[PCA] UNIVERSAL CONSTANTS

[skinstealer]

[image description: maes caressing mar as she makes a pleased expression, abstract fluid staining her mouth. the atmosphere is warm and intimate, and cozy.]

 

...Mar is harder to read.
Interested in me, however...
I'd like to see how deep this goes.

MAES: Was it good, Mar?
MAES: Helping Judgment out like that, I can't say I've heard of such a thing.
MAR: It gets lonely...
MAES: It's resourceful...and I rather like it.
MAES: Remember- I want more boldness out of you.
MAES: Speak confidently.
MAR: Admittedly all of the above is also true for me as well, you're quite something...
MAES: Go on.

 

She adjusts position, leaning back with a smug expression and opening her legs to give her a good look, as much as she could get with leggings on.

Maes can't help but get a little thrill out of the sound of Mar suck the tiniest bit of air in. Did proxies even need to breathe? Perhaps on purpose, then-

MAR: Your energy is addictive..

 

Even more of a smug smile from Maes, showing her teeth.

MAR: Maybe a little envy inducing?

 

...envy...

MAR: Would certainly make the job easier...
MAES: If I were confident in my ability to teach you, I would.
MAR: Mmm... and him?
MAR: He's even bigger on it.
MAES: Ah, yes.
MAES: Judgment's secrets- you do have to get him back for earlier.
MAES: Do your worst.

 

The moment Mar takes to think hangs over both of them, Maes' tension rising by the second.

MAR: Hmm.. would you judge if I told you something rather out there?
MAES: No.

 

Maybe too quickly.

MAES: Go on.
MAR: Perhaps he enjoys the idea of being part of you.
MAR: Eating a bite out of him certainly is a way.
MAES: So early into our relationship?
MAES: What draws him in?
MAR: He likes grumpy..

 

...he'd be the first.

MAES: Consider that his goal, then.
MAES: Proving himself towards that scenario, towards being consumed.
MAR: He's going to commit pretty hard to that...
MAR: I think there's also a appeal in someone who has your sort of edge...

 

A thread.

I have to jump on what I can get.

MAES: Tell me about the edge. I want to know exactly what to hold against him.
MAR: It's the claws, the teeth, the tired lids, the way it's all held together... he feels too soft sometimes, so looking at you there's a certain spark.
MAES: I can't say I would have labeled him soft...is he a sweetheart under the sass?
MAR: That's for you to decide, enough to look at you like a rock star at least..

 

She snickers, raising her brows.

MAES: That's a new one.
MAES: Though..

 

It's...rather sweet...

MAES: He did spend so much time on a meal for me tonight...
MAES: If nothing else, he gets points for devotion.
MAR: Don’t wear it thin..
MAES: Relax. I plan on taking care of him.
MAES: You both did such a good job, after all...

 

There's a softness that sneaks into her voice, not unnoticed by Mar.

MAR: ...Can I ask something odd myself?
MAES: Mhm.
MAR: ...If I were possible to keep on your person, what would be your preference?

 

My...?

She raises a brow.

MAES: You'll need to elaborate.
MAES: In detail.
MAR: An item, a tool, a garb, I'm already kept in his pocket most of the day.
MAES: Y-

 

Mar in her...pocket.
She doesn't even have those. Could she get those? That'd require getting pants. A jacket? Her lab coat has pockets, actually. Oh, but that would be a uniform-

Her face heats up, the reserved exterior entirely pulled back and replaced with raw flustering.

MAES: I-
MAES: Well-
MAES: I wouldn't-

 

Maybe she would.

MAES: That's a very new thing to me.
MAES: I can't say I've ever thought about that.

 

She covers her face instinctively, not even realizing she's doing it.

MAES: ...but I will now.

 

It's Mar's turn to be smug.

MAR: You like the idea of having me in your pocket?
MAR: Anytime you're lonely just pull me out....

 

My own small Mar-

MAES: Mmmmgh.

 

A little heavy breath.

MAES: It's-
MAES: I can see the appeal.
MAR: Maybe even help you from under your desk...

 

Maes runs her claws along her thigh, almost instinctively. Fidgeting. Mar rattles in response, just as tense.

MAR: T-truth be told, this job asks you to make a lot of quick decisions under pressure so... it's appealing to let you take charge as a way to help you.
MAES: No worries about things not being done my way, either...you know that's a hell of a thing to offer me.
MAR: Giving us some room? We can appreciate that..
MAES: Of course...but I do want to take charge, when applicable.
MAES: Working out an understanding would be nice...
MAR: Give it time and we'll have it more than all figured out.

 

I-

Maes can feel herself practically burning up at this point, the feeling somewhat uncomfortable even with her excitement there.

I need to stop.
Before I push myself.
I can't go too far.

She gives Mar another smile, softer this time- doing what she can to belie her nerves.

MAES: Good. Now...

 

She gets up slowly, approaching Mar and stroking the side of her face.

The proxy leans into it as Maes leans in, speaking just loud enough for Charon to hear.

MAES: Judgment, finish her for me.

 

It doesn't take long, Maes savoring the moment as she hears Mar's breathing speed up, keeping her hand against the proxy's face until she suddenly yelps.

MAES: Are you alright, Mar?
MAR: H-he bit me without warning, this is what you're gonna have to get used to..

 

...a bastard through and through.

MAES: And is that something you like, Mar?
MAR: W-well.
MAR: It certainly did the trick.

 

Charon pulls away, presumably wiping his face before speaking.

CHARON: I mean... you know...
 

To know one's...own preferences...sort of...

MAES: Good.
MAES: I'll take note of that...
MAES: You both did very well, especially on such short notice.
MAES: Get up.

 

The two do so in a coordinated motion, helping one another clean up. Maes makes sure to help smooth both of them back out, her touch professional and formal- but just a bit lingering.

CHARON: Thoughts?
MAR: Mm..
 

She leans over to give each one of them a chest nuzzle, lingering and allowing herself a tiny, audible purr.

MAES: I see a lot of promise...
CHARON: That's a nice noise.
MAES: A secret for you to keep.
CHARON: Oh?
CHARON: Don't purr outside this room often?
MAES: Never.
MAES: Consider it a treat for doing so well.
CHARON: Something to strive for more of.
 

There's a moment of quiet between the three of them, the air still thick and tense.

MAR: So, what next?
 

...I need to cool down.

MAES: We lay down, and I put on a book for us.
MAES: You are allowed to touch me while we listen, and make yourselves comfortable.
MAES: And by touch, I mean touch.
MAES: Not getting handsy.

 

God, I'd just die if they did...

MAES: You did excellent today, but I'm making you earn further.
MAES: I know you like a challenge.
CHARON: If we may make a request then, is leaning on your shoulder within boundary?
MAR: That does sound really nice, actually..
MAES: Mhm.
MAES: I would like that, I think...

 

She gestures for them to follow her, grabbing her audio player from the nightstand and laying in the middle of the bed. Her sheets are crisp, freshly laundered, almost overly well-kept.

The two try to position around her methodically, wanting to be close without completely sandwiching her. The gentle feeling of their breaths on her neck is a whole different kind of exciting, but...more relaxing, this time.

A pleased smile crosses her face, scrolling through options as the player reads out titles.

She pauses, knowing the exact order of what's coming next.

AUDIOBOOK: Slime Based Lifeforms- An Anatomical Guide!

Even more of a smile, now.

MAES: Will this do?
MAR: Absolutely..
CHARON: Bring it.
MAES: Try not to get too excited...

 

With the play button pressed, she sinks into the pillows-




-completely at home.