For Molly

[emocaliban]

Timeline's a little screwy - ignore it. Continued from here.

He makes a small noise, his other hand sliding down her back, the purr becoming a soft growl.

Warning: Adult content, extreme nastiness.

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[youngandhealthy]

She starts undoing his clothing, as best she can without breaking away from him.

[emocaliban]

He reciprocates, Darkling's fingers divesting her of her clothing far less awkwardly than Cal has ever done.

[youngandhealthy]

She's been aged down to pre-childbirth, so her stomach is flatter than he's ever seen it once it's revealed. She seems happy enough, however, to let him remove her clothes as the kiss grows a bit more insistent still.

[emocaliban]

He lets his fingers linger on her abdomen for just a moment, kissing her back with equal fierceness, finishing ridding her of her clothes and abandoning them on the ground.

[youngandhealthy]

She finally breaks away enough to smile at him, expression dark and lusty. "Comin' to th'bed, then?"

[emocaliban]

A slight dark grin back. "Wouldn't dream of missing it."

[youngandhealthy]

She moves back toward it, reaching to catch his hand and pull him with her.

[emocaliban]

He takes it and follows her with a bit of a laugh, and might catch up to her and push her back onto it.

[youngandhealthy]

She doesn't resist, the bed soft enough to cushion the fall. She grins at him, reaching to pull him down.

[emocaliban]

He follows her willingly, straddling her and giving her a rather demanding kiss, still grinning back with that peculiar smile that's at once Cal and not Cal at all.

[youngandhealthy]

She arches into him as the kiss is returned, hungry for it as one hand laces up through the hair at the nape of his neck.

[emocaliban]

Again, that catlike purr, eyes narrowing to slits so the silver just gleams, hips shifting slightly against hers, one hand going to caress her jawline, her throat, lingering over her pulse.

[youngandhealthy]

She shivers pleasantly as his hips shift, eyes half closing at his caress. The hand not in his hair rests lightly just over his hip.

[emocaliban]

He moves his hand up to run his fingers through her hair before shifting and sliding into her, slowly, until his hips just rest against hers. "Molly," he purrs in a too soft voice. "Oh God...Molly..."

[youngandhealthy]

Her breathing picks up and she softly groans in pleasure as he slides against her. Her foot almost idly slides up the outside of his leg.

[emocaliban]

He draws back slightly, moving agonizingly slowly. "You're beautiful..." He croons. "I wonder, though..."