Restoring calm (rp for [livejournal.com profile] dealing_death)

Jan. 31st, 2010 10:01 am
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Takes place after this.

The second he got home, Tommy went to the bathroom, vomited, and got in the shower.

There was a sense of deja-vu as he stood beneath the warm spray of water, a memory coming to him unbidden of the first time he'd nearly lost his life to evil. He'd been patrolling the streets again, and come home a broken mess. Beneath the water, he'd let power heal him for the first time as he mulled over that fight...then was foolish enough to get jumped by a group of human servants that had broken into his home.

He felt that same energy now, wondering if he'd done the right thing by Selene in dealing with Tristan as he had. The heat of the water rolled off of him along with the dark energy that slid from his skin like oil with every passing moment. He wondered if this was the way to begin before he had any real power of his own to claim.

The question answered itself in his own head before he could give it much consideration: he already had all the power he needed.

He remembered the way she'd touched his face...how he'd only lied to Tristan just a little.

It was less jealousy and more his own insecurity, he knew, that bothered him about that brief moment. Even now, what he knew of her history with Tristan and others was murky at best, but he preferred it that way unless she felt the need to share with him. But Tristan was powerful...he was rich, he was a man from Selene's world of experience. He could probably give her things Tommy never could.

If he was even remotely human, at any rate.

That was another fact to consider, how well he'd held up beneath the strain of his energy, but his thoughts were interrupted then by the soft sound of the bathroom door opening and closing again. Frowning, he tugged the shower curtain aside just enough to see her standing there, watching him with her back against the door.

He knew, without question, that he'd never seen a more beautiful woman...that he'd never be truly worthy of having her with him.

Smiling, he leaned out just a little further and playfully shook his head, spraying just a little water everywhere.

"Don't just stand there, babe...either come in or start talkin'." he teased. "C'mon, seriously, what's up?"
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Date: 2010-01-31 06:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] magic-fratboy.livejournal.com
When understanding touched his face, it touched it with rage, and he was grateful she was behind him for reasons of his own. Laying a hand over hers as she held him, he took a moment to calm his temper. It wasn't her fault, he knew already this situation was nothing she'd created.

And if there was a way out, she'd have found it...unless she was too tightly bound to do so.

Ducking his head beneath the spray to slick his hair off his face, he turned in her arms and caught her chin, lifting her gaze to his. This time he had his composure, features touched with concern and a more manageable amount of anger.

"Can this bond be broken? Is there a way...something we can do?"
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Date: 2010-01-31 07:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] magic-fratboy.livejournal.com
"Yeah, well...wasn't going for sexy, I was supposed to be scary." he quipped with a half-smile of his own as he lowered his gaze bashfully for just a moment. He had to bite his tongue as her fingers danced over his skin...there was something about the way she touched him when she did stuff like that, like a blind woman trying to memorize something visual in a tactile fashion.

With wet hands, he swept her hair back from her face, dampening the dark strands as he gazed down at her, pulling her body flush with his. He loved the way they fit together, every plane and curve finding its match...

Bending down, he kissed her slowly, tightening his hold on her.

"So...let's talk 'bout this later." he murmured against her lips with a grin. "We got better things to be doin'...like gettin' dirty 'fore we get clean, ya know?"
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Date: 2010-01-31 11:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] magic-fratboy.livejournal.com
His smile grew at her soft command, but his hands never moved as she found an invisible boost to lift her off her feet, legs wrapping securely around his waist. The sight of her smile, that private and happy little upturn...just like the one he'd seen yesterday...

You'll have power enough to finish him. You just need time.

The thought did wonders for his patience, easing the momentary disquiet as he pressed his face to her neck and breathed her in, the sweet scent of damp skin, perfume, and that underlying touch of something other that was both death and purely Selene.

Turning, he pressed her back gently against the tile wall and nipped at the soft skin of her throat, trailing down to her collarbone as one hand slid down the side of her face and over her shoulder before palming her breast, gently kneading the soft flesh as he pinned her there with hips and body.
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Date: 2010-02-02 07:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] magic-fratboy.livejournal.com
The conversation was new, but Tommy found he liked it. He liked anything that drew them closer, made them feel more as if their lives had been entwined from the start. To make love to her and talk, working through a problem even as they worked each other to climax...there was a deep-seated intimacy there that did more to comfort him than the fierce kiss or the way she wrapped herself around him.

Neither one of those things, however, hurt even a little bit.

He gave the question honest thought as he broke the kiss for a ragged gasp of air. He knew it wasn't possible to do, and yet...

"I can't do that." he panted, dropping his forehead to rest against her chest for a moment before kissing the upper swell of one breast. "I can't...alter your memory. But...I could do something. Stronger than what he did, we'd be bound for the rest of our lives and...we couldn't break it...if you got sick of me."

He punctuated his words with nips, kisses, and slow, warm sweeps of his tongue as he took her breast into his mouth for several long moments before lifting his head again, just a little, letting his breath feather warmly over the wet skin of the other as he spoke.

"It's a ritual...and it's dangerous...but our bond would be stronger than his. We could do it, if you're willing."
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Date: 2010-02-02 11:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] magic-fratboy.livejournal.com
He lost the ability to think as she drew him into her body, sheathing him in her silken heat, filling him with a warmth that had nothing to do with lust and everything to do with the bond they already shared. He had her heart, he could feel it beating in his chest, the same as his beat in hers. That much they now shared, bound by the feelings that made her a source of power for him.

With a hand on her hip, gripping tight enough to bruise on a mortal woman, he held her still as he began to move, slow thrusts so he could her her moan and whimper, listen to her voice crack and go breathless as she talked. He wanted to see how far he could take her before he pushed her off the edge of sanity, how carefully he could balance her on that razor's edge before she shattered.

At the same time, he had to tell her.

"It could...kill us both." he breathed against her neck, nipping at her skin as he spoke. "It could do worse...than kill me...Jesus, you feel good...if you do this, you'd change, Selene."

Lifting his head, he met her gaze, watched her as he moved inside her.

"Vampire, avatar...we'd take pieces of each other. I'd have...to sacrifice myself to do it. Lay down...my life. I know you love me, babe...but do you love me enough...to lemme go?"
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Date: 2010-02-03 06:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] magic-fratboy.livejournal.com
Taking her face in one hand, he eased her head back against the tile to watch her as he moved inside of her, as she slid closer and closer to the brink, watching her after her agreement to the ritual. Deep in the back of his mind, hazy with lust and clouded by the distance of time, he remembered standing in her place, consumed and lonely and furious with forces he had no business messing with. The bravest and the strongest of them, the king of the gods raining down his fury on the most innocent of victims, creating life just to punish a people that had never even asked for what they got...

Kissing her, he quickened his pace and made the decision in his own mind and heart, tilting his hips at just the right angle and nipping sharply at her lip with just the right amount of force, the perfect sting to push her over that line and into ecstasy. The choice should have been harder...all of them should have been harder. Marrying her, binding himself to her...hell, he hadn't even bound himself to Bess, but he hadn't known well enough that time. The world hadn't needed a god like this, they'd been content with mere legend instead.

"C'mon," he breathed against her lips, his pulse quickening and his skin flushing as she drew him closer and closer the nearer she drew to her own climax, "c'mon...come for me, babe...come for me..."

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