[replica model] • LUKE FON FABRE (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
fabrecation) wrote2012-07-13 12:42 pm
fabrecation) wrote2012-07-13 12:42 pm
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[It starts with a hum.
It isn't enough to be discernible. It may just sound like a buzz from an insect flying nearbyready to be swallowed. Swatting at it would yield no results, though, seeing how the hum is coming from his head.
It turns into a whisper.
They aren't really words. They're snatches of letters, snippets of thought that pass through his unconscious mind. A wind, of sorts, as threads of the link begin to tie together and come alive once again.
It ends with words.
Weak, scattered and quiet, it seems to be a stream that passes through, from replica to original, words that pour from a sleeping mind to the newly formed link. It comes from the north side of the village, the complete opposite direction from where the link first faded into nothingness.
But it's there. It's there like a beacon, pulling, asking for him to be there.]
"here.
i'm here.
i'mherei'mhereaschaschaschcan'tmovecan'twhereareyou
help me"
He's alive.
And he's calling for him.]
[It's about two hours after the sun sets that the journal comes on, showing a familiar redhead looking away and rubbing the back of his neck. The area is somewhat lit, and it looks something like the front of Good Spirits. He just needed light, that's all.
The reason he can't look at the camera? Asch had told him that his death was announced over the journals. He had a right to know, after all. Here Luke had been hoping to just announce he was back like he went on vacation or something, sickness gone, health returned. But now everyone knows that he died.
There's probably a lot of people out there who are mad at him.
But he does finally look at the journal after a few seconds, and he gives a nervous little smile.]
Uh... hey. I'm back?
[He hopes to hear from at least two people. And if he doesn't, and soon, then he'll find them himself.]
((And a belated NSFW alert for the thread with Xion 8|b))
It isn't enough to be discernible. It may just sound like a buzz from an insect flying nearby
It turns into a whisper.
They aren't really words. They're snatches of letters, snippets of thought that pass through his unconscious mind. A wind, of sorts, as threads of the link begin to tie together and come alive once again.
It ends with words.
Weak, scattered and quiet, it seems to be a stream that passes through, from replica to original, words that pour from a sleeping mind to the newly formed link. It comes from the north side of the village, the complete opposite direction from where the link first faded into nothingness.
But it's there. It's there like a beacon, pulling, asking for him to be there.]
"here.
i'm here.
i'mherei'mhereaschaschaschcan'tmovecan'twhereareyou
help me"
He's alive.
And he's calling for him.]
[It's about two hours after the sun sets that the journal comes on, showing a familiar redhead looking away and rubbing the back of his neck. The area is somewhat lit, and it looks something like the front of Good Spirits. He just needed light, that's all.
The reason he can't look at the camera? Asch had told him that his death was announced over the journals. He had a right to know, after all. Here Luke had been hoping to just announce he was back like he went on vacation or something, sickness gone, health returned. But now everyone knows that he died.
There's probably a lot of people out there who are mad at him.
But he does finally look at the journal after a few seconds, and he gives a nervous little smile.]
Uh... hey. I'm back?
[He hopes to hear from at least two people. And if he doesn't, and soon, then he'll find them himself.]
((And a belated NSFW alert for the thread with Xion 8|b))
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Still, he's just as tender with his kisses and his touches, one hand moving down to stroke up and down her waist with his fingertips. He stops once he notices what she's doing to his shirt, opening his eyes halfway before breaking the kiss and letting out a quiet, helpless and timid chuckle. Xion isn't the only one who's a little nervous about actually having sex, even though he wants this just as much.
She can't get that shirt off without some help, though. Luke sits up enough to lift his arms and let her just slide that shirt off of him. There are scars, so many compared to when he first arrived here. But with her... it's like they're not even there at all. There's no hesitation or feelings of inadequacy now that it's off, and instead, he leans back down again, forehead against forehead, and lets out a slow breath as he slides one hand under her night shirt, fingers caressing along her ribcage. Honestly, now that they're this far, he kind of just wants that shirt off too.]
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But she does remember that this particular pajama top is button up. So she slips her hands between their torsos and just undoes the buttons, one at a time. She can't very well take it off when he's on top of her, after all. But she can do the next best thing: pull it off her skin to pool at her sides once all the buttons are undone, leaving her chest exposed to him. Doing so naturally makes her blush, and she shifts her legs a little, laughing again, almost giddy. She sort of can't believe they're doing this. ]
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But he still laughs anyway, though it trails off to just a grin and a rubbing of their noses together as she starts to unbutton her shirt. And while a tiny part of him is screaming DON'T LOOK, the other part of him makes him look down once she pulls the shirt aside -
And stares.
...
...
...
He likes boobs, okay.
There's a sense of not knowing exactly what to do, despite them doing things like this before. Because of it, Luke lets out another little laugh again, before he leans down to start kissing down her neck, the hand that was at her side now sliding up to cup her breast, his thumb passing over her nipple. Nnf he ought to move back to make this easier, but with his hips where they are - ]
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Of course, then he takes a moment to just, you know, openly stare at her breasts, and her expression shifts. It used to be embarrassing to the point of mortification when he'd stare, but ... well, it's still embarrassing, but she's come to appreciate it, a little. He obviously likes them. Obviously finds her attractive, beautiful even. It makes her feel ... special. Appreciated. Amazing.
Any further attempt at speech dissolves into a warm, wanting sound when he leans down. His mouth on her neck, his hand on her breast, and his hips -- pressing down against hers, that stiffness pressing perfectly into the space between her legs --
Crimson floods her cheeks for a different reason, and Xion instinctively presses her hips up into his, rubbing, grinding just a little, seeking more. ]
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He presses his hips own against her as a result, his breath quickening and his heart racing when he does, and he starts to kiss down her collarbones and towards her other breast. The first time he did this when she showed them to him, he was so hesitant that he could barely even get near them. Now, though, he only pauses briefly with a deep flush across his face once he closes his lips over one, while the other and slides down her waist to hold her hip, thumb slipping under the waistband.
Sure, he's still nervous, if the added butterflies in his stomach tell him anything. But god, he's missed this, missed Xion and the feeling of her all around him, so so much.]
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She sinks into it now, more than ready to lose herself in the physical sensations sparking through her body. She had a whole lot of time in the past week to think - and she doesn't want to think anymore. There will be time, later, for quiet reflection, to just curl up in his arms and rest and maybe even sleep. Peacefully, for the first time in what will feel like a long time.
But right now, she's retaining just a tiny bit of higher functioning thought. Enough to wriggle her way out of her top, shifting to pull her arms out of the sleeves without actually sitting up. It's a bit of a trick, with Luke all over her and all of her deep desires and wants telling her to press into his mouth instead of focusing on what her arms are doing, but she manages it. Just in time, too - she was beginning to overheat.
With her upper body free, she wraps her hand around the one he's got at her waistband and pushes, moving his hand and the cloth of her pajama bottoms and panties down to expose the curve of her hip, but no more. It's a very clear signal from her that she wants him to just take them off - pants and panties both. It's sort of bold, coming from her - moving things along faster than usual. But she's still okay with that. After all this time? She's just a touch impatient. She wants. ]
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Then he realizes how insistent she is, and he lifts his head away to look at her for a moment. Flushed and delirious with desire - though the expression clears somewhat once he understands what she wants. And understands, once again, just what they're going to do.
So he has to laugh again, quietly and a little rougher this time, as he leans back to rest his weight on his knees and get both hands down to her hips, and scoots back while placing kisses down her midsection.]
You sure are eager, huh? [His voice is just a tad lower, too, somewhat to his surprise. After that, though, he grins up at her, and he leans his head back to begin pulling both her pants and panties down, nails trailing down her legs as he does so.
He can count on one hand the amount of times he's seen her completely naked, and even then, most of those times her pants would be pooled at her knees or her shirt at her shoulders, so to push the rest of her clothing off of the bed and to look at her again...
His gaze lingers, and he can feel heat all around him just by looking at her. He practically drinks in the sight of her, and right now, words are caught in his throat. He'd like to voice what's racing through his head, that she's beautiful and incredible, but he just can't at the moment. Only his expression can really do it for him.]
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[ She's blushing now. Ferociously, since he pointed out verbally what they'd both already realized. Having it said aloud somehow makes it more real.
She's left bare beneath him, one of a handful of times.... in fact, maybe the first time he's seen her completely naked without any clothing attached or in the way at all. Her whole body heats up beneath his gaze. She scissors her legs gently and crosses her arms over her chest, though not in such a way as to hide her breasts. If anything, her arms end up framing them, squeezing them in a way to make them more prominent. It's not intentional; she's not sure what she's doing with her body right now.
Biting her lip, Xion reaches up with one hand and brushes gentle fingers over his cheek. Her voice is very quiet. ]
... I missed you.
[ I'm doing this because I missed you so much. Because I wanted it for such a long time. Because it feels like I've waited forever, and I don't want to wait anymore.
I'm ready. ]
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She missed him...
And Luke realizes that it's not just her missing him when he died. She's missed him for months. He'd tried desperately hard to be the best that he could be for her during those months, but there were times when he just couldn't. And she's missed him, and he can't blame her, and he raises his hand from her breast to brush against her cheek instead.]
... I missed you, too.
[There's another pause, another sense of hesitation, before Luke sits up on his knees and works on removing his pants. It's not just that they're uncomfortable (though good lord they are, seeing her naked and everything certainly didn't help that tightness in his pants), but it's to make her feel a little more secure, like she isn't the only one laying bare here. There's a flame in his cheeks, and he looks at her more than anything, and the butterflies in his stomach only increase. He even laughs softly as he works at getting his pants and underwear past his knees; blame virgin nerves, he guesses.
But though he's eager, and she is too...]
Let's, uh... mm, take this... you know, slow? I mean, it's... uh... [It'll be their first. Suddenly, there's a growing pressure to make this absolutely perfect for the both of them.]
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She scissors her legs again, feeling the wetness down there and knowing why. Nnf.
Still, she lowers both arms to place her hands on the bed and sit up a little to give him room to finish undressing, and smiles a little at his garbled up sentence. ]
Yeah, I know. I mean... that's fine with me. I have, um... I have things. For us. [ Bites her lip, leaning over to open the drawer in the table beside the bed. After rummaging for a moment, she pulls out a condom with a shy smile and a blush. ]
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If none of this made what they're about to do real, then the sight of that did. Right... Right. He has to wear that, doesn't he?]
That's... [He reaches out to take it as he finally nudges the last of his clothing off, and...]
... How do I do this again? [Isn't he supposed to be careful with it?]
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Xion bites her lip harder than ever, suddenly fighting off giggles. ]
It... um... I've only seen diagrams! [ nope she loses it give her a mo'
she will press it into his hand though. ]
I think you just have to open the package and roll the condom on? That's what I read!
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... But first he has to figure this out.]
You sure read way more about this than I did. ... Not that I didn't, but... [... Yeah. He'll just get to opening that package - first trying one way, failing, then succeeding once he rips at the side of it. And once he takes out the actual condom...
...
...
...]
So just... roll it on?
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Still. Still. The silence and the pausing and the awkward. Despite her VERY, very best efforts, she begins giggling uncontrollably and cannot stop. It is, at least, quiet, and not loud and raucous. She leans her head against his, lifting both her hands to his neck. ]
Y-Yeah!
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Right... okay!
[HE CAN DO THIS IT'S JUST A CONDOM. Once he opens his eyes, Luke looks down to try to get this condom thing on.
Just roll it -
...
Is it supposed to -
...]
Uh - wait - [And after a couple more fumbles... success!!!
...]
It feels weird. [Nevertheless, one hand sneaks around to start stroking up and down her back.]
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[ Still. She, too, reaches forward, pressing a very fond kiss to the corner of his mouth and nuzzling him. One arm goes around his back, but the other....
... she trails fingers down, just a little curious about what that condom feels like over Luke. She brushes the tips of her fingers over him, from base to head, eventually curling all her fingers around his erection and running her thumb over the head repeatedly, in a gentle back-and-forth motion. ]
Is it just, um ... is it okay?
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He isn't really surprised or opposed (not at all) when she starts to feel his arousal. Seeing how... she'll have to feel that in a very different fashion soon. Might as well get... a feel...?
But nnngh, the way she runs her thumb over him like that...
His eyes lid and seem to darken just slightly, and his lips part while he takes in a slow breath. For a moment he lets his forehead stay against hers, and then he moves to start pressing gently kisses down her cheek and over her jawline.]
Mm, it's... okay. It's okay. Kind of weird, but... mm.
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So after a few more passes, she lets go of him and leans back, instead. Slowly, shyly, because every inch she leans back is an inch closer to .... to what they're about to do. Still, she keeps her eyes locked on his, and while there's uncertainty there, there's also open desire. ]
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A part of him thinks now, now is the moment, now is when they... ought to do this. It feels like a perfect moment.
But...
While he hadn't read much on it, he at least learned that women need a lot more stimulation before really being prepared. That's still true, right? And they... didn't exactly do much except fumble over a condom.
So he leans down to kiss her, still hesitant yet wanting, while his hand slides further down, down to the wetness beneath her legs, where he slowly and gently starts to press a finger inside while his thumb brushes over her clit. Above all else, even if Luke is desperate to do this with her, he wants to be sure that she gets what she can out of it all. This has to be perfect, for the both of them.]
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And while he does press into her, it's not at all what she was expecting. Abruptly, everything about her demeanor changes. She moans, quiet still, but a wanton sound, arching her body into his touch. It's ... a very appreciated warm up, and she whines out his name into his mouth, just a little breathless. ]
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Once he's sure that she's used to the first finger, he pushes a second in, just as slow and gentle as the other, still teasing her clit. Meanwhile, he'd been using his lips and teeth and tongue down her body, and now he's below her navel, where he pulls back to give her a half smirk and a breathless little laugh.
He could go a little lower, you know...]
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Eventually, her hands go to his hair. Encouraging, massaging... digging in when he's found just the right spot. When he looks up at her it's all she can to do meet him with glassy eyes. She tries to stick her tongue out at him, but all she manages is a cute, goofy, totally out of it grin.
She would not be opposed to lower. ]
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The first time Luke used his mouth on her like this, it... was under the influence of the paopu fruit so it didn't count. The real first time Luke did this was... a little weird, admittedly. But the way she squirmed, the way she moaned, made him enjoy it as well.
Honestly, every sound she makes just makes pleasure roll through him somehow. It doesn't seem to be the same way for her, so maybe it's just... one of those things?
Whatever it is, even the sounds she made while he used his fingers caused a shudder to go through him. Now, he returns her grin, then moves his thumb out of the way and lowers his head further to slide his tongue over her clit, meanwhile spreading his fingers a little and sliding them out slightly, then pushing back in. He knows he can't keep this up long, lest she orgasms and he has to wait for an agonizing long while... but he'll enjoy it while he can.]
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Xion bucks against his mouth, gasping and moaning, one hand still in his hair and the other raking down her own skin. It feels so good, that hot wet tongue down on her, and she isn't even trying to hold herself back at this point.
Even just a few moments more of this and she'd just come messily onto his face and hand. So, her chest heaving, she presses a hand against his forehead and stops him. As much as she's aching, dying for the orgasm she can feel shivering beneath her skin, she stops him. ]
Luke...
[ One word. Just one word. His name. But in that one word is ten thousand words more, all about how much she wants him inside her right now. ]
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And that one word tells him so many things, all desperate and wild and passionate and loving, and all leading to one milestone of a conclusion. So, eyes half-lidded and face flushed, he nods, slowly pulls his fingers out of her, wiping them discretely against the bed while pressing his arm to his mouth to clean that as well. It's definitely not as gross to him as when he first did this with her, but it still might be a little gross to her, when they kiss.
He then crawls up her body until their hips are level and their eyes are locked once more, again letting one hand balance himself while the other wraps around his own erection. They're ready for this, all he has to do is adjust and press himself inside her, and...
And...
His gaze breaks as he glances downward, eyes uncertain and concerned. He's the one doing this to her... What if it hurts her? What if he doesn't realize it until it hurts too much? What if the sensation is so strong that he just pushes?
...
It's those thoughts that make him look at her eyes again, then let go of his arousal to wrap an arm around her shoulders, enough so that he can pull her with him as he rolls to the side, ending up with him on his back and her above him. Once they're settled, Luke loosens his grip, instead resting his hand on her hip as he gives her a gentle, encouraging smile that's full of desire and love.]
Xion...
[Just one word.]
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