1. Roki

    Private A Touch So Warm Time Stands Still

    He gets lifted up. Slammed against the wall of the hallway. Knuckles crash hard against the bone of his cheek. Whole world turns red as his head rocks back. Melon bump from the door smacks the back of the wall. Roki shakes it off, takes a knee to the gut. Coughs. Wiggles. "Yeah well," huffs...
  2. Roki

    Private A Touch So Warm Time Stands Still

    Red. Red. RED. RED! Eyes wide. Hand balled to fist. Breath filled up and spilled out. Hand loosed open. WHAM. Roki slapped Ketyl straight across the face. Red handprint there against his skin. Roki's palm stung. "I said shut your gods damned mouth up Ketyl."
  3. Roki

    Private A Touch So Warm Time Stands Still

    Roki's eyes bugged out. Shook his head. Sprang after Ketyl. "Hey!" he called out. Walked right up to him and grabbed him by the shoulder. Turned him about. "You can be mad all you want at me. Call me a dog, or a weasel, but you don't get to say that kind of stuff about Lou, or anyone else you're...
  4. Roki

    Private A Touch So Warm Time Stands Still

    There is a ringing in his ears. A fuzziness that fills his head. While something like a hammer, hits, hits, hits there at the back of his skull. He hears Lou call out to him. Feels her there beside him, sure and steady hands there to hold him up from his hurts. He works up to her, close. Was...
  5. Roki

    Private A Touch So Warm Time Stands Still

    The squeeze of her arms had him smile bigger than he already ha been. Eyes winked with the big cheeked grin he felt burning across the green of his face as all that breath between them swirled hot. He was already leaning back in, nose bumping against nose. Nudging up ridge, then the little...
  6. Roki

    Private A Touch So Warm Time Stands Still

    Dregs of breath steamed out from flared nose. Stars popping back into the darkness of his eyelids as his lashes winked open. Lips parted but still searching for those plump petals his whole mouth wanted to pluck back up and smoosh around. A smooch would make it dainty. His lips puckering with...
  7. Roki

    Private The Boar King

    Roki watched the woman walk away. Looked sly at Syr Castor. Big grin melting across his face like a pad of cold butter heating across a warming pan. "Only your ribs, M'syr?" Roki teased along. Nudge nudged at the man's side with his elbow. Only after giving two sharp jabs did he remember. The...
  8. Roki

    Private A Touch So Warm Time Stands Still

    His eyes went on looking. At how her lip quivered. At how her cheeks burned. Whole of him felt that little tug against the hem of his clothes. Funny how that worked. How such a little thing could get your hairs standing on end. Make each beat of the heart pump deeper. His elbow dropped against...
  9. Roki

    Private A Touch So Warm Time Stands Still

    In they went. First steps taken thoughtlessly. One two, buckle my shoe. Three four, through the door. "Oh, hey, look at that!" Roki said brightly. A few quick hop steps taking them over to the window where all you could see was a wall. He chuckles, still holding his share of the butter and...
  10. Roki

    Private A Touch So Warm Time Stands Still

    Roki's big eyes stare at her a long moment. Still as a pond, with no ducks in it. Not even a damsel fly there to buzz about the surface, rippling with the breeze. There is no breeze. He blinks. Smiles big. "Nah, I wasn't thinking much at all about Dunni, or the others," he confesses. Thumbing...
  11. Roki

    Open (Himbo)dy and Soul

    "Heheh," Roki snickered. Grin wide, and tusks pointed. His golden gaze squinting happy at all the festivities afoot. He spotted Syr Monroe, who still owed him a modeling session, but such a debt could wait, of course, for a time more, apropos. For now he would appear his sleeveless leotard, of...
  12. Roki

    Private A Touch So Warm Time Stands Still

    Roki had his eyes narrowed right back at Keytl. The sort of squinty flat lined stare that squeezed out all the scruples stashed there inside a person. "Yeah, we can go put it away," he agrees with Lou. Thumped the basket down on the bench with a thud that rattled the tankards, plates, and...
  13. Roki

    Private A Touch So Warm Time Stands Still

    It was all right there. Turning and fluttering inside of him. Side of his shoulder warm where it bumped with hers. Hands laden with the weight of the basket, and the bread, and the oils and butters. And damn how his lips tingled. Tusks ached. "Roki," The sound of his name from her tongue was...
  14. Roki

    Private The Boar King

    Somewhere in the kitchens, where pots steamed, and kettles whistled. Cooks called out the happenings to each other. Roki stared wide eyed at one man, scrambling some eggs. Face pinched tight as he worked the custardy ribbons and folds of golden goodness over in the black plane of a skillet...
  15. Roki

    Private A Touch So Warm Time Stands Still

    "I'm not sure... But I might be a selfish kisser." "What? No way!" he exclaimed like a balloon pop. Realized there had been too much in it. Brows scrunched, eased back. Some. "Sorry," he said all hushed. Went on listening. Nod, to let her know he was listening. Saw how their feet had stopped...
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