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mistojen ([info]mistojen) wrote in [info]rockthatmeme,
@ 2016-01-23 20:59:00

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THE DOMESTIC MEME

RULES!
❧ Leave a comment with your character's name, fandom, and any preferences you have.
❧ When replying, RNG for a number between 1 and 15. The number corresponds to the scenario that you will play out in whatever way you want to.
❧ Be awesome to each other.
❧ Have fun!

( stolen from bakerstreet on dreamwidth )

THE LIST!
01] baby
Suddenly, there's a new addition to your family! Are you expecting? Adopting? Struggling to find the perfect name for your child? Or maybe you're up at a ridiculous hour in the morning because they're crying like crazy.

02] just married
Congratulations! You and your loved (?) one are about to start a whole new life together! It's time for the honeymoon...

03] house hunting
Are you seeking out an apartment? A dream house? Or just any old place, as long as you're with your other? Make sure to weigh your options very carefully...

04] household chores
It's time to clean/cook/garden/take care of something! Do you work together, or does one of you hide until everything is done?

05] shopping
Whether it's for furniture, groceries, or something in between, shopping is something that everybody must do at some point in time! What varies is if they like it or not.

06] family vacation
WE'RE OFF TO DISNEY WOOOOOOOOORLD or wherever
...well, as long as the kids are happy, right...? You may not be happy (or maybe you are), but it's mainly about ~family bonding~.

07] romantic retreat
It's you and your loved one's anniversary, and you decide it's time to take some time off and take them somewhere nice, where you only have each other.

08] comfort
Is somebody sick in bed? Or perhaps they just had a bad day? Sometimes, a good breakfast in bed or a home-cooked meal can really lift the spirits! Or perhaps you want to try medicine, or laughter, or something else?

09] pet
Suddenly, you have another addition to the family! Is it a puppy? A kitty? A fierce dragon? Whatever it is, make sure to give it a name and to take good care of it!

10] holiday
Happy birthday/New Years/Christmas/Valentine's Day/whatever! It's a very special day that only comes once a year, so make it count!

11] argument
Oh, no, who left the stove on... Or maybe it's about why they were out late last night? Either way, there is a lot of tension today, and one of you may or may not be sleeping on the couch tonight.

12] making up
It's time to make amends for that fight/divorce/whatever you had before! After all, you love each other... right?

13] surprise, surprise
You are feeling rather loving tonight, so you want to remind the other person how much you cherish and appreciate them... if it's by something cute and adorable or hot and sexy is completely up to you.

14] proposal
You've been with your other for what feels like forever, and finally you want to tie the knot with them. Will you go down on one knee before them, or get a little creative?

15] other
I know I'm forgetting like a bajillion and one different things here, so this is the option for that!

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dara hale 🐾 teen wolf (rule 63!derek) 🐾 ota
[info]saludarlaloba
2016-01-24 02:14 am UTC (link)
( all the things, yo )

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Re: dara hale 🐾 teen wolf (rule 63!derek) 🐾 ota
[info]fragilebones
2016-01-24 04:14 am UTC (link)
[OOC: Feel like a follow up to Dara and Stiles from the previous meme?]

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[info]saludarlaloba
2016-01-24 04:38 am UTC (link)
( yaaaas, bring it on! )

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[info]fragilebones
2016-01-24 04:59 pm UTC (link)
[OOC: I had to sleep. And now that I'm up, I rolled and 8. Enjoy!]

He hasn't heard from Dara for a few days. A half baked text here and there doesn't count. She's been too quiet, and he's more than a little concerned. So even though it's a school night and he should be studying or something, he knows what he has to do.

He stops off to pick up a take away meal, and he heads over to the loft. Dara's car is there, and he just hopes he isn't walking into something that will give him more nightmares than he already has.

He makes his way up to the loft, and knocks. He feels kind of foolish holding the take away bag, because he has no idea what he's going to find on the other side of the door. She might be perfectly fine, she might have unexpected guests. She might be gone...Stiles is very aware of the dangerous nature of her life, and status as a werewolf.

He sighs and decides it's taking too long, and there's only one thing to do. he picks the lock and tumbles inside when the door opens. He doesn't say anything, because even though it seems to be quiet, he can't be sure there's no one else here.

That's just one of the drawbacks to him being human. He can't smell the way the wolves can. He can't hear heartbeats. He has no idea what he's walking into half the time. He takes the food bag to the counter, and tiptoes toward Dara's bedroom.

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[info]saludarlaloba
2016-01-24 08:04 pm UTC (link)
Who knew that morning sickness could hit so hard so fast and linger for so long? Wasn't she just supposed to puke a couple of times in the morning and then be done with it? Shit, Dara really ought to buy some of those stupid books like What to Expect When You're Expecting to get a more accurate idea of the way this is all supposed to go, because right now, she's going by what little pop culture she's actually bothered to expose herself to and she's actually starting to wonder whether there's something wrong with her. Or the baby. Or both. Since going to an actual doctor is completely out of the question, she's just been waiting for a call back from Alan Deaton as to when a good time to stop by the clinic would be.

And in the mean time, for the past few days, she's largely just been laying in bed feeling like death. Dara's never been sick before; her body heals itself not just from physical injuries, but also from potential illness and has for her entire life. This is the first time she's ever felt like garbage for as long as this and she's decided she definitely does not like it.

She hears the knock at the door, but because she can't muster the energy or interest to get out of the bed so that she can move close enough to the door to catch the scent of whoever might be on the other side of it, she remains silent in the hopes that whoever it is will move on. Instead, she hears the lock being picked and the person moves inside. Her eyes flash blue and her fangs descend as if in a reflexive effort to make herself appear more threatening when she doesn't dare move lest she lose what little lunch she'd been able to stomach. But then they fade back to human face once she catches the familiar scent of Stiles. He could've texted first...

...although maybe he did and she just missed it because she'd left it in the bathroom when she'd gone in for a shower and hadn't wanted it out of reach if she'd gotten dizzy — from the dehydration that came with being physically sick for nearly an hour straight beforehand — and fallen over or something. Mostly, she'd wanted to make sure she had a way to reach out in an emergency-ish situation, but then she'd forgotten it in there and once she'd gotten into bed, she resolved not to get back out again unless she had no choice.

His heart is beating a little faster than normal and she supposes it's because he doesn't know what to expect once he's inside. "Relax, Stilinski," she croaks out when she hears him draw near enough that she thinks he'll hear her. "I'm fine." That's a lie, but only a little white one.

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[info]fragilebones
2016-01-25 02:27 am UTC (link)
He wouldn't outright admit that he'd been scared, or at least worried, but he knew his heart rate would tell her everything she needed to know. He decided he just wouldn't mention it, unless she did, in which case he'd try to brush it off.

"I brought food," he said as he sauntered into the room as if everything were fine, as if his heart wasn't beating twice as fast as normal. He'd been worried, and the fact that she told him everything was okay didn't really settle his anxiety. He needed to actually see for himself that she was fine.

"I thought maybe you haven't eaten." He had only a vague idea about morning sickness, or whatever, and no real practical understanding of it. He had no idea if burgers and curly fries were a good idea, but that's what he'd brought.

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[info]saludarlaloba
2016-01-25 02:55 am UTC (link)
As soon as he says it, Dara gets a whiff of it and her eyes close as she curls in on herself, frowning. "Ughhh, no," she groans pathetically, lifting one hand out from under the covers of the bed and waving him away from her. "Take it out in the kitchen, oh my God," she complains. Normally, the smell of curly fries alone would've been enough to get her out of bed and shoveling food into her face. At this moment, the typically welcome scent has become a stench of oil and grease she wants nothing to do with.

"Out, out, out," she groans, voice muffled behind her hand as she covers her mouth and wills her stomach to settle, "get it out."

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[info]fragilebones
2016-01-29 12:26 am UTC (link)
"Okay, okay," Stiles backs out of the room with the bag. He takes it into the kitchen and puts it in the fridge. Maybe she'll want it later. Maybe he'll want it later. Ether way it will probably get eaten.

He hesitates for a moment or two before going back into the bedroom, because he's not sure she's not going to be puking her guts up. He really hopes not. That's one thing he doesn't handle well.

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[info]saludarlaloba
2016-01-30 06:09 pm UTC (link)
Stiles is leaving the room and Dara groans again, closing her eyes and waiting for the wave of nausea to pass like all the others before it have on their own.

She hears him approach and the smell of food is in his wake, so there is that, at least. "I feel like shit run over twice," she says, just in case that wasn't already clear.

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[info]fragilebones
2016-01-31 08:01 pm UTC (link)
"That's pretty obvious," Stiles says with a roll of his shoulders. She looks like it too, but he is smart enough not to say that out loud.

"Have you been out of be at all? That might be part of it. I mean, I don't imagine laying around is good for you, or the baby. Even if you're sick." He wished he could talk to Scott's mom about all this. She was a nurse. She'd be able to help, a lot.

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[info]saludarlaloba
2016-01-31 08:40 pm UTC (link)
Frowning, Dara exhales slowly and opens her eyes again. He looks worried. Stiles worries enough for the both of them sometimes, she thinks. "Yeah, to run to the bathroom twice an hour," she sighs. "It's probably fine, Stiles," she adds, taking another deep breath in through her nose and letting it out slowly through her mouth. "It'll pass. It always does."

She lifts an eyebrow. "Shouldn't you be in school? What time is it...?" she asks, rolling onto her back and resting a hand over the small baby bump that's been steadily growing. "I called Deaton a couple days ago, before you can beg me to let you talk to Melissa. I'm just waiting to hear back."

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[info]fragilebones
2016-02-03 11:22 pm UTC (link)
"I came right from school," he tells her. "I mean, I stopped to get the food, but I'm done with school for the day." He feels awkward standing there while she's laying in the bed. He decides to sit down at the end of the bed so he doesn't feel so much like he's hovering over her.

"I can stay tonight." He pushes a hand through his hair. "I'll tell my dad I'm staying with Scott." He really doesn't think she should be left alone. He's worried she's too stubborn to get help if something is really wrong.

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[info]saludarlaloba
2016-02-05 05:18 am UTC (link)
A soft hum issues as her acknowledgement. So it's a lot later than she thought it was...which means she's been laying in bed for a lot longer than she though she had been. ...it also means she's been sick for a few extra hours today than she has been up until today and that's mildly worrisome. Dara keeps that last bit to herself to keep from worrying Stiles even more than he already is. "Ahh, sorry."

Dara lifts an eyebrow at that. "And if your dad calls Scott's to ask after you...then what? Scott isn't going to know what to say," she points out gently. The fact is that she'd love to have Stiles here with her for the night, if for no other reason than it gets lonely at night and with her hormones all out of whack with the pregnancy, that hits her a lot harder now than it used to before.

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[info]fragilebones
2016-02-08 02:02 am UTC (link)
"Scott will cover for me if I ask him to," Stiles told her. He had no doubt it was true. He'd figure out something to say that Scott would believe, for why he needed the cover, but he had no doubt Scott would do it for him. He'd done it before, and would do it again.

"Okay? Okay. I'm staying." He wasn't going to back down. Daria was in this situation because of him, or at least she wouldn't be in the situation now if not for him. He couldn't be there for her full time, but he would do whatever he could. This was something he could do.

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[info]saludarlaloba
2016-02-09 02:26 am UTC (link)
Sighing, Dara looked back at Stiles incredulous. "Well, of course he would, but don't you think he'll give you the inquisition later to find out why he was covering for you?" she pointed out.

Dara pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed again softly, nodding. "Yeah, okay. You're staying." She had learned to pick her battles lately and this was one she knew she couldn't win, so there was really no point.

"You don't need to, though; I'm fine, I'm just—"

She stopped suddenly, her eyes widening a little and she looked down at her middle. "Holy crap..." she breathed, huffing out a laugh. She looked back up at Stiles. "...she just moved," she explained and laughed again, sounding surprised. "I just felt her move. I've never felt her move before."

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lydia martin ♥ teen wolf ♥ ota
[info]eunoia
2016-01-24 02:15 am UTC (link)

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Joanna McCoy ♥ Star Trek ♥ OTA
[info]imanursenota__
2016-01-24 02:16 am UTC (link)

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derek hale 🐾 teen wolf 🐾 m/f
[info]theworstalpha
2016-01-24 02:16 am UTC (link)

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[info]holysmoak
2016-01-24 05:48 am UTC (link)
(Felicity and Derek y/n? And any preferences?)

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[info]theworstalpha
2016-01-24 05:51 am UTC (link)
[ Aww, yay! Go for it! And no, not really, whatever grabs ya! ]

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Annnnnd I rolled a 3, seems perfect bwahaha!
[info]holysmoak
2016-01-24 06:10 am UTC (link)
House hunting, eugh.

It's enough to drive even the sanest of individuals to the brink, even with some experience in the area. Felicity's more than aware of the fact that it's easier to find a place for the specifications of just one person, but when it's a balancing act of the wants (and needs) of two...well that complicates it. IT was all too easy for Felicity to find her own place, but now...well Derek and she need a place of their own, not just her's.

Truth be told, Felicity knows that she's the pickier of the two of them, but there are just some things that she needs in a home.

Tablet in hand, and glasses low on her nose, Felicity drags her finger upward on the screen and looks at the number of places that seem to fit the bill. After a moment she pauses and looks to her left at Derek in the driver's seat. "I think I have to many bookmarked places to actually look at. And I might have been going a little far with creating a checklist for our place to meet, but on paper none of them quite fit exactly what's on the list. And some of the pictures were really low-quality, so I suppose seeing things in person will probably make the difference, but you'd think that they could take better pictures to actually get people interested initially." Felicity babbles, before looking back at the tablet for a moment.

She feels under-prepared, even though she's certainly never that. Felicity points at Dere with the finger that was scrolling a moment before. "Important things that we can't compromise on, though....home office, have to have one, more than one bathroom, and.... a spacious master, with an on-suite. Right? Did I forget something?"

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[info]theworstalpha
2016-01-24 07:20 pm UTC (link)
If he's being honest, this is the one part that he's been dreading since the conversation first came up months ago. Derek loves Felicity, he really does, but he knows that finding a house is going to be a very uphill battle. She's especially picky about the kinds of things he cares about and a lot less interested in the things he does. Trying to find a house that they both like, in the part of town they both agree on, at a price they're both willing to agree with is going to be like finding a needle not in a haystack but in a pile of other needles.

He's driving them to the first open house on the list that Felicity's made and edited more times than Derek cares to admit. "Are those the ones that are for sale by owner?" Derek asks, to her point about the poor quality photography. "Because maybe that's the best they could do, if so..."

She ticks off the things that are important...to her...and asks whether there's more and Derek brakes at a stop light before looking over at her with thinly veiled incredulity. "...near the woods. Within walking distance of the woods or the preserve," he reminds her patiently, expression softening. He knows that she's not as big a fan of that as he is, so he tacks on his compromise, "or with a lot of acreage so we have space between ourselves and our nearest neighbors." Because, honestly, sometimes she forgets that just because she can't hear something that doesn't mean it still isn't painfully loud for him and being far away from neighbors or close to a secluded, wooded area he doubts anyone will bother with will make the loud moments bearable if only because the silence will be so nearby.

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[info]holysmoak
2016-01-24 10:06 pm UTC (link)
House hunting is a pain. Felicity just has to keep reminding herself that it's a pain whether you have specific tastes or whether you're indecisive and go-with-the-flow. That's why people don't enjoy moving. If it were easy and fun people would move all the time and the world would probably be chaos. That was what Felicity had to keep telling herself.

"Several of them are for sale by owner, yeah." Felicity nodded; most of the pictures that were the low-quality and were for sale by owner had been kicked off of their list, mainly because the amenities that were offered weren't going to actually fit their needs. Anymore, though, Felicity can't help but complain when things are low-tech and low quality, but then again she's a tech girl. "When I was researching real estate, don't even bother to give me a look because this was before I met you not for this, everything on the seller's end is about presentation and appeal." Felicity babbles, mostly out of nervousness, which she can't totally get rid of. House hunting is stressful and she keeps feeling like she's going to forget something or like they won't find a nice mingling of their different needs.

Putting the tablet down, Felicity looks up at Derek while they're paused at the light. "Near the wood, or within walking distance of the woods and or preserve gets priority because it's what you'd prefer." She repeats, adding on her own observation, reaching over to put her hand on his arm, attempting to be reassuring because she knows that she hasn't been throughout all of this. And she knows she's a pain sometimes.

Felicity, in the back of her mind, knows the reasons for Derek's preferences; they make more sense than the reasoning for some of her own. And really, so long as she has an office she can live out of the way where they're near the woods and with lots of space, so long as she can have internet connection. Her preference, obviously, wouldn't be to be so secluded, personally.....but she doesn't want to force Derek into that because of the difficulties that it could cause for him. "Who knows maybe we'll just see something we both really like and the details will fall into place?" Felicity shrugs, knowing just how unlikely that is, but still hoping that it could happen, nonetheless.

"I promise, I'll....take a chill pill, though." She jokes, squeezing his arm, lightly...again in reassurance.

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[info]theworstalpha
2016-01-25 02:44 am UTC (link)
One incredibly endearing thing about Felicity was her tendency to ramble when nervous or stressed out. Derek can't help smiling a little to himself as she goes off on another semi-related tangent, giving her a sideways glance when she finishes. When she repeats back to him, touching his arm as if to remind him that she knows this process sucks and she's sorry, he lets go of the steering wheel with his other hand, taking hers in his own and bringing it up to his face to kiss her knuckles. "Thank you, beautiful. I know it's a pain, but it's so loud downtown, you know?" he asks apologetically.

He lifts his eyebrows, letting go of her hand to take the wheel again as the light turns green. "I'm pretty sure you ran out of chill pills months ago, Lis," he remarks, laughing a little and awaiting the playful swat to the arm he has a fifty-fifty chance of receiving for that little dig.

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[info]holysmoak
2016-01-25 06:56 am UTC (link)
Felicity feels a sense of relief as Derek takes her hand, pressing a kiss to the knuckles. Stressful as the process is, little things like that make her feel better, even if only momentarily. Knowing that she hasn't driven him completely mad is a comfort. "I can work from anywhere as long as I have internet." She shrugs, giving him a smile. "You can't escape loud noises everywhere, so I get it. I honestly do." Felicity leans over to rest her head against Derek's shoulder a moment.

Only to promptly follow it up with pulling back and jabbing him in the side with her finger. "I may not have ever actually had chill, but you're not supposed to comment on it, Derek!" She playfully pouts, following it up with another poke.

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Kitty Pryde | Marvel | OTA
[info]walksthruwallz
2016-01-24 05:36 am UTC (link)

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Rebekah Mikaelson ⚜ TVD/TO ⚜ OTA
[info]lovedtooeasy
2016-01-24 05:43 am UTC (link)

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Janice Rand | Star Trek (Alternate Reality) | OTA
[info]yeoman
2016-01-24 08:27 am UTC (link)

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[info]theworstalpha
2016-01-24 08:09 pm UTC (link)
[ Any prompts grab you as like a follow up following the arranged marriage cr? ]

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[info]yeoman
2016-01-25 02:03 am UTC (link)
[ Well, 2 stands out for obvious reasons lol. But I'm honestly open to all of them. Go ahead and have your pick! ]

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[info]theworstalpha
2016-01-25 02:51 am UTC (link)
Though the two of them only had a couple of months to get to know one another before the big day, they'd both had the luxury of deciding for themselves that the day wouldn't be so big, after all. Having a small wedding with one of her brothers officiating and her other standing as best man while his little sister had come up from South America to stand as maid of honor and a very small handful of witnesses had taken a lot of stress out of the whole thing. They still had a lot to learn about one another, but they'd grown comfortable enough with each other that the wedding hadn't felt like a disaster waiting to unfold.

He would have liked to have the Hale House to take her home to and call their own, but he hadn't had the time or means to rebuild after the fire and, eventually, the city had torn the remains of it down. So, all he had for now, still, was the loft. They'd buy a house sooner than later, especially if they actually meant to build a family together — something they were still tiptoeing around talking about — but for now, the loft would have to do.

A few weeks following the wedding, Derek thought maybe children were a thing they should at least discuss. Feel one another out and see if they were on the same page. So, one night while they're curled on their respective ends of the newer, larger, far more comfortable couch that Janice picked out and Derek agreed to buy — because, okay, it was a nice couch — Derek lowered his book. "...I feel like we should talk about...the future," he admitted a little sheepishly. "You know? I mean, what we both have in mind for where this is going to go...? Or is it still maybe too soon?"

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Janice Rand | Star Trek (Alternate Reality) | OTA
[info]yeoman
2016-01-25 08:25 am UTC (link)
Life in Beacon Hills was very different than the one she had grown accustomed to in San Francisco. Everything seemed to move at a slower pace, and it felt quieter too. Although, she supposed that was partially due to her ignorance of all that had really happened in the city prior to her arrival. Nevertheless, Janice found that she was slipping into the calmer lifestyle with more ease that she would have expected… and despite whatever anxieties they might’ve had in the beginning, she noticed herself starting to feel the same about married life. Granted there were moments here and there when reality smacked her upside the head and forced the young woman to recognize just how much farther they still had to go to get to know each other, but they would get there… eventually. It was more a matter of working their way across those bridges whenever they arrived at one. Sometimes they could see them coming up from the distance. Other times they appeared suddenly, as though out of the fog. And for Janice, that night was one of those times.

She had been sitting on her side of the couch, reading through various news articles on her tablet as Derek quietly thumbed through his book. She didn’t happen to look over at him when she noticed the lowering of his book from the corner of her eye. After all, she just naturally assumed that he was about to get up to go do something else, maybe grabbing something to drink or snack on before they got ready for bed for the evening. It wasn’t until she heard him speak that she turned her full attention onto him. At first, she was a little confused as to what he could possibly mean by “the future.” They had been married going on a few weeks now, and they had already discussed looking into getting a house sometime soon, so what else could he possibly—oh.

“Oh!” Janice wished so very much that could have given him a better reaction than one of surprise. “No, it’s all right. We can… we can talk about it,” she responded as she turned off the screen of her tablet and placed it on the coffee table in front of them, another Janice-influenced addition to the loft (You’re welcome, Derek), before turning her position on the couch so that she was facing him. “…What do you have in mind… you know, future-wise?”

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ack sorry about the delaaaay; had to kick this muse's booty back into gear.
[info]theworstalpha
2016-01-30 06:04 pm UTC (link)
Guilt admittedly prickled within him when the immediate reaction he got was surprise and a small, but very much present share of discomfort on her end. Maybe it wasn't really fair for him to bring it up. It was just that he couldn't help feeling the way he felt about it. Eventually, Derek wanted a family. He had always wanted children and now the path for building a family was right in front of him. He couldn't help toeing the line of that tong of the fork in the road.

But it was soon and they barely even touched one another in bed at night, never mind...

Derek cleared his throat. "Sorry. I, uh..." his voice trailed off and he paused in thought. What was the best way to approach it without sounding like he was in any way going to attempt to demand something he only ever meant to show favor toward? "...did you ever think about where we'd be? I mean, let's say five years from now? What do you see? A house? A dog? ...kids? No kids?"

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no worries, hon <3
[info]yeoman
2016-01-31 06:47 am UTC (link)
There was sense of anticipation in the way her heartbeat picked up a little as he started off on the list of possibilities for their future, particularly when it came to the mention of kids. There was never a moment in her life where Janice questioned whether or not she wanted children. It was something that she had wanted for long time; to have a family... she just didn't always think she would have the chance to have that one day. So naturally, she did the same thing she had done with most missed opportunities, she knew she had to learn to accept it and try to move on. And now that one was possibly presenting itself, Janice couldn't help but be a little hesitant to see it as such. It would hurt too much for her to get her hopes up like that, only to have them torn down through no one else's fault but her own. It wouldn't have been fair of her to just assume that they both wanted the same thing.

"Well..." Her chest rose and fell with a heavy sigh as she began her deflective response, "I don't know, Derek... A dog is a big responsibility." A smirk found it’s her lips, though it was short-lived. Guilt pulled at her conscience the moment the words left her. Derek had been nothing but kind to her in the brief time that they knew each other. He was a good man... There were times where she suspected that he wasn't so sure about it, but he was. And he deserved a serious answer, an honest answer.

Janice lowered her gaze as she tucked her long legs underneath her and took another, smaller sigh; somehow, it seemed heavier now than before. Once again, she could feel her heart start to race and her muscles begin to tense, physically preparing herself for an emotional blow that may or may not come. "I, um..." Janice closed her eyes for a moment and when she opened them again, her gaze rose to meet Derek's as she watched for his reaction to what she had to say next, "I want kids. I see us having kids... But we're married, Derek. It's about what you want too and... I don't know. Would you want to have kids? ...With me?" There was a twinge of shame that came with her last question. They had been married a few of weeks and only knew each other a couple of months prior, and during all that time nothing had really been pursued between the two of them. She wondered if he even thought of her in any sort of way other than how they were now.

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[info]theworstalpha
2016-01-31 06:23 pm UTC (link)
Janice's answer surprised a huff of amusement out of him, his eyebrows cocking a little as he finally dog-eared his spot in the book and closed it, setting it down on the coffee table.  It was maybe too soon to be having a conversation this heavy, but I the other hand, Derek justified that it was worth having now so that if she didn't want children, he'd have time to fall back into that mindset again; that kids just weren't in the cards.

The anxiousness she carried as she hesitated to answer made Derek nervous, but he tried to remain neutral until he could hear the whole answer that his wife gave. 

The relief he felt when she said that she wanted children was fleeting and it fell slightly when she went on, her uncertainty at the last question making him feel that guilty pull again. If she didn't feel confident that he would want children specifically with her, as opposed to in general, that was his fault.

"Yeah," he said, almost apologizing for her question. "Yeah, I would want to have kids with you, Janice. It's..." He paused. "I never know when a good time would be, you know, to..." Derek paused again, eyes cast downward, and laughed in spite of himself, shaking his head. "I feel like I'm in fucking high school again," he interjected before looking back up at her sheepishly and continuing with the same amusement in his voice, "...make a move."

It sounded silly out loud, but it was true. He had no idea whether she was actually attracted to him physically or whether she was holding up her end of their arrangement in spite of a lack of attraction because she felt obligated in some way. "I don't, you know, want to make things weird, it just never seems like the right time, and I don't really know where you stand on it or...I don't know, wow we are really doing a bang up job with this whole marriage thing, we don't even know whether the other person is attracted to us," he said, shaking his head again.

Clearing his throat, Derek shifted on the couch so that he'd drawn one leg up underneath himself and the other was still resting on the floor as he turned to face her full on. "For the record, I'm...incredibly attracted to you and I'm sorry, because it sounded like you weren't sure whether or not I was and that's my fault. You're beautiful, Janice, and I really should've been making sure you knew it, this whole time. I'm sorry that I didn't."

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[info]yeoman
2016-01-31 11:28 pm UTC (link)
The young woman raised her arm and propped her elbow against the back of the couch, allowing her to gently bury her cheek into the curl of her fingers in futile attempt to mask her blush. She didn’t think that her hands were cold before, but somehow they felt cool now against the heat of her skin. It was pleasantly strange that as she listened to the words that flowed from him, the opened expression of his thoughts and uncertainties, every single one seemed to match how she felt about him. The awkward tiptoeing around their marriage, not knowing if their attraction to the other was reciprocated or if they should even try to act on it; all of it was there. She almost hated to think that all that time, regardless of how short it was, might have been wasted because no one said anything.

Silently, her hand moved away from her still blushing cheek and came to a rest on the couch fabric. Janice had figured that there was no point in trying to hide it, as it was likely that he had already seen it. And there was no real desire for her hold herself back. It was clear that it never got anyone very far, anyway. “Don’t... Don’t be sorry, Derek. This thing goes both ways,” she paused before catching the side of her bottom lip between her teeth, only to lightly drag them against the skin in its release. No anxiety was present in her action, though. In fact, there was something else entirely. And she was admittedly a little curious if he was able to sense it. “I’m sorry I’ve never told you before that I was attracted to you from the moment we first met... I’m sorry we didn’t say anything about this before... because I feel the same way.”

Janice could feel a sudden spark of boldness as she gradually leaned forward, her knees digging into the cushion and her free hand placing itself in the open space in front of his legs for support. However, her movement came to a slow stop, and she made sure to keep a small distance between; it would be up to Derek to close it... But just on the off chance that he hadn’t figured that part out yet, “If you’re still wondering when you should make a move, then now would be a really good time.”

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[info]theworstalpha
2016-02-01 02:01 am UTC (link)
With her response, suddenly Derek felt infinitely less uncertain of his stance in her life. So, this whole time, they had both been feeling insecure for no reason at all. They were attracted to each other and had simply been wasting time. Which, admittedly, made Derek feel like the world's biggest idiot, but was a lot better than finding out that she found him repulsive.

Janice started to lean forward and Derek smirked a little at her comment. "...oh right now?" he asked playfully and, without giving her a chance to respond, he closed the small gap left between them, finally letting his lips meet hers. One of his hands moved to the side of her face, holding her jaw gently. Months of bottled up attraction and desire poured into that kiss from Derek's end and he hoped that she could feel it.

When he had to take a breath, Derek pulled back, but only slightly. "Do you want to go to the bedroom?" he asked before he could stop himself. His eyes were on her mouth, still, and he wet his lips before backing up a little further so that he could actually see her face when his eyes shifted up to meet her own. "...or...?"

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[info]yeoman
2016-02-01 06:18 am UTC (link)
Did... did he just tease her right back? Janice wasn't really sure; her mind barely had time to register his words before his lips were on hers in a kiss that was long overdue. The hand that had been on the back of the couch moved to his shoulder, and it soon trailed behind his neck where her slender digits raked themselves into his dark hair. Everything that he had wanted her to feel in that moment coursed through her as their mouths moved against each other. All of the desire and want, it was as though she could taste it on her tongue. She just wished that she had prepared herself for the intensity it a little more. At least then she wouldn’t have felt quite as embarrassed by the way her body was starting to react to it... But then he pulled away, and Janice whimpered softly in protest.

She understood, though. They needed air and he needed speak—something about the bedroom. Whatever it was that he said, and be believed that she heard him well enough with just the one word, she nodded to it. “Bedroom,” she breathed against Derek's hand. Her eyes watched him through heavy lids as she turned her head just enough for her to brush her lips against his thumb. And somehow through all of the haze that was clouding her thoughts in that moment, an idea emerged and it seemed to quickly draw her back into the present. The young woman smiled with excitement. “But first,” she started, her hand moving with purpose from the nape of his neck and coming to rest against the back of his own that held her jawline so gently. Then she continued, “I have something that I’ve been wanting to show you for a little while, but... well..." Her words trailed off. They had already discussed their uncertainty, and she had a pretty strong feeling that they were more than ready to move past that. Call it a hunch. "Anyway, just stay right here. Hopefully, you’ll like it.”

Without another word, Janice moved to stand up from the couch and walked over to where she kept her clothes, the soft padding of her bare feet filling the large open space before being followed by the sound of a door closing as she headed into the bathroom. She knew it was likely that he might still be able to hear the rustling of fabric, or maybe even the racing of her heart. But that didn’t matter, because it wasn’t much longer before the door opened again. The light sound of skin against stone had been replaced by the sharp clicking of heels that soon slowed to a stop in front of him. And it was there that Janice stood, now clad in high heels and lacy lingerie, complete with thin stockings that were held up by the straps of her garter belt. All of it was white, soft to the touch and—most importantly—easy to take off. “This, um... This is what I was wearing under my wedding dress when we got married... and I just thought you would maybe like to see it now,” Janice announced as tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. She glanced down at herself quickly before looking back at him, checking to see his reaction. “So...? What do you think,” she paused, and then smirked, “Mr. Hale?”

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[info]theworstalpha
2016-02-01 04:16 pm UTC (link)
Janice agreed that they should go to the bedroom, but instead of moving, she had tilted just so in his hold, and her lips had brushed against his thumb. It was such a simple gesture, but it lit electric sparks through Derek because he realized it for what it fundamentally was. Something so simple and minuscule, but so intimate. But then her demeanor changed in an instant and Derek was confused for a moment as he listened, quiet and attentive, waiting for something less cryptic and vague to come out.

Nothing did. "I...okay..." he managed in her wake, left confused and a little disappointed, because he felt sure that they'd finally been having a moment and now suddenly, just like that, it was gone. Nevertheless, she asked him to stay put and Derek assumed there was a reason for that, so he did. The werewolf senses did afford him the ability to hear that it sounded like she was changing clothes and her heart was beating like a terrified baby rabbit's, but Derek wasn't always a smart man and he didn't put the pieces together.

When the door opened, Derek looked up and immediately was taken pleasantly aback. His jaw went a little slack and his brow creased with almost a jealousy that he couldn't touch her right that second, not from where he was sitting and she was standing. And yet he couldn't make himself actually move, instead staring back at her, eyes darting all about with their uncertainty of whether they wanted to be on her face or her flat stomach or the curve of her breasts trying to peek out of the top of the bra, or the garters holding up those semi-sheer stockings that led the way of the eye down to a pair of pristine high heels. ...and she was his wife. Derek had always wanted her...but now he could barely stand the wait and he cursed again all that wasted time.

She said she'd been wearing it under the wedding dress and Derek chastised himself silently for being such a stupid, stupid man, because he had wanted nothing more on their wedding night than to help her out of her dress and take her to bed, but he hadn't had the guts given the situation. He hadn't wanted to rock the boat. He hadn't wanted to make her upset with him or ruin the chances that eventually she might become attracted to him, because he'd been certain she hadn't been already.

"I can't believe I missed this on our wedding night..." is the first thing that tumbled from his lips. She looked like the beginning of every masturbatory fantasy he'd ever concocted, standing right there in front of him, waiting for him to take her and the best part was that she was his until death do they part. "...Mrs. Hale," he added belatedly with a smirk as he got to his feet and moved to her, still a little hesitant, but mostly out of habit. He pulled her close, hands exploring the expanse of exposed skin on her back and grabbing at her backside, just because he could, and Derek tilted his head down as if to kiss her, only stopping just short of actually touching his lips to her own. "I want to make you come so hard you can't even remember your own name," he whispered before pushing his lips against hers. Not the most romantic verbal response, but an honest one, all the same. In one swift movement, Derek lifted her off the floor and into his arms, cradling her in place with an arm under her backside to encourage her legs to wrap around his waist and the other hand resting on the center of her back to keep her from falling as he started toward their bedroom.

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[info]yeoman
2016-02-04 08:00 am UTC (link)
Derek hadn’t moved at first, but he stared and she noticed it right away as his gaze roamed over her; the curves and parts of bare flesh that had been long hidden from view, and some of which that still were. And it was then she realized that hardly anything in the world could have made her feel more beautiful or desirable than she did when his eyes were on her. Her heart was about ready to burst with the anticipation that he was finally going to be able to see and touch every inch of her that he wanted, and it was all just for him. Although, Janice soon found herself torn between wanting to still bask in the way that his vision lavished her body and silently willing him to just get up and take her already. And just when she thought couldn’t stand the wait, he stood and closed the distance between them, pulling her into him.

There had been too many nights when they were lying separately in bed together and she wondered what the touch of his hands might have felt like on her skin. To finally discover how perfectly reality had matched with fantasy would have been almost impossible for her to put into words, but her body reacted all the same in the way his fingertips left shivers in their wake. Her back arched slightly into him, though just enough to still allow for her own hands to explore his torso, feeling the ripples of his hard muscles through the fabric of his shirt. Despite having never seen it, she could imagine he possessed the kind of figure that statues aspired to. Then suddenly without warning, her hands were trapped between their forms when she felt her backside caught in his firm grasp and she pressed herself against him, craving a closeness that could not arrive soon enough.

His hushed words incited a moan that was muffled and vibrated against his lips. Janice didn’t mind at all that there was hardly a trace of romance to be found in them, because those words were him—her husband—no longer choosing them carefully and holding back when they had both already wasted so much time doing just that. However, her thoughts were once again lost in the haze of lust the moment Derek lifted her off the ground. The heat from her core was now held against his waist as she wrapped herself around him, all at once loving the way it felt to have him between her legs and knowing that it was about to feel so much better just as soon as they rid themselves of their remaining barriers. In the meantime, Janice was resolved to pouring herself into the kiss, letting her hands snake their way around his strong shoulders to hold her closer to him still. She barely noticed that they were moving, even when she broke away just enough to try and catch her breath. “Oh god, Derek,” she panted and rolled her hips into him, “I need you. I need you so bad right now."

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ack I switched tenses, but I didn't notice until I was almost done and I'm lazy, so...sorry lol
[info]theworstalpha
2016-02-05 05:25 am UTC (link)
Feeling his wife rolling her hips against him, her way of punctuating her words with physical urgency to emphasize the words has Derek moaning softly as he moves. He wastes no time getting them to the bedroom where he lays her down on the bed before standing up again and peeling his shirt off, tossing it unceremoniously onto the floor somewhere behind him. "You are so beautiful," he breathes before crawling onto the bed to join her, hovering over her.

Derek looks down at her face for a moment, studying her expression, making sure she still feels the way he does before he lowers his head to kiss her again, this time feverish and hungry. He's been wanting this moment since shortly after they met. It's frustrating to know that he could have had this a long time ago, but there's no use torturing himself with that reminder. Now he can, so it's time to focus on that.

One of his hands is planted against the mattress, holding his weight, and the other moves up her side and twisting so that he can run a thumb over the cup of her bra as he slides upward. Derek draws back from the kiss and looks down at her again, a little smirk on his face. "So should I go get us a condom from the bathroom or should we just...?" He lets the sentence hang, wanting her to be the one to fill in the blank considering the conversation that led up to this. He doesn't want to be the one to say it out loud, but the options are get up and get a condom, interrupting the moment they've both been waiting for forever, or just do it and maybe they get the jump on this whole making babies thing. They've wasted enough time as it is, they're financially stable, and they both want kids. The timing might not be ideal for her, but Derek thinks it's just as good a time as any.

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lol no worries. I'm sorry this took so long
[info]yeoman
2016-02-08 03:19 am UTC (link)
As soon as her back made contact with their bed and the warmth of his body left her, Janice used her arms to sit herself up and watch as he stripped himself of his shirt. Her gaze roamed briefly over his muscular physique before returning to his face, arriving at the conclusion that there wasn’t a thing about him that wasn’t handsome. Everything about him was just… “so beautiful.” Her mind went quiet in an instant when the words passed over his lips, finishing her very own thought for her. As he started moving closer, there was little time for her to figure out if maybe she had just imagined it, let alone realize that those words had been intended for her. Instead, Janice carefully laid herself back down onto the bed as he joined her, seizing the opportunity to slip off her high heels and use the tips of her feet to nudge them over the edge until they fell to the floor with a pair of clunks that resonated through the room. Now they were both down one piece of clothing, with still too many to go.

When there was a break in their advancements, Janice allowed herself the chance to stare up at her husband and take in the green hues that encircled the hazel of his eyes. After one of the first times they were actually close enough for her to see their colors, she remembered thinking that there was really only one thing that they reminded her of; the woods. Without saying a word, Janice brought her hands up to gently cup his face, the metal of her wedding band held against his skin for a moment... but then he leaned in and her hands slid down the sides of his neck before coming stop at his broad shoulders. Her lips greeted his kiss with a matching intensity, stoking a fire in her belly as her back arched slightly into the trail of his touch. However, because her darling husband apparently had a knack for leaving her wanting more, he pulled away to ask a question, though it was an admittedly important one.

Their conversation from before stirred in her head and she knew right way why his question was left unfinished. They both really wanted kids, and health or finances weren’t an issue... so why did it still feel like they were skipping some steps? Part of her (perhaps the only rational part of her in that moment) knew the answer, before she even realized it. They barely had the chance to get to know each other before they were married, and it was only just earlier in that evening when they finally discovered that they had been attracted to one another the entire time. She knew in her mind that, as much as they both wanted to, the best thing for them was probably not to rush and to finally let themselves be married for a time. And just as before, Derek deserved nothing short of an honest answer. “Um... Yeah... we should grab a condom. For now,” she nodded and gave a small sigh, bringing a hand up to the back of his neck where her fingertips softly raked through his hair. Although Janice really had no obligation to explain the reasoning behind her answer, she also didn't want it become just another thing that got held back and went left unsaid. That had happened too much already. "Listen, I... I like you, Derek... And before we start trying to have a baby, I want to see where that might be going... I think we owe it to ourselves to at least take the time to figure out what it means to be husband and wife to each other. Just for a little while...”

Her eyes scanned his features, searching for whatever reaction he might have to offer. But her nerves were far too quick to get the better of her, and she felt the need to resort to her go-to defense tactic. “...I ruined the mood, didn’t I? Right, okay, I think saw some flannels lying around here somewhere,” Janice teased, trying to hide the ghost of a smirk that was on her lips as she twisted her body underneath his and moved onto her stomach in a false attempt to start sliding herself out from beneath him. “Excuse me, big guy.”

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it's all good
[info]theworstalpha
2016-02-09 04:34 pm UTC (link)
Derek smiled down at her as Janice seemed a little uncertain about giving her answer. He understood where she was coming from, completely. They were new, they'd wasted so much time not getting to know one another properly that they'd lost time being just a married couple and Derek agreed on that, at least. Kids would come, eventually, since they both wanted them. He could wait a little longer if that was how she wanted to do it. He shook his head when she asked whether she'd ruined the mood, playfully trying to wriggle out of her position to get dressed. Derek held her in place, grinning.

"Oh no you don't, I waited forever for this, I'm not having you take it away again because we're not making babies right this minute," he insisted, turning her over onto her back again so that he could kiss her. "You're right, we should just be husband and wife for a little while. I'm good with that," he assured in addition.

Derek pushed himself up again and got to his feet. "You stay right there, Mrs. Hale, I'll be right back." As much as he hated to leave her, with that, Derek headed out of the bedroom and back toward the bathroom where he knew there was a box of condoms in one of the drawers at the sink. Rather than taking out one or two, Derek took the whole box, figuring now that he and Janice were finally going to act like married people, the box would serve its purpose better if located in the bedroom instead.

Returning to the bedroom, Derek put the box down on the dresser and took one out, holding it up. "No babies, just us," he promised, tossing the wrapped condom to her so that he had two hands to take down his jeans, leaving him in a pair of boxer shorts as he moved back to the bed.

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[info]yeoman
2016-02-11 09:27 am UTC (link)
Although she felt the slight sting of disappoint that Derek had to get up and leave her, she had to admit that it wasn’t a bad view when she sat up and watched him walk out of the room. Her own human ears weren’t able to pick up much outside of the surrounding four walls of the bedroom, so when he returned with the box of condoms in hand, Janice couldn’t help but raise an impressed brow at subtle implication that they would need easier access to them from now on. However, she then failed miserably to bite back her smug smirk when he had tossed a wrapped one to her and she caught it one-handedly while it was still in the air, only to then tuck it securely into the lacy band of her stocking where it would remain at the ready.

She then moved to get onto her knees near the edge of the bed, keeping her eyes on him the entire time he took of his jeans and began to approach the bed. But just before he could reach it, Janice lifted her hands and firmly pressed her fingertips against his abdomen, signaling for him stop. In her current position, she was almost able to meet him at eye level, offering the young woman a great angle for her lean forward ever so slightly to brush her lips against his in slow kiss. Her light touch trickled toward the waist band of his boxers, where it then curled and disappeared beneath the elastic to gently pull it down.

“Now I have a question to ask you, Mr. Hale,” Janice stated in a low voice. Her lips grazed over his with each word, though they did not stay in place for long. They moved to the corner of his mouth, pressing a trail of kisses along his jaw until she reached his ear, her warm breath now against its shell. “The garter and stockings...” she started as one of her hand dipped behind the fabric of his boxers, “take them off... or leave them on?”

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[info]theworstalpha
2016-02-11 02:47 pm UTC (link)
Kissing Janice, Derek decided, was going to fast become his new favorite permission. Sex was great, don't get him wrong, he loved sex and was looking plenty forward to being able to sleep with his wife, but kisses had a funny way of feeling more intimate and it was the intimacy that Derek really craved. He felt her fingers moving over his skin and his stomach muscles contacted reflexively under her touch as he smiled into her kiss.

Closing his eyes and smiling in a mix of contentment and amusement, Derek's hands made their way back to her body, roaming over the expanse of exposed skin, starting with her back and slipping down to hold her backside over the fabric of her panties. He let out a soft breath, wetting his lips and biting back a moan when he felt her hand slide into his boxers.

"On," he said in an uncharacteristically deep, gravely voice as his eyes opened again and he gave her backside a squeeze and leaned to catch her mouth in another, more hungry kiss.

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[info]yeoman
2016-02-13 06:52 pm UTC (link)
The mere sound of his voice was enough to make the pit of her stomach stir with excitement as Janice deepened her reach and allowed for her fingers glide over a patch of hair until they made contact with his sensitive skin. Of course, she did not stop there. Her touch moved in a slow exploration of his length from base to tip and back again. Slender digits curled around the shaft as they repeated the rhythm, stroking at a relaxed pace. She only paused every now and then for her thumb to circle around the head before continuing, mapping the details of him through her hold alone. It was not in her intention to bring him towards any sort of brink just yet; she was in no rush. Janice wanted to give him the chance to savor in the sample of pleasure she so wished she could have offered him long before. And if he wanted more, she would happily do so.

But for now, there was a build of fervor pouring into her kiss, providing a stark contrast to the motions of her hand. There was just something about his kisses that left her so receptive. Whatever he felt in the moments that their lips were touching seemed to quickly become something shared between the two of them. All at once, his desires were hers as well, and she was glad to welcome it every time. She could already tell that she was really going to like being able to kiss her husband more.

Emboldened by the taste of his hunger and the warmth of his strong hands gripping at her backside, Janice did the almost unthinkable and pulled away from the kiss, gently tugging his bottom lip between her teeth as she did so. She wanted to look at Derek and let him watch as her free hand found its way to rest on top of one of his and encourage it from its hold. From there, she guided his touch around the outside of her hip, over the straps that held up her stockings, and towards the inside of her thigh. Her heart raced all the while as her fingers lightly stroked his in the anticipation that he was so close to finally being able to feel the affect that his touch, his kisses... that he had on her. She didn’t mind surrendering that kind of power over to him. It was his for the taking.

In that moment of wait, her eyes locked onto his and there was a need laced into the whisper of his name, “Derek...”

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[info]theworstalpha
2016-02-16 04:06 pm UTC (link)
A quiet grunt of pleasant surprise escaped Derek when he felt her fingers curl around his length and the more she moved, the better it felt. He hissed in a breath and moaned softly into the kiss they shared. To reciprocate, his own hands moved over her skin, ghosting touches up her back, drawing her up just enough to unclasp the bra she was wearing before moving back to hold her.

He liked being allowed to touch her like this. He loved the idea that he would be allowed to hold her, kiss her; fuck her, now and it almost didn't matter that she probably would've let him months ago and he'd missed out, because now he could. Now she would touch him, too, and now was what mattered the most.

Janice started to pull back and Derek almost protested only for her to tug on his bottom lip with her teeth before she did. He grinned mischievously down at her once she'd pulled the rest of the way back and released him. Hooded eyes watched her manipulate his touch, moving his hand and giving a silent, but very clear, communication of what she was looking for and Derek was more than happy to oblige. They'd both waited what felt like forever. He wasn't going to drag that out any longer.

The hand she hadn't moved left her backside to draw down the straps of her bra and the hand that she had, slid higher on her thigh, fingertips just brushing over the heat between her legs, dampening her panties in anticipation.

Abruptly, Derek pulled back, but only enough that he could unhook the garters and drag off the garment that separated him from her, kissing the inside of her knee after discarding them and leaving a trail of soft kisses down her inner thigh. Derek's half-lidded eyes looked back at her as he hovered his lips in the same spot, halfway up her thigh and his hand returned to her, slipping between her legs to sink to fingers into her slick heat. He wanted to see her react to his touch, but had no desire to move his lips away from her, peppering kisses still at that same spot.

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[info]yeoman
2016-02-23 09:15 am UTC (link)
Even before that moment, his touch had been added onto her ever growing list of what she really liked about Derek Hale; from the way held her close to him, to the way his fingertips ran over her skin and sent little shivers of excitement up her spine. Janice gladly followed his wordless commands as her back was lifted off the bed just enough for her to feel the clasp of her bra come undone, leaving the undergarment to rest loosely across her breasts before being peeled off moments later. And all at once, his fingers were at her waiting entrance, barricaded by a piece of fabric. Of course, that didn’t stop her from gently rocking herself against him.

Her own touch felt the warmth of his body leave her as he pulled away; however, there was little time for her to process any confusion or disappointment from his absence as she soon noticed the pull of her garter straps vanishing one by one. Silently, she lifted her hips just enough for her husband to pull away the one last thing that kept them from each other. But while her lips were eager his to be against them once more, they were quick to release a small gasp when she felt his soft kisses start at her knee and work their way down the inside of her thigh. However, a moan that escaped her the instant she felt two of his fingers slide into her core, and with his lips still in the same spot, it was all she could to not buck her hips into his touch.

While carefully propped up with one elbow, Janice looked at him and drew in her bottom lip between her teeth as her free hand roamed over the flat of her stomach before drifting upward, seeking her breasts that were aching to be touched. “Derek, honey,” she began, only pausing momentarily to give slow roll of her hips against his fingers, “do you remember what you said before… about what you wanted to do?” A smirk tugged at her lips before she continued, “…Say it again.”

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[info]theworstalpha
2016-02-23 04:32 pm UTC (link)
The way her pheromones spiked when he moved his fingers into her was intoxicating and he wanted more of it. He wanted more of her. The moan only served to goad him, his hand moving in a slow, steady rhythm as he peppered more kisses in his place inside her thigh. His eyes moved to her face, her hands; watching her touch the parts of herself he was neglecting at the moment and God, he was glad they finally admitted how they were feeling about one another.

"I want to make you come so hard you can't even remember your own name," he repeated without missing a beat, his voice gravelly and low with desire, and the thing was that he meant it. With that repetition, Derek's kisses moved higher on her thigh and he paused, but only for a second to give her a chance to tell him no, in case she didn't like the idea of it, before his head dipped between her legs to taste her.

His hand went on moving, still slow but not tortuously so, and his lips and tongue took over her warm center, aiming to stimulate all of her at once. He was leaving himself neglected until he'd finished her at least once. Derek's erection throbbed heavy and needy between his legs, but he pushed himself against the mattress to relieve some of the discomfort in order to better focus on giving his wife the best goddamned orgasm she'd ever experienced. Go big, or go home...wasn't that the saying?

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