The full seasonal event can be read here! Below are the main seasonal items for quick reference:
1. A thread reacting to the season's weather in some ways.
2. A thread in the part of the city your character doesn't live in!
3. A thread relating to your vocation.
Of The Season
Quote
"Tell Dr. Nate that Gale sent you, and he still owes me for the mushrooms. Except that it takes you a while to reach the clinic, and by the time you do your fever is spiking, and so instead of the requisite message you instead tell the poor soul who greets you that 'A gale'a m'shrooms sent me cus'a my hands.'" - Zephyr in Oh help me, please doctor, I'm damaged
Her hands come to settle at Uldren's sides, only moving slightly up and down in gentle strokes as he joins her under the cooling water. Goosebumps slowly starting to appear across her skin, but it is still a comfortable kind of cold as the lingering extra heat in her body holds the chill at bay.
She watches him standing with his eyes closed, then closing her own for a moment while his fingers run through her hair. "Hah, that you did. True." Her eyes opening again to meet his gaze and she lifts a hand to push his wet hair back, then runs a fingertip down his forehead to his nose tip in a playful manner and chuckles softly. "If there even is a right order. This order seems to work quite well..."
A hint of colour shows on her face before she turns her gaze more towards his chest, where her hand is moving to from his face. Her fingers drum gently against him for a couple of seconds, almost in a thoughtful manner, then she moves both hands to gather some of the falling water and wash off her face with it. Or it could be a coverup to hide her face for a brief moment.
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// && my heart won't change if my head don't break, i need a little bit of patience, 'cause we been going through changes //
He tilts his head into her hand as she pushes his hair back, his green gaze focused on her as her finger continues its path down his forehead and nose causing his nose to wrinkle slightly. He continues to run his fingers through her hair until it’s sufficiently rinsed, before his hands slide back along her neck to her shoulders right about the time she covers her face. His hands start to slip down her sides to rest at her hips again, pressing little circles into the hollows above it.
“So guess we could say it’s done perfectly.” He teases, a rumbling laugh leaving him as he moves her against him slightly so that he can turn more to get the water along the other half of his skin to rinse off. One hand leaves her side to rake through his hair, pushing it back and around his ears where the glint of his earrings sit. “What’re you thinking Ira?” He asks softly, pure curiosity.
She keeps her hands over her face while his hands slide down her body again, and lets out a muffled short laugh at the statement. Her run run through her hair as well, before returning to Uldren's chest after he has turned his other side to the water. Fingertips drawing small circles with the water drops on his skin in an idle manner, as if she is not really sure what to do with her hands at the moment.
The question seems to catch her a bit off guard for some reason, her fingers pausing for a couple of seconds. Her gaze has been locked on a point somewhere on one of Uldren's shoulders since she moved her hands from her face and she keeps it there while thinking. Looking as if she is not sure what to respond, her mouth opening and closing slightly a couple of times until she clears her throat and inhales slowly. "Just that... I am really enjoying this with you."
The words come out carefully almost. The flirting, the playfulness, it had just come so easily. Now, her brain seems to be stalling and she had not been prepared for it. She chews on the inside of her lip, then shakes her head slightly and finally glances up towards his face with a hint of a timidity she has not displayed previously.
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// && my heart won't change if my head don't break, i need a little bit of patience, 'cause we been going through changes //
Her hands on his chest are a nice little distraction, broken up only by the question he asks her — bluntly and out of the blue, but his curiosity knows no bounds. He lets the water run off of him as he shifts, keeping his arms at her hips and toward the small of her back, tugging her closer so they can share the water easier.
He spies her timid look after the admission, but there’s nothing of the previous amusement on his face — shifting toward an honest smile, something almost bashful spreading across his face as he lifts one hand to run his thumb along her cheek, his fingers resting at her neck. “I’m really enjoying it with you too.” He agrees softly, leaning in to press his forehead against hers. “Rumor has it you work all the time. ‘M glad to help get you some time to yourself.” He pulls back with a wink, his smile turning a bit lopsided.
Her fingers go back to their idle circling as he tugs her closer and she takes another step forward to be pressed against him. Shuddering slightly as the water washer over her properly again, goosebumps spreading from the growing chill. Thought it is nothing she seems to mind much at the moment. The smile he gives her brings one to her lips as well. The flushed colour creeping a bit further over her face and tilts her head slightly to the side against the thumb, before pressing her forehead against his in return.
"I think those rumors might be true." She can't help but laugh softly. "Think I risk just turning all me-time into work-time" Her head tilts backwards and she looks at him with a more of a smirk again. The short moment of shyness slowly washing away. "But I'm glad you're having a fun time too. Would be a bit concerned if you didn't, after all." She teases with a wider smirk, one hand wandering up to his shoulder and she leans forward to press her lips against his.
(This post was last modified: 01-22-2023, 08:59 AM by Ira.)
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// && my heart won't change if my head don't break, i need a little bit of patience, 'cause we been going through changes //
“Mmm,” he begins, lips parting to say something else alongside her comment of him having fun, when he’s cut off by the kiss she presses to his lips, one he dives into fully, deepening it with a swipe of his pierced tongue as if he can give her the answer in his mind purely by the way their skin connects right this second.
One hand leaves her to search for the bottle of soap, finding it and pouring a bit into his hand before he sets it back — still wholly pressed into the kiss — and starts to spread it through his hands along her back, the smell of citrus and cedar wood filling the space in the shower as he starts to lather it along her back and shoulders, running up her arms.
Smiling into the kiss, her own tongue meets the piercing in a similar eager manner as earlier in the evening. The hand on Uldren's shoulder move to the back of his neck, her other hand slides down to his side close to his hip and she presses herself tighter against him. The chill she had started to feel from the cool water start to fade from her mind again as the intensity of the kiss increases.
She hears him picking with something, but does not break the kiss to find out what it is and it becomes obvious once his hand is back on her, spreading the scented soap across her skin. Humming softly at the touch, she breaks off the kiss to move her lips down along his jaw to his neck, where she places a couple of kisses before giving it a bite. Gentle, but still with some pressure. Similar to the one he had given her before and her fingertips rub firmly against the back of his neck.
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// && my heart won't change if my head don't break, i need a little bit of patience, 'cause we been going through changes //
The scent overwhelms the shower alongside the cool water, his hands gliding along her soaped up skin as her own find the back of his neck and above his hip, pressing them tighter together. He doesn’t get the chance to respond to her prior comment, too engulfed in hoping that the kiss answers, that when her lips trail from his own to his jaw and his neck, the soft bite there sparks a low hum in response. He swallows hard, hands moving from her arms to her back again, trailing along the middle of her back and lower to cup her backside as he pulls back slightly, tongue swiping along his bottom lip.
“If you keep that up I’ll have to spend a bit longer in here.” He teases her lightly, his smile shifting into a playful smirk as his head tilts, dripping some water along his forehead from the red edged pieces of hair. “Which eats into our dinner date.” He adds with a soft laugh, one hand slipping from her backside to her hip and along the outside of her thigh.
More kisses are pressed against his neck and she smirk for herself as his hands trail down her back and lower. When he pulls back, she tilts her head to the side and gives him an innocent look for a second, before her eyes narrow in a sly look and the amused smirk dances over her lips.
"There is that threat challenge again." She teases back, one brow raised and the hand down by his hip slowly stroking its thumb close to where his leg connect to his torso. His own hand stroking across her thigh has her bite her lip lightly, then her eyes spark mischievously. "But, if you are so concerned about food, I can keep my hands over here for now." She holds up both her hands and takes a couple of steps away from him, a teasing grin spreading on her face and amusement is clear in her voice.
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// && my heart won't change if my head don't break, i need a little bit of patience, 'cause we been going through changes //
A huff of a laugh leaves him at her sly look, amusement sparking across his face again as his hands continue to spread soap along her skin. “I mean…” He’s mostly concerned about when the last time she had food, given that he’d picked her up from work and they’ve been busy ever since. But the way she teases and taunts him has him barking a louder laugh as she steps away, hands to herself, and he remains there half soaped up under the cool stream of the water.
“Pretty sure we’ve got time.” He hums, taking those two steps over toward her, pressing against her so that her back is to the wall, immediately leaning in for another devouring kiss, guiding her hands back on his body as he moves to place his at her hips again and her thighs. Heat swells in him again, tempered by the cool water of the shower and the slickness of the soap.
