MINGLE: THE SNOW QUEEN

[loveskulls]

Welcome, sluts! Feel free to use this post to mingle to your heart's delight for this month's event! Remember to post the outcome of all match-ups HERE on the plotting post! The bracket will be updated as results roll in, so keep an eye on that in the coming days as well.

Happy fucking!

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[moonshined]

[Remus lets her adjust to a position that'll make this easier on both of them, and then immediately resumes his work. It's sort of incredible the way he can bring her pleasure just like this, his thumb pressing circles against the swollen nub of her clit. Even though every bone in his body feels liquid, he's got a reserve of energy dedicated to making sure she comes out of this satisfied. And the way she's reacting to his efforts is certainly bolstering.]

That's right. [He kisses her bare shoulder, tasting sweat and salt, his fingers pumping faster. His wrist is aching, but he's not intending to give up until she's done.] That's right, Éowyn—let go.

[Is this how you dirty talk? He's trying.]

[shieldofrohan]

[It's dirty talk enough for her. She groans, arms tightening around him, her hips rocking and thrusting up against his hand for a moment before it all gets too much to focus on at once, and...]

[It feels like falling apart. Like keeping herself together is too much to ask. She cries out louder than ever, her body spasming against him, and then her breath runs out, and she's panting and gasping her way through the waves of sheer, unknowable pleasure thundering through her.]

[At last, she collapses back onto the sheets, pushing at his arm to let him know he can stop now. Her breath comes in sharp, ragged heaves, her mouth dry and her eyes half-closed.]

[She laughs, barely more than a breath.] Ai. I have never felt it so well.

[moonshined]

[Watching Éowyn come around his hand is almost as good as his own climax; she's beautiful and wild and furious and incredible, and he stays right with her as she rides those shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her, only pulling his hand away when she shoves at his arm.

Remus props himself up on an elbow, his skin coated in a sheen of sweat, and grins down at her, looking perhaps happier than she's seen him before.]

I'm very glad. I wanted to make sure you had a good first go of it.

[shieldofrohan]

[She smiles back, reaching up with an arm that suddenly feels very heavy to trace the side of his neck.]

And in that, you served well. And I thank you for it.

[Her arm falls back down, and she stretches, yawning, then laughs.]

I fear I shall fall asleep in your bed, unless I take care.

[moonshined]

[This is....nice.

He can admit that. It's nice, basking in the afterglow next to a beautiful woman. And it sort of makes him wonder what took him so long to do this, when Sirius was shagging every girl in sight at school?

Oh, right. Self-esteem.

He watches her stretch and eases himself to lay back against the pillows.]

You don't have to—I mean. If you want, you can stay. I don't mind.

[shieldofrohan]

[Rolling onto her back, she laces her hands behind her head and looks up at the ceiling.]

...I was about to say it would not be proper. A foolish thought, in these circumstances.

[moonshined]

[Remus glances at her sidelong and smiles.]

Yeah, there's...not much proper about this place anyway. But...I like being around you. So if you want to stay, you should.

[shieldofrohan]

[She turns her head a little to smile back. She looks gentler now than she has before, the afterglow robbing her face of its hardness and sorrow. There is a softness there that, were she to see it, she would not recognise in herself.]

Then I shall stay. For I like your company, too.

And if this were to happen, Remus... I am glad it was with you.

[moonshined]

[Remus chews his lip for a moment, worrying at kiss-bruised skin as he watches her. She looks so different, now, so much gentler. It's strange, but it suits her, he thinks.]

...Me, too. Really. Makes me regret signing up for this a lot less.

[shieldofrohan]

[She laughs, low in her throat.]

As does knowing I was not alone in regretting my choice!

[moonshined]

[Without thinking, Remus leans over and brushes a strand of hair away from her face.]

Definitely not alone.