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Reliving your past through innocent eyes. [Open]

Now that everything was over, and people regained their memories and appropriate ages, Ronnae found herself staring at the sketchpad her younger self was carrying around. She was somehow scared of opening it. Fearful that the memories would be too painful. She had, after all, done her best to not think about things while on the ship. She knew it would only bring her heartache knowing that they might or might not be in the pods and even then, would they be the same?

She sighed as she settled under the large tree that made up Nokosi's house, slumping down till she sat on the grassy floor, relaxing against the smooth bark of the tree. Placing the sketchpad on her lap, she looked at it with hesitation, maybe she'll take a peak.

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"The feeling's mutual," he was quick to say, simply enjoying sitting next to her for the moment. Taking things easy, one step at a time. "You definitely kept me busy, though. Who knew there were that many ways to make a mess out of me?"

All the while, he'd missed this. Quiet time together.

She blushed, remembering just how energetic she used to be. Her energy hadn't faltered of course... but it was mainly left for the battlefield, or other activities. Nowadays she generally was very reserved, quiet and shy... much the opposite of her younger self.

"It almost feels surreal... After all that..." she said in a small voice, relaxing against him much like she used to when she was sad or depressed.

Billy pulled her back to rest on his chest, his arms holding her as securely as possible. He hoped she'd feel comforted, at least a little.

"I can hardly imagine what it had to have been like. When I heard what had happened, I was really worried."

He still felt guilty about his untimely disappearance. That mission was a horrible time to get captured, right when she was going through the worst of it.

Ronnae smiled, he had a way to make her feel better no matter what the situation was, specially when he held her against that most favorite of places.

Shaking her head, she looked down a bit embarrassed. "You had your own troubles to deal with... And I wish I wouldn't have let myself be there when the clock chimed again... I would have been able to help you when the rescue mission was called..."

She was still feeling guilty herself, her lover in trouble and her not being able to do anything about it... It seemed their thoughts were pretty similar.

"It wasn't your fault," Billy murmured, leaving a kiss in her hair. "And it wasn't just you. I came back to find most of my friends in trouble. If I hadn't fallen for that easy trap, I'd have been here to support you. Where I needed to be."

He raised a finger to his neck, tracing the line the guards had 'practiced' cutting. "I thought of you all that time. I imagined what might've happened if I'd been sacrificed there. And yet I had no idea what you were going through."

Time to propose a solution. He curled around her as best he could, tapping her book. "Do you want to look through it?"

Maybe in a little? It seemed the talk only furthered her fears of losing that which she held most precious. Her body curled up to his, arms wrapping around his form and face buried against his chest. It wouldn't take long before he could feel the wetness on his shirt and the quivering body of his lover.

She held on for as long as she could, desperately needed to hear that heartbeat that calmed her nightmares and fed her own heart.

...way to blow it, Cranston, Billy thought to himself upon feeling the ferocity of her grip. She was upset, but of course she would be! They'd been through quite the emotional roller coaster. It meant more than he could say that she was safe and her proper size again. He held her just as firmly, steadily stroking her back while he whispered in her ear.

"Shh. We're safe now, love. I know it's not okay, but it can be. I'm here."

If only he had a blanket to wrap around her. It could really be used for privacy right now.

"I don't think I could continue on without you..." She choked out, much to her surprise as she paused for a moment to consider her words. It was true, that when she thought all she could cling onto where the memories of her world, seeking comfort and a steady flow of affection from her friend, Billy came into her life and she experienced something she had never felt before... Something she now couldn't imagine living without.

"I... I'm sorry... I shouldn't have said that..." It was not the sort of thing you should bring up when your lover is comforting you, not after all that.

She forced herself to look up at him, her eyes glossy from tears. "I'm really happy that we are together again and that the danger has been avoided... I really do love you... More than I had thought I ever would." She never thought she deserved to love in the first place... She was a half breed after all, she had no right to feel what pure blooded races felt.

"You never have to apologize for saying how you feel," Billy reassured her, kissing the tears from her face. "I feel the same way, actually...I didn't want to burden your younger self with it, but I cried at night when I feared we wouldn't be able to save you in time."

He combed a hand through the long hair he loved, so grateful that every part of her, the woman he loved so much, was intact. "But we don't have to go on without each other. I fought my way out, you kept my spirits up during the worst times, and...now it's over."

That brought up another point. He smiled, fishing out a picture that had been taken a few days ago of her little face, messy from another strawberry milkshake. "How could I ever say no to this face?"

She looked at the picture blinking a few times as her face quickly reddened. A few moments later, she looked away embarrassed trying to stifle a giggle to no avail of course, considering it was very easy for Ronnae to move onto a giggle fit.

"I... I d-don't know what to say haha~" She said shyly, pressing her fingers together. "I really like strawberries... specially in milkshakes~"

Billy laughed with her, fondly pressing a kiss to her temple. "I'll keep that in mind, Ronnie. Just...try not to get it all over me next time."

The next picture produced was of a very happy-looking little Ronnie standing over her sweetheart, all covered in the sticky syrup. It was clear that the exasperation came from a place of fondness. "I took more baths in three days than I usually do in an entire week thanks to you. But every minute was worth it."

Of course that just furthered the blush, making it extend to the tips of her ears as she bit her lip in an attempt to not laugh. Failing miserably of course!

"I'm so sorry~ I guess I was sort of more like my brothers when I was much younger... Troublemaker and all." She mused, snuggling up to Billy.

Billy attempted to pull her into a kiss when he stopped laughing so hard, but that was harder than it sounded. He eventually managed a warm if a little sloppy kiss, ever smiling.

"All's forgiven, love. I'm glad to be here with you again." He traced his fingers along her side and back, deep in thought. Was there something he could do?

The kiss, of course made her come back to the moment, her eyes moving to gaze into his almost as if searching for an answer to the many questions that plagued her thoughts.

Almost as if on instinct, her hand rose to caress his face, fingers running gently over his features. As if tracing a mental picture to hold on to. Soon enough she found herself leaning up, lips pressed against his, for a moment simply feeling the warm, soft embrace, soon thereafter parting her lips as her small tongue glided over his lips, tasting them, remembering the feel that she enjoyed greatly.

Kissing again after that entire ordeal was entirely welcome. He relished her touch over his cheeks, nose, chin, lips...it felt right. Billy responded in kind, softly touching the smooth skin of her cheek when their faces came together. Her teasing tongue met his again for the first time in a while, the deep kiss full of pent-up energy released bit by bit. There was every reason to take it easy with her for now.

When they parted, he left a gentle kiss on the tip of her ear before whispering to her. "Would you rather talk in privacy? I've got something for you in there."

She nodded in turn, her cheeks flushed with the previous action as her thoughts drifted to more pleasant ones, more private ones, ones she'd only lived in her fantasies and unique and tender moments with him.

"Hope it's not syrup." she teased.

"No, it's...cleaner. Not as sticky. You'll be able to relax, I promise."

Billy carefully stretched upward, offering a hand to her. Oh, he hoped he knew what he was doing with this.

She giggled, taking his hand and rising, holding her sketchbook close to her chest.

"Sounds good then~"

"Great!" Billy ushered her inside the house, up toward the bedroom. Its layout had...altered somewhat.

In one corner, one of their comfortable chairs sat atop a mat designed to absorb water over a large area. In front of the chair was a bin full of bubbling scented water, warm and ready for use. A footrest was also there, waiting just within reach.

"I thought you could use some care," Billy offered. "I know everyone's bodies ached after changing size so rapidly."

It was true, the rapid reaging had left her sore. Nothing her quickly healing body couldn't manage but her tense and knotted muscles ached for attention. Something that she wished she could remedy herself and was unable to.

She blushed and looked down embarrassed, "I.. y-yeah, I very much could."

Billy was happy to hear that---not that she was sore, of course, but that he could help her.

"Then I'll take care of whatever you want me to. I just thought we'd start with your feet since I need to be extra careful with those." He winked. Oh, her ticklish feet---they were adorable, to be honest.

"I'll go wash my hands and get ready. Wear whatever makes you comfortable and soak for a few minutes, all right?"

She nodded and made her way to the chair. She was feeling very relaxed, and being with him made her feel much more at ease than she had been before.

Maybe she could give him a small treat herself? Feeling a bit bold, but not crazily so, she did off with her pants,changing into some very short hot pants that accentuated her ample rear and wide hips. Of course she'd only go half way as she still had her thick hoodie on. One step at a time dang it!

She sat on the chair as she waited shyly for his return.

Billy had made some preparations of his own. After setting the room to a comfortably warm temperature, he'd changed into loose shorts and a tank top that just happened to show off his build. It was because it was more comfortable in a warm room, of course. Right?

When he made his way back to the room, he immediately noticed Ronnie's legs and couldn't help but blush. And laugh. Were their attempts at seducing each other always like this? "We must've had the same idea."

He forced himself to take a deep breath and calm down, kneeling at his love's feet. "Okay, so we're ready." Grin. "Let me know if you need anything else, and if something comes to mind, it's okay to talk. This is all yours, love."

With that, he picked up one leg and started his first strokes from calf to toe. The warm-up period was always fun.

Of course it was because of the warm room! Why else would he be... oh!

She blushed as soon as she turned to look at him. Though she didn't avert her gaze, in fact, it was fairly clear she was admiring him, her gaze moving up and down her body as she bit her lower lip. That was that, and as soon as she was done scoping eye candy, she turned and looked down timidly, the blush completely apparent on her ears.

Nodding once, she smiled as he took her leg gently and began his nice, relaxing massage. She had to stifle a giggle a few times, but he had gotten very skillful at finding ways of not making her have her little giggle fits at how ticklish she was.

"Hmmm, do you have any projects you have to work on?" work, the best way to balance all the warmth, affection and shyness that was occurring!

Billy blushed at her scrutiny, shifting from foot to foot as she eyed him. Really, how did these two ever survive intimacy? He couldn't deny that it felt great to be with her, though.

"We're investigating a power failure that took place in Medbay," Billy sighed, beginning his deeper strokes. "One of the couplings was marked as a low-priority maintenance item when it was truly a high-priority problem. The power cut out just as the Time Dragons were about to destroy the clock, resulting in a few people on life support nearly dying."

Depressing subject matter, but it was the truth. "I really should have read over the reports more carefully."

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