[Closed] Video games, go!

[knight_2000]

Who: Kenzi (sawyourwolfjunk) and Kitt (knight_2000)
What: Video games
When: Right then and there
Where: Their room. 601
Rating: PG?

For some silly reason, Kenzi actually thought she might be able to best Kitt at video games. KITT! Former computer? It was going to be a bloodbath.

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[sawyourwolfjunk]

She took her time in the bath, waiting until it became tepid and the rest of the wine was gone before draining the tub and getting out. She left her clothes in a pile, snagging a towel to wrap around herself before coming out.

And there he was, playing the game. She snickered softly, padding over to her bed. "Having fun?"

[knight_2000]

"I'm having a very good time. I think I'm getting better at killing things." He said it with some pride, then frowned at himself, then shrugged and went back to said killing of things. If he noticed only the towel, he did a very good impression of pretending not to. He was grateful he'd remembered to leave a large towel in the bathroom for her to use.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

"Well, on your next pre-round, how about you take a break and come give me that footrub... slave."

She grinned, going over to her dresser and pulling out a pair of pj bottoms and a shirt. She slipped those on under the towel, then pulled the shirt on over top of it, tugging it off and letting it drop to the floor before jumping on her bed.

[knight_2000]

Oh, she was enjoying herself FAR too much. He hoped his pride could take it.

No underwear. Interesting. Not that it was his concern to notice such things. He sized her up, then very deliberately paused the game and put down the controller, then stood and walked over to her side of the room. To her bed.

"This counts as Day One, you know. Just so we're clear. And I've never done anything like this before, so let me know if I hurt you." So saying, he looked at her feet dubiously before sitting down so she could move her feet into his lap.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

She let out a dramatic sigh, lifting her feet to nestle in his lap. "If it must, it must. And I'll let you know. Just don't... like... dig in or anything at first. That's never good. Feet are tender and fragile."

Who wore underwear to bed, huh? WHO DID THAT? Underwear was for day wear, otherwise she'd be going through them like kleenex.

[knight_2000]

"I'll try to remember that."

Okay. Feet in his lap. He could do this. He couldn't remember ever having to research how to do a foot massage; such things generally weren't necessary in his line of work. But he could do this. He picked up one of her feet, and mindful of his hand, began to massage it, working the tension out of her muscles with tentative fingers.

He wore underwear to bed. Didn't everyone?

[sawyourwolfjunk]

No, Kitt. Everyone didn't. Duh.

Of course, any remarks to that effect would be lost when her eyes rolled back in her head and she relaxed back into the bed in a pile of goo. "God... I know what you're doing for two weeks."

[knight_2000]

He was sure normal people did.

"It's good then?" He sounded nervous. Hopeful? Relieved. If he was going to do something, he was going to do it right.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

"Mrfle." That was the response he was getting. And she was going to wriggle a little on the bed, letting out another small sound of oh-so-happy.

Nope.

[knight_2000]

"It's good then." Relief won out.

No one ever said she was normal.

He finished with her right foot, moving onto the left. He was getting the hang of this.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

Another sound, happy and content, as he switched feet. "Have I told you yet that I lurve you?"

[knight_2000]

He sort of liked those sounds. "Not lately."

[sawyourwolfjunk]

"Mmm. Well, you keep this up, and I'm gonna lurve you long time." Happy feet after all day in her boots was such a relief. That and the wine had made her a melty, goopy mess of a girl.

[knight_2000]

"Another thing for me to remember. Now I know how to make you happy. That's very important if we're going to be sharing a room." Perhaps it was time to broach a touchy subject. Slowly, carefully, with some embarrassment in his voice, he began.

"Speaking of sharing a room, if you ever need it be... empty, would you try to let me know ahead of time?"

[sawyourwolfjunk]

It took a moment for the implications of that to sink in, and when they did, she opened her eyes and propped herself up on her elbows. "Are you talking about needing privacy for some down and dirty times? Pff. Don't worry about that. I have no intention of hooking up with anyone here."

She flomped back down, getting comfy again. Then an uncomfortable thought chewed at her. "You're not going to need it empty, are you?" Why did that bother her?

[knight_2000]

He wasn't looking at her, was studiously not looking at her, keeping all of his attention focused on her feet. Human feet were fascinating, really. Remarkable pieces of bioengineering. He hadn't noticed that before. A touch here, a rub there, the muscles relaxing - amazing.

"I'm not worried about anything. It's none of my business. I simply thought that, maybe, if you met someone, we should have some sort of system in place so that you could warn me away so I don't do something to embarrass you." He could feel the blush creeping into his cheeks, warming his skin, before he looked up at her sharply.

"Me? No. Never." But he couldn't speak for her. Instead, he went on with the massage, concentrating on her feet again.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

"Are you blushing? Why are you blushing?" Her custom grin made itself at home, and she nudged his lap with her non-rubbed foot.

"Are you wanting to bring someone home or figure out all that human biological imperative stuff? Have you been having naughty thoughts, Kittikins?"

[knight_2000]

"Don't do that." He stopped the massage, gently pushing her feet out of his lap. He schooled his features into what he hoped was some semblance of disinterested neutrality before facing her again.

"I never said anything of the sort. I was merely thinking of you and your privacy." He should be getting back to his side of the room now.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

"Heeeeey," she pouted, giving him the lip and everything. "I wasn't done."

There was a bite of amusement that he was reacting so easily to her teasing, and she wondered if it was because he wasn't used to it or some alternate reasoning.

[knight_2000]

He was, but he only hesitated for a moment before picking her foot up and working on massaging it again.

"Good manners. Someone has to have them." He could tease and snap out witty sarcastic comments with the best of them. Neither of which seemed a good course of action.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

"You know, if you really want me to drift off and leave you alone, you should do my back."

Which was her way of asking him to do it without telling him to, since she was in an amazingly good mood.

[knight_2000]

"I never said that either." He thought he was being polite! Trying to show concern for her needs! He would never understand humans.

He tapped her foot, telling her to move it so she could roll over onto her stomach. Or sit up. It didn't really matter to him.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

"Mmm, I know. But you seem like an 'I need my broody space' kinda guy, so I could be nice and drift off and give it to you."

She rolled over on her stomach, hands coming up to pillow her head. And because she could, she wiggled her butt as she did.

[knight_2000]

"I was only trying to be courteous. A thoughtful roommate. Since you're stuck with me, I wanted to let you know that I wouldn't get in your way. I'm not brooding." He'd only go back and play more of the game if she fell asleep, anyway. He didn't feel like thinking, another possible first for him.

He couldn't help but notice that, but he ignored it as he tried to figure out the best way to approach this aspect of the massage.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

"That's sweet, Kitt, but I'm not going to be bringing home the football team to boff." She cracked an eye open and looked back at him. "Just jump on and rub, cowboy."