This is getting to be a habit. [rp for lapsedsaint]

[aesthetic_mojo]

As promised, Charlie had a yo-yo delivered to the New York offices of the Department of Justice. She had it hand delivered, open, with clear indicators who it was for and from. Hopefully that would get it through any bomb detection fairly quickly. The rest of that day was spent furniture shopping. She spent a small fortune for very few pieces she would have to wait longer than she liked for.

Her last stop was to replace what they'd drunk and get another bottle of something wonderful. If he didn't come, they would last forever. If he didn't come, the universe would make much more sense than it did at the moment. Still, when he didn't come the first night, she worried. Not so much that he was blowing her off, but that his headache was a thing of real concern.

There was nothing in her schedule to keep her from being home in the evenings, so she settled into a pattern. As the sun headed for the horizon, she changed into loose clothes, made herself a pot of tea, and sat one of two folding chairs on the patio. The kittens played at her feet until the sun went down completely. With all the things to mull over, her mind went most often to the necklace sitting on the kitchen counter. In its way, it was easier to think about that than of the man who might or might not show up at her door.

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[aesthetic_mojo]

She scratched him again, wanting his teeth back and for him to go deeper. Shifting her feet back a little more, she bucked into him. She wanted to give him everything she had, but he'd asked her not to.

That didn't mean she couldn't close tightly around his cock or moan right in his ear. "So good. I can't tell you how good this feels."

[lapsedsaint]

When she scratched him, he shifted and bit her again. It wasn't as hard, but it covered more area. He pulled and groaned, driving deeper into her with each stroke.

He ground against her, his thrusts lengthening, then going short and deep. Of course, with the changed strokes, he felt his balls start to pull tight, his climax approaching.

[aesthetic_mojo]

She hadn't been sure with the first bite, but the second she knew would leave a mark. That knowledge pushed her right to the edge, leaving her panting desperately. She dug her nails into his back, just above the swell of his ass. Almost certain she was low enough he'd have to be naked for anyone to see them, she pressed hard enough to leave eight deep half circles.

She knew she could hold on until he came, but no longer.

[lapsedsaint]

He groaned roughly, almost painfully, when her nails dug into him. And that was really, all it took. He managed a few more strokes before moaning loudly and grinding into her, emptying inside her.

He pulled off her neck and kissed her as he drained.

[aesthetic_mojo]

Her hands flew up to his head, holding him tightly in the kiss which she deepened desperately by forcing her tongue between his lips. She twisted beneath him, taking the last bit of contact she needed to push her over the edge.

She shook so hard from her climax that she made herself let go of him before she hurt him.

[lapsedsaint]

Her reaction was unexpected, he just wasn't used to seeing that from something he'd done. He nuzzled against her neck and whimpered, completely uncertain if he could let go.

[aesthetic_mojo]

She kissed his ear, then went limp in his arms. She felt wonderful, endorphins and exertion conspiring to make her float even with his arms wrapped around her. "Thank you. That was amazing."

She smiled up at him. "Anything I need to rub again?"

[lapsedsaint]

He shook his head as he shifted so he wasn't crushing her. "No, Charlie, I'm good." He smiled against her cheek, then pulled back enough to meet her eyes.

[aesthetic_mojo]

She rubbed his back slowly, her hand occasionally dipping down to the marks she'd left. "You surprised me again." She let him watch her for another moment, then closed her eyes and rested her head against his arm. "Felt so good."

[lapsedsaint]

He kissed her cheek and whispered, "how did I surprise you?" He squeezed a little, then slowly pulled out of her and shifted how he was laying.

[aesthetic_mojo]

She turned her head to show him where he'd bitten her. "Wasn't expecting that." She touched the marks on his back, but didn't comment on them. "You can do that any time you want."

She didn't add that his getting her to give an honest answer about what she needed was a shock.

[lapsedsaint]

He nodded slowly and moved to kiss the two spots he'd bitten. Then he settled his head on her shoulder and closed his eyes. He gave a very faint whimper and tightened his arms around her, clinging to her.

[aesthetic_mojo]

She groaned softly, rubbing her forehead against him, and relaxing in his arms. The feeling that she'd done something wrong sat in her stomach like lead. "Maybe I should get us something to drink."

She didn't want to get up, but she'd already considered and rejected saying three other things, all of them destined to start a fight of some kind.

[lapsedsaint]

"No." He lifted his head and smiled at her. "Nothing to drink. Just stay with me for a few more minutes, okay?" He brushed his lips against hers, then put his head back against her shoulder.

[aesthetic_mojo]

She pressed hard against him, shivering as though he'd dropped the temperature again. "As long as you want." She sighed softly. "It's nice here like this."

She closed her eyes, absently rubbing his back as her breathing evened out and her heartbeat slowed. Laying with him was nice, very nice, startlingly nice. She drew a lazy line down his back with her nail, pressing lightly.

Just as she started moving her finger back up, Aleister popped into existence on John's ass and swatted at her finger.

[lapsedsaint]

John had closed his eyes and was enjoying the feel of her fingers on his back, for once not thinking about the consequences of what they were doing.

Then he felt kitten claws in his ass. His eyes popped open and he whimpered in surprise. "What the fuck?"

[aesthetic_mojo]

Biting back laughter, she petted the kitten for a moment to relax him, then scooped the ball of fluff up by his scruff. "It's just Al. We got quiet and he figured we needed to be entertained." She shook the kitten a little before setting him on the bed beside them. He promptly started rubbing against her shoulder. "Little beast."

[lapsedsaint]

He narrowed his eyes at the kitten, then put his head back down against her shoulder. "How do you keep them in the apartment?"

[aesthetic_mojo]

She gave the kitten a shove, but he kept rubbing against her. "I put a kind of lock on the place. It's part of the same one that keeps the gargoyle things out." She imitated the kitten and rubbed her head against John's. "It's a simple enough spe-- thing."

She shrugged. "It doesn't specify method of entry."

[lapsedsaint]

He rubbed his head against hers and nodded faintly. "Of course. Keeps gargoyles out and kittens in. Apparently, it don't work on me."

[aesthetic_mojo]

She dropped her voice to a whisper, her voice surprisingly rough. "I invited you. Wanted you here. Want you here." She turned her head away from him, closing her eyes slowly. "I'm sorry what I am is hard for you, but I've hidden it for a long time. It's not a good way to live, even if it is safer."

[lapsedsaint]

He sighed softly and moved off of her, settling next to her with his eyes closed. He kept a hand on her, but pressed his face into the pillow, working to keep from getting any more confused or upset.

[aesthetic_mojo]

She gave him a moment, then rolled to him, shifting down some to rest her head on his back. She put her hand lightly on his head, then began caressing him, combing her fingers through his hair.

She wanted to start making love to him again, just to put it off, but they had to talk about it if he was going to keep coming to her. "What am I going to do with you?"

[lapsedsaint]

He shrugged slightly and sighed again. "I don't know, Charlie. I don't know what to think. I don't know what to say." He got a hand back and rubbed her side, giving a faint whimper.

[aesthetic_mojo]

She shifted closer to him, half moving on top of him so she could kiss more of his back and neck. "What bothers you most about what I do? That I can move things or the spells?" She said the last word almost casually, but she braced herself for his religion answering the question.