked down at his hand upon her side as he traced the ragged edge, it hadn't been properly taken care of. The sight of her own blood, the smell alone was enough for her to pass out but some how she had gotten pressure on the wound and stopped the bleeding. No, it's um... It's fine, It doesn't hurt any more... I don't want it looked at, it's fine. Her tone was slightly shocked that he was touching her there of all places. She decided not to comment on his last note knowing he would give her a wrap around answer as if they were being watched. Lily hadn't met his eyes, unwilling to let anyone see the memory of the trauma she experienced not only with her own wounds but finding all of her friends and crew dead. But she didn't resist as he moved her chin up to look at him. The corners of her full lips were turned down and her own emerald eyes met his, and she felt the heavy wall she built around her shake ever so slightly at his words. Although she had kept her hands from touching him all this time she let them do what they wanted now that her focus was blurred. One went to his hand on her side and moved up his forearm while the other took his hand from her chin to break her eyes from his always so intense ones. Lily cleared her throat softly, her whole body felt very wound up all of a sudden. Please stay.... She said in a faint whisper, he was right, again, she didn't want to stay alone in a place she didn't know and honestly didn't trust. She was almost ashamed to want him to thinking it made her feel inadequate. I... I should, shower I think... She unwillingly took a step back from him, what little there was between him and the bed and headed to the sonic shower. She stopped at the door to the wash room and turned slightly to say something more but she decided against it. She was going to ask him if he would be there when she was through but she decided to leave that up to trust as she turned back and closed the door behind her. She quickly undressed, her pants and matching underwear in a neat pile, she turned on the sonic shower as well as the steam. Hot as hot as the damn thing would go. And let it take away all the dirt, sweat, and engine oil. Her long red hair became ringlets at the end from the humidity of the steam and the muscles that had just been so tense from Duncan touching her began to unwind. She really was a beautiful human, her feminine hips flaring out from her small waist. Her hands touched where his had just been and felt how the scar felt so different and wondered how he could touch it like he had. She guessed he had seen plenty in his lifetime. Lily didn't know how long she simply stood in the shower letting the steam envelope her but reluctantly she got out, putting on her short style underwear and realized she hadn't brought anything to sleep in. But glancing about she saw a hanging long sleeved shirt of his, simple and a similar grey to his eyes, it smelled newly cleaned. She debated with herself for a good minute weather or not to put the damned thing on or not. Just put the shirt on Lily, what's the worst he going to do? Make you take it off? Although that did seem like the fun option she did doubt he would care at all. She slipped it on and there were a couple buttons at the neck she left undone and pushed the long sleeves up. The end barely crazed the middle of her cheeks but she shrugged and opened the door, her bra and pants in one hand. Stowing away her clothing she took a moment to braid her damp hair over her shoulder. I hope it's alright, I don't exactly have a lot of clothing and seeing as it didn't matter when I was on the Aurora...