The Start of Something New

[Jarven Zexxel]

[member="Patricia Susan Garter"]

Antecedent​

6 a.m.​

Jarven woke up in his hammock that was set up in the back of the transport shuttle that was the Handwave Express. *Yawn!* The pilot must not have wanted to wake me up. Jarven stretched and settled down again...only to sit up quickly as he remembered what today was about. "Oof!" said Jarven as his weight unbalanced the hammock, which suddenly decided he was unwelcome and deposited him on the floor unceremoniously.

Jarven got up. Don't worry, it's only a d---Wait, YES! WORRY! This is a date! You have to get prepared! Jarven looked down at the armor he had been sleeping in. Oh, man. Am I in need of some work, or what?...He quickly left the ship, locking the door before he shut it; for the pilot's sake. He tried to hold his sleepy head and, soon, he remembered that he had bacta gloves on his hands. The metal from the gloves clonked him on the head. Ouch!

Taking off the gloves, he found that most of the damage was healed, but his hands still showed the stress of the beating he gave that wall. He went down the street to find the nearest public data terminal. He typed away in search of sites that could give him ideas for dinner. He found some ideas and instructions and jotted them down onto his commputer's notepad.

He left the terminal and started making his way to the Dragon Palace Casino. On the way, he remembered that the majority of the population had been raptured...He grinned an evil, little grin to himself. Looks like money's not going to be an issue. I have the whole city peruse through for tonight.

8 a.m.​

Once he had gotten to the casino, he had made his way for the employee refresher, getting a shower, reshaving his fur, and trimming his facial hair, so as not to be so scruffy looking. He left the refresher and quickly looked around for something to wear. His armor needed to be put through a wash. He found a simple white tee shirt and jeans, figuring that they would be good enough for now. He headed back out into the city to go "shopping".

He went to a nearby clothing store and found that it had been halfway pillaged. After taking the time to search and contemplating what one wears to a first date, he settled on this combination.
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10 a.m.​

Jarven was perusing through an abandoned floral shop. All of the flowers on the show floor were dead from a lack of attention and power for the lighting. He went into the restricted, "employees only" section and found their preservation systems. These had been running on a backup generator that was going to give out in 12 hours. He started looking at all of the name tags for each of the flowers. Exotic Dogweed, Space Lily, Tigerdil, Opaque Posies...They were all beautiful, but none of them spoke volumes to him. They were all SO varied that he couldn't tell whether or not she would like them. And then, he found it...the labeling tag called it a "Rose". Never before had he seen anything like it, and the tag went on to list how rare it was. It was a deep red, much like Patricia's favorite dress, so he took it out, and carefully followed the packaging instructions on the wall for preservation.

When he got to the alcohol store, he found it had been completely pillaged. Wow. I guess alcohol is essential in any apocalyptic situation. Jarven became frustrated at this situation. He figured that the owner of such a place MUST have kept a secret stash SOMEWHERE. Once again heading off into the normally restricted parts of the store, he found an office. He went to the desk and tried every desk drawer. He couldn't find ANYTHING. In his frustration he quickly shut the last drawer near the bottom right hand side. He heard the sliding of a glass container and the bump of glass on wood. Confused, he opened the drawer and pawed through the few possessions left inside. He tapped the bottom of the drawer, which appeared to be higher up than the other drawers, and it made a hollow sound. Bingo. He punched through the thin slate and picked the wooden pieces out. He reached in and pulled out a bottle of red wine. He didn't know what year it was, but it appeared to be very valuable.

1 p.m.​

Jarven now had to find a movie and figure out where to cook up the food. He wanted to have the food cooked up before he got there, so that it was fresh and he didn't have to waste her time. He went to the Red Box Store, which was the latest movie rental fad to have come out in these neck of the woods/galaxy. He sifted through the barely functioning monitor to find a movie. There were so many and he didn't know which one she would possibly like. He picked out 3 movies, just to get some variety: The Adjustment Bureau, Scott Pilgrim vs. The World, and (The Spongebob Movie. lol jk) The Notebook. He was already nervous and without a clue, so he hoped that his "shooting in the dark" would work out.

He rushed back to the kitchens of the Dragon Palace Casino and changed into his new clothing. He was highly fortunate to find a chef still working there. His name was Hermano Hemenez Hunior. With a little finangling and the chef's appetite for a good love story, he was able to enlist Hermano into helping him cook up chicken, some bread rolls, mashed potatoes and gravy, and finally, a platter of homemade chocolate chip cookies.

4:45​

Taking advantage of a car left open with the key in the ignition, Jarven transported himself and his haul to Patricia's apartment and got up to her room. A little early. I hope she doesn't mind. He rang her door bell, the items in his arms.

 

[Miss Blonde]

[member="Jarven Zexxel"]
Patricia had received the news that the father of her children, Romeo Sin had died. That he was killed on coruscant in an attack on the One Sith, this to say the least destroyed the woman. She was a wreck and she had given her son Kincaid and daughter Erika to her sister for the week while she stayed home and processed her emotions over the loss. Romeo was someone important to her, and she had spent the past two days crying. Her hair was a wreck and her make up was splotched on her face in rivers of eye liner and mascara. She was in bed huddled underneath mounds of blankets and pillows, she lay there curled up in a ball hot tears running down her face. She coughed and soon heard a rapping at the door, she wanted it to go away. She wanted to be left alone forever, but she couldn't just leave that person there. It might have been work, something important she needed to do for Cryax.

So rising from her blanket mound her hair tangled and messy she just walked to the bathroom to clean herself up for a quick touch over. Wiping the make up stains from her eyes she straightened her hair and walked barefoot to the door, her demeanor that of a zombie.

"Hold of dammit!" She said rather angrily.

She sighed opened the door, she was wearing her little red dress still and when the door flung open it was to the sight of Jarven holding flowers, a tray with dinner, and a very expensive bottle of wine. Their date was today, she had forgotten with the news of Romeo's death. She froze at the sight of him and how sweet it was for him to go through all of that for her, and there it was staring get right in the face, life. Her puffy red eyes began to swell with tears again and right now she just wanted to be held, to have stability and someone to be there for her. Romeo was her rock and he was gone, and now she was looking at something new, someone new and willing to make the effort for her. She blinked a few tears and without saying a word she lunged forward embracing the tall man her head barely reaching his chest. She pressed her face and head deeply into him and hugged him tight. She was hurting, but when he held her everything felt a little bit better. Maybe it was just the timing, or maybe this was what she needed.

 

[Jarven Zexxel]

Hold of dammit!" She said rather angrily.

Jarven soon became concerned. Patricia must have been distressed. He started to lower his load to the ground when the door flung open. Her eyes were red and puffy from tears. Jarven's own eyes started to mist up. It hurt to see Patricia in such a state. He set down his load onto the ground before he said, "Patricia? What's wr---?" She ran up to him and embraced him. He wanted nothing more than to stay here and protect her from pain she was going through. Jarven knew pain. If there was anything he could do to alleviate that pain from those he cared about, he would do it.

Jarven held her in his arms, his left hand holding the small of her back and his right hand holding the back of her head. He squeezed her to him as an attempt to convey that he was there for her. "It's okay. It's okay. It's okay...." He would hold her as long as she needed him to.

[member="Patricia Susan Garter"]

 

[Miss Blonde]

[member="Jarven Zexxel"]

Patricia let out a choking sob and clutched Jarven tight, her little slender arms grasping around his back. She was hurting and right now she needed this, she needed him. With his hand on her head and and arms wrapped around her they stood like that for a minute in silence. After a few minutes had passed she looked up at him with red puffy eyes and ruined makeup. And with a shaky voice she began to speak. It pained her to talk about it but years of war and her agent training had strengthened her resolve.

"Thank you for being here, I will explain what's going on." And with that she smelt something, something intoxicating.

It had been two days since she ate anything, two whole days. And the simple smell of the food Jarven had made her stomach gurgle and demand to be fed. She grew a little weak and she did need to eat. So she leaned against him again and decided it was best for the two of them to come inside and eat. Patricia sighed a sad sigh and spoke again her voice sounding a bit better now that Jarven was comforting her.

"Let's go inside, I don't think I've eaten since I last saw you. Let's eat and talk over some dinner." Leaning up she gave the man a kiss on his cheek and nodded.

Pacing inside she flicked a light switch and the massive apartment was trashed. Pictures thrown on the floor, sculptures and paintings torn and shattered on the ground, she was clearly upset about something, the room made the Gank's tirade on the wall look like nothing compared to the destruction of this place. The dinner table was still intact though and she made her way there so they could eat.

 

[Jarven Zexxel]

[member="Patricia Susan Garter"]

He was surprised by the sudden gurgle of her stomach. He was glad that he was going to be able to take care of her. He started bringing in all of his items onto the kitchen table. The lights turned on and he got a good look at the place. Wow. This is worse than when I wrecked that closet wall. The mess wasn't what bothered him, it was the reason behind it. He set the movies, the wrapped rose, and the wine off to the side while he set out the fresh food. He shut the door behind him and walked over to the table. He went to the cupboards and attempted to find dinner ware.

Eventually, and with varied degrees of success, he found the necessary wares and set them down on the table. He started to uncover the chicken, the potatoes and gravy, and the bread rolls, leaving the cookies as a (hopefully sweet) surprise. He walked over and brought the bottle of wine over to the table and set it next to the glasses. He waited for her to be ready before opening the wine up.

He said to her, "You should probably eat before you pass out. I enjoy talking with you, so I'd hate it if you were kept starved before you say what you want to."

 

[Miss Blonde]

[member="Jarven Zexxel"]

Patricia sighed softly and walked over to the dining room table, she picked up a chair that had been turned over and was laid sideways on the ground. The room was an absolute wreck and she was starting to get slightly self conscious about it, she didn't want Jarven to think she was a slob. And by all means in her youth growing up on Zeltros as a dancer and party goer, Patricia's room looked like a hoarder's nerf herder exploded and the fallout afterwards was her room. Normally the house was a bit messy with toys from her and diapers and formula from the newborn Kincaid. It was an apartment where a family lived, but with the recent news she just needed time to let out the hate she felt.

Her stomach growled again and it was obvious she was too hungry to hate right now, she wasn't a particularity large woman whatsoever and her very small form needed food. And at the sight and smell of that lovely food her mind went blank and she felt nothing but gratitude and raw primal hunger. Pulling the plate up she took a fork and took a bite of the potatoes. It was good, really good, but the bite meant more to her than just nourishment. Tears welled up in her eyes and they began to fall once more, but these weren't tears for Romeo. They were tears that Jarven was willing to go out of his way to give this amazing food to her when she needed it the most.

She sniffled, chewed, then promptly swallowed. After a few seconds she paused and spoke with a very soft voice.

"It's really good." She said with a weak smile through her tears.

"I uh just, it's just-" she paused and tears rolled down her face again.

"Romeo Sin, uh he was the leader of the Shadow Dynasty. He died on coruscant yesterday, and he was the father of my children. My nine year old and my new born. He was just an important person in my life, I loved him." And with that she put piece of the chicken in her mouth and chewed the juicy goodness before swallowing.

"I'm sorry I ruined the date." She said weakly as she looked down at her food.

 

[Jarven Zexxel]

Duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhh...Hey, goof. You're gonna' need to say somethin'. She needs you, champ. Now, hold on! I need to process this. Romeo Sin? Never heard of him. Shadow Dynasty...sounds...formidable? Or maybe just self-inflated? Whatever. Oh, man. He died---!!! Children?!? Duuuuuuuuuuuuuhhh woah. That's sudden. I mean it's not bad. I mean, I baby-sat Elise's...Who's Elise? What...I...come on! I should know this. Ouch! Why do I have a head ache, now. Anyway, what was I...Oh, yeah. I've worked with kids before. Kids are great! Wait...Romeo Sin...father of the children...dead. Oh, kark...That's really sad. Well, I guess that means she's not a virgin. Well, no dip, Sherlock! Did you totally skip over the fact that she dragged you to that closet?...Moving on. So, she loved Romeo. Well, I would hope so! She did have 2 of his children after all! Am I right, or am I right!? SHUT UP!!!

"I'm sorry I ruined the date."

Jarven swallowed down the rest of his chicken and took a small sip of the wine. He was silent for a small time while he processed everything. He knew he needed to speak to her and set things right. He cleared his throat and said, "I'm...so sorry for your loss...I know what it's like to lose those most important to you...I don't know if this helps, but I understand the pain you're going through." He reached out for her hand and held it in his own.

He tilted his head and spoke in a soft voice. "Patricia...You haven't ruined a thing. You're here and I'm here. That's all that matters." He raised her hand to his lips and kissed it. He then let her hand go and went back to eating. He took and swallowed two bites of potatoes when he took another sip to clear his throat. He looked at her again. He grinned a wide, warm smile before he said "Did you say that you have children?"

 

[Miss Blonde]

[member="Jarven Zexxel"]

Patricia took another bite of chicken with her fork and she would be wolfing the food down right now but it was important to maintain appearances. So she took more generous bites to compensate for her hunger, lifting up a loaded fork of potatoes and meat she took the large bite and gulped it down. Reaching out she grabbed the glass of wine Jarven had acquired for the both of them and took a large gulp. Drinking was something Patricia enjoyed and she really needed a drink right now, so thankfully Jarven got the good stuff.

"I am no stranger to loss as well, I've just never lost someone like that before." A flick of anger crossed her face.

"And he just left me and the kids and went on a suicide mission to coruscant. He attacked with a single star destroyer, he killed himself. So yes I miss him, but fuck him for his idiocy and selfishness!!" Patricia raised her voice and snarled a bit. Woah, where did that come from?

She processed a few emotions and realized the man had given up life rather than raise his children, he chose war and death over life and love. So she sighed and finished off her glass of wine before pouring a new one and draining that half way in the first draw. She set the bottle down and tried to change the subject. Kids, that was it he asked about kids. So a small weak smile touched her face at the thought of baby Kincaid and Erika, descendants of Vahl herself.

"Two kids, Kincaid and Erika. Nine and three months. They are just the perfect children, though every parent thinks their baby is perfect." Patricia had been talking the man's ear off and the conversation was helping her process this tough time. But she wanted to know more about him.

"What about you? Tell me about yourself Jarven." She said now starting to relax a bit thanks to the booze

 

[Jarven Zexxel]

(Yeah. Make me dredge up my back story. Thanks. Now where did I put it...I know it's around here somewhere...)

[member="Patricia Susan Garter"]

Jarven could think of much better ways to die than wasting the lives of yourself, the crew, and a starship worth millions, let alone abandoning your family like that...It rifled his "feathers". The topic was upsetting Patricia, but based on the apartment, he could tell it was something she needed to get out of her system. He had once been taught that the mere act of genuinely listening to women was one of the most important things a man could do in situations like this...or something like that. He listened intently to her, slowing down on his rate of consumption. Then, she asked him about himself...

...Oh...I should have figured this would have to happen sooner or latter. "About me..." Jarven leaned back in his chair and wiped his mouth off. "I grew up in a small mercenary community of Ganks on Nar Shadaa. We were such a tight-knit group, we called ourselves a pack. I was trained from a young age to fight and defend. Our pack was unique, though. Those in charge of our community instilled the beliefs of team work, chivalry, and family...We were still Ganks, though. We killed and conquered to survive and thrive on the Smuggler's Moon. We had made a name for ourselves on the moon...and word travels fast. When you're the fastest gunslinger, there will always be someone to come around and outshoot you. So, too, did my pack experience this..." Memories started to join uninvited. "While I had been out grocery shopping for my pack...they...they attacked and ambushed my people. I never quite knew who had done it, except for the Desilijic tag worn by them, the attackers. I came home to find out that the complex had been pillaged. They were waiting for anyone to come up afterwards, so I was set upon by ambushers...I was beaten and left for dead..."

This had been a difficult topic for Jarven, his facial features tinged with sadness and anger. Realizing that he had just taken the conversation downhill, he started to apologize. "I'm sorry. Now it's ME who is "ruining the date". *He flashed her a smile* How about you, Patricia? Tell me about you?"

 

[Miss Blonde]

[member="Jarven Zexxel"]

Patricia listened to the man's story and new what he spoke of when it came to the loss of his family, and in more than one sense of the word family. She had lost so many people in the field fighting the old sith empire before the fall, and even more now with the war with the One Sith. She had lost so many people, and especially being from Zeltros, when the sith attacked the party planet her family was one of the ones killed in the crossfire. All that was left was her sister who was off world at the time, everyone else was simply gone. So Patricia knew the man's pain and it only made her hurt more to see him like that. So she gave him an expression of sorrow and simply held his hand tight in her own.

"You couldn't have known, and you did everything you could have. I know what it's like to lose your family and blaming yourself for it, you shouldn't do it." She said to him softly and kept his hand in hers.

So with her free hand she finished up her food and sighed happily and contempt with the meal. Now picking up the glass she downed the second cup of wine and mulled over his question to tell her about herself. That was a complicated answer, a very complicated answer. She couldn't tell him that she was a Republic field agent who was lost undercover and chose to remain in her current position, she couldn't tell him she spent her whole life fighting people like him and the sith, she couldn't say that her job was to take down the Red Ravens and that she still had a failsafe that could very well achieve her goals. But she didn't want that now, the people in the ravens were her family now and she cared about them, she could do far more good here than bad. And she liked Jarven, she really did, but she wanted to know if this was something she could commit to for the first time in her life before spilling secrets like that. So she decided to lie, she didn't want to lie to him but it was to protect her children and their lives here.

"I was born on Zeltros, lived a life of luxury in my youth and I ran up dad's credit card too much and eventually was thrown out to earn a life of my own. So I joined a mercenary group and was contracted by the pubs to fight the old Sith Empire, we lost a lot of good people but we won. I met Romeo on the job and things sort of clicked and when we had Erika I was a scared eighteen year old so I left." That was a fact she wasn't proud of, running out on her daughter and fiancé.

"But during the second battle of Manaan a few years ago I found Romeo and I knew how much of a mistake I made. Our relationship since then was mostly casual but I came back took responsibility for our daughter and got knocked up last year with my son Kincaid. But really, I'm just a party girl whose trying to give up my old life and be a responsible mother. I love dancing, it was always my favorite. But there hasn't been much room for it here, and before you ask it was the type of dancing that involved a pole." She said with a little giggle and brushed her fingers over his. This whole thing was making her feel so much better and she really had to thank him.

"Thank you Jarven, for this. Thank you for being here." She said with a smile.

 

[Jarven Zexxel]

Jarven was able to take this time to finish up HIS portions of food. He listened intently and tried to process everything again. I...I guess it ISN'T my fault for them dying? But, if I had remembered the grocery list, I wouldn't have taken so long...His eyes and forehead scrunched downwards a little when he heard about her cutting and running. It didn't last long for he understood why an 18 year old would do such a thing. He listened to her story and he took it in. When she got to the part about dancing, he thought, What kind of dancing involves a pole? He didn't want to make things awkward, though, so he laughed along with her. It wasn't hard to do. Her laughter was infectious.

"It should be me thanking you for being here in my life." He got up and started to walk over to where the covered cookies and wrapped flower were. He picked them both up, brought them over, set down the cookie tray, and started to open the flower packet. "You've gone through a lot in your life, Patricia. You've changed into the young and beautiful woman you are today. It just goes to show that beauty can be found EVEN in the midst of hardship." As he said this last line, he pulled out the rose and offered it to her. The tag had said that the thorns had been removed, so he felt certain that nothing could ruin this moment. After she reacted, he revealed the fresh, warm chocolate chip cookies underneath the covering on the tray.

"I hope you left some room for desert..."

[member="Patricia Susan Garter"]

 

[Miss Blonde]

[member="Jarven Zexxel"]

Patricia blushed at his words and when Jarven was there it felt like he was eating her sadness, that he took those bad emotions and made them something positive no matter the situations. So she just smiled and to make things better she brought him a rose, and cookies. But not just any cookies, chocolate chip cookies. Which Patricia wasn't much for sweet foods, that was more her sisters department. She preferred spicy snacks but she did love her some chocolate chip cookies. And right now this was the sweetest thing any man had done for her, she had to repay his kindness. So she stood up, walked over to Jarven and set the cookies on the table. Standing on the tips of her toes she kissed him on the lips gently and put her chin on his chest to look up at him.

"Let's take these on the couch and watch that movie." Patricia smiled and grabbed the plate of cookies in one hand and Jarven's hand in the other taking them both over to a rather large family sized couch that could comfortably seat over seven people.

Setting the cookies on the coffee table Patricia looked over to one of the destroyed cushions that had a ridiculously large knife sticking out of it. So she just kind of let it stay in there and figured that later she could give it to Jarven, she had enough knives anyway. So with that she let go of Jarven's hands and gently laid down on her back, she crawled backwards a bit and looked up at the man smiling at him sweetly. But that smile soon darkened a bit into a grin and she began to curl her finger at him beckoning him to lay with her and put that movie on.

"Put that movie on so we can not watch it." She said with a little wink and giggled. She really just wanted to be held and not make this about Romeo anymore, if he wanted to choose death over her then he was a fool. She had better things in front of her.

 

[Jarven Zexxel]

Jarven had a wonderful feeling about this girl, as though she were the fabled "One" that so many romance plots involved. When she kissed him, smiled, laughed, or was simply there with him, it was as though she were lighting up the darkness and removing the empty space in his heart. As she led Jarven over to the couch, He tried to quickly reach out and snatch up the movies without yanking his hold on Patricia's hand. When they got over there, Jarven was too distracted by her to notice the knife in the cushion. If he had seen it, he would probably think it was a cool knife. He looked down at the movies in his hands and tried to think of which one to put in. He looked up for guidance, but instead saw Patricia laying on her back and flexing her finger.

"Put that movie on so we can not watch it."

Jarven smiled, dropped two movies at random, and, without looking at the movie, put the third one in. He eagerly came over to the couch and laid down to her right. Laying on his right side, he put his left arm around her chest and pulled her close to him. He then gave her a kiss.

[member="Patricia Susan Garter"]

 

[Miss Blonde]

[member="Jarven Zexxel"]

The holofilm started up and it was something about some nerdy kid doing something with a thing, Patricia really wasn't paying attention to it at all as Jarven lay down next to her. He put her arm around her and pulled the young executive assistant to the red ravens closer to him. Normally Patricia wasn't a very submissive lover, she took what she wanted and queen slapped anyone who told her otherwise. It was kind of how she operated, but this was a very troublesome moment in her life and it just felt good to let someone else come in and make everything better, for once she was the damsel and it felt damn good. Her lips met his and the two locked in a kiss that went on for a few seconds of just breathless wonder and bliss. That pain and sorrow vanished and all that mattered in this messed up galaxy was her lips against his, it was this moment and how absolutely perfect it was.

Taking her arms she put her right hand around his head and gently clenched his messy brown hair, with her left she put it on the small of his lower back and closed her eyes as she went deeper into the kiss. She groaned a little into the kiss, a sound of want and need, to touch and to be touched back. And with hot breath she broke the kiss and put her forehead against his. She cared for Jarven, very very much. And this was more than attraction she felt for him, to say the L word was to go to far but she knew this was something special.

She didn't speak, she didn't want to ruin this moment with stupid things like words. She simply stared at him with those big blue eyes, things like passion and lust flickering across them. The movie still played in the background and the cookies cooled on the coffee table but they could all go to hell. The corners of her mouth twitched into a smile and she began to trail off kissing his neck and breathing into him gently. It was all just simple and nice, it felt right.

"Don't ever leave me." She said softly and finished her little trail of kisses to look into his eyes.

 

[Jarven Zexxel]

[member="Patricia Susan Garter"]

While they kissed, Jarven reached up and started to play with her hair in an ASMR kind of way. He didn't know for how long he was lost in the bliss, but Patricia broke the spell to speak to him.

"Don't ever leave me."

He met her stare with his own. "Patricia. Before I met you, I was looking for a good reason to die. After we met, you became my reason to live. I know we've practically just met, but I DON'T WANT to ever leave your side." A single tear sprang to his right eye and trailed down his face. A thought came to his mind, and he smiled. "I take it that cookies aren't your thing?"

 

[Miss Blonde]

[member="Jarven Zexxel"]

Patricia listened to him and with the hand in her hair she moved it around and wiped the tear from his face. She smiled at him softly and put a hand on his cheek as they lay side by side with one another. Gently rubbing across his beard and skin a tear ran down her face as well and she still hurt inside but he made it better, when Jarven was there it made her feel like she could do anything and get over this. When he asked the question about the cookies she giggled and smiled gently at the man.

"I like them." She said playfully as she began to stir a little.

"But I'm hungry for something else." She trailed off and rose up from her spot.

Crawling on top of him she smiled and laid down on his chest and placed her chin down on her two hands folded onto him.

"Are you hungry?" She grinned at him with a hunger to her eyes.

 

[Jarven Zexxel]

Oh, yeeeaaaahhhh. Jarven. Aaaaaalllllll riiiiiiggggghhhhht. Jarven? I've been waiting for this for a loooooooooooong tiiiiiiiiiiiiiime. Jarven!? Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. JARVEN!?! What?! Think, Jarven! I am thinking! I'm thinking about getting it on! Well then, dumbo, you're thinking with your wrong head! Think again!!

It took every ounce of self-control for him to get over his lust. He wanted it BADLY, but Jarven was raised to play the long game when it came to sensitive matters, such as this. Using his upper body strength, he hugged his hands around her and raised both he and she into a sitting position, with her sitting on his lap. He kept his hands clasped around her back as he spoke.

"Patricia...You are THE most attractive woman I have ever seen in my entire life. A man would have to be completely gay and blindfolded to..." Jarven's gaze accidentally peered down her dress. He had gotten an eyeful before his cheeks blushed and he bounced his eyes back to her face. "...to...uh...to not want to get it on with you. Trust me when I say that I really want to do what they did on the Discovery Channel...However, I don't want to partake in sex unless I'm married. Sex is the highest form of love between two people and I want to prove myself deserving of that love. Besides, I know you're going through a lot of emotional turmoil and I don't want to take advantage of you. And what about the kids? Will they be all right with me in your life? In their lives?"

[member="Patricia Susan Garter"]

 

[Miss Blonde]

[member="Jarven Zexxel"]

Oh he was one of those guys, the ones who wanted to save himself for marriage. And better yet, he was a virgin. Normally Patricia would get very pissed for getting shot down, her of all people. But the fact that he was a virgin, and that he wanted to wait for marriage really only made her want him more. Patricia was Jarven's polar opposite in terms of love, while Patricia could be his first. Jarven would be Patricia's well she lost count after she turned twenty all those years ago but long story short it would be a big number. And it was a well known fact in the ravens that Patricia enjoyed herself a good romp, she was a woman after all with needs. But Jarven was however checking her out and it was cute, she really did enjoy Jarven but she wasn't going to marry him so they could bang. At least, not yet.

"Jarven." She said while sitting on his lap.

Reaching up she pulled down the sides of her dress and let it slip down to her mid section, she wore a very frilly pink bra and it wasn't doing a very good job at covering her up to say the least.

"Jarven, I need this right now. I haven't been with anyone since I gave birth and well I want it to be with you. I need you Jarven." She put her head up against his and began to kiss the sides of his face trailing down.

"But if you really want to wait for that I understand, but know this." She said letting her words trail off slowly.

"I am going to have you, one way or the other. You can play this little marriage game all you want, but when you crack. And believe me you will." She kissed his neck and rubbed her hands through his hair.

"They don't have words for how good I'm going to make you feel." She giggled slightly and lifted her head back up to look him in the eyes with compassion and care for him.

 

[Jarven Zexxel]

Well, she's not gonna' have to wait long, because---Rein it in, dick head! Shut up, you! I---Now, hold on! We can think this one out! She needs me. She says that she NEEDS m---Yes, she needs you, Jarven. However, she understands why we want to wait. Pfft! Why YOU want to wait---Shut up, you! I'm talkin' here! Now, as I was saying, she has established that she understands me...you...us...How did this get so complicated? Anyway, she has made it clear that she can wait. If you give into her now, it would be very anticlimactic. Take the long and lightly tread road, Jarven. Who knows what you'll find!? What you'll find? Oh, probably the bottom of a liquor glass and a handful of loneliness. SHUT! UP! YOU! Guys, guys, stop. I can't hear myself think...Well, I can, but...oh, you know what I mean!

Jarven started to rub Patricia's exposed back. The TV somehow managed to catch his attention, so he turned. He saw two guys making out with each other, a girl who was upset since one of them was her boyfriend, blah blah blah. I've missed so much of the movie, I don't care anymore. He turned back to Patricia. "I'm here for you, Patricia. I didn't say that I couldn't make you feel good..." He then picked her up, turned her around, and laid her on her stomach. After that, he continued to massage her back. "...it's just that I like to save the best for last. And baby? I love playing the long game..."

[member="Patricia Susan Garter"]

 

[Miss Blonde]

[member="Jarven Zexxel"]

Patricia let out a little groan of pleasure and relaxation, it had been forever since anyone had given her a massage. She could get used to this, the being treated like a princess, not the non sex part. But you couldn't win every battle, but at the end of the day she was determined to win the war. But right now she was content with this. Now being from Zeltros it was a place where they were giving intercourse out in buckets, hand trucks even. It was a planet of lust and good times, and that part of the culture still touched Patricia's actions. The executive assistant let out another little moan at tension being released and she thought maybe this was what she needed, something that was real and slow. She had always gone from zero to sixty on relationships in the blink of an eye but this was just sweet and simple.

"Well as long as your beard doesn't tickle my thighs I think we'll be ok." She said with a little giggle then continued to lay there on the sofa.

"You know this means war right?" She of course meant that she was going to steal his innocence. She had tasted almost every flavor of the rainbow, but never virgin. So this would be interested.

"We'll see how long you can play the long game with me." She giggled again and flipped over onto her back and looked up at his eyes in a moment of silence and happiness in her eyes.