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Rose Zeller (_rose_) wrote in finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-10-31 14:04:00

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character: rolf scamander, character: rose zeller

RP: Rose and Rolf
Who: Rose and Rolf
What: Rose returns from a mission
Where: Rolf’s flat
When: Night between 30. and 31. October
Rating: NSFW - sexual activity from about 10 tags in.

It hadn’t been a long mission. Five days were actually barely considered a mission at all, and it hadn’t even been a hard mission either. Sure, there had been curses, strong ones even, but none too original and most of them fairly textbook. There had just been so many of them that it had been a regular test of patience by having to remove ten to fifteen wards in order to move the one foot forward only to have three or four cursed objects that needed removing before you could move on to the next set of wards. It had been worth it. That hidden chamber deep below a hidden room in the tiny temple in Aahli Brahman had been literally brimming with treasures, all of which was now en-route to Gringott’s in London for evaluation and classification.

Rose was tired. Very tired. The Portkey out of New Delhi had been delayed and the sun had just begun rising when they had finally been given permission to take off, which had her back in London just after midnight. Letting her feet set the course as she walked away from the bank, she soon found herself in front of Rolf’s door. Her smile brightened and her energy rose a little when she saw the small cat figurine by the door: Rolf had taken Gimlet elsewhere so only Bast was inside.

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_rose_
2014-11-08 01:41 am UTC (link)

Rose was tired, exhausted really, but it didn’t matter. Not now. She could rest later. Right now her body and mind was thrumming with excited content at being with Rolf again, seeing him, touching him, kissing him and just trying to get as close to him as was physically possible right now. Her breath caught in the back of her throat when he used the diminutive of her name. “My Roffe,” she breathed, her legs tightening around his hips to press closer to him as he sat down.

Home. Rolf kept saying ‘home’ and Rose knew that she was home, she felt home, and yet as she pulled back slightly, just to look at Rolf for a moment, she knew that she was and it had nothing to do with their location. “You’re my home,” she whispered, bearing down against him, her fingers back in his hair as her arms tightened around his neck and she buried her face against the warm skin under his jaw. “You’re my home,” she said again kissing her way back up to his lips, “no matter where we are.”

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outofthewild
2014-11-08 06:03 am UTC (link)

He thought that perhaps she'd just want to curl up and sleep now, but she seemed perfectly happy to keep on kissing him like this, so he wasn't about to complain. He very much wanted to welcome her home properly, to get as close to her as he could after her absence. His hands pressed on her arse, hips flexing up against hers.

Rolf gave her a soft smile as she leaned back to look at him. His face pressed against hers as she burrowed into him, lips finding skin to kiss again and again, full of emotion. "And you're mine, Rosie. My home too." His lips found hers in a deep and thorough kiss. He rolled them careful but sudden further onto the bed, chuckling against her lips. He had no idea how he had gotten so lucky, to have her and be had by her.

"Mmm, you're all fresh and yummy, my dear," he said with a grin.

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_rose_
2014-11-08 11:57 pm UTC (link)

Even though she never felt unsafe or that Rolf was about to drop her, Rose still shrieked when he suddenly rolled them back onto the bed. For a moment, she was on top, looking down into his beautiful eyes with a bright smile, a smile that turned into delighted laughter when they rolled again and she found herself on her back looking up at the man who – even after six years – still cemented himself in her life in ways she had never imagined anybody would. Being on her back, though, had the unfortunate effect of her eyes, like a doll’s, falling closed and only slowly opening again. “Mm,” she chuckled, cupping his cheek in a gentle caress. “Fresh and yummy is good? You make me sound good enough to eat.”

The joy of seeing Rolf again, of being with him was what kept her awake right now. She wasn’t ready to go to sleep, to leave him again even for just a couple of hours, not yet, and her eyes were dancing with elation and mirth as she blinked sluggishly again. “At least I’m not past ripe like I was before.”

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outofthewild
2014-11-09 08:50 am UTC (link)

Rolf laughed softly. "Very good," he told her. "And you definitely are good enough to eat." The look on his face was absolutely wicked and his lips trailed tantalizingly down her neck toward her breasts. Her slow and almost sleepy blinks were absolutely endearing, though he was determined to keep her awake now. He had definite ideas of how he could go about that, too, especially with the word 'eat' having been uttered.

He chuckled, breath brushing the bottoms of her breasts. "Past ripe. Good one, love," he told her, amused at the thought, for even covered in dirt Rose was still attractive to him. He flicked his tongue into her navel playfully. He nibbled at it, teasing. "Nope, perfectly read to be eaten, I think." He smiled warmly up her body at her.

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_rose_
2014-11-09 11:38 pm UTC (link)

“Yeah?” Rose didn’t really need an answer and as Rolf’s lips caressed down her neck, her question turned into a low purr and her smile into a wicked grin of anticipation. No matter what Rolf’s intentions were, anything that involved his mouth on her skin was bound to be amazing.

She shivered slightly; his warm breath tickled against the sensitive skin of her breast. “I was!” Rose insisted with a chuckle, even as her body writhed to move with his kisses. Goosebumps appeared on her skin, but not because she was cold, and the flick of his tongue into her navel had her tense up with a laugh. “Tickles,” she claimed and looked down to meet Rolf’s warm smile with one of her own. She had seen that look before; on him, of course, but it also wasn’t all that different from the look of her cat about to start in on a fresh bowl of cream. Nodding, though it was barely more than a shift of her head, she agreed; yes, she was ready for this.

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outofthewild
2014-11-10 03:09 am UTC (link)

"Tickles? Tickles!" His laughed caressed her skin again before he fluttered a variety of light kisses all across her abdomen, ending in a soft raspberry against her navel. His fingers wiggled against her sides, not really trying to tickle but pretending he was.

He kissed his way lower, nuzzling his way between her legs to continue his mission to taste all of her and as thoroughly as possible. Though perhaps not the cleverest with his mouth with verbal sparring, he was somewhat clever with it in other ways when he wished to be, and he always wanted to be with her. He licked and sucked, fingers stroking as well.

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_rose_
2014-11-12 10:31 pm UTC (link)

“Yes, tickles!” Rose insisted with a chuckle, already squirming, though Rolf’s fingers didn’t so much tickle as they did entice. Her chuckle, however, became a shriek of laughter that had her abdomen tense up when he blew a raspberry to her navel.

Lazily she purred, drawing her knees up as Rolf kissed his way down her front. She draped one leg over his shoulder, her toes tickling down his back as her purrs became sighs and moans. Reaching down, she combed her fingers into his hair, even as she pressed her head back into the pillows, her back arching off the mattress. “Right there,” she gasped, every muscled in her body already beginning to tighten up. “Gods, right there, babe.” And then a tiny scrape of Rolf’s teeth sent her flying, crying out her pleasure until she slumped back down and just reached for him. “I missed you so much.”

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outofthewild
2014-11-13 09:53 am UTC (link)

He loved to make her laugh, and he loved to make her moan. To do both nearly at the same time pleased him very much. It had the added bonus of making her eyes shine too.

This was another thing he enjoyed doing. He loved the taste of her, and he took a certain amount of manly pride in being able to make her come with mouth and fingers. He also had no qualms at all at following her directions when they led to such delightful things like her arching against his mouth.

He made a sound like a low rumbling purr of satisfaction as he climbed back up her, places kisses as he went and licking his lips in satsifaction. He nibbled his way along her jaw until his lips found hers again and he kissed her deeply. He moved his hips purposefully to nudge against her playfully. "I've missed you too, Rose," he murmured, eyes full of warmth when he pulled back from the kiss.

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_rose_
2014-11-13 09:55 pm UTC (link)

Rose shivered. That sound, that low rumbling purr could have made a jungle cat jealous, and hearing it from Rolf did things to her that only made her crave him more. She sighed contently each time his lips touched her skin, shifted slightly, arching just enough for her body to touch his as he slid up her body. Each place they touched felt afire, keeping the high from her release from fading completely. And then he reached her lips.

She moaned into the kiss; teasing, playing, tasting herself on this tongue and lips, her arm wrapped tightly around his neck. Until he pulled back and she was looking up into his beautiful face, getting lost in his loving gaze. “I’m right here,” she whispered, tilting her hips up to meet Rolf’s nudging. She gasped longingly when he first entered her, then moaned contently as he sunk deeply into her.

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outofthewild
2014-11-14 02:49 am UTC (link)

She had beautiful eyes. He could and did get lost in hers sometimes. He groaned loudly as he slid in, a perfect fit. He moved, thrusting long and slow, taking his time with each stroke to build her up again. He nipped lightly at her lower lip as they moved together. Though it had only been a few days apart, he'd missed her, and he'd missed this. One of his hands sought hers, fingers twining and drawing it up over her head and groaning into her mouth.

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_rose_
2014-11-16 01:40 pm UTC (link)

Sometimes, being with Rolf could best be compared to fireworks and loud music, which was fun and hot and spicy food and, sweet Helga, as sexy as he was, and Rose loved that, loved everything about those times. But then there were the quieter times, with the intense tenderness and slow moves, when words wasn’t necessary and the soft sighs conveyed everything, when her fingers tightening around his felt as sensual as the slow slide of their bodies against each other.

She drew up her knee, feeling herself tightening around him and felt rather than heard his groan. Her fingers combed through his thick hair, her eyes closed and she lost herself in just feeling. There was no rush, just the two of them and Rolf slowly making love to her. She breathed deeply letting Rolf set the pace that would take him to the same edge each of his thrusts were pushing her towards.

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outofthewild
2014-11-17 02:20 pm UTC (link)

Something about the feel of her, the scent of her, always filled him indescribably. Everything was more with her than it had been with anyone in the past, not that there had been very many. He moved easier and more instinctively with her, seeking their pleasure together. His lips brushed across skin, tasting and seeking those sensitive spots he could reach as they moved slowly but steadily together.

He turned his head to kiss her firmly, speeding up with her in a natural, pleasure-filled progression. Despite wanting her so fiercely from when she'd been gone, this way, slow and sensual, built brilliantly into pleasure that had him gasping against her skin.

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