[ She had been shocked when Moira suddenly pulled away. That was quickly replaced by concern, because if Moira was acting even remotely concerned than perhaps something was wrong.
The shower was the best idea and Angela nodded.]
Alright, you go over there and I'll bring you fresh linens to dry yourself with. You keep a change of clothing in your office right?
[ She nodded in confirmation, keeping herself slightly more distanced from Angela than was probably needed. She wasn't sure how long she had to scrub at the blood in hopes that maybe the effects would reverse, but she could only hope it didn't take too long.
Undoing her tie, she started to head in the direction of the showers. ]
They're in the bottom left drawer of my desk. Should be easy to find.
[ Angela was not gone that long. She was quick to collect the necessary articles of clothing and towels. She was also quick to grab a syringe filled with something that had worked to help prevent illness for settling in before. It wasn't much, but it boosted the body's immune system with nano robots that improved the ability to fight off whatever might get thrown at it. She had no idea if it would help, or if Moira was even sick enough to need help.
She finally made her way back to the showers and started laying everything out for when Moira was done. She didn't want to wait on the treatment though. To Angela she didn't care at all about seeing Moira naked. Well other than the fact that Moira was only in various states of undress around her when they were sexual with one another.]
[ Moira had been grateful for the brief break, pulling off her clothes quick as she could once in the shower room, turning it on and not bothering for it to warm up. The spray of cold against her skin had made her yelp, but it almost pulled her back to her senses. It was hard to get the drying blood from her skin, even harder when she felt herself throbbing between her legs the way she did.
Her eyes closed for a moment, mind wandering to those days in Zurich, the feel of warm skin against her, face buried in blonde hair --
Nearly jumping out of her skin when the curtain was pulled back, she spun around to look at her, face flushed red as her hair as she gave a huff. ]
You - you shouldn't -- [ She cleared her throat, trying to control herself again. ] Sneak up on people like that.
That's not -- [ The issue, but she's not about to finish that sentence, and instead she goes to stick her arm out from the curtain, no longer under the running water as she does so. She lets her head lean against the shower wall, gazing at Angela through the crack, watching her carefully.
The moment that she feels her hands on her skin, she shivers, a low groan escaping her before she can stop it. ]
[ Angela ignored her for a moment as she focused on her arm. With a quick rub of alcohol and an even faster injection she was done. She knew Moira didn't need to be coddled through an injection.
She disposed of the needle properly before leaning back against the edge of the wall by the shower. ]
[ She wanted to tell her she wouldn't want to know, that she wouldn't care for the answer. As her hand fell back to her side, she rubbed the spot where the injection had been given.
Honesty was best. If this was indeed an illness. ]
Yes. [ It's almost growled, not wanting seeds of doubt about it all. ] I wasn't feeling a single thing until after I got the blood on me. I'm not a teenager who gets flustered whenever some beautiful woman so much as acknowledges her.
It is not silly. [ She huffed, before wiping some of the remaining blood that was stuck to her skin onto one of her hands, reaching out and going to grab onto the bare skin of Angela's arm that was exposed after. ] But fine. See for yourself.
[ The look of abject terror on her face can't be missed. She hadn't really wanted to just dive in like that and she quickly shoves Moira aside enough to get her arm under the water. ]
[ The indignation is heavy in her voice as she tries to push past her and get the water back on. ] You have absolutely no bedside manner. [ She doesn't want the stuff on her skin, and doesn't seem to care that Moira is naked next to her.
And as she tries to push her way in, she suddenly feels the rush of warmth and is acutely aware of Moira's body. Her cheeks redden and she goes instead to try and get out of the shower and towards the sink. ]
[ The moment she started to see the flush at face, Moira reached around her, going to flip the water back on as quickly as she'd turned it off. It had made her point.
It also meant getting closer to her, and rather than letting her go to try and go to the sink, Moira's hands went to grip at her waist, pulling her back and pushing her more firmly up against the wall. ]
Perhaps not, but I know when I'm right, and that's what matters most.
[ Angela had not been expecting the shower to get turned back on and suddenly her lab coat and garments are getting wet. She also wasn't expecting Moira to push her up against the wall. She felt a gasp escape her lips and she shivered under the touch. ]
I...I have to get clean Moira... I...I can't have this on my skin.
[ It wasn't as if there was even a lot of the blood on her, but the way she felt and the way Moira was looking at her suggested that they might act on whatever this effect was. ]
[ The words were almost purred against her as Moira's lips started to brush with the ghost of a touch against Angela's neck. In her normal state of mind, she may not have been so forward, but the pulsing ache makes it hard to think of being proper at the moment. ]
[ Angela was suddenly acutely aware of the wall against her back and water that was probably completely ruining her clothing. Despite that, she found that she hardly cared about those things. Moira was here and she was so close and she wanted her there. She wasn't quite sure how much of that was her own desire for her colleague or the effect of the blood on her skin. Either way she didn't back out or fight her off. ]
This is a bad idea...
[ Everything in her body language, down to the way she leaned her head back to allow Moira access to her throat said she thought nothing of the sort. That instead maybe this was a very good idea. ]
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[ Moira's lips continued to move over Angela's throat, her knee pushing itself between her legs as her hands started to work at the buttons of her blouse. She had nearly scrubbed most of the blood from her person, it was hard to tell whether or not it was still lingering effects or if she had just desired this sort of closeness more than she cared to admit. Either way, it all worked for a fairly good excuse to try her best to get her way with the other doctor. ]
A terrible idea, likely. [ Her hips ground into hers, teeth nipping at the skin. ] Just as terrible as it was at the Masquerade, I'm sure.
Yes...same as the masquerade. It was totally wrong...
[ She actually hadn't had many regrets around then, just dismissed it for what it was, a quick fuck in a dark corner of some random place. This felt much more intense. Just the feeling of having another body up against her was enough to make her go mad with desire. The water was still coming down and the blood was off her arm at this point, but she had no interest in stopping.
She was fast enough to kick off her shoes so they wouldn't be destroyed, but then she shrunk by several inches and emphasized the difference between their heights. Angela was quick to stand entirely on her toes to keep Moira's lips against her throat, but her feet were slipping out from under her.]
[ Moira wasn't about to let Angela slip out of her reach or force herself to bend in half practically in order to enjoy her. No - instead, she bent her knees slightly, going to place her hands at the back of each of Angela's thighs, before quickly lifting her up off of the ground.
She used a combination of her strength and the leverage of the wall she had her pinned to in order to get her up high enough that their hips were even with one another, and certainly giving her the ability to look at her face without craning her neck.
She waited a moment, a playful smirk on her face, before she went to press her lips hungrily against hers. ]
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The shower was the best idea and Angela nodded.]
Alright, you go over there and I'll bring you fresh linens to dry yourself with. You keep a change of clothing in your office right?
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Undoing her tie, she started to head in the direction of the showers. ]
They're in the bottom left drawer of my desk. Should be easy to find.
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She finally made her way back to the showers and started laying everything out for when Moira was done. She didn't want to wait on the treatment though. To Angela she didn't care at all about seeing Moira naked. Well other than the fact that Moira was only in various states of undress around her when they were sexual with one another.]
May I see your arm please?
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Her eyes closed for a moment, mind wandering to those days in Zurich, the feel of warm skin against her, face buried in blonde hair --
Nearly jumping out of her skin when the curtain was pulled back, she spun around to look at her, face flushed red as her hair as she gave a huff. ]
You - you shouldn't -- [ She cleared her throat, trying to control herself again. ] Sneak up on people like that.
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[ Still, she works to keep her eyes averted, if only to keep her own thoughts of the freckled skin out of her mind. ]
I won't look but if you can just stick your arm out of the curtain, I can do what I need to do.
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The moment that she feels her hands on her skin, she shivers, a low groan escaping her before she can stop it. ]
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She disposed of the needle properly before leaning back against the edge of the wall by the shower. ]
So tell me what you are feeling?
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Honesty was best. If this was indeed an illness. ]
Frustrated. [ It wasn't a lie. ] And... aroused.
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[ That was something that Angela had not been expecting to hear.
It took her a moment to even figure out what she meant and then when she said she was aroused her eyes went wide. ]
Ohhh!
[ Her own cheeks went red and she swallowed hard. ]
And you think that it's because of the nurse? [ There is an edge of doubt in her words. ]
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[ She was embarrassed at the thought. ]
And I don't know, this place has made us act strangely at times.
[ She thinks for a moment before thinking of a possible idea. ]
Well, perhaps I need to touch it to see if it is like that.
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You can't be serious.
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You said yourself you weren't going to catch anything from it.
[ Moira may be the one that experiments on herself, but it's not like Angela will refuse to do what is needed to figure out a cause. ]
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Well, how else am I going to prove you wrong about such a silly notion as aphrodisiac blood!
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Are you insane!?
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[ The indignation is heavy in her voice as she tries to push past her and get the water back on. ] You have absolutely no bedside manner. [ She doesn't want the stuff on her skin, and doesn't seem to care that Moira is naked next to her.
And as she tries to push her way in, she suddenly feels the rush of warmth and is acutely aware of Moira's body. Her cheeks redden and she goes instead to try and get out of the shower and towards the sink. ]
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It also meant getting closer to her, and rather than letting her go to try and go to the sink, Moira's hands went to grip at her waist, pulling her back and pushing her more firmly up against the wall. ]
Perhaps not, but I know when I'm right, and that's what matters most.
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I...I have to get clean Moira... I...I can't have this on my skin.
[ It wasn't as if there was even a lot of the blood on her, but the way she felt and the way Moira was looking at her suggested that they might act on whatever this effect was. ]
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[ The words were almost purred against her as Moira's lips started to brush with the ghost of a touch against Angela's neck. In her normal state of mind, she may not have been so forward, but the pulsing ache makes it hard to think of being proper at the moment. ]
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This is a bad idea...
[ Everything in her body language, down to the way she leaned her head back to allow Moira access to her throat said she thought nothing of the sort. That instead maybe this was a very good idea. ]
uh general nsfw warning for the rest of this thread is prob a good call
A terrible idea, likely. [ Her hips ground into hers, teeth nipping at the skin. ] Just as terrible as it was at the Masquerade, I'm sure.
Yup. Turn around. Sexytiems ahead.
[ She actually hadn't had many regrets around then, just dismissed it for what it was, a quick fuck in a dark corner of some random place.
This felt much more intense. Just the feeling of having another body up against her was enough to make her go mad with desire. The water was still coming down and the blood was off her arm at this point, but she had no interest in stopping.
She was fast enough to kick off her shoes so they wouldn't be destroyed, but then she shrunk by several inches and emphasized the difference between their heights. Angela was quick to stand entirely on her toes to keep Moira's lips against her throat, but her feet were slipping out from under her.]
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She used a combination of her strength and the leverage of the wall she had her pinned to in order to get her up high enough that their hips were even with one another, and certainly giving her the ability to look at her face without craning her neck.
She waited a moment, a playful smirk on her face, before she went to press her lips hungrily against hers. ]
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