[It's a placating gesture, but it's one from Zero, so she allows it with minimal eye rolling.]
As far as keeping up with you's concerned, I've got it handled. [The mischievous, challenging glint in her eyes is familiar.] Managed just fine the last two times. Besides, I'm not the only old geezer around here.
[Zero's aging had been more graceful than hers so far — unsurprising. It didn't keep her from waking up with aches and pains, however.]
And I'm still holding out hope for one that takes more after you.
[ Her smile is small and shy, though she's facing Aloy her eyes don't land on her. It felt too embarrassing. ]
You say that now.. let's see how you feel when it can't understand your smartypants language.
[ And then suddenly she pounces, crouching and jumping, knocking Aloy onto her back.
She pins Aloy's wrists above her head - Kotallo had been a boon over the years a she used her prosthetic less and less.
She's still strong, wants to stay strong for as long as possible. Aging was scary for shallow reasons, but also because she feared not being able to defend herself or her family.
Zero leans down, so close her lips skim the curve of Aloy's ear. ]
Doesn't matter. [Aloy says, noticing Zero's smile and not commenting on it, though it makes her expression warm anyway.] If they're interested in something else, that's go-
[But she doesn't finish her sentence — Zero's pinning her to the bed before she can. Aloy tests her grip by shifting her wrists experimentally. Firm, but she's reasonably certain she can break free if she puts her back into it. That being said, she's disinclined to move yet. Instead, she snorts in amusement.]
Oh yeah? Ever heard of practicing what you preach? [...And a beat later:] We're doing this? Now? They're a room away.
[Now Aloy's eyeroll is full and dramatic.] You're a complete menace. What did I do to deserve that?
And, [a very familiar, disgusted face follows this, the grimace exaggerated by her cheeks being pulled at.] gross. Ugh, don't call it that. That's not how it works, by the way.
Hmph. [Aloy pats at her now reddened cheeks, watching as Zero rolls off of her.] I'm not a nerd.
[She was a nerd, but the harmless bantering is both amusing and comfortably familiar.
As for her children... Aloy raises an eyebrow.] Hey. Why are they always my kids when they're being difficult? Maybe they're being disagreeable because of your genes.
[This was a regular thing too, even though she knew very well that genes didn't work that way, either.]
[ It's hard to know if she's making a joke or actually believes that.
In a very Zero manner, she follows up her jabbing by melting into the shape of Aloy's body. And there she stays, content in the quiet intimacy of their closeness. ]
They're assholes because we are too. But they're your kids because they're the best of you.
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[Leaning into the touch, Aloy manages a lopsided smile.]
You wanna tell them that? They put me through the ringer today.
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[ Zero pats her cheek, the mood shifts entirely. ]
Worry about how you're going to keep up with me, ya geezer.
[ The last time they'd experience pregnancy hormone addled intimacy. And the last time they'd get to partake in all the things that came after that. ]
So? What's your wishlist for this one?
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As far as keeping up with you's concerned, I've got it handled. [The mischievous, challenging glint in her eyes is familiar.] Managed just fine the last two times. Besides, I'm not the only old geezer around here.
[Zero's aging had been more graceful than hers so far — unsurprising. It didn't keep her from waking up with aches and pains, however.]
And I'm still holding out hope for one that takes more after you.
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You say that now.. let's see how you feel when it can't understand your smartypants language.
[ And then suddenly she pounces, crouching and jumping, knocking Aloy onto her back.
She pins Aloy's wrists above her head - Kotallo had been a boon over the years a she used her prosthetic less and less.
She's still strong, wants to stay strong for as long as possible. Aging was scary for shallow reasons, but also because she feared not being able to defend herself or her family.
Zero leans down, so close her lips skim the curve of Aloy's ear. ]
It's not nice to call people names.
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[But she doesn't finish her sentence — Zero's pinning her to the bed before she can. Aloy tests her grip by shifting her wrists experimentally. Firm, but she's reasonably certain she can break free if she puts her back into it. That being said, she's disinclined to move yet. Instead, she snorts in amusement.]
Oh yeah? Ever heard of practicing what you preach? [...And a beat later:] We're doing this? Now? They're a room away.
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Nah, don't need to traumatize them after we made them mad as hell. I'm gonna blue ball you until it's baby making time.
[ she cups Aloy's cheeks, tugging on them in a childish way. ]
Maybe it'll make your spunk stronger.
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And, [a very familiar, disgusted face follows this, the grimace exaggerated by her cheeks being pulled at.] gross. Ugh, don't call it that. That's not how it works, by the way.
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[ she tugs on aloy's cheeks like she is ventriloquist and Aloy is her puppet.
Many things have changed, for the better even - but some things about their dynamic would always remain the same.
They brought the children they'd never gotten to be with one another.
Zero offers mercy and rolls off of Aloy lying next to her once more. ]
Anyway, not my fault your kids are in the next room. Other wise I'd show you a good time.
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[She was a nerd, but the harmless bantering is both amusing and comfortably familiar.
As for her children... Aloy raises an eyebrow.] Hey. Why are they always my kids when they're being difficult? Maybe they're being disagreeable because of your genes.
[This was a regular thing too, even though she knew very well that genes didn't work that way, either.]
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[ It's hard to know if she's making a joke or actually believes that.
In a very Zero manner, she follows up her jabbing by melting into the shape of Aloy's body. And there she stays, content in the quiet intimacy of their closeness. ]
They're assholes because we are too. But they're your kids because they're the best of you.