Gabriel Corvin Turner (inoblivion) wrote in carpediem_rp, @ 2015-08-29 14:53:00 |
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Entry tags: | character: gabe turner, character: molly carpenter, thread: complete |
Who: Molly and Gabe
Where: World Cup Tent City; Gabe's House
When: Sunday 23 August, immediately after the attack
Warning: sex stuff and implied violence
Status: Closed, Complete
Gabe was beyond drunk, but the sudden chill had brought him to full alertness. Cold had a bad tendency to spoil the mood. The harsh cries of ravens and crows drew him stumbling out of the tent into the chaos-filled scene around him, where he promptly got sick, twice.
Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand he tried to make sense of the scene in front of him, but his visions made it hard to see anything except the shadows crows and ravens. And then the Dark Mark. There was nothing left in Gabe's stomach to sick up, but he dry heaved anyway.
Molly was at first bewildered by the changing of the screams. Being her though and knowing what she did about her skills, she did not run directly into the fray - or from it - like some of her friends did. Her eyes darted around and she began quickly gathering small kids that seemed to have been left behind for one reason or another. A very quick veil was cast as she moved, shepherding them along.
When she came across Gabe, the veil was extended again to include him, but she motioned the kids to stop moving and sit down. That done, she moved to touch his shoulder, knowing that it wouldn't help too much but it was at least support for him. She murmured a spell she had solved on her own, making the veiled area incredibly unenticing to anyone who might come near- a human boggart, she called it- and then looked at her friend. "What can I do?" Her voice was soft, comforting. She knew there were probably a few things but they'd need permission first.
Gabe had a hard time focusing for a minute but eventually Molly's presence penetrated. And a bunch of kids. Oh that was not good. Fuck. He looked down to make sure he was decent, and refastened his pants and belt. He wasn't together enough to realize the magic Molly had surrounded him with. "You shouldn't be out here," was Gabe's answer to her question. Certainly not with a bunch of kids.
Molly shook her head slightly. "No one can see us. Trust me." Because her veils were that good and she knew that avoidance was the best way to keep people away. The kids had quietly clumped together and so she rubbed his shoulder again, her eyes moving to ensure that things were at least together in the small area around them.
There was no point in arguing with Molly, so Gabe didn't. He didn't have the extra energy to manage it. "You need to get them somewhere safer. They shouldn't see this." Gabe was seeing too much. There had been deaths. He didn't know who, but he was seeing how. "You shouldn't see this." He added.
Molly flicked her wand, subtly altering the shield so that the children wouldn't be seeing him either. It wasn't hard to shift, and they were still guarded. That was why she'd had them with her in the first place. "You're my friend. It's fine." Because she wasn't about to walk away from someone that needed her, or at least needed to be hidden.
"People are dying, Molly," Gabe said, an urgency in his tone that was rare. "I'm too drunk for this. Or not drunk enough." He ran his hand through his hair, and left it there. Everything looked wavy when he looked out, which was making it harder to focus on any one thing. "Get them inside." He then flinched from something only he could see.
"Gabe. Look at me." She carefully turned his head to focus on her, forcibly looking into his eyes. She wouldn't go in his head but she would direct his gaze at least. "They won't see us. Nobody can get near us. You know what I can do. Do you trust me?" Because she would not lie in a situation like this. She was ready to look out for him just like with the kids.
Molly didn't need to go into his head; his black eyes were reflecting the shadows haunting him. He did focus on her eyes though. On the light of them. "I know what you can do." He closed his eyes to block her from seeing what haunted him and took a deep breath to steady himself. "What is your plan?"
"Stay here. Stay calm. I'm watching the kids. They're safe and we are as well, I've got enough protection on us that you don't have to worry." She lightly ran her fingers over his hair and sighed softly. "What can I do?" Because really if he needed something blocked in his mind, she could do that easily enough.
"There isn't enough protection, Molly. It's her followers. You see the Dark Mark. This is only the beginning." That knowledge was more terrifying than what was going on around them. He wasn't implying he doubted her shield, but that this was more than just what they could see around them happening. She was a muggleborn. Her family didn't know about Lady Nyx and her followers. His eyes were still closed, trying to block her or at least limit the temptation. He sighed. "We wait… I guess. I saw the aurors arrive."
Molly took a deep breath and nodded. She had been prepared from a young age for attacks but not of this sort. This was a whole different thing. She looked around for a few seconds, gauging how far they were from the end of the tent city, then lightly stroked her hand through his hair again. "No one can get close to us. If we can get the kids to the outside of the
apparition wards I can get us all out of here." It would take some time but she knew that as long as they got everyone out she did what she had to. "Can you walk, or do you need help?" Because he still looked sick, but she could physically support him she knew.
He felt her release him, even though she was still close enough to play with his hair, and he slowly opened his eyes again. "I'm not that drunk anymore. Most of what I drank is on the ground over there." Gabe admitted. He looked at the children she'd collected. "You're going to have to find their families. Or pass them on to someone in the BMA." Again, something caught his sight, and he flinched again. "Fuck…" Kids. "Sorry, you didn't hear that, don't repeat that word," he instructed them.
"They can't see or hear you. You're good." A soft smile was offered and she shook her head at him. "Hospital is where they're going. That's where you go in an emergency." Because that's the first place people would look. She looked over at the kids and spoke calmly to them, her hand still on his hair. "Okay guys. We're walking again. Bigger ones, grab someone smaller and let's go." She looked to Gabe after she rose, offering him a hand up. "You too."
"I don't need to go to the hospital," Gabe argued, despite taking her hand and rising. "But I can look after the kids while you pop back and forth, I guess… or not if they can't see or hear me." He frowned trying to make sense of what was a different sort of puzzle to him.
"You need to get out of here. You're no more use in this situation than I am." Possibly less so because he was clearly distracted and that was a danger. "I'll unveil you before I start taking them and let them know you're safe." She knew she must look a little odd, but the way she was talking and with the surrounding noise, she may as well have been muttering to herself as they started walking, Molly herding the kids with a skill borne of obvious experience.
Gabe shook his head. "I"ll go home, or something" He didn't need to go to the hospital. She was natural with the little ones, although it was possible she was doing some kind of mind-control on them. Maybe he should be the one Apparating back and forth to Saint M's rather than trying to keep her little herd calm. If they started crying, he was just going to dump them on some attendant and didn't have to worry.
"After I handle the kids I'll get you there." Because she wasn't sure he should apparate in the current situation. Distraction could mean splinching. She soon had fielded the kids to the edge of the wards and dropped Gabe's veiling. "Okay, you all. Two at a time, to me. Gabriel is my friend and he's just going to stay right here with you for a few seconds. Come." She held out one hand to each of the two closest kids before speaking again. "Remember. Stay with your partner and no running around. You all are doing so well!" Her voice was soothing and no, she hadn't used even a bit of mind control. Just years of being around a large group of kids.
Gabe was not gifted with kids, but he wasn't entirely incompetent either. He knelt down to be more their height and let them ask him random questions about who he was, how he knew Molly and why was he getting sick before. The last one he lied about just saying he had a stomach ache. He was glad as the group started getting smaller and smaller as Molly reappeared to collect more little ones and disappeared again. The trips started getting faster too, likely since Molly had someone waiting for her to appear with new children each time after the first.
Molly finally popped the last two kids off to Saint Mungo's and ended up back with Gabriel. Her own stomach was churning but she still wanted to be sure he got home safely too. She took a deep breath and offered her arm to him. "Home for you?" Because she knew where it was now, from her previous trip. She would need to sit for a little while before she headed back to her own home. That was a much farther trip than she wanted to try at the moment.
"You shouldn't Apparate again yet," It was Gabe's turn to be conscientious. She'd already done it too many times in a row. "Who did you come with… do they know you're okay?" Gabe sounded tired, but with BMA officials now patrolling, he was no longer flinching at shadows.
"Have to. I have to get you out and then I can help more." Her veil was still holding, though she was getting weaker with all the apparition she had done. "I came with Adrian and his family. As soon as I'm sure you're home I'll get back to them." She ran a hand through her hair and shrugged. "We had evac drills at home, so it's fine."
"I can walk you back to Battye," Gabe argued. He might be a mess but he could look out for his friends too. "I'm not some cad… or basket case or whatever impression you have of me, Carpenter." He was far too sober, but if he was going to hang out with Battye at all, it was probably better that way.
Molly turned her eyes to him, flicking them over his for a moment and taking the faintest brush over his mental state. "I know you're not. I also know that with the things going down you don't need to be in there." She took a deep breath and sighed, shaking her head. "I'll get word to him that I'm out safe. You're not going back in there." Her voice was firm, making clear that she was serious in that.
Gabe didn't notice the mental brush. There were still too many shadows, and a raven was circling overhead lazily. "I don't need to be there to know what happened. But… it's over now, for the moment. Except for the cleanup… the aftermath." Gabe ran his hand through his hair again.
"But you don't need it staring right in your face." Molly shrugged again. "It's fine." She wanted to tell him she would apparate home after getting him there but she somehow felt wrong lying to him. She ran a hand through her hair and looked up for a moment or two at the dark sky. "I can do more in there than I can out here, and I can't do that if I don't know you're out and safe."
"Despite the Raven circling over my head, Death is't here for me today." Gabe said flatly. He was not incapacitated and hated that she seemed convinced he was. If he was holding her up from going back, when she wanted to go back, then he'd absent himself. He hadn't asked for her to veil or protect him anyway. "And I'm not fucking stopping you from going back."
Molly raised an eyebrow at him slightly. "Just because you're not going to die doesn't mean you can't get fucking hurt if your shadows distract you. I know they're catching your attention back and forth, and I'm not leaving you anywhere but away from this." Her eyes fixed on his, forcing herself to not see anything, feel anything - it wasn't what she wanted. She wanted to reinforce her seriousness. "I know what you're seeing and if a fucking raven is circling you and I am not seeing it? I'm not letting you stay here. If I have to fucking drag you by that hair of yours, I fucking will."
She didn't know what he was seeing if she didn't see the raven. He wasn't going to keep arguing though. Not when she was treating him like an incompetent. It had been a while since his visions brought about that kind of response. He'd thought Molly knew him better, but obviously seeing him in the midst of visions like he had tonight had ruined things between them. He wouldn't have her pitying him more, or blaming him from holding her back from playing hero-girl.
She wanted to be hero? He could lead her into the middle of the flock of crows. Without a word, Gabe walked back into the Tent city and away from the apparition zone. He did think better of leading her to where he saw the flock of crows, if she was following him, then he wasn't that much of an asshole. But if she wanted to be in the mess, she could find it herself.
"Jesus fucking...goddamnit Gabriel!" A flash of fury as she moved after him. It would just take one word and it would be so easy. Her fingers itched to pull her wand and she fought the urge down as she grabbed his arm, pulling him toward her. "Turner, fucking listen. You see the shadows. You have a fucking raven circling your head. Do you not think, hey, shit this thing is right fucking above me maybe I should not be here?" A flash of fear broke through the anger and she pulled him over to her. "Okay. Shit. I don't normally do this backwards but look at me." She forced her eyes to his and instead of allowing herself to slip into his head, she opened hers to him.
"Look. You're my friend. I don't...your visions aren't my thing. Divination never was. But I'm a bit worried." He would see that at least. She'd basically opened him a window to her feelings and thoughts so he could see that she was sincere - getting him out of here was vital, in her mind.
"No. I don't think that." The ravens were sometimes a comfort to Gabe and sometimes a warning. He couldn't explain it and didn't think she would understand his complex relationship with his visions and Death. Most people feared death after all; it was hard to wrap their heads around the fact that he didn't, especially when it haunted him.
He was scowling darkly when she again force his eyes on hers, a quiet fury that was rare. He hated being forced… but she succeeded at least it forcing him to see her worry. Fine. She was worried. So he should do what she told him? It didn't work that way. Still he tamped down his anger to reply softly, "If we were friends, you would trust that I know myself and my visions."
"Just because you're not slated to die doesn't mean you can't get hurt." Molly's voice was just as soft as she waved her wand, doubling the veil on them both. "I don't want that either. I can hide myself from danger, pretty well honestly." Because they'd basically walked through the fray unseen and unnoticed, he would have seen that much. "I... I'll leave the area if you will." Because when given a choice between playing the hero and making sure she didn't put a friend in danger? There was only one real choice.
"Will you let me make sure you get home?" Her eyes brushed over his again, blocking on both ends now. She didn't want to see in his head at the moment, knowing it was a place she just shouldn't be.
"I can defend myself from danger. Pretty well. I'm in the same DADA class you are. And I've been prepared for something like this for years. You have your Harry Dresden, but I grew up with the aftermath of the first reign of terror. Can you say the same?" Gabe was still bristling. She still thought he was something incapable. Still thought he needed her to play protector. She didn't know the half of what he'd been through. He would fight to keep it that way.
She was still persisting on taking him home. "Will you let me walk to you Battye?" He challenged her back.
Molly sighed and shook her head at him. "That's the point. I can't. I can hide myself and hide others. That's what I was doing. That's pretty much my use in this." She ran her hand through her hair again and faced him, now fully avoiding eye contact, as she normally had. "I don't defend. I get out. You're my friend so instinct tells me to get you out just like I did with the kids." Because that was what she'd been taught for years.
"I wasn't planning on going back if you're home. I can send to him and the rest that I'm safe back home." Because it was true. She didn't have the floo network in her home but she could easily get to one back there to let them know.
"Just because you can't doesn't mean everyone is like you," Gabe shot back. "I'm not one of the kids. Visions or not, I'm a fully capable wizard." Fucking muleheaded witch. "If he's here still, he's not on the network." Gabe took her arm. "I'll do the offensive shit if you do the defensive. Not that either is necessary now with so many BMA around. Go check in with Battye's family so they don't worry."
"Yeah, I know it. That's why you passed that OWL and I didn't." A faint teasing look crossed her face and she shook her head. "Won't need offense. Watch." She flicked her wand to veil herself from him, completely vanishing from his sight for a moment before lifting it. "That's what people see. We don't exist, and if anyone gets close I've got a spell to make them turn away too." She shifted a bit closer to him though and nodded. "Yeah. You'll hang out a bit? Just until things calm down more?"
Gabe hadn't expected her to go invisible quite so thoroughly. That kind of invisibility was hard to manage. It was impressive, really. Or would be if he wasn't still somewhat annoyed with her. Okay it was even with the annoyance. At least she'd stopped acting like he was a complete fuckup of a wizard. "I doubt the guy I was hooking up with is still around," Gabe answered, at once flippant and honest.
Molly laughed and shook her head at him. "Fun night, then? Well, until all this." She looked around through the veiling at the chaos around her. The Death Eaters seemed to have vanished for now, but one never truly knew. "Come on. Let's get back and check in." And then they could solve what to do from there.
Gabe shrugged. "He got off… I got interrupted." Somehow a massive vision and attack was a boner-killer. It wasn't that big a deal - he didn't get off every time he was with someone, and had mostly been taking care of himself with this guy too. It was easier to think about and talk about that then the lingering shadows he was seeing as they wound their way back to the Smith tent.
When they got close she dropped the veil that covered them, making sure Adrian saw her before touching Gabriel's arm lightly. "Come on. Let's get somewhere else, okay?" Because she didn't want to be there for long and she saw that her friend was safe. That meant his sister was there and okay too, or he wouldn't be there.
Gabe was glad at least that Adrian seemed fine - if a bit distracted and that the people Molly had come with knew she was safe and that she hadn't just vanished. That they seemed to be safe. "Yea… we can pop." It was late, he had been Seeing things nonstop since shortly before the attacks actually started.
Molly recast the veil and started to move from the area, toward the area where they could apparate away again. She kept her hand resting on him slightly, her body a bit tense. She had been throwing around quite a bit of magic and while it was magic she was good at she would eventually crash, she was sure. For now though she could handle herself and get through.
Gabe couldn't help but look back at the field before the Apparated, taking in the scene, and the visions. He could tell already it was going to be a long week for him. "Are you coming to my house then?" She'd said she wanted to see him safely home. She couldn't do that if she didn't. "You'll get more info about what went down there," he offered her a more innocent excuse. Or maybe he offered it to her for his own sake. So he didn't have to completely cave to her sense that he was helpless.
"Yeah, that's fine. We can do that." Because honestly apparating all the way home would be a bit much right now. She moved closer and wrapped her arms around him to apparate away. After they got there though she grabbed her stomach, making a bit of a face. "I think I might need a bit of time not doing that, honestly."
Gabe had been unprepared to be sidewaysed. He'd been more than prepared to transport himself It was why he'd confirmed the location before blinking. But before he could, she had done it for both of them. "Well then you shouldn't have transported both of us," he said unsympathetically. At least she was likely to let him lead the way into his own house. As before he entered by way of the kitchen first and began rummaging for food since it had been awhile since he'd eaten, and he'd thrown up what he had anyway. "You want anything?"
"I think I'd probably feel the same way if it was just me." Because she had gone back and forth at least a half dozen times taking the kids out of the area and it was in a very short time period. She frowned as he offered her food and shook her head. "No, I think I'm okay for now." Because she had dropped the veils and now she was done apparating for a bit. She could relax. Food could wait though until her stomach settled.
"I left everything I'd eaten back there," Gabe justified, stuffing himself while reaching for something to drink as well. He finished the glass in one long sip and refilled it before offering her that too. He sighed trying to relax. "I need a smoke… you staying? Want me to set you up in the guestroom so you can crash before I go onto the terrace?"
Molly nodded. She had noticed the fact that he was sick though she didn't comment on it. The whole thing was a bit blurred still. She took the cup when he offered it, sipping slowly. "I can wait. Go ahead. I'm just going to sit a minute, I think."
"Let's be honest… I'm gonna need two or three probably to take the edge off," Gabe admitted, running his hand through his hair. "There are lounge chairs out there if you wanna join me and not sit at the counter." Gabe was fishing for his bad habit with one hand while still holding his glass with the other.
Molly nodded affirmation again and followed him as he went out to the terrace. She seated herself and closed her eyes for a second before opening them to look at him. "Harry told me about all of this, what he knew. This..." She shook her head slightly and ran her hand through her hair. "It's not going to get better fast I'm imagining."
Gabe leaned against the railing, eyes fixed on the darkness beyond. "We don't talk about it here," he admitted. It wasn't to say he didn't know a significant amount about that period, but it was one of the topics that wasn't discussed in the Turner house.
Molly accepted that wordlessly as a cue to change the subject, looking off into the distance for a moment before rising to her feet, brushing her fingers over his neck and shoulders. He was obviously tense and she was willing to bet that that would be consistent for him now.
His muscles were clearly tight where she touched him. He didn't flinch away though he held his breath a moment on the smoke he'd inhaled, holding it before releasing the plume of smoke, directing it away from her. "You were sitting and resting." He pointed out as though she didn't know it.
"And suddenly I'm not anymore." Countering his statement, her hand rubbing lightly over his shoulders. She figured touching there was okay. They'd done a lot more last time, though it seemed like something strange to think about now, with everything that had happened. "I'm okay for now I think." Later no. Now, though, she was still going.
Gabe lit his next cigarette using the one he was finishing. "If you're okay now then you're doing well." He sighed softly under her continued touch. He wasn't really okay, but it was understandable given what had happened tonight. He didn't know how he was going to sleep.
She was still processing, yes, and she figured once everything hit her she would be a lot less okay. Right now though she was doing her best to just keep going. Her other hand joined the first in massaging his shoulders, figuring he could use it right now.
Gabe closed his eyes, breathing slowly, deeply. Focusing on the smoke and the hands massaging his shoulders. The physical things not the visions. A deep sigh and he opened his eyes again.
Molly didn't stop massaging, focusing as well as she could on working the knots in his muscles out. It couldn't be comfortable, being this tense, though she understood why. One hand moved to focus on his neck, slipping under his hair to rub there too.
His eyes drifted closed again as he hand moved into his hair. After a moment, Gabe snubbed out his cigarette and turned to look at her. Dark eyes taking her in. He was looking for clues about how she was doing, what she was thinking now. Or feeling.
Given Molly's aversion to eye contact and the fact that she had, in the past, had to conceal things from her family, he wouldn't see much evidence of anything, though his movement took her hands from rubbing over his shoulders and neck. She wasn't even honestly sure how she felt. There was a lot warring in her head as it was.
Gabe let the silence stretch. His mind was less silent working through the options and the ramifications. He considered leaning in and kissing her - seeing how far they'd go this time. But the nightmares decided him. He dropped his gaze finally, looking back to the house. "I'll show you to your room." He murmured.
Molly nodded slightly in response, her hand moving to touch his arm lightly before she followed him inside again. She was honestly a bit confused, but then she couldn't say she was shocked by that. Men as a whole had never made much sense to her, and she had never figured out exactly how to question that.
Gabe was tired but knew it would take more than sex and and the help of a small pharmacy to sleep through the night. Part of him didn't want to take advantage of Molly, since it was motivated by a need to escape himself rather than desire for her at this moment, but also because he knew he couldn't have a nightmare with her in his bed, based on her reaction to his intense visions earlier that night. He stayed with the necessary. "The bathroom is through that door. I'll get you something to wear."
Molly blinked at him thoughtfully for a moment before purposefully meeting his eyes- her expression open to let him see her confusion, but just guarded enough that she wasn't invading his head. A few seconds of her eyes on his before her hand moved to his hair, pulling him into a kiss. She had a feeling that they both needed this in some ways.
Gabe wasn't that much of a gentleman that he wouldn't take what was offered, despite his earlier decision. He had been thinking about it. He wanted it. This wasn't the drunken and stoned hookup of their last meeting though. A playful exploration of sexual play with a friend. He wanted the release, fast and hard. He slammed the door, and grabbing her hips to direct her he pinned her against the door with his body.
Molly let out a soft gasp at the speed of his reaction, but she had to admit it was a turn on. Gentle and playful was nice, but her body responded even more to danger and rough play. He was dangerous to her, in some ways. Maybe many ways. She wasn't sure. Her hips arched toward him, her lips going to his neck and biting while her hands tangled in his hair.
Gabe ground against her as soon as her lips reconnected to his skin. The gasp had almost given him pause. Her mouth gave him permission to get closer. He pulled her shirt up so he could play with her breast - and the nipple piercing memory told him she had.
The gasp quickly turned to a soft pleased purr, her hands pulling lightly at his hair as he toyed with her nipple. Her lips moved in a path to his collarbone, nipping and sucking as she did so. She wanted to push the facts of the night out of her head, and kissing like this, touching like this? It helped a little.
He wasn't thinking. He was reacting. He was touching, rubbing, a little twisting and pinching too. He was seeking closeness and release. He pulled at her thigh too, wanting those long legs around him and lining up the bodies so he could grind against her.
With her body wedged between him and the door, she could very easily wrap one leg up around him. Her hips rolled toward him too, her hands now tighter in his hair. She imagined for most girls this didn't do quite as much, but the ring in her clit? That made the friction more intense.
It wasn't Gabe's favorite way to get off. Quite honestly he preferred almost anything else - especially when he was feeling the way he was. But the small rational part of him knew this was what they'd done last time and so it was more likely to be okay than anything else. He didn't much feel like asking permission at the moment. He just wanted the release with her.
Molly allowed him to move against her for a few more moments before her hand slid between them, stroking over his erection through his pants. Her hips held her hand in place even as her fingers flicked to the button of his jeans, her eyes closing as she worked him.
The response involved a bit of teeth in his kiss. He thrust into her hand, grinding into her and desperate to get closer - even if it was just closer to her hand. Her hand felt good - the feel of it and the intimacy of the touch. "More… just a little… more."
Molly stroked her hand over him, responding to his body moving toward her. Her other hand tangled tightly into his hair to pull at it- harder than last time, but it seemed to her that he enjoyed it and so she doubted he'd complain.
He didn't complain… he came. He surged closer, pulling her to him hard as his release came. It was a fleeting and momentary thing, but for that moment it was the entirety of his thoughts. He continued to hold her as he caught his breath a moment.
“A little better?” Murmured against his ear as she brushed a kiss there, her eyes closing for a second. He was still tense even with the release, which was, she supposed, logical enough. If he needed her for more, she would gladly provide, but really she didn’t know as much what to do for him after all of this.
He took a deep breath and tried to relax further. He wasn't completely selfish - he hoped. He'd come but she'd been the one to initiate the kissing in the first place. "What do you want?" He asked - or perhaps offered. He kissed her ear, giving her a chance to answer before he would kiss her properly.
“Come to the bed.” Because they could mess around some more and then sleep so she could get home at a reasonable enough time. Her hand slid to take his and she offered a welcoming smile. She didn’t think that she would reject much at this point in time, and honestly she had the feeling both of them needed the comfort of being close to someone else for a little while.
Gabe was not one to reject, and he followed her to the bed, letting her lead once more. He was watching her to read what she wanted from him - to determine what she wanted him to do and where she was at in this moment. There was a very small chance if he stayed with her, he could keep the nightmares at bay. If only because he would put off the sleep.
Molly gently pushed him down onto the bed and moved to straddle him, her hands pushing his shirt out of the way so she could apply light kisses to his stomach. His pants were already undone, which would make that easier, and she listened carefully for reactions as she teased her teeth and tongue over his skin, lightly in some places, and harder in others, giving a hint toward her actual taste in this arena.
Gabe lay back, and watched as she straddled him. He let his head fall back on the bed as she began to kiss his stomach. Teeth and tongue… "It takes a couple minutes to recover if that is your idea... " He warned her gently.
“I know that. I also plan to make those minutes incredibly enjoyable.” A wicked smirk and she pulled her shirt off gracefully, revealing her breasts for him. She turned her attention back again to his stomach, allowing the cool metal of her lip rings to run over his skin before she lightly bit his hip.
"Not what I was intending when I asked what you wanted." Gabe pointed out - as though Molly didn't know what he'd meant. He reached up to touch her breasts before she shifted out of his reach. Annoying, although what she was doing was pleasant.
“Ah, but this is a path to get there.” Molly looked up and teasingly quirked a brow at him, her body shifting as she cupped her breast, toying with the ring in the nipple. Her eyes flickered over his face and she traced a finger along his side very lightly, her touch teasing. “Tell me, Gabe. How do you like it most? Nice and soft?” She bent to his neck now and bit, quite a good deal harder, before murmuring, “Or like that?”
Gabe simply liked sex. Soft and gentle had its place, but so did hard and rough. Given her piercings, obviously Molly didn't mind a little discomfort mixed into her life. He liked to feel, period, and to experience life. Tonight though, as good as Molly felt and as hard as she was trying, he knew it wouldn't be enough to keep him fully present in the moment.