[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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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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And then she finds herself straddling his waist. It's all she can do to look down at him, trying to understand why....
But then he says her name.
Just her name.
And she knows. It's all she needed to know. She smiles, suddenly, brilliant and bright, leaning over to kiss him before ....
Deep breath. Xion scoots her hips back, then lifts them up, getting on all fours. Still trying to breathe steady, she reaches beneath her for his erection. Don't think, don't think too much. Easy, easy. Slowly, she guides the tip towards her entrance, lowering her hips just a bit so that he brushes against her, allowing her to figure out where she needs to put him.
She considers stopping -- saying something -- but what is there to say? What could be said, now, that couldn't be better communicated by action?
So Xion guides the head of his erection inside her, gasps raggedly, and begins to lower herself down.
It's a slow process. He's so much bigger than just a few fingers were, and it's hard and hot and different. But it's him, and she feels dizzy with desire and love and want and pleasure and... and...
Her nails dig at first into her thighs, until she reaches forward to take his hands, twining their fingers together so she can grip, hard, as she lowers herself down further. Further. Every inch wins a thick, low gasp. Fingers couldn't reach this deep. Fingers couldn't fill her up so much. And by the time she's finally seated on his hips - by the time he's fully inside her - she's gasping, head thrown back, the sheen of sweat on her chest speaking to exertion, overheating, and, maybe, the fire coursing all through her veins.
Luke is inside her. It really happened. She'd had dreams about it-- ]
Luke... I...
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When she finds his hands and entwines their fingers together, it's like an anchor, a link. He grips her hands hard, and for a moment all he can do is press his head back against the pillow and let out a quiet groan -
Then she's fully seated on him, and he's fully inside her. He's actually... How often has he dreamed about this, fantasized this, wanted this? It's better than everything he imagined, and - he wants to move. God, now that he's adjusted, he wants to move his hips so badly.
But he squeezes her hands as he opens his eyes to look at her, to savor this and ignore that burning desire to cause friction. The sweat on her chest seems to make her glow in the low light of the room, and the way her hair falls around her face seems to frame her expression perfectly. She looks absolutely beautiful, and the heat in his veins spreads and devours him like a wildfire at the sight.
The one thing he manages to get out, though, tells of the one thing that worried him ever since they started this together, the thing that made him turn over and get what may be the hard part out of the way at her pace.]
A-Are... you okay...?
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Okay.
More than okay.
It takes a second for his question to sink in, and she blinks her eyes open to stare down at him. They are glassy with heat and desire, and another short moment passes before they really focus on his face. Breathlessly: ]
I'm okay...
[ Experimentally, she leans forward, balancing herself by pushing against his hands, and lifts her hips, enough that he almost slips out of her. Then she lowers back down again, a motion that wins a thick groan. She does it again, quicker this time, moaning and biting her lip and pulling one of his hands to her face so she can suck on his finger, all reflexive things. She wants. Though she's obviously a little awkward in this position... ]
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The apprehension fades, replaced by an intense sense of pleasure and longing as she raises her hips and lowers them onto him again. One knee bends, and he raises his hips when she lowers hers, meeting them and letting out a moan from the back of his throat, everything just as reflexive as her actions.
As she keeps going, though, Luke notices how there's an underlying sense of awkwardness in her movements. He's not sure how he noticed, seeing how everything about his is shutting down and flaring to life at the same time, but it's there, and it suddenly makes him want to take over, to be the one in control, to kiss her and push and make her feel so much.
He wants.
So he loosens one of their hands and slides his own up her back, nails digging in at one point, and then wraps an around her shoulders again, eye drifting shut once more thanks to all of the sensations, and murmurs breathlessly, rushed and deeply:]
You're so beautiful...
[It's not just the way she looks; everything about her is beautiful, the way she grips his hand and throws her head back, the way she moans and how her eyes look, the way she bites her lip and smiles and kisses him and embraces him and makes him feel like the most special person in the world just by looking at him -
But there's something else he needs to take care of. With his arm around her shoulders, he pushes against the bed with his other hand and rolls again, taking her with him, until their positions are reversed once again. He hovers over her, on his knees with their clasped hands beside her head, ignoring how his arm is angled enough to send a growing little ache in his elbow, the other pressing his fingers into her hip.
His breathing quickens as he waits another moment for her to adjust, seeing how turning over must've made him press deeper and cause a jolt. But after that moment, he lowers his head, then lifts his hips, just enough that he nearly slides out of her, before pressing down again, and he can't help letting a louder groan escape. He does it again, quicker, yet still keeping a bit of a slow pace, enough for her to adjust and match him, and again and again -
He wants, he wants.]
Xion...
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She's glad of the brief respite he gives her when he flips them. Being flipped back onto the bottom was what she was seeking without knowing it, but doing so jerks him around inside of her and it's jarring. But after she gets a moment to breathe, to relax into this new position... she's quickly overtaken by the heat and weight of him on top of her, as he slowly begins to drive into her.
This is really happening. Something they've both been dreaming about. Finally, a year and a half after they started dating... after they fell in love...
Her breathing is shaky, for more than one reason. Emotion still threatens to overwhelm her senses, even above the intense physical pleasure of this moment. He's thick and hard inside her, and the burning desire that was mounting before, when he went down on her, is quickly returning, threatening to take over her whole mind. But even still, she's very nearly overwhelmed by how much she loves him and how grateful and happy she is to be this close to him, to be doing this with him, the boy she's in love with... the boy she'd give everything for. Everything.
And she gives it now. Attempting to master her emotions, she responds to his actions by lifting her legs, bracing her feet on the bed and spreading her knees wide wide wide. Giving him as much access as she can. One of her hands is still twined with his, but her free arm snakes up behind his back, her fingers curling tightly into his hair. ]
I love you. I love you. [ She tilts her head back, trying to catch with her lips any bit of skin he might afford to her. One of her legs readjusts to drape over his back and hips. ]
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This is... really happening. They're together like this, something so intimate that they'd shied away from it for so long. Yet here they are, wrapped up in each other, in this intimacy, and he loves her so damn much, so powerfully and in a way that he didn't think was possible.]
I love you. I - aah...! [This feels so good, so wonderful, so amazing - He presses his forehead against her shoulder, sucking passionately against her collarbone - ]
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Oww, jeez... [He keeps his head low for a second, before he takes in a slow breath and grins sheepishly at her, voice a little shaky from having to slow down his actions and still feeling such overwhelming pleasure.] Ha... sorry. Sorry... cramp.
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She starts to laugh, honestly unable to help herself. ]
Luke....
[ He's still inside her, and she's still undeniably, completely turned on...
But she pokes him in the head with a big grin. ] You dork. [ But she has mercy, and reaches over to rub a hand up and down his arm. At the same time, she wraps her other leg around his back so she's got both around him now, making herself more comfortable. ]
Are you okay?
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