Heiji took in the sight with appreciation he didn't bother to diguise, starting at Mab's toes and sliding his gaze up over the long legs, the curve of her hips and waist, the swell of her breasts. He ended with the strange, unearthly green of her eyes.
Smoothly, he stood to return the favor. His hands he slid behind his back, undoing the knot of his colored obi in a soft whisper of cloth. Heiji used his teeth to hold the end as he unraveled the fastening: not strictly necessary, but done since Mab seemed to want a show.
Heiji shrugged his shoulders, letting the yukata slip from them as easily as she had her dress. As one might expect, he was tall and leanly muscled. His skin was mostly smooth, though here and there were reminders of past confrontations. A gunpowder burn, a scar from years earlier, when he'd taken a bullet to the abdomen.
Maybe he could have gotten rid of them with magic, if he'd wanted. But he preferred to remember.
Mab stood, watching Heiji, giving him her undivided attention, her teeth flashing in a smile as Heiji performed a bit for her. Then he was also bare and Mab took the time to appreciate the hard planes of his body, built like a runner, long and lean, nicely proportioned. The fae really are works of art and he is no exception. And where Mab was accustomed to perfection in her fellow fae, Heiji had scars. She stepped forward, one step, two steps and lifted her hand to slide her fingers along his stomach, touching a scar with some reverence. His imperfections were lovely. Something she could appreciate even more than standard perfection. Mab had a thing about scars.
She lifted her eyes again to his and smiled. Not at all disappointed he decided for whatever reason to indulge tonight. Hand splaying across his stomach she moved to push him backward toward the bed clearly intending to shove him onto it, something hungry in her expression. When Mab was in the mood, it rolled off her in waves and right now she was very in the mood.
Well. That was a little unexpected, a being as flawlessly shaped as Mab finding interest in scars. But maybe, upon further thought, not so unexpected.
If he wanted, he could have resisted... but he was very much not interested in slowing things down. Heiji fell back onto the bed, pulling her on top of him with a secret little smile of his own. Mab seemed like the kind to enjoy this particular angle, and he certainly didn't mind the view.
Once she was in reach, he'd pull her in for a kiss. Usually, he started off gentle, adjusting if his partner liked a rougher approach. In this case, however, he let some of his own hunger take over. After all, she'd started it. His free hand curled over the curve of her hip; he ran his thumb down along the hollow of the bone there. Exploring.
He fell backward onto the bed with satisfyingly little resistance, instead pulling Mab with him. She reveled in that smile he gave her and adjusted as he pulled her with him, climbing up his body and settling down on top of him, her thighs across his hips and her upper body pressed against his luxuriating in feel of his heated skin against hers she fell into the kiss, appreciated the fierceness of it.
One hand lifted to bury her fingers in his hair, nails slipping against his scalp and she enjoyed the feel of his teeth and tongue against her own. His mouth was as warm as the rest of him and it radiated off of him. Her own body was not abnormally warm but despite the frost forming at the edges of the room as she let go a bit, her body remained warm to the touch. After an eternity of learning his mouth she adjusted so that she could fit her hand between them hand running from his collar down one side of his chest in a slow, almost methodical exploration of his body.
While Mab was busy exploring his mouth, Heiji wasn't sitting idle. He slid the fingertips of one hand down along the curve of her back, tracing it down between her shoulderblades and ending at the generous curve of her ass.
Mab had a great ass.
He wondered vaguely why he hadn't noticed before. Maybe because Mab's manner didn't particularly invite lingering looks at her figure -- at least not if one wanted to leave the conversation in one piece.
But that wasn't the only part of her that now looked rather inviting. Heiji reached up to cup her right breast, kneading it, rubbing the calloused edge of his thumb firmly up against the little nub of her nipple to draw it erect. If it had been in question, he was not particularly shy in bed.
He might come off a little playfully naïve sometimes but Heiji was still a fae with quite a lot of life experience and when he buckled down, he was good at this. His hands moved with self assuredness of someone who knew what they liked and wasn't afraid to enjoy those things. Her teeth nipped at his tongue and she sat up a little, smiling down at him with a heated look as he drew shivers of pleasure like a livewire at her breast. Her hips rolled once then again against his and she spread both hands flat on his belly, nails dragging lightly against the skin, her hair falling over her shoulders and slipping softly next to her hands in direct contradiction as her hands slid slowly back up to his chest. She couldn't see his ass just now for admiring but he was just the right amount of lean, that dusky skin drawing her eyes in appreciation. Heiji was nice to look at and even more nice to touch.
Then she leaned down again and nuzzled her lips against the hollow of his neck, just behind his ear, trailing down toward his pulse her tongue lathed and then sharp teeth grazed that softer skin before her breath cooled the irritation.
Mab had made good on her earlier promise, it seemed. Heiji tilted his head a little, the better to feel the small, shivery pleasure that came with the touch of Mab's lips -- and the electric tension he felt with her teeth against his skin. His instincts were in conflict, simultaneously urging him on and warning that to proceed was to be expose himself, to allow another predator the opportunity to strike at him at his most vulnerable.
With a snarl that he most decidedly did not trot out for his trysts with human partners, he flipped her, using his weight to press Mab's back firmly to the bed as he lined up their hips and slid into her in one fluid motion.
His energy seemed to amp up when her teeth grazed his skin and she could feel his pulse jump. Then he was snarling and she made a delighted noise as he shifted his hips, knocking her sideways and diving into her with such wild abandon it made her suck in a breath and her entire body arched up to meet him where he wasn't actively holding her down. Her eyes almost glowed as she looked up at him. This was a side of Heiji she could stand to see a little more of. It was as much him filling her as that expression, the snarl and the pure forcefulness of his actions that sent a thrill of excitement through her.
Mab curled one leg up over his hip and yanked him down even farther, luxuriating for a moment. One hand lifted to run her fingers up over his shoulder and then she shifted and gave him room to move, loosening her leg's tension around his hips. "Now." And it might have come out sounding like an order though she'd also meant it as encouragement. She might have gotten a little carried away and forgotten how poorly he'd reacted to orders before but he wasn't the only one letting instinct take over a little.
The arch of her body was like a bow drawn taut, beautiful in that brief moment of stillness; Heiji drank it in, allowing her to draw him in closer. That one encouragement was all he needed. He seemed not to realize it was also an order: in this undertaking at least, their desires seemed to be one and the same.
He drove into her forcefully, enjoying the hot, slick welcome of her body as he rolled his hips up against hers. But even in his heightened state of instinct, he sought mutual pleasure. His hands sought over her body -- touching and teasing as he noted every tiny reaction, every little exhalation that might signal a favorite spot or touch.
The motions of his hips started a low thrum through her with each thrust of his hardness filling her hips meeting with a raw impact, like the baseline of a song, her control slipped a little and flurries of snow swirled around them without ever seeming to fall on the actual bed. She responded with abandon, body rising to meet his, his touches adding a melody line. Her breath came out in a cloud of cool air and her nails bit into his shoulder as he found a nice spot. It was difficult to reach him and return the touches but she licked her lips and looked up at him with eyes half lidded with lust. "Yes." She murmured, and then her own voice a purr of delight, "More." That leg slid down his hips and the curve of calf pressed down his thigh before she slid it back up and encouraged him to be faster, harder, his heat filling that space in winter that was always hungry for warmth and closeness.
He was aware that this was indulging a part of himself that he tried not to cultivate. That it was unwise for a great many reasons, only one of which was that it changed the rules of engagement between himself and the cryptic winter fae whose breasts he was currently fondling.
But lust was an excellent name for the inner heat that goaded him onward and drove all thoughts of hesitation from his mind. The snow did nothing to quench it, not with Mab purring her approval with eyes half-open. He gave her ass a quick squeeze. "Brace yourself, then," he said with a smile that spoke more of wickedness than friendship, and applied himself to do just as she'd bid.
His thrusts were hard and true, surer than any human's; he gripped Mab's hips with both hands to keep her from moving with the force of them -- and to draw her more closely against him to meet each stroke. The strike of her skin against his was exquisite, maddening.
Bringing out the baser desires was something Mab was actually naturally inclined to do. One of her hands left him to brace against the headboard so he wouldn't have to be as careful, her hand slid down as he pulled back to aid his thrusting and she could no longer comfortably reach him. His smile going wicked sent another spike of arousal through her and her body clenched around him even more tightly with it. And she answered it with her own.
Her feet flattened on the bed to stabilize herself as well and it let her lift her hips to help him get a better angle, aiding his grip. Her body moved in a sinuous motion as her breath came quicker. She could feel herself getting close to the tipping point, lips parting from the smile so she could sigh out encouraging sounds of desire.
It was the sounds she made -- the quickening of her breath, the breathy tone of her voice -- that Heiji enjoyed the most. But now that he thought of it, why should she have to waste one hand to be careful of the headboard? He had a better solution.
With a murmured warning and a moment's adjustment, he lifted Mab, sitting up so that she could ride his hips while he thrust up into her from below. With another partner, the shift might have been awkward, but Heiji had strength and grace to spare. And besides, this way left both of Mab's hands free to do with as she pleased.
He could feel himself draw close to the edge as Mab did, as he felt her body tighten around his. His manner now was aggressive, even possessive; should anyone have interrupted now, they might have had their throat torn out without so much as a second thought.
His strength was enough that with a curl of her spine she found herself up in his lap, her knees braced on either side of him and she could suddenly even help with the thrusting a bit. "Much better." It came out pleased, if a little breathless and one hand slid against the back of his waist to clench her fingers against his ass with force. Her other hand lifted, tweaking his nipple, then rolling it against his chest before sliding up his neck to cup her fingers gently at the base of his hairline. Her arm fell back over his shoulder like a lariat so she could nip at the juncture between shoulder and neck then suck against the skin, hair falling around them both, the soft brush like silk against their bodies.
He held her tighter and as they both reached the breaking point she found herself biting down on that soft skin, not breaking it but coming close as her body tumbled over into orgasm, clenching around him in waves, her nails dragging across scalp with icy trails left behind, even against his skin her cry of release was just barely muffled.
Mab wasn't the only one voicing her pleasure. By the time he realized that fire in his shoulder was her biting down on him, Heiji was already too far gone to recall clearly who had reached that cresting wave first. What he would remember was that tangle of limbs, the feeling of being buried deep inside her when he came. Winter might well crave warmth, but he was more than willing at present to give it.
Even when their breath had slowed a little, the heat remained. Voicelessly, he stroked the underside of her chin with his fingertips -- all the better to coax her into another round.
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Date: 2015-07-29 11:44 pm (UTC)Smoothly, he stood to return the favor. His hands he slid behind his back, undoing the knot of his colored obi in a soft whisper of cloth. Heiji used his teeth to hold the end as he unraveled the fastening: not strictly necessary, but done since Mab seemed to want a show.
Heiji shrugged his shoulders, letting the yukata slip from them as easily as she had her dress. As one might expect, he was tall and leanly muscled. His skin was mostly smooth, though here and there were reminders of past confrontations. A gunpowder burn, a scar from years earlier, when he'd taken a bullet to the abdomen.
Maybe he could have gotten rid of them with magic, if he'd wanted. But he preferred to remember.
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Date: 2015-07-30 04:46 am (UTC)She lifted her eyes again to his and smiled. Not at all disappointed he decided for whatever reason to indulge tonight. Hand splaying across his stomach she moved to push him backward toward the bed clearly intending to shove him onto it, something hungry in her expression. When Mab was in the mood, it rolled off her in waves and right now she was very in the mood.
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Date: 2015-07-30 05:15 am (UTC)If he wanted, he could have resisted... but he was very much not interested in slowing things down. Heiji fell back onto the bed, pulling her on top of him with a secret little smile of his own. Mab seemed like the kind to enjoy this particular angle, and he certainly didn't mind the view.
Once she was in reach, he'd pull her in for a kiss. Usually, he started off gentle, adjusting if his partner liked a rougher approach. In this case, however, he let some of his own hunger take over. After all, she'd started it. His free hand curled over the curve of her hip; he ran his thumb down along the hollow of the bone there. Exploring.
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Date: 2015-07-30 08:05 am (UTC)One hand lifted to bury her fingers in his hair, nails slipping against his scalp and she enjoyed the feel of his teeth and tongue against her own. His mouth was as warm as the rest of him and it radiated off of him. Her own body was not abnormally warm but despite the frost forming at the edges of the room as she let go a bit, her body remained warm to the touch. After an eternity of learning his mouth she adjusted so that she could fit her hand between them hand running from his collar down one side of his chest in a slow, almost methodical exploration of his body.
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Date: 2015-07-31 01:02 am (UTC)Mab had a great ass.
He wondered vaguely why he hadn't noticed before. Maybe because Mab's manner didn't particularly invite lingering looks at her figure -- at least not if one wanted to leave the conversation in one piece.
But that wasn't the only part of her that now looked rather inviting. Heiji reached up to cup her right breast, kneading it, rubbing the calloused edge of his thumb firmly up against the little nub of her nipple to draw it erect. If it had been in question, he was not particularly shy in bed.
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Date: 2015-07-31 06:44 am (UTC)Then she leaned down again and nuzzled her lips against the hollow of his neck, just behind his ear, trailing down toward his pulse her tongue lathed and then sharp teeth grazed that softer skin before her breath cooled the irritation.
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Date: 2015-08-01 12:38 am (UTC)With a snarl that he most decidedly did not trot out for his trysts with human partners, he flipped her, using his weight to press Mab's back firmly to the bed as he lined up their hips and slid into her in one fluid motion.
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Date: 2015-08-01 05:23 am (UTC)Mab curled one leg up over his hip and yanked him down even farther, luxuriating for a moment. One hand lifted to run her fingers up over his shoulder and then she shifted and gave him room to move, loosening her leg's tension around his hips. "Now." And it might have come out sounding like an order though she'd also meant it as encouragement. She might have gotten a little carried away and forgotten how poorly he'd reacted to orders before but he wasn't the only one letting instinct take over a little.
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Date: 2015-08-01 05:46 am (UTC)He drove into her forcefully, enjoying the hot, slick welcome of her body as he rolled his hips up against hers. But even in his heightened state of instinct, he sought mutual pleasure. His hands sought over her body -- touching and teasing as he noted every tiny reaction, every little exhalation that might signal a favorite spot or touch.
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Date: 2015-08-01 07:23 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2015-08-01 05:25 pm (UTC)But lust was an excellent name for the inner heat that goaded him onward and drove all thoughts of hesitation from his mind. The snow did nothing to quench it, not with Mab purring her approval with eyes half-open. He gave her ass a quick squeeze. "Brace yourself, then," he said with a smile that spoke more of wickedness than friendship, and applied himself to do just as she'd bid.
His thrusts were hard and true, surer than any human's; he gripped Mab's hips with both hands to keep her from moving with the force of them -- and to draw her more closely against him to meet each stroke. The strike of her skin against his was exquisite, maddening.
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Date: 2015-08-01 08:17 pm (UTC)Her feet flattened on the bed to stabilize herself as well and it let her lift her hips to help him get a better angle, aiding his grip. Her body moved in a sinuous motion as her breath came quicker. She could feel herself getting close to the tipping point, lips parting from the smile so she could sigh out encouraging sounds of desire.
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Date: 2015-08-01 09:05 pm (UTC)With a murmured warning and a moment's adjustment, he lifted Mab, sitting up so that she could ride his hips while he thrust up into her from below. With another partner, the shift might have been awkward, but Heiji had strength and grace to spare. And besides, this way left both of Mab's hands free to do with as she pleased.
He could feel himself draw close to the edge as Mab did, as he felt her body tighten around his. His manner now was aggressive, even possessive; should anyone have interrupted now, they might have had their throat torn out without so much as a second thought.
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Date: 2015-08-02 05:19 am (UTC)He held her tighter and as they both reached the breaking point she found herself biting down on that soft skin, not breaking it but coming close as her body tumbled over into orgasm, clenching around him in waves, her nails dragging across scalp with icy trails left behind, even against his skin her cry of release was just barely muffled.
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Date: 2015-08-02 05:32 am (UTC)Even when their breath had slowed a little, the heat remained. Voicelessly, he stroked the underside of her chin with his fingertips -- all the better to coax her into another round.
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Date: 2015-08-02 06:01 am (UTC)