auryn (
do_what_thou_wilt) wrote2015-12-31 03:25 pm
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[for lily, dated to...???]
Auryn isn't quite comfortable enough to take down the wards around his home in the woods, but he finds himself less uncomfortable than he expects reworking the spell to let someone in.
Normally, he'd need something of Lily's; a trinket or a piece of clothing: blood is best for a come-and-go-as-you-please sort of spell. But these wards won't harm or bounce someone away, just obscure a little, and they're not hard knots to break. So he finds himself working a pun into the magic, and a description, with wormwood to burn, and a bit of an intimate knowledge of the subject.
He sits on the front steps, curious and anticipating.
Normally, he'd need something of Lily's; a trinket or a piece of clothing: blood is best for a come-and-go-as-you-please sort of spell. But these wards won't harm or bounce someone away, just obscure a little, and they're not hard knots to break. So he finds himself working a pun into the magic, and a description, with wormwood to burn, and a bit of an intimate knowledge of the subject.
He sits on the front steps, curious and anticipating.
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She was wearing a nice long trenchcoat and not a lot underneath. Short skirt, halter top, no bra, and lacy underthings. She honestly didn't expect to be wearing any of it for long, but she always tried to dress to impress.
"Have you been waiting long?" Part of her almost wished he had, anticipation did wonderful things.
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Auryn stands in one movement, and closes the space between them with a smile, stepping into her space. "Just a little while." He tips his head up. "Did you have any trouble getting here?"
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She didn't flinch or step away when he closed in. If anything, she leaned even closer. "Not in the least, I have an excellent memory." And was looking to make a few more if he was in the mood, and based on their earlier conversation, he certainly seemed to be. "I like being able to find you."
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He laughs, an exhalation that turns into a sigh as she bites at his neck. Lily's humming; he can feel the energy spin out from her a little, but it feels good and turnabout's fair play, after all. Her lips on his skin feel amazing, his nerves reaching out for the sensation. Auryn feels greedy for more, and slips his hand down along the curve of her ass to tug her up against him, nudging her up to catch her in a more heated kiss, tangling his free hand in her hair.
"We should -- go in," he suggests, "unless you have more public plans." Only a little public. Last time, she'd seen in person the way that the wards make his house extremely easy to overlook if he hasn't yet invited someone. It's not a terrible idea, though right now almost any surface seems pretty positive.
[ooc: this is BEYOND late, totally cool if you want to play or not]
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A low chuckle escaped her throat as she gave him another quick kiss, "Baby, I've never been shy, but this is your booty call so we can play this however you want." Lily pulled away a little, turning for the door and starting to undo the coat she was wearing.
[No probs! Lily needs a little sexy-time]
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Auryn laughs at this being his booty call. Well, it is, even if he wouldn't call it that. Lily's sexy, obviously, but her playful, bold attitude is a turnon as well, and he thinks, fuck it. The wards are there for a reason and anyway, if someone stumbles upon a witch and a siren at play in the woods, they'll be upholding some fun stereotypes.
"I want you," he says, directly, reaching to tug her back, impatient. "Here." She's undone her coat, and he realizes how little she's wearing under the coat with a blink of pleased surprise. Auryn reaches to coax it off her shoulders, running his free hand down over her, lingering to palm over her breast, just thin fabric between them.
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That was a very good decision and Lily leaned against the doorframe as she tossed the coat aside. She didn't really need it and it was just getting in the way. Stretching her arms over her head, she arched a bit into his touch, letting him take his time to see what was on the menu tonight before she slowly dropped them, sliding her fingertips down his chest again before gripping the waistband of his pants, tugging him close again as she shivered in the cool air.
Granted, the shiver had little to do with the air and more to do with the warmth on her breast and under her palms as she began to undo his clothing enough to slip her own hand inside. "I take it you like the outfit?" He was close enough to whisper to and she let her lips brush against his as she spoke, "I thought about wearing nothing, but some gifts are worth unwrapping first, don't you think?"