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

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

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It was a pleasant surprise to glance over and see Todd asleep on the bed, relaxed and peaceful. He can't have gotten much quality rest the night before propped up in the chair as he had been, certainly not when he'd been woken by her nightmare. She hoped that didn't happen again tonight, he had important things to take care of tomorrow; she didn't know all of the details, but with a civil war going on between his people, he needed his wits about him.

To that end, Rogue forced herself to stay awake for hours into the night, eating the dinner he'd brought for her and looking through one of the books from the collection he'd shown her before their sparring session. She didn't recognize anything on the pages, but it gave her a topic for conversation with the voices in her head, providing ample entertainment to pass the time. Eventually she fell asleep herself, the book held carefully to her chest as she curled up in the armchair, her boots set on the floor beside it. It was a fairly deep sleep, and she didn't dream for one of the first times in many weeks, something she was eternally grateful for when she awoke.

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An incredibly pleased moan curled its way out of her throat at that delicious kiss, the feeling of his lips on hers and his hand in her hair sending a spark of fire up her spine. Her body was so attuned to the slightest touch from him that even the most innocent caress felt nothing short of amazing.

She'd had the same sort of thoughts about Atlantis, knowing that his free time would be extremely limited and their options of places to be together without prying eyes would be rather slim. It was another thing she would greatly miss while they were in the city, but her focus for the moment was entirely on their present encounter. Not breaking the kiss, she raised up onto her knees and slid her hands up to his shoulders, using him as an anchor as she moved to straddle his lap. It got her that much closer to him, and she knew he enjoyed it when she took that position.

Her closer form had him wrapping his arms around her, caressing her back as they hardly broke for breath.

Todd pulled her closer still, breaking the kiss at last to suckle her throat, a low rumble of pleasure bubbling from him. His mind drifted from everything but Rogue, if any of his underlings tried to contact him, they'd likely leave him be, knowing he was...occupied.

His feeding hand came around and he cupped a breast, teasing the nipple and massaging the mound after.

Her back arched slightly when he touched her breast, pressing more fully into that hand, the texture of his feeding hand providing that much more stimulation against her sensitive skin. Sighing at the incredible feeling, she pressed a kiss to the side of his head as one hand tangled in his hair and the other slipped over his shoulder to caress the ridges over his spine.

"I hope you know, you've ruined me for anyone else," she murmured into his ear. "You're too damn good at this, no one else would ever be able to compare for me."

He pulled away from her neck to look at her, teasing her lips with his own as he spoke. "How do you know one of my crew aren't better?" he asked with a smirk. "I may be the eldest among them but they have more time on their hands than I do to spend honing such...skills."

Todd slid his hand to her thigh, caressing the muscle and teasing the inside. "I could be comparatively the worst on board at this." he pointed out.

Rogue pulled back just enough to raise a skeptical eyebrow at the wraith who was enjoying himself far too much with his verbal teasing.

"If that's the case, then it's better for you if I don't find out," she retorted playfully, rubbing the tip of her nose against his before pressing a kiss to his cheek, followed by another to his jaw. "You might never get me back in your bed. Though, I suppose if there is that chance, then it's worth investigating..."

Not that she had any real intention of doing so. He could present her with concrete proof that someone on his crew was a better lover and she wouldn't even consider being with them over Todd.

Todd grunted through his nose at the rubbing, the corner of his mouth curled up when she kissed his cheek and he turned to try and change it into a mouth kiss instead but she was already at his jaw. He chuffed in amusement at the little affections.

"Then I'll be content knowing you're getting the best" he pointed out.

True, he'd miss her in his bed, but the sex wasn't the only thing he liked about her.

She tilted her head back to laugh brightly, clinging to her commander in her happiness. Leaning in to press her forehead to his, she informed him, "I'm not going anywhere, commander. You're stuck with me."

The sex was amazing, but as with him, it wasn't the only thing she enjoyed about being with him. He had a wonderfully unique sense of humor, and a perspective on things that made her think. He was easy to be with no matter the circumstance, and she trusted him in absolutely everything. Not to mention how much she loved fighting with him, loved to be in the kitchen with him, loved their time spent reading...

She loved him.

Not in the traditional sense, not in the way she'd loved Remy. The love she felt for Todd was more than that for a close friend, but not as madly passionate as the affection she'd held for her dear swamp rat. What did hold passion was her loyalty and devotion to the wraith, which in some ways was stronger than pure romantic love that could so easily fade. She loved Todd, but she wasn't in love with him - a fine but very important distinction.

The commander smiled and closed his eyes, purring a little as she pressed her forehead against his own. He wasn't quite sure what to make of her devotion to him, even after all this time. It was kind of like having another queen, without the competition for his rank.

It was best she not mention so to him. The wraith were just starting to learn compassion. Throwing love, in any of its forms, into the mix would be too strange.

Todd resumed kissing and caressing Rogue, pulling her close as possible to him.

It was better that no one know about her little emotional revelation, really. If she were to let it slip even once, it could happen around another human and end them up in a whole heap of trouble. Devotion and loyalty were fine to an extent, she'd already made such declarations to the commander and queen, but love... No, it was a quiet realization that she would keep to herself, and that wouldn't influence her interactions with anyone, Todd included. She'd make sure of it.

She returned those kisses with an eager intensity, smoothing her hands along his wet shoulders and back, occasionally raking her nails across that skin that she would never tire of exploring.

The scratch of her nails was felt, and felt good, but didn't leave so much as a mark on his tough skin. He groaned against her lips as she did it regardless, and returned the action, though just enough for Rogue to feel the scratch, not enough to make a mark.

As the water and she heated his blood, the hand on her thigh moved inward to tease her folds, his own arousal resting against her other thigh. He wanted her as many times as she'd let him have her tonight.

She let out her own moan at the scratching, trusting Todd implicitly to not hurt her even in the thrill of the moment. It was that trust that let her feel safe enough to be with him like this, exposed and vulnerable, and was just another reason why she could never have something quite like this with anyone else.

A shiver ran through her when he began his teasing. Two could play at that game. Slipping a hand down between them, she encircled his swollen member with her fingers, unable to stop a smile at the proof of just how ready he was for this. His formidable stamina had already been proven on numerous occasions, and she was more than willing to enjoy it to its fullest that night as well.

He inhaled sharply as she grasped him and he swelled even more as thoughts of burying himself inside her surfaced.

Todd broke the kiss to look around, then groaned again, this time in annoyance. The oil was on the other side of the tub. He ceased teasing her to pick her up under the thighs and carry her over to it instead of just asking her.

Sitting down, he leaned in to kiss her again when he decided on a better idea. "Mind trying on your hands and knees?" he asked with a grin.

It was incredibly gratifying to feel his physical response to her touch, and she had to stop herself from giggling at his reaction. She was squeaking a few moments later when he picked her up, holding onto his shoulders as they relocated.

A grin of her own was the answer to his question, and she pulled her hair over one shoulder before moving into position without any hesitation. Just the idea of it was heightening her arousal, and there was a very apparent look of want and need on her face as she glanced at him.

After she got out onto the spongy floor of the room, Todd climbed out after her. The look of desire she threw him nearly had him mount her right then and there, but he was far more sensible. Well, maybe not far more but enough to grab the oil before doing anything.

When he'd ensured they were both slick and ready, he set the bottle aside and leaned over her. Wrapping his feeding arm around her middle he pressed a blunt nip to Rogue's shoulder, his hard cock teasing against her folds a bit more in the new position.

She didn't even try to stop the quiet moans that emerged as he spread the oil to ensure her comfort, or the shiver at that careful bite at her shoulder. And when she felt him against her, so close but nowhere near where she needed him, she gave in and let it be known just how desperate she was to have him.

"Please, commander," she begged in a voice that had an almost keening quality to it. "I need you inside me."

Her commander complied without another moment of hesitation after her needy plead, the hand caressing her stomach moving behind her to guide himself inside. The arm around Rogue's waist returned as he started to rock against her, groaning in her ear as her tight hot walls enclosed around him.

Todd pressed to the hilt within her, slowly grinding his hips against Rogue's own, each movement calculatingly teasing. Before she could beg him again however, Todd took up a hard, quick pace, plunging into her with sharp bucks and a low pleased growl in her ear.

The sensations were different in this position, they fit more tightly together and she felt everything more strongly. Her breathing stuttered as she adjusted to being filled with him so fully, and her moans became louder as he began to move.

She tried to match that pace, the quickness and the sharp thrusts heightening her pleasure, but in the end all she could do was anchor herself to the floor and struggle to keep breathing properly in between the moans and gasps that were nearly shouts as she expressed just how amazing he was making this.

It didn't take long at all for her first climax of the night to suddenly crash over her, and she nearly dropped to the floor as she lifted one hand to clutch at his arm while she shook and her inner walls clenched around him.

He followed right along with her over the edge, claws pinching her skin as he held onto Rogue, his breath puffing against her shoulder as his cock throbbed and emptied deep within her.

Todd pulled her up into a standing position on her knees to turn and kiss him, still buried inside. He didn't let her go, instead, he started to roll his hips again into her, the movement causing his cum to leak out around their joining and onto the floor between her legs.

Rogue let him pull her up, eagerly returning that kiss and reaching back with her free arm to cling to him, holding on as the pressure within her already started to build again. He hardly even had to try, her body responded so eagerly to his every action.

They'd need that bath after all this, that was for certain. Her nails scratched at him again, deeper and rougher this time, enough to leave marks. They would heal, of course, but the point was to raise his level of pleasure, nothing more.

Todd growled again as she scratched him and it encouraged him to go harder. His hands moved under Rogue's thighs to lift her up and thrust in like so. Each time he came, he found a new position, determined to continue until he was utterly spent or she told him to stop, and to keep her entertained, finding a new way to fill her each time.

A quick wash up and dry off before heading back into the bedroom. Getting under the blankets and pelts, he pulled her up on top of him, letting Rogue lay her head against his chest as he spread her legs on either side of his and slipped back into her.

Rogue continued to be a more than willing participant, thoroughly enjoying the creativity Todd was displaying. Each new position left her gasping and shaking in a different way, and she just wished she had his kind of stamina. By the time they moved into the bedroom, she was beginning to wear down and it was honestly nice to lay her head down for a moment.

"You are wearing me out, commander," she murmured, turning her head just enough to press a kiss to his chest before laying her head down again. "My goal was to do that to you tonight, not the other way around."

"My apologies" he grinned. He was a little worn, but if she was exhausted now, he'd likely not be able to exhaust himself into sleep. He considered leaving once she slept to find another partner, obviously a fellow wraith's stamina would be greater than hers and as he'd already been going at it awhile, a new partner could maybe wear him down.

But he wondered about her. She'd likely feel guilty about being unable to satisfy him in the way he wanted. But wraith weren't as devoted to one another as humans were, and she knew that.

He'd go until she could no longer keep up and then leave if he truly could not find some rest.

Rogue wished she had better control over her powers, that she could somehow tap a little of his energy without it hurting him so she could both wear him own and keep up with his pace. As it was, it would be the absolute wrong kind of pain for their current activities and would probably be a major buzzkill.

There would be a little guilt over not being able to help him the way he needed and the way she wanted, but she was well aware of their physiological differences. And while it would be a little strange to her southern sensibilities, she had already long accepted the idea of sharing him with his queen, and she would understand if he went to someone else that night. It was a comfort that she knew he wasn't the type to share the details, though.

That wouldn't stop her from giving it her all, though. Reaching over to take his feeding hand in her left hand, she tilted her head to peer up at him. "I haven't tried this yet," she said, a thinly veiled offer and reminder of the other times she'd explored that slit in his hand, to rather explosive ends. "It might help a little." He seemed to have a lot of energy left, so she wasn't looking for a miracle.

Slowly rocking up inside her, he nodded, "Go ahead" he purred, uncurling his fingers and revealing the slit for her to deliciously abuse. He didn't allow her to do it too often as it was very sensitive, but he might get too used to her toying with him in such away that he became desensitized to it.

His free hand caressed her thigh and along her ass, dipping between her cheeks to feel himself sliding in and out of her wet mound.

She understood his reasoning for not letting her use this particular method very often, and she certainly agreed that neither of them wanted him to become too used to it. Watching him come undone from her 'innocent' ministrations to his hand was one of her favorite things, after all.

For half a moment, she was tempted to sit up and fully take charge of the situation, but she was too comfortable there on his chest, so she just lifted his hand to her, making sure his arm wasn't at an awkward angle. She smoothed her thumb lightly along the edges of the slit, marveling at the strange sight of it for a moment before leaning in close to trace the tip of her tongue along those edges as well, the bitterness of the enzyme a familiar taste by now.

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