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Christmas tiiiime

Who: Bioshock ~~Family~~ House! (and friends)
What: ITS CHRISTMAS! And they're going to be civil to each other dagnabbit
When: Christmas?
Where: The Bioshocker House!
Summary: Everyone is happy! Food! Presents! Puppies? Proposals! WAIT WAHT?!
Rating: P for words starting with P.

Tree? Check. It's pathetic and almost half the pine-needles are missing from getting dragged into the house.

Ornaments? Check.

Christmas dinner? Well...there's food, at least! Robert and Booker might have raided the supermarket for all the microwaveable and appropriate foods to have for Christmas. There's microwaved chicken, microwaved mashed potatoes, microwaved green beans that are really soggy and smell funny, microwaved rolls, and microwaved ham. Because there should be variety, damnit. There's also a pie sitting in the microwave, waiting. And vanilla ice cream.

Booker wouldn't call it a feast or anything but it's not like there's absolutely nothing to be seen.

They haven't gone all out or anything for the first Christmas they're spending together, nobody here really has the Christmas spirit to do it. Either the Luteces don't remember how to do Christmas or they just don't care - the latter is more likely and Booker hasn't done Christmas in decades so it feels off to even find a tree. Booker doesn't know if Elizabeth ever got to celebrate the holiday in her tower but as far as he's concerned this should be good enough.

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"Something tells me that isn't going to be a problem," he murmured back, leaning down to press a few soft kisses to her forehead. "I do have a track record following me by now thanks to you." His only regret was that the room was too dark to see the reaction she might have to him saying that.

Still, when she asked him to shut the door, it was a matter of a mere second for him to reach behind him and do so, carefully turning the lock until they were rewarded with a soft click. There, perfect.

"What?" Elizabeth giggled, imagining various attractive women in Luceti whispering behind their hands about how capable Gai was and what reputation he had for taking care of her. "What kind of track record?"

Door shut, she still spoke at a whisper. But her hands were wandering to the closures on Gai's clothing. They had never done this in near-complete darkness. It was a little exciting, just feeling her way.

"We did make the headboard hit the wall multiple times. I'd be worried if I had any next-door neighbors," was his response. "Or if I did, they wouldn't be there for long."

As visual a person as Gai was, even he had to admit there was something incredibly sexy about the darkness that necessitated them to rely on their other senses. And, of course, he could always blame a wandering hand on his inability to see anything properly. It wasn't his fault if he couldn't see the buttons he was trying to undo...

"They would have to leave, obviously. You aren't one to let anything interrupt, so any attempts they made at getting us to quiet down would be useless," she grinned as she finally found the buttons on Gai's shirt. Elizabeth unbuttoned one, then slid her fingers delicately up to the next one.

"Got it in one. They'd be lucky if I didn't throw anything at them on their way out." His own fingers were mirroring her actions on his shirt, trailing over the fabric of her blouse until he found the buttons and began to undo them. It was probably too much to hope that she wasn't wearing that damned corset tonight, but it couldn't hurt to keep his fingers crossed anyway.

Elizabeth laughed, maneuvering around Gai's arms so she could continue unbuttoning him while he worked on her blouse. Unfortunately he did have a corset to contend with--she hadn't expected they would be engaging in clandestine sex on Christmas Eve, and the waist on her skirt was slimmer than her uncorseted waist...

"Surely being interrupted once isn't enough to throw things. You make it sound like you're only going to have one opportunity," she smiled in the dark, having finished with Gai's shirt. She reached back and unzipped her skirt, staying silent as it fell to the floor with a rustle. "You're going to have me for the rest of our lives."

"Or maybe I just don't like the thought of anyone sticking their nose into our business." He punctuated his sentence with a kiss that ended up being closer to the corner of her mouth than right on her lips due to the darkness. "Call me selfish, but I'd like to have you all to myself at times like these."

Shirt now unbuttoned, he shrugged it off, moving his arms away from her just long enough to slip his arms out of it and toss it somewhere off to the side. That accomplished, he settled his hands back onto her waist and pulled her in for a long, slow kiss. Tonight was special, and there was no need to rush things. He wanted to take it slow and just savor every moment, burn it into his memory forever.

"Alright... so maybe I can't claim anything different," Elizabeth admitted with another quiet laugh. "But nothing with corners! No lamps, no books!"

She heard Gai's shirt drop to the floor, felt his arms draw her in, and she knew to look up so he could kiss her. Gai was taking things more slowly than they ever had before, and it surprised Elizabeth a little. In the beginning, even though Elizabeth had requested that they go slowly, she could still feel Gai straining at the reins, wanting her, wanting to go faster. She can't feel any of that now. Maybe she had settled him a little. Enough to realize that a mad dash to orgasm wasn't what he wanted now.

Elizabeth curled her fingers into Gai's hair and tried to hold her breath as they kissed. He was so warm, so soft and gentle.

'Gentle' wasn't a word that most people who knew him would have ever thought to use on Gai. 'Rough,' yes, even 'harsh,' but gentle was so far beyond the boundaries of his usual demeanor around almost anyone save for Elizabeth, Shu, and Inori that anyone who saw him behaving like this would likely wonder who this stranger was and what they'd done to the real Gai.

But in this situation, it didn't feel right to be anything besides gentle. They weren't a pair of horny teenagers groping each other awkwardly behind some building; they were a man and a woman who had just agreed to devote the rest of their lives to each other. This was just a beginning of many things yet to come-- things they would experience together. There was nothing but love and quiet reverence in his kiss now, almost as if he were trying to extend their connection to their very souls.

Elizabeth was picking up on Gai's demeanor and followed suit, not pressing or pushing for anything more than the love and devotion he was showing her in that dark and quiet room. There had been plenty of times, God knew, where Elizabeth had craved attention from Gai's mouth and hands, but this night she needed more than just what Gai's body did for her. Which, of course, was a lot, but...

She rubbed her thumb against Gai's temple, stepped closer into his warmth, groped to find his other hand so she could hold it.

"I feel... like I could never be this close to another person again. You're holding my life and heart, in one hand."

"You've already held my heart in yours." And it wasn't a metaphor-- he meant it quite literally. She'd held his Void, the physical manifestation of his heart, and treated it like a delicate, beautiful thing rather than a deadly weapon.

His hand closed softly around hers and just held it the same way she'd held his Void. Gentle yet firm, with a reassurance that he wasn't ever going to let go, no matter what. This was right where he belonged.

Elizabeth knew what he meant, and giggled quietly at how literal Gai was being. Maybe it wasn't appropriate to giggle at it, given how traumatic that one night had been for both of them, but it was a little amusing having a metaphor be literal.

She stopped as their hands settled together, Elizabeth taking the moment to rest her head against Gai's sternum and listen to his heartbeat. "And I wouldn't trust myself to anyone else, after that."

Gai just stood there, allowing to lean her head against him and marveling at how right she felt in his arms. Like she belonged there, and like this was the way things were meant to be. As much dislike as he had for the concept of fate and despite his lack of belief in a god, this was something that he did want to believe in: that the two of them were meant to end up like this.

"I love you."

"I love you too," she said, squeezing Gai's hand and nosing at his sternum a little before planting another kiss over his heart. "All of you."

As long as they were talking about her holding his heart, Elizabeth was going to do what she could to continue to bury Gai's assertions that he housed something deadly inside of him. She knew what it felt like to have someone you loved be afraid of you, and she never wanted Gai to think, for a moment, that she was afraid of him.

In all honesty, that belief would likely never completely go away. He'd been through too much-- there was too much blood on his hands for him to think anything else. He knew what he was capable of, and he alone knew the full extent of what he'd done in his world. It wasn't something that he ever wanted to forget.

But he also knew that Elizabeth didn't fear him, no matter how much he'd tried to convince her that she should. There was a tiny part of him that would probably always think her foolish for that, but it was overshadowed by how grateful the rest of him was that she'd seen the true form of his heart and yet loved him anyway.

And so he just pulled her close and kissed her hair, wondering what he could have possibly done to deserve the love of someone as amazing as Elizabeth.

Elizabeth stayed, quietly, in that spot with Gai's lips against her hair and the quiet darkness enveloping them. It was all beautiful, it was all perfect, all love.

After a few quiet moments of gently rocking in Gai's arms, Elizabeth let out a soft laugh.

"Gai... don't tell me you brought a condom to my Christmas party..." Well, this might get derailed very quickly at this rate.

"Always come prepared," he purred, shifting his head just enough to make sure his breath was warm against her ear. Oh yes, he came prepared... these days, he tended to carry one on him at all times just in case.

Things were indeed getting derailed very quickly and Gai was in no hurry to stop them. Far be it from him to say no if that was what Elizabeth wanted.

After all, it was still love, just of a different sort than the quiet, gentle kind they'd been enjoying up until now this evening.

"Oh you are incorrigible," Elizabeth laughed again, more amused than turned on--which was a little surprising. Normally Gai's voice in her ear would flip a switch in her, but perhaps the overall mood of the night was pulling her into a more leisurely pace. She was enjoying moving slowly, talking, joking.

She finished unbuttoning her dress and let it slide down onto the floor with a little bit of creative wiggling. "I can't say I'm as prepared," Elizabeth grinned, referring to her corset. "I thought that a Christmas party at my house would be a clear sign for chastity tonight."

Which Gai was completely ruining--not that Elizabeth was going to stop him though.

"I can't think of a better way to celebrate the birth of a savior figure." That was probably the most blasphemous thing Gai had ever said in his life, and to be honest, he didn't give a damn. It wasn't as if he believed in a god or religion in general, anyway. Not after the life he'd led.

There was a slight moment of quiet distaste when Gai's hands landed on Elizabeth's corset. No matter what removal of that particular garment promised, he still had a hatred for the entire process in the first place. Next time he'd have to ask her to wear that bra... "Are you telling me corsets aren't a sign for chastity? Could've fooled me."

Elizabeth almost laughed and almost chastised Gai for his blasphemous commentary, but those words, 'savior figure', just crept up her back in the worst way. Technically, they already had celebrated the birth of a 'savior figure' with much copulation--on her birthday--so what was one more day doing the same?

She swayed a little under Gai's hands running over her corset, sighing happily. "They're a test all young men should undergo. Before they sleep with someone they shouldn't. Obviously, if you're too drunk or inexperienced to work a corset, you aren't in any condition to be having sex."

Gai's own role as a savior figure had been a product of accident and deliberate cultivation, neither of which were things he considered to be worth celebrating. But engaging in this particular form of celebration with someone other than the Eve Keido had been trying to mold him into a mate for? That was an idea he rather liked as a silent "fuck you" to his adoptive father. All of this was blasphemous in the very best way.

His hands trailed lightly over the fabric and boning as they made their way to the back of the corset in search of those infernal laces. "I had enough trouble with it the first time without any alcohol involved at all," he joked.

"And we weren't in the dark," Elizabeth laughed quietly, shifting as to direct Gai's hands to the knot at the small of her back. "Clearly, in 1912, you have to really love someone to endure the ordeal of getting her undressed."

Joking about lighter things brought her away from Columbia, and that was good. She had a new life, a completely new life, with Gai at the forefront of her future. That was what she was going to focus on--not what she was taught to be.

"I can do it, Gai," she said, reaching back for the knot. "It's dark and we've both had a drink."

"Then I think I've already passed that test with flying colors." The joking tone to his voice was gone, replaced by that warm, loving timbre once more. There wasn't any need for more tests like that, not now that they'd committed themselves to each other. Oh, there would be trials, to be sure, but they would be things they'd face together. Just that thought was enough to make them seem like nothing at all.

He gave a few half-hearted tugs on the knot before allowing Elizabeth to have a go at it instead-- probably a better choice unless he really wanted to be teased about his lack of skill in corsets again.

"Yes you have..." Elizabeth's fingers pulled at the ends of the knot and undid it. As her fingers pulled at the slack, loosening the corset, she stretched up on her toes so she could put soft kisses on Gai's jaw. "There was never even a shadow of a doubt in my mind."

She's silent for a few moments as she pulls at the laces, then finally there's a soft pop and a thump as it falls into the heap her dress created.

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