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lavender is sure that living is worse (lavishly) wrote in pandorarpg,
@ 2012-01-15 01:28:00

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!status: complete, ^date: november 11 2003, character: lavender brown, character: michael corner

Characters: Lavender & Michael
Setting: Tuesday, sometime after 11 pm at Michael's flat
Rating: General public, that later becomes naked time
Summary: It's been another long day and Lavender Brown is quickly approaching End of the World mode and Michael gets to be there for that.

Yesterday was horrible and today hadn't been any better. It was just messy and complicated and bad, really, really bad. Lavender just wanted to curl up into herself and make the world stop or go back to what it was even just a few days ago because at least that was better than this. Everything just felt so unsafe.

Supper with Eliza and Darryl or even the surprise afternoon visit from her mum didn't really do anything to fix that feeling. Of course then there was the announcement about the database with Theodore and Michael. Goodness, Michael had made it just a little bit more difficult. He said he would die for her and romantic as that sort of thing was, she didn't want it because honestly she wasn't some heroine worthy to die for. No, she was just the girl who was putting even more people in danger with ripples reaching outward to hurt a lot of other people because her database had been stolen. It was just like Professor Trelawney had warned her about yesterday was going to come true.

Now it was well passed her bed time and she was still awake waiting for Michael to come back from work. Lavender didn't love the idea of imposing on him and staying at his place, but it wasn't like she could go back to her flat anytime soon and it right now it would be good to not be alone. She just needed to see him, especially in light of how much crying she had done in relation to him today already.

So, she was folded into the far corner of Michael's sofa with a copy of Peter Pan in her lap, wrapped up in a cocoon of blankets and her comfy pajamas. It was something that she read quite often and she relished in the familiar. Lavender could probably even recite large passages of it from memory, which was helpful in that she didn't have her reading glasses. Her wand was within easy reach on the sofa with her giving her some small sense that she had a little control over what was happening. Although honestly, she was just grateful that at the moment she wasn't about to break down into another bout of tears.

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lavishly
2012-01-17 03:14 am UTC (link)

Lavender threw her jumper aside, so that she could go back to kissing him. Her scars had faded a little overtime, but they were still there marking her body across her collar bone, her shoulder, and down her right side. And they were still just as sensitive to touch as they had been before. Although maybe that had to do with the fact she was being touched at all.

It had been a long time, but he knew that now. She moved to give him more access, reaching so that she could place little kisses to his jaw. It might have been a while, but she remembered how to do this and could take the cues from him on where to go if she stumbled along the way.

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mlcorner
2012-01-17 04:15 am UTC (link)

Michael ran his left hand down her side, his fingers running underneath the top and brushing against her skin. Though this side of her body was not scarred, it didn't really matter to him - he just had better use of his left hand at the moment than his right which he'd punched against a wall twice tonight. He let his hand push the top up to expose her waist and ran his hand along her side and across her back.

So maybe he had wanted to go elsewhere for this at some points recently, but right now he couldn't think of wanting to be with anyone else. He couldn't think of it being or meaning anything nearly as wonderful as this would be for him. Michael captured her lips again as he pushed the top up over her chest and he ran his hand over her exposed breasts, gently caressing her smooth skin.

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lavishly
2012-01-17 06:37 am UTC (link)

Her breath caught in the back of her throat as he pushed the tank top up over her breasts. She was grateful to have the distraction of their kiss to not have time to be hung up on the reality of being naked in front of someone. Even as sure as she was that Michael didn't honestly care and had in fact seen it before, there was still that part of her brain that worried. It came from that same part that had longed for some sort of impossible physical perfection.

She was a bundle of nervous excitement. Lavender broke the kiss long enough to toss the tank top out of the way. She chased the action with another kiss, while it was all sort of wonderful, Lavender definitely loved kissing the most, especially with all of the different places she could kiss or be kissed. However, before she got into any of those, she paused long enough to frame his face with her hands, looking right at him. "Michael," she said her voice soft, careful not to break whatever special place they were in now because she didn't want to lose it. "Do you think we could move to the bedroom?"

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mlcorner
2012-01-17 07:35 am UTC (link)

Michael smiled at her question and kissed her mouth and then her nose. He ran his palm around her side and up her back, still not really wanting to move but knowing that they probably needed to do so if he wanted to move things further. Normally he would just carry her but with one of his hands injured he couldn't risk doing so as he could drop her so he'd have to make her walk this time.

Finally he pulled his hand away from her back, loathe as he was to do so, and nodded. "Yeah, love, let's go," he said and helped her off his lap as best he could with his left hand. Michael took her hand in his when he stood up and led her back to his bedroom, to his bed that she had already been sleeping in for a day. He sat down on the edge of the bed at looked at Lavender, allowing her to sit wherever she thought would be most comfortable for her.

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lavishly
2012-01-18 03:28 am UTC (link)

She followed him into the bedroom, keeping close enough so that more than hands were touching, less she feel too exposed and freak out. Once in his room she took a moment to pull off her socks leaving her in just her pajamas bottoms and there he was sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for her. Lavender felt like maybe she was at some sort of crossroads here.

It was going to be different this time, not because it had been so many years, but because of what was hanging between them. All of it. And she could have stood there longer, letting doubt or thought get the better of her, but she would rather be bold and unearth some who she was deep down.

Lavender smiled approaching him with a new-found certainty and decided that the most comfortable and best place to sit was right in his lap. Even bolder now, there was still a sort of gentleness to her motions. She wrapped her arms around him, pulling him another kiss as she lead them both backward so they would be laying on the bed. She needed him to know that she wanted this and perhaps more accurately wanted to give him this - her and not just the broken pieces that made him cry.

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mlcorner
2012-01-21 09:29 pm UTC (link)

Michael smiled back at her as she came toward him, his hand all but forgotten in the moment. They had been here before, yet it seemed like they had never done this because it felt completely different to him this time. Lavender wasn't looking for validation from him, he could feel the difference in the way she touched him, the way she wrapped herself around him and pushed them both back onto the bed.

It was this important difference alone that spurred him forward, where all other things may not have, because he was still a bit unsure that he was doing the right thing with her. He knew of her fragility regardless of his - or even her - possibly desires, and he did not want to press her into this when it had not gone well four years ago. As he slid his arms around her waist, hooked his ankle around hers and let his hand tangle in her hair again while he kissed her deeply, he knew that it might not be perfect between them, but they weren't exactly going to work well with anyone else either so he was glad that they had found each other when they had.

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lavishly
2012-01-22 02:52 am UTC (link)

Despite how fragile she was, Lavender didn't shatter. She was at her core a survivor, the problem was that there wasn't a lot of romance in the art of surviving because it wasn't an easy task. All she knew, all she wanted to know or think about right now was how he felt, how he made her feel. How it could be too much and not enough. Never enough.

"I -" she stopped herself, not wanting to say those words. That might complicate the whole thing, even if it was true and already completed. "I want this - you," she said covering it with another truth. That was the easier one for them to deal with. Her hands moved to undo his trousers and get them out of the way.

Lavender pulled back needing his help to remove the trousers all together. It gave her the chance to look at him again, really look at him, hurting in a way that wasn't bad at all. "Michael." She said his name like it was everything. And it wasn't everything, but in that moment it sure felt that way. Before he had the space to respond she dipped down to kiss him again because she never wanted to stop kissing him.

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mlcorner
2012-01-22 08:57 pm UTC (link)

When she said that it made him ache and not in a bad way and not in the way he would normally expect, but somewhere in the pit of his stomach. He wasn't sure what that meant or might mean and he wasn't going to analyse it just then, but he knew that it wasn't something he was altogether afraid of either. Well that might be a lie, he was quite afraid, but the truth was that he wanted her too and he had for a while now so acknowledging it wasn't really going to hurt in any way. "I want you, Lav. So much, love," he said lowly, and maybe it was a way to say what he couldn't otherwise.

Michael lifted his hips to help her with his trousers and then she gave him that look and said his name and felt lost in her. He couldn't worry about what other problems they might have at the moment, all he could think about was what he felt for her and how he wanted to show her that and how he'd never been this close to anyone else before and yes it scared the shite out of him but it was an electrifying feeling in that moment that he couldn't quite place.

He rolled them over so that he could hover over her and see her more clearly; it had been quite a long time since he'd seen her this way. He kissed down her neck and the center of her chest and stomach until he reached the top of her pyjama bottoms which he began to slide off her hips slowly, looking into her face to make sure she was comfortable with it still, regardless of what she'd said. He kissed her knee when it was exposed and then her ankle as well before he moved back up the bed to her face. Michael brushed her hair back, saying, "Lavender, you're so beautiful."

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lavishly
2012-01-23 01:10 am UTC (link)

Lavender heard it in the words he did say, whether she reading into or they were actually there, it didn't matter. For her, they were there. It didn't make this any easier, but the things worth having seldom were. And the fact that she could have this, have him - it had her stomach twisting in funny knots that she didn't know what to make of because it almost made her feel normal.

That girl was bold and got what she wanted. Although that girl still blushed a little at the sight of a naked man underneath her. He was gorgeous and definitely what she wanted. While she was still hung up on it, still a bit broken, she knew he wasn't lying. Lavender Brown might not feel beautiful, but if she could be beautiful for him, well, maybe that would be enough right now. She would never be who she was, but hearing him say those sorts of things did feel like she could reclaim that girl with unyielding dreams.

Wrapping her arms around him, pressing a kiss to whatever spans of space she could get. Lavender trusted him because he knew her better than anyone else. In a way this was her only near safe space left. "And God, Michael, you're...everything." Knowing that she was on the verge of some sort of word sickness, she nudged him to grab his lips again. She didn't want to talk anymore, she didn't want to do anything other than feel.

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mlcorner
2012-01-23 01:41 am UTC (link)

That was definitely something Michael didn't believe, but he wasn't going to argue with her about it now. He wanted to be with her now because it was true that he did not know when the next time might be and living in the here and now was what Michael Corner did best of all things.

He kissed her again, wrapping his arms around her back and fit his body along hers, reveling in the feel of her skin against his. It felt familiar and new at the same time and he wanted to get to know it all over again even if it took him forever. He didn't know how long he would have with her, but if he had his way, he would certainly make sure it was as long as bloody possible. He didn't want her to leave him, no matter how crazy things got between them or how mad she might make him feel sometimes - it was completely worth it for this feeling and this moment. There were a million thoughts and words he could and wanted to say to her, but instead he tried his best to pour them into his body and movements as he was pressed against her.

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