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Post by Deleted on Dec 23, 2018 3:06:47 GMT
Damn she heard. "Mistake, forget it. Uh, if you want to. Merlin!" Ah he was unable to toe a middle line it was too difficult! "Look, I think you're beautiful, but I'm not in love I think, not yet. Okay? You draw me a lot, but so far we're just packmates, rights? I'm not trying to be the alpha or anything. So when I slip up it's not because I'm thinking of you naked." Oh for Merlin's sake...
Regulus hit the wall lightly, more out of frustration with himself.
"Not just my thoughts," he muttered under his breath. Rose told him she basically liked it all, but then she caused him to look up. "Love? Uh, are we uh" his fist gripped tight "We're uh, only on about date three right now. Right?" Kisses. That was third. He had never heard of the bases theory.
Words, distracting. She rubbed her cheek against his in a gesture of affection he was getting familiar with. "Uhm. You mean kissing?" His mind whirled. "You said you didn't want me to submit, but tell me what you want, Rose. You keep giving me hints..."
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 23, 2018 3:41:49 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
She shook her head, laughing lightly.
"I know, I know. You're... so easy to rile up and I find it absolutely enchanting. Forgive me."
She smiles softly, "yes, packmates..."
Her head tilted, "it's not? Is it?"
She smirked and then shook her head, "sorry. You're not the only one who can't watch their mouth."
She looked up at him, eyes dark, but she tore them away from him, "What I mean...."
She bit her bottom lip, "What I want... I... I'm not sure. I just don't want to push you. It's... not safe to ask me that, because... I'm not sure."
She takes a breath, "I... want to be positive... but... I just... don't know if I can love. I.. I can care. But..."
She looks lost.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 23, 2018 4:10:34 GMT
Oh he was enchanting eh? Glad to know he was something attractive he guessed. She questioned him and he shrugged. "Well. Not always no. This evenings seems to be an exception." Rose apologized for her wording and he grinned and responded with "Oh? I'm not?" So. Enchanting and strong feelings slipping over the edge? Things were starting to sound much more positive.
Her confusion however he found very enchanting for other reasons.
"Well. I'm not familiar with pack-politics or such, but since it's just the two of us we get to make up the rules we agree on. Right?" He leaned in and kissed her forehead. "Seems to me that we need to bond more, packs need all members on the same page I would assume so the more we know about each other the better off for the pack as a whole. Does that sound about right?"
One hand came from her shoulder to her waist, then the other, pulling her closer to him. "So that would argue to me, personally, that whether love is the answer or not, the question is more how we can accelerate the process of getting very familiar with each other so we can relax around each other. Packmates, right? We're going to be close a lot more then you are used to." Did he sound logical? Tempting? He hoped so as he'd rather cut through the nonsense.
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 23, 2018 4:40:00 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
An eyebrow quirked into her hair as she grinned at him.
"I'm not all versed in the actual rules - to be honest, I'm not sure if there is an official set of rules. It's not like... anyone gets close enough to ask. So, yes, I think... we can just make it up as we go."
Her eyes closed as he kissed her forehead.
"Bond... more, is it? Almost... sounds like you're proposing dates, Mr Black."
Her heart thudded in her chest as he pulled her closer by her waist. Even... even if this wasn't love; it was mutual respect... affection, care. Something still very deeply rooted that she couldn't categorize, but knew it was there.
"Would you like that? To bond? To become more familiar with each other?"
She leans in, a breath away, "to be close?"
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Post by Deleted on Dec 23, 2018 4:59:41 GMT
"That is what I had thought. Honestly, I suppose since your brother left you you've been a pack of only one. You decide what's right for the pack then." Her eyes closed and he cupped her cheek with a hand. "Bond. Date. Hmm, I guess they each have four letters. Let's just say I think I'd rather we were familiar today then the next time something happens so we're good and solid with each other. But since we have to do it in these four walls, I'm not sure date is the right term. What else has four letters?"
He could feel her excitement, her interest. "Oh. I think if I'm going to break the rules my family has laid down, I should do them very very throughly, don't you?" Another hand to the other cheek, pulling himself in close instead of pulling her stopping just an inch from her face. "Yes, packmate, I think bonding with you will be one of the best moves in my life.I only hope you think it would be good for you as well."
He winked!
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 23, 2018 5:13:52 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
"I was only decided what I felt was best for me, now that you're here... we'll make decisions together."
She smiled, her hands slid up his torso to rest on his chest, gripping his shirt. She snickers, he has a point. They would have to contain it to these four walls. She gave it a thought.
"Live," she said finally, "we'll live."
He would be breaking rules, facing his families wrath, for her, already had. She wondered who else's wrath he was probably facing. It was a great sacrifice, and she had very little to repay him with. If it's a safe place, a friendly face, a warm embrace that he wants, she could easily give him that. It wasn't much different than her arrangement with Snape... but... Regulus wanted the emotional attachment, it seemed.
And for once, in a very long time, she didn't find that disagreeable.
They had set a boundary, or rather, just left it up to whatever happened.
"I...will make it worth your sacrifice, this I promise you. And.... I know I'll find it just as good for me."
Her lips pressed against his forehead. "As you said, this is our den."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 23, 2018 5:41:17 GMT
Nodding he knew he still needed to live at home, he wouldn't be able to live here like she did, not and serve his Master. "Absolutely. I can't stay here all the time till after graduation, but you know I will. Well, where ever I have to move us in six months." She spoke about living and he nodded, agreeing. A glance around not for long. "I'm sure when I can spend the time we can find something else larger later on. Unless you like being close."
Regulus couldn't admit there would be a great sacrifice for sure, so many things he could not say much about it. "I'll take it, really. Home is not much of a safe place often, but I have to be there. Until I finish school officially I can't use a lot of magic." She spoke about their den and he added "Needing a lot of pillows for sure." He kissed her, her cheeks held between his hands. This was different then before, more driven, more desire.
Wanting a lot more then before, but more then half of it just contact, feeling her warmth, feeling her desire, her caring. This kiss didn't stop, it developed alarmingly fast into open mouth and electrifyingly tongue.
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 23, 2018 6:09:10 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
"I mean... being able to really live. Feeling free."
Free was probably an apt word too. They could be free here. Free to be themselves, to live as they wished, free to do what they want.
"Not being held down by restrictions and rules and expectations."
At his suggestion of something larger she shook her head. "I like being close. Dens are normally small enclosed spaces, traditionally. To hide away from the big open world that threatens to consume..."
She clung to him pulling him closer, "I know. But... you can always come here for an escape. You don't even have to notify me if it's in a pinch. My door is always open."
She laughed at the comment about pillows, and she found herself agreeing with the thought. Wondering if she should replace the bed.
She didn't get time to consider it, though, before his lips were upon hers again. She remembered his plea about her nails and mourned the loss of that outlet quickly.
Number four was electricity.
It was obvious something between three and now had changed, was it their conversation? Probably. She made a noise of contentment in the back of her throat, deeper than a hum, and a tad desperate sounding.
She responded enthusiastically in kind, her arms going around his neck to pull him impossibly closer.
Then it occurred to her. The thought of what she would give to be thrown and pressed against the wall by him, to feel wanted by him, to feel captured... she wouldn't mind it. If it was him. She was safe with him. But perhaps that would trigger those instincts of him that he feared would go too far... but to be dominated by him...
It made her shiver.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 23, 2018 6:32:43 GMT
"Would be nice to have at least one place that way. Sometimes I don't think anything in my life will be free of restrictions." And she didn't even know about the Death Eaters yet, only him. How would she take that if she ever learned it? Small and secluded, sounded wonderful. "Sounds lovely, retreating into a small place, hiding away from the outside world." A chuckle before he added "Open window you mean, but I understand entirely."
She reacted well to the kiss, he had clearly gotten something better in this one as she pulled him in deeper. Her intensity was thick, powerful. It demanded more and he did his best to add to what he could, throw himself into it. As they kissed, his hands slid around her neck, slid down her arms around him, down her sides bit by bit! It felt great to feel her against him, to be wanted so much! Tears began to leak from his eyes slowly, realizing he had attained what he wanted the most.
Two steps backwards and he fell onto the bed taking her with him and while he gasped in reaction. As soon as they stopped bouncing, he reconnected, his hands now sliding down her back. The link up wasn't perfect and he had to stretch to get to her lips so he moved down her neck, making she sure she knew he wanted to enjoy every bit of her. It was actually really pleasant so he moved around her neck still moving his hands around to explore as he could.
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 23, 2018 7:21:33 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
"Door... window... floo, yeah, you get the gist."
She's laughing. "Here, it can be just that. With me."
Four was powerful.
Four made her ache.
Four grabbed onto her emotions and yanked them to the surface. She wondered if he could tell how much deeper this ran then just the physical connection it offered.
She obviously wasn't breaking the moment to ask.
Four led into five, and with five she was pulled onto her bed, on top of him, five was short as his lips travelled to her neck, earning him a small gasp and an even more desperate sounding noise from her.
She absorbed the attention and affection hungrily... and then broke her rule. Her hand caught his chin, forcing him to look up and her lips descended upon his in almost a sense of desperation, initiating number six.
This particular kiss was headier, holding a promise of something else entirely, but she wasn't quite spilling what, yet. She broke from him, to return the action of lips-to-neck on him, and, with a little bravery added gentle nips, knowing she had to be careful. Couldn't break the skin.
Breathing heavily she rested her forehead against his, having to pull away, to collect herself, before she lost herself and went too far.
She licked her lips, her eyes searching his.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 23, 2018 7:57:53 GMT
"Oh yes, I want that with you. Absolutely!" This time he seemed to be hitting the right things. He didn't even feel like he was making mistakes, each reaction from her told him he was in the zone. As the first kiss turned into a tumble onto a bed which, admittedly, he was very much enjoying despite the pressure of her form on him. In a way it was actually a good feel, made him feel supportive in a way.
Regulus had never been either this close to a girl or this connected to one. And connected by touch was proving to be super distracting indeed! Rose made a noise he had never heard before, a deep and very distracting sound! When he realized she was making it out of being pleased he tried more, eager to make her very happy without quite grasping what that could become. He just responded to the desperation she was calling for!
But then she caught his chin and pulled up his head and then inhaled him!
Any port in a storm didn't apply, but woman demanding certainly did and he kissed back, surprised by the intensity of it. He had just started to get the idea when she switched and went down his neck and his eyes popped fully open! "Wha--" but the feeling of her mouth on his windpipe was dangerously compelling. His head came up farther, exposing his neck as he gasped softly, caught off guard! His eyes squeezed shut, just stunned.
And then her forehead he felt on his and his eyes opened by slits, unable to do much more then that. His eyes squeezed slightly, controlled and seduced by what he had asked for. After a moment, he squeezed her from behind, his hands just wanting to feel her. "Breathing." He did. "Is." he kissed her nose which was closest. "Nice." and then he released his grip slowly. "This way."
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 23, 2018 8:54:22 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
It took her a brief moment to realize he was trying to coax more of those sounds from her and she smiled. There were just some things that came naturally, she supposed and she was grateful for it.
She kissed his nose also in return, not responding to him, breath caught, mind collected, she initiated seven.
Seven was slow, languid. Seven has her asking and pleading with those noises. Seven made her shift her position to where she was straddling his hips.
Her lips on his neck again, wanting to take that exploration slightly farther than before.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 23, 2018 15:33:33 GMT
Unknowingly, Regulus did something quite unnoticed in the moment. If he had ever spent time around canines before he was smart enough to have picked it up, but his experience was very lacking with that species. His Mother would never have allowed one in the house as she believed in a healthy fear of furry beasts bringing in more then their fair share of hitchhikers to her carpets. In that she might have been correct. A shame considering how much the experience in behavior would have been for him.
In any case when she kissed his throat and the sensation hit him he had stretched his neck out underneath her, offering her it's full length and vulnerability. Although she had told him he was not allowed to submit, but this gesture was a particular one in the canine world even if he was not aware of it's significance. The realization that kissing worked in other places besides the mouth was a revelation for him though and he was not long in trying new spots. Since the throat had worked well he moved his mouth across the cheek to her ears which he tried kissing on, but in a fit of inspiration he tried nibbling on.
Instead as he tried this, she shifted position.
Giving up on the experiment for now, Regulus found her slowing down, possibly due to her shifting, but he wasn't interested in slowing, he had an urge for some more ramping up of everything. As she was on top his moment was restricted to what she wanted and needed. He tried his best to figure out that angle and his possibilities, but she distracted him in a significant way by straddling him, a part receiving little attention till now. And that need had very specific requirements to his body causing him to stretch under her suddenly in an attempt to get more of the same!
As she took to his throat the entire stretch turned into a big offering of himself in both neck and groin and an escaped "Rose...!" that he could not have stopped had he tried! With his body in full reaction mode, his mind was a blank of decisions, following only the instincts he had been born with, his hands on her waist.
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 23, 2018 19:37:36 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
Lips turned into teeth against his neck, gently, gently, carefully; barely contained urges to sink into the skin. While the instincts were still there, she had a great amount of control over them. She used them but knew that the creature beneath her would not appreciate full advances of teeth.
If he went back home with teeth marks... well, might as well send the mob with pitchforks after her now.
She whimpered slightly as he nibbled upon her ears. To position she was in was making it hard for him to shower her in any attention at all. She had half a mind to roll over on her back, pull him on top of her, relinquish control to him but the sudden exclamation of her name from him stopped her.
She chuckled darkly, leaning over him as her hands found the edge of his shirt and finger teased beneath the edge, slowly raising up, a gentle, slow, exploration.
Knowing his background, she needed to let him know that her touch was not for pain, though torture wasn't out of the question, as it was a different type of torture.
His stretching under her had him pressing against her and her smile and eye grew dark as she knew what he was subconsciously asking for.
"My, my, you're becoming rather noisy aren't you, Regulus?"
The teeth on his neck travelled to his ear to nibble there, and then a lick that traced the shell of his ear while her hips did something rather peculiar at the moment, they rolled, pressing against his, a different friction forming.
A soft sound escaped her here, desperate, whimpering... needy.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 23, 2018 20:01:22 GMT
Difficult it would be to explain the impact the educated Rose was having on young Regulus, but significant would be a far understated word. While every move was not filled with fire yet, he was having trouble thinking before reacting a situation he had rarely found himself in. Indeed, several parts of him were unsure how to proceed, but one part was making some ever increasing demands. And that would require taking the lead in something he had never attempted before. Mindful of the fact the school didn't teach much on the subject, there were some books in the library on the subject (one thinks done in blue bindings just to get the Ravenclaws attention), but most students had their own exploration.
Rumors of the Hufflepuffs open-mindedness still had him shaking his head.
Despite his bared neck, he was starting to have some desire about taking control even if inexperienced to drive home his need for a more direct education. While head-banging might not be in that list as he was trying to avoid, other more forceful concepts were about to jump pell-mell into his mind. And not just Wolfish influenced ones. She slipped fingers beneath his shirt starting to explore but in the wrong direction, clearly showing her interest in making this take longer. Nope, even without thought he knew he had to stop that.
She teased him about noise and did something to his hips, but he was focusing on her chest since she had him pinned down where she had lifted herself up slightly. Pulling his head down slightly he rubbed his head against what he assumed was a sensitive spot, first gently then a bit more to distract her. It was hard since the spot kept moving with it's dangling, but he did his best and it had the desired effect. Rose moved and when she did he wrapped his arms around her middle and pushed her aside quickly getting her off balance! As soon as her weight shifted, he rolled to try and get on top of her legs, achieving some success.
Now.
Shifting his weight to her left side which trapped one arm a bit, reached the bottom of her jumper. As he slipped a hand underneath the edge he captured her lips again, running his tongue in about as far as he could. While he did that the hand ran up until he hit the clothing he expected, sliding around his goal which he discovered was way softer then he would have thought. Even through the material he found her very cloud-like soft! Eyes open wide at this, he steadied her as he could and found the spot he wanted, running his finger around it as he kissed down her throat this time the side, burying his mouth in the spot between shoulder and neck.
Somehow that spot seemed very wolfish to him.
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