In the Heat of Passion

[18:37] A'denla Kad (unlivedphalanx.mcmahon) once again made his way to Nicci's apartment at a similiar time as yesterday. he carried with him several tools for which to modify her helmet as she said she wanted it. He didn't bring anything too complex as she seemed to only want aesthetic changes. On top of that he also brought yet another gift; a scattershot rifle exactly the same make and model as his. Once at her door, he gave a hard knock.

[18:44] Nicci Sularen had been busy punching and kicking the bag as hard as she could for the better part of 2 hours, and was now covered head to toe in a layer of sweat.  She released an exasperated sigh as she heard the door knocking, only barely heard since the doors were made for chiming and not knocking since they were thick metal.  She took her comm from the workbench next to the bag and tuned the signal to the door panel. "It's open!" would be heard from the speaker on the other side, welcoming whomever was there to go ahead and enter. [18:49] A'denla Kad (unlivedphalanx.mcmahon) would have the door slide upon, revealing the Mandalore bearing over his shoulder a strap laced with various tools, and in both his hands the weapon-gift, which was held in front of him so she could see it plainly, "Su'cuy, ner verd." He said in a stern greeting, "Ni jorir dinui di'gar." he said, though at the sight of her his heart almost skipped a beat; being covered in sweat like that, working on her brute strength, it was certainly something that the typical Mandalorian man was attracted to much more so than beauty. though he didn't outwardly show his attraction. . [19:09] Nicci Sularen stopped punching the bag when he walked in, obviously insanely out of breath.  She began her cool-down exercises from her workout, lifting her leg high in the air, placing her hand at her ankle and pressing her foot over her head.  "It is late, was beginning to think you had forgotten about me, Mand'alor," she panted.  "I know you are busy.  I hope it isn't too much an inconvenience for you to come now.  I do appreciate anything you can do for my helmet." she raised a brow when he mentioned gift, placing her foot back on the floor. "A dinui?" she asked.  "Why for?" [19:17] A'denla Kad (unlivedphalanx.mcmahon) pauses for a moment to watch her stretching exercise, and when she placed her leg down was when he shook his head, as if snapping out of something, "E-elek." he said in response. He would take some steps closer to her and hold the holstered weapon out for her, "I felt generous today. I know how much you like getting into the thick of it.. This weapon will only make it so you do." he said with a slight nod, waiting for her to take it, "As for this.. it isn't a bother. I'm not above helping my own warriors grow efficient." His armor was -still- in a gruesome manner, and even though he had taken a shower the previous night with his wife, his armor consistently being as it was didn't do much to help him stay clean, and the active day he had spent adressing matters across the city had assured that he'd be needing a bath at the end of it. [19:22] Nicci Sularen's eyes grew wider as he handed her the weapon.  She took it from him, pulling it from its holster and looking over it carefully.  Upon its inspection she carefully replaced the blaster back into its holster, and looked up at him, an expression of both joy and gratitude, "I don't know what to say.  This is wonderful. Vor entye, Mand'alor." she replied, holding it to her chest.  Her eyes fell on his armor, remembering him saying yesterday he refused to bath if he did not clean it, "Armor still dirty?" she smirked.  She set the weapon gently down o nthe work bench, then proceeded to repeat the exercise but with her other leg, holding it in place with her foot over her head. [19:26] A'denla Kad (unlivedphalanx.mcmahon) nods, "I haven't had time to wash it." he responded, turning immediately toward her work bench where he saw various pieces of armor and her own buy'ce laying there. he brought himself to sit down on the conveniently placed chair, still in full armor, except bhe brought his hands over to his helmet and pried it off. He then set the various tools down on the bench, cracking the knuckles on his organic hand right after, "Alright, let's see what we can do with this.." he said, mostly to himself. [19:33] Nicci Sularen smiled as he sat down, walking over to the bench.  She pointed at the two helmets she had set out, "My mother and father's," she said solemnly. "Before they died anyway.  I retrieved them from Dxun after I escaped.  The ruins of our outpost were still there, despite being overgrown with jungle.  I thought it might be nice if their armor could merge with mine a bit somehow, so I could always keep them with me," she said, though more to herself than him.  She wasn't the sentimental type, but her parents were a softspot for her.  They were the only thing that kept her sane in her years of capture, thoughts of them anyways.  She leaned over the workbench, picking up her new weapon and prying it apart to clean it. [19:42] Nicci Sularen smiled as he sat down, walking over to the bench.  She pointed at the two helmets she had set out, "My mother and father's," she said solemnly. "Before they died anyway.  I retrieved them from Dxun after I escaped.  The ruins of our outpost were still there, despite being overgrown with jungle.  I thought it might be nice if their armor could merge with mine a bit somehow, so I could always keep them with me," she said, though more to herself than him.  She wasn't the sentimental type, but her parents were a softspot for her.  They were the only thing that kept her sane in her years of capture, thoughts of them anyways.  She leaned over the workbench, picking up her new weapon and prying it apart to clean it. [19:51] A'denla Kad (unlivedphalanx.mcmahon) had some goggles which he slipped over his head. He was planning on making the helmet more along the lines of a regular Mandalorian Infantry helmet, this included thicker trims along the visor and a rangefinder. he looked to her and offered her a confirming nod, showing he had been paying attention to every word. He would take one of her parents' helmet in his hands, and begin working on removing the visor's trims. [19:56] Nicci Sularen continued cleaning the weapon, her hair already bound up from her workout so there was no need to fuss with it to get it out of the way.  Just looking at the way she cleaned her weapon, one could tell they were the most important things in the galaxy to her, as she did not miss a single nook or cranny, carefully taking each piece apart and cleaning it thoroughly.  Even if the weapon was bought new, she would never trust a weapon she had not cleaned herself.  She glanced up every once in a while to watch him work, find it a rather calming experience to work beside him at the workbench. [20:01] A'denla Kad (unlivedphalanx.mcmahon) would seem oblvious all that she was doing, fully focused on his work. he had managed to separate the trims of one of the helmets and pryed it off, putting the tool down and placing the first trim over the visor of Nicci's helmet, bringing another tool which he used to mark areas that needed to be shortened, nipped off and the like to fit her helmet more naturally. Once he did this, he took a sort of laser cutting tool, very much hoping the material wasn't beskar, or he'd have a very tough time cutting into it. [20:11] Nicci Sularen finished cleaning the entire weapon, and put it back together,which was a lot harder to do than it was to take apart.  She kept glancing over at his owrk, it was her helmet afterall.  Her father's helmet was indeed made of beskar, but her mother's was mostly durasteel.  When she finished putting the blaster back together finally she holstered it in the leather casing, and set it gently to one side of the workbench, now focusing her attention entirely on him and what he was doing to her helmet. [21:35] A'denla Kad (unlivedphalanx.mcmahon) had finally, at long last completed the helmet that Nicci had asked for him to work on. it had taken a decent amount of time to acomplish, and the Mandalore's face now has a glistening layer of sweat over it. He leaned back, letting out a sigh and setting the tool down, "Done." he finally spoke. [21:41] Nicci Sularen had been watching him the whole time, almost biting her nails in anticipation as she saw what he was doing.  When he declared himself done she snatched up the helmet immediately and looked it over, her eyes wide open as she examined its surface, "This is the most amazing thing I have ever seen," she whispered, very much in awe but doing her best not to sound like a child in a candy store. "Ori'vor'e! [21:45] A'denla Kad (unlivedphalanx.mcmahon) chuckled, very much glad to hear her approval. he was a little nervous, putting much effort into it for her to have said it wasn't to her liking. "No worries, vod." He said, planting both hands on the work bench and using them to raise himself from the chair, arching his back and stretching out, letting out a loud, relieved groan as he did it. [21:48] Nicci Sularen seemed unable to stop staring at it as she turned it over in her hands.  Finally, she carefully set it down on the bench, and even still stared at it a few moments before she turned her gaze to him.  She opened her mouth almost to invite him to stay for a shower, but she had been rejected last night, which had not bode so well for her in her dreams that night.  She still had bags under her eyes from the sleep those nightmares deprived her of.  So she did not invite him to stay, but she did not tell him to go either, leaving it open. "It is so late now.  I am sure you are very weary from all your work," she said. [21:55] A'denla Kad (unlivedphalanx.mcmahon) had finally stopped stretching, looking back over toward her and her observation as to how late it was. it was true, and he didn't take a shower today. He gave her a nod, and his gaze moved very obviously toward the shower, looking at it for several moments, long enough that one could obviously tell he wanted to step in, but he said nothing. He looked back at her and offered a smile, "it is rather late.. It's a rather long trek back home." [22:05] Nicci Sularen reached her arm to cross her midsection just uner her breasts, rubbing her opposite arm. "It is...I...well you could stay here..." she said, before she even realized what she was doing.  She very quickly tried to save her dignity, "I have a few sofas here and a shower and a fridge full of cannock ribs for dinner if you're hungry.  I mean it is the least I could do, getting me a new weapon, fixing my buy'ce, giving me a new yaim.  Really, I owe you after all that," she said roughly, clearing her throat. [22:08] A'denla Kad (unlivedphalanx.mcmahon) offers her yet another nod. her invitation to use her shower tonight was really all he needed. Without another word, he turned toward the shower and made his way over, standing before it and uttering, "Vor'e." before he immediately began loosening his chestplate, pausing only to turn his head, "Oh.. Do you mind turning around?" he asked in a normal tone. [22:16] Nicci Sularen's face flushed bright red when he asked her that, "N-nayc," she replied quickly, "I will just...go over here, "she said, walking to an entirely other side of the room.  She was pretty disgusting now herself with over a three hour work-out before he came in, but she could wait.  His obvious discomfort was humiliating enough as it is.  She stared out the window into the night sky, looking over the low lights of the city and sighed, though not loud enough for anyone to hear but her.  She reached for a book, entitled "The Life and Times of Shae Vizla", and opened it. [22:21] A'denla Kad (unlivedphalanx.mcmahon) now, within two minutes, rendered himself completely naked. His armor was placed in a neat pile next to the shower. Though he knew she was sweaty and the like, he wanted a shower so badly after a day's work he couldn't help himself. He stepped into the shower, bringing his hand over to the knob of hot water and turning it. When the water hit him and gradually grew warm, he let out a loud sigh of relief, turning to face her though not intentionally. His head was tilted up and his eyes closed as the hot, steamy water pelted his nude form, leaving his skin to glisten all over. [22:23] Nicci Sularen remained seated on the bed, though not all the way on it because she did not wish to get the comforter and the fur dirty.  She struggled to remain so once she heard him get in the shower, knowing he was naked behind her just a mere yards away.  She respected his order though, as he was Mand'alor, and he had told her to turn around.  She pulled her long red hair off her neck and around over her shoulder and continued to try and read the book as best as she was able, and shove the thought that A'denla was naked just behind her. [22:25] Nicci Sularen Ordo (suraya.scribe): to the back of her mind*)) [22:27] A'denla Kad (unlivedphalanx.mcmahon) brought his hands to run through his now-soaked hair, slicking it back. he would enjoy this; such a warm shower was something to be welcomed in times of peace. The Mandalore decided to stretch once more within the shower as he allowed himself to relax under the hot water, pressing his hands on his hips and arching his back, letting out a loud, almost sexual-sounding groan. he would then bring both arms up to stretch them out, letting out a second groan of a similiar nature to the last. Once he had stretched, he let his arms dangle lifelessly for a moment before he reached for some shampoo and squirted it over his head, now rubbing it down and created prominent suds over his hair. [22:33] Nicci Sularen frowned.  This was a test, it had to be.  Why else would she be tortured like this? She was trying to read, but thoughts of what she remembered of him looking like naked and wet flooded through her mind.  She then violently threw the thoughts from her mind.  Disobeying a Mand'alor was outright sacrilege to her.  Her parents died obeying the orders of their Mand'alor, so she would be damned if she allowed a little thing like this get the best of her.  If he had wanted her to look, he would not have told her to turn.  If he had wanted her at all, he would not have left her, and that was the end of it, she needed th grow up and get the hell over it.  Straightening her back, she steeled her resolve, and read the book with no further issue, despite his groaning and moaning. [22:39] A'denla Kad (unlivedphalanx.mcmahon) would continue to simply wash his hair out, cleaning ot the soap and then rinsing the strands. Though he was the leader and essentially the epitome of the warrior culture, he certainly enjoyed the feel of his own hair when it was clean. It was then time to wash the rest of his body. He looked over at his gauntlet, narrowing his eyes at it, remembering Ravenor had intended to send him a Comm that he likely neglected to check. "verd." he adressed her, lifting a soaked arm to point at the pile of his armor, "Would you mind checking my Comms?" he asked in a rather normal, relaxed tone, "You may turn around." [22:43] Nicci Sularen almost dropped the book.  What the hell was he trying to do to her?  This couldn't wait?  He had to check it NOW of all times?What the hell was she his damn secretary taking his messages for him.  She snarled, very loudly, hoping he heard her discontent at being used as an errand girl, but naturally she would obey.  She placed the book on the fur of the bed, slowly turning around.  She did not look at him, but instead ran to his armor as fast as she possibly could and busied herself in rifling through it to find his stupid commlink.  She checked it, sifting through all the messages, but they stated they had been read already. "No comms, Mand'alor," she replied, waiting for his affirmation he heard what she had said but maintained a steady downward gaze at the armor. [22:49] A'denla Kad (unlivedphalanx.mcmahon) would nod. He grabbed the body soap and had begun going through his upper body with it, coating it in soap, "Vor'e." he said to her. He was being rather casual about this, not interpreting it as a test to her or anything of the sort. he did however look at her, noting her discontent. It made him frown almost, after all he had tried to make her happy with the yaim, the weapon and the helmet, it was rather evident at this point his generousity toward her was not without some manner of hidden emotion. Finally gestured towards her, "You're still sweating.." now feeling a little bad he had taken the shower first. He may have been working and training all day but this was her home after all. [22:53] Nicci Sularen had sat down to retrieve the comm from his armor, but soon realized this was a mistake when she tried to get back up.  Her muscles were suddenly stiff, and sore as all kriff, from the over three hour workout she had had with no break, giving her all and punching that bag as hard as she could.  She managed to in fact stand up, but every muscle in her body screamed at her, and burning pain felt like it was ripping her muscles to shred, at one point so much she thought they would give out and she would fall back down again.  One she had made it to a standing position, she froze for a moment, her muscles literally quivering from the effort.  Finally the stopped shaking, and she was able to speak again, almost having the wind knocked out of her from sheer pain. "Ah, yes Mand'alor, but it is okay.  I have been sweaty before and, you have done so much for me, it is the least I can do for you," she replied.  she immediately went and grabbed the bottle of narcolethe on top of the fireplace mantle, draining a good [22:53] Nicci Sularen  of iot's contents, because of the stress she was going through with him naked in her house, but mostly because of the insane amount of soreness she had just experienced. [23:01] A'denla Kad (unlivedphalanx.mcmahon) quirked a brow at her display. It must have certainly been quite the workout to produce as much pain as it did. Witnessing her in such blatant pain, so much so that she needed to drink something as heavy as Narcoleth.. He didn't like it, he felt an urge to just.. comfort her, and urge for which he gave in almost immediately. He would calmly open the shower door, leaving the shower head on so not to alarm her or have her turn around, stepping out of the shower, completely naked and soaking wet, and making his way over to her. If he would manage to get to her without her noticing, he would gently bring his arms up and to her shoulders, initiating what seemed to be a soft massage on them, "You're tense, verd.." He said to her. [23:05] Nicci Sularen nearly jumped out of her skin and very nearly dropped the bottle of Narcoleth.  Luckily she didn't, and placed it back upon the mantle before she broke it over his head out of reflex.  Her turned a bit to look at him, first to scold him on why he left the water running when he was done showering, but then she noticed he still didn't have a towel on or any clothes, and abruptly turned back around, her face flushing scarlet enough to match her hair, "M-Mand'alor you didn't have to just get out in the middle of your shower to tell me that or...massage me!" she exclaimed.  The massage was probably the greatest thing she had ever felt in her life at present, but him being naked right behind her...and dripping wet, only saw fit to tense her shoulders further. [23:10] A'denla Kad (unlivedphalanx.mcmahon) heaved a light shrug, "it's alright." he reassured her, tone now a little softer than usual. "you honestly need to just relax, ner verd.. all tense, drinking.. there's no need for it." As he continued to rub her shoulders down, expertly in fact. His thumbs pressured where she wouldn't move, and gently massaged in circles until she would relax, [23:14] Nicci Sularen says, "I'm just, stressed...is all.  And had a hard workout and am dirty from earlier.  You are on your way to being mostly clean and don't need to resoil yourself all over me," she said nervously, her muscles not relaxing a damn bit.  She was sexually frustrated as all getout, she had not had another man since she had had him afterall.  And this wasn't helping matters in the least, so of course she was tense.  She could not help but moan, rather loudly and erotically as he massaged her though, unable to hide the fact she was enjoying what he was doing to her even if it had little to no effect, "You should...get back i nthe shower," she said softly, "you will use all the hot water..." she said, grabbing for the bottle of narcoleth once again and swigging a large drink of it."

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