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Who: Silco & Jinx
When: Pre-canon - Silco's office
What: Jinx is learning about boys and girls, and Silco takes matters into his own hands.

[Silco paced his office in front of the window, cigar burning down where it was clutched between his fore and middle finger. He'd stop on occasion to tap ash into the ashtray before he was burning such a hole in the carpet that he knew he couldn't stay cooped up here. That was a rarity as he kept himself to the office more often than not, but the reports coming across his desk were disturbing his attention to details.

Jinx. His daughter getting involved with youths. He kept her separate as much as possible to protect her but also because he wasn't willing to risk her straying too far away from him. Oh yes, he knew teenagers explored and she was no different. Silco just so happened to have been hoping to avoid such dalliances for a few more years.

Apparently not.

Incensed and unwilling to wait for her to make her daily routine check in with him, Silco pulled on his coat and headed out to make his way to her hide-out deep in one of the obscure and abandoned air turbine tunnels. He knew how to arrive there both secretly and quietly, and where her workshop was happened to be one of his best kept secrets for a reason.

He would put a damper on this exploration of hers. First confirmation from her and then he would decide what would be required on his part to curb the appeal, if any. She was the only person in this would that he cherished, second only to lifelong dream of Zaun (but it was close), and he wouldn't allow insignificant sumprats put their hands and mouths on her. Absolutely not. She deserved... well, he would consider that later.

Stepping onto one of the massive inactive turbine blades, Silco's mismatched gaze moved around the dimly lit place.]

Jinx?

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His hand slid to cup the back of her head as she leaned up, all willful enthusiasm that he came to expect from his daughter. Yes, he could sense the nerves, and he was keenly aware that she spent a considerable amount of time trying to not disappoint. Oh, if only she could understand there was nothing that she could do that would ever disappoint him.

He kept his lips as they were at first so that she could hopefully relax. He shook off his own rust as he parted his thin lips and gently traced the tip of his tongue at at the indent between her upper and lower lip and ended with a little flick of the tip of his tongue against the upper one. His other arm moved to encircle her waist to lightly but insistently pull her up against his body now that it seemed she was interested and curious to explore their new possibilities.

Already, he considered her his and he hers.

Jinx groaned in reply to the feeling of his tongue teasing at her lips, pressing forward a little more and sliding her arms farther up his back to fist tight into the fabric again. Some of her nerves melted away as raw desire surged in her, spurring her to return the kiss a little more boldly now. She still didn't feel confident about what she was doing, but she knew that she wanted. There was certainly no need to overthink any of it, and Jinx had always been good at just following her instincts.

Lifting herself up a little more on her toes, Jinx wiggled against him, rubbing her body against his as pure enthusiasm and energy bubbled through her.

He shifted his feet apart as Jinx pressed in against him, balancing his weight in case she decided to grow exuberant and potentially jump on him. He shifted the hand around her waist up to stroke her side with his fingers and the other lightly grasped one of her braids and offered a small affectionate tug as she rose to her toes to even some of their height difference. Like always, he was far more refined and certain but didn't invest more than he expected he had to.

Yet, he did find the thrill in this, the taste of her on his lips and tongue, the wiggle of her lithe frame. He moved a hand between them to work open her belt, able and willing to claim it was digging into his own waist if she questioned or spooked. No, for this to work, they would have to eventually remove some articles of clothing.

He withdrew from the kiss to peer into her big blue eyes. "Perhaps somewhere more comfortable?"

Innocently blinking once as the kiss broke, Jinx took a moment to process the words, then gave a quick laugh, glancing over her shoulder at the blanket-fort nest where she slept. It felt completely absurd to try and imagine Silco lounging inside of it. As much as she enjoyed inflicting some small indignities on him just because it was funny to see him with his hair mussed or his clothes purple because of her, this one felt too implausible to imagine because it involved him intentionally choosing to lie down in that blanket-fort.

"You sure?" she asked, lips tilting into a smirk, eyes glittering with I dare you.

Silco's mismatched gaze also followed the direction of her look, and his expression turned sour. Was that all she had? Of course it was. All previous offerings of a real bed and bedroom had been rejected and this was what she had built for herself in terms of a room. He had never been in there, hadn't even looked in before unless it was to simply check if his daughter happened to be in there. It was a ridiculous little spot, not that he could throw stones as he slept in a chair.

Oh, the sacrifices he had to make for this daughter of his. He made a point of staring at the blanket fort as if it absolutely affronted him, especially when it came with her verbal challenge. If this was about anything but bonding her strongly to him, he'd refuse, but the point was to make it clear that he could fulfill any of her needs.

"Fine," he growled. Then he held up a finger. "You tell no one about this. Swear it."

"Who am I gonna tell?" Jinx asked, giving him a look like he'd said something crazy. She ran her mouth all the time, but it was only about random chatter, never allowing anything to slip that she didn't mean to. For all the chaos that she created out of best intentions and inspired ideas, she at least wasn't a risk for letting slip sensitive information. (To be fair, more often than not this was driven by her lack of interest in plans and schemes other than her own. What was Silco working on? Who knows. Stuff?)

"You don't gotta." Honestly, she was surprised and amused that he was willing to consider her own blanket nest at all, and she appreciated that he'd do that for her. "We can go somewhere else."

She had a point, but he still sighed from his nose as if affronted by the idea yet willing to suffer for it. Oh the sacrifices he would make for his daughter. Besides, he had no doubt that she would enjoy him nestled up in her little blanket fort on some perverse level, and he did not deny her the opportunity. He reached out to curl his fingers around her elbow and tugged her closer to him again, even as he inclined his head at her suggestion. "And where else is there that it close?"

He wasn't willing to lose the momentum, so he made a point and starting to walk towards her nest regardless of how unappealing it was. He'd slept in worse, he told himself. "Come, this is your bed, so it will suit the purposes." Perhaps even deepen her connection to the place if it is overlay with memories of their togetherness.

Once outside the prospective place, Silco made a point of dropping his gentle touch on her arm so he could reach up to begin to untie his cravat from around his neck. A show of his commitment to be 'comfortable' as it were.

((sorry i continue to be glacial. life has been stressful so all my rp has been slow + i've fallen out of jinx mood so i haven't been doing anything with her.))

Jinx was happy to snuggle close when he pulled her in again, pressing a few cheerful kisses along the line of his jaw. When he let go, she ducked inside her little tent, plopping down at the entrance and kicking off her boots before she wiggled in deeper, leaving room for him to climb in beside her. She pulled off her top next, exposing her small breasts, nipples full and hard from the kissing and the cool air.

Chewing on her lower lip with shy nerves, Jinx leaned back on her hands, toes wiggling and curling into the blankets as she watched him, waiting to take her cues from him.

[Hey no worries, I totally understand about life kicking everyone in the shins right now. If you want to pause or stop this thread, just let me know. I'm still having a lot of fun with it, but I get when the muse vacates too. Let me know otherwise I'll keep plugging along :D]

He closed his blue eye briefly at the shower of kisses, enjoying the points of warmth even after her lips had moved to a different spot on his skin. As she began to remove her boots, his hands worked open his vest clasps and straps and then bent to unclasp his gaiters so he too could actually remove his boots. He shrugged out of his vest and paused at the sight of her shirtless.

Nudity was so common in the undercity that no one blinked their eyes about it. They had even seen one another in the nude on more than one occasion, but this was different.

He eased down into the nest with some distaste and settled next to her, still wearing his collared shirt and trousers. He reached out to lightly trail two fingers down her skin between her breasts, leaning his temple against her shoulder. He turned his head to kiss her shoulder as his fingers continued to trail down her belly, then reversed course to slide back up towards her neck.

"Don't be shy. You know you are safe with me."

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np, i know how that be!

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