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MISSION 009

⏵ CAMP ETRAYA ⏴
On May 16th, Aurora and the companion bots direct those not heading off to Solmara to make their way to Camp Etraya.

Nestled away from everything else in a large clearing full of wildflowers and redwoods, Camp Etraya is a nostalgic summer camp experience put together just for it's residents! Cabins are assigned, scary stories are told around campfires, gossiping happens among friends on the trails surrounding the cabins - and don't be surprised when something goes awry. After all, this is still Etraya.

While the rest of Etraya is still accessible and will not be blocked off, characters are discouraged from venturing far from camp for too long: Aurora will specify that they are on a mission, and that missions do require participation, but she has intentionally left them the freedom to wander. Not sleeping in their assigned cabins, not participating in events, and staying away from Camp Etraya will end with her having to take more extensive security measures, so please be on your best behavior! The last thing she wants to do is start enforcing boundaries, but she will if she has to.

Camp is set up much like your generic summer camp! Each cabin is named, housing is assigned to characters as they arrive, there are camp counselors, and rotating daily tasks and chores. There are also multiple activities that characters are expected to participate in, and each activity is worth points that goes toward their camp graduation score. This score will be visible on their earpiece, and follows the A-F grading system. We are not be monitoring this, and are leaving character scores up to players. We do, however, ask that you please report your characters' camp grade HERE for rewards and demerits to be handed out after the mission itself.

Cabin assignments can be found here, which also has their roles, and chores assigned to that cabin. Those who are participating in Solmara have received an assigned cabin, too, but their absence toward the beginning will not harm the cabin's ability to compete given how spread out their assignments are.

⏵ WELCOME TO CAMP ⏴

Camp life is meant to instill a sense of belonging, connection with nature, encouragement towards the creative, all on top of a firm foundation of responsibility. Upon arriving, campers will be escorted towards a table of white t-shirts and countless buckets of dye!

Each Etrayan will be invited to make three Tie-Dyed shirts- as well as required to wear one as part of their summer uniform. Camp counselors must wear 80s basketball shorts or cut-off jeans. Campers may wear cargo shorts or a skort. For those with physical limitations to what they can wear, accommodations will be provided.

Here, bonding is the camp runners' priority. They will be pushed into various ice-breaker activities, such as trust falls, two truths and a lie, and Never have I Ever. As the sun goes down, there will be weenies roasting over the bonfire, followed by s’mores and a sing-a-long! With the stars well-visible, it’s off to bed with campers.

Each day after will start much the same: with the ringing of the bell and raising of the flag (Aurora, while unfamiliar with flag designs but an understanding of the concept, has chosen a rainbow flag for the camp. Rainbows make people happy, right?), followed by a meal at the Great Hall, morning assembly, activities with counselors, chores, free time, and then an evening winding down by the great fire. An hour after sun down, campers will be escorted back to their cabins for curfew. Camp Counselors are expected to keep track of their campers, and ensure they're all within their cabins for bedtime. This is part of their grade, too! Curfew lifts an hour before the first bell.

⏵ CAMP ACTIVITIES ⏴

As with most summer camps, Camp Etraya offers a wide variety of activities to participate in. While some of these activities may be mandatory, others are optional. We'll be leaving this up to individual player discretion: perhaps Viktor is mandated to report to arts and crafts, whilst it's optional for Silco to show. Silco, on the other hand, may be mandated to report to the archery contest. Characters are encouraged to participate in a minimum of one camp activity per day.

Below is a non-exhaustive list of camp activities.

Three-Legged Race - You and a partner are tied together at your ankles, and you must race others to the finish line. Those with abilities that would give them an advantage will find that the rope that ties them together hinders those abilities from functioning.
Archery - This can be more traditional, magical, or include moving targets! If you're particularly unlucky, your target may even shoot back.
Softball - What instills a sense of camaraderie better than a bit of team sports? Games will be held on Wednesdays, the field is otherwise available for practice.
Dodge Ball - Standing diametrically opposed to Softball is dodge ball, the bully’s sport. This is a great opportunity to claim dominance or be sent to the Nurse’s Office.
Obstacle Course - You are directed into a large maze with multiple obstacles for them to overcome, such as rock climbing walls, ramps, tires, and nets.
Capture the Flag - Small teams are put together in order to take the flag from a particular bot, whose entire goal is to avoid being caught.
Canoe Race - Canoes are placed into the rivers just off of the camp, and characters must race to the finish line.
Chocobo Riding - Learn how to care for and ride these magnificent birds! Newbies will be taken around the corral, whereas more experienced riders can take the trail around the lake.
Arts and Crafts - Make friendship bracelets, bead lizards, paint rocks, learn origami! Or perhaps you're tasked with putting together an enchanted necklace. Don't know how to do enchantments? Now is as good of a time as any to learn.
Campfire stories - Share scary stories amongst yourselves around the campfire late into the night. If you're particularly unlucky, you may just hear the thing you were just warning others about..

⏵ NIGHT TIME ⏴

Once campers have been put to bed, the counselors can still stay up. Unwind with hidden beers and the strumming of a guitar. Don’t get too comfortable, though, since without supervision, no one is keeping the campers in bed.

After dark, should campers evade their counselors, they can go exploring in the dark. Eerie lights glimmer from the lake. There’s rumors of a headless spectre walking from the archery field to the edge of the forest. Should you behave, you still might hear a scratching at your bunk house window.

And on the very last night of camp, there will be a talent show. Show off your hidden talent and bask in the excitement of wowing your fellow campers!

⏵ NOTES ⏴

Welcome to Camp Etraya! Please enjoy the s'mores and campfire songs. :)

Camp will last approximately two weeks, going from May 16th to May 30th.

For all questions relating to this mission, please refer to the plotting post. All other questions can be directed to the FAQ.

⏵FULL NAVIGATION⏴

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[they would simply have to learn to navigate their relationship as it was. they'd learned too much and grown too close for this to stay simple. perhaps this was where they should stop sleeping with each other but Maria liked the sex. she didn't see why that part had to change and surely they could be adults about this. sex could complicate things, and they'd both set up the boundary again and again they wouldn't be having a serious relationship. both of them had set that up. Vander had too much going on and Maria was too scared of any type of romance.

they would have to just keep communicating. which they seemed to be doing well, she thought. they had discussed what they wanted in this relationship and been honest again and again. maybe with a joke here or there but that was just part of it.

Maria does sigh that Vander just seems like he won't stop and she knows there will be other times she'll have to step in and take care of him from punishing himself once more. but they will get to that.]

Before you get to doing anything, find a better nickname. I call you baby girl and you'll call me Pupa? Not very cute.

[He huffed, though she had a point on that one. It was a name he just flung out there, and she did deserve something special as a nickname. He was more amused by being called baby girl than anything, but it was a name that she liked and it was very unique. Nothing he had ever thought to be called in his lifetime, but there was Maria setting the trends for herself as she so often did.]

I'll come up with something cute, I promise. It had to fit the aesthetic though. I just need some time.

[And he would come up with something, though he was back to stretching his leg out as he slid an arm around her middle as they sat together on the log. His ass was definitely starting to go numb with the position. So this was the great outdoors when it came to forests, huh? He thought he preferred the cities and the dank darkness of mine shafts, but hey, he was happy to experience it anyway.]

So, have you broken curfew long enough where you feel nervous about it? We can head back if you like.

[she liked the nickname for him because it certainly didn't fit Vander. who else would have ever looked at him and thought to call him something like 'baby girl'? but Maria had wanted to comfort him, jokingly used that term, and now it stuck. it wasn't serious but they both seemed to get some amusement from it.

and she probably would have found amusement in 'Pupa' but it was far more entertaining to make Vander work for a name, wasn't it?]

Geesh, you make me sound like a stick in the mud. I did promise you could feel up my shirt but you can do it tomorrow. Consider it part of your treatment.

[It had stuck, and he was amused by it and found the name endearing these days. He hadn't come up with something to stick with Maria and it wasn't as if her name could easily be shortened and remain sweet. No, she was Maria to him, though maybe he would try Pupa a little more to see if that would stick in time.

He looked at her as if trying to determine how easy it would be to get his big hands up her shirt in the first place. Not difficult. He made a point of sneaking his fingers up under the back of it and stroking the small of her back.] Well, I know you're camp councilor and that comes with even more responsibility. Maybe you should be putting me in my place or something....

[He considered any time they spent together as part of his treatment.]

If you insist on the healing properties of your breasts, I will nestle my hands and face into them here in this old forest?

[Maria wouldn't mind Pupa if he kept using it. at the end of the day, it was still a friendly name. cute, in its own right. and affectionate. all the ingredients for Maria to care about it.

luckily, her shirt is a crop top because there was no way Maria was giving up showing off some skin. between the short shorts and that, she'd felt more comfortable in her forced uniform.] It's also the last night and I've been a very good girl. Very responsible. But if you're interested in being put in your place then you really don't know what to expect while I care for you. [she wasn't going to let him hurt himself more. it was that simple.]

I'm just being a good friend by offering my breasts for your treatment. And I did offer them up before we went out. I'm trying to keep my promises stick.

[Vander could claim that he didn't know how 'good' of a girl that Maria had been in camp. He had no doubt that she had done exactly as the mission had wanted and done well because this kind of place valued social skills for an event of this sort. Maria was ever dedicated to preserving her world and he valued that about her.

He huffed a sound of amusement at her insistence of taking care of him. She was about to experience what it was to fuss after a Zaunite. They had no time for laying around most times.] Oh well, it's going to be a fun time for both of us you taking care of me and all. I'm a handful. [He was normally quite easy going, but if he was trapped in one place, he would wander.

He shifted so that he could move away from her far enough that he could drop his head down on her breasts as he wrapped his arms around her.] Hmmm, this is good. I feel the healing powers already. It would be better bare skin on bare skin of course.

[if it was for the sake of a mission, which were straight forward enough, then Maria would follow the rules perfectly. it was for Heather and the little girl that would never know how loved she was by Maria. even if Maria had no interest in returning, it didn't mean there were not people who deserved a world to return to.

Maria could be as stubborn. she still continued to fight a losing battle back home and this may just be another losing battle. but as she always said, it was better than doing nothing. better than just letting Vander continue to hurt himself and she could at least try to help him heal. at the end of the day, Maria could say she did try to help him and that mattered to her.

when Vander does lower his head, Maria is laughing and pets at his hair.] See, if you behave then you can have bare skin on bare skin. See? There's perks to behaving.

[This mission was over, and he thought that they would be given a pass thanks to his being away for so long. It was the last hours before camp would be packed up and they would be returning to their previous mundane little lives waiting for the next mission. They had to enjoy themselves while they could. He knew abiding by missions was important to Maria, and he didn't want to jeopardize her changes of success.

He made a point of mumbling into her breasts and nudged his forehead harder against her sternum as he felt her fingers in his hair. The bun kept most of it from falling into his face at least.] I think I could convince you to provide some bare skin now by being bad.

[As if to prove his point, his hands worked their way under her shirt from the back and tried to use his wrists to elevate the material higher on her body.]

[Maria figured that this night couldn't dock her score too much. camp had been over and was it really so bad she had wanted to spend time with a friend?

even though it wasn't as if they wouldn't have plenty of time post mission but Maria and Vander always took every excuse to spend as much time as possible anyway. the Etraya powers that be had to expect that by now.

the thing was that Vander wasn't entirely wrong. Maria had missed his touch even if she did have some fun with someone during camp. but it wasn't more than kissing and she'd missed Vander terribly. it was tempting to let him continue and she does let him pull up her top enough so her red lacy bra was on display. not that the color was as vibrant at night.] I did say you could feel me up before.

[that's partly why she let's it go on for a moment before she is tugging at his hair at the roots, trying to pull so he looks at her. ] But sometimes you can have to put a dog in its place, don't you? [as if he doesn't like his hair being pulled and as if there isn't a huskiness to her voice that implies anything but her knowing what she's doing.]

[He hummed where his face was buried in her cleavage, breathing in her scent and taking comfort in her familiar warmth. Solmara had been a success, but it had also been a reminder that he had come to appreciate certain niceties in his life that he would have overlooked in a youth of hardship. Even if this was as far as they went, he was satisfied to have reconnected with her.

He hummed and stroked his hand over her back in a full show of feeling her up in a sense. It was good that he had big hands as it covered territory easily and without much effort.] Still keeping your word to me all the time, I see. You're good to me, and I appreciate that.

[Yet, he made a show of grumbling as she pulled harder on his hair. He made a point of seeming reluctant as he removed his face from her breasts to peer at her, and he frowned at the words, a subtle look of defiance building behind his gray eyes.] Is that what is currently happening?

[One hand slid up her back and under the edge of her shirt where his fingers expertly began to unclasp her bra from the back. How was that for putting him in his place?]

[there had been a real fear that Vander would never come back or if he did, he would have forgotten her due to death and that was what was taken from him. illogical really but it had been a fear that had come to her. something that didn't seem completely impossible so having him here meant a lot. Maria was happy to have him close and their friendship confirmed once again. his physical presence was a comfort.]

As long as you know how good I am to you.

[a little funny to say considering how she had started to pull at his hair but it wasn't as if this was something he had never asked for before. she tugs at his hair harder when she feels him unhook her bra. there is a shiver at the feeling she goes out of her way to ignore.]

It is.

[she leans her face close to his.] Isn't it. [not a question, just another statement.]

[He hummed in agreement that he was rather aware of how good she was to him. He also considered her extremely skilled at routed out emotions and information from him that few others could accomplish. He had not cracked the code to return the favour yet, but he was working on it little-by-little even in their little domestic life that they had build around themselves.]

And what can I do to be better for you, Pupa? [He said the nickname emphasizing the 'a' at the end, adding a little wink for his own efforts.

He did not deny that he liked his hair pulled, his back scratched up, bites and roughness. She was hitting the beats that tended to start them down the path of a intimate exchange, and he was not above falling into that excitement either. He had one good leg and a log to sit on, yet he was also fine simply playing around until she put a stop to it so he wouldn't push too hard.

His hand smoothed over the skin that was no longer hidden under a back bra strap, resting his chin in the space between her breasts. The laciness had loosened with his own actions, and he also rumbled a far less innocent growling moan at the harder pull. It send hundreds of pinpricks of sensation down the back of his neck.

Physically - even injured - he could dominate their situations. There was a back and forth between them at some point, and it was nice to see they were starting with it.]

I think you leashing me is going to take more effort. Go head though. Let's see how that situation forms together.

[His hands moved to push her shirt higher until it was bunched under her arms. It was a pointed gesture.]

[to Vander's credit, Maria had been created with the idea that unlocking all that was difficult. she was meant to be fun and easy, no real problems. that was part of what James's ideal had been. even if she wasn't here to perform for James anymore, it was still part of her. hiding away all of her problems and giving a different performance. and part of her make-up was to comfort and so it was what Vander that reaped that certain reward more than most people did. Maria liked to helped him.

there's a huff of laughter and her eyes roll.] You do just fine, baby girl. [he would use that nickname and she would use his. but he did do fine by her standards. it took very little to please her.

it hadn't seemed unlikely they might end up going down this path though once she saw he had a hurt knee, Maria had thought it might just be some kissing at most if there was to be any intimacy. though she should have known that an injury wouldn't have stopped Vander. especially after he'd commented how he could still take her up against a tree.

and he could. he was stronger than her and if they were to fight for some kind of dominance then he would win every time. she stood no chance. but she knew he liked her taking charge when she did. right now, a challenge had been brought forth and Maria knew he'd rise to it. Vander wouldn't give her the win so easily but she knew he'd like to see her rise to the challenge as well. perhaps it was a losing battle but Maria wasn't known to back down from those anyway.

his hands do have free reign right now and that gives him more of an advantage. with her bra unhooked and the shirt pushed up, her breasts were practically bared.] I'll have to remember my collar and leash for the next time.

[she took his hair out of the bun and she did like it down. plus it made it easier to wrap around her hand to yank hard, her lips brushing against his as she spoke.] And you are a glutton for punishment, aren't you?

[He was still aware that she had problems and insecurities of her own, and that their living together helped to smooth out those worries. He was intentional about trying to subtly dig deeper, but it wasn't always helped along with his own fluctuating mental health at times. Maybe it was enough that they soothed each other and brought a sense of security and fun to their relationship.]

That's not what I asked. Come on, surely there's something that you want or need...

[The moment that she had pulled on his hair, she had started them down this path. He had been initially placated by her wishing that he would take it easy on his battered leg, but she had incited him now and that seemed to be something he was willing to lean on as much as he was her cleavage.

So the moral of the story: she started it. Vander just so happened to be willing to finish it.

And he had fuddled around with her bras enough to understand their mechanics to know how best to get a woman out of them. After all, his hands smoothed along her back again before catching one side and using his thumb to push the clip that held the shoulder strap through the little loop to release it and suddenly one side of her bra drooped fully off.

His smirk grew in the dark as he repeated the action on the other side and then he was pulling that nice red lacy bra off of her without having to remove her shirt. They could be walked in on at any time after all, and he had some sense to be gentlemanly here and there. Not exactly when he dropped her bra down over his sore knee to keep track of it as his hands slid around to cup her breasts and massage them in his palms and fingers.]

Oh you have a collar and leash all picked out, do you? What does this set happen to look like for me and my future, hmm?

[She may not be the first to joke about collaring him thanks to his moniker of a name, but she might well be the second he allowed it. The first in Etraya of course. She was a first for a lot of things in Etraya when it came to him.

His hair fell around his face and against the back of his neck, and he hissed in pleasured pain as she pulled on it again with more vigor. His blunt nails dug into the area just under the collar bones in response, and he huffed a hot breath against her lips.] I won't deny it. How much punishment are you going to put your precious baby girl through though? [He made a point of nipping at her lower lip after the last word.]

But I'm pretty happy with what I have. And you are part of what I have. [would she have liked to do without the crippling loneliness and feeling like she may never be happy? absolutely. but there was nothing Vander could do to fix that and he did a lot just by being her friend. there wasn't much more that could be done.

if you asked Maria, Vander had started it when he said he thought he could convince her by misbehaving. unfortunately she had proven him right but her care hadn't started just yet so she could say they had every right to act up a bit. and Maria had always been a fan of misbehaving herself. he wasn't on his knee at least.

and she had said he could feel her up. Maria could argue she was just keeping her promise.]

Mm, leather. Comfortable enough not to be entirely cruel to you. [her voice was breathless because of the sensation of how he touched her, how his nails could dig in, and with that small bite of her lower lip. as always, things did just escalate. it was tempting to kiss him but she did hold off.] But you are right, you're injured. I shouldn't put you through so much punishment. [and then she pulls at his hair to move his head to the side, baring his neck so she can lean in to kiss the side of it softly.] I should be sweet to you since you did get hurt. You worked hard. [the kisses remain soft and gentle until her teeth scrape against the skin with her smirk.]

But you are the last person to want to be treated gently, now aren't you? [and then she bites at his neck, not too hard. not just yet.]

I appreciate you saying that. If that changes and there is something I can do to make your life better and more fulfilling, I'll guess or you can tell me. [There were times when he arrived back or she came in the door or even when they were doing their own thing in the apartment that he noted the shadow of sadness in her gaze. It never lasted long, and he had no doubted overlooked it as many times as he spotted it.

They were probably supposed to behave themselves, but frankly at this point, they were well beyond that idea. They both had a habit of escalating, and the time apart had likely not assisted in either one of them keeping a willing level head.

He hummed at her notion of the collar type she would put on him, and he had no doubt that she had thought of it. She did, after all, wear that choker. They could match he supposed if she insisted; his resistance would be for show only.] What colour leather? Natural or dyed? [He wanted to know the details. Again, he had no doubt that she had thought all of this through.]

I think I can handle your punishment if you decided I deserved it. [His breath was quickened, his pupils dilated both because of the limited light and his growing excitement was he mouthed her breasts despite her shirt. It was a fun little barrier that pretended decency they both knew didn't actually exist between them. He sounded growling groan at her question, a shiver running down his spine and churning the heat collecting in his belly.] Gentle is fun at times, but that's not where much of my interests lay. You know you can push me around and be rough. We both know I'll like it.

[His hands snuck up the bottom of her shirt, cupping the bottom of her breasts and running his thumbs back and forth over each nipple, teasing.]

Gotta admit, I'd love to see your guesses. [though she assumed Vander would probably be a good guess. the flower he'd gotten her had been a great one. she had kept it for a reason. at this point, they knew each other. even if Maria did hide her problems from him. but Vander didn't need her problems on top of his own and she didn't want to be an issue for him. things were easier this way even though their relationship kept getting more and more complicated.

but right now wasn't. maybe this was why they always fell into this habit. should they behave? probably. but between the time apart, the reminder of how much they had grown to care about each other, and the recent conversation; all Maria wanted was him. and it had been a while.] If we wanted to match then black. Or you do have a brown leather theme going for you. But if we were making a statement? Then pink. [though that was a bold statement and one she would only make in the bedroom.

Vander could take what she gave, that much they both knew. it wasn't like she was all that strong...though his current knee injury did bring forth some problems. and their setting. sitting on this log wasn't the best for opportunity. not that it was stopping Vander and her breath was picking up, her own body growing in excitement.] It's not much of a punishment, though, now is it? [there was no hiding the thick desire in her voice and she wanted him. it had been long enough without him and she turns his head so he'll face her.] Not if you want it. [she tugs his head back down to her face, soft kisses being pressed along his lips. he'd said he wasn't interested in that, after all. denying and teasing him was more of a punishment.]

That doesn't surprise me at all. I suspect I'll have more accuracy than you're actually comfortable with. [Vander spent a lot of time with Maria and they were similar in some of their mannerisms and how they deduced the vulnerabilities of others. They were not the type of people to exploit that, and instead used it as a way to be empathetic to those that needed help or they were close to. However, he was keenly aware she made a point of hiding things about herself and her feelings from him.

But he could sus out the details later because they were engaged, and he wanted to make Maria feel good. He wanted to make up for his absence and to also show her how much he had missed and enjoyed her company.

And the collar? That was a clear display of claim if she was serious about it. He wasn't so certain that this was any more than teasing, of course, because there were lines that Maria seemed to not be wishing to cross. A collar would generate questions and questions would lead to extended curiosities. They weren't outright with their relationship but neither were they hiding it either.] And is that what you want? To make a statement about me?

[This was not an ideal setting and they could find a new one if they rose and wandered off, but that would also break the magical mood that was around them currently. He hesitated doing so, especially with her current steely grip on his hair maneuvering his head in whatever direction she pleased. Yet his hands were up and over her breasts now, massaging and stroking her nipples with his thumbs.] No not much punishment at all. So what are you going to do about that, hmm? Since control is yours right now.

[He kissed her in return, enjoying the taste and feel of her lips against his own. He had missed this, and it had only been two weeks. He probably needed to study that reaction but not not, not tonight. He was hers tonight.]

[there's a low laugh. she knows what he's saying. the implication that maybe she wasn't forthcoming which she thought was rich coming from him. though if she could be honest, she'd have to admit he'd been more open about his own hurt than she'd ever been. but that wasn't what this night was about. or not what Maria wanted it to be about anyway.] It'll be a compliment. Means you paid close attention to me. [and that wasn't necessarily wrong. it would be a compliment in its own way.

isn't that a great question? did Maria want to make a statement about him? she had never asked herself about that and the idea of doing so made her anxious. which, again, was not what tonight was about.] In the bedroom, yes. You should be focused. [that was a safe answer, she thought. Maria didn't know what Vander wanted as an answer, or expected. he'd told her, twice now, he wasn't in a state to be with anybody. Maria certainly wasn't either. but they could have fun and that was what she thought they should focus on right now.

this moment they were having was fun but there was something underneath it. just like the last time they'd come together have a mission. was this a new tradition? that they'd join and touch each other like this? because even if he wasn't pushing her up against a wall and taking her quick and hard, there was still that feeling of electricity between them. that need that Maria didn't want to put a name to and would prefer not to think about at all. this had started as a teasing moment but now here they were. all Maria can think about is how she had missed his touch, his presence, and him. if she cared about punishment then she would just stop this. walk away and wink and promise him tomorrow. maybe if they were more simple, that would be exactly what she did.

but it isn't. instead she kisses him like he had all those months ago after he had seen what she was, what she saw his future to be. she kisses him hard because somehow, two weeks without him had been enough of a punishment and right now, he was hers. she was his. and all she cared about was knowing they had this moment.]

[He liked it when she laughed, and he thought that she hadn't been given reason to laugh enough even if it was still more than where she had originally come from. So, the laugh did tug a smile on his lips.] I always try to pay close attention to you. How else am I able to claim to being keeping up to you in the friendship cycle? [No, he paid attention to her because he liked her. A lot.

He made a face as he considered her answer and wondering if she was dodging greater implications. Or else, this instead solidified her desire to remain in their friends with benefits arrangement, that she was looking for nothing more, nothing less than what they already had. Was this comfortable? It was, and he did relax knowing this was what she wanted.] And a collar will keep my focused in the bedroom, will it? You can be rather distracting, you know.

[She was equally distracting here in the forest where star gazing was no longer the primary focus as he tasted her lips. As much as he wanted to remove her shirt, he didn't, instead smoothing his hands over her sides and back then up around her front again as he savoured the soft warmth of her skin. He was familiar with her body after their time together, but each time, he found something wonderful and new to memorize.

The kiss she administered made his toes curl in his boots, electricity shooting down his spine as his arms curled around her to pull her closer. The twist of his upper body was awkward, making out on a log no ideal for either of them. He moved to pull her right off of her seat and twist her around so that she could sit in his lap instead. It would be more comfortable long term and it allowed him to keep the one leg stretched out.

He rumbled a growling moan against her lips, hungrily returning with a similar fervor as he dragged his blunt nails down the length of her back.]

You do just fine for a man as busy as yourself. [they were both always busy, always finding ways to spend their time. be it with someone else, each other (because they did always find time for each other), or anything. a job or a task. they were similar like that.

and it's why she doesn't even think twice about what she said. they understood each other, she thought. what Vander needed from her, at least wanted. and what she needed or wanted? Maria had told him his friendship was what mattered and that was still true. she'd told him that again and again. it seemed ridiculous to sacrifice something that was so important to them, something that worked, on even considering anything else.] I want you to think only about me in bed so I'm happy to distract you. Keep that collar on you to make sure you remember just who distracts you. [at least in the bedroom.

Maria hadn't chosen the spot in consideration for making out but maybe she should have. it wasn't like they could keep their hands off of each other for long and that had only been proven true once again. Maria is thinking about what they should do about that when he moves her onto his lap and she moans into the kiss with satisfaction. they're as close as they can be and it is tempting to get them both onto the ground, grind into him, but she does settle on her ass rubbing down against him.]

I wish we were in our bed. It's all I've wished for for two weeks now...[she mumbles against his lips. a bit of honesty.]

I know. I always feel safest with you. [They were both highly social people, but more than that, they were filling time because of the deep pit of their emotions when they were left to simply sit and think. It wasn't good for either of them, sinking into that loneliness and despair.] You make the rounds as much, if not more, than I do. Our friends circles don't overlap too much either I've noticed.

[He smirked at her comment, and he couldn't think of a time that he had thought of anyone else when they were in bed together. At least not intimately. Those times where he lay awake before or after sleeping could be tumultuous as he wrangled his thoughts in order and settled his mind. She helped. She always did.] Well, I promise you're all I think about when were together in bed, collar or no. I think you're developing a possessive streak. [His tone was light, almost breezy, as he teased her about the collar situation.

He rumbled in agreement about their bed. They were creatures of habit for that now, the safety of their apartment, the comfort of their bed, the familiarity of the stone city rather than outdoors like this. He kissed her words as much as her lips, hands stroking and balancing her perch at the same time.]

We can go there. I'd carry you and kiss you the whole way.

a[Maria never thought he would say he felt safe around her but Maria knew she was probably one of very few people who he was able to open up to. they had both been able to be vulnerable and neither of them had changed how they felt. that was safe, wasn't it?] I'm fun, what can I say? But no, we don't really have the same circles. Though who knows. I'm not kissing and telling.

[Maria knows he'd been teasing when he said she was getting a possessive streak but something about it worried her. what if she did become that? it wasn't like she should do that. after all, what was there to be possessive about? it was something to consider.] It's only fair to give your partner your undivided attention. You wouldn't be thinking about me when you're with someone else. [and she means that to come off as a reminder that see? they share, it's fine. she isn't possessive. she knows where they stand.

which is funny considering how they kiss and grab. for not being possessive, or trying not to be, she certainly is acting it.] What, returning early? You've got that bad knee, remember? Not a good caretaker if I let you do that. [but her lips move from his lips to his neck as she kisses him there.] Can't say it isn't tempting to go back now.

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