[He moans softly, his fingers tightening their grip on her wrists.]
Yeah--
[The words are like an aphrodisiac; he's already hard again, already ready to go-- hastily he sits up, scrambling back between her legs-- and where he once might have hesitated, now he leans forward, slipping into her, moaning softly as he does--]
[ at first, once he lets go of her hands, she just turns her wrists, grips the sheets underneath her as leverage ( kind of ) so she can move her body against his. there's a part of her that wants to flip them over again, sit up so she can shove him back and take, take, take, but she resists, jaw clenching tight. ]
Let's see what you've got- [ tiny bit of a challenge there, a look through heavy-lidded eyes that lets him know she's hoping it takes it, looks forward to it. she lets go of the sheets to hold out her hands to him, fingers wiggling, because okay, she'll try and act sexy and dangerous all day long, but that doesn't mean she doesn't want to hold his hands through this. gimme ]
[He lets out a little growl and begins snapping his hips forward, fucking her hard-- and he leans his weight forward, half-pinning her to the bed even as they hold hands. He moans happily, eagerly, and leans down to kiss her hard--]
[ he pins her down to the bed and she slides their hands up over her head almost immediately, pulling him closer that way. it makes it easier to wrap her legs around his hips, dig her heels into the back of his thighs to pull him in deeper, closer. because it won't take her long to finish, she can feel it already after all that teasing. she has to focus on not squeezing his hands too tight, focus on controlling her strength, which is- well, she hasn't had to do that in a while, not since before she showed up here on the ship. also, kissing is a little difficult when she's moaning the way she is, keening and whining between breaths. doesn't mean she won't try, but she's distracted by everything she's feeling, it's obvious ]
[He ruts his hips forward, fucking her hard, pressing their bodies together tightly-- and it's amazing how intimate this is, how even as he moans into her mouth and kisses her he's thinking of just how much he bloody well loves her--]
[ a dark blush spreads over her cheeks after she cries out, just a quick ohmyGod because he's being rough with her, and she absolutely loves it, loves the rush and the heat of it. she wants to tell him but the words won't form, not when she's about to- ] nnh-! [ when she comes it hits her hard, all at once, a rush that makes her squeeze his hands ( probably too tight ) before her fingers spread wide just so she doesn't hurt him. she has to turn her face from his to pull in a deep breath, body tense and tight as she rides it out. it takes her a long time before she's got enough of her mind back to say anything, but once she does ]
Oh my God- [ she groans, an excited, satisfied growl, and she grabs his hands, just so she can roll them over and bury her face again his neck. she keeps her body against his just the same as before, hips rocking just a bit as she comes down from her high ] You're perfect, you're perfect, you're perfect-
[He rocks his hips up, pushing against her-- he's hard, yeah, but it's not that bad, not really, and anyway he'd much rather focus entirely on Raven. He laughs and pushes his hand through her hair, tugging lightly on it, kissing the top of her head.]
Raven laughs against his neck, which probably tickles, but she can't help it, not when she just wants to stay close as possible, her head tipping back only a little bit with the tug of her hair. ]
It was very good, it was- you're-
[ she laughs again, sitting up and planting her hands on either side of his head so she can hold herself up and look at him properly. which means her hair is falling from behind her shoulders, so he'll have to fix it himself if he wants it out of his face, oops. ]
[ she just nods, nodnodnodnod, she knows. she'll ask. or- ]
I'll just remind you of your puppy-like tendencies, of course.
[ which is a joke, obviously, but her smile falters a little when she feels her eyes start to burn, a little, like she hasn't blinked in a while. only she has, and- ]
Oh- [ no.
she squeezes her eyes tight, but that doesn't help. she's tired herself out too much, she realizes now, her body wants to let go of the shift to try and relieve that. only she can't do that, not with Remus right here. ] I, um- Stay, stay right here, okay?
[ she needs to go somewhere she can change back without being seen. which is why she's pulling away suddenly, crawling back until she can step on the floor and reach to pull the spare blanket off of the extra bed in her room, wrapping it around herself. she's breathing a little quicker, but otherwise she's just trying to stay calm. ]
I'll be back, I just need to use the bathroom. [ right, bathroom stall. that's safe. yeah? if she can get there in time. ]
[ she sounds more nervous than annoyed though, her hand moving to reach for the door panel while the other holds that blanket around her. she'll have to slip into one of the empty rooms on her floor, which isn't exactly difficult considering how few 001s there are left on board ]
I have to change back, but it's- You don't have to see that. I'll come right back.
[ no she doesn't want anyone to see her change, not anymore. not like she used to. it's different now, a painful reminder of how she messed herself up. she shakes her head first, though her fingers pause at the panel, leaving the door shut and locked. it's weird, she hadn't really thought about her shifting being more like Remus' transformation now, mostly because the bite, that scar on her arm, was reminder enough. a sign that no, she wasn't like him, her mutation didn't allow it. but maybe it wouldn't be so scary or embarrassing, in this case, having him here with her. maybe it would help.
so when she turns around she just nods and takes a few steps closer to him, tears already welling up in her eyes because they hurt, they burn, and they start to change back to gold before the rest of her starts to shift. it's backwards than changing from blue to a shift, so it starts with her eyes, then her hair starts to turn dark, only that kind of hurts too, like someone's yanking the blonde away. she drops to her knees before the pain forces her too, whining louder than she would like to, but it's painful. pale skin starts to tear and peel away instead of fluttering, stretches and reshapes, darkens like a bruise until she's blue again. the worst of it, the part that makes her shout and bow her back, tight, bringing her closer to the floor, is the way her bones shift under her skin from her feet up and out into her hands, muscle and sinew realigning with it. like her body is a piece of machinery checking that all the gears are in place. it feels unnatural, and forced, and she's still not used to it. ]
[He drops to his knees with her, taking her shoulders gently. There's nothing he can do, not really, just like there's nothing James or Sirius can do-- but it helps to have someone even there, he remembers that, and so he keeps talking, trying to keep her distracted from her pain.]
It's all right, it's all right-- I'm here, darling, I'm right here, you're okay, you're going to be okay, I promise you--
[ it does help, oddly, hearing his voice, feeling him right there. like she isn't stuck somewhere inbetween shifts, stuck in her head somehow. her eyes are still shut tight, but it's not like she has to be looking to feel the full comfort of having him there with her. her hands ball up tight then rest flat against the floor, whines turning into quiet hums between breaths even after the shift is over, because it takes a while for her body to adjust back, for the soreness to subside and for everything to go back to normal.
and now all she wants to do is curl up right there on the floor, rest her head on his lap and not move for a while, but. no. the bed's right there. she can make it to the bed. ugh, shifting is exhausting. ]
S'done. [ right, should probably let him know she's not about to break out yelling again. she sits up, a little bit, enough to rest her cheek against his shoulder for a second, leaning on him for more than just the physical support ]
[ she makes a little sound of protest, picking up her head just enough to peek over to the bed ]
It's not far. [ she's nuzzling against him though, greedy for the comfort he's offering, even if the whole experience of shifting back still has her weirdly shaken. like it's still surprising to her, still foreign. ] Just help me up. [ she's already moving, onto her knees, her hands reaching out for his arms, his shoulders, and okay maybe she should just wait and get up once she knows she can walk herself over to bed, but now all she wants to do is sleep. ]
[He shakes his head and pulls away from her-- but just for a moment! Just long enough that he can scoop her (with some effort; muscles weigh a lot) into his arms and bring her over to the bed. Gently he sets her down and then climbs in next to her, nuzzling against her.]
[ okay that makes her laugh, again, a tiny bit defeated because oh okay fine, carry her, she won't protest once it's happening. she groans softly as she stretched out next to him before curling up again, sore for multiple reasons now, though she's choosing to focus on the good ones ]
Remind me to shift before we decide to be a little rough next time. [ she makes another 'hnn' sound before tipping her head up to kiss his nose, lids heavy ] Let's sleep forever.
[He noses against her hair-- red, and it's weird that he thinks of that as right; it's not his Raven unless she's blue-- and then kisses the top of her head quite lovingly.]
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Yeah--
[The words are like an aphrodisiac; he's already hard again, already ready to go-- hastily he sits up, scrambling back between her legs-- and where he once might have hesitated, now he leans forward, slipping into her, moaning softly as he does--]
Hard as you want--
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Let's see what you've got- [ tiny bit of a challenge there, a look through heavy-lidded eyes that lets him know she's hoping it takes it, looks forward to it. she lets go of the sheets to hold out her hands to him, fingers wiggling, because okay, she'll try and act sexy and dangerous all day long, but that doesn't mean she doesn't want to hold his hands through this. gimme ]
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Oh my God- [ she groans, an excited, satisfied growl, and she grabs his hands, just so she can roll them over and bury her face again his neck. she keeps her body against his just the same as before, hips rocking just a bit as she comes down from her high ] You're perfect, you're perfect, you're perfect-
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Was it good, then?
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WAS IT GOOD?!
Raven laughs against his neck, which probably tickles, but she can't help it, not when she just wants to stay close as possible, her head tipping back only a little bit with the tug of her hair. ]
It was very good, it was- you're-
[ she laughs again, sitting up and planting her hands on either side of his head so she can hold herself up and look at him properly. which means her hair is falling from behind her shoulders, so he'll have to fix it himself if he wants it out of his face, oops. ]
I love you.
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I love you too, darling-- so, so much-- nn, god, if you ever want anything like that again-- or anything--
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I'll just remind you of your puppy-like tendencies, of course.
[ which is a joke, obviously, but her smile falters a little when she feels her eyes start to burn, a little, like she hasn't blinked in a while. only she has, and- ]
Oh- [ no.
she squeezes her eyes tight, but that doesn't help. she's tired herself out too much, she realizes now, her body wants to let go of the shift to try and relieve that. only she can't do that, not with Remus right here. ] I, um- Stay, stay right here, okay?
[ she needs to go somewhere she can change back without being seen. which is why she's pulling away suddenly, crawling back until she can step on the floor and reach to pull the spare blanket off of the extra bed in her room, wrapping it around herself. she's breathing a little quicker, but otherwise she's just trying to stay calm. ]
I'll be back, I just need to use the bathroom. [ right, bathroom stall. that's safe. yeah? if she can get there in time. ]
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What's wrong? Are you all right?
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[ she sounds more nervous than annoyed though, her hand moving to reach for the door panel while the other holds that blanket around her. she'll have to slip into one of the empty rooms on her floor, which isn't exactly difficult considering how few 001s there are left on board ]
I have to change back, but it's- You don't have to see that. I'll come right back.
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Do you want-- I mean, if you want me to be there, to hold you, or-- I mean, I get it if you want privacy, but--
[He finally yanks them up.]
It's easier for me to change when I've got Sirius and James there.
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so when she turns around she just nods and takes a few steps closer to him, tears already welling up in her eyes because they hurt, they burn, and they start to change back to gold before the rest of her starts to shift. it's backwards than changing from blue to a shift, so it starts with her eyes, then her hair starts to turn dark, only that kind of hurts too, like someone's yanking the blonde away. she drops to her knees before the pain forces her too, whining louder than she would like to, but it's painful. pale skin starts to tear and peel away instead of fluttering, stretches and reshapes, darkens like a bruise until she's blue again. the worst of it, the part that makes her shout and bow her back, tight, bringing her closer to the floor, is the way her bones shift under her skin from her feet up and out into her hands, muscle and sinew realigning with it. like her body is a piece of machinery checking that all the gears are in place. it feels unnatural, and forced, and she's still not used to it. ]
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[He drops to his knees with her, taking her shoulders gently. There's nothing he can do, not really, just like there's nothing James or Sirius can do-- but it helps to have someone even there, he remembers that, and so he keeps talking, trying to keep her distracted from her pain.]
It's all right, it's all right-- I'm here, darling, I'm right here, you're okay, you're going to be okay, I promise you--
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and now all she wants to do is curl up right there on the floor, rest her head on his lap and not move for a while, but. no. the bed's right there. she can make it to the bed. ugh, shifting is exhausting. ]
S'done. [ right, should probably let him know she's not about to break out yelling again. she sits up, a little bit, enough to rest her cheek against his shoulder for a second, leaning on him for more than just the physical support ]
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C'mere. Uncurl a little and I'll carry you to bed.
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It's not far. [ she's nuzzling against him though, greedy for the comfort he's offering, even if the whole experience of shifting back still has her weirdly shaken. like it's still surprising to her, still foreign. ] Just help me up. [ she's already moving, onto her knees, her hands reaching out for his arms, his shoulders, and okay maybe she should just wait and get up once she knows she can walk herself over to bed, but now all she wants to do is sleep. ]
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Remind me to shift before we decide to be a little rough next time. [ she makes another 'hnn' sound before tipping her head up to kiss his nose, lids heavy ] Let's sleep forever.
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[He noses against her hair-- red, and it's weird that he thinks of that as right; it's not his Raven unless she's blue-- and then kisses the top of her head quite lovingly.]
Don't snore. Or kick. Or anything of the sort.
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[ but she's curling up against him, face tucked against his chest, all very snuggly and comfortable. yep. mhm. bedtime. ]
Love you.