[ Caught her by surprise? She's the one catching him by surprise, enough that just her speaking up has him whipping around too quickly, and with the second boot only halfway off, he stumbles back and only doesn't fall to the floor because he hits the wall that's thankfully not too far behind him. ]
Shit—
[ And now her state of undress registers. After a moment of staring, he has the decency to look away, holding a hand up between them apologetically. ]
Sorry! Sorry, just, ah... I didn't know you were in here. Why are you here, again?
[ Look, absolutely no problem with having her in his quarters, but... it's looking like there's been a slight misunderstanding here, clearly. ]
( at least the one she's been shoving her uniform in and bunking in when she's actually let herself have some rest. which hasn't been as often as she should, using her genetics to her advantage to plow through a little longer than she should, especially when they're short on crew )
[ It may just be a lack of knowledge when it comes to old Terran sailing ships and their layouts; or simply that she took the cabin because she figured the guys would share. They... definitely should have cleared this up. ]
Wait, does that mean you've been using these quarters? Because I have, too.
( not an earth one, not a pirate one and never like this. plus, they hadn't exactly done a tour, they'd just stolen it and gotten away. she'd stolen it, doing the steering )
I don't know if it's a good thing we haven't run into each yet or not.
[ He's still wearing one of his boots, and probably looks ridiculous right now. Then again, he's not sure if he should stay or go, so he just waffles on either taking that one off, or putting the other back on. ]
Neither good or bad, just... happenstance. [ Or a testament to how little either of them have been using the cabin. He chuckles, still not quite looking at her. ] Damn. I was actually hoping to lie down on a bed for a change.
You can, I was just finding something dry to wear.
( which she should probably do given that she was still just in her underwear. though she wasn't really going to move until he did. she might not be hiding but she's not finishing changing either )
[ He ponders on that for a moment, then goes ahead and takes off the other boot. He's not going to keep undressing while she's here, but he might need to turn around so she can finish, or... ]
It wouldn't hurt you to get some decent rest for a bit, either.
Well, I might have a couple. And we are already half-undressed.
[ He arches both eyebrows at her, moving further into the room. Like testing the waters, an inkling that she's on the same wavelength but not wanting to overstep any boundaries if she happens not to be.
He's sure she could throw him across the room if that were the case, but he still would rather avoid that. ]
[ Oh, he needs to spell it out for her, does he? Okay, he can definitely do that. Should clear up any doubts on either end if nothing else, and it's not like Jim is afraid of rejection.
( that eyebrow raises again, and he's closer than she realised he was )
Do you have a habit of propositioning your first officer?
( though her expression's a lot more amused. she also happens to know who his first officer is. maybe he does flirt with them all. maybe he's just flirting with her.
she also hasn't said no. she's not sure what's making her consider it, other than everything that's happened to her since she's arrived making her feel ridiculously tense. and he doesn't look bad )
[ It's a daring adventure for another day. He's not really focused on Spock at the moment, or anyone else aside from her.
His lips curl and his eyes close briefly when she mentions the second boot, and quickly he toes it off and kicks it aside. Totally smooth, not like he looked like an idiot just moments ago. ]
( there's still a lot of clothes. but she figures they can sort that out in time.
her hands reach out to grasp at his waist, fingers hooking into the waistband to tug him gently closer, letting a few seconds pass before kissing him )
[ He would answer that he wasn't in fact planning on having sex, but her hand on his waistband manages to distract him quite successfully.
He smiles wider as she tugs him closer, both his hands lightly resting on her hips for those few seconds that pass quietly. when she tips up to kiss him, he leans down to meet her halfway, glad that the lack of clothes allows him to drag his hands up her back, feeling warm skin against his palms. ]
( she'd never admit how long it's been since she's had someone's hands on her but it really feels good. her hands work their way back around, resting on his hips for a moment, exploring their kiss.
though the kisses start light, her fingers end up trailing back around, searching for the fastenings of his trousers. though when she finds that they're not the standard pants she's used to she pulls back, looking down to figure them out, smiling as she looks back at him as she pulls them open.
[ His eyebrows knit together when her kiss gets a little distracted, but he realizes why when she pulls away. He glances down then back up, eyebrow arched and lips tugged into a smile, wiggling his hips a bit once the trousers are undone so they just slide down his legs.
It's pirate clothing, so it's loose and it easily falls to the floor; the same would happen to his underwear, but he happens to be wearing a more modern pair of boxer briefs. She's more than welcome to shove those out of the way too, while his own hands trail along the back of her bra, searching for the clasp. ]
( there's another appreciative look down him at that wiggle, her head quickly turning to scan the room again. she waits until she feels her bra unclasp, sliding it down her shoulders and arms as she steps away from him, letting it drop to the floor.
her steps take her further backwards, towards a couple of the crates that had been stacked in the room. it's not furniture but it's looking like the sturdiest surface that they have, stacked so that he'll need to lift her to them, but a good height.
her fingers slip into her underwear as she's in front of them, a small wiggle to let them drop, stepping out as she beckons him back to her )
[ She makes for quite the sight, and Jim's not shy about appreciating the view as she divests herself from the rest of her underwear, lips curled as she steps back and closer to those crates. Almost perfectly placed, Jim thinks as he follows her gesture and walks closer to her.
Both his hands rest on her hips, thumbs brushing in a half-circle against her iliac crest before trailing up higher on her sides, leaning in to kiss her at the same time. ]
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Shit—
[ And now her state of undress registers. After a moment of staring, he has the decency to look away, holding a hand up between them apologetically. ]
Sorry! Sorry, just, ah... I didn't know you were in here. Why are you here, again?
[ Look, absolutely no problem with having her in his quarters, but... it's looking like there's been a slight misunderstanding here, clearly. ]
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( at least the one she's been shoving her uniform in and bunking in when she's actually let herself have some rest. which hasn't been as often as she should, using her genetics to her advantage to plow through a little longer than she should, especially when they're short on crew )
First bed I've had since we got here.
( and a very deserved bed, thank you )
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[ It may just be a lack of knowledge when it comes to old Terran sailing ships and their layouts; or simply that she took the cabin because she figured the guys would share. They... definitely should have cleared this up. ]
Wait, does that mean you've been using these quarters? Because I have, too.
[ Not much for sleeping, but still. ]
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( not an earth one, not a pirate one and never like this. plus, they hadn't exactly done a tour, they'd just stolen it and gotten away. she'd stolen it, doing the steering )
I don't know if it's a good thing we haven't run into each yet or not.
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[ He's still wearing one of his boots, and probably looks ridiculous right now. Then again, he's not sure if he should stay or go, so he just waffles on either taking that one off, or putting the other back on. ]
Neither good or bad, just... happenstance. [ Or a testament to how little either of them have been using the cabin. He chuckles, still not quite looking at her. ] Damn. I was actually hoping to lie down on a bed for a change.
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( which she should probably do given that she was still just in her underwear. though she wasn't really going to move until he did. she might not be hiding but she's not finishing changing either )
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It wouldn't hurt you to get some decent rest for a bit, either.
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( her body's slowly starting to feel the exhaustion of the past few days since they've been here, her lack of sleep, the shows of strength )
Besides, we need someone on deck.
( she trusted spock and mccoy to handle things but the others they'd picked up? )
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[ The ship is small, so it's not like it would take long for him to reach Jim. Even a yell would suffice. ]
But, ah... I can definitely go elsewhere. You can have the bed, I was just kidding.
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( and he's the captain.
though it doesn't stop her gaze from darting to him again, a quick look over him )
And you wouldn't want to go anywhere like that.
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You might not want to go anywhere like that, either.
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( they both know what the other wants, though getting there? they're making it harder than it needs to be )
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[ He arches both eyebrows at her, moving further into the room. Like testing the waters, an inkling that she's on the same wavelength but not wanting to overstep any boundaries if she happens not to be.
He's sure she could throw him across the room if that were the case, but he still would rather avoid that. ]
There is just one problem, though.
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What's the problem?
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Well, there wouldn't be a lot of resting involved.
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( exercise, chatting, working. does sex even cross her brain or is she just assuming he's not thinking that?
spell it out for her, sir )
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... he's just not used to it. ]
We could have sex, is what I meant.
[ He did mention them being half-naked already. ]
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Do you have a habit of propositioning your first officer?
( though her expression's a lot more amused. she also happens to know who his first officer is. maybe he does flirt with them all. maybe he's just flirting with her.
she also hasn't said no. she's not sure what's making her consider it, other than everything that's happened to her since she's arrived making her feel ridiculously tense. and he doesn't look bad )
Or was it walking in here?
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[ He's kidding, obviously. Not right now, anyway. It might ruin the moment just a bit. ]
I was interested before walking in here. This was just a happy coincidence.
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You get a chance.
( she's rusty on flirting. but what she does do is step closer into his space )
Though you might want to lose the other boot.
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His lips curl and his eyes close briefly when she mentions the second boot, and quickly he toes it off and kicks it aside. Totally smooth, not like he looked like an idiot just moments ago. ]
Better?
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( there's still a lot of clothes. but she figures they can sort that out in time.
her hands reach out to grasp at his waist, fingers hooking into the waistband to tug him gently closer, letting a few seconds pass before kissing him )
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He smiles wider as she tugs him closer, both his hands lightly resting on her hips for those few seconds that pass quietly. when she tips up to kiss him, he leans down to meet her halfway, glad that the lack of clothes allows him to drag his hands up her back, feeling warm skin against his palms. ]
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though the kisses start light, her fingers end up trailing back around, searching for the fastenings of his trousers. though when she finds that they're not the standard pants she's used to she pulls back, looking down to figure them out, smiling as she looks back at him as she pulls them open.
at least she didn't just rip them open )
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It's pirate clothing, so it's loose and it easily falls to the floor; the same would happen to his underwear, but he happens to be wearing a more modern pair of boxer briefs. She's more than welcome to shove those out of the way too, while his own hands trail along the back of her bra, searching for the clasp. ]
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her steps take her further backwards, towards a couple of the crates that had been stacked in the room. it's not furniture but it's looking like the sturdiest surface that they have, stacked so that he'll need to lift her to them, but a good height.
her fingers slip into her underwear as she's in front of them, a small wiggle to let them drop, stepping out as she beckons him back to her )
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Both his hands rest on her hips, thumbs brushing in a half-circle against her iliac crest before trailing up higher on her sides, leaning in to kiss her at the same time. ]