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