PotH: Revolution [PART 2] (NSFW)

"Possibly Sol." He smiled. "It'd give him a lot to live up to."

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He put a hand over hers. "All things considered, if you are, I intended to marry you anyway. If you'll have me, of course."

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She purred, removing his shirt to lap at his chest.

"So, your mom, my dad, huh? I like it."

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She blushed deeply. She hadn't even thought about marriage, yet. The sex was incredible, sure, but outside of his logical demeanor, she barely knew him...

She shook herself, recomposing. "Look, as much as I like to get all sappy on you, if you're gonna propose, do it right. That includes the ring."

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He sighed softly, hands reaching underneath her own shirt.

"So do I."

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He smiled. "I intend to work up to that. In all reality, Shine, you hardly know me. Which is entirely my fault," he added after a moment.

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Purring, she slid her hands down to his pants, unfastened them quickly.

"...What I'm not going to like is that harsh waiting period. Oy."

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She scratched her head. "Well, I guess I didn't put much effort in, either. So, you gonna stick around, so I can get to know you?"

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After drawing her shirt away, he went for her pants, his tongue trailing over her breasts.

He slid down, kissed her belly fondly. "I know."

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He studied her for a moment, nodded.

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She arched against his mouth. "Oh..."

She smiled, ruffled his hair. "At least you'll be there to comfort me."

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She smiled. "Thanks."

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With her pants gone, his hand went to rub her clit, his mouth suckling on her nipples.

He licked, purring. "Always."

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"Mm..." He framed her face in his hands. "I already know quite a bit about you, Shine. I've always paid attention to you, only recently fell in love. I believe it's only fair that I give you a part of myself."

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She gasped, fingers trailing down to wrap around his length.

She laughed. "Good." She slid out from under him, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Okay, we've fooled around long enough."

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She smiled. "That's real sweet of you, Armande. But there are still a few things even you don't know about me."

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He moaned against her breasts, slipping a finger inside of her.

He sighed, sitting up and hugging her. "For now."

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"You prefer lavender freesia flowers, you never toss apple cores as you prefer to bury them. It's why your backyard is it's own apple farm. When you smile, your eyes seem more blue than violet and when you cry..." He slid a finger down her cheek, trailing along the path that first tear usually took.

"You secretly have your mother's old Spice Girl albums on your iPod." He kissed her softly. "And know all the words."

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She pressed against his hand, nibbling on his ear.

"Down, boy." Smirking, she hugged him back. "We'll pick this up, when we get home."

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She blushed brightly. "What?? Mom doesn't even know about that!" Her eyes squinted. "...What song do I play most?"

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His slipped the next finger in, his lapping moving to the valley in between her breasts.

"Good." He smiled, cuddling her.

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He smiled. "I'm not a stalker, Shine. Knowing you, though, I would think 2 Become 1."

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She panted, pulling him towards the bed. "Cross,' she moaned.

She nuzzled him, then stood. "Well, I'm going to take a shower now, if you don't mind."

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"Ha!" She said triumphantly. "'Think', keyword! Just goes to show you don't know everything, cuz the one I listen to the most is 2... Become 1..." It had just hit her that he guessed right, and she huffed. "Dammit. You're too good."

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He followed her closely, laid her down on it when they reached it. "Star..." he murmured.

He smiled. "If I behave, can I come with you?"

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"No, I just pay attention to the things I care about the most. Perhaps I'll try being more open with you."

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She slipped her hands up his back, curled her fingers into his fur. "Now," she whispered.

She smirked at him. "Define 'behave'."

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"Yeah, I'm just dying to know what else you know about me," she said, somewhat deadpan. It wasn't much fun getting to know someone, when they already knew so much about you.

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His tongue went up to her neck, and he slipped inside her.

"Only take you once." His smile was mischievous.

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"If you're upset, my apologies. If I'd suspected you had any interest in me, I would have told you my own feelings sooner."

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She arched up, taking him deep. "Oh!"

"Oh, ha, ha." She smirked wickedly. "Well, I guess you've been good today."

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She scoffed. "Well, maybe if you'd picked up on all the signs I've been throwing you since sophomore..."

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He moaned softly, rocking his hips.

He licked her neck, purring. "I love you."

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"Even you know subtlety is often lost on me."

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She started to pick up speed, eyes closing.

She giggled. "Okay, all right. As long as you 'behave.'"

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"Yeah, apparently. Oh, well. If we started on this sooner, our folks probably would've lased into us, anyway."

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He had her hit that peak a good few times, before going over himself. At the end, he sighed softly, nuzzled her neck.

Smiling, he rose and led her into the bathroom. "I will."

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"Very true. Mm... Ask me something. Anything."

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She held onto him, smiling. "I love you."

She followed, smirking. "I've got my eye on you, Trip."

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"Okay. What's your favorite music genre and artist."

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He smiled. "I love you, too."

Grinning, he turned on the shower and went over to her, pressing her close for a kiss as the water heated up. "Okay."

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He averted his gaze. "The Who."

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She purred, pressing close.

She grinned, pressing their lips together as she guided them under the hot water.

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She grinned. "Really? Wow! Sirius' solos must catch your attention, then."

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He sighed softly, cuddling close. "You and our children mean so much to me. I don't know what I'd do, if anything happened to any of you."

Purring, he grabbed some soap and lathered up his hands before running them over her.

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"I enjoy their music." He nibbled idly on her neck. "Their techniques are similar, but... I admit I would rather listen to Sirius."

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"Then are you staying here or are you going to Europe?"

She matched his purring, rubbing her soapy body onto his.

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"Wow, they get you that much? That's saying something. So, what'd you think of their performance at the Battle of the Bands?"

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He thought on this for a moment. Sever was his biggest concern, and he wanted to be the one to face him, not anyone else, much less Star, Shine, or any of his family. He didn't know if Sever was going to be in Europe or over here in the States, so it made the decision all the tougher. "...It all depends on him."

"Mm..." He cupped her breasts, rubbing happily.

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"Moving." He pressed his cheek to hers. "Difficult, too, as all I wanted to do at the time was press you close, but I wasn't sure you would be receptive to the idea."

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She nodded. "I understand, love."