Babe[ , Murphy murmurs against the top of her head. ] I'm not going to let you float away. You're my home, remember? I'm not going to let anything bad happen to you.
[She holds on to him. She knows she wasn't meant for space. Emori frets over the idea of having friends. She never had anyone but Otan for her short life.]
The others are just... taking up a lot of my time.
That's true. Emori has been hanging out with the others, more than Murphy. There's no place for him. He's not an engineer, or a warrior, or a biochemist. All he did was sit back and criticize everyone. It made him feel better, although it was temporary. But he'll take that. It's better than nothing at all. ]
You can always just hang out with me instead? [ He thought it was the better thing to do anyway. She would agree, he was sure of it. ]
Are they? We -- [ He pauses to suck in a breath through his nose. ] Nevermind. And Bellamy just wants everyone to hold hands and sing kumbaya. [ Murphy closes his eyes, he wants to just fall back asleep. ]
Oh? [ A sly smirk curls the corners of his lips. He shifts a little, a better position to look at her. ] Is there any particular way you want me to show you how much I love you?
Alright. [ And, hidden in the dark, he grins. ] But you're going to have to help me a little.
[ The shirt is the easiest to take off, so he starts there. Fingers caught the hem of her tattered shirt and slowly begins to hike it up her body. The little reflection of artificial light helps him to see her soft olive complexion. It's smooth, her skin, except for the scars she's acquired in her life. He runs his fingers across them, gently. He'll kiss them later. ]
[The closest thing Emori has had to love before John was Otan. He took care of her, but he seemed to resent her, hate her a little. She loved him, because even if he didn't like her much, he still kept her safe.
Then Murphy came along and made up for all those times she wasn't touched. She raises her arms so that her sleep shirt can com off.]
[ Murphy rolls onto his knees, one at either side of her. There isn't that much light that fills the room but that's okay because he's had her body mapped out a long time ago. Slowly, he lowers himself closer to her body. She can feel his soft, warm breaths of air. ]
You know I love you, right?[ He speaks softly and it makes his voice crackle. Nice warm lips press onto her collarbone. ]
[Emori could just cry from joy right about now. When they first started having sex, there was a primal edge to it. And sometimes it's still there. But most of the time? It's soft and beautiful and she'd rather have that than quick fuck any day.]
I do know that. I love you too, did you know that? [She raises her eyebrow, while slipping her hands under his pants, over his ridiculous bubble butt. ]
[ Murphy likes it when she grabs his ass, all nice and firm. It's one of the few things he likes about himself. He's got a nice ass and Emori likes to remind him.
Sometimes, though, he wonders if she likes Raven's more.
Emori's soft voice pulls him out of his thoughts and he nods his head. ] I know. [ Most days he's sure of it but then there were the other days that he would question it. When she'd laugh at someone else's joke or smile when her and Raven talked together. How enamored Emori had become when helping Raven out.
But right now, right now he felt her love. It's not a question.
He kisses her chest and he slowly moves down to give her breasts the attention they deserve. He kisses them, one at a time before cupping one into his hand. ]
I'm going to make you feel good. Make you forget about all the bad things [ , Murphy promises. ]
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[She holds on to him. She knows she wasn't meant for space. Emori frets over the idea of having friends. She never had anyone but Otan for her short life.]
The others are just... taking up a lot of my time.
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That's true. Emori has been hanging out with the others, more than Murphy. There's no place for him. He's not an engineer, or a warrior, or a biochemist. All he did was sit back and criticize everyone. It made him feel better, although it was temporary. But he'll take that. It's better than nothing at all. ]
You can always just hang out with me instead? [ He thought it was the better thing to do anyway. She would agree, he was sure of it. ]
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[She wondered if Murphy still had big heart eyes for Bellamy.]
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Forget it. Pretend this is a dream.
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Unless you're awake now...
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Show me some of that love of yours.
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[She's smiling in the dark. But then again, it was always dark in space.]
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[ The shirt is the easiest to take off, so he starts there. Fingers caught the hem of her tattered shirt and slowly begins to hike it up her body. The little reflection of artificial light helps him to see her soft olive complexion. It's smooth, her skin, except for the scars she's acquired in her life. He runs his fingers across them, gently. He'll kiss them later. ]
Okay, raise your arms [ , he whispers. ]
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Then Murphy came along and made up for all those times she wasn't touched. She raises her arms so that her sleep shirt can com off.]
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You know I love you, right?[ He speaks softly and it makes his voice crackle. Nice warm lips press onto her collarbone. ]
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I do know that. I love you too, did you know that? [She raises her eyebrow, while slipping her hands under his pants, over his ridiculous bubble butt. ]
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Sometimes, though, he wonders if she likes Raven's more.
Emori's soft voice pulls him out of his thoughts and he nods his head. ] I know. [ Most days he's sure of it but then there were the other days that he would question it. When she'd laugh at someone else's joke or smile when her and Raven talked together. How enamored Emori had become when helping Raven out.
But right now, right now he felt her love. It's not a question.
He kisses her chest and he slowly moves down to give her breasts the attention they deserve. He kisses them, one at a time before cupping one into his hand. ]
I'm going to make you feel good. Make you forget about all the bad things [ , Murphy promises. ]