( though she doesn't think that's what he entirely meant, though it is possible, judson and charlene had protected the library for 2000 years. she would now.
it's a few more minutes before she pulls him into a side room, a very old fashioned door pulled open to let them in.
inside there are shelves of books dedicated either to the period or about it, a crown hidden behind a display cabinet along with a few other artifacts behind the displays. she lets the room speak for itself when they walk in )
[ As in other librarians, other guardians. Although he has suspected she's older than she looks, he really doesn't know by how much.
Jim's stunned into silence a second time today as they step into the next room, almost looking lost for a moment like he doesn't know where to begin. Fingers run over book bindings, and he eventually points to the crown. ] Is that—
( she leans against the table as he explores the room, the curiosity and excitement evident from him and it makes her realise that she's missed this, missed seeing someone so thrilled by what the world holds.
what eve doesn't yet realise is that she finds it a bit of a turn on, the intellectual curiosity, the wonder and need to consume knowledge...
she nods at his question )
The crown of King Arthur. I helped recover it on my first mission.
[ He's not really looking at her now, too distracted by all the things in this place, specifically this room. He mutters a quiet 'wow' at her answer, staring at the crown for a little longer, then turning back to the books.
Some of them are old, so he keeps away from those, not wanting to cause any damage. He picks out one that seems in better condition, not necessarily paying attention to the text and simply leafing through the pages, feeling the texture of them. To him, the books are even more valuable and impressive than the sword, or the crown. ]
( why she's mistrustful of starfleet despite their claims to want to help, she's worked with government organisations before and they've never properly understood the library )
We house more than what any museum could... what they safely could.
( because of the magic underlying in these items, though she's learned to not just throw that word around )
[ He's seen a flying sword, and he's looking at King Arthur's crown as they speak. Plus, the very size of this place can't be explained by the known laws of physics. She doesn't need to say it, he's sure that magic has something to do with that. ]
And I can understand why you wouldn't want a stranger to be down here for too long.
[ Not that he's just a stranger, he knows that. All he means is that he gets why she didn't want him to stick around for long. ]
( she moves over from where she'd been leaning against the desk, kissing his cheek )
You're not a stranger.
( she's not sure what he actually is, she'd like to say a friend at the very least, someone she's enjoyed previously kissing definitely, but she at least knows that he's not a stranger )
No one usually sees the Library and it's been less over the years. ( as the number of librarians diminished. he's also free to interrupt her at any point ) I protect the Library no matter what happens. Or who.
[ Book set aside and for the moment forgotten, he rests a hand lightly on her waist, smiling. ]
I am a stranger to all this, though.
[ The books, the magic, myths being very much real. No doubt he's going to pester her about a thousand other myths, but for the moment his attention's back on her. ]
You know it's a secret that's safe with me. I won't tell anyone if you don't want me to, not even Starfleet.
( more than she'd like and she doesn't sound very happy that they know anything, not when there's a secret division they keep wanting her to help with )
But I appreciate it.
( her fingers find his, lightly squeezing his hand, stepping in even closer to him )
[ He smiles a little at her. Yeah, he knows Starfleet knows more than she would like, and they would likely drill him if they knew he was here tonight, but... well, they don't really know, do they? And Jim's not going to be the one to tell them.
His lips curl further when she steps closer, his hand moving from her waist to rest at the small of her back. Words seem superfluous at the moment, so instead he leans in to kiss her back, but instead of her cheek, he presses his lips to hers, a slow and light touch, leaving it up to her to decide how far she's willing to go. ]
( they've kissed before, moments that have started small, a few becoming more heated but they'd never left it with anything other than a kiss.
this moment feels different, feels as if something has slotted nicely into place. she doesn't step back from him, another light kiss, though the more that they kiss the more that it will heat up )
[ Jim does keep it nice and slow for a while, hand on her back keeping her close, his other hand moving up to brush through her hair.
After a little while, though, he tries to be a little more daring, push further into it. He parts his lips slightly to let the tip of his tongue brush against her lips, testing to see if she's open to pushing things further. ]
( she's not thinking too much about it now, going with the moment, but later she'll be surprised as herself, at him, where they went. and then glad of it as she's enjoyed his company, getting to know him any why not shutting people out is a good thing.
so she's open to his kiss, her hands drawing up his arms before wrapping around his neck, mouth opening to him, an encouraging sound in her throat )
[ Jim wasn't really expecting rejection, at least not to the kiss, so he's not surprised when she returns it, even encourages it further by wrapping her arms around his neck.
His own wind around her waist, pulling her close but in a somewhat loose hold, more than happy to take his time as he tilts his head and his tongue swipes into her mouth, slow and curious as he takes a first taste of her. ]
( eve there is a table behind you that you were happily perching on a few minutes ago. though it's the most she's going to protest because those kisses are very distracting )
[ Jim lets out a chuckle, grinning against her lips. ]
Mm, that'd be kinda hot. But I was thinking, ah— we could make use of this table right here.
[ He nudges her gently back, closer to the table until her thighs touch the edge. It's not like anyone else is around, and he doesn't feel like interrupting things when they're just getting heated. The bed is definitely a place he'd like to visit later, though. ]
( she wonders how she could have forgotten about it, stepped back until her thighs touch it, though it's a thought that disappears quickly.
her arms drop to rest on the table as she pushes herself onto it, tugging him in between her legs, working his shirt out and up. yeah, the table would work )
[ He's glad she's not opposed to the idea, smiling as she hops up onto it.
Of course he's all too happy to step closer when she pulls him in, arms going up to make it easy for her to rid him of his shirt. His hands go down and slip underneath her own shirt, humming into the kiss as he traces fingertips across warm skin. ]
( she leans into him at his touch, letting her own fingers explore him. from shedding his shirt they rest first at his shoulders, running across them, one hand gripping as the other works down.
it's a slow trail over his skin, running fingers over muscles, dropping a kiss to his chest once her hand has passed, settling back at his waist )
[ He lets out a low sound at the words first, smiling as his own hands slowly move to her front, starting to unbutton her shirt. He's not too much in a rush, enjoying the feeling of her hands on him, so he takes his sweet time. ]
You know what? So am I. And not just because I got to see a magic sword.
Sure, [ he murmurs against her lips, smiling. ] The librarian's pretty hot, too.
[ Not that he's shallow or anything. Besides, he likes her for more than just her looks, but currently that attraction is definitely taking precedence, given their current activities. Pressing slow kisses down her neck, his fingers continue to work at the buttons of her shirt, until he gets it completely undone and pushes the fabric down her shoulders. ]
( she freezes ever so slightly, kiss paused, her own being paused. there's always a librarian, there always will be a librarian but being called the librarian makes her think of times past.
it's only for a moment before her hands continue their descent to his trousers, tugging them open to distract herself, distract him, pulling back to help him shrugvher shirt off )
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( though she doesn't think that's what he entirely meant, though it is possible, judson and charlene had protected the library for 2000 years. she would now.
it's a few more minutes before she pulls him into a side room, a very old fashioned door pulled open to let them in.
inside there are shelves of books dedicated either to the period or about it, a crown hidden behind a display cabinet along with a few other artifacts behind the displays. she lets the room speak for itself when they walk in )
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[ As in other librarians, other guardians. Although he has suspected she's older than she looks, he really doesn't know by how much.
Jim's stunned into silence a second time today as they step into the next room, almost looking lost for a moment like he doesn't know where to begin. Fingers run over book bindings, and he eventually points to the crown. ] Is that—
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what eve doesn't yet realise is that she finds it a bit of a turn on, the intellectual curiosity, the wonder and need to consume knowledge...
she nods at his question )
The crown of King Arthur. I helped recover it on my first mission.
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Some of them are old, so he keeps away from those, not wanting to cause any damage. He picks out one that seems in better condition, not necessarily paying attention to the text and simply leafing through the pages, feeling the texture of them. To him, the books are even more valuable and impressive than the sword, or the crown. ]
This place really is something else.
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( why she's mistrustful of starfleet despite their claims to want to help, she's worked with government organisations before and they've never properly understood the library )
We house more than what any museum could... what they safely could.
( because of the magic underlying in these items, though she's learned to not just throw that word around )
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[ He's seen a flying sword, and he's looking at King Arthur's crown as they speak. Plus, the very size of this place can't be explained by the known laws of physics. She doesn't need to say it, he's sure that magic has something to do with that. ]
And I can understand why you wouldn't want a stranger to be down here for too long.
[ Not that he's just a stranger, he knows that. All he means is that he gets why she didn't want him to stick around for long. ]
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You're not a stranger.
( she's not sure what he actually is, she'd like to say a friend at the very least, someone she's enjoyed previously kissing definitely, but she at least knows that he's not a stranger )
No one usually sees the Library and it's been less over the years. ( as the number of librarians diminished. he's also free to interrupt her at any point ) I protect the Library no matter what happens. Or who.
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I am a stranger to all this, though.
[ The books, the magic, myths being very much real. No doubt he's going to pester her about a thousand other myths, but for the moment his attention's back on her. ]
You know it's a secret that's safe with me. I won't tell anyone if you don't want me to, not even Starfleet.
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( more than she'd like and she doesn't sound very happy that they know anything, not when there's a secret division they keep wanting her to help with )
But I appreciate it.
( her fingers find his, lightly squeezing his hand, stepping in even closer to him )
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His lips curl further when she steps closer, his hand moving from her waist to rest at the small of her back. Words seem superfluous at the moment, so instead he leans in to kiss her back, but instead of her cheek, he presses his lips to hers, a slow and light touch, leaving it up to her to decide how far she's willing to go. ]
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this moment feels different, feels as if something has slotted nicely into place. she doesn't step back from him, another light kiss, though the more that they kiss the more that it will heat up )
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After a little while, though, he tries to be a little more daring, push further into it. He parts his lips slightly to let the tip of his tongue brush against her lips, testing to see if she's open to pushing things further. ]
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so she's open to his kiss, her hands drawing up his arms before wrapping around his neck, mouth opening to him, an encouraging sound in her throat )
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His own wind around her waist, pulling her close but in a somewhat loose hold, more than happy to take his time as he tilts his head and his tongue swipes into her mouth, slow and curious as he takes a first taste of her. ]
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There's a bed... a room... my room here.
( look, its been a very long time since she's had sex, forgive her.
though she doesn't realise that they'll not end up making it to that bed. but she tried )
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Not sure I want to waste the time it'd take to get there, [ he murmurs, both hands tugging gently at the fabric of her shirt. ] Do you?
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( eve there is a table behind you that you were happily perching on a few minutes ago. though it's the most she's going to protest because those kisses are very distracting )
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Mm, that'd be kinda hot. But I was thinking, ah— we could make use of this table right here.
[ He nudges her gently back, closer to the table until her thighs touch the edge. It's not like anyone else is around, and he doesn't feel like interrupting things when they're just getting heated. The bed is definitely a place he'd like to visit later, though. ]
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her arms drop to rest on the table as she pushes herself onto it, tugging him in between her legs, working his shirt out and up. yeah, the table would work )
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Of course he's all too happy to step closer when she pulls him in, arms going up to make it easy for her to rid him of his shirt. His hands go down and slip underneath her own shirt, humming into the kiss as he traces fingertips across warm skin. ]
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it's a slow trail over his skin, running fingers over muscles, dropping a kiss to his chest once her hand has passed, settling back at his waist )
I'm glad I invited you.
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You know what? So am I. And not just because I got to see a magic sword.
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I'd hope there were more readons than that.
( fingers skim down over his chest, kisses drawing him back in, picking back up where their brief relocation had paused them )
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[ Not that he's shallow or anything. Besides, he likes her for more than just her looks, but currently that attraction is definitely taking precedence, given their current activities. Pressing slow kisses down her neck, his fingers continue to work at the buttons of her shirt, until he gets it completely undone and pushes the fabric down her shoulders. ]
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it's only for a moment before her hands continue their descent to his trousers, tugging them open to distract herself, distract him, pulling back to help him shrugvher shirt off )
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