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( closed post ) bizarre celebrations

[ And, later, when she's talked to people, teased Enjolras about the Kesha song yet again, and opened a handful of presents, Natalie's feeling full. It's a good, contented feeling, like things, while they may be shitty for a great deal of time, seem to be looking up for her. She is never ungrateful for her good friends, or a boyfriend who apparently doesn't need to be wooed.

When she shows up, she doesn't say anything, just smiling softly, tucking her loose hair behind her ears. ]

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[ She isn't particularly sensitive but that does bring a reaction out of her as she inhales sharply and stops speaking. Goosebumps spread over her skin, pale but not without some bruises and scars that come with the lives of demigods, and she bites her bottom lip, red and full from kissing. Her legs tighten around him possessively.

It feels good. Strange. She wonders what it would he like if he let his kisses linger there but is too shy to ask. ]

[ That's a yes, he thinks, smiling to himself. Good. That means she probably won't protest if he plays around a little more, pinching gently and kissing her neck, right at that spot that made her laugh before. ]

[ The next noise she makes is caught between a sigh and a laugh, breathy and delighted. He knows where all her ticklish spots are, it only makes sense that he also knows where she likes to be kissed and touched. His hands are calloused and rough on her skin but she doesn't care. Her hands leave their spots on the table and she winds her arms around him again, fingertips sliding up his spine. ]

[ It's a good sound, and her touch makes him shiver even as he tries to get more like it out of her. He continues what he's doing with his hands, gradually moving lower down her neck. ]

[ She nudges her thumbs under the elastic of his undershorts, pulling her hands around to rest on his hips. She can hear her own heartbeat in her ears and she's dying to know what he's going to do next, but she supposes that taking away the surprises will take away half the fun. ] Leo - [ Still, she can't help the mildly impatient sigh. ]

What? [ he asks innocently, completely aware of how the grin on his face must look. Well, if she's that impatient, he'll try something different. Natalie clearly likes it when he touches her with just his hands... so, he wonders, leaning down without warning, how would she like it if it were his mouth instead? Time to find out. ]

[ That... she loves that. She whimpers, startled by her own noise making, and immediately purses her lips. Her legs momentarily tighten around him once more and she stops toying with his waistband in favor of running her fingers through his hair again. ]

[ Well, then - there's his answer. Leo takes it as incentive to keep going, running his tongue over the sensitive skin while his hands fall back to her hips, inside her jeans. ]

[ She curls her fingers, not very tight, but just enough to send a message to tell him to keep going. Natalie is almost embarrassed to admit that she's wet between her legs because of everything he's doing to her. She needs them off.

Hastily, she starts pushing the heavier fabric down until it reaches her knees. ]

[ His hands follow hers, happily taking over once Natalie can't reach anymore to unhook her legs and slide them the rest of the way off. As soon as it's done, he goes right back to where he was before, sucking lightly while his hands explore the newly exposed skin. ]

[ She doesn't know what to do with her hands anymore and they drift restlessly along his arms, his back. She wants him to feel just as good as he's making her feel right now and she, after taking a breath to steel herself, slides her hand under the waistband. ]

[ His breath catches in his throat and he pauses for a moment in surprise. Nat hasn't been overly bold while they've been here, but it's a welcome change, so he goes back to her with renewed fervor. This should be good for both of them, and while he greatly enjoys making Natalie happy, he won't turn away from her touch, either. ]

[ Her motions are tentative, somewhat fumbling but still eager. She doesn't wrap her hands around him but she rubs gently once she figures out what she wants to do to him. There are still too many thoughts swimming in her head and she knows she should shut them out right now. There is one clear sentiment, however, and that's to make sure he enjoys this. ]

[ It doesn't take much; a light touch and Leo's melting against her with a quiet sound, wishing for more but not wanting to push her. Taking a breath, he pulls her nipple gently between his teeth, one of his hands covering her other breast, the other holding her leg sliding up over her thigh. ]

[ The small bite surprises her, the sensation shooting straight down to below her navel, and she pushes her hips forward. They're a tangled mess but she likes being wrapped around him like this. Her hand keeps moving, encouraged by his reaction.

She nudges her nose against his head, whispering, ] I - I want you.

[ Between the way she moves and the way she says that, Leo can't help but groan. He pulls away only to catch her lips with his, wrapping his arms around her and hooking his fingers in her underwear.

Resting his forehead against hers, he breathes, ] I want you, too. [ But their underwear is in the way... ]

There, um, there's a condom in my jeans, the back pocket, because I don't know how to do this kind of thing with magic yet but I can - yeah. [ She blushes furiously and definitely doesn't tell him that her mother gave her this box when she was fourteen because she probably forgot how old her daughter was and that she had zero romantic prospects at the time. Shyly, she steals a kiss instead. ]

I should have mentioned that earlier.

Yeah, [ he agrees with a nervous laugh, extricating himself from her legs to go find it. After a bit of fumbling, he's got it in hand and going back to her for a quick kiss. ]

So how do we... [ How do they do this? Do they stay here, go find a chair, or...? ]

The table's kind of digging into the back of my legs. [ She laughs sheepishly, shaking her head, folding her arms over her chest as she looks around. ]

Is there a, like ... flatter surface? [ Maybe another time, when they're going fast and loose, but today should be different. More comfortable, too. ]

[ He tries not to laugh, but can't stop a grin as his hands nervously pick at the wrapper. ]

There's, um... There's a couch in the back?

Right. I mean, where else would you pass out when you don't come back to camp in time?

[ It is kind of strange, sitting here in just her underwear but it's Leo. There's no one else she's more comfortable with and, judging by the way he had paid attention to her, he certainly likes her like this. Natalie tentatively slides off the table. ] Let's go?

At the work table. [ The way he says it, it sounds like a joke, but that is actually more common than the sofa. And the passing out is literal.

With a smile, he gestures for her to follow and leads the way back, turning back to glance over her again once they get there. How did he get this lucky? he wonders, taking a deep breath. ] So.

[ It's kind of funny and a bit dangerous that she's walking through the bunker in her bare feet. Her heart beats so loudly she is almost sure he can hear it too. This is it. They are finally going to seal the deal. It would be stupid of her to question if he really wants it, but to doubt is an instinct of hers.

She squeezes his hand before resting her hands on his sides. ]

So. [ With a small push of confidence, she starts guiding him backwards towards the couch. ]

[ Well, okay. With a small, approving sound, he lets her push him back, catching her lips and placing his hands on her hips. ]

[ When she has him in a seated position, she holds onto that wave of braveness and climbs into his lap. This, she's never done with him; she's never been a lap straddler, preferring other positions. Slowly, she kisses him before pulling back, settling back into the moment as she pulls her hair away from her face, twisting it into a bun before it unravels around her shoulders. ]

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