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[shadowchaser.livejournal.com]

Who: Amy, Chase, Josi-boy, Song
What: Ambush!
When: February 1st
Where: Rainbow's End
Status: Complete
Warning: BEWARE, SMUT. ...Maybe. >_>





Amy laughed softly as she checked on her sleeping son one more time before slipping out of the nursery and past Song's room. Her friend was absorbed in a book, and would hopefully remain that way until she'd gotten herself back up here. Chase had made herself scarce, but handy, which was easy enough to do in this house. A cackle escaped her as she practically bounced down the stairs. Poor Josi, he wouldn't know what hit him. Hell, neither would Song. Well, at first, anyway.

Amy hurried outside and over to where she'd left Jalen earlier, beneath Song's windows. He had orders to be inconspicuous, but wasn't doing a good job of it. She found him lying on his back staring up at Song's room with a scowl on his face. That wasn't going to work. She knelt next to him, lowering her voice.

"Oh come on, you can't do it that way! It's too easy to figure out you're here for a reason!"

Jalen sat up and brushed himself off. "What do you want me to do then? Pick flowers?"

"Why not?"

Her husband groaned and flopped back onto the grass. "It's still meddling. So what if they want to escape down a bed sheet?"

"But you said you'd do this for me...Okay, after I bribed you and pleaded, but Jale..." She started to pout.

"All right, I'll do something else, but you'd better get inside before you give everything away."

With a happy squeal, Amy jumped up and darted back into the house, parking herself close to the front door so she wouldn't miss Josi when he arrived.

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[songbird9.livejournal.com]

The bra didn't last long. Either she was very agile, or it was just a girl thing, because she twisted and lifted her arm just so and the scrap of clothing was off.
She looked mildly smug about this, no less.

But her hands were already slithering down to tug at his pants, though their attention was divided between that and a gentle exploration of his torso. She stroked his skin as one might pet a cat, with slow and purposeful caresses.

[epauranonavere.livejournal.com]

He was a little amused at the smug look that passed over her face, and would have rolled his eyes, but settled for another kiss. He lifted his hand to brush a thumb across her cheek, moving a stray strand of hair from her face. His movements were slow but deliberate, trailing the back of his hand down her arm, leaving a wake of that same electricity that had been there only moments before.

He groaned slightly into the kiss at Song's touch, even as he almost mimicked her actions.

[songbird9.livejournal.com]

Song really liked sounds.
It was probably those keen ears of hers, but certain noises could be more erotic than sight or even touch, and that muffled moan of his set her tingling all over. More, that is, than she already was from his demonic touch.

She hummed her pleasure and worked a bit harder at his pants, slipping her fingertips under the waistband to tease at the base of his thigh. She very much wanted to elicit more of those sounds...

[epauranonavere.livejournal.com]

That touch was enough to earn Song a start and a strangled gasp, and it took him a moment or five to actually process a coherent thought. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, quietly murmuring her name. For a brief few seconds, he lightly swept his hand over the smooth skin of her breasts, the sparks of electricity returning witch each brief contact of skin.

He needed her out of the rest of her clothes five minutes ago.

He met her gaze, a wicked glint in his eyes before meeting her lips in an urgent kiss as he grabbed her wrist and gently but firmly pinned it over her head.

[songbird9.livejournal.com]

Oh yes, that plan had worked a little better than anticipated.

It was her turn to give a soft moan, and then she was silenced by his kiss.

She tested the strength of his grip on her wrist, almost annoyed that he was delaying her efforts to disrobe him, but he seemed about as needy as she was at this point, so she didn't expect to wait much longer either way.

She'd... better take care of something before she forgot...

Song turned her head to escape the kiss, drawing in a shaky breath which ended in faint laughter.
"Something on the nightstand for you," she mumbled. "Use it or Mabry will kill us."

[epauranonavere.livejournal.com]

He tilted his head, glancing at Song's nightstand and echoing her breathless laugh. "Of course big sis is still looking out for you." He also enjoyed being alive - he had no doubt that Mabry would murder both of them if they forgot.

So he complied before he once again turned his attention back to Song, a small smile on his face before he leaned over to give her another kiss, gentle at first but gradually growing in intensity. He fiddled with the buttons in front of her pants and then hooked a thumb in the waistband.

[songbird9.livejournal.com]

With a hand on his shoulder as a brace, she wriggled and arched her hips, helping to get herself free from the rest of her clothing. As soon as that was done, she mischievously tried that undulating motion again, seeing as it had worked nicely before...

and gasped, because it now worked very nicely on her side of things as well.

[epauranonavere.livejournal.com]

He held one of her wrists down again, kissing the hollow of her throat even as she gasped. His grip tightened at the motion and he couldn't help but let out a quiet moan at it.

He broke away for a moment, peering down at her, the same glow in his eyes a little brighter than before, but he didn't say a single word.

[songbird9.livejournal.com]

She looked right back up at him, and her mouth curved in a small smile.

There was no need for her to say anything either. She simply wrapped her free arm tightly over his back and pulled him down to her.

[epauranonavere.livejournal.com]

He let her pull him closer, and kissed her, murmuring her name as he did so. With her, he could forget everything bad that had happened in the previous year, every terrifying memory, every doubt he had about himself, and let it vanish in her presence.

Tonight, his world was her and only her.

[songbird9.livejournal.com]

Some time later, Song had draped herself comfortably across Josiah's chest and closed her eyes to listen to his heartbeat.

She'd solved her mystery.

What she'd felt earlier was the same thing she'd felt all along, that strange difference with Josiah, nothing at all like what she'd had with Orpheus.

Somewhere back there, with Josiah so close and so open to her, she'd finally recognized it.

Even at their dearest moments, Orpheus had always kept his heart at a distance. It was as if she could touch it with her fingertips, but not get near enough to embrace it. She hadn't even been aware of this until she had something to contrast it with.

In a way, it was exactly the same as the other difference between them. Josiah was her equal, and her friend before he was anything else.
Orpheus, in her mind, had never ceased to be her Superior.

It probably shouldn't have taken a night like this for her to realize why she was so much happier now...

But at least she knew.