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Rose Zeller ([info]_rose_) wrote in [info]finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-10-01 10:48:00

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Entry tags:character: rolf scamander, character: rose zeller

RP: I'm going to miss you
Who: Rose and Rolf
What: Pillow talk before Rose’s mission
Where: Rose and Dennis’ flat, Rose’s bedroom
When: 1. October – early morning
Rating: NSFW - (mentions of) Sexual activity


Idly Rose’s fingers caressed back and forth over Rolf’s hand on her breast. It was still dark in the room, and though she was tired, she didn’t want to sleep. They had slept last night, a little, at least, but probably not enough. It could, she figured, be argued that maybe that was for the best. Not just because it had been an amazing night, but because that would mean that when they arrived in Indonesia, she would have an easier time sleeping and thereby adjusting to the 5 hour time difference.

Even though things had been different since they came back from Greece, they… hadn’t. That heady feeling when she was with him, that want, that love that she had finally allowed herself to give into – because now Rolf, apparently, was ready for it, too – was filling her, even when he wasn’t around, and the way that kissing him or making love to him just happened like they had done nothing their whole lives, was still there. And then that Owl had arrived, had awoken her to the worst hangovers she could remember, and had reminded her that Rolf wasn’t the only one with a job; she was too. The only different, really, was that Rolf would go home at night; Rose would be gone for at least a week.

Still on her back, she turned her face towards him, and closed her eyes while she just breathed him in. That smell right now, warm from sleep and musky from sex… if she could have bottled that scent of Rolf, she would.



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[info]outofthewild
2014-10-05 11:35 pm UTC (link)
Rolf outright laughed, eyes crinkling faintly at the corners in his amusement. It was true, they had been very physical in their short time together, but they already had such an emotional closeness that it jsut seemed to have developed to complement that. "Well, you do have an exceptional arse," he told her, a hand curving around it and squeezing appreciatively. "You really can't blame a bloke for liking it."

His hips circled slowly against hers and then just rolled again, and a soft groan followed his sigh as he watched her. "Hands and knees, there you go, giving me more naughty ideas," he teased in a husky voice. Not that he'd not thought of that one yet. He had. Like he'd told her, she had an exceptional arse. "And I'm going to have all the time til you get back to think on them."

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[info]_rose_
2014-10-07 02:13 pm UTC (link)
“Oh,” Rose moaned, her hips now moving with Rolf’s as she gave in began chasing that pleasure the pressure of him against her was beginning to promise. “You know what I like more than giving you those naughty ideas?” she asked, her voice breathy and cut off by a small whimper when she rolled her hips to meet his again. Although she could see the fun in how they had pretty much been connected at the hips – literally speaking – since things had become more between them, she didn’t mind it one bit, nor would she ever complain about it. She trailed a hand from his hair, down his arm until she could thread her fingers through his; his hand on her arse felt amazing, and moving with it, she draped her leg around his hip, arching up against him as she nipped at his lips.

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[info]outofthewild
2014-10-07 10:23 pm UTC (link)
He nibbled slowly down her jaw, sucking lightly on that spot just behind her ear as he rolling his hips almost lazily against hers, following the sounds she made as they slowly moved together and talked. "Mmmm, what do you like more?" he asked with a slow, warm grin. His fingers twined with hers, a deep feeling of contentment in the motion. His other hand curled more fully around her arse, helping her to move, massaging the skin there. She felt amazing against him. He couldn't say he'd ever experienced anything quite like it before.

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[info]_rose_
2014-10-09 09:32 pm UTC (link)
“This,” Rose breathed as he pushed against her arse while he ground down against her, making her moan. She pressed her head back into the mattress, arching her neck, baring her throat to him to keep his kisses coming. “Making all of your naughty ideas real,” she purred, her fingers tightening around Rolf’s. For all the time they had spent, in various positions, doing everything in their power to get as close to the other and share as much pleasure as absolutely possible, nothing felt as intimate as the way he would hold her hand or the way he would look into her eyes. “Mine, too.”

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[info]outofthewild
2014-10-10 12:39 am UTC (link)
His lips traced hot paths across her throat, pressing kisses and nibbling and licking. "Mmm, well now, I should come up with more naughty ideas, then," he said and then groaned, deep and low, as he rubbed against her again. He'd had a couple relationships that meant something over the years, but nothing like this, and never ones that encouraged him to think of so many things like her.

"Oh yes. I want to make all your dreams come true," he murmured, raising his head so he could kiss her properly again. "Naughty ideas and all."

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