Éponine Thénardier is secretly a badass (alittlefall) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2013-06-28 12:58:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, eponine thenardier, scootaloo |
"Éponine... It’s not like you though."
Who: Éponine Thénardier and Scoot
What: Mostly unrepentant smut. Some emotional moments.
When: After these texts
Where: Their place.
Rating: NC-17 for all the sexings. Very, very minor references to past abusive situations - as in blink and you'll miss it.
Status: Complete.
Scoot sighed and stepped into their bedroom and laid down on the bed, resting his eyes and put his earbuds into his ears to just listen and calm down. He didn’t know how long Éponine was going to be, but he could wait. He actually managed a quick nap when the thud from the force of the door being shut woke him.
He took his earbuds out and went to sit up...
...only to be pushed back down again by his rather eager fiancée. It wasn’t often that the two of them just got time to themselves, and Éponine was intent on making the very most of it. She straddled his waist, leaning down to kiss him fiercely as she rocked her hips down against him.
Very eager indeed. He groaned and moved to rest his hands onto her hips and kissed back in return. So this is why she used ‘baby’. Not that he was complaining in the slightest. He’s already obviously getting very hard with the very little attention he was getting. He groaned and tried to flip their positions.
Éponine wasn’t allowing that. She pushed him back down, fairly forcefully. “I’m not letting you do that.”
“Why not?” Groaned and tried to do it again, manly pride dammit!
Manly pride or no, Éponine wasn’t allowing that! “Because I’m not giving up the chance to be a little... dominant? I thought you liked that, baby.”
Nrgh. Bitch. Scoot jerked his hips up and shuddered at the thought alone. “Éponine... It’s not like you though.” Not that he was complaining, still! Thought of her dominating him is kind of hot if you asked him. More than hot actually.
“There’s still a lot you don’t know about me.” At least when it came to her habits in the bedroom. Éponine hadn’t exactly had much time to let him know everything!
“And what are the more important bits of information I’m missing?” Moaned and reached down to take hold of himself to try and get some relief.
Oh, that wasn’t going to happen either! Éponine grabbed his hand, just to keep him from getting ahead of himself there. “That I really, really like being on top?”
“Oh really?” Arched an eyebrow. That was new... he never would have thought...
Well, it’d never really had an opportunity to come up before! It wasn’t like Éponine had actually done it all that much in the past either, considering... well, she wasn’t about to get into that. Now just wasn’t the time. “Yes, really. Is it that big a surprise?”
“Little bit?” He said and ran his hands up and down her sides, just to keep them from sitting idly. “Doubt you can, though.” Scoot stuck his tongue out at her because he can and because he’s mature like that.
That maturity would cost him. Éponine moved to kiss him, as fiercely as she dared, slipping a hand under his shirt to just lightly dig her nails in.
Scoot groaned and arched his back, trying to moan out through the kiss. She was a bit evil for that, dammit. But it was nice at very least. He pulled away after a while and looked up to her. “So... Dominating me only means nails and kissing. Kind of crap if you ask me.”
He was really trying to push her into more, wasn’t he? Éponine rolled her eyes, shifting to bite roughly at his neck and slip a hand underneath his pants, letting her nails linger for perhaps a tiny bit longer than strictly necessary.
“Fuck...”Jerked his hips upwards and dug his fingers harder into her thighs. The biting was one thing, nails there was something entirely different. He might be a little too hard already. “Can I at least get my jeans off... Kind of uncomfortable.”
“I suppose?” Éponine was going to have to remember the kind of effect that had on him. It’d been far too much fun to see, honestly...
Scoot gently moved her off and just stripped off everything, faster that way. He’s a little sweaty from being out in the heat, and he gets too excited sometimes! As you look lower it’s obvious why he asked to remove his pants. “Evil woman.”
Éponine couldn’t help but smirk. Someone was very much enjoying herself. “Don’t you love my evil anymore? Last I checked, you were begging for things like that.”
“Touché ” Bit down on his lip and climbed back into the bed. To behave he went back onto his back and just laid there. “Alright, what are you going to do now that you have me nude?”
He was actually behaving? Éponine was more than a little surprised by that, but she couldn’t complain at all. It made her life easier. She stripped down herself, just to make things even, before moving to straddle him again. “I could do a lot of things... but I know what I want right now.”
“And what is that, Éponine?” Moved to rest his hands back on her thighs, eyes looking over to the drawer to try and remember if he got more condoms. He knows that she’s been phased into a new birth control so he’s had to use them and will for the next month or so just to be safe. “You can do whatever you want to me, you know that.”
Despite that, Éponine honestly didn’t care. Right now, she just wanted him, not anything else - was that so much to ask? She hoped not. “You. As many times, in as many ways as we can think up... sound good to you?”
“T-th-that sounds great...” Groaned and reached a hand over to open the drawer.
And Éponine’s response to that was to catch his hand. “Leave it. I don’t mind taking a risk or two...”
“But babe...” Bit his lip, trying to hide and ignore the fact he got even harder at the flash of the idea in his head.
That was a fact that Éponine couldn’t exactly ignore, considering her position made that all the more obvious. “You like the idea, don’t you?”
Scoot bit his lip harder and nodded, turning a few shades of pink. He can’t help it okay?!
It was certainly one of his more interesting fetishes to date, but Éponine wasn’t about to ask - that could come another time, when she wasn’t so... needy. “Good thing I’m more than willing for this.”
“Take me whenever you want...” Ran his hands up and down her thighs, just idly tracing patterns.
That actually felt really, really nice... Éponine had to push that thought aside so she could shift to slowly ease down onto him, a low moan escaping her lips once he was fully inside. God, this man...
Scoot groaned and tipped his head back as she slipped down, letting out a low moan. “Éponine...”
That was just part of why him being actually, physically male was a wonderful thing. Éponine lightly dragged her nails down his chest, keeping her movements fairly slow and gentle for now... she wasn’t about to rush this.
“Fuck... You always feel so tight. Shit.” Gritted his teeth, trying not to get too desperate in any of his movements.
Éponine knew enough about him to sense at least a little of that desperation. Enough to make her smirk and purposely tighten around him, just for a moment, before making her movements just a little rough. “I can tell you approve.”
“Éponine... Don’t stop that angle... Please.” He has no idea what the angle of her going down roughly is, but it feels good. It has things brushing against areas inside of her that are driving him absolutely insane. “Oh fuck that’s good.” Jerked his hips up just a little.
Well, it was working just as well for her, so! Éponine made damned sure to keep that angle, going faster and rougher still, unable to keep herself from moaning out his name when he brushed up against things just right.
“Yeah...” Reached down to rub gently at her clit while she rode him, trying to time his thrusts him into her perfectly. He loved her moans, always had. “You... God.” Grunted and went to pinching. “Does it feel good?”
They knew each other far, far too well sometimes. It was the only way Éponine could explain how incredible this felt, how completely insanely satisfied he always made her. “More than good... fuck..”
Scoot smirked and jerked up a little harder. “Fuck... Babe. I’m always so surprised you can actually take my cock all the way in.” It was a huge thing to him! In more ways than one.
That was one hell of an innuendo, and if he ever said as much, Éponine would have to comment. Right now, though, she just jerked her hips down rougher, faster. “Can’t be that surprising...”
“You’re just so small... So... Fuck.” Grunted and rubbed a little faster and rougher against her clit. His eyes may very well have briefly rolled back into his head. Goddamn this woman was amazing.
It wasn’t like being small could keep her from things like this, really. Éponine couldn’t help a louder moan, tightening around him all the more... God, this felt... beyond words. “Better not be already breaking you...”
“I think you might... Please do-... Why are you slowing down?” That wasn’t fair at all.
It was totally fair. Where was the point in not dragging it out? “Can’t have you break quite so easily, baby.”
Nrgh. The total bitch. She was going to be the death of him. He tried to switch so he could dom for a little, only to be pinned right back down.
Like Éponine was ever going to allow control to be taken away from her like that. “I don’t think so... not until I’ve gotten what I want out of this.”
Scoot’s eyes went wide and he moaned, that was kind of hot. “As you wish, babe. Use my cock for whatever you need.” He’s totally fine with that.
Was it really that hot? True, it wasn’t often that Éponine took complete control of this, so... maybe this was just one more of his kinks? She slowly started to speed up again, angling in a way that she knew would brush up against the best places inside her.
Swallowed hard and jerked his hips up to help her. “What has you so needy today though?”
“Can’t a girl just want her fiancé?” Honestly, Éponine didn’t have a good reason. She didn’t even have the excuse of her daydreams turning dirty... maybe she could blame it on the new birth control?
“Works for me.” Reached over to grab the little bullet they have just when they’re feeling adventurous and he turned it on before pushing it to her clit. He can still be a little evil!
Ohfuck. Éponine couldn’t help a rough moan, jerking her hips down against him all the harder... one way to get her rather incredibly close, yes! “Oh, God, I... Scoot...”
“Come for me, you naughty little girl.” Yeah, she could top him all she wants but he knows what gets to her.
And that was just part of why she loved and adored him! Éponine jerked her hips down one last time, taking him in as deep as humanly possible, before coming with a scream of his name, and damned hard too.
Damn that was hot. He did his best to ease her down whilst ignoring the throbbing of his own need. Scoot put the bullet aside and ran his hands up and down her thighs. “Feel better?”
His touch made Éponine let out a contented little noise, low in her throat, even if it was making it hard to concentrate on keeping herself upright. Damn him, seriously... “Much better... could still do with something more, of course.”
“Oh? What might that be?” He could play the coy game. She’d chosen to dominate him, it was only fitting that he play dumb for the sake of it.
He could? That was news to Éponine! She lightly dragged her nails down his chest, just for the sheer hell of it, before speaking again. “Well... I guess you coming inside me would be one thing, right?”
Scoot just shook his head and pulled her off him and set her to the side. He just wasn’t feeling this. Maybe Celestia was right? He sat up and bent his legs so he could set his elbows on his knees. He didn’t say a word, trying to think of how to best phrase what was running through his mind even if he can only guess this is doing bad things to her own mind. He’ll apologise if he has to.
It certainly wasn’t doing the most fantastic things to Éponine’s mind. She bit her lip, unsure of what she could really say... had she done something wrong, said something wrong? She couldn’t know. “Scoot... are you okay?”
“I don’t know... This just feels wrong. I mean not... You and I being together at all. Just...” Agh nothing was making sense to him. Scoot ran a hand over his neck occasionally dragging his nails sharply down to create a few welts. “Why is it when we bring up the need to spend time together do we automatically go to sex? Is it because that’s what men are expected to want? Should I just accept that? Is it because that’s all you know and expect? Is that the only reason you l-” Cut himself off before finishing. That was a stupid thought. And yet... no. Stupid thought.
And if he hadn’t cut himself off, Éponine certainly would’ve. She couldn’t let him think like that, not when it wasn’t true in the slightest. “Scoot... the physical side of things doesn’t matter to me. Not really. I’m so used to being used and abused that... well, it means less to me than it does to most other women.”
Or so she assumed. She couldn’t really say for certain. “Maybe we just go to sex because it makes us both feel good. I... can’t say much more than that, really.”
Scoot bit his lip, shoulders tensing and wings doing that obvious droop and shake of wanting to cry but not letting himself do so. Men didn’t cry, at least it’s what he felt everyone expected of him to prove his was a man. Try as he might he couldn’t help the first few that started or the pathetic noise he let out. “I just want to be everything for everyone. To help... your family and give them the time they deserve because I know your family means more to you so I figured if I showed attention to family like you do that it would show more love that I have for you than anything physical.”
He lifted his head briefly before looking back down. “But I can’t do it anymore... I try and then everyone expects time every day for them. And I’m glad they like spending time with me but I rarely get time with you and then they just press more and I get so tired but pretend to not be tired or needy around you because you get the same and I just want to have time where we can just talk and laugh with each other like before everyone showed up.” By now the tears and pathetic noises are more frequent and louder.
If Éponine hadn’t been the type to keep things to herself, more often than not, she probably would’ve made quite the point of telling him not to do that. She didn’t want to come off as a hypocrite, though, so... she was keeping that to herself.
“We can always have time like that, Scoot... you’ve just got to ask me.” It didn’t seem right that they’d come to this. Her family was important, yes, but... he was just as important. Especially considering they were going to get married one day. “I’m more than capable of making time for you... I know that Gavroche and Azelma are usually fine with taking care of the boys, and each other, if we need that.”
“No... It’s fine. You shouldn’t have to do that. I’m being selfish. I’ll just shut up and stay out of the way. I don’t want to get put into another home.” Sucked in his breath the moment those words escaped his lips. Why was that even coming into the picture. Sure he’d said it on more than one occasion but...
Oh. It was one of those moments? Éponine wasn’t entirely sure what she could say, considering... well, everything. “This is your home, Scoot. End of story. Nothing’s going to change that...”
“They always say that.” Tensed his shoulders and dug his nails into his knees, trying to stay at least somewhat in control. This was ridiculous in his own opinion. How was this even an issue. “And anyway you shouldn’t need to worry. Your home was hell, I have no room to talk about being put into many home that treated semi decently. Sure they didn’t want me but it’s nothing close to what you went through.” Shook his head and went to stand to grab clothes...
...and Éponine’s immediate reaction was to yank him into her arms, not willing to let him get away quite that easily. “I’m not like anyone else. You know that...”
Scoot didn’t dare tug away. Instead he pushed closer and wrapped his arms around her. “I know... I’m sorry.” He doesn’t know what else to do or anything, unsure of even himself at the moment.
That was something, at very least. Éponine lightly ran her fingers along his wings, trying to figure out the best way to soothe him. “There’s nothing to be sorry about, Scoot...”
“There is everything to be sorry about. I keep trying too hard and it keeps biting me in the ass... Why do I even try anymore?” He figures now is not the time to bring up the fact the woman who is in charge of whether he can get into the aviation sciences course or not keeps implying she wants him for certain things before she approves it.
“There’s nothing wrong with trying, Scoot... trying’s what ended up with us together, isn’t it?” And that was something that Éponine would honestly never regret. Being with him just... made life so much better for her, and she could only hope it had a similar effect on him.
“Yeah... It did.” Pulled away to push himself up so he could hover over her. He reached up and wiped his eyes off, giving a very small smile. “Best trying I’ve ever done... Even if I was so terrible at it. Sending mixed signals and all.”
Mixed signals was a bit of an understatement! It’d been more than a little frustrating, at times, but... Éponine could understand why, in hindsight. “You’ve made up for it. Over and over again.”
“There’s something else I need your help with.” Let out an uncomfortable sigh. He didn’t want to tell her, but he can’t handle it on his own.
“You know I’m willing to help you with anything.” Well. As long as it was legal. Éponine’s days of doing things of rather dubious legality were rather behind her.
“The woman who is to decide if I can take the aviation sciences class keeps hitting on me and implying I sleep with her in order to be approved for the class and I don’t know what to do because I brought it up to the other guys in the course they laughed and said I was the one suggesting it and should deal with it so.” Bit his bottom lip and sighed.
That... wasn’t right. On any level. “Is there anyone above her? Someone you can go to? Because that’s just not right... no matter what anyone says.”
“No idea. She’s not that nice of a woman...” Looked away, trying to not feel as uncomfortable as he was feeling right now. “The idea of sleeping with someone other than you churns my stomach...”
“I know we can find a way to fix this. There’s always a way.” True, it wasn’t always easy, but Éponine tended to find ways. She knew her way around, in more ways than one, so... “Just... let me help you from now on? Please?”
“Alright... It’s been making me not want to continue trying to go to school.” Pushed close to her again and sighed. “I love you, Éponine... Always will.” See now that that was off his chest, he was starting to feel the need for not having come that time around. Maybe she’d let him take over a little?
Well, if he brought it up, Éponine certainly wouldn’t mind... “I know... and I love you too, Scoot. Don’t ever doubt that.”
“Can we make love, Éponine?” Smiled. There was a time for dominating... but right now he just wanted to show love in it.
The time for dominating had obviously passed, and Éponine had effectively vented the need for it from her system. “Of course...”
With that he pulled her into a kiss and ran patterns up and down her body spreading her legs to just cup and rub at her with his hand. Finally the man she loved was properly back!
Éponine couldn’t help a low moan, even as she tried to respond to the kiss as best she could. The man certainly knew how to work her... and she loved every moment of it.
She better love every moment of it! Otherwise he’d be sad. Scoot continued to rub, just to get a feel for how wet she was, if she could take him right now. He smiled when he pulled his hand away and it was slick and yet again his mind went to protection for her sake. He spread her legs and moved between them whilst reaching for a condom.
And yet again, Éponine caught his hand before he could reach. “I meant it when I said I didn’t mind, Scoot...”
“Alright...” Scoot smirked before capturing her lips with his and eased inside her quite slow and gentle by his terms. Mostly because he knows it drives her absolutely insane.
Insane was one way of putting it, but Éponine’d always felt it was a bit too mild for what he brought out in her. The man had his rather mad talents, after all... for now, she tried to respond to the kiss as best as she could, rocking her hips up against him slightly.
Let out a low groan and went a little harder, tugging at her bottom lip with his teeth. Dear Celestia he loved this woman. She was amazing and felt incredible. He took to going harder even still, faster and trying out something new by rotating his hips whenever he got all the way in.
Well, those two things combined made Éponine let out a rough moan into the kiss, her hips jerking up against him rougher. She could honestly get used to him doing things like that...
Scoot sighed and tried to focus on... Anything really. But it didn’t work. At least she managed to get off once. He pushed himself up and off and shook his head. “I’m sorry... It’s just not working.” And he might be blushing and looking a little upset. What the hell? He’ll yell at it later when ‘they’re’ alone.
Well. That wasn’t a good sign or anything. Éponine bit her lip, trying to will down the immediate wave of frustration... she could handle this, she was pretty sure. It’d just mean potentially odd dreams. “Well... I guess we can’t force it. Wouldn’t help matters.”
“Nope... I’m sorry.” Flopped into the pillows and just sighed. This wasn’t fun!