fandomhigh | LOCKED AGAINST EVERYONE BUT CAM

He grins at her and unstraps the harness. He's been watching her flying the whole time and wonders how he could not have noticed how gorgeous she looks when she's that concentrated on something. He gets up from the chair and grabs his bag, swinging it over one shoulder and raising an eyebrow at her.

"Bunk?" He prays he sounded as cool as he intended that to be, but chances are very likely his nerves got the best of him.

((Hmmm, will be logging off for an hour or so. Back later.))

((omg, you guys are adorable!!!))

((omg, aren't we?? So cute. Hee!))

((SPY!))

Beka about dies when she realizes he's actually asking if she wants to get closer. Like cuddle or something. She can feel her face turn about fifteen shades of red, and wonders why down and dirty sex never embarrassed, or delighted, her this much. Of course, if she thinks about it, she knows it's because it's Cam. "Sounds good," she says, and hopes the flutter in her stomach didn't make it into her voice.

((Is good. Gave me a chance to get some work done. Have lots more to do, alas. Will be a long night. Beka wants to know Cam's favorite color.*g*))

He's releaved when she doesn't laugh at him and motions towards the cargo hold. "Ladies first?" ~~And maybe when we sit down I will sound like less of an idiot.~~

((Err *goes for green* But for lingerie? Black yo.))

When she walks past him, she inhales deeply. ~~He smells SO good. Can't believe he wants to cuddle! I. Am. So. Lucky.~~ She brushes against him, just a little, enough to let him know that his affection is welcome. She smiles, and wishes she could figure out a sentence to use the word boyfriend in that would not be totally lame. "Thanks, Cam."

She waits by the bunk, though, knowing that if he has to climb over her to lie down or sit down or whatever he's going to do, it'll be awkward for both of them. "You first, in case the Maru needs me."

((Green. Noted. Lace or silk or cotton? Slinky or cute or what? I need to ask Crichton too, or you guys can find somewhere to chat about it that I can spy on so I can tell Aeryn's mun. OMG. The UST. The angst. HEE!))

He nods and dumps the bag to the side. For a moment he hesitates on what to do but then remembers that they're supposedly going to study so he sits down across the bunk, his back against the bulkhead. In the end, he decides it's not a bad choice after all as it means that she can pretty much decide where and how she wants to sit.

He looks up with a smile and cocks his head. "So you gonna join me?"

"Definitely."

Normally Beka would probably flop down on her stomach, but it might be a bit awkward. She decides the hell with it, and carefully arranges herself so that her head is near Cam's hand, but not near enough anything else to cause him alarm. She opens her Diplomacy text, but doesn't really read it. Being this close to Cam is a little intoxicating.

He smiles, as she lies down close to him and fishes a book out of his bag. It's only after reading the first sentence five times that he realises he's reading Maths and he still doesn't have a clue what exactly he's reading. His eyes keep straying back to where Beka is lying beside him and he reaches out, gently touching her hair while acting as if he's concentrating on his book.

((Btw, have you seen that he got advice from Vala?))

Beka turns her face toward Cam's hand, doesn't quite kiss it, but lets her lips brush against it before smiling, softly. "Hey, you."

((No? Where?))

He raises an eyebrow and looks down at her, looking amused. "Hey."

~~Damn. Just damn.~~ "What're you studying?"

*laughs and closes the book* "Something."

*melts* "Musta been real interesting." Closes her book, whatever it was.

*smiles and looks down as he catches a lock of her hair and plays with it* "Not interesting enough."

*swallows hard and wonders where he suddenly got so brave, but loves it* "Oh." *blushes and quickly looks at the cover of her book, then grins* "Wanna help me study Diplomacy?"

*doesn't feel brave at all as his hands are clamly and his heart is racing, but he's tired of being this nervous* "Sure."

*looks at him and just knows, knows, she has to touch him or she'll die* "Well, see, there are conditions that make diplomacy hard. Right? One of those is when the people involved in the situation...dontknoweachotherwellenough toknowhowtotalktoeachother."

*raises an eyebrow* The only way to remedy that is by asking questions and to get to know each other.

*blushes* Yeah. Or. Just spending time together because then you learn about each other.

*thinks* But asking questions is good. You have any?

Hrm. *leans his down a bit, putting weight on his elbow so they're closer and studies her face* I'm bad at asking questions. There's one...

*looks up at him a bit breathless* One...? *wets her lips subconsciously*

[OOC = the party is VERY much underway.]

*swallows, eyes darting to her lips and he can feel his head getting warmer* Yes... *leans closer but isn't sure if he'll find the words to ask*

((I know. I can't follow. I'm doing this and a rp somewhere else that has to finish and I thought it would have been wrapped up hours ago and it's still happening.))

*her face flushes, he's so close to her, the heat between them feels like the sun, laughs a little* Cam, you can ask me anything. Really.

((I can't either. I'm supposed to be working and it's threading so fast I'm dying. Ah well. I guess I'll be working while you're sleeping. Want to hold this while you wrap the other?))

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