Maybe we should have a special day Who: Elias and Annie What: Recuperating When: Late Saturday Night Where: Dante and Antoinette's house Warnings: NSFW
Elias had been quiet the entire car ride home. So had Max which was even stranger because Elias's twin never kept his mouth shut about anything, but he had this time. Not a word the entire way home. It wasn't until they got to the hotel room that he'd got out and said goodbye. Elias didn't want to be at the hotel and after a quick text to Antoinette to make sure it was alright, he and Ophelia made their way to Dante and Annie's place. Upon arriving, they headed into the unlocked door like they'd been told.
Elias latched the door behind them and gave his sister one more little hug before heading to Antoinette's room while Ophelia went to Dante's. Maybe this siblings dating a pair of siblings thing did have it's good points. At least he knew that Ophelia was safe and Max was alright at the hotel. Joshua he wasn't so sure about.
Knocking lightly, he waited until he got the okay to enter Antoinette's room. Stepping inside, he turned to shut and latch her door before letting his eyes flick to Antoinette. "Sorry about showing up so late." he told her. "How are you feeling?" he questioned, heading over towards her.
Annie heard Elias before he even got to the door of her bedroom, and she paused in trying to busy herself with towel drying her hair when he latched the door behind him when he got into the bedroom. At least there had been a little bit of time for her to take a shower, and get dressed in clean pajamas, after she had gotten the text from him, to allow herself to feel just a little more like a person instead of a mess sprawled out on the bed like she had most of the day. “It’s okay, I’m glad you’re here.” she told him, before tossing the towel in the general direction of the hamper in the room, and moving closer to him. “Been better, but dealing. Are you okay?” she asked, before she was wrapping her arms around him, just wanting to feel close to him.
The hug was nice. Just what he needed really. Just being able to feel something solid and stable to hold him in place when it felt like his whole world was spinning so quickly it might toss him off entirely. "I've been better." he admitted. "But I'm alive." He chose not to mention nearly committing assisted suicide. No need to worry Antoinette over the small details that didn't need to be uttered. "Glad to be here with you though." he breathed. "I just wanna hold you for a little while." he murmured, burying his face in her damp hair.
She was already a little worried because of how he was holding onto her, but she sort of felt like he didn’t need to be pestered into talking about what might be bothering him. Not at the moment. “I’m all for the holding, but think we could move to the bed, still a little woozy on my feet, hun.” she voiced out softly, though a little bit of a smile turned on the corner of her lips at the little term of endearment that slipped out. “And since we’ve both been better, maybe we can succeed in getting each other in better spirits before midnight?” she asked, though the thought of just being held already had her feeling loads better than she had earlier.
"We can move to the bed." he agreed, bending enough that he could hook his hands beneath the back of her thighs bridal style and carry her over to the bed. Once she was there, he sat her down on the mattress and went about getting out of his damp clothes. He hadn't really bothered to change them and was thinking perhaps he should have. Pulling his shirt off, he bit his bottom lip. "I don't want to get all your stuff all wet, so where should I put my clothes?" he questioned. "And hopefully you don't mind if my boxers are all damp. Doubt your brother will be happy with me sleeping naked with you in his house."
She actually laughed when he picked her up to carry her the small distance to her bed, “I could have walked.” she pointed out, but smiled just a little more because of it. “Just put them in the hamper, and I don’t care if you lose the boxer too, I’ll just keep you locked away in my room until I get around to doing laundry tomorrow.” she told him, though she wouldn’t be complaining if he agreed to that. “I’d offer some clothes or something, but while I might look nice in one of your shirts .. I doubt it would work the other way around.” she teased just a little, trying to make him feel just a little bit better with the normalcy of it.
He doubted he'd look good in her shirt, but the thought of her in one of his certainly made him want to experience that. Moving to the hamper, he discarded the shirt into it and then slipped his shoes off and set those aside. His socks were next to go, following the shirt into the hamper. Then the jeans went, and since she'd already seen him naked he saw no point in bothering to leave the boxers, so those went into the hamper as well. Once he was out of the wet clothes, he felt ten times better and moved to crawl into bed with the girl, tucking himself beneath the blankets. "Guess you'll be keeping me in here tomorrow." he murmured with a little smile before leaning in to give her a kiss.
She watched him as he got out of his damp clothing, she couldn’t help it, and it was nice to have him to focus on. Though she couldn’t keep the smile off her face when he affirmed her little idea when he took off the boxers as well. After he was on the bed, she curled in closer to him, “Good, because I’m not letting you leave all day tomorrow, might even keep you kidnapped for another night after that.” she told him before kissing him back. “I’ll remember to feed you, just it’ll probably be snack food or leftovers, no need for you to be running out of a flaming house naked.”
Elias chuckled about her lack of cooking skills. "Good thing I know how to cook." he commented. "At least we won't starve if we move in together." he told her, already deciding that he really wanted that to happen. Coming home to her every night would be more than exceptional. "When you start to feel better we're gonna go out and see what we can find in our price range. Once I have myself a job. Maybe one of those computer stores is hiring." he mentioned. It was a possibility. Not many people with small businesses like many of the little computer shops around town did background checks. It was just one more route to help him on his way.
“Well, that makes one of us. It isn’t my fault that cooking makes everything all warm, and then I just wanna shift and take a nap.” she told him. But then she glanced at him, “I don’t think I told you that story. I know I told Colin, but I don’t think I told you.” she gave a little shrug before letting her fingers trail over his chest, trying to be somewhat soothing. “Well, looks like I have no choice but to move in with you. Cause I’d be hopeless and die of hunger if I was on my own. But I agree, we should go look at least, maybe even if we don’t have jobs yet, just to see what’s out there.” she was slightly amazed that she was actually looking forward to this, the moving in with him. It was kind of a huge step, wasn’t it? “Would you rather a house or an apartment?”
"Who's Colin?" he questioned because he might not be the most vocal man in the universe, but he indeed was the jealous type. He couldn't help but wonder who random guys were in her life and he wasn't afraid to ask. "No choice at all." he told her. "If you value your intake of food, you'll be forced to shack up with me. I'm terribly sorry." he teased, stealing another kiss from her. "I don't think it'd hurt to see what sorts of things are out there." he agreed, nodding a little. "I'm not sure it really matters to me. I've lived in a hotel my whole life so I guess either would be a step up." he admitted. "Depends on how close you want your neighbors. Especially with your senses."
“He’s a .. friend I guess, met him when I first got into town. He’s nice and everything, one of those self-loathing types. But that isn’t even his fault really, I kinda freaked him out when I smelled him cause he’s a cursed wolf.” she rambled out, not even thinking about how it might not have been the brightest thing to tell a hunter, ex-hunter, person. But then she gave a little laugh, “Well, lucky for you, I like to eat. So, as long as you remember to feed me, I’ll make the fact that you have to be the only one slaving in the kitchen up to you.” now it was her turn to steal a kiss, this time making it linger just a little longer than the last one. “Oh, totally didn’t think of that. So, house it is. Hopefully we find something that isn’t a complete dump, but affordable.”
He nodded a little. A 'friend' wasn't so bad. And if he was a cursed were, he probably was self-loathing. Poor guy. Even feeling bad for this guy he'd never met showed Elias that hunting just wasn't for him. He couldn't do it anymore, especially now. He couldn't hunt Antoinette so hunting anyone else like her was pointless and stupid. Especially considering his own supernatural affinity now. He smiled both at her words and her kiss. "House it is. Something small would be fine. I mean it's not like I have a ton of stuff." he pointed out. "And thrift stores would help us out with pretty much any furniture we need. Or churches. They like to help the needy."
No, a friend wasn’t so bad, but she wasn’t about to mention the fact that she had been coming onto him at the bar before the whole freak out thing happened after she sniffed him. That wasn’t exactly something you rubbed in another guy’s face. She stretched a little and just ended up curling herself up tighter against him. “Don’t got much either, unless I were to actually break down and call my parents and have some things flown over. But that’s probably more than a bit pointless. So thrift stores, it is. Oh, and maybe garage sales.” she added on as she went back to running her fingers on his torso. “You know, the longer I have you kidnapped here, the more I’m going to get spoiled with having you in my bed, and it might end up being pointless to get a two bedroom place..”
Elias had to smile a little at that last bit, especially with her fingers sliding across his skin. He nodded a little. "It might be a little pointless." he agreed as he moved his hand to let himself brush her damp hair from her face. "That mean you plan on keeping me around for a while?" he questioned. He liked the sound of that. Being near her helped him more than she even realized and he was in no hurry to get rid of her any time soon.
She smiled even more, her eyes almost closing at the simple gesture of him pushing her hair from her face. “Well, as long as you feed me and remember to not hog all the covers, I’m sure you can convince me to stick around.” she teased, before she laughed a little and shook her head. “You’re starting to turn me into like a domesticated little house cat.” she told him, as if that could be considered a little bit of a bad thing, though she was finding maybe it wouldn’t be. “Poor bunnies aren’t going to know what hit them to reassure the leopard that it isn’t being tamed.”
He chuckled a little at her words, shaking his head a bit. "I doubt you'd ever be fully tamed." he murmured as he pressed his lips against her forehead. "You've got a wild streak in you a mile long." he breathed. "I'm not crazy enough to think I've got enough in me to tame you completely, but I do hope you'll stick with me for a while at least. Don't think I've ever come this close to a real relationship in my whole life." he admitted.
She rolled a little, onto her stomach, so that way she could look at him better. “Maybe instead of my getting tamed, I’ll end up making you walk just a bit more on the wild side.” she purred out, the concept wouldn’t be that bad, almost as if they’d meet in the middle. “Why are you seeming like you don’t think I would keep you around?” she asked, almost as if she was afraid of the answer, and she wouldn’t have asked if he hadn’t pretty much twice now put in the whole ‘if you keep me around’ bit in his words.
"Maybe." he told her. Elias had never really been a wild one in any regard, but if anyone had the ability to change that, he thought it would be Antoinette. There was just something about the girl that could drive him a little wild so no doubt she'd be able to push him towards being slightly wild himself. He furrowed his brows a little at her question. "I don't know..." he told her, admitting his little flaw in those three little words. "Guess I just... I just have this knack for hoping things work out and then screwing them up somehow and I really don't want that to happen with you." he told her, shrugging his shoulder a little as he settled on his side and let his fingers slide gently over the back of her tank top. "I like you too much to want to muck it up."
Antoinette was already trying to come up with ways in her head to maybe have him become a little more wild. Even though most of her wild streak tended to be things that ended up in trouble. But even she had to admit that he had a little bit of a wild streak to him, even if he wouldn’t admit it, because really who would have sex in the middle of a park if they weren’t just a little bit on the wild side? “I don’t see how you’d muck it up.” she told him, while she was looking at him. “I think I’ve made it pretty clear on how I feel about you already, and if I haven’t then I’m not doing something right. But sometimes you just have to put yourself out there, Elias, and just let things happen how they will. If you focus on what could go wrong, then things will go wrong.” she told him, though feeling just a little bit like a hypocrite with her words, because sometimes she was the same way, focusing on the worst instead of the best.
She was right and he knew enough to know that if he kept thinking the way he had been thinking, he was just setting himself up for failure and disappointment. He didn't want things to be that way with Antoinette. He continued to let his fingers move over her back as he curled in a little closer to her and pressed his lips to her forehead. "Why do you have to be so smart?" he murmured against her skin.
“Not smart.” she murmured, tilting her head up so she could find his lips and kiss him. “Just got too good at mucking things up, and I don’t want .. I don’t want us to fail.” she admitted before pressing her lips to his again so she didn’t have to say anything more. She already cared for him way too much in such a short period of time, and hell, had already mentioned her want to mate with him. Though she’d do what she could to prevent that for a while, since she didn’t want to have him be in that position, especially when he was thinking that there was a possibility of them not working out. She pushed at him a little then, so he would be laying on his back, and she slipped on top of him so she was straddling over his stomach. Looking down at him, “Elias, I wouldn’t be moving in with you if I didn’t want to be with you.”
Elias found it quite difficult to have a serious conversation when she was straddling him, even if it was over his stomach and not over his cock. And she still had her clothes on, so there was that. His hands slid up her thighs and rested against them as he let out a little sigh. "I know." he told her. "And I keep telling myself that. It's just you're like the best thing that's happened to me since I don't know when and the thought of doing something stupid and fucking it all up makes me want to throw up." he admitted. He wanted her in his life more than he could have even explained. Even with all her issues and the fact that she was still in the midst of a detox, here she was trying to help him when he should be helping her. Leaning up, he caught her mouth in a gentle kiss. "I want to be with you. That's all that matters right now." he whispered against her lips. "I'm just going to have to learn to not question things so much and go with it because I'm not losing you."
She let out a little shiver at the feeling of his hands sliding up her thighs, even if they just rested there now, the goosebumps from his touch rose on her skin. She smiled though, because of his words and because of the kiss. Then she playfully pushed him back down, and kept her hands on his chest, as if she was holding him there, though there wasn’t much pressure at all. “First thing is first, you’re not going to lose me. You’re the first person that the leopard has ever been vocal about, think I’m about to pass you up on that alone, then you have another thing coming. Second, you’re the first person that I’ve ever opened up with willingly since I was younger. And lastly, you make me want to be a better person, to stop being such a fuck up and actually do something with my life. I like that you question things, just as long as those questions lead to better things. But you need to get it into that head of yours that I’m not going anywhere.” she told him before leaning down and kissing him, drawing his lower lip into her mouth and giving it a soft little suck.
It was hard to argue with logic like that, especially when she followed it up with a kiss that made him tingle from the top of his head to the tips of his toes. He didn't want her going anywhere so that promise made him feel somewhat relieved. "Better not be going anywhere." he whispered against her mouth as he pulled back enough to look at her. "I don't think I could handle it if you left me. So you're stuck with me. Hate it for you, sugar."
“You and your little pet names, though I think I like kitten better than sugar.” she mused, a grin sliding on her lips. “I want to be stuck with you, so no hating that.” she murmured before she got a little bit of a thoughtful face for a moment. “Don’t move.” she told him before slipping off of him and going to the dresser and pulling open one of the drawers. “I know I said don’t move, but move to the middle of the bed.” she told him as she grabbed a couple of things from the drawer, and then tried to be all sneaky like in holding them behind her back as she made her way back to the bed. Climbing back onto the bed, while trying to keep what she had hidden was a little bit difficult, “Do you trust me?” she asked him then, a little bit of a mischievous glint to her eyes.
"I'll keep that in mind." he told her. "Kitten is better than sugar." He had about a billion little nicknames stored away to try on her, but that would be another time. When she moved to the dresser and then asked him to move to the center of the bed, he did as he was told. The question she posed though had him arching a brow. "Yes." he told her. "What are you up to?" he questioned. Obviously it was something naughty, but when she was looking at him like that it was hard to refuse.
“It is better, plus, rather fitting if you think about it.” she mused with a bit of a grin on her lips. But then she had to wait a moment, although brief before he was telling her the answer she wanted to hear, that he trusted her. Even if she completely ignored the question he posed to her in return. “Close your eyes.” she told him, and then waited for a few moments until she was sure that he wouldn’t be peeking before she put what she had in her hands on her lap. It wasn’t much if you balled it up in a fist, but she separated the scarf, and the pair of thigh high stockings that she grabbed. “Now, I know that this isn’t exactly going to be like I was hinting at, but I’m sure you’ll have some fun with it.” she commented as she took the scarf and moved it to where she could put it on as a blindfold on him, gently knotting it at the back of his head. “Too tight?”
Elias closed his eyes like she asked him to, that simple action showing her how much indeed he trusted her. He let her tie the scarf on him as a makeshift blindfold and smirked a little. "So you're not going to let me see you either?" he murmured. "That's not fair." Not that he was really minding because covering his eyes only seemed to make the rest of his senses more heightened.
“Nope, not going to let you see me yet.” she told him as she was already moving to take one of his hands, and using one of the stockings to tie his wrist to the headboard of the bed. “It’s totally fair, because I want you to anticipate every touch, breath, kiss..and so forth .. that I give you. You wont know what or where.” she explained as she crawled over him to get to his other wrist to tie it up as well. Sitting back on her heels when she was done, she looked at him and grinned. “Lucky for you, you’re already naked.” she pointed out before she was then moving the covers off of him. “Now .. where to begin..” she mumbled before reaching up to move her hair to the side and hold it so it wouldn’t give her away and she leaned forward, giving a playful little nip to his skin right near his navel.
She was horribly, horribly evil, but god it felt so good. Once he was tied up, left there at her mercy, Elias's head turned a little this way and that trying to find where the girl was at any given moment. He bit his bottom lip as listened to her words and felt her breath against his stomach. A brief moment later she was nipping at the skin of his stomach and he let out a little hiss of approval. "You're a tease." he told her, his cock already getting a little hard from her simple little movements. "I like it."
She let out a little giggle to his words, but didn’t say anything, instead she sat back up and tried to plot out her next move. Figuring since her last move had been a nip, she moved just a bit so that way lick across his chest, moving from one of his nipples to the other, then lightly blowing cool air over the small trail of saliva that the licking had left behind. “Only a tease if you don’t get what you want in the end.” she mumbled out softly, before she was then letting a finger run from the inside of his knee, over his inner thigh and stopping right before her finger would have grazed over his balls. “Plus, I want to see how much of the teasing you can handle.” she spoke with a bit of a smirk even if he couldn’t see it, he’d probably hear it in her voice.
Elias bit his lower lip as he let her touch him how she wanted. The teasing licking against his nipples was hot, but it was the gentle touch of her fingertip brushing so close to his balls that had his cock rising further, damn near at attention. "Doubt much if you keep it up that way." he told her. "What happened to being a good girl at your brother's house?" he asked her, though he hoped she wouldn't change her mind about teasing him.
She bit her own lip when she noticed how his body was reacting to her touches, it was completely different then when he would already be hard before the clothes even came off. “I don’t want to be the good girl tonight.” she told him in a soft voice before she moved again, this time letting go of her hair so that it could tickle his skin as she ran her tongue lightly from the base of his cock on the underside nearest his balls to the tip of his head, before gently taking him into her mouth and running her tongue in a slow circle around him. Her fingers ran lightly over his balls then, wanting him to feel totally taken care of. Letting him fall out of her mouth for a moment, “I want you to think of this, of me, every time you close your eyes.” she whispered out before drawing him into her mouth again.
When her tongue connected with the shaft of his dick, it twitched visibly. If she wanted him thinking of her each time he closed his eyes, she was already succeeding. "Fuck..." he whispered out, his muscles tightening throughout his whole body as his fingers clenched against the restraints. He bit his lower lip as he let his head lull back when her mouth took him in once more. His hips unable to stay still arched upwards against that exquisite mouth. "Antoinette..." he gasped.