fateandfortune | Just two vampires, traveling the galaxy... [For Todd the Wraith]

That swipe of his tongue had her breath hitching, a strangled squeak pulled from her throat as her back arched as far off the bed as she could manage when the damn thing moved almost as much as she did.

"This is incredibly unfair, you know," she informed him as she met that watchful gaze, though her tone made it clear she wasn't entirely serious. "Though, also just... incredible." Her head tilts back and she lifts her leg slightly to press against his length, just enough to let him know she was completely aware of him there.

Edited 2015-12-29 02:14 (UTC)

Todd grinned but said nothing as he continued to lavish Rogue with attention. The press of her leg against him pulled a small rumble from him, but he didn't pause to let her play with him.

Instead, he moved away from her breasts, further down still to brush his lips against her stomach, bluntly nipping the soft skin and then lifting his head to tug her panties down at last. His gaze was not down between her legs, but up on her face as he did so.

That rumble was one of the best sounds she'd ever heard. She wanted to coax more like it from him, to make him shake and lose control. But she would wait her turn, because she couldn't bear to stop him now.

And really, if he was going to keep looking at her like that, she was tempted to let him do whatever the hell he wanted to her. She couldn't breathe as he removed that last scrap of fabric from her and watched her while he did it. Her chest heaved slightly as she met that gaze and forced herself to take in another gasp of air while she waited to see what he would do next.

When the last of her clothing was tugged away and tossed aside, Todd sat up to look her over. Beauty was different in the eyes of a wraith, but he could still appreciate her physically. Many humans in Pegasus, thanks to weaker medical advances, were not in the best shape in one way or another. So Rogue was positively perfect in comparison.

Todd removed his shirt before prompting her to move further up into to settle in the pillows before laying against her again, claiming her lips and cupping her jaw.

Rogue didn't put much stock in physical appearances, not after she'd seen the true nature of so many people with her powers. The most beautiful could be the most cruel, while those considered unappealing by society were full of nothing but kindness. So the fact that Todd wasn't handsome by normal human standards didn't mean a damn thing to her - he was intelligent, funny, and kind, and for those qualities she found him amazingly attractive.

Once she'd settle into the pillows and he was back in her reach, her hands were all over that newly exposed skin, her fingertips tracing lines of muscle while he kissed her, nails scratching with just a slight pressure as they moved up his ribs and around to his back. She sighed into that kiss as she savored the feeling of so much of his skin on her own, something so perfect that she'd never before experienced and simply couldn't get enough of.

The commander could only imagine what it was like to be free of clothes and be with someone without them too-well, almost, he kept his pants on for the time being-after years of being unable to so much as brush against someone. It was a wonder how she was controlling herself, but she was, and he was glad of it, made every touch he bestowed upon her all the more savored.

Settled against her, her breasts pressed against his chest, warm and soft, sending a fresh surge of ache for more himself...but he was even more patient than she, and he had something special in store for her.

His path was unhindered by cloth now as he moved his way down again, caressing her thigh and stopping at her stomach again. Shifting more comfortably down, he spread her legs and put his mouth on her. Oral was hard for wraith to do and only the most experienced did it. Sure wounds healed, but it didn't stop the nick of a tooth in the privates any more fun that it would be for humans. Todd was careful, using his lips and tongue on her folds, tasting her for the first time.

This was something completely new to her, an experience she'd only had before through borrowed memories that were mere shadows of the real thing. It was a fantasy she'd held close for the 'one day' when she might have control over her mutation. Remy had tried, bless him, but there had been no way to achieve the effect safely, the substitute of sheer silk scarves offering nowhere near the same amount of sensation as skin on skin. But now.

Everything else fell away from her perception except for his lips and tongue and the things they were making her feel. She was melting under his ministrations, her body filling with liquid fire and a burning desire for more. Her muscles quivered and it was a struggle to hold on and not give way to that tidal wave of sensation surging through her. She didn't even realize the sounds she was making, whimpers and moans that wordlessly begged him not to stop, or the way one hand clutched at a pillow while the other sought out one of his, wanting to hold on to him when he was so far away.

His hands held onto her hips, keeping her from bucking around and doing herself an injury. However, he did pause long enough to lift his head and guide her searching fingers back into his hair as she seemed to want something to grip of him. That, and he liked such treatment.

He resumed running his tongue along her, slowly, enjoying the warmth and wetness of her on his tongue. He plunged deeper, caressing along her clit and then dipping into her hot core, allowing a low but very audible rumble to escape him as he did so.

Every little noise she made filled his ears, the little gasps and moans, trusting that if he hurt her or did something she did not favor, she'd let him know.

That rumble was something she physically felt as well as heard, and it was the start of her undoing. With every caress, the pressure within her built and her responses grew in volume. If his hands hadn't been keeping her in place, she might have wriggled right off the bed, her control over her own body flying right out the window.

Everything he did was perfect, though she was so far gone that even pain might be perceived as pleasure at this point. It didn't take long at all for her to fall into the strongest orgasm of her life, crying out as it washed over her. Her body tensed and then shuddered almost violently with release, and she tugged none too gently at his hair. And that poor pillow; if she'd had his claws, it would have been in shreds.

She was so overcome with pleasure and emotion that the tears slipped out without her notice, sliding down into her hair as she tried to remember how to breathe.

Pleased that she was pleased, he continued to devote attention to her with his tongue until she ceased trembling and relaxed her grip in his hair enough to withdraw and climb back up.

He cocked his head at her tears though, unsure of what to make of them, but said nothing of it, letting her come down from her orgasm high and pressing kisses and blunt nips against her throat and shoulder.

Todd settled against her, keeping his weight on an elbow, soaking in her warmth and the scent of her. He ached for attention himself, but he was no teenage boy fumbling for the zipper. He'd wait and let her come to him in her own time.

Lord, he was good at that. She felt like she'd become some strange form of liquid, her body wanting nothing more than to lay there with him against her, but she wasn't having that. After a few blissful minutes of coming down from the high, she turned toward him, leaning in to set her own open-mouthed kisses along his jaw, down his neck.

"Thank you for that," she said softly against his skin, dragging her teeth along the juncture between neck and shoulder. She didn't bother being as gentle as he was, something telling her he wouldn't mind a bit of force since any bruises would be gone within minutes anyway. Her tongue danced along that spot for a moment as her hands slid down his chest and stomach until she reached his pants.

"You're overdressed." An echo of the words he'd spoken earlier, said with a smirk as she pulled back to look at his face.

He closed his eyes, tilting his head a bit to let her nip and kiss his throat all she liked.

At the mimic to what he'd said, Todd chuckled, "Well, I undressed you...only fair you return the favor" he pointed out. The caress of her fingers along his smooth skin felt wonderful and he craved for more.

Todd got off of her, moving to lay beside Rogue instead so that it'd be easier to have have full access to him. Later he might return to being on top but something told him he wasn't going to get away with a drawn out playing he'd done to her before.

Rogue was still smiling when she sat up and moved close, leaning over him so she could provide the attention he so rightly deserved. Her hands settled on his shoulders again, caressing his skin with smooth, solid strokes as she explored him with first her fingers, then lips and tongue, tasting him when she found a patch of skin that was of particular interest.

From shoulders to chest to stomach, she worked her way down his body until she again reached his pants. It was easy to undo the fastenings there, she'd seen him dress so many times, and gentle but firm tugging had all remaining clothing off him in short order, revealing the swollen length of him that she so desperately wanted to have inside her.

But this was her time to explore, and so she wrapped a petite hand around him, her eyes watching his expression, looking for cues as he had with her. Making sure this was okay.

Todd lifted his hands from the blankets to cup her jaw when they kissed, the other hand burying in her hair briefly before she began to make her way down. Her mouth was hot on his skin and her fingers teasingly light.

When she finally released him from his trousers, he let out a low groan, amplified a bit more when she wrapped her fingers around him. He lifted his hips to allow the total removal of his pants before propping his head up with a pillow to better watch her

He chuffed when she looked to him. This was very okay.

Those were the sounds she wanted to hear. As much as he'd enjoyed hearing her, she felt the same way about him, eager to bring him the same sort of pleasure he'd given her.

And she wasn't new to this rodeo. Between condoms and gloves and scarves, she'd been able to learn all about how to make a man squirm in the best ways - hopefully at least some of that knowledge would be transferable to wraith physiology, and Todd's personal preferences.

She began with light strokes, learning the shape of him, enjoying the feeling of having her skin touch his without any barriers, but those movements turned firm before long, adding pressure first at the base and then the tip of him. Her gaze shifted between watching his expression and enjoying the sight herself of her hand on him. Without removing that hand, she shifted her position slightly, leaning down over him, and moved her hair over one shoulder so she could watch him as she wrapped her lips around that swollen tip and tasted him with her tongue.

Between it all he did wonder how she'd become so experienced when she couldn't touch anyone, but he supposed she'd found ways to pleasure Remy, and he her. Gloves mostly...?

Todd hissed in pleasure as she began to stroke him in earnest, but then her mouth was on him and he lifted a hand to grab the headboard up behind him, digging his claws into the organic material as Rogue's tongue teased the slit and made him swell more as she gave him all the attention he had her.

His eyes-which had closed as she licked him, opened to watch her, chest rising and falling a little quicker as Rogue tested him.

"No need to be gentle." he reminded her.

Message received.

Her hand remained firm on him, alternating pressure as she continued to explore him with her mouth, tracing along the curves and pulling him into her mouth as deeply as she could before pulling back again. She couldn't get enough of him for her own satisfaction, let alone his, and her pace slowly increased as she sought more of those delicious sounds he'd made before.

Her other hand continued to smooth along his stomach, up to his ribs and back down to his hips, dragging her nails along that smooth skin now and then with enough force to leave thin marks behind.

She was doing fine, whether it was as much as she was comfortable with taking in, or just the tip, he was enjoying her mouth on him immensely.

When her hand began to caress and wander, he thought little of it, until she raked her nails along his tough skin. He growled deeply at the sting of welts she left behind, which started to heal up soon afterwards.

"Good..." he rumbled, eyes rolling back again as she put her mouth on him again. At this rate he wouldn't last very long, but then again, humans needed a lot more foreplay than wraith did. This was already drawn out quite long by wraith standards.

Good indeed. That growl he'd given when she'd scratched him was quite possibly the sexiest thing she'd ever heard, and she looked forward to hearing it again under a variety of circumstances.

She could have stopped then, insisted that she needed him inside her rather than finishing him like this. But through her many borrowed memories, she was aware of how different the two experiences could feel, and she wanted to give that to him. To have him fall apart in the most exquisite way because of what she had made him feel. So she continued to speed up and squeeze him just that might tighter, waiting and watching.

It didn't take much more coaxing to bring him over the edge.

Throbbing on her tongue and in her hand, and arching off the bed, he allowed his climax to consume him with a rumbling groan. Thick bursts of cum erupted from his length in her hand, every pulse felt under her fingertips.

After a moment, he relaxed into the bed, staring up at the skylight unseeing before finally looking down at Rogue. "That was incredible." he purred.

Relying on the advice of old female friends in her head (an odd experience), she managed to drink up every drop he produced, the slightly salty taste strange but not unpleasant. She continued to stroke him until his body calmed, just as he had with her, and when he'd relaxed she finally pulled back, running a finger along the corner of her mouth to be sure there were no lingering traces of him there.

Moving up the bed, she settled on her side beside him, slipping her arm across his stomach and wrapping one of her legs around his. She may have looked like the cat that ate the canary as she gave him a satisfied smile and set a kiss on his shoulder.

Todd moved to lay on his side, facing Rogue, leaning in to kiss her, caressing his knuckles along her stomach, the welts on his own long gone by now.

He broke the kiss to kiss her neck, the attention slow, lazy, still coming down from his climax high.

"How'd you manage with Remy?" he asked, curious, fingers teasing along her waist now.

This sort of slow, easy moment was just as wonderful as the ones they'd just shared. In a way, she felt personally closer to Todd like this than before.

"Gloves, and silk, mostly," she answered, her own fingers tracing along his jaw before disappearing up into his hair. "It's a thin material that feels wonderful against the skin. And for what we just did, condoms were extremely helpful."

He vaguely knew of a material akin to what she was talking about. Those who used it were either very wealthy or had gotten hold of enough of the material to make clothes to entice other for sex.

Todd closed his eyes as she slid a hand back into his hair. She'd have to decide on a new hair decoration for him later on.

His eyes opened again at that last bit she mentioned, brow creasing in confusion. "What is a condom?"

She should have seen that one coming.

"It's a device used to prevent pregnancy and the spread of disease," she explained, trying to find the right terms that he would understand. "It's usually made of latex, like the gloves doctors use, and there are all sorts of different textures and even flavors available to increase pleasure for both parties. The chocolate flavored ones were a staple for us," she admitted with a grin and a hint of a blush creeping up her neck.

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