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mr_mildmannered

(Offscreen munsterbation is pretty fun amirite?)

Mar 27, 2010 17:04

I really have no idea why the blue wolf guy was so riled at me, but from what I can make out he wanted to break my nose for something involving a nice smell? As he threw a punch at me, however, I fell over in shock and he went flying into a wall. Knocked himself out cold ( Read more... )

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Narration cleavagenyan March 28 2010, 00:13:17 UTC

Felicia let herself in to Jon's room, finding the wolfman unconscious on his bed. She sighed. That fool... Either he was jealous or trying to defend her honour, either way she was not impressed, especially with him lying unconscious.

She left and returned with an ice pack, then climbed up on his bed and rolled him over, resting his head in her lap while she applied the ice pack to the welt on his forehead. She'd have a few words for him when he woke up.

Re: Narration jonny_talbain March 28 2010, 05:46:46 UTC

As he lay there, his form shifted slowly back from being a large beast to looking something more human.

Eventually, his yellow eyes opened, then closed again, brow furrowing deeply.

"...anyone get the number of that double decker bus?"

Re: Narration cleavagenyan March 28 2010, 06:11:52 UTC

Feeling relieved that he woke up, Felicia sighed. "Oh good, you're finally awake... No bus, Jon, apparently you knocked yourself out. She gently dabbed the ice pack back on his forehead. "Are you okay?"

Re: Narration jonny_talbain March 28 2010, 06:29:15 UTC

"...I knocked MYSELF out? Oh no.. No no I did not." Jon replied, wincing as he removed the icepack and struggled to get up. "I took a swing as the nerd, he ducked... next thing I know, I'm here."

He snarled. "How he managed to dodge I don't know... but he won't do it again I can tell you that much. He must have hit me with a pole or a crowbar or something...."

The side of his head was extremely tender.

Re: Narration cleavagenyan March 28 2010, 06:32:01 UTC

"Hey, easy there!" Felicia chided him as she got up and put her hands on his shoulders. "You need to get some rest for now. Just sit back and let me give you a little TLC, okay?" she offered.

Re: Narration jonny_talbain March 28 2010, 06:43:51 UTC

"I don't need TLC." Jon replied. "I've recovered from much worse on me own." Though, he didn't move away.

What he needed was some sort of answer or to be performing some sort of action. He was angry and felt betrayed. That she would show that sort of interest in another man after what had hapened since Valentines day was painful. However, he wasn't the sort to treat pain with tears or melancholy. If he were to do that, he'd have spent most of his life in tears. He either ignored pain or fought whatever was causing it. And since he couldn't exactly do that either, Clark just seemed a convenient target to vent on.

And he didn't quite have the ability or the drive to verbalise all this so he just stood there, looking at the door as if he wanted to bolt.

Re: Narration cleavagenyan March 28 2010, 15:27:55 UTC

After a moment of awkward silence, Felicia slowly let go of him. "Jon, I'm sorry," she said. "I know it probably doesn't help to say that hormones were driving me nuts last week, but that's what happened. I hate that feeling. But it doesn't change anything. I love YOU, and only YOU."

She hadn't been planning on this for quite some time. In fact, after this last week's humiliating display this would have been the last thing on her mind for some time now. But seeing the mood he was in, she felt like she had to prove something to him. Actions spoke louder than words, and she was desperate... She got to her knees while he was still looking away from her and started to unbutton her shirt. "Now just come back to bed and let me take care of you, okay?" she suggested hopefully.

Re: Narration jonny_talbain March 28 2010, 18:10:21 UTC

Jon huffed, walking over and sitting on the bed, but leaving his own clothes untouched for the moment. Well... what remained of them. His shirt and lower trousers were shredded as he transformed.

"....so every sixth months you get that, right?" he asked. He was pretty sure that was what she'd told him before. "Is it like that each time? Am I going to have to watch close the whole week twice a year to make sure men don't take you up on whatever it is you're puttin' on offer?"

And we've been here over a year now... has this happened before? Were there even any other men here last time? Who didn't look more like food than anything else? I doubt she'd go after someone like Scrooge. Oh GOD at least it wasn't Scrooge....

Re: Narration cleavagenyan March 28 2010, 18:57:50 UTC

"A bit longer between times than that," she told him, draping her arms over his shoulders. "More like once a year, when spring rolls around... Every other time I just was able to lock myself up and keep away from anyone else when it happened. But this year I still had my computer, and there's so much more people here... I'm really sorry, Jon. Please don't think I'm not happy with you..." She nuzzled into his shoulder, pushing the shredded remains of his shirt off his shoulders. She was definitely upset, and wanted to make things right.

Re: Narration jonny_talbain March 28 2010, 20:30:36 UTC

He was no stranger, of course, to that more animal side taking control. Pushing the limits of what was humanly acdeptable or considered proper. With him, it had been violence, with her, it seemed to be lust. For him to judge her would be wrong - Hypocrisy of the worst sort. Hypocrisy on par with the humans who judged them both. And he knew that. And he didn't want to judge or point fingers or make her feel worse than she already did. But considering he'd felt this relationship was delicate to begin with, a shock to the system like this was the last thing he wanted ( ... )

Re: Narration cleavagenyan March 28 2010, 22:46:46 UTC

Felicia got the rest of his shirt off of him, tossing it aside. He could hear a rustling behind him as she stripped off her own shirt, hugging him from behind, her bare chest against his back. The closeness made her feel safe and comfortable... "I promise," she told him. "You're the only man I want, Jon, now and always."

Re: Narration jonny_talbain March 28 2010, 23:22:42 UTC

"If you're sure... then.. all's forgiven." he replied quietly. Her reassurance was enough for him for now. He still didn't feel quite right with things... but he could work on that.

Re: Narration cleavagenyan March 29 2010, 00:32:27 UTC

Relief flowing through her, Felicia smiled broadly. She gave Jon's shoulders a tug, forcing him to fall back to the bed. She crawled over him, giggling and purring like she had just caught a bird. "Good then!" she said happily.

Re: Narration jonny_talbain March 29 2010, 01:15:02 UTC

"Better, yes." he replied, allowing her to move him around as she saw fit. He was still feeling a little dizzy and in no real state nor mood to resist.

Re: Narration cleavagenyan March 29 2010, 01:32:29 UTC

She had originally planned to make another move on him, but now that they were in this position, there was only one thing she wanted. She just wanted to be close to him. So she lay down on his strong chest, arms draped over his shoulders and nuzzling against him. "Mrr... I love you," she purred to him as she relaxed on him gently.

Re: Narration jonny_talbain March 29 2010, 01:57:47 UTC

He just ran his fingers through her hair and relaxed himself as much as he was able.

"I love you too." he replied, voice gruff, but soft at the same time.

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