Rain x GN! Reader.

Asshole.

Its taken me two weeks to get back into the flow of writing fics, but I hope you guys like this!

Warning for swears.

(Disclaimer that this takes place from mkx to mk11, and is not perfectly accurate to the storyline that comes after aftermath, but its my own AU if how I wish it ended, so...)

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"Shao Kahn was already pushing the line, but mileena as well? Rain, think about what you are saying!" He huffs, his gaze shifting to your eyes.

"You know my reasons." Squeezing your eyes shut, you pressed the palms of your hands to your temples. It's difficult to understand what is going on in Rain's head sometimes.

He had always been hard to deal with. Rain had hired you to help him find someone a while back. Your family line was well known in all relms for their tracking abilities and moral code. You had your doubts about accepting Rain's offer, but the payment offered was more than enough to get you on board.

As the months grew longer, the hunt slowed to a stop. There were No tracks. No clues, not a single strand of evidence to be followed. Rain's brothers remained untouchable. In the meantime, you and Rain had become... close. And you stayed by his side as he shamelessly served Shao Kahn.

Before this, you has always been neutral on outworlds chaotic ruler. But after meeting Kitana and learning of his cruelty in both his political and personal endeavors, you became increasingly uneasy as you remained with Rain.

But now, Shao Kahn was dead. Kotal had taken his place. And it was time to make a decision.

"Is the power- will it ever be enough for you?! Will you ever be satisfied? Mileena is a wild card, Rain! Agreeing to serve her is madness!" Rain's hands flexed, shoulders set back, eyes hard and zeroed in on you. You knew Rain well, you thought. And you could tell there was no getting through to him.

"The power will be enough when I say it is. I deserve everything I want. You deserve-" your heart fluttered as he cut himself off abruptly. Your demeanor softened, and his did too. You almost didn't notice as he started to take a few steps closer to you. His silence was deafening.

"I think you know what I am about to say," He was closer now, close enough for you to just barely feel his breath on your face. He has taken off his mask, and it took every bit of restraint you had to resist throwing yourself in his arms. No. You would never so such a thing. You scolded yourself for being so emotional.

"Do I?" He lifts a hand to caress your face, and against your better judgment, you melted into his touch. You could tell that this was an act. It had to be. From the very beginning you knew that he would most likely only ever love himself. You told yourself that this moment to him is only a chance to get you to remain with him as a pawn. You had always been a pawn to him, and you could tell he hadn't realized you always knew. Still yet...

"Despite my fondness for you Rain, I think this may be where our paths diverge." His body language remained stiff, but he pressed his forehead to your own. His lips in a thin line.

"I know..." This was quite enough. He was such a bad liar that it had started to hurt. You take his hand off your face and into your own, taking a step back from him. Your eyesight locked onto your conjoined hands only.

"This will not be the last time we meet, I can promise you that." For better or for worse, you silently continued after.

"Good. I'll be anticipating our reunion." You take one last good look at him, holding back the words, the tears, the angry and loving things you wish you could say to him in this moment, and you leave him there.

Sometimes, honor and common sense must come before a one-sided love.

You portal back to earthrelm for the first time in months both physically, and emotionally, alone.

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Whatever time debacle that had just occurred ment, you sure as hell didn't want any part of it. After less than half a week, your younger self had disappeared from the old farmhouse where you lived, and almost everything had gone back to normal.

You hadn't heard from any if your outworld friends in quite some time now, and had faith that whatever had happened, they had it taken care of.

You had just returned from helping an elderly neighbor track down some lost cattle, and were currently curled up in the sofa with a warm cup of tea. Simply enjoying life altogether.

-When a sudden light filled the room, starting you enough to drop your mug, and two figures stepped out of the portal as it shattered on the wooden floors.

"Did we catch you at a bad time?" Fujin had a friendly smile on his face, Nightwolf by his side, his serious counterpart. You were so shocked you almost forgot about the glass.

"Fujin, Nightwolf, I'm almost happy to see you! It's been a while."

"It has," Nightwolf replied, "But I am afraid that this visit isn't simply to reconnect." You sighed, life could never just be simple, could it?

"I had a feeling." You stooped to clean the glass, inviting them to sit while you picked up the pieces. Nightwolf politely declined while fujin stopped to help you.

"Rain has returned. Along with Mileena." If you were drinking water, you were sure that you would've done a spit take. Your head snapped back to look up at fujin, heart almost stopping for a moment.

"I- I thought Mileena was-"

"Dead. We know. After the past and present merged she managed to worm her way into outworld again."

"And... and Rain?" Fujin and Nightwolf shared a look. Oh gods. They knew. They definitely knew. You busied yourself with the glass, taking the other pieces from Fujin and absent-mindedly walking over to the trashcan.

"Rain had resurfaced around the same time Mileena did. We caught them mid battle with an earthrelm man before both disappeared." The glass hitting the bottom of the trashcan was as much of a distraction you allowed yourself to have.

"Rain and I have cut ties. How does this involve me?"

Fujin spoke; "Kitana is now Kahn of outworld. Both he and Mileena want to take her throne, we are asking you to keep Rain in check while we deal with Mileena's uneveitable attack."

You froze for a moment, blankly staring into space. You would get to see Rain again. Maybe even have a chance to sort out the mixed emotions you've been holding in for so long. (By tracking him down and beating the shit out of him, of course. ) But most likely he would hold a grudge for the rest of time afterwards, despising you for "keeping him from his potential". Then again, you thought about Kitana. No, Kitana Kahn. For a moment all you could think about is how proud you were of her. Your old friend, restored to her kinder self and now ruler of outworld. It took a moment but you finally gave the two men an answer.

"I'll do it."

The men nodded.

"Buy us as much time as you can."

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This was such a bad idea.

You had tracked Rain down in less than a day, and now as he stood before you, you prayed the swell of your broken heart would go down before you choked on your new mission.

Rain was roasting fish over a small campfire in the thickest part of the jungle you had ever been to, a wide smirk on his face. He was not at all surprised to see you, in fact, something about him seemed... different. More genuine. But maybe that is just the hunter part of your brain speaking. The more distracted the target is the easier the takedown will be. He called your name.

"It's good to see you," you swallowed hard, starting to regret agreeing to this before you spoke.

"I wish I could say the same." He stood, sauntering over to you. For a just a moment, his facade almost dropped at your words. You almost didn't catch it. Was he sick? What had happened to the rain you knew? The lair, the theif? No. He hadn't changed, you had to be over analyzing everything about him.

"I believe I know why you are here. Does your support of Kitana really outweigh our past?" The way he said your name after almost made you choke. You narrowed your eyes at him, curling your fists.

"Trust me. That kindness I showed you then won't transfer into Kombat."

The fight was a difficult one, and yet you still won. The demigod, exhausted and face down in the brush, could no longer fight. As you wound your enchanted rope around his wrists, Rain started to chuckle.

"I'm starting to wish I never gifted you that rope." A sly smile plastered itself on your face as you continued to focus on the knots.

"It was designed to help me keep your brothers trapped, you should've known the risks when you commissioned it." Rain mumbled something petty, and you replied by yanking him up off the dirt and into a sitting position, leaving him for just a moment to prod at the dying embers of his fire. You could practically feel his stare burning into the back of your head as he eyed you from behind.

"You are still just as beautiful as I remember." You were thankfull for the setting sun as your cheeks flushed red. He had never sounded so genuine about a compliment before.

"Flattery won't get you out of this." You stated as you sat down next to him, biting into the fish that he was cooking earlier. Damn. The taste was nice reminder of your old days together.

"Worth a try." You snickered at him. His personality surely hadn't changed much, but the way he glanced at you every once in a while caught you off guard. The beating of your heart being a disappointing reminder that you still loved him.

"I realized something the day you left," His drawl of your name caught your attention, but you said nothing, continuing to stare into the small, dying, fire.

"I know you will not believe me, not now, not ever. But I never truly knew how much I cared for you until you were walking away from me." Absolutely not. No. FUCK No. He was not going to do this to you now. GODS you hated how genuine he sounded, how genuine he seemed. It felt like anger and something else were stabbing the inside of your lungs and ripping out pieces of yourself.

And yet part of you knew that for once, he wasn't lying when he said that. At this point, logic had all but escaped from your mind. Grabbing him by the collar of his stupid purple armor, you stared in his eyes, searching for any sort of indication that this was all some well performed lie. But...

Rain was being genuine. He thought that he could rule alone, but the loss of your support ment a more to him than he thought anything ever could. And he hoped that after everything, you would believe him. (This did not mean he would just ignore the fact that you have him under arrest at this moment, however.)

"If I ever find out that you are lying, I'm killing you on the spot. Understand?!" Rain smiled widely as your eyes bore into him. He knew you were serious, you always had been one to keep promises.

When he leaned forward to kiss you, the anger dissipated just a bit, but your resolve, as always, remained the same. You never thought that a kiss would feel so good.

Of Cynicism and Soulmates

In this AU when you touch your soulmate skin to skin for the first time sparks fly literally. Depending on the strength of the bond though the reaction is stronger/weaker. For example minimal sparks for weak bonds and for extremely strong bonds shit literally explodes.

This is set right after Jim takes the Kobayashi Maru test for the third time. Warning minor violence(pushing, punching, choking etc) and swearing.

Kirk

They say that when you meet your soulmate sparks fly, quite literally in fact. People went crazy over the idea of meeting their soulmate but James Tiberius Kirk never found much solace in the idea of someone made for him, neither did his best and only friend Bones. Both were quite cynical people when it came to love or happiness in general. Bones had fallen in love before and even though they were soulmates she quickly became dissatisfied with him and took everything they ever had including his young daughter, Joanna. Leaving him only his bones as he had once so eloquently said.

Jim however had never wanted a soulmate. He’d heard countless stories of how the great George Kirk saved 800 lives in under 20 minutes but it paled in comparison to what he saw. He saw a woman wracked by grief. A woman who cried herself to sleep. A woman who couldn’t bare to look at him or even love him because to her he was a ghost, a ghost of her dead soulmate. So no Jim Kirk didn’t want a soulmate. He didn’t want any single person to hold that much power over him.

So our desolate hero stood finishing his last beer, blood dripping down his face and left. He wobbled his way to his dorm very obviously drunk off his ass. When he collapsed on the couch Bones quickly turned him on his side. “You’ll choke on your own vomit laying like that kid, not that that wouldn’t be a good thing.” He said in a gruff voice. Jim let out a little giggle, Bones have a little smirk at the sound. “Yeah yeah kid get some rest or I’ll hypo you.” Jim only groaned before falling into darkness.

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When Jim woke the next morning he was groggy and there was drool coming out of his mouth. However most noticeably his mouth tasted disgusting, god how many time had he puked, he wondered to himself. He groaned and stretchers out his sore back. Just then an announcement rang out “Would all students report to the main hall.” Jim got up quickly almost falling over and rushed to get dressed, no way was he going out looking like a mess and smelling like a bar.

Bones was waiting for him at the door and they headed out together. “What did you do this time you idiot?” Bones questioned only half joking. Kirk just shrugged and shoved his hands in his pocket. Upon arrival in the main hall Jim and bones sat next to each other and waited until everyone settled down.

When everyone had been seated Admiral Barnett called from the podium. “This session has been called to resolve a troubling matter. James T. Kirk, step forward. Cadet Kirk, evidence has been submitted to this council, suggesting that you violated the ethical code of conduct pursuant to Regulation One-Seven point three of the Starfleet Code. Is there anything you care to say before we begin, sir?” Jim joined him up front and immediately went into genius mode.

“Yes, I believe I have the right to face my accuser directly.” Jim said slightly annoyed. A man rose from the audience. A Vulcan man by the looks of his ears and the oh so signature bowl cut. “Step forward, please. This is Commander Spock. He's one of our most distinguished graduates. He's programmed the Kobayashi Maru exam for the last four years. Commander?” The man- Commander Spock joined them at the front.

Spock looked at him blankly which should have made him mad but strangely left him with tingles running up his spine. Confusion flickered through his eyes and he spoke. “Cadet Kirk, you somehow managed to install and activate a subroutine to the programming code, thereby changing the conditions of the test.” Jim felt slightly miffed were these men accusing him of cheating? “Your point being?” Jim replied. “In academic vernacular, you cheated.”

Barnett spoke again after a long while and yup he was definitely being accused of cheating. “Let me ask you something, I think we all know the answer to. The test itself is a cheat, isn't it? You programmed it to be unwinnable.” Jim felt slightly victorious when it took the Commander a second to reply Jim felt slightly victorious. “Your argument precludes the possibility of a no-win scenario.” Jim replied quickly and simply with “I don’t believe in no-win scenarios.”

“Then, not only did you violate the rules, you also failed to understand the principle lesson.” Spock said brusquely you could tell he was becoming a little frustrated or maybe only Jim could either way that's besides the point. “Enlighten me.” Jim stated quirking his eyebrow. Spock obliged “You of all people should know, Cadet Kirk. A Captain cannot cheat death.”

It was then that Kirk started to get a little upset as even Vulcans must know that bringing up someone’s dead parent to use against hem in an argument was a big no-no. “I of all people.” Jim relied tersely gritting his teeth. “Your father, Lieutenant George Kirk, assumed command of his vessel before being killed in action, did he not?” Spock seemed satisfied with himself Jim really wanted to punch that look in his eyes off his face.

“I don't think you like the fact that I beat your test?” Jim tried to deflect although he could already tell that it wouldn’t work. Spock gave him a once over and then continued on with his line of conversation. “Furthermore you ah e failed to divine the purpose of this test.” “Enlighten me again.” Jim snarked back.

“The purpose is to experience fear. Fear in the face of certain death. To accept that fear, and maintain control of oneself and one's crew. This is a quality expected in every Starfleet captain.” Spock said matter-of-factly. Just then a man ran to the front of the room and handed Admiral Barnett a folder. “We've received a distress call from Vulcan. With our primary fleet engaged in the Laurentian system, I hereby order all cadets to report to Hangar One immediately. Dismissed.”

Spock looked a little shocked and concerned at the Admiral’s words and quickly left. Bones walked into him and stood by his side. “Who was that pointy-eared bastard.” Jim said annoyed. Bowen just smirked at him and offered an “I don’t know, but I like him.”

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Bones had snuck him on the USS Enterprise as a patient. Which had then been followed by him warning Captain spoke of an upcoming Romulan attack. The destruction of Vulcan and his marooning on the Class M planet Delta Vega. Which to say the least had not been pleasant. Currently though he was on the bridge of the Enterprise trying emotionally compromise a Vulcan.

After a couple of minutes of taunting Spock he finally hit a nerve in saying, “You feel nothing! It must not even compute for you! You never loved her!” Spock lunged at him all semblance of control gone. Jim found it hot in an extremely scary way. Spock pushed him back by his shoulders. Kirk tried to block his punches but Spock only pressed on undeterred. In a flash Spock’s hand was around his neck choking his as he was pressed against the captain’s console.

Suddenly an explosion erupted from between them. Sulu and Chekov had to duck as other crew members dived away from the explosion. When it finally died down and most of the fires had been put out it seemed no one had been hurt, just severely amazed. Bones looked like he was gonna piss himself he was so surprised meanwhile Chekov and Sulu were peering their heads over their chairs and Spock, oh Spock, looked to be in complete disbelief.

“Well fuck.”

Settos Top 10 GOTY 2017

Hey guys it’s your mostly inactive friend Setto here. It’s that time again and I’m here to swarm you with my terrible taste in videogames for 2017. SO STRAP YOURSELF IN FOR A LIST THAT’S PROBABLY BETTER THAN WATCHING JUSTICE LEAGUE.

10: Cuphead

A game years in the making, Cuphead brings a fluid and visual masterpiece onto the scene. A fast paced action game based around Boss fights and platforming stages, Cuphead is challenging in all the right ways. The hand drawn art style is a marvel to look at and it plays like a dream. I saw this game all those E3′s ago and never in my life would I imagine it would turn out as such an incredible feat of game design and animation. If you like your games about Cartoon cup men fighting Satan then BOY is this for you!.

9: Sonic Mania

Hey are you tired of SEGA’s fruitless attempts at making Sonic games?. I mean Colors and Generations were good but STILL. Handing a project to Christian Whitehead is the best decision SEGA has ever made. The game is filled with nostalgia from all walks of Sonics life. It has brilliant gameplay that almost perfects the classic Sonic formula and will have anyone smiling all the way through. The physics, the music, the BLAST PROCESSING. This game is the biggest love letter to Sonic that’s ever been produced and I urge you to pick it up even if you have never played a Sonic game before. 

8: Digimon World: Next Order

Did you guys ever play Digimon World 1 on the PS1 and think “Boy I wish they made a sequel to that game that improved on every aspect but kept the Digimon raising in real time”?. WELL GOOD NEWS, This game delivers on that front. It mixes in loads of new mechanics with the town building from the original. There’s a big world to explore with loads of side quests, loads of in depth mechanics for digivolving and LOADS of Digimon to collect. It has plenty of content to keep you playing even after you beat the game and is honestly some of the most fun I’ve had this year. If you want an engaging experience filled with plenty of cool as fuck monsters then get this game. 

7: Nier: Automata

Nier and Drakengard are one of my favorite series ever made. I love Yoko Taros insanity and design that he works into the franchise, I love the deep and complex stories with great characters, deep background lore and plenty of comedic moments. Nier Automata is no different except now platinum are behind the combat which has improved MASSIVELY since the original Nier.

I can’t really go into depth on the game and besides everything that needs to be said has been said already. I’m just gonna say that the game is an incredibly well written and engaging marvel. If you like emotionally devastating storylines that will make you think about what it means to be human then you need to pick up Nier: Asstomata.

6: A Hat In Time

An ADORABLE platformer with perfect controls, great settings, cute as hell characters and loads of the things that have made classic Gamecube platformers a staple in history. This game is just pure joy to play and is the second best Hat based platformer of the year. I’m not gonna go into detail because I don’t want to spoil how great every single stage of this game is since each one changes up the formula to the point where it’s like playing a whole new story. If you like collectathons and great writing then you deserve to treat yourself with this creation of absolute happiness.

5: Yakuza 0

I’ve written about how good Yakuza is like a million times. Yakuza 0 is probably the best entry in the franchise alongside Yakuza 5. While Kiwami also came out this year, it was 0 that came out on top for me. It’s got so much side content that kept me coming back for weeks.

With entire side missions dedicated to real estate and being a hostess manager, the game drags you back in to its great mechanics, satisfying combat and gripping storyline. Seeing the backstory of Majima is heartbreaking and Kazuma getting tangled in this new web of insanity is just as engaging as always. 

Yakuza 0 is probably one of the best games I’ve ever played and stands as a beacon of “THIS IS HOW YOU WRITE A STORY, I’M LOOKING AT YOU HORIZON ZERO DAWN”.

4: Gravity Rush 2

The other cutest game of the year goes to Gravity Rush 2. One of the most creative and enjoyable franchises I’ve ever played. 

As Kat you shift gravity around yourself to explore an incredible world made up of floating islands. You fight off horrible and mysterious creatures called the Nevi all while doing dumb things for townspeople who can’t do shit themselves clearly. These things include marketing ice cream, delivering fast food, stopping the inevitable destruction of your entire planet...wait what?. 

There’s loads of costumes to get for Kat, loads of furniture for your tiny sewer house and plenty of fun gravity shifting to do.

There’s also some horrible abominations of mankind to fight against with an oppressive government.

Sony have basically sent this series to die and are shutting off the servers a year after launch, thanks sony. Guess it wasn’t as good as your terrible looking reboot of God of War.

3: Persona 5

A fucking visual masterpiece and a lesson in how to design something so good looking that it makes me look at myself in the mirror and consider why humans are capable of making such beauty. 

Persona 5 is an engaging and incredible RPG that has great characters, great combat, Amazing music and the style of The Fonz if he ascended to godhood.

Everyone has already said how amazing this game is and it’s a fucking SMT game that’s up for the actual GOTY awards nomination.

What else is there to say?. other than Kawakami is best girl.

2. Super Mario Odyssey

I don’t want to spoil a single thing in this game for anybody. I don’t want to show a single screenshot, talk about a single world or even mention any music.

The game is one of the best games I have ever had the pure joy of even touching. I haven’t been this happy playing a videogame in almost all of my life. This game oozes charm and deserves every single bit of attention it is given. 

There is nothing that can top this masterpiece of mechanically perfect happiness.....OR IS THERE?.

1: The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild

Look I know people have issues with this game, I know people have loads of weird nitpicks and bad opinions. That’s fine. But you don’t get what this game means to me.

After Wind Waker I haven’t purely enjoyed a Zelda game on the same level.

This game defied all expectations I had of it and not only set a standard for Zelda games but set a standard for all open world games.

Every single thing in this game made me realise why I hadn’t been enjoying any open world games in almost a decade. It takes all conventional ideas and turns them into something magical. I never wanted to stop exploring this world.

Every corner has something new, everywhere you go you will see something else you want to go to and I guarantee you something will be there.

Being able to climb any surface takes away all busy work of navigating around small cliff faces just to get somewhere, being able to glide takes away all busywork of having to work your way down. There is so much freedom of choice in this game that you can just go straight to the final boss if you want.

Never have I played something so non linear, so open and so purely incredible.

You can tell they put effort and love into the world they built, you can tell every single inch of this game was thought out to insane lengths. 

Horizon Zero Dawn came out the same week as this game and that game is the most by the numbers, basic ass open world games I’ve ever played. I have no goddamn idea why it’s so popular when it’s honestly a fucking wreck compared to this masterpiece. 

You can go anywhere without being restricted, you can do anything in any order, you can see something in the distance and just climb the fuck out of it. 

I love this game so much, it’s one of the best experiences I’ve ever had with games and something I will never forget.

That about does it for this year, I hope you guys tune in next year!.

I'm often asked about my confidence, my happiness, my overall inner peace. At least, over the last year give or take. Speaking about my ex-boyfriend, I often equate to the act of beating a dead horse. I, essentially, spent my early twenties in a fog. At moments, I was happy…working towards my goals and gaining success. However, I envisioned my adult life kick starting quite differently. There are certain types of men who will search for women who are full of confidence and joy, so they can leech off of it. And then, after they've left her empty and burned out and drained of all the life that once existed behind her eyes, they'll say she isn't the woman they fell in love with. I met him with the world at my feet and left him at the bottom of a black hole. For a long time, I was unable to believe I would survive the after shock. I had to start from scratch, at the bottom, in every area of my life...which resulted in pure depression, anger, and the act of making every excuse to give up. but, I finally figured out how to break off his chains. I feel like I live outside of my body at certain points in the relationship storytelling. Because he managed to have enough influence to completely change me as an individual. To alter my way of thinking, my ego, my independent actions, and my heart. I lost all faith in humanity…and then I became an expert, a professional, at being alone. His obsessions and emotional dependence forced the part of my soul associated with love into a lock box. I've spent much of my free moments getting to know myself again. At times, I've scraped my knees as a result of my mistakes forcing some tumbles. Other times, I've come to find beauty and tranquility in isolation. I forced myself to go out and reclaim that which he ripped away from me. I went on solo hikes, I meditated, I picked up a pen..and truly began to believe in my writing again. The fact of the matter is that I gave him too much power. After a major chunk of time spent in complete codependency, I savor my solitude. I enjoy being able to..have my own identity. Make my own decision..and with confidence. That being said, I made myself a promise. To not allow any new suitors into this warm and cozy bubble I had created. I consistently reminded myself that I would not be able to love again, if ever, until I forgave and loved myself. As someone close to me would say, “don't get mad, don't get even. Just get the fuck over it so you can move on!” (Wise, eloquent words right?) so, I adjusted my focus. There's this concept of inside-out confidence, which forces us to dig deeper. It requires true reflection and acceptance. In essence, it is born from the glow at the heart of your being. That life force, that external spark…tapping into that guided me home. By knowing myself deeply, intimately, without outside influence and fear…I gained something so simple yet so complex in attainability: a solid sense of self. And the best part? The flaws, the imperfections, the insecurities he so adamantly pointed out on a regular basis…I've come to peace and fallen in love with. I can guarantee he never imagined I'd spin that shit. The inexplicable satisfaction I now feel knowing his discomfort and rage. Because he can no longer shatter me. At 25, I feel the world back at my feet. I fought for this and his dead weight is no longer mine to carry. And so, for quite some time now I have been alone. I would wake up alone, eat alone, take long drives and walks alone, go to sleep alone. And repeat. It was comfortable and I was content. Happy even. But, perhaps I have gotten too good at this is an idea that began running around in my mind. Too pleasant, too essential. I suppose I ended up at the finish line in regards to that concept. Because I would say that what you gain from solitude should only then enhance your relationships with others. It wasn't necessarily that I was starting to look, but I also was not opposed to opening a few windows. By being alone, we gain depth of understanding and compassion for ourselves. What worth is that unless it blossoms into depth of understanding and compassion for others? Because, in the words of John Joseph Powell: “it is an absolute human certainty that no one can know his own beauty or perceive a sense of his own worth until it has been reflected back to him in the mirror of another loving, caring human being”. Being alone gave me a delicious taste of the magnificence of belonging to no one but yourself. However, I came to the understanding that within a normal, healthy relationship…that whole idea of ownership  and extreme control probably doesn't exist. Within this way of thinking, I secured a metaphorical green light. I knew that, when it did come my way, I would be ready. I am a complex, stubborn, determined, ball busting woman. I have always been aware of it and I own it. In all reality, it takes a patient man to put up with my ass. A few short months back, I didn't really foresee anyone coming to those windows I mentioned earlier. Rumors of my relationship made their rounds and I was damaged goods confined, in their minds, to the island of misfit toys. I damn sure don't owe anyone an explanation. However, for the sake of a little backstory…I made a few poor choices and reached a point in which the more high I became, the more freedom I gained, emotionally and otherwise. It created an easy escape route from the manipulation and abuse. I digress, I basically let go of this idea of a fresh and new “typical” relationship. And, honestly, I was satisfied either way. At peace,  I was capable of saying, let come what may. He was complimentary and kind. Goofy and confident. He was something…I was not at all used to. Gentle and unabraisive. Humorous and spirited. He had no knowledge of the rollercoaster I just came off of and it was a breath of fresh air. He called me out on my bullshit, preventing me from getting away with things. and he also pushed me, motivated me to do and be better. I needed it. Maybe, subconsciously, that was exactly what I was searching for all along. There is no one I feel more relaxed around in my life right now. No one who is more supportive. My first instinct and call. The one I trust will be there come hell or high water. I don't feel judged. I don't feel broken in his eyes. A smile influenced by someone other than myself has found its way back on to my face. And my heart is open without hesitation. The thought never crossed my mind that I needed to slow down and remain alone…for the first fucking time. Not only did I find the world at my feet. But it all nudged me into a state of feeling so incredibly free. Free to be myself. Free to exhale completely. I experience butterflies. I laugh, genuinely. I look forward to the future. I'm confident and happy within my soul. But also safe and comfortable in this relationship. At a quarter of a century, I have come full circle. Eight years ago, at 17, with a naïve heart and oblivious brain, I hopped on a plane with a 6000 mile trip to my destination and left all I knew in the rear view. Since then, I've gone through stages, ebbs and flows, of pure euphoria and complete depression. And what I've come to know is that there is no sense in dwelling on the past, or holding onto all the reasons why things got fucked up. When you are inflicted with wounds, your will to fight and time will heal them. Darkness is simply that which has not had light shed upon it. I gained clarity and inner peace when I came to that realization. My ex gifted me with incomparable strength I never imagined myself to be capable of. I provided myself with poise and contentment in independence. Rainbows after years of thunderstorms. And my love, my person gave me the key to that lockbox. The foreign concept of confidence, happiness, and inner peace…I have found my way back to. And in a state of serenity I can say….let come what may.

I've found my way back home.

Date with destiny with @LethalVince

Blay: *It was date night, my first… well not first date, but first real date that included being away from the house, someone else's cooking than Fritz and wasn't junk food. My date with Vincent. It had been a spur of the moment thing to leave him that note like I done and asking but nevertheless it was something I very much wanted to do. Quite honestly, I think that him and i both needed it, a real date to officiate things and make things between us real. I knew at least I did.

I made reservation at this small Italian family restaurant that was actually a boat that cruised around on the river. I’d reserved the very top deck part that was used for VIP guests so even though we would be out around other people we would be alone. I wanted to give Vincent a special night something that would show him not all people were bad and that I was someone he could count on. With Fritz help I’d managed to arranged a few surprises that I hope he would appreciate. Taking a long look at myself in the full length mirror I fixed my bowtie once more, satisfied with how I looked I picked up the single rose from the table to head on over to the trainees quarters to pick up Vincent.*

Vincent:  *Bring on the butterflies.  Little fuckers where fluttering around in my stomach and if I didn’t take a few deep breaths to force myself to calm down, I would have lost the liquids in my stomach.  Excitement kicked my joints into action and after a quick shower, some grooming and styling, I was ready for the date. One last look in the mirror confirmed I looked alright.  Jeans, a button up shirt and casual black lace up shoes were the best I could do. Shopping for clothes hadn’t been on my to do list, but at least I had bought one decent outfit to attend brotherhood functions. Thank the Scribe for that.  

Leaving the dorm room I half expected the other trainees to be hanging around, ready to ask questions, but luck was on my side.  The lounge area was empty and I sent up a silent “thank you” as I took a seat on one of the couches. One glance at my watch had me shifting around on the leather.  Blay would be here any minute. He was always on time for everything*

Blay: *Wandering through the mansion I forced myself to not run and take my time. I didn’t want to scare Vincent off with my eagerness or ruin it by being to much. All I wanted for tonight was to get Vincent alone and away from the mansion so we could get the chance to really talk and get to know each other even more. I opened the door leading to the long corridor that lead to the trainee quarters, smiling to myself. The plans I had for tonight… Scribe, please make them impress him, please make it be as special as I wanted them to be. As I came closer to the lounge area my heart started to speed up and when I was right outside the door I stopped, closed my eyes to breath deeply. I was nervous like really ‘I care what he thinks’ and ‘infatuated’ nervous. I hadn’t felt this kind of rowding emotion inside since the beginning of Qhuinn and even then it was different because Qhuinn and my relationship had never been based on mutual feelings or interest at the same time. Going in I knew Vincent was there because he wanted too, he’d been the one to actually take the first step. Vincent’s amazing blue eyes flashing before my closed eye made them flutter open. Taking a deep breath, fixing my bowtie and with a last deep calming breath I entered the room and there on a couch sat Vincent, breathtaking and waiting. “Good evening, Vincent.”*

Vincent:  *Blay was a vision as he stood in the doorway.  My mind fucked out for a few seconds, leaving me standing and looking like a fish out of water.  I opened my mouth to speak and closed it again. Blay looked like he had stepped out of a men’s modeling magazine.  Sweet Scribe.

My feet did it’s own take on what my eyes were seeing, and I stumbled back against the couch.  My hand grabbed the piece of furniture to stop my fall, and I instantly felt like an idiot. And if my stupid stumble wasn’t enough, I had my dress code to add to the embarrassment.  

I could only imagine how daft I looked as I stared at the warrior, trying to find the right words*  I.. ermm… I… Hey… I mean…. You look really nice… *my eyes darted down and scanned over my own casual clothes, feeling my cheeks flush*

Blay: *I smiled, Vincent was looking at me with huge eyes, those amazing blue eyes running over me like a sweet caress. I took a step close, admiring him as openly as he was doing with me. “Good evening Vincent.” There wasn’t any reaction that he heard my greeting, chuckling I walk even closer just in time to catch Vincent’s arm as he stumbles. “You ok?” I smiled, we were standing close enough for me to scent him. I inhaled deeply filling my lungs with is masculine scent. Scribe he smelled good! “Thank you, Vincent, so do you. Actually, you look amazing and you smell even better.” I hold out the rose. “For you. I’ve made reservation on the restaurant down by the water. It’s a dinner cruise on the river. I hope you don’t get seasick easily.” I was a bit nervous that he wouldn’t like it.*

Vincent:  *Blay stepped closer and… yeah, my heart skipped a few beats right there.  His hand gripped my arm and I felt the world whoosh around me. Shit, he was so beautiful.  His words began to slowly sink in, while I tried to steady myself before we both ended up on the couch.

My cheeks flushed warm as he gave me the red rose he was holding.  My fingers laced around the stem, thumb tracing the leaves gently* thank you, Blay.  This is really nice. I didn’t get you anything… *Shit, I didn’t expect this. I didn’t get him a rose or chocolates.  Fuck is that even a thing between two males. I don’t know. I’m out of my depth here*

Blay: *I chuckled softly cupping his right cheek in my hand. “You don’t have to give me anything. I asked you out so this is your night to be wined and dined, to be spoiled. All I want is your company.” It was true I did. We had been fooling around and hanging out for a long time now, for at least a good six months and I’d never taken him out for a dinner, or a real date. Not even a lousy pizza at some shack. The best I’d offered was pizza in my room or last meal when we hadn’t wanted to join the others in the dining room only so we could roll around in bed some more. And all through that Vincent knew not everything but enough about Qhuinn and our past and how hard that had been on me and still was in some way; yet he was still there. I was a real douchebag, like for real. I should be happy Vincent even wanted to go out with me after what I put him through. Funny how that was, when I had been secretly in love with Qhuinn, he been the one fucking around and now even if I didn’t fuck around on Vincent, I’d been partly emotionally unavailable, but no more. “You look great, good enough to eat really. Maybe I can have you for dessert instead of whatever is on the menu?” I tried with a flirty smile to help him relax a little. “Actually,” I leaned in close enough for our lips to be almost touching, “why don’t we have a pre-dessert taste.” I whispered right before I pressed my lips against his in a tender kiss.*

Vincent:  *Cue the butterflies scrambling right to my stomach.  Blay’s words were enough to send me spiraling onto the nearest cloud, but he exceeded expectation and sealed it with a kiss.  This felt weird and exhilarating. Funny how different this was to our usual sexcapades in his room. This felt real and less like a play around thing.  

For the first time since I met Blay, I felt like we could actually steer towards being mated.  I didn’t say that though. I didn’t want to jinx it, and with his past with the Brother Qhuinn, it was already complicated enough as is.  

I was mildly aware that my heart skipped a few beats and rock n rolled with those butterflies.  It took me a few seconds to catch my breath after our lips parted, and all I could manage was* Ohh….

Blay: *The kiss was meant to be a brush of lips, a quick taste, to sate the most immediate desire to touch him and be touched. But the second our lips met this hunger woke up in me, like it had been dormant and just now woke up and the only one to make it better was Vincent’s lips on mine. After Qhuinn, I had sexual partners, hell I’d even had sex with Qhuinn and Lassiter for that matter after we broke up. It was hard to say it meant nothing because at the time it had meant everything, been a statement of sorts. But it felt as if it been years since I really been touched and at this very moment, kissing Vincent and not having done that in a while it dawned on me how much he come to mean to me. Hence the date.

Finally, as we parted, I brought my hand down from his face to lace his fingers and mine together, I did so with a smile. A sigh of relief going through me as the feeling of contentment settled deep inside of me. “You ready to go? The ship will leave harbor in about thirty minutes and we don’t want it to leave without us.” I was starving and looking forward to the fine dining, the drinks and being able to focus fully on Vincent for an entire night, maybe even get him to dance on deck with me under the stars.*

Vincent:   *Those butterflies went from rock n roll to full Tango mode as Blay took my hand and laced his fingers with mine.  We walked out of the trainees common room, or lounge, whatever, and down the tunnels to the garage. He never let go of my hand, and that meant everything to me.  I wasn’t something to be hidden in his room. He was making a statement that he was serious about us and he is proud to have me. It filled my heart with pride and I had to take deep, even breaths as we walked, to keep my feet firmly on the ground, cause right now I was on cloud nine.

His car was parked in the garage and like the perfect gentlemen he opened the door for me.  This felt strange and good all together. I didn’t know what to expect from being with another male, but Blay made it easier.  He made it natural*

Blay: *I drove us to the parking lot linked to the harbour parking. Opening my door to go out I turn to Vincent “Don’t get out.” I gave him one of my best smiles as I got out of the car, buttoning my jacket as I went around the car to open the door for him. It was probably corny but I held out my hand to give him the option of putting his in mine again to help him out of the car. It was a gesture more for a reason to touch him rather than anything else, that it put a smile on his face that reached his eyes was just an amazing bonus. His smile was so gorgeous I couldn’t stop myself from leaning in and kissing him. Like before it was meant to be a short brush of lips but somehow I lingered and it became more. Before I knew it his back was pressed up against the car door opening and our bodies were flushed together. We broke a part, flushed and breathless. “Wow…like I said better than any dessert. I just don’t seem to be able to keep my hands off you.” I took his hand once more shutting the door as we started to stroll locking the door as we went. “You hungry? They have the best food here.”*

Vincent:  *Oh, fuck… Jason, Matthew… what was my fucking name?  I lost all senses as Blay’s lips locked with mine. Time stood still, and I didn’t want it to start moving until we were good and done with this.  He already had my heart skipping beats and my face lighting up like a kid on Christmas morning, and now he completely swept me off my feet.

I knew without a doubt I would never feel like this with anyone else but Blay.  He was my someone and every touch and smile confirmed it. The mention of food made my stomach cramp a little.  I hadn’t eaten and it was catching up to me now. Training was grueling and eating a truck load of food came naturally*

Yes, I’m actually starving.

Blay: *I smiled giving his lips a last peck as I laced my fingers with and we started to walk towards the floating restaurant. “Good because this place food to die for and we really have to have three courses.” I let Vince walk before me up on the ship watching his ass as he walked. With a smirk I reached out and caressed one globe with the palm of my hand, I simply couldn’t resist. He was temptation like never before. “We’re on the deck, top floor.” I came up behind him where he stood waiting not quite touching my front to his back but I could still feel the heat pouring off of him. “We have it all to ourselves so we can do or talk about anything your heart desires.” I felt how affected he was by me and it felt so good knowing he wanted me as badly as I wanted him spite our rocky start. “Come on let's get up there and see what they have for us.”*

Vincent:  *I could feel Blay behind me after his hand gently brushed over my ass.  My cheeks flushed and I stopped to take a breath and steady myself. There were staff all over the boat, trying to make themselves as invisible as possible, but I knew they were there and they could be watching.  Blay’s deep voice sounded soft and intimate behind me. I nodded and started walking along to the stairs and climbed to the top deck.

The view was spectacular and as I stood there it sunk in that he did this all for me.  Nobody had done anything for me before. Not even buy me dinner. My life changed when I joined the Brotherhood training program and now it’s gone to a whole new level.  Blay made me feel special, and I wanted more. Craved more…*

You’ve outdone yourself, haven’t you?

Blay: *Gently pushing Vincent before me we walk up the three sets of stairs leading to the to deck which is all reserved for us. As we arrived up both of us stopped at the same looking around the deck. It was perfect in every way possible, the little lanterns hanging all over flickering with lit candles. The table set up along one of the reeling sides with a sun sealing over it to make it more cosy. There was soft music playing in the background perfect for dancing.

“Welcome to the Victoria, you must be the Rocke party.” A smiling manager appeared before us. “Yes, we are, this is my partner Vincent and I’m Blay.” “We are delighted to have you gentlemen. Your server will be out in about five minutes with champagne as we dock out. Please enjoy the deck as it is reserved for only you this evening.” In a silent woosh he was gone and I stepped around to stand before Vincent holding out my hand. “May I please have this dance.”*

Vincent:   *Everything was set up to perfection and I could see detail inspired by Blay as my eyes scanned over the large deck.  The voice that came up out of nowhere to stand in front of us reminded me of a elegant hotel manager. The male was dressed in a black suit and as he said “Rocke party”, my heart skipped a beat.  But Blay was completely expecting it and introduced me as his partner in every way that counted. My breath caught as Blay’s hand reached out and he asked me for a dance. Oh, Scribe, I’d never danced with anyone before.  I don’t even know how to do this, but the list of things I hadn’t done before was so damn long, I decided to keep quiet and just go with it. I placed my hand in his and was thankful as he took the lead. His right hand sliding around my waist and his smile brighter that it was a minute ago when he introduced me.  His feet gently gliding over the wooden floor and what do ya know… I was dancing*

Blay: *I slipped my right arm around Vincent’s waist placing his hand over my heart and my hand over his. I moved us easily over the boat deck enjoying being out of the mansion and just having alone time with Vincent. I watched him as his eyes flickered around taking in our surroundings, he was so amazingly beautiful he took my breath away and knowing what I did about him and his past and how he entrusted me with his secret made me love him even more. That was why we were here, to have a well deserved first date, to show him he deserved to be more than someone who warmed my bed. I hated that was how I made him feel because I’d been so hung up on Qhuinn. I couldn’t help the grin that I let spread across my face, Vincent look like a mix of confusion and pure bliss. “What has you so confused and blissed all at once, mine male? Is this not of your liking?”*

Vincent:   *Our bodies glided elegantly over the dancefloor, our movements effortless and fluid as Blay led us around and around.  This was the best night of my entire life since my family was murdered. The only thing that could beat this night was being with my family.  I felt a sting of sadness that my mahmen wasn’t here to witness this night. She would approved. Father mine would have been critical at first, but even he would’ve come around when he saw how happy I was.  Blay’s words took me by surprise. Oh, I must have been looking like a complete idiot while my thoughts and memories ran away with me*

It’s nothing.. My mind was running away with me… *I smiled or more like radiated pure bliss and lowered my eyes to focus on our hands entwined over his heart*  You make me truly happy, Blay.

Blay: *His admission made me smile and I leaned in without thinking about who saw taking his lips with my own. There wasn’t any resistance in him or me instead it became this slow burning passion that evolved to a searching need of showing him how much I cared. His lips were soft against mine the light stubble on his cheeks rasping against my skin, it felt so good. He felt amazing! It wasn’t until we both were fighting to breathe that we broke apart both slightly panting catching our breaths. I leaned my forehead against his stealing featherlight kisses my arms wrapped around his torso holding him close. “I want to make you as happy as you do me. You have given me back something I never thought I have again. Love and a trusted partner. I know we have so much more to learn about each other but I want you...no I need you to be mine--” I was just about to tell him I loved him and ask him to move into my room, to make it our room. My quarters were big enough that we could have some furniture in there other than a bed. We could decorate and make it something for the both of us, when a quiet voice cleared their voice behind us. “Sorry, Sirs, to disturb but we have your champaign ready for you.” I smiled, turning around my arm sliding around Vincent waist holding him close still. “That’s perfectly ok.” We each took a glass. “Your entries will be out in about ten minutes. Enjoy.” I nodded in thanks leading Vincent to the railing at the front. “Cheers, Nallum mine.”*

Vincent:   *Blay’s lips on mine stirred a hunger inside me.  A hunger for more… More of this, more of him. As the kiss deepened I started losing sight of where we were and that we weren’t alone.  The world around us faded to nothing but background decor, until our lips were forced to part for us to take a desperate breath. My heart raced and my legs felt weak as Blay spoke those words.  I knew this night was different, but I hadn’t expected all of this and now his declaration of wanting to make this permanent… My lips parted to attempt a reply, but we were interrupted and I felt relieved.  I wasn’t sure that I wouldn’t make a complete fool of myself. This was very new to me. All of this…

We enjoyed the champagne and went on to eat course after course of divine food.  After dessert we relaxed on the flat couch on the deck and watched the stars above.  All around us was open dark water, as far as the eye could see. The skies were clear and distant galaxies were brightly greeting the earth with a cheerful glow.  

My hand rested in Blays the entire length of our stargazing adventure and I turned to look into those blue eyes*   This night is perfect, Blay.

Blay:  *Vincent was studying the starry sky, admiring the clear sky. I had long ago forgone the sky to watch him and I was in no hurry to stop. Our hands were laced together and it felt so right and like everything we gone through had led us to this very moment. A smile spread across his face and he turned his focus to me expressing how perfect the night was. And he was right it was, so perfect and I didn’t want it to end. I didn’t want to have to wait another month or more to see him. “Move in with me? Bring your things and I'll have Fritz arrange to get rid of my furniture, we can decorate new and make it ours. Please say yes?!”

Vincent:  *Blay’s question caught me off guard.  This was moving fast but I wanted this.  Was I ready for it? I don’t know, but I was willing to try and see if it could work.  I pulled myself up and leaned over him, whispering*

I would like that.

*And that sealed the evening as we kissed and finally got up to make our way back home.  The perfect ending to a perfect evening* #DateWithDestiny

Date with destiny with @LethalVince

Blay: *It was date night, my first… well not first date, but first real date that included being away from the house, someone else's cooking than Fritz and wasn't junk food. My date with Vincent. It had been a spur of the moment thing to leave him that note like I done and asking but nevertheless it was something I very much wanted to do. Quite honestly, I think that him and i both needed it, a real date to officiate things and make things between us real. I knew at least I did.

I made reservation at this small Italian family restaurant that was actually a boat that cruised around on the river. I’d reserved the very top deck part that was used for VIP guests so even though we would be out around other people we would be alone. I wanted to give Vincent a special night something that would show him not all people were bad and that I was someone he could count on. With Fritz help I’d managed to arranged a few surprises that I hope he would appreciate. Taking a long look at myself in the full length mirror I fixed my bowtie once more, satisfied with how I looked I picked up the single rose from the table to head on over to the trainees quarters to pick up Vincent.*

Vincent:  *Bring on the butterflies.  Little fuckers where fluttering around in my stomach and if I didn’t take a few deep breaths to force myself to calm down, I would have lost the liquids in my stomach.  Excitement kicked my joints into action and after a quick shower, some grooming and styling, I was ready for the date. One last look in the mirror confirmed I looked alright.  Jeans, a button up shirt and casual black lace up shoes were the best I could do. Shopping for clothes hadn’t been on my to do list, but at least I had bought one decent outfit to attend brotherhood functions. Thank the Scribe for that.  

Leaving the dorm room I half expected the other trainees to be hanging around, ready to ask questions, but luck was on my side.  The lounge area was empty and I sent up a silent “thank you” as I took a seat on one of the couches. One glance at my watch had me shifting around on the leather.  Blay would be here any minute. He was always on time for everything*

Blay: *Wandering through the mansion I forced myself to not run and take my time. I didn’t want to scare Vincent off with my eagerness or ruin it by being to much. All I wanted for tonight was to get Vincent alone and away from the mansion so we could get the chance to really talk and get to know each other even more. I opened the door leading to the long corridor that lead to the trainee quarters, smiling to myself. The plans I had for tonight… Scribe, please make them impress him, please make it be as special as I wanted them to be. As I came closer to the lounge area my heart started to speed up and when I was right outside the door I stopped, closed my eyes to breath deeply. I was nervous like really ‘I care what he thinks’ and ‘infatuated’ nervous. I hadn’t felt this kind of rowding emotion inside since the beginning of Qhuinn and even then it was different because Qhuinn and my relationship had never been based on mutual feelings or interest at the same time. Going in I knew Vincent was there because he wanted too, he’d been the one to actually take the first step. Vincent’s amazing blue eyes flashing before my closed eye made them flutter open. Taking a deep breath, fixing my bowtie and with a last deep calming breath I entered the room and there on a couch sat Vincent, breathtaking and waiting. “Good evening, Vincent.”*

Vincent:  *Blay was a vision as he stood in the doorway.  My mind fucked out for a few seconds, leaving me standing and looking like a fish out of water.  I opened my mouth to speak and closed it again. Blay looked like he had stepped out of a men’s modeling magazine.  Sweet Scribe.

My feet did it’s own take on what my eyes were seeing, and I stumbled back against the couch.  My hand grabbed the piece of furniture to stop my fall, and I instantly felt like an idiot. And if my stupid stumble wasn’t enough, I had my dress code to add to the embarrassment.  

I could only imagine how daft I looked as I stared at the warrior, trying to find the right words*  I.. ermm… I… Hey… I mean…. You look really nice… *my eyes darted down and scanned over my own casual clothes, feeling my cheeks flush*

Blay: *I smiled, Vincent was looking at me with huge eyes, those amazing blue eyes running over me like a sweet caress. I took a step close, admiring him as openly as he was doing with me. “Good evening Vincent.” There wasn’t any reaction that he heard my greeting, chuckling I walk even closer just in time to catch Vincent’s arm as he stumbles. “You ok?” I smiled, we were standing close enough for me to scent him. I inhaled deeply filling my lungs with is masculine scent. Scribe he smelled good! “Thank you, Vincent, so do you. Actually, you look amazing and you smell even better.” I hold out the rose. “For you. I’ve made reservation on the restaurant down by the water. It’s a dinner cruise on the river. I hope you don’t get seasick easily.” I was a bit nervous that he wouldn’t like it.*

Vincent:  *Blay stepped closer and… yeah, my heart skipped a few beats right there.  His hand gripped my arm and I felt the world whoosh around me. Shit, he was so beautiful.  His words began to slowly sink in, while I tried to steady myself before we both ended up on the couch.

My cheeks flushed warm as he gave me the red rose he was holding.  My fingers laced around the stem, thumb tracing the leaves gently* thank you, Blay.  This is really nice. I didn’t get you anything… *Shit, I didn’t expect this. I didn’t get him a rose or chocolates.  Fuck is that even a thing between two males. I don’t know. I’m out of my depth here*

Blay: *I chuckled softly cupping his right cheek in my hand. “You don’t have to give me anything. I asked you out so this is your night to be wined and dined, to be spoiled. All I want is your company.” It was true I did. We had been fooling around and hanging out for a long time now, for at least a good six months and I’d never taken him out for a dinner, or a real date. Not even a lousy pizza at some shack. The best I’d offered was pizza in my room or last meal when we hadn’t wanted to join the others in the dining room only so we could roll around in bed some more. And all through that Vincent knew not everything but enough about Qhuinn and our past and how hard that had been on me and still was in some way; yet he was still there. I was a real douchebag, like for real. I should be happy Vincent even wanted to go out with me after what I put him through. Funny how that was, when I had been secretly in love with Qhuinn, he been the one fucking around and now even if I didn’t fuck around on Vincent, I’d been partly emotionally unavailable, but no more. “You look great, good enough to eat really. Maybe I can have you for dessert instead of whatever is on the menu?” I tried with a flirty smile to help him relax a little. “Actually,” I leaned in close enough for our lips to be almost touching, “why don’t we have a pre-dessert taste.” I whispered right before I pressed my lips against his in a tender kiss.*

Vincent:  *Cue the butterflies scrambling right to my stomach.  Blay’s words were enough to send me spiraling onto the nearest cloud, but he exceeded expectation and sealed it with a kiss.  This felt weird and exhilarating. Funny how different this was to our usual sexcapades in his room. This felt real and less like a play around thing.  

For the first time since I met Blay, I felt like we could actually steer towards being mated.  I didn’t say that though. I didn’t want to jinx it, and with his past with the Brother Qhuinn, it was already complicated enough as is.  

I was mildly aware that my heart skipped a few beats and rock n rolled with those butterflies.  It took me a few seconds to catch my breath after our lips parted, and all I could manage was* Ohh….

Blay: *The kiss was meant to be a brush of lips, a quick taste, to sate the most immediate desire to touch him and be touched. But the second our lips met this hunger woke up in me, like it had been dormant and just now woke up and the only one to make it better was Vincent’s lips on mine. After Qhuinn, I had sexual partners, hell I’d even had sex with Qhuinn and Lassiter for that matter after we broke up. It was hard to say it meant nothing because at the time it had meant everything, been a statement of sorts. But it felt as if it been years since I really been touched and at this very moment, kissing Vincent and not having done that in a while it dawned on me how much he come to mean to me. Hence the date.

Finally, as we parted, I brought my hand down from his face to lace his fingers and mine together, I did so with a smile. A sigh of relief going through me as the feeling of contentment settled deep inside of me. “You ready to go? The ship will leave harbor in about thirty minutes and we don’t want it to leave without us.” I was starving and looking forward to the fine dining, the drinks and being able to focus fully on Vincent for an entire night, maybe even get him to dance on deck with me under the stars.*

Vincent:   *Those butterflies went from rock n roll to full Tango mode as Blay took my hand and laced his fingers with mine.  We walked out of the trainees common room, or lounge, whatever, and down the tunnels to the garage. He never let go of my hand, and that meant everything to me.  I wasn’t something to be hidden in his room. He was making a statement that he was serious about us and he is proud to have me. It filled my heart with pride and I had to take deep, even breaths as we walked, to keep my feet firmly on the ground, cause right now I was on cloud nine.

His car was parked in the garage and like the perfect gentlemen he opened the door for me.  This felt strange and good all together. I didn’t know what to expect from being with another male, but Blay made it easier.  He made it natural*

Blay: *I drove us to the parking lot linked to the harbour parking. Opening my door to go out I turn to Vincent “Don’t get out.” I gave him one of my best smiles as I got out of the car, buttoning my jacket as I went around the car to open the door for him. It was probably corny but I held out my hand to give him the option of putting his in mine again to help him out of the car. It was a gesture more for a reason to touch him rather than anything else, that it put a smile on his face that reached his eyes was just an amazing bonus. His smile was so gorgeous I couldn’t stop myself from leaning in and kissing him. Like before it was meant to be a short brush of lips but somehow I lingered and it became more. Before I knew it his back was pressed up against the car door opening and our bodies were flushed together. We broke a part, flushed and breathless. “Wow…like I said better than any dessert. I just don’t seem to be able to keep my hands off you.” I took his hand once more shutting the door as we started to stroll locking the door as we went. “You hungry? They have the best food here.”*

Vincent:  *Oh, fuck… Jason, Matthew… what was my fucking name?  I lost all senses as Blay’s lips locked with mine. Time stood still, and I didn’t want it to start moving until we were good and done with this.  He already had my heart skipping beats and my face lighting up like a kid on Christmas morning, and now he completely swept me off my feet.

I knew without a doubt I would never feel like this with anyone else but Blay.  He was my someone and every touch and smile confirmed it. The mention of food made my stomach cramp a little.  I hadn’t eaten and it was catching up to me now. Training was grueling and eating a truck load of food came naturally*

Yes, I’m actually starving.

Blay: *I smiled giving his lips a last peck as I laced my fingers with and we started to walk towards the floating restaurant. “Good because this place food to die for and we really have to have three courses.” I let Vince walk before me up on the ship watching his ass as he walked. With a smirk I reached out and caressed one globe with the palm of my hand, I simply couldn’t resist. He was temptation like never before. “We’re on the deck, top floor.” I came up behind him where he stood waiting not quite touching my front to his back but I could still feel the heat pouring off of him. “We have it all to ourselves so we can do or talk about anything your heart desires.” I felt how affected he was by me and it felt so good knowing he wanted me as badly as I wanted him spite our rocky start. “Come on let's get up there and see what they have for us.”*

Vincent:  *I could feel Blay behind me after his hand gently brushed over my ass.  My cheeks flushed and I stopped to take a breath and steady myself. There were staff all over the boat, trying to make themselves as invisible as possible, but I knew they were there and they could be watching.  Blay’s deep voice sounded soft and intimate behind me. I nodded and started walking along to the stairs and climbed to the top deck.

The view was spectacular and as I stood there it sunk in that he did this all for me.  Nobody had done anything for me before. Not even buy me dinner. My life changed when I joined the Brotherhood training program and now it’s gone to a whole new level.  Blay made me feel special, and I wanted more. Craved more…*

You’ve outdone yourself, haven’t you?

Blay: *Gently pushing Vincent before me we walk up the three sets of stairs leading to the to deck which is all reserved for us. As we arrived up both of us stopped at the same looking around the deck. It was perfect in every way possible, the little lanterns hanging all over flickering with lit candles. The table set up along one of the reeling sides with a sun sealing over it to make it more cosy. There was soft music playing in the background perfect for dancing.

“Welcome to the Victoria, you must be the Rocke party.” A smiling manager appeared before us. “Yes, we are, this is my partner Vincent and I’m Blay.” “We are delighted to have you gentlemen. Your server will be out in about five minutes with champagne as we dock out. Please enjoy the deck as it is reserved for only you this evening.” In a silent woosh he was gone and I stepped around to stand before Vincent holding out my hand. “May I please have this dance.”*

Vincent:   *Everything was set up to perfection and I could see detail inspired by Blay as my eyes scanned over the large deck.  The voice that came up out of nowhere to stand in front of us reminded me of a elegant hotel manager. The male was dressed in a black suit and as he said “Rocke party”, my heart skipped a beat.  But Blay was completely expecting it and introduced me as his partner in every way that counted. My breath caught as Blay’s hand reached out and he asked me for a dance. Oh, Scribe, I’d never danced with anyone before.  I don’t even know how to do this, but the list of things I hadn’t done before was so damn long, I decided to keep quiet and just go with it. I placed my hand in his and was thankful as he took the lead. His right hand sliding around my waist and his smile brighter that it was a minute ago when he introduced me.  His feet gently gliding over the wooden floor and what do ya know… I was dancing*

Blay: *I slipped my right arm around Vincent’s waist placing his hand over my heart and my hand over his. I moved us easily over the boat deck enjoying being out of the mansion and just having alone time with Vincent. I watched him as his eyes flickered around taking in our surroundings, he was so amazingly beautiful he took my breath away and knowing what I did about him and his past and how he entrusted me with his secret made me love him even more. That was why we were here, to have a well deserved first date, to show him he deserved to be more than someone who warmed my bed. I hated that was how I made him feel because I’d been so hung up on Qhuinn. I couldn’t help the grin that I let spread across my face, Vincent look like a mix of confusion and pure bliss. “What has you so confused and blissed all at once, mine male? Is this not of your liking?”*

Vincent:   *Our bodies glided elegantly over the dancefloor, our movements effortless and fluid as Blay led us around and around.  This was the best night of my entire life since my family was murdered. The only thing that could beat this night was being with my family.  I felt a sting of sadness that my mahmen wasn’t here to witness this night. She would approved. Father mine would have been critical at first, but even he would’ve come around when he saw how happy I was.  Blay’s words took me by surprise. Oh, I must have been looking like a complete idiot while my thoughts and memories ran away with me*

It’s nothing.. My mind was running away with me… *I smiled or more like radiated pure bliss and lowered my eyes to focus on our hands entwined over his heart*  You make me truly happy, Blay.

Blay: *His admission made me smile and I leaned in without thinking about who saw taking his lips with my own. There wasn’t any resistance in him or me instead it became this slow burning passion that evolved to a searching need of showing him how much I cared. His lips were soft against mine the light stubble on his cheeks rasping against my skin, it felt so good. He felt amazing! It wasn’t until we both were fighting to breathe that we broke apart both slightly panting catching our breaths. I leaned my forehead against his stealing featherlight kisses my arms wrapped around his torso holding him close. “I want to make you as happy as you do me. You have given me back something I never thought I have again. Love and a trusted partner. I know we have so much more to learn about each other but I want you...no I need you to be mine--” I was just about to tell him I loved him and ask him to move into my room, to make it our room. My quarters were big enough that we could have some furniture in there other than a bed. We could decorate and make it something for the both of us, when a quiet voice cleared their voice behind us. “Sorry, Sirs, to disturb but we have your champaign ready for you.” I smiled, turning around my arm sliding around Vincent waist holding him close still. “That’s perfectly ok.” We each took a glass. “Your entries will be out in about ten minutes. Enjoy.” I nodded in thanks leading Vincent to the railing at the front. “Cheers, Nallum mine.”*

Vincent:   *Blay’s lips on mine stirred a hunger inside me.  A hunger for more… More of this, more of him. As the kiss deepened I started losing sight of where we were and that we weren’t alone.  The world around us faded to nothing but background decor, until our lips were forced to part for us to take a desperate breath. My heart raced and my legs felt weak as Blay spoke those words.  I knew this night was different, but I hadn’t expected all of this and now his declaration of wanting to make this permanent… My lips parted to attempt a reply, but we were interrupted and I felt relieved.  I wasn’t sure that I wouldn’t make a complete fool of myself. This was very new to me. All of this…

We enjoyed the champagne and went on to eat course after course of divine food.  After dessert we relaxed on the flat couch on the deck and watched the stars above.  All around us was open dark water, as far as the eye could see. The skies were clear and distant galaxies were brightly greeting the earth with a cheerful glow.  

My hand rested in Blays the entire length of our stargazing adventure and I turned to look into those blue eyes*   This night is perfect, Blay.

Blay:  *Vincent was studying the starry sky, admiring the clear sky. I had long ago forgone the sky to watch him and I was in no hurry to stop. Our hands were laced together and it felt so right and like everything we gone through had led us to this very moment. A smile spread across his face and he turned his focus to me expressing how perfect the night was. And he was right it was, so perfect and I didn’t want it to end. I didn’t want to have to wait another month or more to see him. “Move in with me? Bring your things and I'll have Fritz arrange to get rid of my furniture, we can decorate new and make it ours. Please say yes?!”

Vincent:  *Blay’s question caught me off guard.  This was moving fast but I wanted this.  Was I ready for it? I don’t know, but I was willing to try and see if it could work.  I pulled myself up and leaned over him, whispering*

I would like that.

*And that sealed the evening as we kissed and finally got up to make our way back home.  The perfect ending to a perfect evening* #DateWithDestiny