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Lavender (bright_n_bubbly) wrote in quaffle_rpg,
@ 2009-09-28 14:10:00

WHO: Lavender & Bill
WHEN: 9/28 around dusk
WHERE: Lavender's flat
WHAT: the full moon and the drama it inspires
RATING: duno yet

Lavender had been pacing her flat all day. She had yesterday off, today off, and tomorrow off. She knew she was going to need it this month. Although what she was going to do when her sick days ran out was still a stress point. That and everything else today. Especially this itch. Lavender couldn't for the life of her get this itching to stop. And no matter how much lotion she put on, there were still spots on her back she couldn't reach.

Frustrated, Lavender hadn't even gotten dressed today. She had pulled on her pink, short, silk robe and put her hair into a loose bun on her head. She had on left-over make-up from yesterday when she'd had to run to the store, but other than that she looked rather plain and not at all like Lavender. There was a steak cooking on the stove and Lavender was rubbing more of that lotion on her scars when she heard a knock at the door. Today was definitely not the day for visitors.

Flipping her steak over (it was almost rare, mostly still raw) she huffed to herself, debating whether to answer it or pretend she wasn't home. But Lavender had never been rude. She trudged over to the door and peeked through the peep hole. Bill. As much as she really wanted to tell him to go away, because she felt horrible... she couldn't. Lavender pulled open the door and stepped aside, gesturing for him to come in. "Hi."

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dragonhideboots
2009-10-05 12:17 am UTC (link)

He pressed against her, kissing hungrily. His hips were against hers, and he moved a hand down between them, running his fingers along her silk panties and against himself in the process.

He jerked involuntarily, nearly bumping his teeth against hers as they kissed and he laughed a little into her mouth, pressing his fingers against her with a more force, stroking and kneading. A little gasp of exhilaration escaped his lips.

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bright_n_bubbly
2009-10-05 12:24 am UTC (link)

There was something about the weight of a man on top of her that Lavender hadn't realized she missed. She had a couple of toys and had masturbated quite a bit in the last few years. And sure, it got her off, but that was about it. This was so much better. This was exactly what she needed. This was a way to stop thinking about the ways that the moon made her mental. Giving in was the best thing she had ever done about her condition.

Lavender gasped a little as Bill's fingers pressed between her legs. Instinctively, she let her thighs fall open. Her body wiggled and writhed beneath him. Lavender let her hands move over his chest, fingers following the natural curves of his muscles. He was built, really really fantastically, in fact. Her eyes fell shut and she moaned a little, just releasing herself to the sensations winding through her.

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dragonhideboots
2009-10-05 12:32 am UTC (link)

He rubbed against her, the thin fabric of his trousers and her pants separating them. The slipping silk on cotton was guided by his hand, as he traced his tip along the line of her panties.

Lavender was different than Fleur. The curves of her body were girlish and soft, unlike Fleur's sharper, more athletic angles. It was a whole new series of shapes to explore.

Tucking his head against her shoulder, he kissed up her neck and along around her ear.

"Please," he groaned as he bucked against her, grabbing for her hand and writhing against her.

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bright_n_bubbly
2009-10-05 12:40 am UTC (link)

Lavender's heart was beating against her chest. She was nervous, of course. She hadn't done anything even close to this in so long. Not since before she was ruined. But there were a million other feelings pulsing through her. The apprehension that she wasn't doing it right or that this wasn't what she should have been doing... well, it just kind of got lost under he need and her desperation.

Groaning, Lavender tipped her face so Bill could have easier access to her throat. His mouth on her skin felt like heaven. She let him guide her fingers down. And she didn't need anymore than that. Lavender slid her hand into his trousers, fingers curling around his shaft. He was quite hard, it thrilled her in ways she couldn't really explain. Lavender actually jerked against him a little as she started to stroke him slowly at first.

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dragonhideboots
2009-10-05 12:48 am UTC (link)

He found himself grinning as she jerked against him, taking pleasure in her arousal and groaning with excitement as she touched him.

He moved his fingers faster against her, slipping them up and into her pants, thrilled to feel how warm and slick she was. He teased and rubbed, trying to pay attention as his own arousal became overwhelmingly urgent. Her soft hands on him caused the breath to catch in his throat and he grunted, pressing anxiously into her touch. Star bursts were forming behind his closed eyes. He curled his toes in anticipation.

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bright_n_bubbly
2009-10-05 12:58 am UTC (link)

His fingers were rough. The touch was almost unbearable. Lavender writhed beneath him, her hips rocking against his hand as she moaned softly. Her back arched now and again, causing her hand on him to still for a moment. She could feel him drawing her to the edge of orgasm and back again. It was torture, but it was the best kind of torture.

Her breathing became a bit erratic. Lavender's normal collected personality was nearly coming unhinged. She had actually stopped caring how she reacted. This was fantastic. She was getting loud. Her every movement, every sound, every part of her was expressing her pleasure. And she didn't care if she was acting like an animal, or like a wanton little slag. She needed this in ways that she hadn't even realized.

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