𝕃𝕚𝕞𝕚𝕥𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤 ℙ𝕠𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕒𝕝 | .🇨🇷🇮🇲🇸🇴🇳. 🇽 🇸🇾🇱🇻🇪🇷🇴🇳 [ɴꜱꜰᴡ]

[.Crimson.]

The quiet thrum of a starting engine quickly followed by the same mechanical beast revving to life in a split second. This was where Marise found herself in the midst of a well thought out escape plan, not that she was in imminent danger - on the contrary, she was doing this to gain even a small taste of freedom without someone else hot on her heels. Her plan was relatively simple despite being detailed out to the letter, requiring all of the pieces to fall perfectly into place to avoid arousing suspicion and alerting the three men currently inside of the hideout and likely oblivious to the young woman's disappearance. Light green optics flitting back and forth among the darkness that the forest provided, the only light being from the scattered trees around the area and so close to the hideout there were very few present to give her away. To go out alone as the afternoon gave way to evening was risky, especially due to the trek across the desert to get to the preferred cliff she tended to visit as a means of procuring much needed space.

'Just an hour or two, and I will be back before they are too upset with me..' Getting away with the venture was simply out of the question entirely, the males would soon sense the missing presence and after that the act of slipping back unnoticed went up in flames. Marise even decided to take the bike of the one who was most likely to go out and fetch her, having learned that this was a tactic before the made sure her adventure was not interrupted - the lecture and anger would be saved until the female returned back safe and sound. It was a tad bit difficult to maneuver such a huge machine, but due to prior training and lessons it was simple enough to grasp the concept of leaning into a turn to avoid disrupting the momentum at higher speeds. That, and she had yet to be provided with one of her own and usually was designated to one of three aptly named bitch seats when they would go anywhere.

She took to putting the bike into proper gear and sped off with a shower of dirt spraying behind her, freshly tilled and telling of the recent disturbance as the figure of both her and the sleek machine roared off into the distance. It was times like this the silver haired female was glad that her rather long hair was usually kept in a tight braiding along the left side while the right merely hung down to the right. Marise made sure to keep the right side behind her so that the wind would not end up flipping it back up and into her view, among the vast shades of sand and rocks that littered across the desert landscape the dark dot that she presented was rather easy to spot from far off. The trip to the cliff in question took roughly fifteen minutes at best, allowing her to set up the kickstand and lean back onto the bike and openly stare up at the scant amount of stars attempting to peak through the orange hued sunset.

It was quite peaceful and relaxing to get the chance to remain there among the oncoming stars and velvet sky that creeped up onto the oncoming horizon, time like this allowed her to think and reflect on the way her life had changed over the past year since being discovered inside of that laboratory. Marise usually remained quite tight lipped on what took place inside of those walls, mostly because after hearing some of the horror stories from the other three it made her upbringing look picturesque. Being raised like a normal girl all of those years while they were put through all manners of hell and physical torture - it was unthinkable and caused a feeling of guilt to well up within her breast. Not like any of them liked to speak about it, either. Most of the time they remained tight lipped or avoided the topic in general as if wishing to bury it altogether.

When the sun had all but settled in the sky, that was when she showed back up at the hideout and steeled herself for the reception that she was certain to receive upon arrival. Hands were gentle as she smoothed out any wrinkles that tried to form on her leather bodysuit, carefully parking the machine and swinging off of it to plant both boot clad feet onto the ground below. No sooner than the engine was turned off she swore up and down she heard footsteps, not even given a moments respite before receiving her lecture, no doubt.​

 

[Sylveron]

Three men stood within the confines of an old abandoned military outpost, each one currently unable to fathom where the fourth member of their party had wandered off to. It was becoming an often occurrence that she would take these small trips without any announcement of her withdrawal from the hideout. "We should be out there looking for her!" One with short and spikey hair yelled out, throwing an empty bottle across the garage area and shattering it against the wall. "Loz, calm down. While I agree we should be looking for her, we should give her time to come back. She's only been gone for an hour or two." One with near shoulder length hair and a calm demeanor answered as he sat silently atop a motorcycle, lounging with his legs crossed across the rear fender. "Kadaj is right, Loz. There isn't anything we can do. She didn't go very far, I can still sense her presence upon the life stream. I do however have issue with her sudden absenteeism and refusal to tell us when she is going out on her own." The last of the three said with cascading silver hair that ended just below his shoulders, his hands crossed over his stomach as he leaned against the doorway, silently awaiting the sound of the motorcycle currently missing from their garage.

"But... Yazoooo... what if she has and accident? What if she runs into some monsters? We should be out there!" Loz whined before a book from Kadaj's hand suddenly met with the side of his head, sending the man tumbling to the ground. "Will you just shut it. She's as strong as any of us, if not stronger. She'll be fine. You act like this is the first time she's wandered off on her own." Kadaj said evenly before watching Yazoo shake his head. "Both of you, be silent." He growled out before looking out at the setting sun, the small moment of silence interrupted by the sound of an approaching motor. "She's back." Yazoo announced before Loz quickly righted himself and Kadaj simply raised his head before the three went out to meet with the other member of their group. Loz was the first to approach her, his eyes scanning over her for any blemish or sign that she may have been in a scuffle, his movements quick and cartoonish as he seemingly transported from in front of her to behind her and then to her sides. "She's okay!" He announced before wrapping his arms around the smaller woman and pulling her up into an almost bone crushing hug.

"Loz, get a hold on yourself. You're going to bruise her ribs if you don't stop." Kadaj grumbled out before letting out a long sigh, he still couldn't fathom why one of his brothers was so much like a child. One was so cold and calculating, the other was the polar opposite, and he was quite literally the medium between them. "Marise, what have I told you about taking off unannounced? We cannot risk being discovered so soon. We already have taken risks by leaving the crater to find you. We're only lucky that ShinRa hasn't taken an interest in the crater due to their recovery efforts and rebuilding Midgar." Yazoo explained after walking from the shadow of the doorway, his eyes showing obvious displeasure that she had once again disappeared like a ghost. "Give it a break, Yazoo. We all know that the barrier we set up deep in the crater will hold at least another year or two and the Mako Cannon they used on Sephiroth's barrier can't reach it without taking half of the northern continent with it." Kadaj added in after thought before looking at Marise, a small grin playing across his lips as he did.

"That being said, vanishing like a fart in the wind is getting a bit annoying. You should tell at least one of us you are going out for a ride by yourself. I understand your want for solitude, but we should know where you are going in case of emergency. If you ever want some company though, do let me know. It would be much more fun than sitting here with the worry wart and stick in the mud." Kadaj added before turning and walking back inside the hideout after grabbing his book that he had thrown. "Hmph..." Was the only response from Yazoo as he himself moved back inside to go to his room, with her return he no longer needed to wait. "It isn't nice to make us worry like that, ya know?" Loz said as he put the petite woman down, his right hand moving to the back of his head and scratching just above the nape of his neck at his hair line. "I'm glad you're home!"

 

[.Crimson.]

As was per usual, the greeting of sorts started with a bone crushing hug that left the young woman bereft of the ability to even breathe. Her eyes widened a little as the muscles in her throat actively flexed, having to reach up and feel the pulse all but throbbing along the side of her neck as proof that the 'hug' was not enough to actively puncture a lung. Marise struggled not to sigh heavily at the notion of having to tell them each and every time she got a notion to venture outside. It was like they all treated her with kid's gloves, refusing to admit to the notion that she was close to an adult with the fact she was seventeen. She allowed a glance to be given between Kadaj and Yazoo, the two were usually the silent type and chose to lecture her behind closed doors along with any and all doting they saw fit to heave onto her. "Fine, I will at least mention the next time I go out." Relenting was easier than arguing with them, considering that all three were incredibly stubborn much like a mule.

She smiled at the way Loz was keen to stick behind in order to receive more affection out of her, out of the watchful eye of both his brothers. Marise leaned up onto the tips of her toes to place a gentle kiss against his forehead, barely able to make it happen before the strain of remaining outstretched became too much to bear. "Of course you are, unlike them you are just extremely lonely whenever I'm gone. Come on, let's go inside, I believe I have some food to fix that should lighten the mood." Marise casually strolled through the front door promptly followed by Loz, finding herself inside of the modest kitchen space that was fixed so that the female had somewhere to fix meals. Fingers were careful when wielding the knife, ensuring that there would be no injuries sustained while cutting the meat up and dumping it into a pan to fry it.

While Yazoo and herself could easily stand to eat rice and vegetables with little meat required, the other two men were absolute carnivores and audibly complained if none of it was present in a meal. So, while there was a side of rice and diced up vegetables being fried on one pan, the other was occupied by hunks of freshly butchered meat from a beast that had been killed perhaps a day or two prior. One of the exceptions to the rule of remaining out of sight was when food stores were low, one or two of them went out in search for meat to add to the storage. Generally, that ended up being Loz's preferred exercise as a means of letting off a bit of steam. He could easily move so fast that anyone could question if they had seen someone at all and the strength he possessed was easily double her own.

"Yaz, Daj, it's time for dinner!" Marise found her voice ringing out inside of the modest little home they had created, even if it was at best a temporary one until they could find better means down the line. She never had to call for Loz since usually he was a fan of hanging out inside of the room with her, leaning on a couch they had while chatting with her about what all took place that day with an exuberance that was refreshing. "You too, Loz. I even saved one of the biggest pieces for you." She winked in a coy manner, but did not allow either of the other two to witness the tiny gesture as they emerged from their respective rooms to partake in the food.

Needless to say, after about a full plate of rice, some peas and carrots and a sliver of the meat at the request of both Loz and Kadaj it found the female rather sleepy. It was not intentional, but the small female had somehow managed to fall asleep leaning up against Loz and apparently the man had taken this as an invitation to bring her back to his own room and when she managed to open her eyes about an hour later found that once again the big man absconded with her to use for cuddles. "Lozzz...we talked about this, haven't we? You know very well that if Kadaj or Yazoo found out that I let you do this." She attempted to lecture him, but only felt the way he hugged her tighter to his chest apparently still dead to the world. With the strength both his arms had around her torso, moving before the morning came was simply not an option.

 

[Sylveron]

Loz was more ecstatic than ever when he was given attention, his brothers were always so cold and distant. One always voiced his distaste and the other would simply glare at him and convey his disdain for his childish antics that way. It was different once they found Marise, she was always the one to comfort him and even seemed to enjoy his free-spirited attitude.
To anyone outside of their circle, they might liken him to a puppy with the way he followed her around and they wouldn't be wrong. When she was around he always felt the need to be close to her, as if he were a moth drawn in by the light of a bright and glowing flame. As soon as she made mention of food, Loz was instantly following only a few steps behind her.

He kept himself busy while she cooked, not wanting to get in her way and delay their meal even longer. Loz knew how to cook, so did Yazoo and Kadaj, but it didn't compare to how she did it. The taste was never the same, even if they used the same spices she used. It always came out different, either the spices were too over powering or too mute, or in some cases they wouldn't be used at all in the name of time and efficiency. One thing that they all knew however was that when Marise called for them to come to dinner, they all made their way to the table. It was an often occurrence early on that each of them were thoroughly scolded for allowing a meal to grow cold when she put forth the effort to make it.

After the meal, Yazoo and Kadaj both went their separate ways once again going to their rooms. One to read another book he had found in the laboratory of the old base and the other to silently contemplate their next move. It was left to Loz to deal with Marise, it was a common occurrence for her to nod off right after a meal if she had been out exploring on her own. So, he did as he usually would in the early hours of twilight and carted her in his arms to his own room. It was only ever innocent for him, he just wanted to be close to her and this was always the best opportunity to cuddle up against her like a big spoon to a little one. He held his arms around her waist and took a deep breath before letting out a sigh of contentment before falling asleep.

Loz was sleeping so well when he felt her squirming in his arms, just making his grip that much tighter he tried to suppress the amused smile when she whined about him doing this again. "But... Sis is so warm and comfy. You sleep good when we cuddle like this." He whined in answer though a low and sleepy voice, his hips shimmying forward to curl further into her. He wasn't even aware that he was experiencing a form of morning wood as he did so. "It's not like they care, they both know you occasionally sleep in here with me. They just said that I should be careful, not sure why they said that." He added as his arms moved up from her stomach and squished her in a hug around her chest.

"I'm no danger to you or you to me, why would I need to be careful? Is there something wrong with cuddling?" He asked innocently as he rested his head atop hers, his nose gently breathing hot puffs of air against her scalp. He was truly oblivious to what they meant, after all he was in some ways an aspect of innocence and purity among the three, whether it be pure in the sense of innocence or power. He couldn't understand what Kadaj had meant by that statement, he just knew it was something that was somewhat serious because even Yazoo had agreed. Either way, Loz had just chocked it up to jealousy, that he was the one who got to be so close to her. Maybe they were afraid he was becoming her favorite... yeah, that was it.

 

[.Crimson.]

Marise struggled to come up with a proper excuse as to just why this form of cuddling could be deemed as dangerous, but when it came to Loz explaining it outright and in point blank terms never worked. If the words were either too big or complicated to pronounce, his brain would end up faltering in the middle of the explanation and it led to immediate frustration. Her eyes were narrowed in obvious annoyance, but not so much at Loz in particular as the situation at hand. "It is not the cuddling that is wrong, Loz - I have even tried to explain this to you before. But as soon as I start trying to bring hormones into the equation you tend to space out." She teased gently, reaching up with the one hand she had free from his grip to run across his jawline reverently. "Let's try a simpler explanation, no doubt you are able to feel what is happening with you down below, yes?" Her gaze wandering at first to his face before flitting down as if clearly indicating the area she spoke of.

"Both men and women have...simplest way to tell you is there are smells that come off of them naturally. " Marise started off, tone turning from grumpy to a more at ease one since generally when the task of explaining something to Loz came up it was her that usually dealt with it. Her explanations were a lot less blunt, and something about the gentle parenting if it came from a female had the desired effect and did not trigger the testosterone inside of his body like it did when Kadaj or Yazoo merely yelled at him and exacerbated the problem. "It tends to be something that smells good to certain people, like whenever you compliment the way my hair smells after I have washed it. Your body reacts to that and in turn sends a signal to your brain, and for males it leads to what you are experiencing there."

Her mind debated on trying to explain the means of attraction and added variables that could exacerbate things, but at the moment the contents of her brain were much too fuzzy to deal with it properly. Marise sighed gently, "Men experience that, and women are a bit different. Where you get hard like that, a woman will become wet and provide lubricant for actual sex." She blinked after using that particular word in front of Loz, wondering if he even began to understand what she was referring to. "Have...either of the other two even tried to explain sex to you before?" Her voice was quiet, as if somewhat afraid to use such terms when there were two other sets of ears around that might be keen to hone in on the conversation. "Something tells me with the way you're acting, they haven't had that talk with you at all and are avoiding it." That sounded on par, to pretend the problem did not exist and hope that someone or something else took away their responsibility.

"Look, if they have not told you anything about it - I am willing to try and do it in their stead. But, we are not able to when they are here and you are by no means allowed to tell them about any of it!" She sound herself hissing out, unaware that her nerves had gotten the better of her until she noted the way Loz actively flinched. "It's not your fault, I did not mean to become so cross with you, I apologize." Ugh, trying to be mad at the massive teddy bear was nigh impossible, especially for Marise who happened to adore his sentimental side. "Look, it's already late we'll just go back to sleep and I'll try to explain a bit more tomorrow - I think they are both going to scout out a potential area and will be away for a couple days. We will have time to try and start this then." Marise took to snuggling back into the embrace, not wanting to admit that Loz was absolutely right about how much better she slept when her body was right next to him. It was like the loneliness melted away and the nightmares were not able to get to her when either of the three were present.

 

[Sylveron]

As Marise explained it for the umpteenth time, Loz simply tilted his head to the side with eyes that appeared as though he was staring off into the abyss. The whole explanation had went over his head until he heard her voice raise, to which he flinched and rapidly nodded his head to the affirmative. "I get it, don't tell the others. Just between us." Loz parroted as he squirmed a little uncomfortably due to how upset she had seemed for a moment. That apprehension though melted away as soon as he felt her snuggle back against him, his arms simply circling her waist once more as he closed his eyes and nuzzled his nose into the top of her head. Something about her calmed him, he didn't know how or why, but her being close to him made it easier to handle his own impulsive nature.

The following morning Yazoo and Kadaj had made their way to the kitchen and began putting away provisions to bring along. They would be gone for a few days at the least and even though the two were proficient scavengers, it always helped to have basic necessities. "Kadaj, go wake Loz and Marise. Don't bother going to her room, Loz took her to play the part of the childish teddy bear again." Yazoo stated as Kadaj mockingly saluted his brother. "Got it, boss." Kadaj responded sarcastically before making his way out of the kitchen and upstairs to Loz's room. As he opened the door, a frown fell across his lips for a few moments until he caught and fixed the error. 'Lucky bastard.' Kadaj thought as he made his way over to the bed and tapping on Loz's arm.

"Time to wake-" Kadaj didn't even get to finish his statement as Loz's fist shot out lightning fast, catching him unaware and sending him slamming into the wall. "Whosa... What? Oh, Hey Daj, when did you get here?" Loz asked as he yawned lazily before gently extracting himself from Marise. "I just came in... We really need to work on your awareness big guy. Anyone else and I'd have been a pancake." Kadaj answered as he held a hand over his chest, his eyes wide as if his life had flashed before them. "Heh, sorry about that. What's for breakfast?" Loz was a simple creature, feed him and give him a few nice words and he would be happy all day long. "I'll whip us up some pancakes. Now, come on you two snuggle bunnies. Don't make Yaz cranky, I'm the one that will have to deal with it."

Kadaj left the room then and went about his way back to the kitchen to make good on his offer, leaving Loz there to gently stroke his fingers through Marise's hair and wake her. "Time to wake up, sis. Breakfast is getting started and you know how Yaz gets if we're late seeing them off. No doubt he'd lecture us again." Loz added softly, he knew that if he wasn't gentle and quiet that he would likely end up on the receiving end of something similar to what happened to Kadaj, if not worse. Especially if she was having one of her nightmares, they often triggered a rather nasty fight response when woken up with a start, something he had experienced once before not long after they discovered her.

 

[.Crimson.]

'Test subject.....0..0...2. Su..ccess.' Marise fitfully took to scrambling along the bed and covers were tangled up inside of both legs, at first clearly unable to hear anything Loz was saying to her as she was deeply embedded in the vivid dream. It was somehow always the same one that tended to resurface every couple of weeks, able to recall the feel of being surrounded on all sides by bubbling liquid and all sorts of tubes fixed to keep her alive and stable. When she got a bit older, the female was adopted out to have a regular childhood but until she was around five or six years old, she had been at the mercy of Hojo all the same. It was to ensure that the experiment did not destabilize and become erratic, making the silver haired child into a disappointment that would become scrapped so as not to let her become a viable threat like her older twin.

Everything went smoothly until Loz had touched her hair and that simple gesture was just enough to trigger a fight response deep in her stomach, actively shooting up in the bed and whirling back with a tight fist until it shot forward and clocked Loz along the left side of his jaw with a sickening crunch sound that reverberated inside of the room. Previously violent and fearful eyes slowly came back to their senses, and she was left to cover her mouth and immediately shoot off of the bed and lean down to assess the injury. "Oh god, not again! I am so sorry, Lozzie!" She exclaimed frantically, even going to the point of placing a placating kiss along the opposite jaw to try and allow him a chance to focus on something else. To see him actively cry almost brought the young woman to tears herself, knowing that it was usually him that was left on the opposing end of her wicked hook.

Marise carefully walked down the hallway and into the kitchen area, closely followed by the older male who was sulking and holding that side of his face as it swelled a bit and clearly took on an angry reddened hue. "I'll get some ice." She whispered gently, leading Loz toward the chair before going over and grabbing onto a pack that would be able to soothe the swelling. Her features were softened as she allowed him to lean against her shoulder, placing the pack there so Loz would be able to get both skin to skin touch and the ice all at once. The wound was not severe enough to require anything more, and since the other two would be leaving it allowed her a chance to dote on him without them sulking as well. "Here, let me cut it for you." Marise held a bleeding heart for Loz, that much was clearly apparent as she took the newly plated pancakes and cut them into proper chunks so that his aching jaw would not have to work so hard to chew.

She sighed wistfully as that act alone made it so that the female had to do the same for the other two, who were relatively pleased when Marise did so without grievance or question. It was typical for there to be a sort of jealousy between them, especially when it came to affections or acts that could be deemed as favoritism by her personally. "There, everyone got the same thing. Now I can finally cut up my own and eat." Marise groused in a sarcastic manner, able to stuff about two bites into her mouth and chewing it thoughtfully before noting the glances being given in her direction. "I had a nightmare again and managed to knock him onto his ass, so I feel bad about it." Marise mumbled and looked toward Loz, who for the most part was gleefully eating his breakfast and did not seem to mind the pain anymore or was able to block it out now.

 

[Sylveron]

There were few things that actively frightened Loz, and one of those was waking Marise. It was the exact reason as to why he was currently lying in a heap in the corner of the room, it was her nightmares and how she would often violently awaken out of them. Loz winced as she checked him over, a few stray tears from the pain alone dropping down his cheeks. Whoever said a girl couldn't hit hard had never met Marise; Loz was certain of that. It wasn't until the pair had reached the kitchen that Loz found some relief other than gentle caresses and frantic apologies, an ice pack and a shoulder to lean on was more than enough to stop the tears and make a contented smile creep across his lips. He was of course milking the situation, and to that effect his brothers knew it all too well. He may have acted like such a softie around Marise, but in all honesty he was probably the toughest of them all in regards to physical resilience.

Yazoo and Kadaj looked on somewhat bewildered at how easily Loz manipulated Marise, though they couldn't deny that his methods were damn well effective. Yazoo couldn't quite understand how it worked, while Kadaj simply left it up to a natural mothering response somewhere within Marise's mind. Yazoo could honestly care less as long as it didn't compromise their mission, one which all three of the brothers had received from the memetic legacy of Sephiroth. They were to find the remnants of Jenova, guard it and await Sephiroth's return. They knew where her remains were, as well as those of Sephiroth. The problem was gaining access to them, the life stream was volatile and still controlled the depths of the crater as the world attempted to heal itself. It was when they were near to those remains that they had felt her presence and were drawn to it. It would take time for the wound of the crater to heal, time which they would gladly use to gather intel until the stream receded back into the world itself.

As Yazoo and Kadaj watched on, they hadn't realized just how obvious their stares were until she went around and cut up their food as well. Yazoo simply started eating, while Kadaj witty as ever made a quick wit response to her actions of "Thanks, Mom!" before starting to eat his fill, the next few days he would be lucky if it was anything other than ration bars and bitter potions. At the mentions of her nightmares and what happened to Loz, Kadaj actively laughed at the situation before Yazoo fixed him with a stern gaze.

"This isn't funny, Kadaj. Once we return from our trip, I think we should plan our next step. Perhaps we should visit the old ShinRa Mansion near Mt. Nibel and see if there are any remaining notes from that scientist? Hojo is dead, so revenge is off the table. We might be able to find something that will help find you some sort of peace and alleviate you of your night terrors." Yazoo mentioned as he looked away from Kadaj and fixed his viper-like eyes on Marise. "The last thing we need is for us to go into battle and have you freeze up because of some past trauma." Yazoo added as he said his peace and returned to his meal.

"It's worth a shot. I'm getting tired of this place anyway, being so close to the desert sucks. There isn't much worth hunting here and I'm getting tired of Cockatrice, it's so tough and stringy." Loz whined as he bit into a piece of said creature that Kadaj had cooked, his jaw already hurt from Marise's right hook and now he was forced to try and chew what he thought was something akin to leather. "I can only do so much, about the only thing that stuff is good for is a long cooked stew and it isn't like we can just go to Corel or the Golden Saucer and buy supplies. Too many company men and spies. We had enough fun getting away from the Turks." Kadaj muttered as he stabbed at his food with his fork and shoveled it into his mouth.

After the meal was done, Kadaj and Yazoo headed out, both taking a motorcycle and heading out into the wilderness. They were going to scout ahead, they needed to pass by Cosmo Canyon in order to make their way to Mt. Nibel. This meant they not only had to worry about ShinRa troops, but also the guardian of Cosmo Canyon, Nanaki, otherwise known as experiment Red XIII. Loz had closed the garage doors once his brothers had left, his hand still idly rubbing against his jaw as he looked at Marise. "So... Now that they are gone... do you want to play a game or something?" He asked as he scratched the back of his head, not wanting to seem overly eager to explore what they had talked about the night before.

Instead, Loz went into the living quarters and settled on the couch before producing a board game much like scrabble where the objective is to use tiles to create words, the longer the words the more points you would earn. Loz knew he wasn't very good at the game, but he knew that Marise often enjoyed playing the game with Kadaj or even Yazoo when he would see fit to play a match or two to amuse her. "Come on, let's have some fun while my jaw stops stinging!"

 

[.Crimson.]

Marise could still actively feel the sting that lingered behind as the words from Yazoo still played through her mind over and over, the notion that her trauma might be the cause for one or more of them to end up injured or even dead all because her mind became the enemy. She felt a distinct cold seep through her chest, only being dragged out of the sensation by the vocals that came from Loz as if he was oblivious to her inner turmoil scratching incessantly trying to get out. She smiled gently at the suggestion of playing a game to ease the tension in the air, not that she could not sense his eagerness to pick up on the conversation from the night before but that would be best saved for a bit later. She wanted to make sure that the other two were out of the immediate vicinity so that Yazoo could not actively pick up on what was happening through the link, already embarrassed enough that the suggestion to explore it was her own and that Loz obviously did not know what that even meant.

Things would most certainly develop quickly as the bond between the two only deepened, not like she could actively lie and say that Loz did not already receive quite a lot of her babying instincts more than Yazoo or Kadaj. Most of that was because they were not too keen on expressing emotions so openly, even when it was only between the four of them with no prying eyes. Her body shifted down onto the floor, questioning a little why he chose this particular game and not another one since the act of losing always tended to be a sour subject for him. Marise actually had a bad habit of helping him when it came to games between him and his brothers, much to their chagrin but to pit his intellect against their own was hardly fair in the first place. "Alright, we can play a game of it since you want to." Fingers were delicate as she picked up some of the letter tiles and arranged them properly so that they were alphabetical and organized, gesturing for Loz to start so that he at least had the chance to get some points early on in the game.

Not that it mattered in the end, because not even ten minutes passed and the board in front of them was littered with multisyllabic words and most of them Loz could not even pronounce verbally let alone know what they meant in context. It did not really matter so much to her though, part of why she adored him so much was that innocent charm anyway. Her gaze was gentle as the last few tiles were arranged nearly on the board, signaling the end of the game since she went through all of them and the score was a staggering three hundred to around seventy. Marise felt a little guilty for actively allowing him the chance to play, but it was worth it to see him so engaged and bubbly instead of scowling and pouting. "You did so good this time, Loz. I am impressed with you, truly." She praised him readily, noting that when her hand reached out to brush against his shoulder the muscles underneath appeared to shiver on contact.

"Interesting...I did not know you had such a reaction to my touch before." Marise now looked at him like a puzzle, one that she desperately wanted to be able to master and solve. She felt a little embarrassed now, knowing that to try and get him to understand the changes in his body and the reactions that were caused required a more hands on approach. The thing was, if he did not welcome the advances then the two would be in for an interesting evening. "We are going to try something different this time, instead of me trying to tell you about what is going on I thought it might be more beneficial if I showed you." Her gaze gestured to her left hand that reached up and began to gingerly caress the bits of muscle and bare skin that was on display so readily, noting each time that Loz would shift in his seat or shudder and breath deeply like he had been electrocuted.

"How does this feel to you, brother?" Head was tilted to the side as that same insistent hand now actively went to the crotch of his pants and allowed the heel of her palm to press down against the mild bulge there, even through the leather it was obvious that Loz was rather huge even without the need to see him in the flesh. "This...is what men and women do with each other when they're alone and have lustful inclinations to each other. It is called foreplay, a warm up act of sorts that takes place before actual sex." Marise was blunt in her words but uttered them in such a melodic tone that it sounded sweeter than honey, effectively able to trap Loz in a spun web of honeyed words and aching for both her touch and the explanation behind each and every single one. "Shall I continue, or do you wish for me to stop?"

 

[Sylveron]

Loz had really been enjoying the game they were playing, even though he wasn't really the best at it. There had been a few times where he hadn't even gotten much of a score at all thanks to Kadaj being a bit of a bookworm. Then there was Yazoo who would at most times would call the game a waste of time. It felt nice not having to do anything other than spend time with Marise. Though, something about it was different now, what the difference was he didn't have a clue but when he felt her touch his skin, his whole body shivered. He was looking at her akin to a deer in the headlights when she mentioned that he hadn't had such a reaction to her before. That wasn't exactly true, there had been times when they were cuddling that he had felt her breath against his neck or her arm curling around his waist that it felt like his skin was crawling; but he had never told her as he didn't believe it to be important.

Loz couldn't understand what was happening to him, each ginger touch and gentle caress of his skin felt something deep within himself react. He felt heat pooling around his midsection and creeping lower, his chest rising and falling abruptly and his heart felt as if he had just ran a full marathon. He watched her left hand move, the pounding in his chest harder and harder, he could hear his heartbeat thrumming within his ears as her palm moved down, touching him in an area that had never been touched by anyone but himself before. Her voice was so motherly, so matter of fact, but so gentle. Before he could even respond to her question, he let out a low groaning sigh followed by a sharp intake of breath, the heat of the moment far too much for him as that bulge beneath her palm quaked violently, throbbing and twitching as Loz's head and torso slumped.

"Mmmngh... Don't want to stop. Just... just give me a couple of minutes... Something happened... it felt so good, Sis. But, everything is so fuzzy right now..." Loz explained between light pants for breath, his hips lightly bucking that bulge against her palm for a few moments until he finally calmed and regained control. Loz rolled his neck before a few audible pops rang out, his body finally relaxing after a few minutes. He could feel something warm and wet within the confines of the lower portion of his body suit, but judging by the look on her face, that was normal even if he had seen a look of shock on her face only moments prior when he had nearly convulsed against her palm.

"So... they touch each other and make each other feel good, Sis?" Loz asked before tentatively reaching over with his right hand and placing it flat against her chest. He closed his eyes as he lightly feathered his fingers over her breasts covered by her body suit, his fingers kneading ever so gently as if afraid of hurting her. He could feel something different at the peaks of those mounds, his index finger slowly circling that point on her left breast before moving to the right and doing the same. As he opened his eyes, he couldn't help but be drawn to how red her cheeks had become. Loz almost retracted his hand before becoming bold, his hand trailing down her stomach before dropping between her thighs as he rubbed the pad of his palm over that area. He noticed she was physically different there, hsi fingers slipping down further and just feeling along the slight crevice at the center back and forth slowly. "So different... so smooth..."

 

[.Crimson.]

Though she did initially expect him to be hesitant if not shy about physical contact, the way he almost immediately achieved orgasm was not something that Marise expected and it clearly showed in the shock on her face. Surely he had at least gotten past the point of kissing when it came to a woman, but clearly that did not seem to be the case and it only added even more to her hands on approach of lessons to provide benefit. Her gaze softened considerably as she could feel the way Loz pressed the flat of his right hand to her chest, even through the body suit goosebumps were able to form due to the pressure of the caress. 'He has base instincts down at least, just a bit of personal refinement' She mused to herself, but halted when that same hand became emboldened and slipped between her thighs. "Hmm, yes I am different from you when it comes to what is down there."

Marise smirked in return, thinking of a proper way to display this to him without a need for useless words. She allowed him the chance to feel over the material and gasped out loud when his fingers became insistent enough that it caused the touch to push it even deeper into the folds beneath and felt like a veritable tease. Ah, so he wanted to play that way instead. Her gaze ended up pinning Loz to the couch as she maneuvered out of his grasp, carefully unzipping the back of the suit that nestled underneath her braided hair and biting back the urge to laugh at the gaping notion he made when the material started to fall off of her chest and reveal both pale breasts in all their glory. Both were topped off with blush pink nipples that were by now crowned and begging for attention.

"See? Even here is much different than what you have, isn't it?" She mused with with a smile, continuing to pull the body suit down over both hips and revealing each new stretch of pallid skin with aching slowness that was torture for both parties involved. Marise stood back up fully after removing the rest of it by stepping out of it with both legs, leaving her entirely bared to Loz and his gaze. She even went about spreading her thighs apart so that he got the chance to see the glistening folds a bit closer than usual, even allowing the hand that had not really went too far away the entire time to graze along the soaked skin and explore. "This...is what a woman feels like, especially when she is aroused." Even now, the female had not wavered from teaching him the ins and the outs of things. It just took using her own body as a learning tool to accomplish that and keep his attention.

"Now, there are multiple ways that lovers can pleasure each other, fingers, mouths, even some toys can be useful on occasion." Marise continued before pulling away from Loz and his hand, indicating to his own suit and that she now wanted the garment to be taken off in turn. "Your turn, dear Brother. I showed you mine, now you get to show me yours." Her gaze was indifferent but inside the truth was she desperately wished to see what kind of body Loz held under that suit, more importantly if the package was something that she would want to use quite often when the two were given time alone.

 

[Sylveron]

Loz was still having a hard time getting his bearings, he felt heat throughout his body, that heat building to a higher level as he watched Marise unzip and strip off her body suit. His jaw was unhinged as he watched her, deep breaths being taken through his open mouth more akin to panting than anything else. "So... much... different." Loz managed to stutter out as he leaned back against the couch, his eyes drinking in as each and every inch of her skin was exposed. He hadn't even noticed that his jaw had lifted, teeth biting on his lower lip as she brought his hand to rest just between her hips, his fingertips dragging along her wetness uninhibited by the cloth from before. He couldn't help the whimper that left his lips as she pulled away from him, the way she spoke made his muscular torso clench tight. The muscles in his arms flexed heavily as he pushed himself up and stood in front of her, his head turning to the side as a blush crept to his cheeks.

"Are you sure this is okay? I'm not sure why, but I feel embarrassed..." Loz meekly muttered before reaching up and unclasping a cinching belt at the nape of his neck, exposing the rear zipper before lowering it a little. "As long as you say it's okay..." Loz added before pushing his arms forward, the zipper rapidly careening down his back before coming to a stop just above the small of his back. Loz then curled his neck side to side, audible pops ringing out as he once again bit his lip, trying to fight through the embarrassment as he reached up to his shoulders and began peeling away the skin tight body suit from his frame. As the most physical fighter of the group, Loz had a very muscular physique; his chest was chiseled as were his abs, broad and muscular shoulders at the top and toned, well defined thighs at the bottom. As he slowly brought the groin area of the suit down, a trail of white streaked from the tip of his cock from the fabric, around seven inches in length with the veins bulging and already showing signs of renewed vigor.

Loz bent forward as he dropped the rest of the suit past his ankles and stepped out of it, fighting an urge to just cover his length with his hands as he was so exposed in front of her. He took a deep breath before sitting down next to Marise, his arms moving quickly as he turned toward her and pulled her closer and buried his face beneath her breasts. "Why do I feel so embarrassed, Sis? Is this normal too? Also... what is this stuff?" Loz asked as he reached down and cleaned the thick white fluid from his length with his right hand, lifting it up to look at it for a moment. He had never experienced that feeling from before, nor had he ever seen something other than when he needed to relieve fluids come out of it. This was all so strange and new.

Loz reached to the side to grab a tissue before cleaning off his hand and throwing it in the nearby trash bin, his head still trying to process just what was going on before he moved his right hand back between her thighs after cleaning it, his fingertip slipping up and down over the slick and wet surface of her folds. There were so many different textures, soft and slick, warm and wet, then there was one area that was rather hard to the touch and firm. It was small and circular, his middle finger ground against it for a moment until he heard a noise leave her lips so loudly that it surprised him, his arm quickly pulling back as his eyes opened wide. "Are you okay? I didn't do something bad did I?"