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trans_92011-02-26 03:48 pm
morphitudinous) wrote in trans_92011-02-26 03:48 pm
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Cranston For Hire [Open!]
It was once again time for Billy to assess the progress being made in this seemingly endless war with tasks and deadlines. So far, reorganization of the Engineering department was about 25% complete. Not terrible for a day's work, but he could certainly do better. Several projects were stalled pending discussion from the involved parties. His social time and interactions with the Rangers had taken a hit due to all of this.
Though he was following his orders to take more resting time during the day and having fun with Ronnae on many of the nights, nothing stopped him from taking on more than enough work to fill the compressed schedule.
Today's work: Supervising the new structure and performing odd jobs around the ship. Repairs were going well in the hangar, Neuropathy needed to be left alone, infrastructure was busy in the City. He visited wherever he could and lent a hand to each, struggling to find time for what he wanted to do in secret: move his personal belongings to his girlfriend's house.
As Billy wandered back and forth throughout the day, a stuffed backpack always accompanied him. Throughout the day, the loaded-down teenager made trips between a number of places on the upper levels and a particular house in the City. Distracted as he was with the constant juggling of omnicom, comm ring, tools, and items, he eventually wore himself out.
Where he ended up shouldn't be a surprise: in the city park, fast asleep, sprawled across an assortment of odd items. Somehow, he'd note when he woke up, he doubted this was what had been meant by the recommendation for 'personal time'.
((ooc: The two location tags basically mean you can catch him anywhere: asleep with shiny stuff to steal or rushing back and forth between the different areas of the ship. Just make a note of where you found him.))
Though he was following his orders to take more resting time during the day and having fun with Ronnae on many of the nights, nothing stopped him from taking on more than enough work to fill the compressed schedule.
Today's work: Supervising the new structure and performing odd jobs around the ship. Repairs were going well in the hangar, Neuropathy needed to be left alone, infrastructure was busy in the City. He visited wherever he could and lent a hand to each, struggling to find time for what he wanted to do in secret: move his personal belongings to his girlfriend's house.
As Billy wandered back and forth throughout the day, a stuffed backpack always accompanied him. Throughout the day, the loaded-down teenager made trips between a number of places on the upper levels and a particular house in the City. Distracted as he was with the constant juggling of omnicom, comm ring, tools, and items, he eventually wore himself out.
Where he ended up shouldn't be a surprise: in the city park, fast asleep, sprawled across an assortment of odd items. Somehow, he'd note when he woke up, he doubted this was what had been meant by the recommendation for 'personal time'.
((ooc: The two location tags basically mean you can catch him anywhere: asleep with shiny stuff to steal or rushing back and forth between the different areas of the ship. Just make a note of where you found him.))
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Once they were there, he unloaded the items as quickly as possible. "You're sure it's all right for me to stay here?"
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"Of course it's all right for you sto stay here department head Billy Cranston." She grinned playfully up at him not letting go of the hug, her body pressed against his.
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"Good," he agreed while returning the tight hold, "because I'd hate to spend another day moving. I'm already worn out from the first round, though I suppose I could've spared myself by waiting and building a device to wheel alongside me. Teleportation would have been even better."
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Billy was startled enough by it that his mouth remained open, easily allowing her tongue inside. He had to press closer to move his own tongue out, gliding over her upper lip and then her tongue. Two could play at this game.
The trapped hands were somewhat frustrating, but he compensated by tracing patterns on her soft hands with his thumbs.
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The kiss deepened slightly after the lighthearted giggle. Her small tongue playing with his as the emotions surged all around.
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Their tongues teased each other for a few more moments before Billy broke it, breathing deeply and looking into her eyes. "You seem to be excited today."
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Not that he minded them. "I've almost forgotten wearing myself out. Temporarily, of course."
He felt on top of the world.
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Billy's so happy that he allowed himself to be part of this. He couldn't believe he'd been so opposed to being in a relationship before.
"To be honest, though, I'm more in a mindset to relax than to go at it." From the look in his eyes, two things were completely obvious: he was oblivious to the innuendo and he wouldn't at all mind relaxing if it was with her.
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She moved behind the couch, yep at least this way he wouldn't be able to see her awkward, embarrassed and heavily blushed face. And wrapped her arms around him, letting them run gently down to the hem of his shirt, slowly lifting it up, over and off his body. Her hands settled on his now bare shoulders, soothingly yet firmly beginning to massage the area.
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That would explain why he settled against the couch so easily. Her hands trailing down his stomach made his skin tingle beneath the shirt, enough that he immediately lifted his arms when she moved to divest him of that shirt. Billy thought he knew what she had in mind, and that made his anticipation surge.
And so it was. Sighing happily, he leaned back and let her hands soothe his tired body. "You're wonderful, Ronnie," Billy breathed.
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"N-no, I d-don't think so. But. But if you say it like that, it does feel really nice. Besides, I think you deserve it and much more. Maybe after this we can ummm.... lay down for a bit?" she asked a bit timidly.
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"You are, don't deny it," Billy insisted warmly. "For everything, not just this. And I'd be happy to. It's bound to be more comfortable than the park."
His words came out slowly, tinged with deep and growing affection for her.
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Once she was done with her massage, her hands idly and softly trailed over his shoulders, and around his chest, caressing downwards as she leaned closer. Her hands now played tentatively and appreciatively over his abdomen, while her head now rested on his shoulder, and her lips began trailing a soft line of kisses from the top of his bare shoulder, up the side of his neck, and to the tip of his ear, giving it a playful and quick nibble. She could definitely feel her ear burning with embarrassment but she felt the need to show how much he meant to her not only emotionally, but physically as well.
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All the while, as he shivered with pleasure, her hands glided surprisingly low on his abdomen. Right over the scar circling his navel. He lay there happily, feeling far more excited than he ever had.
Finally, with the moan she got for nibbling his ear, Billy had had enough of receiving without giving. Gathering his strength, he pushed himself upward and spun round to face her.
"Love you Ronnie," was all he managed to get out before wrapping an insistent arm around her shoulders, kissing her with all his strength. Soon enough, the kiss became a series of quick kisses along her face, ending with a light suckling on the ear.
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