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[kirking]

you know the drill. prompts, pics, starters, tfln: do it and receive rp.

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[dendrites]

[ while there is no denying that growing up in the public eye is no easy task, coming from old money. with this comes rather aimless ambition, the knowledge that she does not need to work very hard to claim what has always been hers to begin with. it is because of this that, before she turns the desired age as designated in her late parents' will, she has jettisoned into space in order to make something of herself.

it also helps that someone else she cares about very deeply is there too.

she laughs softly into each kiss, pushing her fingers through short, wet hair to curve her hand around the back of his head. few boss her around, but she will allow it. (well, she has to, no longer ruling over her own domain here.) ] I am merely making a suggestion, Captain.

[ they are so very different. she has known him to be brash and quick thinking and restless while she is focused, slow to act, and introverted. but the parts of them that do intersect — and there are more than one might initially anticipate — are just as important. she likes being with him, as further evidences by the way she moves in his lap and lets the mess happen around the tub and the way she tips his head back to claim a deeper kiss. she likes him enough not to tell him that she may even love him too. ]

[kirking]

[He won't lie. The Captain kink is one that he will never get tired of. He also wouldn't complain very much if she wanted to play at being captain for once in the bedroom.

Kirk returns the kiss, his fingers curling around her hip and rolling his hips into hers hard. Hard enough to make another wave of water splash to the ground and to pull another moan out of his mouth.]

Suggestion taken and disregarded.

[dendrites]

Uh-huh –

[ the weight of his hand on her hip presses her into his lap. gasping, she flings one hand out to grab the edge of the tub, finding some leverage to return the favor, seeking a little more friction and a little more wave-making while they've got each other like this. funnily symbolic, she thinks, breaking the dry spell with some tub action.

she's calling him captain but she's also very much enjoying being a head taller them him from where she's perched, thinking that she might have the upper hand in at least controlling the pace and going excruciatingly slow in return. ]