[Garrus swallows before nodding. He doesn't know what Noh-Varr said, but he can guess.]
This is what you want?
[He reaches out to touch Noh's jaw.]
Without interference?
[What he's speaking is a language none here would understand - not the Council trade tongue, but his own clan's turian, rarely used anywhere off Palaven, rarely even used anywhere outside of Cipritine.]
[ Clicks and chirps and alveolar trills--Garrus' language is very foreign indeed, but it sounds so much more natural than the awkward Kree his earpiece gives him.
Reaching up, he cups Garrus' face, careful not to interfere with the movement of the mandibles. Kissing the Turian's chin, he makes to lead them to the bed. ]
One day, I'd like to know what you're saying. You could teach me.
[ He's talking just to talk; Kree is melodious and pleasing to the ear, but also contains many guttural sounds, not unlike Arabic. ]
Come here, lovely creature. Let me embrace you.
[ He wraps his arms around Garrus' neck and pulls him down. There's not much need for words, where they're going. ]
[Garrus chuckles as he tries out one of the sounds Noh's making. Some of the sounds he's heard humans make he simply can't, but the ones in the back of his throat he's got. Or, at least, he can try to imitate them as he's kissed.]
That sounds pretty hot, gotta say. Not like you can understand a word I'm saying.
[He's followed Noh to the bed and is all too happy to be pulled down. Noh gets a forehead press as Garrus' hands move over the Kree.]
I like you, you know. Really like you. Kinda scares me.
[His subharmonics dip low but they're not entirely steady. There's desire and a little nervousness there. Garrus knows he couldn't say this if they had their translators in, knows that it's risky, and doesn't even really know why he's saying it now. There's no real point. Noh won't understand the words. But maybe having it out there, cloaked as it is, will lessen some of the pressure he feels in his chest.]
Had a lot go wrong, know how easily this could go wrong. But here I am. I want this. I want you. For however long I can get.
[ Tahk iyat, Garrus repeats as he's kissed. Lovely creature. It only spurrs Noh-Varr on, his hands roving, by now used to all the fastenings of Garrus' armor. Garrus is talking, and he makes himself pause, if only to enjoy the pretty noise. There's something about the intensity in Garrus' gaze that leads him to think the words might be more serious than he'd been led to believe, and his eyes narrow in suspicion. Leaning forward, he kisses Garrus' nose. ]
Look at you. You want the world to believe you're a hard-hearted soldier, but the truth--ah, I know the truth. Garrus Vakarian, you are soft. You give me lovely chirping, and yet you know I'll hurt you. [ Gah-Rus Vah-Kahr-Iyan. In Kree, it sounds so foreign. His fingers trace the contour of the Turian's faceplates, fond and melancholy. Garrus can't understand, and so he won't say anything more. Instead, he sloughs off his shirt and slants his mouth over Garrus' again, silencing them both. ]
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Don't let Vriska and Hibari catch you, you know how they get.
FROM: varr.noh@cdc.org
I'm rooming with Samus now, as well. And a boy called Ciel.
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I wouldn't say I'm exactly stealthy. But I know where and when Hibari's assigned, seeing as he's on my squad, and Vriska's not stealthy either.
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
Good to have Samus back, haven't met Ciel yet. I can make it in without being spotted.
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Then what are you waiting for? I still have some of those chocolates, by the way. Want to help me finish the box?
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I want to help you in a lot more ways than that. On my way.
[And just a few minutes later he's at Noh's door, knocking.]
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I wanted to try something, if you'll allow me.
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I'll allow you anything.
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I want to hear you. Your voice. Your language.
[ Placing Garrus' earpiece in the palm of the turian's hand, he pulls out his own, an invitation. ]
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This is what you want?
[He reaches out to touch Noh's jaw.]
Without interference?
[What he's speaking is a language none here would understand - not the Council trade tongue, but his own clan's turian, rarely used anywhere off Palaven, rarely even used anywhere outside of Cipritine.]
We can't talk. But we can talk.
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Reaching up, he cups Garrus' face, careful not to interfere with the movement of the mandibles. Kissing the Turian's chin, he makes to lead them to the bed. ]
One day, I'd like to know what you're saying. You could teach me.
[ He's talking just to talk; Kree is melodious and pleasing to the ear, but also contains many guttural sounds, not unlike Arabic. ]
Come here, lovely creature. Let me embrace you.
[ He wraps his arms around Garrus' neck and pulls him down. There's not much need for words, where they're going. ]
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That sounds pretty hot, gotta say. Not like you can understand a word I'm saying.
[He's followed Noh to the bed and is all too happy to be pulled down. Noh gets a forehead press as Garrus' hands move over the Kree.]
I like you, you know. Really like you. Kinda scares me.
[His subharmonics dip low but they're not entirely steady. There's desire and a little nervousness there. Garrus knows he couldn't say this if they had their translators in, knows that it's risky, and doesn't even really know why he's saying it now. There's no real point. Noh won't understand the words. But maybe having it out there, cloaked as it is, will lessen some of the pressure he feels in his chest.]
Had a lot go wrong, know how easily this could go wrong. But here I am. I want this. I want you. For however long I can get.
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Look at you. You want the world to believe you're a hard-hearted soldier, but the truth--ah, I know the truth. Garrus Vakarian, you are soft. You give me lovely chirping, and yet you know I'll hurt you. [ Gah-Rus Vah-Kahr-Iyan. In Kree, it sounds so foreign. His fingers trace the contour of the Turian's faceplates, fond and melancholy. Garrus can't understand, and so he won't say anything more. Instead, he sloughs off his shirt and slants his mouth over Garrus' again, silencing them both. ]