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Dec 24, 2018 17:10:49 GMT
Post by Deleted on Dec 24, 2018 17:10:49 GMT
Okay. So he wasn't a first timer any more. that did not mean he was experienced, just that he wasn't stumbling around anymore. Besides, his experience around sex crazed teen was to go look out the window till the noise died down. He really didn't have imagination of this particular kind. So it was not truly surprising it took him so long to figure out this part today. They were talking about the column and he remembered her noise comment when it hit him. "Hey wait a minute, hang on--"
Regulus turned big eyes on her, his face the face of someone in sudden realization. "You mean last week when we moved past kissing and you told me I was noisy-- that THAT was what they were doing in the dorms when I thought they were KISSING?!?!" He was torn between horror, impressed, and sudden forbidden knowledge, looking at her with such wide eyes. She asked him about the column' sound and it took a moment before he answered.
"It will be quiet, but not entirely no. It does't meet even at the ceiling quite which lets air in, but contains most of the sound." Technically she could sit at the bottom of it and there werewolf would either have to go through the floor or the ceiling to get out of it. Hence why it was a pretty good enclosure. "You could always wear a muzzle I guess if you were really worried about sound and tie your hands then." He frowned at that image.
At least he agreed with him he was too much a gentleman to cuss much. And the word really didn't feel nice in his mouth. Still, she was implying something she couldn't say out loud but he didn't know what in the slightest. "Okay. Whatever you think best." Why condiments were worth smiling about he probably wouldn't figure out on his own. "Well that was the general idea I thought" he grinned at Rose "but if you'd rather just the bed I don't think I will object in either way."
He finished his sandwich.
Rose Romola Lupin
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Dec 24, 2018 21:58:00 GMT
Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 24, 2018 21:58:00 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
She couldn't help it, just burst out laughing.
"Yes, indeed." She sobered slightly. "As you can see, there's no real reason for kissing to be that noisy. But the actual noise..."
She grins, "what a delight, isn't it?"
Her face seemed to change here, "a muzzle? No, I think I'm good. I was just worried about the noise... cause... A) it's really painful, so that'll cause a ruckus and B) depending on her mood she just might make a crap ton of noise. Which is why I was asking it could be clear. I'm sure her being locked up in a dark column is not going to be her cup of tea, but she'll have to deal with it."
She finished off her sandwich and her glass of wine as well. She grinned, pouring herself another.
"Well, I'll go draw it up then. Bring the wine~"
She slid off the bed and stood, perhaps a little wobbly. Her metabolism wasn't up to snuff, so the alcohol seemed to be going to her bloodstream faster than normal. She grinned at him and set off towards her bath, humming 'Whistle While You Work', Not that he would know that.
Soon the bath was full with steamy water that was giving off a strong, yet the delicate smell of lavender, lemongrass and peppermint. A favourite combination of hers.
Plants weren't just good for potions, you know!
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Dec 24, 2018 22:14:10 GMT
Post by Deleted on Dec 24, 2018 22:14:10 GMT
In the house he lived in, his father and mother were of the mind set that baths were good for deep cleaning, but showers were the way of the more daily life. For his part, baths had been a bad thing as a kid, showers were for grownups in hi mind. The fact she loved baths, this wolf-girl, seemed odd to him so he did feel curious. Then again, in his world baths were not for soaking, just scrubbing down. Seeing her in a tub sounded much more interesting then taking a bath. But he also didn't know what she was thinking about in giving him one.
Regulus had a lot to learn still particularly about unpredictable woman.
"All that time...but they were kids! Like, way under age!" He was over seventeen, that was different. And in Slytherin house that meant quite a few were not trying to wait until their arranged marri-- Oh. "Uh, but on second thought I guess that was smart of them." He frowned at her words. "Soooo you're a witch. You cast a light spell just before you close the column and toss your wand on the couch. Problem solved, right?"
Picking up the wine, he followed her to the what he assumed was her bathroom. Or his. Technically. Theirs. She began to whistle some odd tune and he listened, wondering where she learned it from. She added scents to it and he leaned over the tub sniffing it in. "Nice. I guess you didn't get to do a lot of smells before did you?" He pulled off his socks and dropped them in the corner, then realized he was going to have to take his shirt off again around her.
Rose Romola Lupin
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It's a quarter after one...
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I'm a werewolf, wtf do you think I do??
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Dec 24, 2018 22:44:19 GMT
Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 24, 2018 22:44:19 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
She gave him a shrug as he still mulled over the fact that Slytherins were noisy sometimes.
She'd honestly passed by a few of those sessions in her time at Hogwarts, tempted, but the self-consciousness of her scars - and any well-read Slytherin would figure out what those scars meant - kept her out of the mix.
Sadness. Frustration.
She probably could've enlisted help, but the only other people she trusted were her brother's friends... and well, he'd already burned that bridge with a well placed 'touch my sister and die' as soon as Sirius had given her a look of interest.
Remus was such a cockblock sometimes.
Anway. That particular problem had been solved. And her brow raised as he reminded her that she was, indeed, a witch.
"Ah. Right." She looked embarrassed. "Sometimes I forget. Handy thing, magic. Solves a lot of issues."
She laughed. Honestly, a light spell was just the tip of the iceberg when it came to her wolf. She wasn't going to like being confined.
But it had to be done.
He leaned over the bath and she had a very Sirius-like urge to just push him into the water. But she stamped that back and grinned at him.
"No, but now that I can. It's nice. I prefer relaxing in oils to give myself skin a natural perfume than spraying myself with some god-awful concoction.
She seemed to wrinkle up her nose at this.
"Plus it throws my nose out of whack... which isn't good for me."
She stood, approaching him slowly, a smile on her lips.
"Nothing to be nervous about, we've seen each other nude already~"
Her fingers are on the buttons of his shirt, slowly undoing them, one by one. Her lips at his neck.
"Trust me."
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Dec 24, 2018 22:59:48 GMT
Post by Deleted on Dec 24, 2018 22:59:48 GMT
Regulus reflected he had been pretty lucky the first time, her not seeing the mark. Not that he had been paying any attention cause he had been entirely distracted. How he was going to hide it in the bath he wasn't sure unless he kept his hands on bottom of the tub. Hmm, that might work. Or at least his forearm needed to stay under the suds. Although he remembered that she wasn't really scared of dark magic, being that 'ritual sacrifice' hadn't even made her question him. The question was did werewolves just naturally feel better on the dark side of things or was that a choice and they went both ways?
Her brother was on the other side with the enemy, but was he doing that on purpose or by nature?
She was embarrassed, something he doubted he would see much of. "Ah it's all right, it happens sometimes." Well, not often when you were raised with it everyday, but it was possible. "I get it, really. My mother likes only very expensive things which she wears like a cloud. Made Sirius sneeze a lot." Maybe he had been lightly allergic to it, he thought. She approached him and he shrugged.
"Were you...wanting to unwrap me?" he snickered seeing the light in her eyes. Holding his hands out to the sides (pointed downward so the mark was facing behind him) he laughed. "Of course I trust you, it's just-- old habits from too many secrets, you know?" He let her go, just trying to find ways to keep from turning that forearm towards her easily.
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Dec 24, 2018 23:36:05 GMT
Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 24, 2018 23:36:05 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
She giggles lightly.
"Thank you for not patronizing me for that. Some Slytherins would. Sometimes I just get so caught up in doing things manually I forget. I didn't use a lot of magic when on the run either. Only in self-defence, had to keep up my energy, you know?"
She wrinkles her nose at the thought of Walburga with some very expensive perfume.
She grins as he holds out his arms. "Perhaps I was~"
Buttons undone, she slips her hands under the fabric, pushing it over his shoulders, pressing her lips to his shoulder.
"No secret of yours will cause me to run."
She did indeed enjoy doing some things manually. While that spell of his was nifty, there was just something about being able to touch that was all the more enticing. And touch she did.
Fingernails dragged along his torso as she lowered herself to her knees before him, looking up, trying to gaze his reaction of her in such a position.
She did have to pull her eyes away from him, however, to lower them to see what she was doing.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 25, 2018 2:00:14 GMT
Now that he thought about it, being on the run you wouldn't be able to use magic too much unless you were really careful. "Well you weren't on the run till you graduated, right? By the way, where did you stay when you weren't in school?" He hadn't been giving it much thought until they got close, but he should have asked her before this. A tilt of his head and he hesitantly spoke. "I really sort of wish we had gotten closer in school. Did you even think about me in the dorm, or as a study pal?" That would have at least gotten them closer sooner.
Though probably not this close. There were standards to follow and that would have been pretty hard in the dorm, being secretive. She seemed pleased too when he let her take over and start removing his shirt. "Hmm well some secrets are harder to understand then others. Just remember I have to keep those for others, I'll tell you any I personal hold." As she bent down he felt a bit of relief; she hadn't seen anything yet! Good! Of course he hesitated when she got down to his purple boxers; he should have worn the other more orange ones today to keep things consistent.
"Belt. It fastened the other way. You just have to slide the knob. Here, I'll show you." He put a finger on top and bottom of the buckle and slid the rod sideways to release the buckle. "Sorry, wasn't thinking about someone else using it. Well, I mean who would right?" He laughed then waited as she finished the rest with the zipper and button and lifted each leg when she needed it free. Good thing he had already removed the shoes and socks.
It felt a bt weird to be in front of someone fully clothed actually...
Rose Romola Lupin
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I'm a werewolf, wtf do you think I do??
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 25, 2018 2:24:43 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
"True that," she nodded. "It was a bit of an odd thing. Couldn't go home. Out of Hogwarts. Wish the train ride had lasted forever."
He was broaching on some really emotional topics but understood why. Bonding. If they were to be packmates, these things would come up eventually anyway. Regardless of how much she didn't want to talk about them.
She swallowed heavily.
"There were a few I would stay with. Dorcas and Marlene... Lucius Malfoy... Narcissa Black... only for a short time. Usually, I would arrive late in the night, and leave early in the morning, so it was only a few hours usually. Enough for a nap and a shower, a quick meal..."
She looked at him, her expression sad. "Seems to break ties with my brother, made me even more untrustworthy, at least in the circles my brother ran in. Lily Evans would take pity on me, but her home life was even more stressful. A muggleborn housing a werewolf? Her sister looked upon me with even more scorn than wizards do."
She frowned here. "I wish we had as well. I... have to admit, I... secluded myself for my own reasons. Mostly the werewolf part. I was very under the impression that I wouldn't be able to make any real connections - like this or otherwise. I was looking out for myself even then. I regret not even trying. But... it's not like we could've gotten close. Be it my blood status, my condition, it would've been forbidden. Most of Slytherin didn't talk to me because of those things. The rest... well, I just kept away. It... was better that way."
She scoffed. "Obviously I've been proven wrong in that fact. But even now, things still have to be kept under wraps."
She was silent for a few moments. "I know. I'm just saying... there's very little I'll turn away from. I know... that there are some things that one just... has to do. I don't hold that against anyone."
She smiles at him, pressing a kiss to his cheek.
He seemed to notice some struggle with her because he explained the issue. She flushed slightly. Give her another minute she probably would've figured it out, but, there they were.
"Indeed, who would?"
She giggled, making quick work of the boxers as well, and stood, fingers lingering on his hips before releasing them.
"All right, in you get. Let me know if it's too warm."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 25, 2018 2:43:15 GMT
Now his mother didn't ever wear pants, that was a muggle-like thing so a dress or robes was it, always. So he hadn't seen it at home, but he had been observant enough to tell that men and women's clothes fastened differently. If she had worn guy's things before, they were a bit backwards so it made sense she would have stared at it. He'd need to remember that. Keeping his hands turned to the back was starting to get a bit hard to remember with these other distractions, but he wasn't allowed to show it to others. If she saw it first that was one thing, but he couldn't go up to people and tell them they were part of the Death Eaters.
Defeated the purpose, right?
His eyebrows went up. She had stay at the Malfoys? His family had never mentioned her before! "Oh? Huh. I--" Could he risk it? Oh that would be super suspicious to his mother. No, he couldn't do that. "Yeah I doubt my mother would ever allow that. Sorry. Wish I could have you a night in my room, but she has this disbelief in privacy. Except for hers." Her story just got sadder as things went on. "Ah yeah, that is true I guess. Shame."
Man that would have made the dorm much more worthwhile.
Regulus kissed her back on her own cheek. "Thanks for understanding. This next year is it I promise after that things will change a lot. How do you feel about living outside the UK?" His Master might not allow it, but he was thinking of offering to be a spy in another country or something if he could figure out a way to sell it. When she finished he stepped over the edge awkwardly turning his arms before he could sink them under the suds. It was warm, very warm but that was okay. "No it's good, wow this stuff smells strong..."
Rose Romola Lupin
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I'm a werewolf, wtf do you think I do??
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 25, 2018 3:01:13 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
"It's not like Lucius' parents knew I was there."
She said this matter of factly. "As I said, I was in and out."
He had been kind, strangely enough, she reminisced. And if she had paid better attention to the signs... well, none of that now. He'd already been arranged to marry Narcissa anyway.
She smiled at him. "No, she would not have allowed it, I'm sure. Our den will have to be enough."
She gave him a wink.
"Outside the UK...?" She hummed, giving it a thought. "Sounds like an adventure. What sort of tricks would you pull to get me out of the country, though? I'm an unregistered werewolf and animagus alike."
She giggled and as he stepped into the water, pulled her jumper over her head.
She then gathered her hair into a messy bun on the top of her head and the rest of her clothes came off. Summoning her wand, she gave a tap to the tub and it grew larger, she tossed her wand into the pile of clothes before turning towards him.
"Budge forward so I can sit down behind you."
She grins and slips herself into the water once he's moved forward, settling behind him. A little wandless magic to have the glasses and bottle of wine float, the bottle would refill the glass each time it was put back near it.
Charms work, her speciality.
She conjurered up a soft cloth, dipping it into the warm water and began gently running it over the skin of his back, pressing kisses along his skin as she worked. Shoulder blades, spine...
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Post by Deleted on Dec 25, 2018 4:28:16 GMT
A shake of his head though he agreed with her partly. "It's not just that. I mean, I could get you in quiet enough, but when ever she wants she just opens my door. Middle of the night, middle of the day, whenever. There is no privacy at home. You should see the way Sirus left his room, it's a wreck. She won't--" Sirus' room! He could hide her in there easy! Oh oh, that was such a winner of an idea... "She can't stand it. I have to keep my room super neat."
That he would keep in reserve. For a desperate time naturally.
Regulus scoffed. "Please, I do think I can handle the border easily enough, I just need to wait until I make sure other things have been worked out." He was a seeker after all; if he couldn't find the loopholes no one could. Suddenly his head turned back to her. "Hang on, an animagus as well as a werewolf? What's your other form then?" He'd never heard they could be both things! Rather excited about this discovery, his eyes grew big as he looked at her anew.
As he got in the tub grew, the water level staying about the same as he lowered in with a laugh. He turned his head to watch, liking the clothes coming off indeed. Pushing himself a bit farther along he momentarily forgot she would be able to see his forearm from behind should the soap suds get cleared at some point. She slipped in and the water came up to his shoulders. A moment later he was about to ask what he needed to do when she ran the cloth over his shoulders and his eyes closed. "Oh!" And a moment after "Oh man..."
Rose Romola Lupin
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I'm a werewolf, wtf do you think I do??
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 25, 2018 5:50:54 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
A brow rose up at him, suddenly following what he was saying. She laughed. Oh how funny that would be. Not like Sirius would give a damn, but the idea of it.
"So, you would sneak me into your house and lock me into your brother's room?"
She gives a devilish sort of grin. "Would you have your way with me in there as well?"
She giggles. "It's a wolf, naturally. It takes a form very similar to my werewolf self... I suppose it was a conscious choice, that. It was a pain in the ass too because you know you have to hold that mandrake leaf under your tongue for a whole thirty-days, right? But I managed. Most books didn't seem to think it was possible, nor did my brother, but, ha, I proved them both wrong."
She grins at him. "Not that bad, hm? Course, probably help there's a pretty girl with you..."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 25, 2018 6:01:03 GMT
Unfortunately she was able to follow the way he thought now. "Mmmm not exactly, but something like that I guess. I would need a way to keep her from checking mine in the interim of a night and to avoid suspicion, but it's possible. I'd rather find the idea of smoking him in his own bed sort of a thrill really." A silent smile said enough about how he would use that time. He knew when to be quiet. Rose told him about her other form and he raised an eyebrow. "Ever heard of another werewolf with another form as well? Cause that sounds rare to me."
The leaf sounded like a real proper pain in the butt.
The view of her skin again reminded him of how much damage the wolf part of her dealt with. That gave him actually an idea and he began thinking about the very little he knew about healing. Werewolves did not heal back damage much from their own claws it was true, but there were other things that could be done. Doubtful that many wizarding folk outside the werewolf community even thought about it naturally. However, Healers had also a lot of tricks up their sleeves and a complete sympathy usually to those with medical conditions. if they could not help a werewolf heal that was not a direction he wanted to spend time on seeing as his healing skills were limited at best.
His eyes closed at the feeling of her hands, both in the clear care she showed, but in the little touches of kisses Rose placed on his skin. Very personal, very relaxing and he could feel a lot of tension leaking away as she went on. In fact, as she reached the bottom of his spine at one point it made his eyes open to slits as an epiphany sprung full into his mind! He didn't want to charm her skin he wanted to charm the salve! Dark wizards worked a lot in disguises and there was an idea percolating in the back of his head about what a surprise he could give her if he managed this sudden idea he had running through his mind.
"Well, not just any lady. Most girls I'd probably hex before I thought about it. I can't trust a lot of people who might try and slip in a bath with me." He chuckled. Some lions mane for the renewal, gotu kola for the memory manipulation, ginkogo for the cognition, and a little brahmi for the communication in the brain. Mix it with one of the skin salves, something with some real tenacity and he could probably pull this off!
Rose Romola Lupin
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It's a quarter after one...
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I'm a werewolf, wtf do you think I do??
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 25, 2018 6:21:58 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
She shrugs. "Your guess is as good as mine. I only know of my own achievements. So it's probably as rare as it sounds."
She grins. "I just really like charms, and transfiguration. I'm handy with potions, but... I know which areas I'm stronger in."
The cloth smoothed over his shoulder and down his front now, and she was pressed up against his back. She hummed a tune she couldn't remember where she had heard it, perhaps on the radio at some point while her mother had still been alive.
Who knew.
The size of the tub made it easy for her to climb carefully around him to face him, and she gently pushes him back against the edge of the tub. She sat on the opposite end, taking a foot into her hands, starting with the upper thigh.
"You're not ticklish, are you?" she grins. "I don't want to get kicked."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 25, 2018 6:36:36 GMT
With that thought, he still was impressed she had done it (and now absolutely could NOT not complete it) even as he was curious about if others had. What a good secret to have, if only she had gotten something different. "I wonder," he said out loud his thinking as he thought it "if when you are transformed you still magically detect as a werewolf. That might be important detail to keep secret. How can we test for that I wonder..." Was she registered however? She hadn't said.
Feeling her skin on his was nice, feeling parts of her rubbing across his back caused certain interest below the water table. Watching her pass around him was rather interesting as well, he noted eagerly! When she took his foot he looked uncertain. "Um...not sure, I've never really cared for feeling the bottom of my foot in someone else's hands, but that's about vulnerability rather then ticklish..." And he didn't look really happy admitting that really. He didn't...jerk away, but the pass over it did make his foot twitch a little which his gritted jaw said he was trying not to do.
It did not however change the reaction he was having to seeing her in front of him. One thing did distract him however. "Whoa, they float too?"
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