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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 nearby ~~ready 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))

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[She's okay.

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...

[ Oh, God. God. It's becoming almost overwhelming, the sensation. It's far more emotional than she anticipated, and despite herself she feels her eyes flood. It's not that it hurts, or that she doesn't like it. Far from either of those things. She's happy. Happy and warm and so incredibly fucking in love with this boy who treats her like she's the most precious thing in the whole world to him.

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. ]

[Luke had thought nothing could feel better than doing this with her, and then she spread her legs and proved him wrong. He lets out a moan, louder than the others, and goes a little faster, a little harder, a fire spreading from his stomach and completely enveloping him. She's hot and wet and deep and tight, and he feels himself getting lost in the sensations, in the emotions involved. It's almost overwhelming; this is so, so much better than anything he'd imagined.

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 - ]

[Aaand then his arm decides that it does not like this new angle, so it ends up shaking and then giving out, and a lace of pain shoots up and makes the fire in his veins recede a little. He moves his other hand to attempt to catch himself, though some of is weight still ends up on her.]

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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[ He wins a quiet "oof!" for falling on top of her. She's startled out of her haze, and left blinking, sort of out of the moment and realizing just what sort of position they are in. It's hilarious and a little obscene, that he's inside her and fell on top of her and they're all sweaty and tangled up and it must look so awkward--

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?

[Luke's still caught up in that haze, enough to be unable to think of a retort for that "dork" comment except to laugh and smooth a hand over her hair and down to the back of her ear. The flush on his face is more than just exertion; that was embarrassing, after all! But she's laughing about it and he is too, so there's no reason to get upset or apologetic or anything.

There's still a smile on his face when she asks that question, and... yes, his arm still hurts a little, but that's dying down, and that heat is starting to take over again. He'll just use his other arm for balance, hooking it around the back of her shoulder and leaning on his upper arm instead, and brush his fingers along her cheek. Even in this hilarious and embarrassing and outright scandalous moment, he loves her so, so much.]

Yeah. I'm okay.

[The smile turns a little more devious as his hand brushes briefly over her cheek, then moves to slide down her side, where he stops the movement, grips, and jerks his hips in one hard thrust.] Mmm-More than okay.

[They move slowly this time, like they were just starting out, while his hand loosens to trail down and over to her stomach.] And you?

Aah! Nnnnnnot fair.... [ That hard thrust leaves her reeling, smile dropping off her face as desire and heat retake the throne.

For a moment, she doesn't bother trying to answer his question. She just wraps her arms around his neck and kisses him, hot and open-mouthed, hips undulating as she bucks up against him, using her legs to pull her body up, to pull him in deeper. It feels so good. It's just ruining her whole mind, breaking everything down into pieces, melting her from the inside out.

Once she manages to master her thoughts again, she breaks the kiss off with a panting laugh. ]

I'm ... I'm happy. I... [ She nuzzles him, pressing her cheek against his. ] I don't ... want this to end.

[The kiss they share is wild and passionate; he can barely even take a breath as he explores her mouth and bucks his hips along with her, pushing deeper, getting more and more lost within the sensations and the emotions involved in all of this. His own thoughts are absolutely blown apart by all of this, and he finds himself using that arm he's using for balance to grip her hair, tugging just slightly at the strands, while his other hand digs into her thigh. He can feel himself climbing to a blissful oblivion, but - he doesn't want to leave Xion behind. He doesn't - want to finish this too early, he -

Thankfully, they slow down a little when the kiss breaks, and he allows himself to take in deep breaths while she nuzzles his cheek and he cards his fingers into her hair. When he speaks, it's breathless, and he keeps his eyes shut while he grins helplessly and presses his cheek to hers.]

I... I don't either. This is... I'm...

[He laughs, his head turning a little further to kiss her cheek.]

I love you. I love you. So much.

[The rhythm starts up again, slower than their wild movements just a moment earlier, and Luke experimentally slides his hand from her thigh to between her legs, where his thumb presses against her clit after a particularly hard thrust that leaves him letting out a groan. He's climbing that hill again, almost at the top, and - if he's going to make it before she does, he at least wants her to be close.]

[ In truth? She'll beat him to it. She'd been climbing that hill before - rapidly, blissfully, when he went down on her - but since they started this, actually having sex, the process had been slower. There was an enthralling, burning allure to this, bucking up against him and feeling him fill her over and over again, but it hadn't quite pushed her all the way there.

His thumb on her clit, though, sends her over the edge all at once, to her complete surprise. She actually cries out, spasming against him as her whole body goes taut, constricting around him so hard she trembles as she rides out her orgasm. She grinds against him harder than ever, trying to ride his hand and his erection at the same time, her mind breaking apart against the stars behind her eyes. For a moment, all she knows is mind-numbing pleasure, and him. Nothing else in the world even exists.

As the vice grip her orgasm has on her body and mind starts to recede, she loosens her hold just a bit, giving him back what might be just enough room to move freely again. ]

[...

well

That's good!

He's completely surprised by how fast she reached her orgasm too, enough to stop and stare awkwardly down at her shoulder with wide eyes. There isn't much he can do, honestly; though he'd like to keep his hips moving, it's a little hard to do with her grip so hard like that.

But that sound, that sound... The way she cries out, that pleasure he can sense with his entire being within her voice - it makes him shudder, and he has to shut his eyes and bury his head in her shoulder while his hips move however they can. Even now, he's so close, so damn close, he just needs an extra push -

And that happens when she finally loosens her hold enough for him to move. He keeps his head against her shoulder as he grits his teeth and moves, his hand gripping her thigh and his hips moving faster and harder than before, just trying to reach and get over that hill -

That, plus the sound replaying through his head and the heat and warmth all around him, finally lets him make it. With one last jerk of the hips, he cries out and presses against her, his grip tightening and his nails digging in. A white hot oblivion overtakes him, where everything and nothing matters and up is down and everything in the world ceases to exist except for the pleasure racing through him and the girl beneath him.

Then, slowly, it starts to fade, and reality takes its place. Slowly, though, and at the moment it's only enough to make him loosen his hold and breathe hard, just trying to catch his breath.]

[ All that exists for Xion is sensation. She's hyper sensitive now as she comes down from that shattering orgasm, so Luke grinding into her even harder makes her gasp and whine, a soft, high pitched noise. She almost can't take it, torn between a few last searing sparks of pleasure and the oversensitivity, the tenderness settling into every last inch of her body. Before she can make up her mind, though, Luke is crying out against her.

A cross between a sigh and a gasp escapes her, slightly choked. His nails in her skin hurt, the way he curls around her is so, so tight, but...

God help her, she likes it.

Still, she can't help but be a little grateful when he loosens his hold on her just bit. But now she's very aware of his body on top of hers, and the fact that he's still inside her. It's not a comfortable feeling, and she groans, soft and low in her throat, before she can stop herself. ]

Luke...

[ One of her hands goes to his hair, carding gently through the strands. It's a little belatedly that she realizes how hard she's panting, still, how sweat-soaked they both became. It's an obscenely decadent feeling, lounging like this. ]

[It feels a lot like floating, like there's a satisfying warmth throughout his entire body. It makes him feel a little hazy, even as he loosens his hold further and just relaxes against that cooling heat -

The groan, however, snaps him out of it, as well as his name. Luke opens his eyes, and belatedly realizes just what kind of position he's in - still in. He gives a sheepish little smile as a result, and he turns his head to nuzzle against the crook of her neck while briefly massaging the spots where he dug his nails in.]

Sorry... [And with that, he moves his hands away to support himself as he pulls back, out of her and away from her. Then he seems to notice that his arms are just plain weak like this, so instead of moving back to a sitting position, he tilts so that he can fall to his side, then roll to his back, eyes shut and breaths still hard, even as they slow. That was...

Wow.]

[ For a moment, she, too, just lays there on her back, knees slightly bent, hands now folded over her belly as she stares at the ceiling. With how overheated her body is, she feels like she should be breathing out steam.

They just did that. They just had sex. She just had sex with Luke.

She smiles and shuts her eyes, lifting one of her hands to press it against her forehead instead. For maybe the first time, she lays there totally naked without an ounce of self-consciousness. After all, she's not the only one.

Once she's had a moment to think quietly and catch her breath, she rolls onto her side to look at him, her smile gentle as she reaches out to brush her fingers against his cheek. ]

Hey.

[As Luke lays there, he just keeps his eyes shut, thinking about what just happened and who he did his with and how wonderful it all felt, still feels, how it still feels like nothing exists except him and her.

He just had sex with Xion. They really just did that.

The touch to his cheek makes him open his eyes, turn his head and smile, his own hand reaching up to trace the back of his fingers along her jawline.]

Hey. [God, even his voice matches how the rest of him is feeling. He looks into her eyes, his eyebrows raising in question when he talks again.] So... How was it?

[ She smiles as bright as the sun. ]

Hehe. I already told you. I'm happy.

[And he smiles too, just as brilliantly.]

I am, too.

[... Well. There is one thing that would make this better.

His smile fades as he glances down, realizes just how uncomfortable that condom is right now. So with a little grunt, he pushes himself up on his elbow, slides that thing off and tosses it to the floor without a care in the world, then flops right back onto the pillow again.]

Well, now I am.

[ oh lawd help her

that was

so

gross.

she breaks down in giggles, curling up slightly with her hands over her mouth before she regains control of herself and stretches out again, reaching up to wrap her arms around his neck, blushing and laughing at the same time. ]

Luke! You can't just throw it on the floor...

[ Though clearly she has no intention of letting him get up to do anything about it. ]

[And he can't help it - as soon as she breaks into giggles, he does too, eyes shut and wrist over his forehead. He's still out of breath, and there's still a pleasant sensation through his body, so his laughter is quiet and warm.

Once he feels Xion's arms around him, Luke opens his eyes and moves the arm closest to her, sliding under her neck and winding around her shoulder to hold her against him.]

It's okay, I'll pick it up later. [That was gross, though. 8( Now, though, he leans his head enough to brush their noses together.] Right now? I don't want to move.

[ She hums warmly and nuzzles him, at least until he turns his head. Then she brushes a gentle kiss against his lips. ]

Me neither... I think I could fall asleep like this.

[ Despite how gross they both are. She doesn't care. She feels the same way as him - satiated, warm, comfortable, happy... she'd stay like this forever, if she could.

She shifts a little, and in so doing seems to notice something. She looks down at her body, then lets her head return to the pillow and laughs. ]

You left marks on my leg!

... I did?

[And here he was just about to agree on the sleeping thing. Luke lifts his head and shoulders up to see, then lets his head return to the pillow, a smile on his face despite his wide eyes and surprised expression.]

I - jeez, I'm sorry, I... At least you can hide those? [Unlike other marks they've given each other since they both started to be physically intimate. Ahem.]

[ Laaaaaughs. ]

I don't know how I'd explain them! I'll have to make sure I wear long skirts and dresses for a little while. [ Grinning at him a little teasingly, tilting her head up to kiss his cheek. ]

[Luke isn't sure whether to feel guilty or just amused. But with Xion laughing and kissing him like that, it's hard to feel too guilty. Not when she's enjoying herself so much.

He grins at her in return and tilts his head to kiss her nose.] Just say you felt like it, or something. [And he moves to nuzzle her hair, only to realize something. Something that makes him let out a puff of laughter in her hair and tilt his head down instead, to rest his forehead against hers.] Your hair's so messed up.

Huh? [ Rolls her eyes upward, trying to catch a glimpse of it. She can't bring a hand back to touch her hair, so she just kind of has to take his word for it. Still, a bit in retaliation, she muffles his hair, too. ]

You always like putting your hands in my hair... it always looks silly after! Jeez. I don't feel like getting up to fix it. [ Wiggles herself a little closer to him. ]

I'm not complaining.

[He finally moves his free hand to stroke her hair, trying to at least smooth down some of the strands that are sticking up. As he does so, he finds himself locking eyes with her again, just as they did when they first started this. Her eyes are so, so blue... He's always found them pretty, even when they first met. Now, he can easily get lost in them.

And he does now. He idly strokes her hair now, as he lays there peacefully and lets thoughts pass through his head. Finally, after a long moment, he speaks up quietly, his tone full of warmth.]

We actually did that.

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