#hybriidborn

[bewitchedandblessed]

@hybriidborn gets a bonus morgan starter if kat’s awake!

“Don’t make promises to me that you’re gonna break.”

[chartographic]

(1) It’s not often that they get a moment of genuine privacy, so it thrills Katyae to suddenly realize they are alone. She slides on top of Dox’s lap, purposefully distracting him from the tinkering he’d previously been doing. The devilish smile that curls against her lips is his only clue to her motives before she’s leaning in to kiss him. It’s a deep kiss that she means to leave him breathless with, and when Kat pulls away it’s only so she can focus on grasping the hem of her tank top...

(2) She gauges Dox’s reaction momentarily before pulling the fabric up and over her head, leaving herself completely bare from the waist up. Cheeks quickly flush a dark amber, but Katyae hides this by leaning forward to brush her lips up along Dox’s jaw towards his ear. “Please, I want you to touch me,” She shifts closer on his lap as her right palm presses against his chest, sliding down ever so slowly. “And I want to touch you, too. Can I…? Is it okay..?”

➤ 51ND4Y. // @hybriidborn

were this ANYONE else, dox would have seen them BODILY REMOVED for breaching his space & interrupting his work---but as it’s KATYAE, he puts forth no motion to relocate her - though there is a soft, almost PITIFUL little ‘ah---’ as he’s made to temporarily abandon the tech piece he’d been working with.that said, it’s a DEFEATED noise laced with ACCEPTANCE, & after making it he slumps back some in order to PROPERLY look up at katyae. 

---for as long as he’s able, before her near proximity inspires him to shut his eyes, his own smile finally pulling at his lips as they’re met with katyae’s own, a tender kiss that DEEPENS, causes his breath to hitch on an inhale, a hand releasing thin tool in order to place itself upon her hip. 

following her affection, his eyes remain blissfully CLOSED, but the tug beneath his hand urges him to peek one open, finding her in the process of removing her shirt---& it’s at that point wherein the soft appearance of CONTENTMENT immediately hardens into one of... PANIC.

frame barely moves yet somehow appears to SHRINK, eyes widening as dox looks up at her, visibly thrown off-guard. mouth opens & closes, tongue wets lips, & he swallows thickly ; this time, breath catches for new reasons.

eyes remain above her neckline, allowing her to SEE his APPREHENSION, a weakness he’d show no others ; & when she asks him to TOUCH HER, he reaches a hand to delicately lay upon her cheek, to show HE WANTS TO.

---he’s not an IDIOT, he knows WHAT she’s asking for, what she’s GIVING HIM, he just... well. it’s not that he’s NEW to this, it’s just that he hasn’t had good EXPERIENCES with it. not in this home.

                                                ( face shoved against the carpet, fibers in his mouth,                                                   rug burns from his thrashing, pain, pain, pain--- )

---but this is KATYAE, & MEMORIES should be laid in the DIRT with the man who FORCED them.

a SHUDDERING inhale, & dox’s other hand finds placement upon bare skin. she’s WARM, she’s tender ; eyes lower, taking in the sight of her. gaze flicks to her eyes briefly before again falling to look upon her, one hand roving up to meet where - expectedly - his eyes catch the bare skin of her breasts. she’s offering herself to him, & while he’s not so certain she SHOULD, he’s struck with the desire to ensure that she can’t live WITHOUT him.

---there’s a minor, flustered motion of movement to break the MOMENT around them as he quickly scrabbles to peel his gloves off, but the air settles again as - tentatively - a palm rests at her collar. fingertips tap lightly against the skin, nearly ITCHING to crawl up & encircle her neck, just to see if she’d LET him. but breath HOLDS, & releases as instead he drags his hand down, palm fitting over the curve of a breast, LIGHTLY, almost TEASING. 

it takes a beat before he applies pressure, taking a full-handed grope, ensuring the pinkened nub of a nipple stands between his fingers as he grabs in a way he makes sure she FEELS, a way that makes him lick his lips.

                                                                              “ katyae, ”

he looks up when he speaks & his voice is LOW, rough---naturally WORN from inhalation of the city’s dark air,from SHOUTING & YELLING, from SCREAMING---but this time it’s dropped to a husky tone, deep with desire---

                                                                      “ i’m all yours. ”

[professionalbreakerdowner]

@hybriidborn continued from here.

She probably meant well and he knew that, on some level. But he didn’t trust it. He wasn’t used to spending time around people who MEANT WELL. He’d never been one of them, after all. Sometimes his intentions weren’t bad-- he was simply following orders-- but even knowing the orders would end in awful things wouldn’t stop him from following through.

So trusting Katyae? Trusting anyone? It didn’t come easily to him. Even if she SAID she wasn’t trying to mess with his mind, it was difficult for him to believe the words.

               “I feel fine.” A blatant lie, but he was almost as good               at suppressing his emotions as he was at blowing stuff               up. “And even IF I didn’t, I don’t need anyone rooting               around my head and changing things. Stay. Out.”

[victoryclaimedmoved]

hybriidborn ♥’d for a MABEL PINES starter !

        "okay---- so as much as i would LOVE a space lover, i think we should focus on saving this town first. . . but. . . can we circle back to that when we're done? it'd be so cool to check that off of my list."

[grimesucker]

She wakes him up with kisses peppered across his face, down his neck, over his shoulders, against the beat of his heart. All the while she mumbles sweet affection against his skin, reminds him how beautiful he is and how much she loves him. She hums as she looks up through her lashes at him, a seductive smile curling across her lips. " Tell me what you want, baby... Anything you want and its yours. Let me take care of you today, " // V4L3N71N35 D4Y // @hybriidborn​

ROUSED FROM SLEEP under tender ministrations, dox has come to FAVOR the mornings met like this------ words reach him in the quiet hour , whispered praise that heat him up from the inside-out - he’s never had someone count his GOOD qualities, hadn’t believed he HAD THEM until she started POINTING THEM OUT---& he trusts her enough to BELIEVE HER.

as coherence collects , dox responds to her gestures with his OWN , one hand lifting to find placement on her cheek , caressing skin with his thumb ; he meets her smile with one of his OWN, infatuation APPARENT in the tender expression he wears---even as her own features take a turn towards SUGGESTIVE.            fuck , he wants to live in this view for the rest of his life---

---HOWEVER, he can’t let her do ALL the work, & when she invites him to tell her what he WANTS, well---it’s easier to SHOW HER that what would bring HIM pleasure would be getting HER beneath HIM , overwhelming her with the amount of LOVE she’s inspired within him------

so he turns them over , cradling the back of her head as he shifts , doing so that encourages her to LIE BACK - free hand reaches towards a THIGH , hiking her leg across his hip now as he kneels on the mattress, repositioning himself a little further to lean OVER her , palm on her head now pressed to the sheets BESIDE it---

                                                             “ just you , babe ; s’all i need. ”

[grimesucker]

fingers glide across dox's palm, twining through the gaps between his fingers as katyae dips up to softly press her lips against his cheek. she adds another few featherlight kisses along his jaw. her other hand encircles his waist, palm settling at his back as her thumb brushes back and forth along his spine. every touch is damn near reverent as she smiles and tugs him gently closer. " it's late. come to bed, dox. " // 4 8L3551N6 FR0M H15 61RL !!! // @hybriidborn​

             a GENTLE motion--- gaze tracks her movement, delicate fingers traveling across his own calloused skin ; he’s already tipped towards her in private moment, needing barely a SHIFT to find her lips laid upon his cheek. it inspires a soft SMILE, one that only spreads as her affectionate ministrations continue. the arm that curves around his waist inspires a sense of SAFETY, where with anyone else the touch would be CONSTRICTIVE---she’s COMFORT, she’s WARMTH, she’s HOME - it’s because of her existence, her COMPASSION, her LOVE, that he adores her so ; it’s because of her that he knows he has a heart.

free hand rises to cradle her cheek, planting his own kisses - her forehead, an eyebrow, the bridge of her nose ; 

                                                             “ lead the way - i’m with you. ”

[grimesucker]

➤ 53N73NC3 574R73R5 - accepting ➤‘  i  hate  it  when  people  ask  ‘ what’s  the  stupidest  thing   you’ve  ever  done ? ’   like  awfully  bold  of  you  to  assume   i’ve  reached  peak  dumbass .  ’ // @hybriidborn​

                                                “ s’an EASY ONE , kat---                                                          jus’ tell ‘em the answers ME . ”

[grimesucker]

➤ 50M3 5W337 L0V3 ➤ @hybriidborn​

he’s content to just LISTEN, attention split between the sound of her & the device he’s pulling apart, but not in such a way that he’s struggling to pay attention--- small pliers twist & pull & replace, googles with magnifying & magnosensing capabilities allowing the chance to zoom in & furthermore find proper placement for new pieces as he transfers them from one device to the next.

constant awareness to even a base degree allows him to detect when Kat comes nearer, & though he keeps the delicate work up he DOES tip some towards her direction - only to be awarded with a KISS, this of which finally makes him PAUSE.

he doesn’t look UP, but there’s certainly a SMILE that spreads across his face, as similarly does WARMTH through his chest ; there’s a slight shake of his head, action FOND, & he returns to his work as she returns to her singing, that smile persisting.