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[post-canon] outside a war is waging

tell me everything that happened,
tell me everything you saw.
did you see the closing window,
did you hear the slamming door?

they had lights inside their eyes
they moved forward and my heart died
please, please tell me what they looked like,
did they seem afraid of you?

they were kids that I once knew.

( in the aftermath of cassie and jonas' deaths, and nate's flight back into the timestream, the young avengers have disbanded.
but life goes on and the only thing anyone can do is cope. )

xxx

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[ She arches up towards him, part-encouragement, part-godfeelssogood. She threads her fingers through his hair, one thumb tracing the curve of his ear as she shifts beneath him that leads into a trick she learned somewhere but she's not telling.

And then whoops, the tables have turned and Kate's straddling his stomach, her head bent so that she's reciprocating what he just did for her. ]

Help me [ nip ] get out of [ slow, potentially torturous lick around his nipple ] this shirt.

[You'd think being a speedster would help him from being able to see these sorts of things and stop them from happening, but he's too distracted in what he's doing to notice when Kate flips him. He looks disoriented for a moment, and looks up at her, his sin getting a brighter shade of pink, trying to catch his breath.

The licking and biting wasn't help and Tommy has to bite back an embarrassing noise, arching up against Kate's mouth. God this is the best idea in the world.]

--Yeah, okay. Just. [he reaches his hands forward and pulls the shirt up and over her head, throwing it to one side, leaning back so he can properly look at her, hands going to her hips.]

Fuck.

[ This is Kate smiling against your mouth again, Tommy. ]

In a little bit, yes, we'll get to that. [ Kate leans down and presses down against him, hands ghosting along Tommy's arms until she twines their fingers together. She's making a move to pin his hands on either side of his head while her mouth moves from his to that little hollow at the base of his throat.

She's not one to play nice. ]

[What she says makes him smirk. Oh god, this is really happening isn't it?

He's pretty much putty in her hands and lets her move him wherever she wants. He is a little miffed he didn't get to focus his attention on her a little more, but hey, he's not about to complain.

He draws in a shaky breath when she kisses that spot, his body arching up against hers and his hands finding their way into the back of her pants so he could grab that fine ass of hers and help in the grinding.]

[ She lets him guide her, palms sliding down to his forearms while her teeth nip at his neck, the lobe of his ear.

And then she sits up, shaking her hair back, hips rolling over his as her fingers skim his wrists, feather-light.

There's something she wants to say, and its on the very tip of her tongue but she swallows it down and instead bites her lip as her eyes meet Tommy's. ]

[He arches his hips up as she rolls hers against his, his head dipping back against the mattress as he hisses in a breath to stop himself from making too much of a noise. He looks up at her, eyes half lidded, and licks his lips, one of his hands moving around to the front of her panties, thumb brushing against her hip bone before his fingers edge closer to her inner thigh, bright eyes watching her expression. He's slow, teasing almost, and he draws his finger close before withdrawing, and pulling at the strap against her legs, under her pajamas, with impatience. He's smirking though, obviously enjoying the teasing.

He almost thinks about asking her what she was going to say--because she sure looked like she was about to--but he thought better of it, not wanting to ruin the moment.]

These should come off too. I'm kinda ahead of you in nakedness.

[ This is play, as much as it is anything else. That's part of the thrill of it.

Kate leans back down, her mouth brushing against Tommy's as her hands fall over his, guiding them, offering him control over the situation.

She's reluctant to admit just how out of practice she feels. The last thing she wants to do is to somehow come off too strong because here, she feels a little out of her depth, maybe a little off balance -- not, that she would ever say any of that out loud. ]

Do you hear me complaining about the eye-candy? Nope, no complaints here. [ She's smiling against his mouth, maybe catching his lower lip playfully between her teeth, but her fingers do seek out the spaces between his and when they do, she tugs at his hand, leading him to touch her, to maybe pick up where they'd initially left off. ]

[The lip catching only makes Tommy lean up and kiss her deeply, forgetting precsiely what his hands are doing right now. He still can't quite believe this is happening. For all his flirting and teasing, he never thought Kate would actually get into bed with him--let alone let him have sex with her. It's more amazing than any fantasy could have offered.

He pulls back from the kiss only to take a breath and to smirk up at her, and he lets his hands slip under her underwear, being guided by Kate's hands, and moves his fingers between her folds, unable to stop himself from arching his hips up against this. Okay, this is a bit more complex with the underwear but he could work around it, his spare hand tugging it down a little to make things easier.]

Yeah but if we took off more, there'd be more eyecandy. [he draws his finger up and rubs a thumb against her clit lightly, watching her reaction.] Just saying.

[ Kate hisses, hips rolling forward so that she rubs herself up more against Tommy's hand. Her free hand's fingers curl on the sheets and she laughs, low and breathless. ]

God, Tommy. Just. Yes. Okay. Go.

[ She's trying not to think about the way she's trembling, because when she checks herself, it's not a bad kind of trembling. Nerves, yes. But good ones. The kind that come from weeks of spending time with Tommy, of wondering what it would be like if she let him in and let herself go. ]

[Tommy has to hiss in a light breath when she does, rubbing his thumb with a bit more force, his other fingers teasing her with light touches everywhere else. He does very little in actual way of touching at first, because hey, he's all about teasing and turning a lady on before actually giving them what they want. He finds it's better that way.

When she gives him the go ahead, Tommy sits up, so that Kate was still in his lap and meets her halfway, kissing her as he withdraws his hand from her pants and tugs at her underwear, fumbling to pull it down off her legs in a way that's probably a bit too awkward to properly do it, but he really doesn't want to let Kate go. He moves his kisses down her chest, sucking on her collarbone before he pressed his forehead against her chest, looking down between them at her underwear and his tented boxers.]

Augh, thisisn'tworking. [he's getting frustrated.] How much doyou love these. [because seriously he just wants to rip them off at this rate.]

Edited 2012-10-26 23:57 (UTC)

[ This is Kate, kissing you full on the mouth with tongue, Tommy.

Her hands skim over his and she smiles against his mouth ]

I can always buy new ones.

[Well then. That's the answer he'd been after anyway.

His hands go back to her hips, breathing in deeply through the nose as she kisses him again. He kisses her back just as fiercely, sucking on her bottom lip hard before tearing at her underwear, giving it a few good tugs before it rips. He then pulls it off and leans forward, pushing Kate backwards onto the bed so that he was on top of her again, his hands moving inside her thighs to part them a little. He leaves small kisses on both her breasts and then moves down, trailing his tongue around her bellybutton, still teasing her.

Just before he moved right the way down, he glances up to smirk at her and then slides a finger up her folds lightly as one last tease before he lowers his head again and kisses closer before finally licking a line up Kate's slit, just brushing her inner lips.]

[ She'd read somewhere (in really bad, cheesy romance novels that she will never, ever admit to ever touching) that the sound of ripping fabric was a turn-on, but Kate's not quite prepared for the satisfaction that sort of just... thrills through her when Tommy rends her underwear to uselessness.

The sound that escapes her is half-laugh, half-breathless whoosh of sound at falling back against the mattress and her legs initially try to wrap around Tommy before she finds his hands pushing them apart.

When the speedster trails kisses over her skin, her right hand comes up, fingers threading through his hair. Her intake of breath is in short bursts, and her mouth feels dry when she catches that look he gives her right before her head presses back against the sheets, eyes fluttering to a close when his finger slips over her and

and

that may be a deep whine in her throat as she feels Tommy's tongue slide over her. ]

You jerk. [ The words are muffled behind the hands she's using to cover her face because god damn. ]

[He pulls away, his hair getting messed up by her fingers, and positively smirks up at her from his position. He loves watching what his movements did to her. That he could make her melt if he wanted and squeeze noises out of her he wasn't even sure she knew she could make. It's as much as a turn on for him as it is for her, and he's not about to stop.

He drums his fingers on her hip bone and breathes hotly over her.] You love it.

[And then he ducks his head back down, his tongue lightly dragging up against her again before the tip moves against her clit, his lips brushing against it as he lightly sucked on it.]

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