Magical Adventures

husky breaths & muffled confessions

“ the thought of you inside me makes me so wet…”

“ i want you so badly… ”

“ i just can’t stop thinking about your hands on my body…”

“ i want to feel all of you… ”

“ your hair smells so great… ”

“ kiss my neck… all the way up… ”

“ your breasts are so soft… god, i can’t get enough of them… ”

“ i can’t get enough of you… ”

“ the way you touch me leaves me speechless… ”

“ my heart won’t stop beating… ”

“ where do you want my hand…? ”

“ how do you want me…? ”

“ your lips are so pretty… ”

“ your hands are so warm… ”

“ your ass is so plump… ”

“ put your hands on my ass… ”

“ your hair is so soft… i love the way it feels between  my fingers… ”

“ your mouth is so warm… ”

She did not.

She did, however, grow even more curious. Took a step closer, head tilting to the side as she studied what his hands were doing. After a moment, she tried to copy him. Slowly made the signs he had, glancing up to see if she was doing it right.

Safe. Stay. It was kind of him to reassure her again, though she was fairly certain that he was no threat to her. Even if he was a skilled warrior, he had already revealed a major weakness to her. Something that could be exploited, if needed. She hoped it would not come to that—she was starting to enjoy his company.

Language barrier was looking more and more likely. “Ab? Khorak?” Even his dari was sounding shittier than when it was current knowledge in his head. He could probably find time to cringe about it later, but so far it seemed like English was definitely off the table.  

The mimicry had Jack wondering if maybe showing would do better 

“Stay here.” A finger pointed to the spot on the floor and Jack made his way to the kitchenette. Shuffling, grabbing—luckily there was a water bottle he still had left in the little corner of the fridge dedicated to quick grab and go. And a wrap he had grabbed from the market. That looked like it’d be good enough. 

He set them all onto the countertop and waved for the girl to come over to show her. Placed in offering, he even took a clear step back to make sure she at least understood that much. 

(soft light, tangled sheets, and the kind of silence that says everything)

𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐄𝐓 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐆𝐋𝐎𝐖

“You’re awake… I was wondering how long you’d let me watch you sleep.”

“Stay here a little longer. Just like this.”

“Your heartbeat feels calmer than it did last night.”

“You look different in the morning. Softer.”

“I could get used to waking up like this.”

“Don’t go yet… the bed gets cold without you.”

𝐖𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊… 𝐎𝐑 𝐍𝐎𝐓

“…So, are we pretending that didn’t happen?”

“Be honest—do you regret it?”

“This wasn’t supposed to happen between us.”

“I don’t know what this means. Do you?”

“If you want space, say it. Don’t make me guess.”

“We crossed a line last night, didn’t we?”

𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐒, 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 & 𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒

“You should’ve heard yourself last night.”

“Keep looking at me like that and we’ll never leave this room.”

“If you keep touching me, round two is happening whether you like it or not.”

“Want me to remind you how you begged?”

“We really broke the bedframe, didn’t we?”

“I’m not done with you. Not even close.”

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐏

“Last night felt… different.”

“I didn’t expect to fall asleep in your arms.”

“Tell me you don’t regret it.”

“I don’t want this to be a one-time thing.”

“Why does this feel like more than it should?”

“If I kiss you again… it’s because I mean it.”

𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐘 & 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃

“We really shouldn’t have done that.”

“Someone’s going to notice we’re both missing.”

“This is going to make everything harder.”

“We’re in trouble if anyone finds out.”

“I don’t know how to act around you now.”

“Last night changed something—whether we admit it or not.”

𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃 & 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐅-𝐀𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏

“You stole all the blankets again.”

“I made coffee… but don’t ask me how drinkable it is.”

“Shower with me? Save water?”

“You look cute when you’re confused and half-awake.”

“Breakfast or round two? Choose wisely.”

“Please tell me you remember last night… because I definitely do.”

“Oh god no —“ She laughs, quick and sharp, because as true as it is, she doesn’t want the answer to seem overly dramatic either. For Christ’s Sake, they’d met in the ED, her life never really made its way up from there. But he didn’t need to know that, not explicitly. “My life’s a fucking nightmare. You learn to live with it.” She shrugs, leaning down to check on the chicken in her crate again.

At least the hen seemed to have settled down. That was something.

“I’m just trying to save the things I can, you know?” She couldn’t save herself, really. It had never felt like much of an option. But something as innocent as a chicken deserved better than being caught up in the tragedy of it all. Her fingers reach through the bars of the crate, giving the hen’s head a gentle pat before she looks back at Jack and forces a smile.

That was too much to divulge, really. Too much for someone who didn’t owe her anything, especially not with the avian management she’d suddenly dropped on him.

“Be right back.” She’s quick to whisper to the chicken, patting the crate once before she gets back up to follow him. Even if he couldn’t figure out the tarp, he was trying. It felt like more than anyone else would do.

“You ever consider therapy? Find it helps.” Just some friendly advice though lord he really didn’t want to know what the hell in it involved needing to save a whole ass chicken of all things. Still definitely not leaning into farming, that was for certain... 

Ah, he might as well stop trying to think about it. No reason to stress himself out on his day off. 

Phone plugged into the holder, Jack was getting better at navigating these new car stereo systems, and hit play on the list. If Liv was expecting anything specific, he wasn’t sure what, because soon enough he had Hole blaring through on the speakers and keyed the truck into working order. The engine blared rather... sadly, a reminder that he probably should take it in for a service tomorrow or risk getting stuck living on rideshare. 

“Speaking of, don’t think my therapist is gonna believe any part of this.” Quick pull of the wheel, setting them both off in the truck. “Man’s heard enough of my ridiculous shit, he’d probably find babysitting a chicken to actually be the weirdest thing I’ve stuck my nose into.” 

Hey, look at me. Not those kinds of blanks. 

What does it say about Robby that he hadn’t even considered another option? That his brain has decided the worst case scenario is what must be true? God, he’s a fucking mess. What happened to good thoughts and the want for positive outcomes?  

“That’s great. Sounds like that kid got lucky.” A hell of a lot more lucky than most kids in the midst of a war zone, that’s for sure. Robby’s glad that the kid is alright, even more glad to hear that the mom is alright too. He knows what it’s like to grow up without a mom, even if would have been different with his having willingly left him. 

The tapping of knuckle against his cheek does the trick and Robby lifts his hand up to run his thumb over the scar before he’s guiding Jack’s hand to his lips where he can brush his lips over Jack’s knuckles there, too. He meant it when he said he’s going to kiss every single scar. 

“Luckier than most, that’s for sure. Good kid though, still remember him comin’ to visit me before his mom ‘cause he was sure we were gonna fire her for that.” An oddly bemusing memory of having his own little shadow for a week or so, having to explain to the kid he didn’t do any sort of lasting damage. 

Probably on account of being so short and shaky, but that was probably a given. 

Jack huffed out a short laugh in between trying to chase that little bit of warmth. “Oh I definitely should’ve. Instead sat myself in front of the news stubbornly doing it myself, figured the mess of a one-handed patch job was better than the ego death I’d set myself up for.” Then again having to show up to work for stitches after losing a 1v1 with a mandoline probably wouldn’t have been the most embarassing thing that’s happened in his tenure...  

Jack wasn’t sure exactly what would take that honor but it definitely wasn’t the mandoline. 

“Mean unless you wanna go trying to find every lost fight with a scalpel from the early days, pretty sure all that’s left is the ones you already know about.” To that, he gave the stump a short wiggle. Not that he wasn’t in the mindset to talk, it just seemed like it’d ruin the game when Robby had been there for a good chunk of the low end.  

dialogue prompts from blue beetle (2023).

i've searched for _____ years, i don't want to wait another second.

even good news sounds like bad news when you deliver it.

it's good to know some things don't change.

i could have done something. i could have been here.

you always land on your feet. you're [name].

i was supposed to get all of us out of here.

we're invisible to people like _____.

i won't let you do this.

back away. i'm not afraid of you.

i think it's time to find a new job.

i appreciate the chivalry.

i can take care of myself, okay?

we're not all dicks.

give me your phone. let me give you my number.

i feel like i failed you.

this is just a stop in the journey. it's not the destination.

everyone has a purpose. you just haven't found yours.

you look like an asshole, just like everybody else.

you don't hear that?

no police. they work for _____.

i know who you are. what are you doing here?

it doesn't look that bad.

we're gonna figure it out. we always do.

to be honest, i didn't think this would work.

i'm not a killer.

you should've finished me when you had the chance.

please, just don't hurt my family.

you can call me whatever you want, i don't care.

your house is full of love. a family. that's a home.

i haven't talked about this in a very long time.

you're a good listener.

i'm gonna go for a walk.

it's not lost on me that your situation is a little out of the ordinary.

when we get hit, we only get stronger.

the universe has sent you a gift. you have to figure out what to do with it.

i know how you feel, but you have to be brave.

there will be a time to cry. this is not that time. now is the time to fight.

everything we've done was for this moment.

there's plenty you don't know about your _____.

you're sorry? what does that even mean?

sacrifices have to be made for the greater good.

my destiny was to be here with you in this moment.

this look really suits you.

you got this. you can do this.

where did you learn to shoot like that?

what a mess you have made.

use the pain you're feeling and turn it into power.

i thought i'd never see you again.

i told you i wasn't going anywhere.

i cannot protect you anymore. i'm sorry.

you are still a scared little _____.

do you remember everything i've done for you?

now we can cry.