EmilMarine

Marty says (12:25 AM)
HEY EMIL. I am giving you the choice. You must fuck one of the other MEdics. So choose. The ex-nazi, the ginger asshole who hates and  tortures you, or the nice lady?
Emil- .../latches onto Marine like a limpet
Marine: Oh! *gently pets his hair*  Well 'allo zhere...
Emil- *slight nuzzle* nn.
Marine: *kisses his forehead* Don't worry, mon petit... I'll take care of you, oui~?
Emil- *smiles* danke...
Marine: *purrs and nuzzles into his neck, gently sliding her hand down, rubbing at him trhough his pants; she's not sure why the invisible goddess who controls her is forcing them to do this but...*
Emil- *gasps, hands tensing in her coat at the touch - it takes a bit of time, but he starts to get hard at her attentions* nnn....
Marine: Zhere you go...~ *nibbles at his neck, moving up to take off his coat and shirt; if she's being made to do this she's gonna have to work him up to it*
Emil- *flushes as his body is bared, goosebumps rising if she touches his bare skin*
Marine: *coo* Zhat's it...~ *pets over his bare chest, her other hand working on his pants*
Emil- *seems rather embarassed, not looking at her. His tattoo is visible, black against his soft brown skin* nnng...
Marine: ...*sees it and though she doesn't say a word about it she still feels a stab of guilt. She makes a note of avoiding  it* It's alright, dear... *moves back to kissing his neck, so he doesn't feel like she has  her eyes all over him and gently slideshis pants down and frees him, taking hold and stroking lightly*  mmmh...
Emil- *his hips twitch a bit as his cock is freed into the cool air, and he flushes even more when she takes hold of him. He touches at her sides, rubbing gently and not sure what to do*
Marine: *moves up to whisper at him, sensing his unease* It's alright... You don't 'ave to... I can do everyzhing  if  you want me too...
Emil- j...just tell me what to do...I...I’ve never...with a woman...
Marine: Really, dear... You don't 'ave to do anyzhing for me... I know zhis isn't easy for you... *strokes a little faster, her other hand moving to pull off her own clothes*
Emil- *moans, helping her best he can with his trembling hands*
Marine: *once she has herself bared she moves over him* W...would you like me to... err... do zhis... or should you?
Emil- d...do what... *can’t help but stare, hands gently touching her healthy curves, admiring her pale skin against his own darker tone* nnn....
Marine: *shivers as he feels over her body;  he's really not used to women, is he?* Ah. I mean... well... I could be on top.. o-or  you could be... I'm fine eizher way...
Emil- *leans in to nuzzle her neck* um... I dunno..
Marine: mmmh... *tilts her head to let him in more, slipping a hand behind his neck and stroking his hair* Whatever you want to do, petit...~
Emil- *carefully feels over her breasts, leaning down and warily licking over a nipple* nnn...
Marine: *she wasn't expecting that* Ooh...! *her fingers tense in his hair and she purrs, rubbing against him a bit*
Emil- *decides he likes exploring with his mouth, messily kissing over her breast before moving a bit lower. He’s starting to feel braver*
Marine: Aaah... *flushes and strokes his head; something about this naivete is kind of a turn-on, giving him  encouraging mewls, spreading her legs a bit*
Emil- *moves his hands down to rest on her hips, his wet, messy kisses down to her navel now, and he dips his tonge in. He moves a bit lower, pausing just before he’s at her sensitive places. he looks up at her as if asking permission*
Marine: *her hazel eyes lock right on his blue and she shivers; he's being so curious and sweet with her, she just can't say no. She strokes his neck gently and nods* Oui...~
Emil- *smiles a little and takes a deep breath, his hand going before his mouth to gently feel over her there, thin fingers keeping their touches light. He kisses down a bit, his lips brushing her clit softly*
Marine: Oooh.... *pets him, feeling the little shocks go trhough her as he explores her. When he brushes her spot she gasps, trying to keep her hips from bucking up too much* Ah!
Emil- *mewls a little, finding he likes the taste of her. He moves lower to lap over her properly, his fingers still gently feeling and exploring. One of his fingers slips inside, and he flushes*
Marine: *grips into his hair a bit, stroking it a bit rougher now, mewling loud when he slips inside* Oh...~!! G...good boy...~ *spreads her legs wider, letting him in more*
Emil- *pushes his finger deeper, mouthing over her pussy and making little wanting sounds, squirming a bit as his cock gives a strong, needy throb* mmmnn... *withdraws his finger, perssing his tongue into her instead, tasting her deeply* mmm...!
Marine: *when his tongue  slips in she feels herself go weak, feeling a deep, deep shiver run through her* Aaaaah.... *takes his head in her hands, cradling it against her* T-tres biiiiien...~
Emil- *eagerly licking and probing and sucking at her pussy, shyness dissolving quickly as his need builds, spurred on by the sounds she makes, the way she tastes, the rush of trying something new...*
Marine: *her legs wrap a bit around his back, nails gently scratching at his head and neck as she strokes him lovingly, needily* Emiiiiil...! *she purrs out, every little caress his warm, wet mouth gives her driving her closer and closer to the edge*
Emil- *shivers at the feel of her nails, his hands resting on her thights now, squeezing gently as he lavishes attention over her, moaning*
Marine: *panting hard, tilting her head back as one last brush against her clit sends her over. HEr thighs squeeze against him a bit as she gives a loud, purring moan of his name, shivering all over as she scratches at his head again*
Emil- *moans at the taste of her climax, lapping at her eagerly, tongue firm against her*
Marine: *mewls out praises in French, petting his head as he draws out her climax. Even after the rush she can still feel the heat of her arousal burning... and she knows he must be feeling it too* O-oooh... Emil...~
Emil- *pulls away eventualy, panting and licking his lips* mmnn...
Marty says (1:29 AM)
Marine: ...*gives him a hazy grin* What did you zhink~?
Emil- *flushed dark* t..taste so good...
Marine: *shivers* mmmh.... Tres bien~ *now very worked up, she leans back on the bed, mewling softly and keeping her legs spread*
Emil- *feels over her softly for a moment, before moving to settle between her legs, cock throbbing* nnng...
Marine: *nuzzles into his neck, nipping at him eagerly* Emil...~ *she lifts her hips a bit, rubbing right against him, still very wet from his previous atttentions*
Emil- *gives a long moan, the underside of his cock rubbing over her a few times as he ruts against her, shyly kissing her chin and lower lip*
Marine: *shivers deeply again, pulling her legs around his waist, so hot and eager for  him to just come inside already* nnnh... S...si vous plait... *nip*
Emil- *kisses her lips softly and draws back his hips, plunging into her warm wet body in a single stroke, moaning into the kiss*
Marine: *kisses him back, answering with a low, breathy moan of her own, tugging him deeper with her legs. Her hands slide over his back, lightly brushing him with her  nails* mmmmh~!
Emil- *starts a steadt rythem of thrusts, hands gripping her hips tight as he thrusts into her, slow, steady, and deep* mmmnn...!
Marine: *rocks her own hips with his, purring low and giving little gasps when he buries into  her all the way. The  slow, gentle pace makes her shiver; he's so sweet with her* mmmmh...~!!
Emil- *starting to leak precum into her already, quite worked up from going down on her earlier. His bucks get a bit faster and firmer, but he tries hard to be gentle with her* a-aaahn~
Marine: *scratches into him a bit more with her nails, her head tilting back onto the bed. As he gets rougher with her she tenses more  around him, mewling out his name in increasing pitch*
Emil- *kisses and nips at her neck, moaning happily as he pounds into her, squeezing her hips gently*
Marine: *at this rate it doesn't take her long to hit her second climax, nails digging  into his back a bit harder as she tightens all around him, squeezing down with her legs and kissing at his face and neck, lost in  her pleasure*
Emil- *shivers and follows not long after, crying out as he spills his seed into her belly* mmnnn~! *kisses her deeply*
Marine: *returns the kiss passionately, giving a sharp mewl into it as she feels his warm seed flood into her* mmmh... *holds him close, a hand running up to caress his head*
Emil- *rocks into her to draw out both their climaxes, shivering with the force of it* mmm... *strokes her sides and breasts*
Marine: *shivers, still a bit dazed as the aftershocks still rush trhough her. She breaks the kiss, nuzzling into his neck* a-aaah.... t...tres biiien.....
Emil- *clutches her, his hips slowling* nnn...  *panting*
Marine: ...*juuust opens her eyes to look up at him, giving a soft, hazy smile* mmmh....
Emil- *nuzzle* w...wow...
Marine: *kisses his cheek* So you liked it, petit~? *in a very soft, affectionate voice*
Emil- *flushes and nods*
Marine: *pets him, nuzzling his neck* Good...~ *she pulls him to the side, giving a tiny gasp as he slides out of her, and takes him snugly into her arms* mmmh...
Emil- *smiles and snuggles against her*
Marine: *it's a month later and she fidgets outside the door of Emil's side of the medbay; how could that have lead to... this? Nervously she knocks at the door*
Emil- *there’s a bit of shuffling, then he opens the door, looking tired - he was having a nap at the desk* mm?
Marine: Ah... 'Allo... M-may I come in?
Emil- ah... ja, come in. *steps aside*
Marty says (12:01 PM)
Marine: *steps inside, her face a bit pink as she knows she'll have to reveal the news* Ah... 'Ow 'ave you been...?
Emil- keeping busy. *little smile, starting to wake up more* ah...would you like a drink?
Marine: ...*bluuushes* O-of what kind...?
Emil- *goes to the little kitchen area and rummages around* I have... a few tea bags... *peeks in a jar* I think this is coffee... *looks in fridge* and I have a water jug, and a few beers. *picks up a beer bottle and waggles it*
Marine: *at the mention of beer she looks down* J-just some tea, please...
Emil- alright. *gets a beat-up looking kettle and fills it, putting it on the stove*
Marine: ..*takes a deep breath; it's now or never, and it's only right he should know* I... Suppose you remember our.... ah... engagement about a monzh ago...
Emil- *flushes* ah...y-yes...
Marine: ...*fidget* Well... it's not like I didn't enjoy it... a-and I'm glad you did too...but... z-zhere is somezhing you should know...
Emil- *stares at her with wide eyes* nn...?
Marine: I... b-became concerned after a bit and... l-last night I ran a test and... well... *her voice shrinks* I zhink... zhat I'm... *tiiiiny voice* pregnant...
Emil- *you can practicly see his brain crash* i...i...see...
Marine: *looks down* I-I'm so sorry... I 'ad no idea 'ow it 'appened but...
Emil- ... *takes a deep breath and goes over to her, shakily touching her hair* u-uhm... I...I’ll help you...if you need it...
Marine: *feels very bad for him, as well as worried about herself as well* I'm so sorry... I... I  didn't mean to drag you into zhis...
Emil- it’s alright... *shakily touches her belly*
Marine: *gets a little shiver as he touches her there, knowing what's in there now* nnh...
Emil- *rubs gently, even if he knows that it’s too small to be really felt yet*
Marine: *flushes darker as he keeps touching her there, with the same gentleness he showed that night* I... I'll do my best... to not make zhis 'ard for you...
Emil- this is my fault... *blush*
Marine: *shakes her head* No... no it's not.. I.. I should 'ave done somezhing... I g-got carried away and wasn't zhinking...
Emil- *petpet* either way... I’ll take care of you....
Marine: ...*looks down* A...are you sure...?
Emil- *nods* y-yes...
Marine: ...*nuzzles hisneck, holding him close* Zhank you...
Emil- *cuddles her* mmm. *nuzzles her hair*
Marine: *pets his back* You... really are very sweet, you know zhat...?
Emil- you think so...? *blush*
Marine: *soft kiss* Oui... A-already offering to 'elp me... *little voice8 Y...you were sweet zhen too...
Emil- *snuggle* I...I just want to treat you well...
Marine: *blushes dark* mm.. and... and if zhere's anyzhing i can ever do  foryou...
Emil- *nuzzles her, purring a little*
Marine: *kisses his neck again, gently stroking his back*
Emil- *starts to kiss her neck...then the kettle whistles* oh.!
Marine: *is startled out  of the hug, looking over* Ah... *blushing* Heheh...
Emil- *pets her face softly then goes to get it, pouring the boiling water into two cups and dropping teabags in* do you want sugar or cream...?
Marine: Just a bit of sugar, please... *goes to sit down, still... kind of surprised at all of this. She's feeling all warm and glowy, and she writes it as some kind of mix of hormones and just how sweet Emil is*
Emil- *pulls a little bag of sugar from the cupboard and puts a spoonfull in her cup, and a couple in his. he hands her her cup*
Marine: Zhank you... *takes the cup and takes a little sip* mmh... *looks over at him, unsure of what to say; after everything it's still a bit awkward*
Emil- *sits on one of the beds, swishing the tea in his cup a bit and looking off absently*
Marine: *she keeps studying him and his features, her head drifting into thoughts of what their baby might look like... but when she  comes to her senses she blushes dark. Is she already that comfortable with this idea?* nnnh...
Emil- *rubs his finger around the rim of the cup, his own through a lot less happy than hers - he knows what most think of his people, and what about the child...?*
Marine: *she wonders what he's thinking about, andworried because he still looks uncomfortable* I zhink... zhat we'll be alright... *she tries to give him a smile* We 'ave zhe bozh of us in zhis togezher, after all...
Emil- *startled out of his thoughts, he turns and smiles at her* ah...yes...
Marine: *moves to sit closer to him* Zhere 'ave been worse situations like zhis... *smile*
Emil- *pets her hair* mm...
Marine: Besides... *nuzzle* I am glad... zhat at least it was you... *smile*
Emil- *smiles back, flushing* r-really?
Marine: You're so gentle... Even zhroughout zhis you've remained just as sweet... *nuzzle*
Emil- *kisses her face sweetly, flushed dark and not sure what to do now*
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Marine: *it's a few months later, and she makes her way to the RED base, knocking on Emil's medbay door. Her belly's quite a bit bigger now, pressing out against her coat, leaving absolutely no question*
Emil- come in, bitte!
Marine: *comes in quickly, closing the door* Ah... 'Allo. *smiles*
Emil- *turns and smiles - he’s doing paperwork* hallo
Marine: Ah... Are you busy right now? *smilesmile; her face is always a bit pink when she comes here, her hand resting on her belly without her thinking*
Emil- not really. *puts the papers away* what can i do for you?
Marine: Well... I've made a bit of progress and... *blush* I zhink it's time for a checkup... *smiles sweetly at him*
Emil- ah, I see. *flushes and gets up* okay.
Marine: *goes over and kisses him on the cheek, going over to sit on one of the beds*
Emil- *gets his dusty old ultrasound machine - last time he had to use this was to locate the mouse that the other RED medic had sealed inside one of the scouts by accident. He blows off the dust and sneezes*
Marine: *laughs softly, looking on and a bit excited about what she's about to see*
Emil- *carefully sets up, humming* oh where is the gel for this, I hope it didn’t dry up... *rummage*
Marine: If you can't find any zhen I might 'ave some back at zhe BLU base...
Emil- aha! *grabs it from the bottom of the cabnet*
Marine: Ah. *smiles wide, lying back on the bed, slipping off her coat and lifting her shirt so that her round belly sticks up* mmh....
Emil- *smiles and gently starts to spread the gel, flushing a bit when he thinks about it...that’s his baby in there... He feels a bit proud*
Marine: *shivers as the cool gel is spread on her bare skin. She looks back up at him, taking note of the blush on his face. She gives a tiny gasp as she feels the little child stir inside her* nnnh...
Emil- *his eyes widen* ah... *smiles and picks up  the ultrasound wand, pulling the machine so Marine can see the screen*
Marine: *turns her head to look at the screen, watching it carefully. She can't help but paw at the sides of her belly, still trying to wrap her head around what she's seeing on the screen is what's going on in her*
Emil- *presses the wand to her belly, gently moving it around to see what’s in there*
Marine: *studies the screen, watching over the shifting white lines until.... There it is! She gasps a little bit, fixed on the imageof the tiny baby* A-aah...
Emil- ah... there you are, mein kleines Kind... *smiles wide, centreing the wand over the tiny child*
Marine: *smiling wide, looking over every little bit of the baby. She can't tell very much about it right now from where she is, but she still can't help but be awed* O-oui...
Emil- *reaches over and presses the button to print a picture, making sure the wand is still*
Marine: *she starts to tear up a little* 'E's beautiful....
Emil- ja... *reaches to pet her face gently*
Marine: *nuzzles his hand, a few tears leaking onto his hand* mmm...
Emil- ah...wh...why are you crying...?
Marine: Oh... *snff* I'm sorry... zhis is just a little overwhelming... *smiles* But zhey are good tears...
Emil- oh.. *smiles and pets her cheek, then gets the printed uot picture*
Marine: *her eyes keep drfting between him and her belly. Right now it's like her worries have dissovled for a little while, feeling warm inside*
Emil- *offers it to her* here.
Marine: Zhank you... *takes them, propping them up against her belly and looking at them. She dreamily thinks for a second like the pictures are a little window to inside her, and she laughs softly*
Emil- *gently cleans the gel off her belly*
Marine: *smiles up a him, mewling softly as he touches her*
Emil- *when she’s cleaned, he leans down and nuzzles her belly* mm..
Marine: *puts the pictures to the side and gently cradles his head against her belly, stroking his hair* So is 'e alright~?
Emil- he looks healthy and developing well. *nuzzles and smiles*
Marine: Tres bien...~ *smiles down at him, scooting over to let him on the bed more*
Emil- *settles next to her, fussing over her baby*
Marine: *purrs, holding him close. The baby shifts a little* mmmn....
Emil- *smiles wider, feeling over her skin* wow...
Marine: Amazing... isn't it? *puts her hand over his on her belly*
Emil- ja...*nuzzles her belly*