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

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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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[info]dragonhideboots
2009-09-29 01:50 am UTC (link)
Bill stood on Lavender's doorstep, shivering despite the relatively mild autumn weather. He was there because he really had no where else to go. He'd left his family's house because he couldn't stand his mother's fussing and couldn't lie to them another day about why he wasn't with Fleur, he didn't want to have to explain to Charlie the whole awkward situation, and he couldn't bear the idea of suffering in a hotel room all alone.

So, here he was.

"Hi," he said hoarsely, stepping inside and suppressing a cough in his sleeve. "I'm really sorry to come here today. I know it's not great timing."

He shed his jacket and set down a small bag.

"I have a very big favor to ask, and I understand if you say no. I've had a rather spectacular falling out with Fleur and I've nowhere to go tonight for the moon. I know it's terribly awkward as we don't know each other well, but I was hoping you had a spare bedroom or couch I could use for the night. I promise I won't shed."

The last bit said with a faint smile.

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[info]bright_n_bubbly
2009-09-29 02:04 am UTC (link)
Well, that pretty much topped the weird meter for the day. Although thinking about it, nothing about today was normal. It was bad. It was stressful. And it was definitely not in the realm of regular days when her scars itched, her skin felt too tight, and she couldn't control her emotions to save her life. Bill showing up was probably the most normal thing to happen... even if he was asking to crash on her couch.

And how could she say no to that? He needed a place to go and she could completely understand him not wanting to go to his parents' tonight. She didn't want hers anywhere near her for the week surrounding the moon. Sometimes longer. And at least this way she could have a chance to see if how she dealt with the moon was normal.

Lavender closed the door with a little shrug. "I'm making steak. Do you want one?" In fact, her steak was probably over-cooking. She slipped into the kitchen, which was pretty much wide open to the living room. Pulling the pan off the stove she shook the steak onto her awaiting plate before returning to the archway between the rooms.

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[info]dragonhideboots
2009-09-29 02:30 am UTC (link)
"Err, sure," he said, standing in the kitchen entrance and watching. The smell was delicious and his stomach growled a little. His mother had fed him well the night before but he'd spent the majority of today holed up in a little bookstore, trying to ignore the growing pains in his body with a mug of tea and a book. He'd neglected to eat lunch in the process.

"I'm rubbish at cooking spells or I'd offer to cook the other one," he said awkwardly. "I have some good tea in my bag though. I could brew some for us?"

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[info]bright_n_bubbly
2009-09-29 02:37 am UTC (link)
Lavender pulled another steak out of her freezer. She dropped it on the counter and cast a defrosting spell on it. Then she pulled it out of its package and put it on the already heated pan. Carrying the finished steak to her little breakfast nook (the only sign of a table in the flat) she set it down and gestured to it. "You can have that one or it'll get cold."

"That's sweet but I don't drink much tea during the moon. The caffeine... it bothers me." Lavender pulled the refrigerator open and bent over to rummage around on the bottom shelf. After a minute she emerged with two beers in her hand. "I don't normally drink but it helps me relax during the moon. You want one?"

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[info]dragonhideboots
2009-09-29 02:42 am UTC (link)
"Thanks," he said, accepting the steak. "And the tea isn't caffeinated, but I'll gladly take a beer instead."

He popped the cap and took a swig.

"I really appreciate this," he reiterated. "It's been a rough few days and I couldn't think of anywhere else to go. My siblings don't really get it and I haven't been around them during the moon. Plus, they'd ask too many questions. Fleur and I fought and it probably isn't a good idea to be near each other tonight. I'd never hurt her, but you understand."

He was rambling, but ever since he'd fled Shell Cottage he could barely function. He was lucky he'd managed to put a coherent thought together at all. He cut a piece of steak and took a bite. Heavenly.

"This is good," he said, trying to talk between bites. "Really good."

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[info]bright_n_bubbly
2009-09-29 03:06 am UTC (link)
Setting her beer aside, Lavender flipped her steak. Then she turned around to lean her arse against the edge of the counter. She crossed one long, mostly bare leg over the other at the ankles. Then she grabbed her beer and twisted the top open. She took a drink before moving to clean up the mess that was already forming in the kitchen. Lavender's flat was immaculate. You couldn't find more than a piece of lint anywhere. Her floors were spotless, there wasn't dust on anything, and every single item in her flat seemed to be in its proper place. She liked things clean, so she tossed the trash (steak wrapper, beer caps) immediately.

"I understand." Lavender got a little violent around the moon. It was nothing really noticeable, but that was mostly because she avoided people. But her anger was clearly more potent. She understood Bill wanting and escape. And she as starting to think maybe she didn't mind being that escape right now.

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[info]dragonhideboots
2009-09-30 02:20 am UTC (link)
They ate their meal in relative silence.

"I'll take care of dishes," Bill offered. "Dishes I can handle."

A soaping, washing, and drying charm later, the dishes were clean and back in the cupboard. All that remained of the meal were the last dregs of beer in their bottles.

Bill closed his eyes a moment, fighting a wave of pain moving down his spine.

"Bugger," he said under his breath, stretching to the side with a grimace. The skin on his face itched like crazy now and he couldn't ignore it much longer.

"Do you have any of that creme I recommended lying around?" he asked, tugging at his cheeks with his palms. "This is getting unbearable."

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[info]bright_n_bubbly
2009-09-30 02:34 am UTC (link)
Lavender couldn't really argue with that. Although, to be honest, she was kind of anal and would probably rewash them later. Lavender liked things to be cleaned her way and she wasn't relaxed until they were. Although the full moon was definitely the time to let it go. So Lavender let him do so and moved into the living room.

Looking up, Lavender gave him a bit of a sympathetic expression. And then she nodded. Climbing off the couch, she brushed passed him, through the beaded curtain and into her bedroom. She grabbed the bottle and returned, holding it out to him. "On the condition that you get the part of my back I can't reach. It's making me nutty."

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[info]dragonhideboots
2009-09-30 02:48 am UTC (link)
He nodded.

"Sure," he said, massaging a dollop into his cheek and sighing in relief. He sunk down into the sofa beside her, his knees creaking a little. "Where'd you want it?"

He put a hand gently on her shoulder, pushing back a little of her silk robe and revealing a bit of the scarring along her neck. It was more delicate than his, pink against her pale skin. For a moment, he found himself wondering why he thought it was beautiful...why he suddenly found her incredibly beautiful.

Silly, because she was a pretty girl. He'd seen that all along. But now, this was something more intimate. Something only they shared.

But maybe that was the moon talking.

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[info]bright_n_bubbly
2009-09-30 02:53 am UTC (link)
Waiting until Bill had rubbed it on his face, Lavender plopped down on the floor in front of him. With his knees on either side of her, it was an interesting position. And she was actually rather surprised when he brushed aside her robe. It was stupid, considering she'd asked him, she just had expected to have to do it herself.

Lavender was rather spectacularly naked underneath her robe. And for a moment she realized it was probably a bad idea to have asked him that. But she really needed it. So Lavender wiggled her shoulders until the back of her robe pushed down around her hips. She held a scant bit of fabric over her breasts.

And the heat rose in her face, spreading around her ears. It had to be the moon. Had to be. But that didn't stop the feeling, it just gave it an excuse.

"I can't reach my back at all."

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[info]dragonhideboots
2009-09-30 03:13 am UTC (link)
Bill felt his face flush a little. Well, hello. She was starkers. Unexpected.

He squeezed a bit of the lotion into the palms of his hands and rubbed them together, warming the creme before reaching down and spreading it across Lavender's back. The scars along her side were as horrific as his, but they didn't look as awful spread across her curves. Carefully, he moved his hands down, massaging the pink, puckered spots with gentle circles.

Fleur. Fleur. He should be thinking of Fleur.

But Fleur had betrayed him. And the moon...shit...the damned moon.

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[info]bright_n_bubbly
2009-09-30 03:22 am UTC (link)
Well, that was a little unexpected. Lavender's stomach did a little tumble as Bill started rubbing the lotion into her skin. Goose bumps raised up all along her flesh. She wasn't cold, that was for sure. The moon always made her feel heated. Not to mention the blood rushing in her veins was probably making warm to the touch.

Lavender leaned into his hands a little bit. It felt good. And not just the relief of no longer feeling like her skin was going to tear open from the pull of the moon. Lavender hadn't been touched by a man in longer than she cared to remember. And it was her own fault. She didn't want anyone to see her scars. But Bill was different. She was starting to think that maybe she had wanted him to see them.

Without even realizing it, Lavender let out a soft sigh. The knots in her back seemed to release as Bill kept kneading her flesh. Lavender was starting to forget that what she was feeling was at least 70% the pull of the moon, either that or she was beginning to just not care.

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[info]dragonhideboots
2009-10-01 03:00 am UTC (link)
"Better?" he asked, moving his hands back up to her neck and brushing away some curls that had fallen loose from her bun. "You're so warm. I always get cold around the moons. Fever cold, though. Shivery."

He pressed gently at a knot in her shoulders.

"Do you mind if I borrow your loo and put on my pajama trousers? I'd prefer to be in something a little more comfortable before moon rise."

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[info]bright_n_bubbly
2009-10-01 03:09 am UTC (link)
"Much better. Thank you." Lavender breathed in slowly and sighed quietly. She felt the heat of his breath against her skin and actually shivered. "I'm usually pretty warm. The moon just makes it worse." That and the fact that Bill was rubbing on her while she was more or less naked. Although it wasn't like she was going to let herself think that, much less actually say it.

Lavender shifted her robe back up on her shoulders as she nodded. "It's through my bedroom. Sorry. But yeah." Pushing her palms on his knees, Lavender stood herself up. "I'll just make sure to wear something appropriate tonight in case you need it after I'm in bed." Lavender slept naked usual. She was more comfortable that way, especially during the moon.

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[info]dragonhideboots
2009-10-01 03:30 am UTC (link)
He laughed.

"Okay. Hopefully I won't, but I can close my eyes on the way though if needed."

He grabbed his bag and headed to the bathroom. Inside, he splashed a bit of water on his face and leaned against the counter, staring at himself in the mirror. What the fuck was he thinking? Tugging off his shirt, he scratched at the scars on his neck and chin. Lavender was beautiful...it was normal to feel attracted to her. But why was he suddenly wanted to touch her?

Shivering, he changed into a pair of loose cotton trousers and a henley shirt with a ratty old cardigan layered over top, finishing with a pair of Mrs. Weasley's famous knit socks. Maybe it wasn't the most attractive look, but it was comfortable and the perfect sort of thing for a sick day. And that's what he'd chalked the moon up to...the worst sort of sick day.

He shuffled back into the den and curled up on the couch, tilting his head to crack his neck. He coughed hoarsely into the crook of his arm and swallowed with a wince.

"Ugh," he said, flopping his head back against the pillows. "Let's get this moon over with."

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[info]bright_n_bubbly
2009-10-01 03:48 am UTC (link)
Lavender watched Bill as he reemerged. He looked rather comfy. Not that she could blame him. Lavender liked to be comfy during the moon, too. So she could understand it. And it didn't change the fact that she still felt absolutely flushed from head to toe. So great. This was rotten.

"It's been pretty bad this month." She hated the way the moon felt her. She shifted on the couch, her feet brushed against his as she did. Lavender watched him for a minute and dropped her gaze. She lifted her hands and tried to fan herself. "Merlin it's getting warm in here."

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[info]dragonhideboots
2009-10-02 02:25 am UTC (link)
He pressed a palm to her forehead.

"It's just you," he said, giving a small smile. He rose and went back to the bathroom, collecting a washrag and soaking it in cool water. He wrung it out and returned with it to the den.

Gently, he dabbed it on her forehead and trailed it down her cheeks. Her face was red but he couldn't tell if it was from fever or blushing. Their faces were close and he could feel the heat radiating from her. He leaned in, tucking the cloth around the back of her neck.

Without really knowing what he was doing, he pulled her closer and kissed her. Cautiously at first, and then quickly growing passionate. The hand pressing the cool cloth on her neck slipped upwards to curl in the hair at the nape.

A voice in his head screamed "what the bloody hell are you doing?" but the moon's tug was stronger.

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[info]bright_n_bubbly
2009-10-02 03:53 am UTC (link)
Lavender leaned against his hand when he touched her face. She had never been this hot during the moon. She had, of course, been feverish before. Lavender spent mos of the moon week being feverish. But this was different.

And it didn't really help when Bill returned with a cool rag. It felt good, of course. But he got so closer. Lavender just kind of watched him. And maybe she should have averted her eyes. But she couldn't. It was predatory. It was the pull of the moon.

Gasping, Lavender didn't hesitate. She wrapped her arms around him. Yes, he was married. No, she wasn't the kind of girl to have sex on the first date... and this wasn't even a date! But the animalistic side in them both was taking over. Lavender pulled him down on top of her, digging her fingers into his flesh as she opened her lips to him.

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[info]dragonhideboots
2009-10-04 10:17 pm UTC (link)
Bill kissed her deeply, wringing his hands in her thin robe and relishing, for a moment, in the intimacy.

And then, the man beat out the moon. What the hell was he thinking? He pulled away, wiping a hand across his mouth and staring at the girl on his lap in a state of shock.

"Shite," he breathed. "Oh fuck. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that..."

He ran a hand through his hair. "Oh Merlin, Lavender. I'm sorry. I'm married, for fuck's sake. I just got carried away. Fleur and I...and...I'm really sorry."

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[info]bright_n_bubbly
2009-10-04 10:40 pm UTC (link)
Lavender was left in a state of shock for a moment when Bill jerked away from her. It was like someone had ripped a piece of duct tape off her arm or something. It was sudden and jarring. And extremely disappointing. She had been into it, into him, and enjoying it. For once in her life Lavender had given in to the pull of the moon.

Although logic came with the separation. He was married, as he'd said. And it was wrong of her to do this. Not that she liked Fleur, but Lavender wasn't some sleezy kind of girl. Despite what some people might stay.

Still she couldn't help the desire that filled her from head to toe. Maybe it was the fact that he was like her. But Lavender felt like she needed to do this. Sitting still, she as going through one hell of an internal battle. "Sorry. I didn't mean to... I mean, I wouldn't want to..." Fuck. She couldn't even complete that sentence. She did want to. She needed to. Lavender took in a breath and sighed, not bothering to straighten her robe to cover herself.

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[info]dragonhideboots
2009-10-04 11:13 pm UTC (link)
"I'm sorry," he repeated, standing shakily. "I need some air. I'll be back in a minute."

He grabbed his jacket from the kitchen and pulled it on, slipping out of the flat and down onto the street. It was dusk. About a half-hour 'til moon rise, he predicted.

He fumbled in his coat pocket for a pack of fags and lit on, inhaling and then exhaling with a sigh. Ridiculous. He'd nearly gone and done the same thing Fleur'd done to him. And while he might have a slightly valid biological excuse, it wasn't excusable in Bill's book. He'd spend the moon, take a few days to figure out his life, and then he'd talk to Fleur. It's what was right, especially after the way he'd just acted.

The autumn air was chilly and he snubbed out the cigarette before it was finished. Hurrying back inside, he performed a quick deodorizing charm to clear the smoke smell from his clothes, and re-entered Lavender's flat.

The moon was close. His knees felt weak and he trudged back over to the couch and flopping down in defeat. He wanted a blanket and someone for comfort. The idea lying next to Lavender for the night was appealing, but probably not the best plan. As much as he wanted a platonic bit of bed-sharing for the night ahead, the desire might threaten to take over again.

"I'll just stay here for the night, yeah?" he asked casually. "Have you got a spare blanket?"

He tried to keep things normal, despite the terribly awkward atmosphere between them now.

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[info]bright_n_bubbly
2009-10-04 11:25 pm UTC (link)
Lavender nodded silently when he'd said he needed air. She was trying to distract herself, but her thoughts just wouldn't clear. When he walked out, she stood up, if only to try and get her mind off things. Entering her bedroom, she paced for a moment. Then she remembered what she'd said about sleeping in decent clothes. So she grabbed a black nightie that fell just above her knees and a pair of black lace panties. It was comfortable but covered enough to not be awkward.

Well, more awkward than things already were. Lavender wanted to kick herself. She was digging through the linen closet when Bill came back in. She tossed a pillow onto the couch as he asked for a blanket. Then she just kind of nodded a little. She was trying to find one. And she did. Tugging it out, Lavender crossed the room and held it out to him.

She didn't know what to say, honestly. She was randy, bloody hell was she horny right now. But that wasn't his problem. And it wasn't his fault. And he was married. She would just have to suck it up and be a good person, despite the fact that the beast in her was clawing to get out right now.

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[info]dragonhideboots
2009-10-04 11:41 pm UTC (link)
He accepted the blanket from her, tucking it over his lap to hide the evidence of what he was currently thinking about. She was wearing a thin nightie and he groaned a little as he shifted on the couch, trying not to look at her.

Shit. Shit, shit, shit.

He would be good.

Fleur hadn't been good. Fleur had slept with Roger Davies.

He wouldn't sleep with Lavender. He couldn't. But he wanted her desperately and he could tell she felt the same.

They could do everything but sleep together. He was mad at Fleur, and he was mad at himself for thinking this way. But he was literally aching with desire.

"Lavender," he said, reaching for her hand and pulling her close. "Fleur cheated on me. That's why I'm not at home. And I can't sleep with you, but..."

He slid a hand up on her hip.

"Merlin," he breathed. "You are beautiful."

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[info]bright_n_bubbly
2009-10-04 11:47 pm UTC (link)
Lavender was about to turn and go to bed. She didn't want to open her mouth and risk saying something stupid. If she tried to say goodnight, she was going to try and get him to come to bed with her. And that was bad. He was married, obviously trying to stay faithful to his wife. And the last thing Lavender needed was to ostracize the one person who could understand her predicament.

And then he had grabbed her. Lavender felt her heart drop into her stomach for a moment. But she didn't even bother to hesitate. His hands were on her in the way she wanted and she wasn't going to jinx that. Lavender pushed up on her tiptoes for a moment, brushing her fingers against his cheek and throat where his scars were. She smirked a little, but only for a moment.

It took all of ten seconds for Lavender to kiss him. She couldn't wait any longer. Her need was imminent. There was this ache in her to have him touching her. It had been far too longer for Lavender, and that little tease early was driving her mad. She wrapped her arms around him, kissing him with a fervor she hadn't known she possessed before this night.

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[info]dragonhideboots
2009-10-04 11:55 pm UTC (link)
"Mmh," Bill breathed against her lips, returning the kiss.

He slid a hand up, teasing and massaging her breasts through the silk. And he was incredibly grateful for the fact he'd changed into his loose pajama trousers, as he was now achingly aroused and the touch of Lavender against him made him shiver with anticipation. He bit teasingly on her lower lip and tugged gently.

The moon was full. He could feel the full tug of his skin, the growing fever, and the restless energy. He released his hands and pushed off his cardigan. Breaking the kiss for a moment, he pulled off his shirt too. He felt on fire.

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[info]bright_n_bubbly
2009-10-05 12:10 am UTC (link)
The scent of Lavender's growing arousal filled the room. It was probably a million times more potent because of the wolf in her, and he could probably smell it a million times stronger because of the wolf in him. But bloody hell she couldn't help it. This was exactly what she needed, this is what the beast wanted and for once - just one time since all this happened - she wanted to give in to it.

When Bill broke the kiss, Lavender tucked her fingers in the hem of his pants. She pulled him across the living room and through the beaded curtain into her bedroom. Whatever they were doing (sex or just almost sex) she wanted to do it in bed at least. Lavender climbed back on her bed, not breaking contact with him for a moment. She tugged him down toward her, pulling him into the bed with her, and searching out his mouth again in the process.

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[info]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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[info]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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[info]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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[info]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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[info]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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[info]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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