Getting to Know You Better (Closed)

[true_noir]

Characters: Chloe and Amberley
Setting: Their Room
When: April 11th
Format: Prose (Action if she prefers)
Summary: What's a little unplanned spooning between roommates, especially the creepy death-worshiper who's not above abusing someone's frostbite recovery and clearly probably a Chaos worshiper on the side?
Warnings: Creepy Chloe, dubiously desired physical contact, but probably PG-13 at most.

It wasn't that terribly long after the frostbite of that frigid, frozen wonderland. Chloe had 'enjoyed' the weather as best she was able, but really getting back into her room and finding a few things returned was ... better. Still, she'd been feeling an itch ever since she'd met Ahri, a reminder of her time on the island. Itches wanted scratching.

As she lurked at the entrance to her room and looked in, she was fairly sure Amberley was probably asleep. She wanted to check first, though. Her roommate was far from unattractive, and she had wanted to get to know her a little better. Surely she wouldn't mind a bunkmate for tonight, now would she?

Chloe smiled a faintly predatory smile. With their roommates gone, there was no reason not to. Besides, frostbite recovery could take such a long time. Surely a little bit of comfort and heat wouldn't be remiss...

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[true_noir]

The fabric settled on top of the two of them gently, trapping their heat together as she crawled and squirmed forward. She wasn't that well endowed, making the athletic and muscular little frame press in quite flatly against Amberley, the cool exterior of her clothes quickly starting to warm up.

"I do sleep in this room you know," she whispered softly, purring a little. "I thought maybe you could use someone warm to keep you company. Blankets only do so well here..."

[hegantha]

She had been cold. Though it had nothing to do with the actual temperature in the room and everything to do with the psychological impact the brief winter had on her. Ever since then, Amberley always felt chilled to the bone, like she couldn't get warm no matter what. It's for that reason that she doesn't want to tell Chloe to get lost, that, and she's too exhausted, both physically and mentally, to pick up on any other implications the woman might have.

"I don't care. Just let me sleep some more."

[true_noir]

She nodded once, and curled up against Amberley closely. For the moment, at least, she could be the sort to be almost a little indulgent about that sort of request. Her hands would roam eventually, but more thank likely only after the other woman stirred.

For now, she was half-awake and able to stay that way for quite a while, just curled up against her.

[hegantha]

Amberley pulled whatever blankets she had to herself over her head to try to fall asleep again. The last thing she wants is to be awake right now. It's too early, and besides, when she's awake she has to deal with pain in her hands and feet.

It doesn't take long for her to fall asleep again, though it's a light sleep, thanks to the lack of painkillers in the tower.

[true_noir]

Chloe remained, and once the sounds of breathing had reached an even, easy sort of sound, as if Amberley were deep asleep, she allowed her hands to begin to wander. it was a slow motion, careful, soft in touch. Little feelings to get a few for the body of the woman, ears carefully listening for any sign that she might be reacting or waking up.

[hegantha]

It doesn't take much to wake Amberley back up. She aims a kick for Chloe's shin with her bandaged foot, which hurts a lot, but Chloe had that coming.

"I'm not in the mood for screwing, if you hadn't noticed." She says, quite annoyed that the other woman would try to sneak a grab while she's in pain. Or maybe she's trying to take advantage of the situation? Amberley's brain is too tired to make any sense of it.

"If you can't sleep, then why don't you do something useful, like changing my bandages?"

[true_noir]

She was trying to take advantage of the situation, actually. She's not really a good roommate, Amberley. Though, at the request, she reached over to the gauze and shifted the blankets off of the two of them a little, grunting at the blow from the foot and reaching for the woman's arm.

"If you like..."

[hegantha]

Amberley flops over on her back and holds her arm up so Chloe can properly dress it.

"There's more wrappings in my chest. On the very top."

[true_noir]

She nodded and slid around, reaching over the edge of the bed and searching the locker for a moment. Pulling the bandages out, she closed it and pulled the blankets back over most of them, starting to work quietly.

"Might as well offer some service for you putting up with me," she whispered with a grin.

[hegantha]

Amberley closes her eyes, letting Chloe undress and redress one of her frostbitten limbs. The hand doesn't look great, but it'll recover.

"Make sure to dress it tightly. Otherwise, it won't do any good."

[true_noir]

"You needn't worry," she said, her hands careful in the work as they progressed. They were steady and firm, familiar with the task. "I have ample experience, even if I am more used to taking people apart."

[hegantha]

Amberley just nods a bit. She grimaces a bit whenever Chloe is forced to apply force, but she doesn't flinch or move away. She's clearly used to pain. After she's done with one arm, Amberley takes a look at the work.

"Not bad."

[true_noir]

"A gift of learning how to take someone apart is learning how to put them back together," she said, chuckling a little and starting to work on removing the second set of bindings. "I may not work with cold, but it is still good to know."

[hegantha]

"It's a learning experience for you, I suppose. I bet you've never seen frostbite before."

She'd shrug, if she could. Amberley knows well enough that knowing about the human body can be used to help as much as it can be used to harm.

[true_noir]

"Once, twice. Mostly in studies and not in person. I only visited Russia once or twice in my life," she said softly. "Italy's winters were mild compared to what we saw."

[hegantha]

"So then you've traveled to different planets?"

The idea of talking about going to different places on one planet is kind of unknown to her, so she makes the assumption of planetary travel.

[true_noir]

"Different worlds, like this tower," she said, shaking her head while she continued with the wrappings. "I have only ever lived on earth when not captured after death by these beings."

lateness ;; I blame the end of school. I didn't forget about you!

[hegantha]

The idea of someone talking about traveling to different places on one planet like it's something important is completely foreign to her. Though the different worlds thing? That captures her interest.

"You're saying you've been trapped before? Not just by the Tower?"

np

[true_noir]

Her hands ran over the woman gently and she chuckled. "An island, named after its goddess, Atia. Unlike this, monsters were less the norm, as was horror. Instead, she demanded we have sex at her leisure," she said, shaking her head. "We had collars as well, that would choke us if we did not every week to two weeks. If you wonder why I am... so friendly. Certain instincts had to change there, and that was simpler."

[hegantha]

"That certainly explains a lot."

Amberley's blunt about it. Being forced by what sounds like a daemon to Amberley to have sex sounds like nothing short of the work of Slaneesh himself. Though, could she blame the other woman? Not everyone was as strong as an Inquisitor, who could surely choke and die rather than give into the chaos.

Still, it meant that Amberley needed to be more careful about her roommate.

[true_noir]

"It does, especially as our memories were lost every time we died," she said, not quite sensing the way that she was thinking as she spoke, carefully wrapping her bindings up. "It was a way she helped, along with her curses on our minds, to ensure we obeyed one way or another."

She leaned up and smiled at her playfully. "Admittedly, outside of being forced... it was not always bad, I came to find. Don't tell me you're completely immune to the pleasures of the flesh, a beautiful woman like you."