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Dec 25, 2018 10:31:26 GMT
Post by Deleted on Dec 25, 2018 10:31:26 GMT
He really could smell it and wondered if a spell would remove it from his skin not that he really wanted to. Mostly it was curiosity about how long it lasted. "Does it last long? Or just until licked off?" His face radiated interest in the answer, maybe a titch of naughtiness in them! She sniffed him and his mouth turned up in one corner, amusement in his face. How had he changed so much in a few weeks? Such a short turn around attraction brought out in a person!
The smile grew a bit more. "How could you ever be more memorable? I swear..." A roll of his eyes before he said a bit louder "Next time I tell you to do something though I expect you to obey faster. Understood?" He hoped she got the reason for that part. One hand came up and slipped around her throat pulling her down closer to his eye. "Your brother's life might just be at a cost then, though I know you are tired of him." A wink.
Followed by a rising up out of her arms to lean over her, his hand sliding around her throat softly. "Though you please me, remember who is in charge here and who pays the bills." Was he feeling better or worse? He wasn't entirely sure. "I'll have an assignment for you later this week. Best not to delay in getting stuff done before the school year starts. "
Rose Romola Lupin
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Dec 25, 2018 10:49:36 GMT
Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 25, 2018 10:49:36 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
"I could lick it off, yes..."
Her eyes sparkled at the thought. "But then you would smell like saliva. So I don't know what's better. If you're worried about it, you could shower before you leave. It washes off pretty well. I have an unscented soap you could use."
Her eyes darkened at his change tone and she wiped the grin off her face. Even widened her eyes a bit.
"Yes, master."
Oh, she caught on very well. She rose her head up as his hand moved on her throat, and she swallowed heavily.
She didn't speak, noting she wasn't asked a direct question and just nodded, showing her understanding.
She wasn't going to lie, a shiver of thrill ran down her spine. Ah, she really was masochistic.
What would Remus think of his sweet darling little sister now? Obviously more disgust. Bah.
✘ @shava
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Dec 25, 2018 11:17:40 GMT
Post by Deleted on Dec 25, 2018 11:17:40 GMT
Wolf saliva which, he remembered, was the dangerous part. "Uh yeah no, I think I'm not that much a wolf. Mother would give me a serious stink eye." Although certain parts of her were nice to lick, he wasn't sure he would see it quite the same on his face. Guys weren't that sensitive to tongues he felt personally. As he advanced the cover, he saw her eyes widen, her reaction controlled but he could see it.
She was enjoying this too much he saw. naughty wolfie.
Her words were more effective, particularly one word. His own eyes widened, his smile froze, and his hand tightened ever so little. Oh that was rather nice, he thought, liking that title. His mouth opened, closed partway, then opened again. "B-better, wolf. You're learning." What was she doing, activating that part of him? He licked his lips thrown off a bit from his rhythm.
Regulus could almost feel that shiver. His eyes narrowed. She really got into that stuff. "When I send you the letter be sure and respond quickly. I won't know the timing and the information will be sensitive. I'll include the herbs you need." There, that covered that part. He hoped she would remember the code, even as he didn't remember how that had happened. Damn what a complicated thing this was becoming...
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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Emily Rudd
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Dec 25, 2018 11:41:27 GMT
Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 25, 2018 11:41:27 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
She really wanted to test to see if he wouldn't be sensitive to her tongue. She should really just go for it, she thinks. He'd given her so many opportunities to do so.
But then she remembered the teeth issue.
Drats.
Master would be what he got from her verbally. Another word would be better, now, and it was surprising that she considered that word for him. She wasn't much for labels, but the fact she thought of him like that... well, it spoke volumes of her feelings.
Master would have to do.
She was thrilled by normal things, of course. She could be wooed by normal romantic things and his gentlemanly ways. But she had two parts of her, the human and the wolf. The wolf did not respond to romance - though it understood, because it understood her thoughts. But her wolf responded better to physical... expressions, and that transferred over to her in a strange way.
Masochist.
Ah, well.
Under the covers her legs wrapped around his hips, encouraging him closer. She quirks a grin and nods again, showing her understanding.
Under the covers her fingers slid over his, showing her silent support.
✘ @shava
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Dec 25, 2018 17:56:19 GMT
Post by Deleted on Dec 25, 2018 17:56:19 GMT
Master had an odd taste in his mouth for Regulus. Kretcher called him that every day and meant it. His father was the head of the house and could command Kretcher to do anything, but Regulus had been given a lot of control as reward for achievements in school. The natural title for anyone under the age of seventeen of course was Master instead of sir so from anyone else is held no special meaning. And he was now over seventeen so he was not expecting to hear it again having shed the title. But somehow when she said it during this controlling-seeming phase, it lit a fire in his brain!
Master like that meant something else completely.
Oh yes, he liked it. Even though he knew she was playing along, there was something of the 'Yes Alpha' sound in her voice that got him. She wrapped a leg around his body and he leaned over her, kissing her throat base, pushing her head back slightly. "Before I go I want to taste you again." If she liked it, she was going to be getting a lot more of it now as a cover. Well, not a cover for her he guessed. Under the cover as he leaned over her he felt her hand move and a moment later felt her very subtle encouragement!
Her fingers were softer then his by far and he felt a bit of his own shiver. As she stroked he kissed her chest in the middle, feeling himself react to her. Apparently she wanted more then just earlier and his mind scrambled to think of what else to say. "Merlin! I swear, wolf pheromones or not, there's something about you, Rose..." and he moved against her, feeling powerful in a way magic had nothing to do with but desire commanded him.
Oh Regulus knew he had fallen pretty good...
Rose Romola Lupin
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It's a quarter after one...
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Dec 25, 2018 18:18:44 GMT
Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 25, 2018 18:18:44 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
Still playing along, she merely just grinned at him. She nuzzled the top of his head with her chin, a rumbling sound in her chest as she did so.
And she hummed, a noise both of consent and contentment, her hand moving across his hand, up his arm and left teasing touches along his collarbone.
She looked at him with heat in her eyes.
She had a feeling what that something was, but, unfortunately, she would not speak of it.
He might not know of what he spoke of just a little over an hour ago, but now that he'd said it, she'd been observing him, his body language, and found it all matched up.
She grinned, giggling lightly.
"Yes, Master."
But another message all together lay in her eyes.
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Dec 25, 2018 18:46:20 GMT
Post by Deleted on Dec 25, 2018 18:46:20 GMT
Still not very sure about dogs, Regulus gave her an odd look. Rumbling? In her human form? Well he knew cats purred so if a dog could make a sound of some kind it might be something similar. Not that he knew they were similar creatures, but everyone seemed to relate the two together in conversations. "Huh. Do wolves have a particular sound to show happiness? I didn't know that they could make that sort of sound or is that just you?" Obvious or oblivious, he wasn't really sure. Curiosity usually won over his common sense.
More familiar with the look, his smile got a bit more 'satisfied' looking as if her invitation to play got him happier with her behavior. She was a natural spy, he decided as she stealthily performed out of sight under the covers! Kissing her again on her chest, he rose up making contact as she guided him to his goal subtly. If he had only known about this in the dorms! What a great feeling, being here like this!
Growling himself he muttered under his breath "Addiction indeed," and pressed forward, a small gasp escaping him from the sensations. Eyes squeezed shut in reaction, Regulus let her body guide him further, enjoying the fact he could in disguise of their romance be on top. Somehow he absolutely had to find a way to get them both free and away from this dangerous place before disaster fell upon them both...
Rose Romola Lupin
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It's a quarter after one...
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Dec 25, 2018 20:19:11 GMT
Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 25, 2018 20:19:11 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
"Like cats, we adapt, to make noises to let out masters know how we're feeling~"
She snickered. "But it's mostly just me. Trying to be cute."
She shrugs.
As he moved she gave herself a moment, while her eyes closed - feeling every sensation he bestowed upon here - to thank her lucky stars at how lucky she's become. Sure, the whole thing came out of left field, but she did not regret a moment of it.
Fingertips dragged up and down his back, keeping note of his request about her nails.
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Dec 25, 2018 22:57:56 GMT
Post by Deleted on Dec 25, 2018 22:57:56 GMT
While he had been just curious, she said something sappy syncopate-y and he frowned at her, thinking it too much. She corrected it, thankfully, but he still wanted to give her a rap on the nose with a newspaper! "Cute? On a werewolf I would take that as silly, but you are very attractive as you may have noticed so I'll let that pass." A shake of his head, a sarcastic look relative to many s past Slytherin on his face. "Dangerously so I think."
He proceeded to satisfy them both, more aggressively then he had in the past to her probable delight.
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Later as he lay part under the covers, his head on her belly looking at the ceiling, Regulus reflected that despite it all he was more fortunate then he would have expected on this tightrope of issues. One hand slid fingers up her inside leg back and forth in long, languid strokes and the other held her free hand. Near his head, he pressed an occasional kiss to her inside palm and wrist, but they were both still recovering from frenetic activity. "This is what I missed, what I desired the most this feeling. You've given me so much more I knew nothing about, but just being here with you like this is restive,"
He would need to leave in another hour to head home, but just relaxing with her here and close was wonderful. After another minute he told her "I've had an idea about your skin Rose. I assume I'm right that because it's your claws doing it it can't be healed right?" That was what he remembered from his reading and she had so many cuts that look half-healed over it was likely. The thought occurred it might heal back to a part and then stop, but constantly bleeding wounds would make the condition impossible after just a few weeks he would imagine.
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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Emily Rudd
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 26, 2018 0:19:28 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
She smirked at him in response, a light chuckle escaping her. "What rule says a werewolf can't be cute?"
She rolled her eyes at his sarcastic look and she pressed a kiss to his nose. "Dangerously attractive and cute I think."
She laughed and was lost to the sea of his passion.
She had to note that she rarely felt satisfaction like she experienced with him, one hand running through his hair while he held the other. She smiled as he kissed her palm and wrist. She smiled at his words. "I wish we didn't have to part, but I know certain things must happen. I'm glad you've found a touch of happiness with me.. with this... Us."
She rose a brow at the mention of her skin and she looks to her arms, seeing the spattering of light scars. She was lucky that she'd somehow avoided her face for the most part.
"It is indeed my claws. When we don't have anything to hunt we go after ourselves. It's rather maddening."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 26, 2018 1:25:15 GMT
Rose did not want to part and he nodded in agreement. There would be a certain frustration for both of them for several months during this process. "One year. Just one. It will be both a long year and a fly by I think." Sneaking away, dallying. These would be treats he would learn to look forward to over time. "Much more then a touch, I think, though I suspect there's a charm I need to start using or we may have a surprise before the year is up. Nine months of it I would think." A wistful sigh.
As he kissed her wrists, he glanced over one of them. Half-healed is what he saw or partially whatever the Healer's term it was. "How odd. Bindings do not work? I mean, if you are going to be in a safe place, binding up the arms would save you more damage. I'm just trying to understand what your limitation are. I can see they are not open, so some healing must be able to happen." Werewolves claws were the source of the damages for almost all injuries. One could not heal back their damage.
Yes, his idea might just give her some sense of relief, limited though it will be.
"I know people have tried to find ways to heal the damage over the centuries, so many wizards that I have no hope of being able to cure you, but I want to do something..." sounding frustrated to some degree. "I can tell by the way you say it that it does bother you which I hate. I am, alas, no healer."
Rose Romola Lupin
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 26, 2018 1:59:05 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
"Still... That one year will be long. But hopefully it does fly by quickly. But I will enjoy our dalliances either way."
She gave him a look at the implication he made. "Y-yeah. That would be a bit of trouble. Indeed."
"We could try the bindings. She won't like it, but I would prefer my skin being intact after a change. Course, the bindings would have to be after I change. How are your stunning spells?"
She snickered softly. "The healing that does happen does take a very long time. Back in school when I had access to more potente Potions ingredients I made a salve out of dittany that helped a lot after a change. Don't really have access to those things now."
She shook her head. "The scars come with the territory. It does bother me, but there's really nothing I can do. As you said, there is no cure. And that wolfsbane is volatile, new. It needs refining. It helps some, but it's not strong enough."
If only she knew someone.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 26, 2018 2:10:54 GMT
The idea of her having pups did make him smile, but the charm would solve that. He had taken enough risks with her future and his own this week. Of course she wouldn't have real pups, but babies would be a complication neither could stand for this first year. Her stutter after that did make him give her a look of concern. The thought occurred to him that a werewolf in the eighth month of carrying must be a very unusual creature to come across for surely they would be both protective and aggressive in the extremes! "I remember hearing there were werewolves in the forest at Hogwarts, but it was the animal version. Did you ever seek them out?"
That was really the only bad part, particularly for the werewolf. Knowing that you could hurt the ones you love must be hard enough, a sort of self torture. A slight frown of focus, kissing her palm again before turning her hand over to run his fingers up her arm. "It doesn't bother me because it's a part of you and I want to understand it all." Her scarred arms were rough treated, but soft from the baths which might say a lot about her addiction to them. Lotions probably cost too much to keep using all the time, whereas bath stuff could be cheap in bulk.
Had her condition ever inspired her choices in magic?
"Oh no, not the way i meant it. Seems to me you could charge up a binding of some kind into a repeatable device which you could use like the column, on off at a work. Maybe out of one of those steel wires covered by plastic the muggles like so much. They also make some really tough plastic straps which could be charmed with something softer underneath? Then when you command it, it adjusts for changes in the target maybe." Normal bindings wouldn't work with a werewolf anyway as he could see how anything less then magic would get torn to shreds eventually. But then again, he had an unusual way of tackling issues that were presented to him.
"And your strength is in charms. I wonder, ever try and wear some loose jewelry when the change comes? Would your wol-- Hey! Do you have a name for her?" She had mentioned 'her' many times, but nothing more. How would you even learn about your other side's personal quirks? Wolves surely had separate personalities from each other like most higher animals. Maybe she had some she had noticed over time, or maybe felt when she thought about 'her' who knows? "Can you...feel anything from 'her' like preferences or is it just a whirl of anger and frustration?"
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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 26, 2018 2:30:25 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
"I did. Once. They..."
She trailed off, pursing her lips.
"Let's just say they didn't take too kindly of me being there. I'm still a witch with a wand. Dangerous. Even if I am like them as well."
Pregnancy as a werewolf. The changes every month... she... wasn't sure if it was possible. There were other factors that limited the possibilities as well. Factors she hadn' breached yet either.
Still so much to talk to him about. She was sure it'll come up eventually. Especially with his admittance of wanting to understand all of it.
This... made her love him all the more.
She was.... happy, that she had found people that would accept her.
A grin made its way on her face at this thought. Though, it was soon changed to a furrowed brow of concentration. Charge up a binding? How had she not thought of that? Or had her werewolf blocked that sort of thinking from her? Gah!
She surged forward, pressing her lips against his. "Genius. We made the best couple, you and I. I really should have thought of that sort of thing... I don't know why I hadn't."
His next line of questioning had her blinking.
"Her.. she... I refer to my change in this way... because it makes it easier to explain things. But she is me, and I am her. When it comes to thinking about things such as bindings, or containing... her, myself... it's just kind of easy as to think of her as a separate identity. She sort of is, but isn't really."
She scratched the back of her head. "It's confusing. But no. She doesn't have a different name."
She smiles slightly. "It was also the reason why I was asking if the column could be clear. She knows you because I know you. But I would like to have that side of me meet you, one day."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 26, 2018 2:50:09 GMT
So. No relation there really nor advantage. "Ah, was just curious." More then that, but he knew that where there was a connection it had to be checked out, to find the hidden twists. She didn't really respond more to the rest, but he understood. While the charm was meant for woman mostly, he knew that he would use the male version just because love was a two way street and with his attraction to her growing he needed to. He just needed to do it. "I told you I'm not genius, I just look at things differently."
A shrug, though he was a bit flushed now by her enthusiasm. "I-- I study a lot of stuff most don't since it's not taught in Hogwarts and that sort of gives me a different perspective I guess. But I'm glad if it helps you any!" his eyes shined a bit with his pleasure at pleasing her in another way, more determined to make sure she had things that would improve her life. Within a few more moments he remembered his ideas about a lotion and determined she would get as much as he could.
Clearly he had taken her aback with his question about a name, but as much as it was her, the personality the presence to him was different, wilder version of her. Not a name then, interesting. "Okay. I wasn't expecting that, but she's you. I get that." Clear stuff came up again and he winced. "We just may have to try out something eventually in a different form."
Rose Romola Lupin
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