Room 302, Thursday Afternoon

[not_a_moonie]

The nice thing about having a room to yourself was that you could do whatever the hell you wanted. Today Alana had a little bit too much restless energy to sit and read, so she played with her music app until it started blaring something that made her want to pogo madly and bounce off the furniture.

So you been to school
For a year or two
And you know you've seen it all
In daddy's car
Thinkin' you'll go far
Back east your type don't crawl ...

She still wasn't a hundred percent sure what a Cambodia was, but whatever. Anything that made her shout along joyfully worked just fine. She hadn't bothered closing her door, but that worked just fine, too.

[OOC: Open post, open door. Dante thread is NSFW.]

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[rebelseekspizza]

It was always rude to do that when you weren't sure the other party was cool with it. Especially when you had supernatural strength.

Dante slid his hand into her hair in earnest. His breathing was starting to run ragged, and he gave up on look in favor of letting his head hit the pillow with a thump. He muttered a handful of colorful expletives while he was at it.

Ah, there was that nice brain fog. C'mere.

[not_a_moonie]

Yeah, supernaturally strong thrusting into her mouth probably wouldn't have been one of Alana's favorite things.

On the other hand, the way he looked now, cursing and falling apart ... that was rapidly becoming one of her favorite things. She pulled off for a moment, keeping her hand in motion while she kissed below his navel.

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante peered at... the top of her head? Yep, top of her head, with one half-squinty eye. "Now you look up to no good," he said.

His breath hitched on 'look' and again on 'good'. And then-- "Damn."

[not_a_moonie]

"Damn?" she repeated, amused -- and, on impulse, stretched up to try to kiss him if he'd let her.

[rebelseekspizza]

Hey, Dante had absolutely zero issue with kissing. Even if he did have some weird hang-up about it, right now his focus was on something else entirely.

Or... not much. Didn't feel like focus. Brain scattered. Nice.

Would've missed her mouth, but that was busy somewhere else now. He groaned against her mouth, kissing her back haphazardly, hand still buried in her hair.

[not_a_moonie]

The kisses were messy, with odd gashes of teeth and tongue, and utterly perfect. Alana moaned back, unconsciously fluttering her wings as she rocked against him. The strokes of her hand stayed firm and steady and her cleft was wet and hot against his thigh.

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante even noticed, and there was maybe a moment where he bit at her neck, and muttered, "Alana, fuck--" as he realised what was pressing into his leg.

That was hot.

He rocked up into her hand once, twice, three times, and then his fingers were clenching in her hair with barely-remembered self control and he had to break away from her, mouth open and eyes shut.

[not_a_moonie]

Holy living fuck, that was intense. Alana was sweaty and breathing rapidly as she rolled slightly to the side, hands grasping at flesh and fabric -- whatever she could grab.

She muttered something into his shoulder -- a curse, a pet name. Nothing that took thought, because she wasn't thinking any more than he was.


[OOC: Great place for a misping, huh?]

[rebelseekspizza]

Fuck. Okay. Once Dante found some semblance of thought, or, well, muscle control, his hand managed to find Alana's hip. "Fuck," he sighed, running the other hand through his hair.

Yeah, that about covered it.

[not_a_moonie]

"No," Alana said, with a muffled and very satisfied giggle. "I think that's for later."

She grabbed for a corner of sheet, haphazardly wiping them both off.

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante snickered. He darted in to kiss her on the cheek. "'m keeping you to that," he said.

[not_a_moonie]

"I'd be disappointed if you didn't," Alana said, and curled in against him, because sometimes she was a cuddler even without ulterior motive. "You're too much fun not to."

[rebelseekspizza]

"Thanks," Dante said, stretching a little. Not a natural cuddler, but he wasn't gonna shove her away for doing it. "Guess we've got something in common."

[not_a_moonie]

"I count two things in common," Alana told him. "Being incredibly hot, and being really good in bed."

Which was exactly what she was looking for right then, so she was going to kiss Dante's ear to thank him.

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante chuckled, and turned his head over on the bed. He touched her chin lightly, just so he could tilt it up just so and kiss her on the lips. "We do at that."