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11.19.2012 , 03:19 PM |
Fino's a dirty double-poster...
Characters: Ald and Quinn
Quinn sought an audience with Ald late in the day when he was sure Vette and Pierce would be too busy drinking and shooting targets in the Cargo Bay to bother to eavesdrop. Still, he put a white noise emitter on the door just in case.
When he turned to Ald, the Sith Lord grinned lopsidedly at him. He was always at ease around him. It put him on edge.
“My Lord, some time ago you expressed an interest in furthering our… relationship,” Quinn said stiffly.
“Yes and, if I recall correctly, you thought it ‘improper’,” Ald replied.
“I have had time to think on it, my Lord.”
“And?” Ald asked, arching a brow.
Quinn shifted his weight from foot to foot.
“I have always preferred the company of women.” Quinn frowned when Ald’s face dropped. “That is not to say that I haven’t enjoyed the company of men as well.”
“What are you trying to say, Captain?” Ald asked a tad impatiently.
“I’m trying to say the only barriers between us are our respective ranks, but, if you are williing to overlook such matters, I believe we can find a suitable arrangement.”
Ald answered him with a kiss filled with repressed desire. He pressed his body to Quinn’s with great urgency and moved him until his back was pressed against the door. Quinn’s repression, however, was far stronger and forced the pair from the door to the conference table and to previously unexplored heights. The table would never be the same again.
I'll probably die if you group with me, but I'll go out with both lightsabers drawn stabbing someone in the face. Probably you, but it's cool. Forever Shenanigans!!
Quick Quinn Quotes
Ninety Seven Percent
Ald, the Silly Sith Warrior