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Mary Magdalene (gospel_of_mary) wrote in nevermore_logs,
@ 2013-02-14 17:35:00

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huitzilopochtli, mary magdalene

WHO: Mary Magdalene & Huitzilopotchli
WHEN: Just after midnight, 14th February
WHERE: Huitzilopotchli's building
WHAT: Oh, Valentine's Day
WARNINGS: sex? bad decisions and emotional paaaaain

The whole aura of Valentine's Day was putting Mary in a bad mood. She was trying to constantly forget about her disastrous 'love life' (if it could even be called that) and yet everywhere she turned for the last few weeks it was giant plush love hearts and smiling teddy bears.

She wanted to get herself back on track, or as on track as she ever was. Mary was known for being rather track-free. At 11.58 on the night of the 13th, Mary was sitting on the bed in her little apartment, twisting copper waves around her finger as she read the POSITIONS VACANT pages of the newspaper. She needed a change. Maybe anything would do it.

At 11.59 she circled a few things and did the maths in her head about how much she'd need to get make to the Grand Canyon and do that same trek again. But could she want to do it again? The last time Huitzilopotchli had been there. Maybe everything about that whole place now would remind her of him. She didn't want that. She and he were over and she had to accept that.

Midnight clicked over and Mary frowned at the paper. But why did she have to accept that? Because he'd said so? Because he hadn't responded to her message? Did he even mean it? Her chest ached and she knew, in that moment, what she had to do. She had to see him. She'd beg if she had to. For for Hummingbird, Mary would crawl on her knees.

She pulled off the clothes she'd been wearing and changed, pulling on a blue dress because wearing his colour had always pleased him. She combed her hair and smiled at herself in the mirror. This was the right thing to do. This would change things, would fix them. If he just heard from her lips how she really felt, knew that it was still true, then he wouldn't deny those same feelings in himself.

She spent the last of her money on a cab to take her to his building, the walk out of the question tonight. Shivering, Mary banged on the door and waited for someone to answer it.

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bluehummingbird
2013-02-14 05:17 am UTC (link)

For his part, Huitzilopotchli had only sat up when midnight had come around. He never really slept and the day had made him melancholy and harsh in his words. Too many memories had come floating back up, and he'd wanted none of them. But thoughts of Mary were on the forefront of his mind. He hadn't spoken to her in so long, and now he wondered why. Surely their differences could be overcome? Surely he could convince her to try and accept those parts of him that were less appealing to her morals?

It wouldn't hurt to try. And he'd learned to be very convincing these last few months. Gracefully he'd rose from his perch and dressed. He'd had his warriors find him something appropriate but before they'd come back the knock had come and he'd felt Mary's presence. With a bright smile he'd send the warriors to come bring her in, and once she was inside he walked to her. He wasn't sure if she'd hit him or not so he just reached out his hand to set it on her cheek.

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gospel_of_mary
2013-02-14 05:24 am UTC (link)

When he touched her, Mary let out the breath she'd been holding, her body already losing the stiffness that had been keeping it together for so long. Her eyes fluttered shut for a moment, enjoy the warmth of that tender touch, and then she opened them and looked at him.

"You're all that matters to me," she said quietly, her eyes on his. "I know that now. Everything else- I don't care. Whatever you need from me, whatever you want me to do, to be, I'll do it. Because there's nothing out there for me if I'm not in your arms."

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bluehummingbird
2013-02-14 05:38 am UTC (link)

His smile only widened at that. She wanted to work on this, wanted to make this better. He stepped closer to set his arm around her. It was good to hold her again. Ignoring that had only been painful and unnecessary. "Accept me. That is all I ask." He tilted his head as he watched her drinking in her features. She didn't look that well. Not as bright as he remembered her. "Are you well? What do you need?"

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	gospel_of_mary 2013-02-14 05:42 am UTC (link)
	"I accept you," Mary promised him, reaching up to stroke his cheek with her hand, delighting in his arms around her. "I've been so stupid, to be torn between things. All that matters is us, everything else is just noise." Leaning up she kissed him. "All I need is you," she said against his lips, her fingers burying themselves in his hair. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	bluehummingbird 2013-02-14 06:27 am UTC (link)
	All to glad to hear that, he happily returned the kiss. It was all that mattered. He had her again, and things would be different now. He would strive and kill to make them different. Denying himself what he wanted would no longer be the case. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	gospel_of_mary 2013-02-14 06:46 am UTC (link)
	Mary pulled herself closer to him as they kissed, breaking it only to say, "let me stay with you. I'd forgotten how your hands felt on me." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	bluehummingbird 2013-02-14 06:57 am UTC (link)
	In answer his hands moved down her body, pulling her closer to him. Recently he'd been feeling much warmer, but he was more focused on her then anything. "I have missed touching you. Stay?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	gospel_of_mary 2013-02-14 06:59 am UTC (link)
	"Staying," Mary agreed, leaning in to kiss his throat. "I'm all yours. I always have been." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	bluehummingbird 2013-02-14 07:27 am UTC (link)
	He gave an appreciative sound at the kiss on his throat, going to lead her to his room. "Good." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	gospel_of_mary 2013-02-14 07:32 am UTC (link)
	She followed him, her Aztec, her hummingbird. Mary let him led and and with her free hand she began unzipping the side of her dress, her heart in her throat. She knew now that she would do anything to have this. She would sell her soul to Satan himself and suffer all eternal tortures, so long as it meant being with Huitzilopotchli until then. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	bluehummingbird 2013-02-14 07:54 am UTC (link)
	Too impatient to wait, even though his color looked awfully well on her, he went to grab at her dress and forcibly pull it down. It had been ages since he'd seen and tasted her skin, and he wasn't in the mind of waiting much longer. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	gospel_of_mary 2013-02-14 08:08 am UTC (link)
	Mary hadn't wanted to push Huitzilopotchli, too scared of pushing him away, but she seemed safe in keeping him now, at least for a little while. She wriggled out of the last of her dress, wearing nothing beneath, and pull at his shirt to get it off as well. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	bluehummingbird 2013-02-14 08:16 am UTC (link)
	He let her pull his shirt off, that the only moment where his hands weren't roaming all over her body, having missed the sheer feel of her skin. Gently he went to push her to the bed, lowering his lips to bite at her neck. He'd learned to be gentler, to temper himself with others. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	gospel_of_mary 2013-02-14 08:19 am UTC (link)
	Mary ached against him with a breathy moan, feeling the shiver of desire and warmth passing through her. She'd forgotten. She'd forgotten how good every single thing about him felt against her. She titled her head, turning to catch his lips with hers as she wrapped her thighs around him. "I love you," she whispered against his mouth between kisses. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	bluehummingbird 2013-02-14 08:27 am UTC (link)
	His hands ran down her thighs and he shifted against her, desiring her and very much minding his choice of pants. At her words he drew back and grinned. "And I love you." Then he kissed her again before undoing his pants and kicking them off. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	gospel_of_mary 2013-02-14 08:36 am UTC (link)
	Mary returned his smile. This felt right, everything about it. Once his pants were gone, Mary reached down a hand between them, stroking his slowly as they kissed. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	bluehummingbird 2013-02-14 09:17 am UTC (link)
	He gave a grunt of pleasure to the feel of her hand and arched into it for a moment before taking her wrist. He bit at her lip before using his other hand to raise her hips. Without waiting much more he moved inside her and hissed out a breath. Then he moved, still remembering what she liked, and didn't. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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