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It was glorious watching her, his own heart speeding up and his breaths coming in harshly. His hands were probably bruising her hips as he helped her guide up and down. It was like she was figuring out how to use him and that turned him on even more. If that was even possible.

She wanted more of his hips, her words like a caress over his skin. His hand moved up to the back of her neck, pulling her closer to him so he could capture her lips for a bruising kiss. In one fluid motion he turned her on her back, him between her legs.

Leaning on his hand next to her head, his other moved under her behind, lifting her, making her wrap her leg around him. He pushed deeper, then out slowly, back in until he had found a slow rhythm. His hips pushing against hers, slow but deep, his telekinesis pushing out to caress her skin, to heighten her sensations.

“Laura…” He breathed her name out on a moan, his pace picking up, his thrusts harder and faster. He shifted his hips, giving him a better angle.

He lowered his head, kissing her again, his tongue invading her mouth and searching hers. Licking, sucking and nipping. He pushed, pushed, his TK flaring out, pushing between their bodies and reaching for that sensitive knob. Using his power to caress, to pluck, to push. He shifted again, another angle and he felt himself reaching that edge. Knew that he would go over it, his movements harder, deeper.

Groaning, his movements got erratic as he thrusted deeper, his orgasm ready to roll through him. His back arched, his hips trying to keep a rhythm wanting her there with him.

“Come for me.” He pushed out, staring down in those gorgeous eyes of her.
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Julian seemingly glowed, not just the green signature that his abilities hummed with, it was in his skin. Or maybe it was just her perception of him. In the moment she took once more to look him over beneath her, he was alight with something she couldn’t put her finger on, even when she had all of them on him.

His hand curled around the back of her neck and drew her down to meet him, a kiss that sought to seemingly mark her in some manner. Her body relaxed against him, only for her thighs to tense when he pitched his weight and rolled them over. Part of her wanted to praise him for the smooth transition, the move itself, and how he had managed to put her so gracefully onto her back. But that was…that was…she shook her head slightly, suddenly forgetting the direction of her thoughts in the wake of the feeling of him settling between her legs. His weight against her, his hand sliding down her side to push beneath her hips and hoist them up against his, the sound of her name tangled up in a moan, she would let him do whatever he wanted to her.

His groan made her bite her lip and grind herself against him when he thrust back in. She sought to match his pace each time he changed it, angled her body, lifted her leg higher around his hip.

When he leaned forward to kiss her once more, she opened her mouth to meet him before they had even connected. She wanted all of him, suddenly very selfish, a trait that she often pushed away from herself and rarely let herself experience. There was never a reason to feel truly selfish, not until that moment, her name on his lips.

His thrusts pushed harder and she could not manage to completely swallow the whimpers and gasps that slipped through, his kinesis toying against her skin, grazing over every sensitive nerve ending that her body possessed. His change, the frantic set to his motions twisted the warmth in her belly all the tighter, pushed her further, and unlike before when she had been in control, he didn’t seem intent in any way to stop to stave it back. The urging in his voice asking and demanding that she come was almost compulsive.

Her hips tilted and she pressed body more fitted against his, her fingers pressed into his skin and she pressed her brow against the side of his jaw. When she let herself give and her body clamped down around him, she pressed her teeth against the muscular curve that joined his neck and shoulder, retracting almost as soon as her mind grouped enough clarity for her to realize she had bit him. She touched her fingertips carefully against the crescent shaped indentation and swallowed against the knot rising in her throat.
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His movements became faster, pushing, thrusting into her and he waited, waited for her to tip over so he could follow. Julian breathed her in, let her scent wrap around him and then he felt her clamp down around him. He groaned, his movements erratic and then her teeth bit down and it pushed him over.

Julian came. Hard.

His heart hammered in his chest, his breaths fast but his body moving slower until he was hovering above her. His forehead against her shoulder, he felt her fingers against his skin. The place where she had bitten him, it was tender but it didn’t hurt. It felt… nice.

“You bit me…” He pressed his lips against her skin. “… I liked that.” Julian confessed, because somewhere deep down he knew that she had just claimed him. And he didn’t mind one bit, because he wanted to belong to her. Just her. He brushed his lips against her shoulder, moving to her neck and made his way up to her lips where he could look in to her eyes.

“Laura…” Just her name, his hand came up framing her face as he truly looked at her.

“Are you okay?” Because there was something there in her eyes that made him ask that question. He shifted on his back, pulling her with him because he was not letting go of her, not until she told him that she was okay.

That what they just had done wasn’t a mistake.

Because he didn’t think it was.
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[In-Character] [Post #74]
There was a long moment where she didn’t move or breathe. She simply let herself feel him, feel the way he locked up, feel the way he went lax against her. He had tipped his forehead against her shoulder and her eyes remained locked on the skin that was already purpling slightly around the indentations left behind.

When he gave a verbal acknowledgement to the fact that she had in fact bitten him, she drew her lips between her teeth. Her pulse accelerated in her chest, her body working to pump oxygen far more efficiently since she still seemed to refuse to breathe. She had had limbs and body parts severed from her body and had survived over and over again. If she stopped breathing, and her body completely shut down the exchange of oxygen and carbon dioxide, perhaps she would just die then. Spare her the moment of giving in.

His claiming to have liked it had her exhaling as he traced his lips across her clavicle, up the side of her neck and towards her chin. Her name murmured against her lips set the tightly wound knots in her chest somewhat at ease. He wasn’t recoiling, he wasn’t frowning, he wasn’t chiding her. He was accepting it even as she struggled to do so herself.

Some part of her brain had staked its hold on him plenty before that very moment.

She kissed him back gently, trying to wrap her mind around the fact that he was still wanting to kiss her, and then she let herself go lax in his arms as he tipped them once more. Part of her registered that he seemed rather adept at handling her figure tucked against him without seemingly to directly employ his telekinesis but pushed the idea away in favor of the fact that he was still holding her against himself.

Julian shifted, seemed to arrange himself on his back more comfortably and she lifted up onto her forearm, noting that his own arm curled more securely about her waist as though he were trying to keep her exactly there. ‘Yes.” She replied, almost cautiously. She was fine, aside from the mild bout of panic that was still on the wane. She looked into his eyes, watching them move back and for the between her own as though he were searching for something she was struggling to say. And she was.

Her gaze slipped to his shoulder, the site reddened and raised, a stark contrast against the darker hue trying to take hold in the tissues a little further beneath the epidermis. “Are you okay?” He said he had liked it, but that didn’t fully abate her concern. She had never bitten anyone…that way, though, she had never bee presented with the exact moment to do so before either. Part of her wanted to get up, find Victor, and attempt to ask him if he had ever done such. And what it was-

Laura swallowed. She didn’t need an explanation when she the answer was right in front of her. She knew she wanted her uncle only to give voice to the thoughts already present in her head so that she didn’t feel like she was losing herself. It was a reaction for someone that was like her to want to mark what she deemed hers. But she hadn’t even asked him.

Leaning forward, she pressed her lips against the bite.

I liked it. He had claimed.

When she let her eyes wander back up to his, she tried to bite back the smile tugging at her lips.
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[In-Character] [Post #75]
She told him, yes. But what he wouldn’t give for an empathy ability right now. Because he knew something else was going on but he couldn’t exactly point out what. He usually ignored things like this, but with her he didn’t want to ignore anything. Which told him something else entirely.

His fingers moved up, tracing the line of her face, down her neck over her shoulder until he reached her hand. He folded his around hers and lifted it to his mouth to plant a kiss on her fingers, before putting their hands back on his chest where his heart had finally resumed its normal pace. Julian looked at her, watching her gaze on the bite mark on his shoulder and he could guess what she was thinking.

Her question said it all. Was he okay?

That made him smile, she was worried. About him. Because she had bitten him. And he was figuring out that that had not been quite the plan on her part.

“I’m more than okay.” He told her softly, watching her keeping her eyes on the bite mark. Then she leaned forward, her lips pressed against the mark and where he had expected a sting, it was something different all together. A shot of desire pushed through from the mark and he could feel his heart skip a beat.

“Are you worried about it?” He asked her. “What you did?” Julian continued asking.

“Because you shouldn’t be. I wasn’t lying when I said I liked it.” He took in a deep breath, letting it out slowly.
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[In-Character] [Post #76]
Fatigue tickled her bones even as her body sought to reset itself, regenerate everything damaged, everything strained. Perhaps it was something else, something warm and settling. She wanted to curl herself against him and breathe in the moment. She wanted to close her eyes and let the smell of him, the feel of him, lull the constant in her head the way she often slipped into his bed in the middle of the night to chase her nightmares.

She let her gaze sweep upward towards his perfectly blue eyes.

He assured her that he was fine, more than. His pulse accelerated slightly once more when he asked if she was truly worried about it, because yes, she was worried about it. She had bitten him. She swallowed again, then leaned forward to inhale along his collarbone trying to steal the resolve she could find there.

He said he had liked it, he reiterated, and she sighed against his skin. She pressed another kiss against the bite as though she could somehow soothe it that way. “I do not want to hurt you.” He was a grown man, she knew that, perfectly capable of caring for himself and voicing whether or not she ever did cause him distress. That she hesitated to take his assurance at face value was rooted in the

She drew her lower lip between her teeth and leaned back once more to look him over.

He liked her biting him, and she had liked everything else.

“Can we do everything again?”
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She didn’t like other people’s blood on her. It didn’t matter who it belonged to, why it happened to pain her skin, or how it had managed to get there. It made her smell like someone else, which made her all the more uncomfortable. It said something, though, that it affected her at all when it had not bothered her when she was younger. That was what she had been crafted for, taking other people’s blood out of their bodies in not so kind ways.

The woman who owned what had been splattered across her, though, healed rapidly, reacted rapidly. She had met her almost throw for throw, and Laura had found herself struggling to keep up at times. As if the other woman could somehow anticipate each assault made towards her. Which offered two options; one that she had precognitive abilities, or two that she had been afforded similar training and conditioning. It was…interesting, in some manner.

The doorway that had been opened followed by the instruction to move, however, had stolen her away from the curiosity that had started to take root.

And even as the other woman had tried to keep her features neutral and her reactions tempered, there had been something in her gaze when she had finally locked onto her before any punch had been thrown. A distance had stretched out in her eyes as though she were trying to place some manner of familiarity, and then she had effectively buried it back wherever it had crept up on.

Her heels had been ridiculously annoying.

“Seen them before.” Wanda hummed as Laura peeled her jacket off of herself. “Like they were before and then became shiny and new, unbreakable.” The other woman leaned towards her, bending slightly at the waist and looking her hands over. “Back together quicker than before. The eyes are the same.”

Laura bit at the inside of her cheek, unsure how to respond. At times she could understand Wanda better than any other resident in the theater, and then other times she was as lost as the rest of them. If she put her thoughts to the structure of the seeming babble while she showered herself off, maybe then she could bring it better to light.

“Smell like memories, cold air and wildflowers, something warm inside.” The redhead stood back to her normal height once more. “Heart stopped beating once but it never was meant to end.”

“Whose memories?”

A short laugh bubbled up out of the other woman. “That is the question, isn’t it.”
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Logan had been out, running his own side mission when everything had gone down, and he wondered if Red was giving him these missions on purpose to keep him away from the trouble that seemed to happen around here. Then again, he knew that there were enough competent people around here who knew what they were doing.

Like Emma Frost. No Summers. Whatever.

“Why are you hovering behind me?” Logan snarled quietly, having picked up a tail the moment he had arrived in the building. The kid who was his daughter’s preferred play thing, let out a sigh and picked up a speed to end up next to him. “What?” He growled as he looked at … “Fuck, I don’t even know your name.”

“Julian.” The kid supplied. He had balls; Logan had to give him that. Especially after he had to hear from his brother how he had not backed down in pursuing Laura, even after getting severely beaten up by the man.

“What do you want, Julian.” Logan asked for a third time, and he wasn’t going to repeat himself again. He either answered or he could just fuck off.
“Did you hear about what went down?”
“Some. Why?”
“Just wondering why you weren’t there.”

Logan growled, glaring at the kid. “I was out.” He answered, not even sure why he was defending himself. It was none of his god damn business to begin with.
“Can I come? Next time?” Julian asked, and it made Logan stop and look at the kid.
“You want to go on a mission with me?”
“Yes.”

Ready to tell the kid no, that he didn’t want Laura to rip him to pieces, he sniffed something. His nostrils flared, and he tilted his head back to find the direction of the scent. It was something familiar… wildflowers. He knew that scent. Ignoring Julian, he followed his nose, picking up pace. It was maddening that he couldn’t place the scent, wildflowers and cold air… no the scent of briskness at the crack of dawn.

Almost, he could almost reach the memory when he turned a corner and was met with two women. One of them his daughter.

“You.” He said, striding towards her, his larger hands wrapped around her upper arms and he inhaled. The scent was clinging to her, but it wasn’t Laura’s. He sniffed her neck, her shoulder, her arm and ended at her hand. Her knuckles had the strongest scent and he inhaled deeply.

Yes. Wildflowers and cold air. He knew this scent.

“Why is he sniffing you?” He heard Julian from behind him, but Logan was too deep in trying to remember where he knew that scent from. Something warm opened up inside of him, but the memory stayed away. He growled softly in frustration.
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[In-Character] [Post #79]
As confusing as always, though at times, if she took a moment to really think, she could manage to pick apart Wanda’s riddles and give them meaning. That or she watched the meaning unwind around her over the course of time. The other woman’s perception of the world was an intriguing thing, it had to be, and she often found herself wondering what it would be like to understand her if her head wasn’t on sideways.

“Blood in the leaves, leaving a trail into the woods.” Wanda tapped her fingers against the air and it almost felt as though it rippled. Then the redhead turned, her focus cast down a neighboring hallway.

Footsteps, one set and then another, the first moving quicker.

Then Logan.

She took half a step back form Wanda, put her foot out somewhat behind her to brace herself and to better face him. He had his sights locked onto her and she felt her brows dip in both confusion and irritation, that Julian moved behind him did little to curb her fingers rolling into limp fists.

He moved with purpose directly to her and she lifted her chin slightly to meet his gaze the closer he got. She could have reacted, could have drew herself out of his reach, instead her muscles tensed when he wrapped one and then the other hand about her upper arms. He had never really made any direct threat to her, so she had no real reason to suspect he might then.

Instead of speaking or shaking her, he inhaled. She leaned back slightly as if that would help her predicament. He bent forward and the tip of his nose all but brushed the edge of her earlobe as he inhaled. Then he moved onto her neck and shoulder, repeating the action. He wasn’t sniffing her for giggles, she gathered that much. She observed his progression, seeming to favor one arm over the other until he wrapped his fingers around her wrist and sniffed at the back of her hand. The blood there had been mostly wiped away.

“I have no idea.” She responded to Julian, her eyes still on the man currently holding her still before him.

She had put multiple SentS’ personnel on their knees an hour ago, and then there had been the woman. Even with her claws thrust through the woman’s hands, the other had barely batted an eye lash, then ripped her own hand free, casting her blood all over the ground.

“It’s there.” Wanda spoke, moving closer, her fingers drew red through the air. “Waiting at the end of your thoughts, just out of reach, like a ghost without full form.”

“There was a woman there.” She tried to offer. “Healing factor of some sort.”
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[In-Character] [Post #80]
He inhaled deeply; his eyes closed as he tried to recall where he had smelled this scent before. But it didn’t want to come, didn’t want to be pulled from his mind and he growled in frustration again. Logan lifted Laura’s other hand, the scent was just as strong there and he was pretty sure that he was looking like a fool, sniffing her hands like that but…

Wanda spoke, her words telling him that she knew what he was going through. The woman knew that he was trying to remember something. A memory.

Normally he didn’t pay much attention to the red witch, to what she had to say, but this time she had his attention. And then Laura offered up more information, the scent belonged to a woman with a healing factor.

Inhaling again, he let the scent of wildflowers wash through him and just at the edge of his mind something popped up. “Silver eyes.” He murmured, and the more he thought about them, the more vivid they became. But nothing else came, just that, silver eyes. Logan hated the gaps in his mind something fierce right now. He had never cared that he had lost time in his long life, that he couldn’t remember some parts of it.

Had come to terms with it but right now he was cursing at his lacking mind.

“Maybe you should let her go now.” Julian’s voice sounded none too pleased that he was still having a firm grip on Laura’s wrists. Taking in a last deep breath through his nose, to make sure he wouldn’t forget the scent he finally released her.

Stepping back from Laura, he tipped his head a bit as he looked at her. “Describe her.” He knew he should ask it nicely but something about the smell had put him on edge. And maybe if he heard how the woman looked it would shake his mind loose and give up the memories that were hidden deep within.

Last thing he wanted to do was go and find himself a telepath who needed to dive into his mind and pry the memories loose.
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