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Tweak says, "Nimins."

Piotr Rasputin (abs_of_steel) wrote in tensor,
@ 2011-02-25 04:39:00

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anna-marie_adler, nsfw, piotr_rasputin

Anna Marie
Piotr was still pretty certain this wasn't the best idea ever. He'd drawn nude pictures before, yes, it was part of getting anatomy down, and he'd taken art classes that even had a live model, but that was in a class. With a model he didn't know, and it was easy to think of just the aesthetics, of just drawing.

This was a bedroom. With one of his closest friends, and no one else in the room. It just seemed - different. And yes, Piotr knew that in all liklihood, once he got started on the drawing, he would be able to focus completely and just think of the art - that was one reason why he drew, it allowed him to clear his mind and think of nothing but getting the images out on paper - but right now, and until then, he was kind of nervous.

And he was refusing to think of after.

He'd bundled his art supplies under his arm, and he knocked with his free hand when he got to Anna's room. "It's me, Anna," he called in.

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abs_of_steel
2011-03-02 04:24 am UTC (link)

"That'd be a very good thing," he told her with a smile. No hitting and no metaling up would make the whole not destroying Ali's things bit a hell of a lot easier.

He moved with her as she started tugging him back towards her bed, keeping his grip on her. "If you need to stop," he said, leaning in close so that his lips were not quite touching hers. "Tell me. I don't want to test this further than you want to."

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_canttouchthis_
2011-03-02 04:41 am UTC (link)

"I feel like you may be underestimating just how far I want to test this," she replied, before closing the small gap between them to kiss him again. She stopped moving long enough for the kiss, but as soon as it was done, she moved the rest of the distance, sitting down on the edge and tugging him down along with her, careful not to tug too hard.

"And me too. Tell me if you..." Anna trailed off, letting him fill in the rest of the sentence. He'd said he was okay with it, but she didn't want him to feel locked in if he decided that he'd changed his mind.

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	abs_of_steel 2011-03-02 05:44 am UTC (link)
	He had a reply to that, he definitely did, but it was cut off when she kissed him again. Kissing her was definitely much more important than replying. Piotr sat down next to her, smiling slightly. "I will," he told her. "But I won't. As long as you're good, I'm good." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

_canttouchthis_
2011-03-02 06:10 am UTC (link)

"I'm good." Anna nodded. She was definitely good, no question about it. Turning, she kissed him again, reaching to unzip her track jacket again. The kissing was great, but she wanted more before it was too late and he was unconscious and it was no longer okay to be touching him.

She shrugged free of the track jacket and reached to tug up on his shirt. Contact was good, and more of it needed to be happening as soon as possible.

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abs_of_steel
2011-03-02 07:20 am UTC (link)

"Okay," he agreed, and that was likely the last he was going to bring it up. If they were both good, then it was definitely time to get on with the actual testing.

When she reached up to tug on his shirt, he finally let go of her to help, pulling his shirt off and dropping it on the floor. Then he reached out slowly, placing his hand on the bare skin of her arm, fingers curling gently around her bicep as he leaned in to drop a kiss on her shoulder.

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_canttouchthis_
2011-03-02 07:34 am UTC (link)

They seemed to be done with the okaying, and she nodded once more just to be sure, then decided that it was definitely long past time to get on with it. She didn't know how much time they even had, and she didn't want to waste it. Shirts were coming off, and that was very much a good thing, and she watched as he pulled his off, breath catching slightly in her throat. She'd seen him without his shirt on many times before, but it was definitely different when she knew that she was going to be allowed to touch him.

He reached out for her arm, and she watched, barely reminding herself to breathe. She wouldn't be able to hold a damn thing in check if she wasn't breathing, and she wasn't about to let it end yet just because she was too busy being in awe of the contact. Licking her lips as he kissed her shoulder, she turned more fully to him, splaying a hand on his chest and pushing him gently back to the bed.

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abs_of_steel
2011-03-02 07:43 am UTC (link)

Piotr went easily, using his grip on her arm to pull her along with him. He smoothed his other hand over her shoulder, down her back, resting it at her waist as he looked at her.

"You really are beautiful," he murmured softly. He still couldn't quite believe this was happening, possibly because he'd been purposefully not thinking of this - or, well, even really letting himself think of thinking of it - for apparently longer than he'd realized.

He kissed her again, moving trailing his fingers up her back against before resting his hand on her shoulder blade.

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_canttouchthis_
2011-03-02 08:00 am UTC (link)

She followed him down easily, grinning and hoping that Ali wouldn't suddenly decide to get back from wherever the hell she was. She grinned at the compliment, happily returning the kiss when he went in for it. She worked her gloves off and dropped them to the bed, then reached up with one hand to cup his cheek.

"You're pretty beautiful too," she informed him when she finally pulled back to catch her breath. Grinning, she added, "In a man way."

She put her hand flat against his chest again, swallowing hard and just smiling for a moment. She leaned up and kissed him briefly before tilting her head slightly. "I'm... I'm thinking less pants. Yeah?"

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abs_of_steel
2011-03-02 08:08 am UTC (link)

He kept up the kiss while she pulled her gloves off, his eyes going a bit half-lidded when she put her bare hand on his cheek. He glanced down at her other hand when she pulled back, feeling a strange bit of a thrill. It wasn't often he saw her without the gloves, and it was even less often that she was taking them off to be able to touch him. (All right, it was never, but that just made it even more surreal.)

Piotr chuckled at her comment, covering her hand on his cheek with one of his own. "Thank you for adding that clarification."

He couldn't help but smile back at her when they paused for a moment, then he nodded in response to her question. "Definitely," he agreed, taking his hand from hers and popping the button on his jeans.

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_canttouchthis_
2011-03-02 08:17 am UTC (link)

"Didn't want you to get the wrong idea," she assured him, before turning her attention fully to the fact that she was touching him. Skin to skin, nothing between them. It was incredible, but every second that she wasted just staring and marveling at it was one more second closer to the eventual limit of her ability to hold it back.

When Piotr reached down to undo his pants, she smiled, rolling onto her back slightly to pull her sweats off again. She quickly kicked them off the rest of the way and turned her attention back to Piotr, flattening her hand against his stomach and sliding it lower, glad that keeping it flat against him seemed to make it less obvious that she was shaking slightly.

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abs_of_steel
2011-03-02 08:36 am UTC (link)

He was having a bit of difficulty with that, too. He kept wanting to just look at her, really look, now that he actually could without feeling awkward, even if his looking was accompanied by at least some touching.

Piotr took advantage of her rolling slightly to lift his hips, tugging his jeans and boxers down as far as he could, then kicking them off. He swallowed slightly as she slid her hand down his stomach, eyes on her skin moving against his. He pulled his eyes away after a moment, reaching behind her to undo the clasp of her bra.

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_canttouchthis_
2011-03-02 08:48 am UTC (link)

Her heart was racing, and she really wanted to slow down a little bit and just touch him all over and really take the time to fully appreciate it... but doing that would definitely detract from the time she had to actually do something more than just stare at her own hands against his skin.

She smoothed her hand down his stomach, watching for a moment as her fingers followed along his muscles. His hands were at her back, undoing her bra, and she looked up at him, shrugging her bra off of her free arm. She paused once her hand reached his groin and she clenched her jaw for a second, nodding. "Hang on."

Lifting herself into the air, she floated over to Ali's side of the room, digging for a second to find... aha. Ali's excessively large collection of condoms. "Jesus, Ali," she muttered, poking through until she found one of the pink ones that Hank had delivered. Ali had a tendency to stockpile, and Anna did not feel like sifting through them and examining expiration dates, so going with the ones she knew were freshest was the best bet. Taking to the air again, she moved back to the bed, dropping down on top of him, legs on either side of his waist. She leaned down to kiss him again, then held up the condom and apologized, "It's hot pink. I'm sorry."

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abs_of_steel
2011-03-02 09:33 am UTC (link)

Piotr watched her shrugging her bra off, and felt a pooling of heat low in his stomach. It wasn't like he hadn't just been staring at her when she was just as unclothed, but that was different. That was looking at her from a far distance, being professional, and this was unclasping her bra himself and being able to touch.

When she floated off, he had to stop himself from grabbing her and holding her there, because, really, he was pretty sure he knew what she was doing. Still, he was definitely eager to go right back to putting his hands on her when she returned, and he kissed her back.

"It's fine," he told her once she'd broken the kiss. At this point, he didn't really care if it was polka dotted. He kissed her again, briefly, reaching out to take the condom while his other hand skimmed up her ribcage, thumb brushing the underside of her breast.

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_canttouchthis_
2011-03-02 10:27 am UTC (link)

For the few moments that it had taken for Anna to dig through Ali's collection of prophylactics, Anna dropped her hold on her powers, hoping that Piotr wouldn't decide to get up and follow her over there. She hadn't quite found an on/off switch exactly yet. She had to actively be trying to suppress it, and as she floated back to where Piotr was naked on her bed, she grinned and reclaimed her hold on her powers so she could drop lightly down on top of him.

She'd seen him wearing varying amounts of clothing before, but she'd never actually seen him naked, and the sight wasn't at all disappointing. He was gorgeous, every single last inch of him, and she leaned down to kiss him again, pulling back after a moment to apologize for the bright pinkness of the condom. He didn't seem to care, and she moved in happily when he kissed her again and sucked in a breath as his hand moved against her skin.

It was so warm, and she closed her eyes, focusing on the sensation of his skin against hers. Letting out a quiet moan, she reached down, tracing the contours of his chest with her hand. Eyes snapping open again, she leaned down to kiss him more urgently than she had before. She wasn't completely sure how much time had passed so far, but she knew that she'd already stretched it way past what she was used to, and as much as she wanted to make it last, she also wanted to make sure that something actually got to happen. When she pulled back, she swallowed and managed, albeit somewhat hoarsely, "You should... I don't know how much longer I can hold it back."

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abs_of_steel
2011-03-03 04:50 am UTC (link)

He took the condom from her as they kissed, reluctantly moving his hand from her skin to tear open the package and slip it on. Then he was right back to touching her, stroking one hand up her back and neck to tangle his fingers in her hair, while he cupped her breast with his other hand.

When she pulled back, he stilled, looking at her with half-lidded eyes. "Do you want to stop or - go faster?" he asked, voice thick. He knew which one he was hoping it would be, but he didn't want to push her if she was feeling like she needed to stop.

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_canttouchthis_
2011-03-03 05:30 am UTC (link)

He was so close and so warm and soft and real. His skin was amazing, and she wanted to keep touching it for hours and hours... but she knew that that wasn't going to happen. She gasped into his mouth as they kissed and she felt his hands moving across her body. Eventually, she had to remind him - and herself - that she probably wouldn't be able to keep herself from absorbing him for too much longer.

He stopped and looked up at her and she looked back down at him, also going still as he asked if she wanted to stop. Shaking her head quickly, she replied, "Faster. Definitely faster."

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abs_of_steel
2011-03-03 05:55 am UTC (link)

Yeah, that was definitely the answer he'd been hoping for. "I can do faster," he agreed, kissing her again. He pulled his mouth from hers, though he didn't move his lips from her skin, trailing kisses along her jawline and down the side of her neck. It was a bit intoxicating, being this close to her, the warmth of her skin beneath his lips.

"Just let me know if it's too fast," he murmured against her skin, brushing his thumb over her nipple, hoping to make her gasp again, as he dragged his lips down her throat and to her other breast. He ran his free hand across her shoulder, down her back, to settle at her hip as he slowly started guiding himself into her.

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_canttouchthis_
2011-03-03 06:48 am UTC (link)

Anna didn't have time to let him know that it was very good that he could do faster, because he leaned in right away to kiss her. She cupped the back of his head again, leaning into his mouth as he moved it down her neck.

"Not gonna happen," she replied, barely getting the last word out before his thumb brushed against her nipple, eliciting another gasp. Her eyes slipped shut as his mouth moved to her breast, and she held her breath as his hand found her hip. She exhaled as he pushed into her, eyes opening as she leaned to kiss him some more, rocking against him.

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abs_of_steel
2011-03-04 07:39 am UTC (link)

Piotr'd been planning on saying something back - maybe like, 'you say that now' or something along those lines - but he'd been too distracted by her, touching and tasting and moving against her, and by the time he'd remembered that he'd wanted to say something, she'd leaned down to kiss him again.

And then, of course, all thoughts of talking were pushed from his mind. He kissed her in return, thumb teasing at her nipple again as his other hand still gripped her hip. When she started rocking against him, his hips rocked almost automatically as well, establishing a slow rhythm - but she'd said faster, so he began to pick up the pace.

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_canttouchthis_
2011-03-04 10:24 am UTC (link)

It was a good thing that he hadn't decided to talk, because she was at the point where she probably wouldn't have really registered what he was saying anyway. She was too busy focusing on the feel of him and the rhythm and the increasing strain of holding her powers in check. Anna was pushing it, and she knew it. She was starting to feel incredibly drained, but just flat out giving up on it wasn't really something she wanted to do. Maybe pushing it even more past whatever her limit was would help her to increase that limit.

Or maybe she was just being a little bit selfish and stubborn. They'd gotten that far, and she was not ready to just call it quits. Not then, when stopping would leave both of them hanging. Either way, she chose to ignore the signs until it was too late. She leaned in to kiss him again, and it was just too much. There were multiple points of contact, and she practically choked as his psyche was sucked in through her skin.

Though she took to the air as quickly as she could, it wasn't quite fast enough to negate the fact that she'd been touching him in more than a few places, and she was hit hard by a wave of emotion and feeling. It wasn't that far off from what her own thoughts had been, but it was strong enough to daze her momentarily. She just barely remembered to not land right where she hovering, and instead dropped to the floor beside the bed.

She pulled her knees up and wrapped her arms around them, trying to work through the influx of thought and emotion and sensation. Everything that she'd been feeling was doubled in intensity, and it wasn't as easy as she had hoped it would be to push it all away and ignore it. Piotr had said that he was okay with it, but she still felt incredibly guilty. She shouldn't have made him do it. Even though he had wanted to (and she knew for a fact at that point that he genuinely had), she shouldn't have agreed to it. After a moment, she got her breathing back to normal and was able to push the thoughts away enough to pull herself back to her feet and grab her clothes.

She didn't bother with underwear, focusing instead on the things that would cover her up the most. Sweats, jacket, gloves, socks. Once she was dressed, she pulled a spare blanket out of her closet and covered Piotr with it, then perched on the edge of the mattress at the foot of her bed, leg bouncing nervously as she waited for him to wake up.

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abs_of_steel
2011-03-05 06:53 am UTC (link)

Piotr was focused completely on her, and though part of him was watching out for any signs that her powers had kicked back in, he just didn't really know what they felt like. He'd only just quite realized what was going on when he ended up unconscious.

The next thing he knew, he was waking up on a bed that was definitely not his, feeling a little light-headed and fighting a bit of a headache. If he didn't know better himself, he might have thought he'd been at one of Ali's parties and ended up somewhere strange.

It took Piotr a minute to figure out where he was, but once he remembered, he searched immediately for Anna. He had a brief moment of concern when he couldn't see her, but then he spotted her sitting at the foot of bed and relaxed slightly. And then hid a wince, because, well, obviously she'd absorbed him. It wasn't like he hadn't expected it, but part of him had been hoping that it wouldn't. Not for him - all right, yeah, definitely for him - but not completely for him. With all the checking Anna'd done before they started, he figured she'd probably be feeling guilty right now.

"You okay?" he asked quietly. He wanted to reach for her, cover her gloved hand with his, but he fought it, not certain it would be welcome right then.

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_canttouchthis_
2011-03-05 08:07 am UTC (link)

Anna had been right about Piotr's psyche. It wasn't one of the rougher ones to have in her head, once it got past the initial focus on sex. In fact, it was almost soothing, but that didn't really make the fact that she'd actually absorbed him any better. He was in her head, and as glad as she was that it was him and not someone like Brian, it still wasn't right.

He stirred and she froze, suddenly not quite able to make herself look at him. She didn't think he would be mad - he certainly didn't feel like he'd be mad, but she still didn't really want to turn and see him upset. Even though he had insisted that he was fine with it, she still didn't feel like it was something that was at all fair to put him through. He spoke, though, and it became hard to just pretend that maybe he was still out.

"Yeah," she replied, nodding and looking down at her hands. Sighing, she shook her head and turned to look at him. "No. Not really. I mean... I've been worse. Are you okay?"

"I'm sorry," she added quickly, turning on the bed to face him. "That wasn't really fair."

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