RP: Post-Security Rounds

[tt_dempster]

Date: 18 Feb 2002
Characters: Demp Wiggleswade, Lavender Brown
Setting: Command Center - Security HQ; Lavender's house
Content: Adult (Love Potion Plot)
Status: Private : Open

Demp finished up a double shift in the afternoon and made his way to take a shower. His body ached in the way it only could after 17 or so hours on his feet, and the thought made Demp smile. He made it to Command Center and left his things at his locker, heading to the bathrooms for his shower to refresh his mind and muscles.

With his mind on other things - what the pub might be serving for dinner tonight, what the muggle radio stations might be playing on the datapads - he took an extra long time in the shower working the kinks out of his broad shoulders and tight neck. After a while, his hands nearly numb from the water and absent thoughts making him nearly dizzy, he headed back to his locker and his things. Dressing in loose gym shorts and sandals, throwing a t-shirt over one shoulder and his bag over another, he headed out, planning to walk in the beautiful sunshine and enjoy the heat. He was suddenly in a much better mood, feeling buoyant and happy, and he decided to wander the settlement, see what else others might be up to. Not finding any, he found himself headed toward a fellow Security witch's house. Walking up the path to Lavender Brown's house, it didn't occur to him that was shirtless and barely dressed, only that he suddenly wanted to see her and say hello.

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[tt_dempster]

With his free hand he undid the latch on her bra and let her move so it could fall to the floor at their feet. His mouth now clasped firmly on her right nipple, twisting the nub around with his tongue. Demp closed his eyes, desperate for more of her movement, more friction where he so clearly needed her most.

Nipping once more at her nipple, his lips moved up her chest and neck, trailing kisses and love bites - LOVE! That was the word! Clearly! - and then he kissed her again, murmuring, "love, oh gods, love," into her mouth as he did so.

His tongue now darting into and out of her mouth, his hand on her now-free breast, their bare chests flush against each other, his hips bucked into her, pushing her harder against wall. This just wouldn't do, and breaking all contact - despite the gnawing in his chest when he did so - he shook his head and looked her up and down, "You're far too over dressed, love," he leaned down again, his arms around her but his hands against the wall, pinning her to her spot, his face barely a centimeter from hers, his lips just within teasing distance. "Do you want to do something about that? For me?" He stayed where he was, waiting for her reaction, desperate for her nakedness but unable to pull away from her. The hold she had over him was obvious, surely she could see it too, he may be taking the lead here but she was calling the shots, she had him wrapped around her finger.

[tt_lavender]

Lavender sighed, glad to be free of her bra, but at the same time wishing that she'd worn something prettier for him. Her sigh quickly turned to a gasp as his hot mouth found her hard nipple, giving her more of what she needed and stoking her desire into something that felt like a fire, consuming her from head to toe. He murmured 'love' as he kissed her again and it seemed as though the world fell into sharp focus. Love. Yes, she loved him and that was why this connection was so powerful. He was everything to her.

She laughed softly. "You could at least say please," she teased, her nose brushing against his before she stole a quick kiss. Lavender definitely wanted her shorts off. Her knickers, too. Dempster was pressed hard against the crux of her thighs and she wanted to feel that more intimately with nothing to keep them apart. "Down," she ordered breathlessly, wiggling a little against him to make her point. As soon as her feet could touch the floor, she made short work of removing the inconvenient cotton.

[tt_dempster]

Standing in front of him, naked, Demp sighed a long exhale of anticipation. The moment she was through he was on his knees, her hips in his hand, reaching out to kiss the little curve of her hip bone, one side at a time. He punctuated each kiss with a "Please?" and then looked up into her face (which admittedly wasn't very far away thanks to his height and her lack of), indicating her nakedness with a nod he asked, "Please? May I taste you?"

Waiting for her answer his heart beat like a cannon ball against his ribcage. So much of his very basic life happiness depended on the answer, he knew it.

[tt_lavender]

Her breath caught. He wanted to do something that she had rarely done with anyone, not through lack of interest on her part, but because of past partners being unwilling. Naturally, she had refused to reciprocate. But Dempster was offering without her needing to ask - not that she was feeling all that verbal right now.

"Yes," Lavender said quietly, resting her back against the wall. She bit her lip, nearly trembling with anticipation. "Of course you can. Anything."