( CLOSED ) the world could change its heart

[avicula]

WHO: Thor, Dutch, Jace.
WHERE: Luxuria District on Bajikan
WHEN: early on during the fleet's visit and the mission.
WHAT: In order to learn about the whereabouts of Terfezia, the team splits up. Thor and Dutch check out the Luxuria district; it doesn't go entirely as planned. Eventually, Dutch also runs into Jace.
WARNINGS: NSFW (sex, dub-con in nature by virtue of the environment affecting characters.)

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— THOR

[avicula]

[ the briefing hadn't been extensive. for one thing, they don't know where the person they're supposed to get the materials from is. fortunately, dutch has a half-arsed plan: talk to people until someone spills. it turns out that people on the streets don't seem to know a thing, but that's not unexpected. these kinds of secrets are generally kept in seedier parts of town.

the luxuria district seems plenty seedy to dutch. emil didn't get a red token and maes stays with him, the team agreeing to split up to cover more ground. team — like anyone could replace d'avin and johnny just like that, like they're a team instead of a random assortment of individuals who volunteered for this mission, each for their own reasons. it doesn't matter; dutch will work with them unless she feels she can get the job done faster on her own. she has no intention of being stuck on a dead and floating ship.

thor is at least good-natured and easy on the eyes, so she doesn't mind that she's stuck with him. ] There's a bar. We should start there. [ dutch suggests, he agrees, and so they do. half an hour and a few drinks later, they don't have the location of terfezia, but they have the names of two individuals who might have the location. that's a start, but dutch is feeling the drink — or she's feeling something, and it isn't alcohol but something else clouding her mind. ]

How many people paw your biceps on average per week? [ she asks. it's absolutely not because she's thinking of doing just that. ]

— JACE

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[ in the moment of clarity or at least of diminished urgency that follows their orgasms, dutch and thor agree to split up. they have two names, after all. the trail of the name she has leads her across the district and into a park overlooking the ocean. it's beautiful and scenic. dutch doesn't stop to take in the scenery, but she does stop when she spots a familiar face. ]

Fancy meeting you here. [ she says, walking closer to jace. she's enjoyed sparring with him, and unasked, the memory of hard muscle underneath her hands flashes through her mind. the urgency that had diminished after what happened with thor has been steadily growing again, but dutch has kept her pace steady and marched on regardless, following the trail of information. now, standing still in front of jace, she can feel lust curl heavily in her belly again.

it's damnably inconvenient, is what it is. he's damnably handsome, too. ]

[worldsaway]

[The lack of information is frustrating, to say the least. He's done more with less of a lead, but more of a team. He can't boast a friendly or familiar relationship with any other selected person. Truth be told, he'd most likely prefer to work alone. If only because when words fail, he has nothing to worry about when force is required.

Thus far, at least, Dutch seems an asset to the little task force the ship has formed. Everyone was chosen for good reason, he's sure. He just wishes they were chosen with good reason and better direction, but he'll take what he can get.

He's wary of the district, but they should leave no stone unturned. Or drink unfinished. Surely they'll get to the bottom of this if they get to the bottom of a pitcher.

There's something strange in the air. Something thick and cloudy. Thor knows it addles the mind, but in a pleasant way. There's a warmth and a wanting to it, making it difficult to draw himself away from the bar.

Or Dutch, for that matter.]

Not nearly enough. [He says it with a chuckle. Is he flexing his arms a little because she mentioned them? Yes, yes he is.]

Do you have an inclination? Or is this your idea of idle chatter? [Because if it is, it's cute.]

[avicula]

[ the lack of information is frustrating, but dutch has worked in far worse situations. still: the mission is straightforward enough, but they've been given nothing to bargain with and the authority a reclamation agent has in the quad is useless to her here. she doesn't know the people she's supposed to be working with — but somehow, thoughts like these don't linger on her mind here. part of her mind is still alert enough to realise that there's something in the air, that they're being manipulated, but the outrage that should come with that thought remains conspicuously absent. in its place is the warm pull of desire low in her stomach, especially when thor flexes his arms. ]

A little of both, actually.

[ nothing dutch ever does is idle. nothing, or hardly anything. ]

[worldsaway]

[As minutes pass, the urges grow and the willpower to ignore them wanes. Dutch is clearly a beautiful woman, and Thor has noted that in passing. Now, however, he's noticing it in near slow motion. Beautiful bright eyes, a pleasing figure, lovely, flowing hair and lips so soft and inviting he feels himself gravitating toward them.

Now that he's aware of her interest in his arms, he's sure to put them to good use. He winds his arm around her and draws her in closer with ease, dangerously close to her lips now that he's reeled her in.]

Surely there are better requests one could have for arms that don't involve pawing. [He lifts the corner of his mouth upward into a small smirk, voice lowering.] Many of which I am more than happy to oblige. For the right person.

[avicula]

[ his arm comes around her, drawing her closer, and dutch doesn't have to be trained to notice such things in order to notice the strength in it. of course, she is trained to notice that, but any instinct that might normally warn her that this is an opponent even she might not be able to handle is silent now, overpowered by the instincts that tell her this is a man she wants. ]

I'm sure there are. Like "could you hold me up against a wall while fucking my brain outs?", I suppose. [ she pauses there, mainly for effect, the thought of it alone leaving her stomach tight. their lips are so close, but dutch doesn't give in and kiss him. instead, she leans closer to his ear, their cheeks touching. the scratch of his beard against her skin has her suppressing a shiver. ] Except if we fuck, I want to be on top.