Jono's Corner of 616, Tuesday Fandom Time

[trigons_child]

Raven had spent several days in the form of her namesake, mostly keeping out of Joni's reach (the one time she'd let her guard down had resulted in a pounce attack and feathers flying about the room) and munching on the berries and nuts Jono thoughtfully provided (though she had the strangest craving for roadkill, which she was not going to think too hard about later). But she was restless due to being confined inside. Flapping about the room just wasn't enough to really stretch her wings.

So she was going to take it out on Jono by constantly getting her beak and wings into whatever he was doing. Caw! Pay attention to her!


[ooc: Aaaaand heading into NWS territory, la.]

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[trigons_child]

"And I would encourage such a habit," Raven said. "In any way I can." She threaded fingers through his hair, then slid her hands down his back again until she reached his hips.

She gave him a look that was somehow both shy and devilish at the same time and slipped one hand between their bodies, wrapping her fingers around him.

[furnaceface]

//Oh.// Why yes, that was, in fact, an 'oh' of absolute approval. It had been a while since Jono had been touched that way by anyone but himself (he was on fire, not dead, thank you), and in the wake of what he'd just done to her, feeling the psionic and empathic feedback of Raven's own climax, this was...

... Well, if it was somehow still a surprise, it was certainly a pleasant one.

//H'llo there, Sunshine.//

[trigons_child]

"I am being terribly greedy," Raven said, and there was little remorse about it in her voice. She was entitled to be, she decided. Even if it hadn't been nearly as long for her as for Jono. "I want you to make love to me. Please."

Her touch was feather-light as she stroked him, teasing for the moment.

[furnaceface]

Oh, and what a tease she was, between her words and her fingers. His hands moved up her sides, tracing light, lingering patterns right up to her shoulders before moving down again, to pay some attention to her breasts. Her breasts had been woefully ignored so far. It was practically criminal to think, wasn't it?

//Good,// he murmured, sending one deliberate, slow, reverent sort of kiss to one of those breasts, and then to the next. //I was really rather hoping you would.//

[trigons_child]

Her breasts certainly agreed, what with the way she was arching up into his touch, and the soft little sighs that came from her throat at his kisses. They were happy to get some attention and would not be disappointed were it to continue.

She sent him more kisses and a nibble at his throat. "Then what are you waiting for?" she said. Oh, wait, before they went much further.... "Do you have...?" Her cheeks pinked up and she bit her lip, feeling a little silly she couldn't just say it.

[furnaceface]

Jono didn't project it out as part of his psionic voice, but as he looked at her face and saw the blush that was quickly taking over, he wasn't going to hide the fact that he was chuckling at heart, either.

Too adorable.

//Of course, Sunshine,// he murmured, sorry that he couldn't develop a spontaneous secondary mutation that would let him command the drawer open with his brain and then rummage through it for him. Or at least one to grow him another arm. He didn't particularly want to stop doing what he was doing, either.

Still, a moment later, he was easing back so that he could go rummaging for one of the condom packets at the bottom of the mess in his nightstand drawer.

[trigons_child]

It was good he had some on hand, since Raven hadn't exactly taken time to pack anything before rushing over to Jono's world. Though she had picked up a box or two from 'Dite's that promised interesting things...but those would be for another time.

She made a little whine of protest when he pulled away, necessary as it was. She'd pushed herself back up when he returned so that she could take the condom packet from him. "I assume you will wish my help with that," she said teasingly. She would've been disappointed if he didn't.

[furnaceface]

//I had to go and get it,// Jono reasoned, lightly. //It is your turn now, I think.//

Yes. Her turn to do condom things.

//Besides, it'd hardly be any fun if I had to sit here and do it myself, would it?//

That's better.

[trigons_child]

She kept her eyes locked on his, giving him her best "sultry" (don't laugh, Jono, you'll make her pout) as she caught one corner of the packet in her teeth and jerked her head to one side to rip it open. After she'd slipped the condom out and tossed the packet aside, she drew one finger down the middle of his chest, making him feel the scratch of her nail there, until she reached his groin. Then her touch was gentler as she rolled the condom down and circled her hand around him.

Lifting her gaze again, she said (still with the sultry), "I want you."

[furnaceface]

While 'sultry' was perhaps not the first thing that leapt to mind when Jono thought of Raven, he couldn't deny that it was a good look on her, either. No laughing, especially once she added the feel of her fingernail running down his chest. And once she had her hand on him again, there was absolutely no chance that laughing would even cross his mind.

//That so...?// Return-sultry was difficult to manage when your voice was barely an echo, but Jon was going to give it his best bloody effort, running his hands up over her shoulders again. //That works out... rather nicely.//

Somewhere on the floor, Joni was now batting the condom packet around like a shiny new toy. Such were the perils of pet ownership, but so long as she was down there doing her own thing and not up on the bed, Jono wasn't terribly concerned.

[trigons_child]

Raven leaned in to him, wrapping her free arm around his neck as she pressed her lips against the leather and sent him another of those hungry kisses. She began to sink back down on the bed, tugging him with her. Her hips rose up, and she eased her hand away.

"I am yours," she whispered, sending him the strength of her love and desire.

[furnaceface]

//Mine,// he agreed, basking in the feelings that she was sending his way. To be loved... To be wanted. He was going to hold on to that. Keep it tucked away in the place of his heart and just let it linger. //Yours.//

As he crouched over her, sending her more kisses, he let his own love and desire sit wide-open for her to drink in, too.

His hips moved to meet hers, and a whole new level of appreciation settled in with the feelings that he was sharing as he pushed up against her. He was going to take this slowly, take her slowly. This didn't happen nearly often enough, these days, and he was fully intending to savour it.

[trigons_child]

She drew in a breath as she felt him press into her, then let it out with a whimpering little sigh. Slow was fine with her; she wanted this to last as long as possible. To be like this, joined in body and emotion, this was heaven.

She wound her other arm around his neck, fingers tangled in his hair. She didn't speak, just sent out a single thought: yes....

[furnaceface]

And that was a thought that he couldn't possibly agree with more. Yes. Yes, this. Yes, her. Yes, them, together, wrapped up in one another, whole.

He rocked his body against her, still slow, still savouring. There was plenty of time to get swept away, and that would happen soon enough. For time time being, yes, yes with equally slow kisses, with fingers showing their appreciation for her by drifting slowly over her skin.

[trigons_child]

Raven moved with him, matching his slow pace. She sent kisses to his mouth, his neck, anywhere her lips could reach, and then some even where she couldn't. Her hands moved up and down his back, alternating caresses with scratches so he wouldn't know what to expect.

Her thighs squeezed against his hips, and she let out a soft moan of his name. "Oh, Jono."

[furnaceface]

Scratches, caresses. It was all the same. All touch, all Raven's hands, moving through his wrappings though they were. All Raven, tightening against him, breathing his name, warm and real and alive underneath him, making him forget all over again that he was anything but whole.

The kisses that he was sending her way were alternating now with nibbles, careful nips and gentle bites along her throat, her shoulders, each one carrying no small amount of appreciation along with it.

[Sorry this took so long. Mondays are apparently soul-eating.]

[trigons_child]

The bites at her neck made her shiver, her breath catching in her throat as her body strained against his. Her nails dug into his shoulders, and she turned her head as if to give him easier access. Yes, your girlfriend did have a neck-biting kink, Jono, if you hadn't noticed.

With her shields down, she could feel the emotions of almost everyone in the mansion, but they seemed so faint and far away. All that mattered was Jono and her love and his. She was drowning in it, and she'd never felt happier.


[*hugs* No worries, I totes get it. I'm stoned on cold medicine so I'm sloooooooow too, because typing more than two coherent sentences is HARD. :) ]

[furnaceface]

Well, so long as the both of their kinks were being entertained, who was Jono to argue? He pushed his shoulders up against her nails, because hell yes, and continued sending those thoughts, those bites, to her throat, each one growing a little more fervent, a little more hungry than the last.

Which, really, went rather well with the way that slow rhythm that they had set was starting to pick up, starting to grow a little more desperate.

Something about fingernails, damn it...

[trigons_child]

Raven was rapidly losing the ability to form coherent words and instead just let out soft little cries and moans. Her hips rose up faster and faster, and her nails dug in harder, though her movements were becoming a little less "matching his rhythm" and a little more frenzied.

She may not have been able to speak, but she could still project her feelings outward, a dizzying vortex of love and want and need and yes.

[furnaceface]

She was going to sweep him away in those feelings all over again. Which suited him just fine, because he was feeling quite the same way. Love want need yes, cycling around and around until it was just one bundle of emotion all wrapped up in itself, driving him on alongside the sounds she was making and her nails in his shoulders, hard enough to be felt though his wrappings.

The bites and kisses that he'd been sending started to grow a little more erratic as the rhythm they'd been setting shifted into something more hungry than anything else, something that screamed that if they stopped moving now he was pretty sure that he'd die, and if they kept going, odds were he'd die regardless and he was completely okay with that.

[trigons_child]

Raven felt like she was floating, adrift on a crashing sea of sensations, the physical of his body moving into hers and the bites and kisses, and the emotional whirlwind of love and desire. She was quite happy to drown in it.

Her breath caught in her throat as she felt herself teetering on the edge of absolute bliss. She almost wanted to fight it, just wanting to stay like this forever. But the tide was too strong, and with a soft cry, she started to fall.

[furnaceface]

And if she was falling, she was pulling Jono down with her, until it felt like the whole world was crashing down around him, turning inside-out and upside-down and ripping through like a wildfire.

Not a literal wildfire. That would have been a bad way to end the evening.

But as it stood, with the way his hands were going white-knuckled in the bedsheets and his shoulders were tensing and his back was arching, Jono wouldn't have been able to tell the difference at quite that moment anyhow.

[trigons_child]

Raven pressed up against him, nails leaving scars in his leather as she tensed and shuddered. Then she sank back down, her grip relaxing but not letting go. Not ever letting go.

Her chest was heaving, and her breath came in short shallow pants. She felt even more of a euphoric high that she did after healing, and she gave Jono a blissful smile, still basking in the heat of the emotions.

"I love you," she whispered.

[furnaceface]

//Love you, too,// Jono replied, his voice still hazy while the last of the firework sparks drifted down through his mind. He was going to have to move around. Relocate a little bit in a while, if only to peel off the rubber and just settle up against her, but right now, this seemed like a good place to be. Still a good place to be. //So bloody beautiful...//

How the hell was he so lucky?

[trigons_child]

He didn't have to move just yet. She didn't want him to. She was absolutely content to lay there beneath him for a little while, their bodies still joined, her arms around his neck as she sent him soft, lazy kisses.

"I am so lucky," she said, moving one hand to let her fingers brush against his cheek. "So very lucky. I am blessed."