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 Posted: Thu Mar 16, 2017 5:38 pm
With her head nestled comfortably, Menolly practically breathed her declaration into his skin, "I am so happy." The sigh of contentment followed punctuated with a nuzzle. Everything was sunshine and comfort. That didn't fade as her eyes opened, shining up at him with her smile.
At that moment the angel didn't know if she was tired or not, the feeling of exhilaration to be where she wanted to be was unclear. The bed could have been a pillow on the floor, it didn't matter. She had him and she was in his arms, anything would do.
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Posted: Thu Mar 16, 2017 5:54 pm
He felt his face heat from the admission. Was she happy with him holding her? Or spending the night? Or the wine? He looked down when he felt her head move up to look at him.
He could kiss her.
OR he could not get murdered by her father if he found out. So instead, he lowered her down to the bed. Only with his own drunk self, balance wasn't his friend. The poor demons eyes widened a second before he fell down onto the sheets with her.
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Posted: Thu Mar 16, 2017 6:02 pm
There was no question in her mind, Menolly joyously snuggled into Raken's side. This was where he meant to be and that was all there was to it. Snuggled so closely to the demon gave room to really look at him. With the wine emboldening her, and her interpretation of his acceptance of her, Menolly took the chance.
Reaching one hand up, she brushed a little of his hair from his face, a soft hand trailing then down his cheek. Another smile bloomed, she was just overjoyed by the whole turn of events.
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Posted: Thu Mar 16, 2017 6:10 pm
Oh no no. He had to get up. This was not good. He needed to get up and get sheets and lay on the floor and Guardians she had gorgeous eyes.
Time seemed to stand still as he looked at her, a warm hand slipping down his face. Her smile was bright, shinning like her eyes. His heart beat faster, and he pulled her a little closer.
Bad idea.
Didn't care.
Really, really bad idea.
I mean, would Kurt really kill me?
They weren't doing anything that bad. Not yet. Just laying on the bed, looking at each other, bodies molded close.
What if she rejected him though?
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Posted: Thu Mar 16, 2017 6:19 pm
Time went slow then all the sudden it stopped. He pulled her closer and she waited on baited breath. Well, the angel tried to wait, but the feeling of his beating heart under her hand told her it was okay.
For a moment she closed her eyes, drinking in the feel of the room. The fur of the bed beneth them, the solid comfort of the pae holding her. Even the scent of everything was comforting. It felt like safety, like the best place she could be.
Once again she opened her eyes, it was not sleep she wanted. Oh no, looking right at Raken, Menolly used their closeness to lean in for a real kiss. This was no peck on the cheek, the angel had every intention of solidly kissing the demon she was snuggled against.
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Posted: Thu Mar 16, 2017 6:31 pm
His head was swimming from the alcohol. He knew this was a bad idea, but for some reason didn't care. The consequences seemed so far away. Neither had seen Kurt in months.
She closed her eyes and he looked to her lips. Maybe. No. He couldn't.
They suddenly opened, and the angel moved closer still. Lips met lips, and his eyes widened even further. Not a friend peck, not a joke. A real, honest, kiss. His eyelids pulled closed as he pulled her closer, returning the pressure she gave.
It was easier to receive forgiveness than permission.
An arm slipped from her waist to place a hand behind her head as he returned her kiss and more.
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Posted: Fri Mar 17, 2017 2:19 am
Unconflicted, the little angel made quite the salacious sound when he kissed her back. All of her desires for closeness came crashing to her and Menolly couldn't get enough.
She almost didn't know what to do with herself. That wasn't far from the truth, this wasn't a situation she'd Been known to find herself. The kiss chased all thoughts away, all memories except this moment.
Hooking one of her legs against his, unwilling to risk their parting, Menolly allowed her hands to move on their own. One followed a similar path to his, up the shoulder to his hair. Only, the back of her hand played along the edge of his ear. The other stayed against his shoulder just holding on. It wasn’t quite for dear life but at the moment it felt like life existed for this moment.
Somewhere, very distantly, she wondered why pae needed to breathe as the issue would come up. Kissing wasn’t exactly a skill she had, knowing how to breathe into it wasn’t something she had time to develop. Every fiber of her was unwilling to pull away, unwilling to lose this.
Tartara Seabreeze am I going to have to dust off the censor curtin for you to? i still have it out from Vday biggrin
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Posted: Fri Mar 17, 2017 10:19 am
It was like a dam had been broken; there was no putting the water back. He hadn't kissed another, held another, since Fre. And that was many seasons ago. He hadn't realized just how much his body yearned for such carnal pleasures.
Her reactions emboldened him. He broke their lip lock only to take a quick breath before hungerily claiming hers again as he flipped over her to straddle the angel. The pull for intimacy was getting stronger, more insistent like a primal need. If Kurt himself had suddenly burst into the room Raken doubted he could be pulled away.
So he gave into the temptations of the flesh, without inhibitions from the alcohol. Long into the night until finally sleep took him.
OOC: cue blackout curtain!
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Posted: Fri Mar 17, 2017 12:29 pm
It is hard to say how long Menolly was truly awake, awareness came slow like sinking into a warm bath. First, the beating of a strong heart at rest and the rhythmic breathing lulling her back to sleep. The warmth alone was enough to almost convince the angel to fall back.
Sleep would rob her of feeling; however, and it was those feelings she drank in. An emptiness or void within her had been filled so thoroughly she didn't even know what to do with herself. Any lingering discomforts were a far dash away from the prefect contentment she felt.
In a compromise to herself, Menolly snuggled into Raken, her head nestled comfortably against he crook of his arm. A deep sigh of pleasure followed with a smile that couldn't be erased with anything short of being kicked out. No, while her eyes were closed the happy angel was very much awake now just unwilling to move. Anything breaking the contact was more than she could will herself to do.Tartara Seabreeze *looks at the previously chained up trunk* Oh dear
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Posted: Fri Mar 17, 2017 3:57 pm
It wasn't the sunlight that filtered through the window or the sound of birds chirping which woke him, but rather an unaccustomed feeling of something moving. Slowly he roused from his slumber, steadily becoming aware of something... Or someone... Pressed against his side. His eyes finally opened to glance down.
What.
Did he.
Do.
The breath caught in his throat as his groggy mind began to work. His head hurt. The wine. Colors, blurry motions laughter and whispered names. His memory felt fragmented, there were holes he could not explain. It hurt to think. But he could see enough to know. To remember. What he had done. What they had done. There was very little they hadn't.
"Menolly?" He whispered, his mind hastily trying to piece together what he should do, what he should say.
May Guardians take pity on his soul.
Because Kurt would not.
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Posted: Fri Mar 17, 2017 4:21 pm
Her name, it called her from that warm place between awake and resting.
Fluttering her eyes open, Menolly shifted just enough against him that she could clearly make eye contact. The angel rubbed a little of the sleep out of her eyes with a yawn to chase it off. Placing the hand right back on his chest where it belonged, she smiled warmly.
Great affection responded, "Good morning, Raken. How did you sleep?" Not in the best position to give a good morning kiss at the moment, Menolly followed with a kiss to his shoulder.
She'd have to move, and probably stretch a bit, but at the moment she didn't want to. An island of content against the panic in Raken that she couldn't perceive clearly enough.
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Posted: Fri Mar 17, 2017 8:34 pm
The female couldn't look more content with life if she tried. Meanwhile, he was borderline panicking. "Good...good. I sleep well. Thank you."
She felt so nice cuddled like this. But all he could think about was his imminent doom. If someone did what he did with Dyas... Guardians Azure took things slow and steady and he nearly killed him. The demon swallowed hard as his free hand lifted to his pending forehead. "We need to talk. About last night." Least she could be happy that for the moment he wasn't prying her off of him.
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Posted: Fri Mar 17, 2017 8:43 pm
To her credit, Menolly was starting to feel like something was off, but couldn't put her finger on it.
Shifting enough to allow her to prop herself up on a forearm, she looked to him as he spoke. We need to talk? That earned a head tilt as her smile faded and brow knitted. What was there to talk about? Some of it was on the fuzzy side but nothing seemed wrong.
The more she tried to puzzle though what he was saying the more fear started to settle in her heart. Boundaries, oh she'd forgotten about them. Or didn't care at the moment. "Oh, I am so sorry!" She'd overstepped, that had to be it.
Just the storm of guilt, fear, sadness and the sinking feeling this wasn't how she was going to wake up tomorrow started the threat of tears.
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Posted: Fri Mar 17, 2017 8:55 pm
Realization passed over the poor angel like a dark cloud. The smile disappeared and her beautiful eyes -guardians those eyes- started to glisten.
Didn't he feel like scum. "Oh no, no no no. You did nothing wrong Menolly!" He took his hand from his head to gently touch her shoulder. "I have feelings for you...I have for a while. We just...we just have to be smart about this. There's a lot that has to be worked out." How though? What was the best way to do this? They couldn't go back, but how to go forward? "For one...Finding your Father to ask him permission to see you romantically. For two...even if we do find him, I'm dangerous. For what I've done with the Faun...being involved with me requires you to be far more careful than the average pae."
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Posted: Fri Mar 17, 2017 9:09 pm
None of this was making a lot of sense, but at least his touch and words calmed the storm. The threat of tears started to subside as her brow knitted together tighter. He was speaking another language. That is about the only thing that made this make sense in her head. Those were words that she knew but the language was somehow foreign.
'I don't understand." If that wasn't obvious nothing could be. Searching his eyes, it was clear this was important to him but the connection just wasn't there. Shouldn't the only thing that matters is what they felt for each other?
With permissions up in limbo, the angel went to an old fall back, reached to play with a section of her hair to occupy her hands. There were more sections, huh? Oh, her hair must have come completely loose. Oh this was going to distract her like crazy but it made for a vale of sorts. Hiding her face partially behind the curtian of free flowing bedhead hair helped, a little.
"Worked out?" Yeah, the words she knew but the hesitation just didn't make any sense. "What does daddy have to do with anything? Its us, not him?" What say her father would have on her life as an adult escaped her, as did the idea he was trying to be a gentlepae and go about this the right way. A calmer Menolly would have thought of that, that was better than grasping at straws for something right to say.
"Wouldn't being with you be safer then not?" If the faun, where mad at him, how could she not be safer with him by her side? "I feel safe with you..." Pulling her wings tight against her body, the angel was at a loss on anything mattering besides what was here, besides him staying or pulling away.
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