Calm Before the Storm {Marr ~ Vyren}

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Vy Pryce
Age: Eighteen
District: Two

There's really no reason for Vy to be the least bit nervous. It's not her preparing to give the news about being pregnant. Going through that in the past has her more then sympathetic though. Not to mention it's her closest friend going through this, a relationship she's already just now getting used to to add on to the fact. And to make things even better she's planning on occupying herself with Jeran to not be too obtrusive in this event. After all the hope is everything will go by smoothly and her presents won't even be needed. Just incase she's headed to the Ruze household early as she promised, unsure which sibling she'll be greeted by. Not like she minds either way.

To avoid relying on Brittany, the adorable little one is dropped off at the daycare first off. How grateful Vy is that it's open six days a week, as nearly everything's closed on Sunday-including childcare. But luckily not today, and it's as if Brooklyn understands her mom's presence is needed elsewhere as she hardly puts up a fit to her departure. Soon enough Vy is in front of their place, pausing for a second to prepare herself for what's to come. Either she'll be faced with giving baby advice, or that beautiful stature of Jeran. Both she's completely happy to encounter, yet super worried over at the same time.

With her mind far off her feet unconsciously bring her to their front door and knuckles gently announce her arrival. Footsteps snap her back to reality as she takes a quick bite at her bottom lip before pretending to be her normal casual self. "Hey..." Vy realizes how much she would of preferred Kyanite answering the door as Jeran appears in front of her. Of course she doesn't mind in the least, only for the simple matter he has her heart racing just at the mere sight of him. This has never happened before. And a loss of words just to add the cherry on top. Has that last kiss really done that much to her?

"I...uh. Came here to see you." Taking no assumptions on whether Jeran even knows or not about what's going on with his sister, Vy tries to play it cool. She did say she was going to see him this weekend, and that was sort of the first thing that came to mind. Quite awkwardly at that to. Frack.

[*]

Books. Studying. Rules and regulations. The words that play out on the book in front of the young man, whose mind is engulfed within the pages of a book. Probably, the most studious among his fellow cadets. Even in the presence of his own family and home, he strays not far from those books that's going to take him places. It only takes time and he's got all weekend. This particular Saturday isn't nothing special to him other than the fact that he learned that his father is planning on marrying some strange woman that he's never met and Kyanite has had the misfortune to having to deal with a few times. Her expressions as she told Jeran were priceless and even now, though his eyes never leave the page, a small smirk comes to his lips as he recalls the outrageous way she displayed the woman to act like.

"Poor Kya." He simply states, shaking his head and pulling the book to rest against his stomach as he lays back against the headboard of his bed. The nice pillows and soft mattress feels absolutely like heaven to him after sleeping on those things called mattresses back at the academy. SEems like they've been used one too many times by fellow cadets to be comfortable. Slowly, his eyes loose focus reading the lines and he gives himself a break, dogearring the corner of the page as he shuts the book and tosses it to the end of his bed. For a moment, he raises his hands up to the sky, his entire body stretching out as if its been cramped for quite some time.

"Home is nice to come back to." His whispered tone comes out as he listens to the silent house. Kya had left sometime early, he assumed. Though, it didn't bother him at all. He was always covering for her. Many times like when she's sneak out to go to the bar or dance club. His father wasn't even home to give him conversation, so he was taking full advantage of the empty, quiet house.

No sooner did his eyes close, did the knocking tear him away from the sleep that wanted to take over. Without waiting, he dashed down the stairs and opened the door. The person on the other side was truely a shock as his mouth dropped just slightly, then closed back up with a hint of a smile.

"Came to see me? Is that right? Glad to know I can depend on you to keep your promises." He states, while moving off to the side for her to enter. There's this nervous jitter that's coming across as he drinks in the sight of her as she passes by him. "Come on in. Kya's not here right now, she's out. Did you really come to see me?"

His voice slows down at the end. He's generally curious as to why she would come to his door yet again. The oddity to why she would want to come over to his place when so many times they were interrupted and taunted by the thought of being together. Could it happen this once? "You're kinda lucky, you know that, Vy? I normally don't come home on the weekends. Kya kinda talked me into it over the phone. What do you wanna do?" He asks, and for a moment, he's watching her face and her body language. His eyes partake upon those lips that he once kissed with such need that day behind the climbing wall. Is it possible that they still could want more.

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

That petite smirk on his lips, giving her a warm-surprised welcome. Has it always been so captivating before? Taking her speech like there's more important things to do then talking. Yet her body's just as clueless on what to do. Right, she's following her word on showing up like she said. That was promised to two people after all, though also lost from her current train of thought. It was her initial reasoning, even if it's not so much anymore. That grin being passed off to her cheeks as she's given a smidgen of trust as her reward. "I always do." Vy guarantees with a sudden decision to keep this personality quirk. It's nice being there for others, especially if Jeran appreciates it as well. Acknowledging it and everything before stepping aside to allow her passage. She could get used to this.

With a gesture and words to come in that's exactly what Vy does, and as awkward and unlike her as everything previous. "Just you." She assures as she turns around to face him again, uncertain where to head to. The living room? His bedroom? She has to bring her focus back. The point of coming here was to be support, not get over friendly. Though the second part is really the only thing on her mind now. Guess she's either extremely early or Ky's gotten cold feet and backed out. Both options sort of means they have time to kill though. In an empty house, with only their last visit to refresh their brains.

Why did Vy come here? She kind of forgot again with the distraction of the features before her. Darkening from the door closing and blocking out the sun, though not expression-wise as he remains as calm looking as ever. He brings up the fact that she's lucky he was here to greet her, as he doesn't usually come home for the weekends anymore. After their quick, sporadic plan she'd only assume he'd be here. But it was also his sister's encouragement that made this happen. Right, Ky's telling her father today. Get it together Vy! Before she's able to reply to just how lucky she is, she's questioned on what they should do. Uh, there goes her mind again.

There's such an urge to clash her lips into his and pickup right where they left off last time. But her fingers stay fidgeting together instead of interlocking with his. Eyes and grin going down to watch them as if curious to why they weren't doing more. Like a guilty child getting her hand caught in the cookie jar. It's a bit obvious what she wants to do, though she won't admit to it. "Go to your room?" She suggests with a chuckle as her eyes finally go up to meet with his. That shy response to the situation dissipating away as her smirk enhances. "When's Ky coming back?" A hinting question is thrown his way as she follows his direction to their next location.

[*]

"Just me? Well, hope your not disappointed. I'm nothing but a lazybones today. If you understand that. Being home kinda makes you retreat back to your old ways sometimes." He gives a small shrug as he welcomes her into his house that he shares with his sister and father. Two people that have suddenly disppeared. One, who left without notice and the other whose busy with his lady he can only assume. Still, there's moments of silence between the two as her presence makes the room come alive with conversation and beauty to his eyes. He's not allowing himself to overlook her at all due to their last meeting. The last tempting thing he did was to kiss her and kiss her good before she left him yet again. Should he even try this time? What would happen this time, should they actually get to spend time together.

For lack of better muse as such a sudden house guest, Jeran seems to keep his calm demeanor in tact yet his voice displays the tone of boredom when he asks what she wanted to do. He had no time to plan for such a visitor, but since she came over, maybe she had a plan or an idea. Any of which would be better than laying in bed waiting for his sister to come back.

The question that came out definately had an answer after such a long pause between the two. With fidgiting hands, he looked at her with an odd stare. He's watching her as she looks down to her own two hands as they shake and move with nervousness. Then all of a sudden, he gets it. Like a lightbulb that went off in his head, he could tell that Vy was nervous, but why? Vy speaks. Her suggestions for something to do making it even more clear as to what she wanted to do. That 'Go to your room?' has his smile returning almost as much as it did the other day hiding behind the climbing wall. Even with the nervous chuckle, it seems to be contagious as Jeran, himself, actually produces the same form of chuckle, one that's a low and true.

"Vy... not much will actually entertain me until you said that." He takes a step toward her, hoping that he thought he knew what she was wanting out of him. It seemed that he might be wrong as well, because the one step closer, Vy's changing the subject. He stops getting closer to her.

"When's Ky coming back?" He gives her a small shrug from his left shoulder.

"Dunno. She was just gone this morning. Might be out with Matthew. I heard them chattering till late last night before I went back to sleep. Why? You wanna talk to her instead of me?" He actually formulates a small frown on his face and tilts his head down. "You know... we could always... revisit the past. Remember, I said I like history... " Jeran's voice lowers considerably to see if she'll get closer. A moment later, he holds out his hand, waiting for her to place her hand ontop of his. "You picked the destination. I'll lead the way?"

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

What's wrong with her? Never before has Vy ever acted in such a way. Sure she's received those unwanted butterflies in her stomach before, but never to this extent. Completely over-thinking and over-working everything going on externally and internally. How is sweet voice fills the room with warmth, and how her mind is racing and yet blank all at the same time. Of course she's not disappointed in the least to be encounter with Jeran, and Jeran only. Opposite even as no interruptions or threats roam around for a change. It just kind of has her clueless though she's fully aware of what she wants to do. Perhaps that's why she finds herself so speechless for a change. Another reasoning for being here really should of been considered before arriving. Too late now.

There's a bit of curiosity to how Jeran's retrieved back to his old ways. Only twice briefly did they run into each other, and the second time being when Vy was fighting Kyanite, obviously no good reunion for anyone. Then they bonded in the academy, giving neither a chance to know the other before the whole peacekeeper thing. Something tells her he wasn't too different though as he remains as calm and cool as ever. Possibly even more so with being out of the place. Guess Vy has found the source of her nervousness. He's taken all the confidence, which he very much should given the appearance he holds. That only means she's going to have to work that much harder to get it back. If she can pull herself around to it.

One smidgen of her normal self finds it's way, opening the door for her to only continue. Giving a request that, she hopes, is on both of their minds. It may not of been, but it sure is now. Luckily Jeran response with approval instead of retrieval, a moment that Vy couldn't help but worry over. With it out in the open now, there's no turning back. And precious words expressing that nothing entertained him till this, has her coming from that shell she didn't even know she had. A smile spreading across her face as her eyes go up to meet him stepping closer to her. That alone has her heart jumping and picking up faster then earlier. "Well I'm glad." She replies coyly. First they need to make sure they won't be getting walked-in on again though, which has him halting the removal of space between them.

The wrong interpretation is taken from Vy's question and concern. As if she'd have second thoughts and wanted Kyanite to arrive as a distraction. Sounds like she got her time with Matthew last night, and now it's Jeran's turn with his friendly buddy. How sad it sounds when he asks whether she'd rather see Ky then him, even if he avoids it from his tone. The distances is finally closed, and by Vy herself, as she drapes her arms around his shoulders to connect her hands behind his neck, just as they were last time they saw one another. "I sure don't." She corrects with that grin upon her cheeks.

It's no longer difficult to tell they're both finally on the same page as he implies that they should revisit the past. Nothing could sound better to her, willing to enjoy a subject in school just for this occasion. They'll be doing lots of studying, and for the first time she's eager to get right to it. "And I like a lack of interruptions." She comments before removing herself from being his necklace. They should probably get to that location she suggested prior to anything else, sadly. The anticipation can only grow more as she takes his hand and follows his leads, a school girl grin joining along.

Now it's like there's no time to waste as she immediately connects her lips with his once the door closes behind them. Plenty of time to take in his room later because she's very much busy with another task currently. Directing with her kiss to anything she can make him sit on to even out the height. "Too fast?" She questions only centimeters from his face, locking their lips back together before he has a chance to reply. After countless times of not being allowed to go further then this, it feels like she can't spare a second. Blood pumping and hearts racing as she closes the last of the distances and takes her rightful place with straddling his lap.

[*]

Needing to know if the distraction she mentioned was a reason for his stopping to get closer to her, was given an answer to his small formulated frown. Instead of a yes or a no answer, she merely lets the last two feet between them be shut off with her arms suddenly going over his shoulders, and her fingers interlocking behind his neck. That frown is magically turned upside down. His eyes sparkling dangerously with the anticipated moments with this blonde haired beauty that's setting something off inside of him that he never thought would. This small flame that was flickering, beginning to turn into a roaring fire.

"I sure don't." There's the answer finally that he was waiting for. That was the sign as she stayed within touching distance, his hands slowly slipping to her waist. A little pressure being placed on that delicate spot to keep her from leaving him once again. He's practically trying to keep that hold on her when she mentions something about a lack of interruptions and he knows all too well what happens when there are interruptions. He took a severe punishment becaue of said 'interruption', Strong.

However, one mention of repeating the past has Vy taking her arms away from. A visual look of needing her back to where she was comes across his face without hesitation. "I said revisit the past... that don't mean for you to leave me..." He states when his hand goes to a spot behind his neck and rubs it slowly, wanting her arms to be around his before holding his hand out for her to take.

Her fingers touch his hand first, and slowly, he closes his mighty hand around her small one. Not squeezing too tight, but enough that she wouldn't be able to slip through his fingers again. This opporitunity about to occure is a once in a lifetime. Something they could never get away with at the academy. The moment the door is shut behind him, Vy's taken the first initative to push her lips against his. Between the movements and changing of positions, Jeran's fingers loop around the belt loops in her pants once again, pushing her closer to him as she takes the lead for a moment without a fight.

One moment to the next, Jeran finds himself on his bed, with Vy straddling his lap. Even with a question about going too fast comes up, but it clearly goes unnoticed. To get to any kind of contact with Vy, has him lifting her shirt without another moment of hesitation. Lips are connected once again, and with strong hands, pulls her down to come too close to each other. More lip lock to occur, as well as roaming hands to the bare back that he released. Her skin feeling almost like felt beneath his fingertips.

"Vy... go further?" He asks, wondering clearly where her boundaries lay and his begin. A charming smile displays on his lips. "Looks like.. history may not repeat itself after all... we.. can write our own and let the rest become history?" He pleads, letting his fingers move up to her face, and brushing away a strand of hair with the back of his hand.

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Such an expression graces the beautiful face of the one before Vy. Never before has she seen such a look from anyone, aside from the smallest similarities to Brooklyn's features when she's getting dropped off at daycare. That sorrow and disappointment from the older Blonde having to leave. Certainly no bed buddies have ever stared upon her like that in the past, only with random lust and sexual desires. Sometimes even that hint of odd anger from fighting seconds prior, but never this. And luckily at that as it feels like Jeran's pulling at her heart with every second his eyes remain on her, without even having to say a word. One guy with that sort of power is plenty, if not too much.

To think she ever had the strength to walk away from this person. As now the mere couple of steps between them has her wanting to draw back to him like a magnet. But somehow-back then-she did though, even when it feels like it should truly be the other way around. This time though? Well she's trying to resist stupidity with getting so close right next to the front door, and the pressure of having her body right against his makes that sort of difficult. Like they've been saying, revisit the past but leaving out the interruption part. Still a grin and soft laugh is evoked from the idea, as if she could ever actually do that. "I'm not." She assures with her chuckles still going in spite of herself.

With no promises of when someone will arrive there's no time to spare as they sprint up the stairs like giddy high-schoolers. That romantic arrival up there is too risky, and even so not really Vy's cup of tea anyways. But that affirmative grip leading her, that certainly is. Also meaning that it's her turn to control the situation as soon as they're within his room. Allowing no pause to occur as it's now their lips and tight proximity to each other that guides them straight to the bed. The distances between them making it like a three-legged race but with both of their legs tied together. Forcing them to fall on the bed clumsily yet gracefully all at the same time.

Immediately her shirt is being pulled out of place for warm hands to embrace her back without that useless cloth. If that's what he wants, he can most certainly have it, like pretty much anything he's craving at this point. She sure as hell can't deny him. Taking the shortest break to pull away for a second to peal off her shirt entirely. For Jeran, and Jeran only, she doesn't quite mind exposing herself. Falling back into his grip and lips as they both plummet till his back lands on the bed.

Hips move in rhythms she didn't know she knew, everything becoming instinct and feeling by this point. One of her hands sneaking to under his shirt without actually removing it, as if to tease herself. The other helping her body to move against his' in just the right ways. Lips trail along his jaw as he asks whether they should go further. Someone's not trusting their instincts. "Is that a question or a request?" Vy asks back with a joke, her grind growing stronger to answer his.

It's like the world is on hold when his eyes lock with hers and he suggests they write their own history instead of repeating what's already been done. Given those times never ended as they hoped, that sounds very reasonable. His hand pulling away an unwanted hair to look at her with such purpose. Like she was meant to be here, and he was extremely happy over the matter. It has her heart not only spiraling out of control, but also twisting in an unfamiliar pleasant way."New chapter." She offers before allowing her lips to find his once again. No longer wanting that growing anticipation as she forces his shirt to finally depart from his body, to join hers far off on the floor somewhere. That pile of undesired clothes will only be enhancing unlike previous encounters.