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I think I will archieve this blog.
I love Cain and the concept of starfighter but I’ve lost interest on the story itself. I don’t feel excitement anymore and I honestly have gotten tired of it. While I met some wonderful people with this blog, I simply do not feel I belong here ( and it’s not throwing blame or salt at others, it’s me ). I will later on decide if I delete or not, but in the meantime, consider this a hiatus. If I unfollow you, don’t take it personal since this is a sideblog and everything mixes in my dash, I do not wish to have things combined when I’m more in other blog. IF I do decide to return, I will follow back those I wish to interact but yeah...
Abel was surprised that Cain didn’t bother to close the gap, but he was a bit impatient so in that case, Abel ended up leaning forward and pressing their lips together instead as he leaned his body even closer to the fighters.
The hand Cain had pressed his own on top of moved suddenly so it was pressing against the inside of his thigh, rubbing back and forth there slowly.
A hand reaches to grab a hold of Abel’s jaw to deepen the kiss, allowing his tongue to slip out and invade his mouth. The movement of his lips were slow but rough, as if this could be the last time he tasted them. Cain made a muffled sound in response to the hand rubbing against his inner thigh, wishing it would move further to his crotch instead.
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“I’m not tired, but…” It was a little weird that Cain wasn’t responding all of a sudden, since when ever Abel got this close, normally he’d catch the hint and take over.
“Cain, I’m..trying to get you to kiss me, here. You must be really out of it if you’re not responding..”
Ah...so that was it. Perhaps he had let his mind overthink too much about everything that he had been oblivious to signs he would’ve found obvious. Cain lifted his upper frame off from bed, placing one of his gloved hand on top of the navigator’s own before leaning closer to brush their lips. However, he paused there and waited for Abel to take control of the situation.
“Yeah, I figured as much. I haven’t been seeing you around too much when you go training, so I’ve been a bit worried that you might be over working yourself.” Abel reached a hand over suddenly to press to Cain’s cheek, barely brushing against the skin before his hand moved to rest against his thigh as he leaned closer to him.
“So…”
——— “If someone knows about over working, that gotta be you.” His head turned at the feeling of a hand brushing against it, glancing up at Abel with mild curiousity. So...what? Was he concerned he’d over do it and get hurt? It seemed unlikely from him. Who was him to tell him that... “So... are you tired? Why don’t you...lay down?”
“You know Cain, besides me, and maybe..well, no, I don’t even know anyone else that might like you except Deimos. I wish other people could see you the way I saw you, or that you could just get along with people. It’s not really good when the head Fighter doesn’t like you that much.” As opposed to him and Keeler.
“..anyways, I’ll ask him whatever else I can. That’s all I really wanted to know about the ship. But right now, do you..well, you seem tense right now..”
Cain was a little taken back by that comment. It seemed to come out nowhere, leaving him with nothing to say in response. How could he even answer to that? Everyone thought of him as insufferable ( for the exception of Deimos ) and the fighter had never cared about it. So why did it matter if Abel liked him other than for the sake of the project? Why was this so special for him to hear?
——— “Uh...yeah...a little. Since our last battle, we have been training harder...well, at least I have.”
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"Sure..." Deimos slowly turned back to the other fighter, head mostly lowered. (silxntfighter)
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——— “Oi...don’t give me that look... c’mon, let’s find a place to be on our own. I don’t want to deal with Encke breathing behind my back.”
"I trust you." He forced the words through his teeth. He shrugged his shoulder away from his grasp. "You can... Find me if you need me.." (silxntfighter)
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Cain watches as his hand is brushed off, letting it fall and rest on his side as he sighs. “You don’t need to leave, y’know... I got...a new pack of cigarattes, if you wanna...”
He understood. He knew Cain was wrapped around Abel's little finger and that he'd never get a chance with him. He just shrugged in response, bringing a hand up to rub his neck. He didn't turn back. (Silxntfighter)
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It was no good...losing Deimos over this. He was the only one aware of what was going on that could possibly help him without giving him away. There had to be something he could do to ensure the other wouldn’t just drop him after all.
Cain places a hand on Deimos’ shoulder, wrapping his fingers around it. “Мне нужно, чтобы ты во мне не сомневалась.”
Deimos's face twisted at that name. He sighed again before leaning back to stand up. He was disappointed but at least he hadn't been punched. He turned away from the younger. (Silxntfighter)
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Cain sighs with relief when the pressure is taken off his lap but he knew this wouldn’t be over here. He needed Deimos, after all and had to be in good terms with the fighter in order to keep around, watching over Abel.
——— “I need to keep him around, alright? I...can’t explain why but it’s important...that’s why I need of your help.”
Deimos just sighed as he was pushed away, letting go of Cain easily. His face was flushed and he wouldn't meet Cain's eyes. "I.. Just.. Want you." (Silxntfighter)
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He stares at the other in silence, finding odd to hear a verbal response when he was expecting a hand gesture or perhaps a simple shrug. Cain was probably the only person who had heard him speak the most and even when he did, it always felt so strange.
——— “I’ve already explained you... it can’t be. If Abel finds out about this...” He could screw up the entire project and risk being sent back to the colonies. To prison.
Deimos wrapped his arms around Cain to cling to him, eyes closed. He didn't answer his question. Instead he pressed his lips to the skin closest to them. (Silxntfighter)
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His breath is caught on his throat upon the contact of his lips against his neck. Cain’s eyes slightly widened as he looked at the other with a confused expression. He was aware the infatuation Deimos had with him but even this was crossing the line.
Hands press down on Deimos’ shoulder to push him away, furrowing brows together. “Didn’t you hear me? What the hell are you up to, myshonok?”
Sits on Cain's lap and presses his face against his neck. (silxntfighter)
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Cain says nothing at first, tense upon having Deimos this close to him——something he had learned to get used to as it happened often. Unlike other times, the fighter didn’t react aggressively and instead raised a single brow as he turns to try and catch a glimpse of the others face.
——— “What are you even doing?”
“No, not doubting, but..” Maybe Cain didn’t really know anything, but it was strange if he hadn’t noticed something different about the ship considering he thought he was piloting the Reliant longer than Abel had been.
“..thank you, though. I can’t really demand things from Keeler, you know. It’s like if you went to Encke and bullied him to give you answers. That might get you in worse trouble than me with Keeler..”
——— “That’s different.” Cain barely glances to his side, looking over at Abel. He wasn’t...suspicious of him, then? Even after what Praxis told him? He...really must trust him if he was willing to forget all that and act like it never happened. It made the fighter uneasy either way. How could he be so blind?
A scoff leaves him before rolling to his side, facing the other. “Keeler brought it up, yeah? Then he should tell you. The guy seems to respect you as for me and Encke... he doesn’t really likes me. Surprise.”
