Mutants (non x-men)

[intriguess]

Violet

"I'm sure we can generate some heat," I murmur fingers sliding through his hair tipping my head slightly hair falling away from my soft neck as I watch him undress.

 

[sojournerwolf]

Lucas

My shirt slips from my shoulders as I close my eyes, enjoying the caress of Violet's fingers through my hair. I lean forward to kiss her, gently, then rise. I fold my shirt near her cloak on the couch, removing my boots and jeans as well, then return to her. For a moment, we look at each other and I can feel within the mingled flames of love and desire fanning into a bright, warm glow.

Slipping into the bed behind Violet, I put my arms around her and nuzzle her neck, kissing moistly along the swan like arch of her throat. My hands weave through her hair, trailing along her face in tender caress, moving along her shoulders to her breasts.

I trace the outside of her ear with the tip of my tongue, finding her earlobe and gently sucking it in as I caress her breasts, feeling her nipples grow eager beneath my finger tips.

Whispering into her ear, "I love you," I draw her around on the bed to me as our lips again meet. Her body molds to mine and mine to hers as our arms entwine around each other, our thighs meeting with the soft thatch of her pubis caressing my hardness pressed against her belly.

We kiss with a savoring hunger, tongues caressing, exploring as our hands likewise move along each others bodies/ She is warm and soft and between us around us within us energy flows

 

[intriguess]

Violet

I let myself forget my mutancy, where we were and how we got here and just wrapped myself up in his presence. Our skin brushing each other, feeling that slight tingle around us, noticing the glow and ignoring it, letting the simple sensation of being caressed and caressing envelope my mind. My fingers slide along him, my hips moving enticingly with his, feeling his cock fitting between my inner lips, sliding between them and feeling the ridges slide over my clit, I smiled and let my tongue run over my lips moaning, oh how i loved having my neck kissed, if I didn't love kissing him so much I'd die happy with him sucking on any portion of my skin.

 

[sojournerwolf]

Lucas

Our tongues move in sinuous dance teasing, swirling, tasting, exploring. Violet's hands move along my skin and hair, sending small shocks like electric current through every nerve, into my spine, hurtling towards my groin. The moistness of her inner lips causes me to harden all the more and as of one mind, I enter her as she takes me in. slowly, very slowly I dive into her as if swimming in a warm, thick sea closing about me as bit by bit my rigid cock moves closer to her core.

Our lips move apart, as if for breath, and I kiss Violet along her jaw, finding those sensitive stretches of flesh to lightly suckle, interspersed with flickers of my tongue and the light caress of my teeth.

Deeper, every deeper I move into her, a gradual filling as I feel her engulf me tightly, draw me ever closer. I hear her soft sighs of pleasure as my lips move along her throat, tasting, savoring, I suck gently and not too long in any one place so as not to leave a mark, yet I can sense from the bond between us each draw of her flesh between my lips gives excites pleasure deep within her.

Supporting myself on one hand, I move the other to her breast. Caressing, tenderly kneading...finding her nipple and rolling it between my fingers, pinching gently, pulling.

At last, our hips come together, her soft thatch entwining with mine as I push even deeper into her. She holds me there, tight and hot as my penis pulses within her. I feel Violet's legs lift as if to draw me even further into her and I respond by moving my arm down beneath her thigh, drawing her upward Her feet slip towards my shoulders as her body curls. Our moans of pleasure a song of two part perfect harmony.

Deeper I delve into her, then slowly out again. Her breasts are now at a level with my lips and I begin kissing them, sucking, lightly biting as I once again use one arm to support me, sliding my other hand between her thighs to find the hard, sweet bud of her clitoris. In counter rhythm to our synchronized movements, I run the pad of my thumb over her clitoris, drawing from her a gasp as my lips suck deeply of her nipple.

In and out our dance, an unhurried celebration of desire, of love.

 

[intriguess]

Violet

My gasps are soft, hushed almost reverent as our bodies move in a slow dance, matching the patter of light rain outside. My skin fluctuates to plum as our hips meet and part, our skin dancing with pinpoints of light, the room tingling with energy. The moment creeps up on us, where I can no longer tell whose skin is whose, whether I'm really wrapped around him, or he is wrapped around me. My mouth opens and eyes close but no sound is heard as his voice and mine echo in our minds with a cry of rapture.

 

[sojournerwolf]

Lucas

When I was a child, I once stood at the bottom of a canyon and watched to eagles riding the thermals. In a slow spiral, almost as if a dance, they circled one another, higher and higher and higher rising until even I could barely see them. Then, with a shriek as if torn from the winds itself, they plunged, locked together in mating. With dizzying speed they plummeted towards the ground. I gasped then, I remember, thinking that surely they would smash into the hard rock and be killed.

Then, at almost the last moment, they parted suddenly and soared, side by side once more into the sky until lost from sight.

At this moment, I can almost understand how they felt. Desire for Violet fills me, consumes me with sweet fire. Within her close, pefect fit around me, my cock pulses with power more than the rising flood of seed. Her rippling inner muscles caress the length of me. My skin prickles with the feel of energies passing between and through us, then back again, growing stronger, engulfing us. It is almost as if we were two fires kindled separately, then brought together to create a single flame rising into the heavens.

It happens as it seems is just and fair, Violet arches against me even as I find my own body pressing towards hers upon the very crest of our wave of passion. Ecstasy is a small word compared to the surge of feeling of thought of physical sensation that rushes through us at the same time. Her grip on me tightens, loosens, tightens again even more strongly as my throbbing cock becomes a fountain, pouring into her, spout after spout of warmth mingling with Violet's own juices and our voices a song only we can hear, without words or tune but ours and ours alone.

Our bodies quake with mutual release that seems to go on for a blissful eternity. Each of Violet's contractions seems to draw even more from me, past the seed spilling into her, drinking of my very essence. With each gush, I feel her shudder and arch again, as if this evokes yet another spasm of delight.

Slowly, our trembling subsides, though I am so breathless, I dare not speak. Again, the head of my cock has swollen, holding me inside my beloved Violet as her caressing canal molds to fit me.

Gently, I turn us over so Violet may rest upon me. Her warmth, the movement of her breasts against my chest as her heartbeat slows, the sheer joy of being in this place and time with she whom I love as I have never loved anyone else fills me with such wonder that all I can do is look at her, my plum colored beauty, caressing her, stroking her hair...and the bond so vivid between us, thereis no need for the words...we feel the love of each other's hearts.

 

[intriguess]

Violet

In the time after was just as loving as during, I lay on him warm and secure. I kiss him gently and whisper something letting my vision of our home drift into his mind. Watching as he alters the image. We continue kissing building our dream home within our minds.

When we notice the rain has stopped and we've agreed on shingles, I pull away so I can look into his eyes, "I hope it isn't obvious to the minister that we've been," I find myself blushing my dark nearly ebony looks sliding over my shoulders as I lean over him to kiss him lightly. I feel the tip of his cock has shifted and blood has returned to rest of his body as I gently relunctantly pull away.

I glance at his beautiful naked body, once again in a private awe that we fit together so well, and that we had been brought together.

"Does this place have a shower?" My fingers run along my skin, the dim light making it difficult to see me with my dark skin.

 

[sojournerwolf]

Lucas

In the glowing after (literally) of our lovemaking, there is a sense of completeness and contendness that seems to fill me as strongly as the feeling of satiation. Our languid caresses, the intricate joy of kissing is a pleasure nearly as great as the sex itself, yet of a kind hard to define...perhaps beyond even pleasure there is another place those in love may go...a place called joy.

Our mental images build on each others in the flow of thoughts and images between us. Size changes, sometimes teasing, shape alters, colors seem to be something of a kaliedescope in their melting one into another. And there are moments of humor, too...Violet bites gently on my lip when I toss in an image of children and puppies playing in the yard, all of them looking suspiciously alike. She counters with a vision of me having to push my way through a jungle of foliage to get to the kitchen.

As Violet pulls back, I chuckle a bit at her blush. "Well, I suspect it won't be the first time. And if that minister you have in mind's got any sense of discretion, he or she won't ask."

She is so beautiful there in the faint light, dark skin glowing as her hair falls about those lovely shoulders. I could look at her for hours, I sometimes feel, the way her toes splay just a bit when she stretches, like a cats seeking purchase. The way her calves rise into thighs that ripple with muscle beneath her satiny skin. the firm roundness of her perfect ass as it arches then dips into the small of her back, a gradual curve along those shoulders again and her breasts, full, proud mounds stretching to her sleek belly and the softness of her pubis.

I look into her eyes which sparkle with humor at the drift of my attention. Those eyes and the quirk of her lips almost makes me jump up and catch her again in my arms. She forestalls that with a question about the shower so I give her a slow smile.

"Yep. There's a shower past that door off the kitchenette. Fully stocked, too. Might my luscious darling be interested in having someone near at hand, say yours truly, wash her back?"

I waggle my eyebrows in an exaggerated way and Violet chuckles at me even as she rolls her eyes.

So, I'm incorrigible...hey, with Violet it's only natural.

 

[intriguess]

Violet

"Not if I want to get clean you're not," I wink at him and wiggle my hips a little as I head to bathroom, "Actually, the minister I had in mind is a very talented empath, he'd probably know of our passion with his eyes closed." The words drift to his ears as I started the shower. I rinsed off my skin and took moment to wash hair and then I was out, towelling off briskly still in shock over the darkness of my skin, I head into main room drop the towel and begin dressing, unaware of being naked around my love.

 

[sojournerwolf]

Lucas

I laugh at Violet's wry reply and watch appreciatively as she walks into the bathroom. Hearing the shower going, I get up and strip the bed, remaking it for whomever is the next of the old guerilla group that might need to crash here. As I am changing the pillowcases, for a moment, I hold the one Violet's head had laid upon, closing my eyes, inhaling her scent deep into my lungs.

Opening my eyes, I see Violet standing before me with an eyebrow raised. Blushing a bit, I quickly finish the task and turn.

Unself-consciously, Violet is dressing. I'm struck again at the depth of the bond between us. It takes a certain level of comfort with a person, a special sort of trust to be so natural. It's no act, I know.

While I'm glad Violet trusts me, I'm not so sure I trust myself. I go up behind her and put my arms around her soft, dark body for a quick hug and lingering kiss at the juncture of her neck and shoulder.

"I think I'd best get my own shower," I say and release her before other interests become too apparent.

"Hope there's some hot water left," I tease, then glance down at myself. "Well, on second thought, maybe it's best if there isn't"

Her laughter follows me into the bathroom where I quickly shower and clean up after myself. Toweling off, which with my amount of hair is no small feat, I return to where Violet is waiting.

Her skin is near ebony in color now, a healthy, vibrantly dark flush with highlights of purple. She sits brushing her hair, her thoughts elsewhere. Quietly, I dress, then go sit beside her on the couch, running a comb through my hair and tying it back. Violet smiles when I take her hands in mine and do my best to sound like the Scarecrow when I say, "Golly gee, Dorothy...is it time to go see the Wizard?"

 

[intriguess]

Violet

I sense his implication and smile, twisting my hair into a knot at base of my neck. "Only if you don't nip at my ankles Toto." I smile at my new analogy and rise. I swing my cape around me and slip my gloves back on.

"We're off to see a minister, the wonderful wizard who'll wed." I sing slightly off key and smile as I turn towards the door.

 

[sojournerwolf]

Lucas

"Arf, arf," I reply, then laugh at Violet's song. We step outside. the rain seems to have added a crispness to the air that carries exhilirating scents, the sweetest of which is Violet's. Hand in hand, we stroll back into the street. The long, low rays of late afternoon are faintly warm and the breeze caresses us softly.

Sitting around in bull sessions with guys, I have always chuckled at talk of the dreaded "meeting with the minister" and wedding jokes. Now I find myself wondering why. I'm excited, eager even, to get moving on the plans Violet and I are making. I can sense the same in her. And we find each other glancing sideways as bits of thoughts and feelings pass between us, smiling (or in my case, grinning like a fool.)

I'm curious about this minister Violet has found and ask her to tell me what he or she is like.

 

[intriguess]

Violet

OOC nice image SW

IC

We talked and reminisced and walked hand in hand, the summer suns rays casting a warm glow over the town as we head towards what appears to be a church with one opulent stain glass window that was obviously done by a mutant transmuter.

 

[sojournerwolf]

Lucas

OOC: *G* Thanks.

IC: We stop to look at the church window a moment. It is breath taking, nearly alive in the vividness of its colors. My sight reaches into the band widths a bit higher and lower than most folks, but these colors are almost like auras or haloes around the normal range of vision. I hold Violet's hand and empty my mind of all but the vision in front of me, hoping she can see what I am seeing at the moment.

Turning to her, seeing her wide eyed surprise, I smile.

"Let's go see that minister."

 

[intriguess]

Violet

"Since we don't exactly have a government, nor any family we need to be present, would you object to a quickie marriage?" I smile and close eyes briefly feeling the image flood my mind.

 

[sojournerwolf]

Lucas

"A quickie marriage?" I ask with a suppressed grin. "Is that where the minister says, "Do you?" and I say, "I do", then looks at you and says "Do you?" and you say, "I do, " then the minister says, "Done"?

Taking Violet in my arms, I smile and kiss her on the tip of her nose. "Darlin', quick or drawn out, whichever you want is fine by me. You want it over and done with now, heck, sure. You want a party, that's okay by me as well. Either way, I think we're going to need some witnesses, too."

"Your call, sweetheart."

 

[intriguess]

Violet

"Ugh, witnesses, and I suppose I could buy a nice new dress." My voice trails off and I smile, "well let's just meet Marty first and then sort out the details later."

We enter the church, the structure seeming ordinary enough inside, a small man in dark robes walks briskly towards us.

"Violet how good to see you," he pauses and glances as Lucas, "interesting skin tone, I don't believe I've seen that particular shade before. Is he responsible?" he nods and holds out his hand, "Of course he is. It's nice to meet you, I'm Martin," half the conversation was him talking to himself and he looks confused as Lucas doesn't immediately reply and take his hand.

"Don't tell me your one of those mutants who doesn't like to shake hands? Like Violet here?" He pulls back his hand shakes his head and then smiles. "Anyway, I'm guessing this isn't your typical visit?" He walks back up to altar and they follow. "Of course not, it's not the day for mass healing. So what can I do for you?" He turns back and looks at them, then at Violet's tummy. "Arrange a christening?" he shakes his head, "No, of course not, sorry Violet I had forgotten for an instant." He noticed that they are holding hands. "Of course, a wedding." He begins pacing back and forth. "Arrangements will have to be made," he looks at Violet, "you don't think I'll let you get married in some hushed ceremony did you?"

Violet looks over at Lucas and smiles, silently letting him know that Martin is Always like this.

 

[sojournerwolf]

Lucas

I grin at Violet. "Yep, kinda thought you might want a dress, seeing as it's hard to figure what flowers go with jeans and a t-shirt. Imagine I could be a little more presentable too?"

We enter the church and I see Marty for the first time. I smile. I kinda like Marty for all his absent minded ways. With our hands together, the bond between Violet and I is strong enough to sense her gently amused affection with Marty. I glance at her and nod.

"Good to meet you, er, Reverend? Father?" Not sure the proper title as I get a word in edgewise.

 

[intriguess]

Violet

"Oh, Marty will do, I'm not catholic." He picks up a pad of paper and begins muttering about flowers and lighting and such.

"He means he's not an ordained priest, last I knew the Catholic faith doesn't look all the kindly on mutants, something about mutation being a sign of evil. You should meet his wife, an tall red haired woman, built like an Amazon, thighs that could crush a man." I glance at him, noting his reaction to Martin, who is now counting on his fingers and staring at the ceiling.

 

[sojournerwolf]

Lucas

I follow Marty's eyes to the ceiling and see...ceiling.

"Yeah, I recall something a few years ago about a Papal Bull or some such that repeated their stand against all kinds of groups not being eligible for priesthood, but mutants couldn't even serve as altar boys or something like that."

I look at the ceiling again and still, just ceiling.

Leaning over to Violet, I whisper, "what's he doing?"

 

[intriguess]

Violet

"He's contemplating lighting, the volume of the room, how much air the candles will take and how many he can burn without suffocating the mass occupancy of the church." I whisper to him, "At least I think that's what he's doing. I'm not very good at reading minds you know." I chuckle and kiss him, "Though I bet he's wrapped enough up in his planning that we could make love here and now and he wouldn't notice." We kiss again, "Not that I'm suggesting it." I murmur as I see him glance around. "How about we slip out and try and find a dressmaker," I kiss him again.

Marty begins pacing again, writing frantically. "Don't worry about flowers, or food, I think I can pull it together in a week." His gaze falls upon us, "I assume you want to do this as soon as possible?" He nods to himself and begins walking back towards a door, "Oh, find yourself a couple of witnesses and I'll have an official looking marriage certificate drawn up for you."

 

[sojournerwolf]

Lucas

OOC: I'm back for a while this evening and will try to get in some posts

IC:
I smile at Violet and return her kiss.

"Yeah, I think you're right. Besides, the pews don't look all that comfortable."

Violet's kisses, however, are beginning to make me reconsider that, so I agree with her about going to see the dressmaker.

We leave with Marty's instructions in our ears.

"Any idea about whom you want to be a witness?" I ask her as we leave the church hand in hand and head towards the dressmaker's.

 

[intriguess]

Violet

I chuckle at his words and as we walk out, "Well I haven't really allowed myself to get too friendl with anyone since." I gulp slightly and shake it off, "I don't suppose you could handle that, besides you're not supposed to see my dress before the wedding day."

 

[sojournerwolf]

Lucas

"Hmmm," I say to cover the momentary awkward gap. I've caught glimpses of what Violet has gone through and have some handle on why she might prefer I find the witnesses.

"Not supposed to see your wedding dress," I repeat. As we come to a part of town where there aren't many people, I put my arms around her and draw her into the shadows for a long, slow kiss.

"As long as I get to see you," I whisper at last with a smile, "guess I can wait to see the dress."

We continue down the street towards the dressmakers after a bit. I leave Violet there with a hug, agreeing to meet her there in an hour or so. Then, I head uptown to see whom I might be able to put the touch on as witnesses. I figure Mama Pierre will want to be there with her crew. Plus, there's a few others I can think of might be kind of fun have at the wedding.

 

[intriguess]

Violet

I smile as I slip into the dressmakers shop, smelling the scent of fabric, thread and cedar. I watch an unusual women drift through shop, I blink wondering if she really had gone through the dresses. We speak for a little while and she asks a few questions before making a sketch in the air.
The image hangs in the air and I let out a soft breath in delight. I ask if she can do it in a week and she laughs, a raspy sound as if her whole body is filtering air. The image, dissapears and a new one forms, a simpler dress, but just as elegant.

"This I can do in a week," she rasps and I ask about price, she glances at me and names her price. I shake my head and say I'll have to think about it. I say I'll be back at end of day to tell her my decision.