Grell and Marco on a date lalala

[fierybluebird]

Characters: Marco & Grell
Location: SECRET rooftop (ah the advantages to flying, am I right?)
Rating: Tentative PG-13 but it's Marco and Grell so R-warning early, if it happens, I'll bump up the security.
Open/Closed/Finished: CLOSED and unfinished
Summary: Marco takes Grell out on a rooftop date under starlight. Figure about a couple of weeks ago.



While Grell could teleport anywhere she wanted to, Marco was unable to resist the urge to sail the skies. Especially since he was capable of it. It was familiar, easy, soothing. He'd been away from home for half a year. Half a year without any of his brothers, the nakama that were supposed to be everything to him. At first, he'd been willing to treat it like a vacation. Less worry about keeping all the little idiots safe from the the world that wanted to hunt down the remaining scum pirates of the crew now that their captain, their father wasn't there to protect them. And it fell to Marco to keep them safe. All 1600 or so.

The skies were his freedom. Air currents, wind drafts, the warm air his own wings could procure in a pinch, all of it was Marco's domain to soar through. Flying in the night skies, he could pretend it was the Grand Line and he was just out scouting and protecting his family like he always did. As they reached their destination, Marco slowed down and circled to land where he'd set up the tables and food; lit with candles and thus easier to spot.

Comments

[fierybluebird]

"Of course," Marco laughed softly and nibbled his asparagus. "Gotta eat up and stay strong."

[redcinemareel]

"AND work long and hard." Grell winked and offered another bite of fish to Marco. "Goodness, there's still dessert."

[fierybluebird]

"I'm glad to see you have such expectations of me, eh." Marco fed the last of his fish to Grell and took out the strawberries, inching closer to the red-head so he could deliberately tease the fruit around the bright red lips.

[redcinemareel]

Grell took a small bite, licking his lips as some of the juice from the strawberry tried to escape. It was quite tart, but not an offensive flavor. "Should I be aiming lower?"

[fierybluebird]

"Depends on what lower you're thinking of," Marco leered more.

[redcinemareel]

Grell finished a strawberry, meeting that leer with his own.

"I'm sure you and I are on the same wavelength when it comes to the nether regions~."

[fierybluebird]

"Oh we usually are," Marco crooned softly.

[redcinemareel]

The dessert will need to wait. Grell was thinking about far more than filling his stomach with the wonderful meal Marco prepared.

He suddenly stood and perched himself in the other's lap, arms around Marco's neck.

"I'm ready for the main course."

[fierybluebird]

Marco feigned mild indignation, even while letting his hands explore the other. "You only want me for my body, don't you?" Marco asked in deadpan. "I have a mind you know. It's almost just as pretty," he fluttered his eyelashes.

[redcinemareel]

"Your mind is just as delectable," Grell shifted at the fingers. Oh, the travels they could go!

He walked his fingers along Marco's head with a mischievous grin. "I can open you up and take a look myself~. I don't mind."

The fact that he doesn't mind was scary.

[fierybluebird]

Well, that was unsettling. Marco wondered idly why he only ever seemed to fall for the crazy type that took metaphors literally. "Ah, but then I'd be cold," Marco joked lightly, as if nothing Grell said was the least bit disturbing. "I think I am just thinking about it. You should warm me up, eh pet?"

[redcinemareel]

"I guess." Grell gave a soft shrug before kissing his ear. "Shall I start here or in closed corners, where no one can hear us scream?"

[fierybluebird]

Marco groaned softly and tilted his ear into the mouth. "I'm undecided," he murmured softly. "Got a preference babe?"

almost forgot about this comment orz

[redcinemareel]

"I think something softer than a chair works best," Grell replied, nibbling on the offered ear.

XD

[fierybluebird]

"Oh?" Marco crooned softly and stroked down Grell's throat, "Something like a bed maybe?"

[redcinemareel]

"Ah, yes, that would would out just fine." Grell leaned into those fingers with a hum of content. "What a wonderful suggestion, and luckily, I have a place in mind~."

[fierybluebird]

"Oh?" Marco stroked a little harder, "Someplace I know?"

[redcinemareel]

Grell gave a nod, kissing Marco's temple. "Very well." He stood up and tugged at Marco's hand to get him to his feet, too. He was not even thinking of cleaning up the dinner. Let the birds have it.

"Ready?"

[fierybluebird]

"Mm-hm," Marco nodded, blue eyes glittering with inner flames. "Lead on, I trust you, eh?"

[redcinemareel]

Grell could lead Marco astray, but wouldn't do so. Also, it wasn't as if he's allow Grell to do so. So much faith with all that intelligence! There was a wide grin before taking them out of sight and instantly in his room. There was red just about everywhere within his personal area. If the roommate didn't come soon, then it would bleed out to the empty space.

"Ring any bells?" Grell took Marco's arms and wrapped them around his form.

[fierybluebird]

"You managed to find a way to shrink us and sneak us into rose petals? Very clever kitten," Marco joked around as he stroked under Grell's chin and pulled the red-head in for a deep kiss and bit slightly at Grell's lower lip, tugging hard and deepening the red hue to it.

[redcinemareel]

Grell blinked in confusion before laughing. "This is nothing, really."

He moaned at the kiss, whimpering precisely at the love bite. Slender fingers clutched onto the front of Marco's shirt, not minding the harsh tug if because Marco was doing it. His knees almost buckled at how the other was too good at this.

[fierybluebird]

Marco pressed in more, using his height to his advantage and pushed Grell back, deepening the kisses and sucked down the red-head's ears and neck while he lightly rubbed a knew between Grell's. "Don't sell yourself so short, eh?" the pirate crooned quietly in her ears as a hand went up to thread itself through the vibrant red hair.

[redcinemareel]

"I-I wasn't," Grell stammered, because by the Fates it was hard to form a proper thought with all that attention. Marco must really like the vibrant tresses. Grell founds his fingers in them often, and never with complaint. One of the most sensual spots on the redhead's body was his scalp. Just caressing it like this made him weak.

Grell gave a pleasurable sound, a mix between a moan of satisfaction and lust. His hands traveled to Marco's chest, somehow tracing the path of that proud tattoo with closed eyes.

[fierybluebird]

"Oh good," Marco crooned even more, as he began petting Grell soothingly. "Because I know you're so much more capable than anyone seems to think, eh?" He smirked wickedly at the moan that escaped Grell's throat and nibbled down the red-head's ears.