eden dire (spearmaiden) wrote in emillion, @ 2014-06-09 12:23:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, !log, darius delacreaux, eden dire |
log; darius & eden
Who: Darius & Eden
Where: Darius’s apartment
When: Taurus 31 (May 20) ; early morning.
What: Eden gets a follow-up examination. :x
Rating: PG-13 - references sexual situations & casual nudity
Status: Complete
It wasn’t every day that Eden went home with a white mage, or like ever if she were honest. She usually preferred fellow fighters, men she could get a little rough with. Last night had been different. She’d been more gentle, but it wasn’t in a bad way. He was so well with his hands and that mouth of his that she was pretty sure he was attempting to murder or drive her insane with sensory overload. Luckily, he didn’t have long hair. Last night was different, yes, but she would do it again if asked. And again. And again. The thought made her moan as her leg slid up to wrap around his. It was morning and she knew she had to leave soon. Maybe she’d go grab something to eat before heading off to work. They could get breakfast together. She could get up and come back and just be a little late for work. Ceres would frown at her, but she could handle that. Ceres always frowned at her. It was her default expression. The speed knight was swept from her mind as she slowly opened her eyes to look upon her cute partner for the night. His lines could have used a little work, but he was pretty, and surprisingly polite. Eden decided she liked him, not that she didn’t like a lot of guys or girls for that matter. Now, she just needed to figure out how to detach herself without waking him up. His adam’s apple bobbed with a swallow, and sleep stuck eyes seemed to want to open, but couldn’t at least, not quite yet. A low rumble sounded in his throat, and the weight of another body finally sank in. It was probably… Wait…. No… He hadn’t… Had…. Eyes instantly no longer felt weighted down as they flew open in some deep seated fear, and desperate hope that he hadn’t made a horrible mistake to find…. Well. That he hadn’t. Though…. Swallowing again, he tried his best to remember her name. Shit. How much had he had to drink last night? Instead a smile was forced, which could have just been partly because he still felt exhausted. Man, how long had they gone at it last night? “Morning.” “Good morning,” she said in a soft sing-songy morning voice. It was husky from lack of use. She looked up at him, quite pleased at the view. She allowed her fingers to trail along his chest as she admired him. “How’re you feelin’? Do you want some water?” Never let it be said that Eden wasn’t a gracious hostess, even if this wasn’t her own home. She could probably find something somewhere to give him. Maybe. If not, she could go out and grab something for him. She’d had to rehydrate a few times throughout the night and wandered off from the bed, when permissible before coming back. She was thinking a nice lazy kind of morning, but it was still early. She rested her chin on his chest and looked up at him with her big brown eyes. “Uh.” He paused for a moment, trying to process the question she’d just asked. “Yeah, sure.” His voice was a little hoarse from the activity they had engaged in, and his own drinking from the night before. Man, he couldn’t entirely call where he’d picked this girl up - one of the few remaining bars, which one? Well that he didn’t have a clue about - last night but, man. She sure did feel nice with her body pressed against his as they laid like this. “You doin’ alright?” Darius’ brow crinkled as looked down at her. Faram damn it, why couldn’t he remember her name? This had to be one of the worst mornings of his life at right now. Pretty girl, pretty naked girl on top of him, and he couldn’t fucking remember half of what had happened… Well, he could remember half, the sexy half mostly. How they met - something about drinking - or how they got back here - something else about drinking - well… That was another story altogether. “Okay, then I’ll hop right to it.” No modesty needed, Eden just slipped out of his bed and wandered off into the other room where the kitchen was located. She hadn’t didn’t see signs of anyone else living there, so she just entered the kitchen and started to fuss around for a glass. She got two, then poked around in the fridge for something cool. And there was a pitcher of water and one of juice… She poured him the water and herself some juice before coming back into the room and sitting on the edge of the bed. “Oh yeah, I’m doing fine,” she said taking a sip of the orange liquid in the glass. “If you’re really worried, you could give me another thorough examination, doctor.” Her lower lip slipped between her teeth as she smiled mischievously at him. Huh. She seemed… Really sweet…. Hopefully she wasn’t a psycho. That would be the last thing he needed right now really. Though, she quickly returned with a glass of water, which he took with a couple words of thanks, and proceeded to take a sip of…. Which he almost spit out with her next line she tried to use on him. Well… Swallowing it down hard - it caused a spike of pain to shoot down his throat - he nodded for a moment. “Sure, could take a look if you think anything’s out of whack.” She was inviting him to have sex with her again, right? Darius thought she was, but… Well, maybe she really did just want him to give her a physical, but… Considering the circumstances, well… That all seemed pretty unlikely at this point… Especially, with that smile. Eden observed this man. He was quite different than he’d been last night. It wasn’t something new. Sometimes alcohol just changed people. Apparently, he was one of those people. The fact that he choked on his drink caused worry to cross her features. She almost reached out, but he seemed to recover in time. He appeared unsure about what to do next, so she set down her juice and turned to lay herself out on the bed so that her head was near the foot and her legs were beside where he sat. “Where would you like to begin?” “Alright.” Darius shifted, setting the glass of water down on a nightstand before turning to look at her fully. Wow, she had a really nice body… Heck, from her muscle tone, and other marking features, he’d guess she was probably a fighter. Damn Fighters Well, wasn’t that just his luck. A hand moved over, taking up one of her calves. “If we’re gonna make sure you’re in tip-top shape better check everything out, yeah?” A glance was cast her way with a smile before fingers started to massage into the calf muscles gently. “Of course, doctor,” Eden replied with a sigh. “Let me help you with that.” She slid her leg out of his hand and over his lap giving him a full and open view. “You can check wherever you feel is necessary.” |