Revolutionary War Roleplay! [CLOSED]

"Yes ma'am." He replied softly.

Jane hummed against his shoulder, content with where she was.

He gently slid her off, swung his legs over the bedside and stood up. He had a nice butt.

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Francis, Edonine's alter persona, was rummaging through their things for a fresh set of socks. It was so obvious now, it felt embarrassing how he didn't notice beforehand how the two were one in the same human.

(Whoah did not see that coming
Lmao I’m blind)
(Are they at camp already?)

Yeah lol)

Pierre wiped the sweat off his brow, digging through his belongings before locating a flask of water. He took a deep drink, glancing over at Edonine— at Francis— while he did.

She pulled them out, and replaced her current sweat-soaked pair.

Coming up behind her, he wrapped his arms around her waist after checking that the entry flap of the tent was closed.

"H-hey," she quietly laughed.

He pressed a kiss to her cheek. “Hey there.”

She rest her hands over his. "Im not looking forward to running.."

“I can help you work out, strengthen your legs,” he offered, sweeping another kiss across her temple.

"We can run in the mornings." She quoted what he'd been saying for a while now.

“Mm.” He paused, thinking. “Who’s taking care of Delta? Now that you’re here.”

"My neighbors. she smiled. "Lovely older couple. Practically my parents,"

“Sounds nice..” He trailed off, looking around the tent. “This is far from how you used to live, I know. I wish I could give you better.

"Pierre," she sighed. "This is fine…" She touched his cheek.

He shrugged, looking away. “If you say so.”

She rolled up on her toes to kiss him.

Pierre would his arms around her waist, smiling.

Edonine pushed hair behind his ear, "My moon,"

Pierre leaned into her touch, eyes glimmering. “My sun.”

She kissed him again, left a little bite on his lower lip. "Okay." Edonine laughed, "Let's go see what the boys are up to."

His eyes widened imperceptibly, a hand coming up to gently brush the spot her teeth had grazed him. “Y-Yeah. Yeah. Let’s go.”

Edonine covered her mouth to stifle a laugh, seeing how easily she could make that man crumble. "You're pitiful, Pierre,"

Pink bloomed across his cheeks. “It’s not my fault you have that kind of affect on me..” he mumbled, reaching for her again.

She let herself be reeled back in. "What're you gonna do about it?" She challenged softly.

“This.”
And he was kissing her again, crushing his mouth against hers with enough force to make her take a stumbling step backwards. He reeled her in again, holding on tightly.

Oh, he sent her crashing into a fog of bliss. Edonine had to grasp at his suit to keep herself from simply collapsing, weak at the knees. "Pierre!" She gasped upon separation.

He offered her a dashing grin, all trace of flusteredness having disappeared. “You’re pitiful, Edonine,” he echoed.

"Oh, God, why are you so…" She didn't finish, just giggled and kissed him again.