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[His breath shudders as his cock rises to meet her touch. Nero grabs a fistful of his ruined shirt and-- with a particularly motivated yank, pretty much tears it all off before peeling off her undershirt as well, his skin hungry for hers.]

I'm being selfish. Just-- let me be selfish.

[ she helps pull the undershirt over her head hard enough that it tears some of the seams but for once in her life she doesn't care.

cupping his face with her other hand, as she tugs his pants down with the other— ]

Be as selfish as you want. I'm yours.

[They're just a jumble of frantic limbs and discarded fabric. Nero rolls onto his knees, kneeling above her in order to grab her pants-- and rip them off her, pulling her legs into the air and hiking her ass off the ground.

The head of his cock presses against Shrike's entrance and he bends over her, splayed open as she is, kissing her hard into the courtyard grass.]

--'ll be bad together, then.

Every time I think I couldn't be into you more—

[ she gives a breathy, slightly flustered laugh, and reaches up to grab his ass, jerking her arms to pull him toward her, encouraging him into her. ]

I don't want to think about anything other than you, so don't let me.

[In response, Nero trails his mouth down her neck and bites down as he thrusts into her at the same time, plunging deep as the taste of blood fills his senses. Hot, metallic, it sparks that demonic fire in his veins, spurring him on.

As his tongue laps the wound, his hands grab her legs and throws them over his shoulder to start fucking her. If she could still speak, then she was thinking - and she didn't want that.]

Ahh—!

[ and she's lost entirely to him, white sparking in the corners of her vision as he bites down, and fuck, if she wasn't already turned on, she would be now.

Words definitely aren't coming to her, but her hands scramble up his back, nails digging in hard enough to leave red trails down the skin. ]

[No thoughts, only sweat and skin, flesh pounding against hot, throbbing flesh as he pumps into her with such relentless fervor that she's practically folded in half against him. The sting of her nails only stokes that flame - stirring a low, demonic growl from the pit of him, one that thirsted for utter domination.

He licks his lips before crushing her in a forceful kiss, letting her taste her own blood in his mouth as he tightens his grip. His fingers grab ruthlessly at her thighs and hips, driving himself in further.]

[ the sharp metallic tang on her lips pulls some even deeper, aching, primal need out of her, and her teeth scrape hard over his lips between heaving gasps, enough to draw some of his blood, too.

she flexes against him, arching, pressing her hips forward to meet his thrust—and then slides one leg off his shoulder, tucking it and giving her hips a hard turn sideways to try and flip him on his back. ]

[He's so lost in adrenaline and need that he doesn't even see the pivot coming until he's flat on his back and-- god it made the devil in him thrill at having a worthy opponent. If she wanted him under her, it wouldn't be without a fight, either. He would not go quietly.

He hefts himself up on one elbow, groping a fistful of one breast in his hand, and raking his teeth against the other in crude kisses, tongue fighting against her nipple before biting down around the areola.]

[ it doesn’t give her time to think before her gasps turn into a breathy, ecstatic shriek as his teeth close down on her—her head tilts back on reflex, eyes squeezed shut against the wash of sensation.

and then it’s her turn to shove him down into the grass by the shoulders, locking her lips onto his as she drives her hips back against him, taking his cock as hard and deep as she can as she rides him. ]

[That helpless cry on its own is nearly enough to make him come, rich and sweet and intoxicating to his ears as he sucks at the wound. But then he hits the ground with a hard grunt, hands moving to grip her arms on instinct, to wrest control-- he's trapped by her lips before he can.

With each plunge, new waves of heat and pleasure overtake him, until he's gasping for breath, voice lost to her command of his body. His back arcs, and he reaches up to grip her by a fistful of hair, clinging on tight as his body teeters over the edge. More, give him more--]

[ Every movement, every time she rolls her hips to meet him brings her closer to the edge, and she drags her hands down his chest to feel the firmness of his body, the flex of muscle—

And then he grabs her hair, and she couldn’t hold on anymore even if she wanted to. Shuddering around him, she comes, clinging to him with a strangled cry, head buried against his neck. ]

[This time, her cry destroys whatever was left of his endurance and he empties out, coming in her harder than he's ever done before. His head jerks back and he moans like an animal into the sky, going stiff from euphoric release... then melting, into an exhausted heap.

Sweat and silver hair pools around him as he pants, breathless as the slow trickle of his senses creep back to him.]

[ As she starts to wind down, she sags against him, twining fingers into his hair and nuzzling her nose against his jawline, enfolding him in her limbs. ]

Mmmmmm.

[Let's just

stay like this for a while

because Nero's not sure he can feel his body anymore

Weakly, he strokes her hair breathes,]

That... was......

Incredible?

[ it’s just silver-white hair everywhere at this point; she brushes some of his gently out of his face.

honestly she could stay like this forever. ]

[Nero nuzzles her gently, a relieved sigh escaping his chest. He wraps his arms around her, skin sticking together slightly from the sweat]

I love you... so much.

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I love you, too. ‘Til the end of time. Always.

[ she presses a soft kiss to his cheek. ]

...you’ll never have to doubt it.

I'd never. I just...

[It's harder for the self-loathing to find purchase in the afterglow, with the two of them melted against each other. This felt right. He was allowed.]

Just... hold me?

Nothing else I'd rather do.

[ everything feels right in the world again, at least for the moment. maybe this can be allowed. maybe it'll all be okay.

after a second, her feint peels off of her and just... goes to put something heavy in front of the door. ]

[That's a good call because if anyone walked in on them, both of them would have to immediately die, forever]

I can't believe we actually did that...

[he's both amazed and embarrassed]

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[ she laughs against his skin, quietly, and curls more against him— ]

Ye gods, me neither, but—

Well, I'd do it again, though.

...Yeah.

[With a faint, tired but relieved smile,]

Um. Do you... feel better?

Much better.

...you?

S'long as you're here.

[He sighs quietly]

...I don't know how you live with self-loathing.

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