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[ yep, as predicted, Rachel is watching his butt. because it's a nice butt. Stiles has a nice everything, really. nice back, nice shoulders. ( so many freckles!! ) nice butt. she rolls off the bed once he's in the bathroom, making good use of a few tissues to clean herself up a bit. not that there's a mess, but. well. she was really turned on before. still is, honestly. but yeah, so. just going to clean that up before tossing the tissues in the trash and getting back into bed. and oh, right, covers. she pushes them down a bit so she can get under them, but leaves them folded down in case he doesn't want to get under them once he gets back. options! those are good. sure.

she's laying back on her pillows by the time he's walking back into the room, but she curls up on her side again to make room for him, back to just watching because how could she not watch ]

Hi, cutie. [ hope he's cool with her curling up next to him, very much like a slinky kind of cat maneuver, suddenly hey, hi, how are you. chin on his shoulder, her arm looping through his. ]

[He's more than fine with that, arms sliding around her and pulling her in close. Being stared at naked was embarrassing, but having her pressed up naked to him under the covers, well, that was okay. In fact, that was more than okay, if mr pokey was anything to go by.

He leaned down and pressed a kiss to the top of her head.]

Hey.

[God, what the hell did he say now? 'Nice sex. Same time next week'? God, he sucked at this. Why did he suck at this? He was fine before this. She hadn't gone running for the hills yet. That was good, right?]

Can we stay like this for a bit?

['Like this' being in bed naked.]

Of course we can.

[ she's definitely feeling snuggly now, for sure. basically she just has to be touching him at all times. her cheek is still squashed to his shoulder, but her free hand is reaching to trace up and down his forearm, over his hand, the inside of his wrist. ]

-- Want to lay down, maybe? [ ahaha, oh, it is a bit awkward, she's starting to realize it too. what do you do after you have sex? snuggling seems like a safe bet. they're doing pretty well with that already. but still, right, what do you say. great job, high five.

although okay maybe she does think they deserve to high five each other. not that she'll actually do it, but still. the thought makes her smile. then she's scooting under the covers a little more, not diving back down into a laying position or anything, but slowly getting there, waiting for him to catch up, join the party. the snuggle party. ]

[How can he say no to that? Protip: He can't. So he's moving under the covers, lying on his side and settling his head on the pillow and reaching over to just... pull her in against him. His Rachel. All the snuggles for him. He didn't mind sharing her with Hale and Cora, but for now, it was just him and he was okay with that.]

I have this really weird urge to say thank you, and I know that probably sounds weird.

[ she's easily lead, letting her legs tangle up with his while her hands get to touchy-touching again, now along his shoulders and chest, a slow brush. she's not even watching what she's doing, she just, apparently, really loves the feel of skin. that's not creepy or anything, she's sure of it. ]

It's alright, I felt the same. Just a little bit. But it was a --mutual exchange, so there's really no need to thank me.

[ all the grins, bright grins everywhere. ]

How about I thank you this time, since you were on the top. Then next time, when I'm on top, you can thank me if it's good. I think that works.

[He was in the same mindset, just letting his fingers trail idly over all the smooth expanse of Rachel skin there to be touched.]

If it's good.

[ she's not agreeing, she's teasing him for his choice in words, complete with a face scrunch up at him ]

I think it goes without saying that anything you and me do together is going to end up being better than good. No matter what it is.

I'm trying not to get an inflated ego about any of this, but yeah, even if it's half as good as what we just did, it'll still be good.

[Another kiss to the frothy mass of curls, his head snuggling into the pillow. Weird that he was feeling like he wanted to fall asleep right now, but also wanted to just... slip back in her. Like maybe she wouldn't notice and he could just drift off inside her.

What was his thought process here...]

But I like inflating your ego. And I'd say we had a great first time, so that's pretty ego worthy.

[ and she apparently likes kissing his neck, too, because she's casually doing that again. they're probably too soft to be all that sexy, but that doesn't stop her from using her teeth a little bit too, tongue dipping into the hollow of his throat just a bit. just a flick, a tiny little taste. ]

That's not even taking into account how attractive you are, that's just my opinion on the actual sex. How good you made me feel. [ she's grinning between kisses, pressing back up along his neck again ] Mmnn, no, if you did develop an ego, it should be because you're way too hot, in like, ninety-nine different ways, for six billion reasons. Hot and attractive and addicting. [ she's shifting back again, pretty much just so they can lay nose-to-nose again ] Which pretty much makes me the luckiest girl in the world.

[Why can't he wipe that stupid smile off his face? Oh, right, because she was being all cute and adorable and sexy and, yup, still naked. His hand smoothed down her back and rested on her butt, mostly because he could rest his hand on her butt. It was his butt now. Property of one Stiles Stilinski. It was a good thing it was a great butt. No trade ins.]

I think you're on what the layman calls an orgasmic high.

No?

[ wait, yes she is. and she knows it. that wasn't what she meant. her nose nudges his as she scrunches hers up, because thinking is hard and requires silly facial expressions ]

Nh, so? You're still hot. And I'm still obsessed with you. [ obsessed, there goes her nose again, scrunching before she laughs ] Maybe I feel this way all the time, I'm just incapable of playing it cool like I can any other time because you're naked in my bed and that makes me feel a little crazy? [ her brows lift, like she's said some remarkably intelligent thing, then- ] How about that.

[He's laughing again before he leans in to kiss her, something slow and sweet and again, just because he can. He has no idea how long they have here, whether or not either of them is going to pop off home again and there's that sick feeling in his stomach at the thought of her going grey for any reason or just not being there one day, so he's trying to lose himself in what he has now. To drown in Rachel on the chance that happens, he has something he can remember.

Not that he's going to come out and say that.]

I love you.

[But he can say that. All the time.]

[ it's a good kiss, a good grounding kiss, at least, tugs her out of the completely silly rambling for a moment. her hand moves to rest on his neck, thumb brushing at his jaw. she's not thinking about the same things he is right now, it's just not possible. she's not even worried about her oath, somehow, what this might mean for her when she goes home. nothing, most likely, she's convinced herself of that. but this feels worth it, right now, even if this does follow her home somehow, there's nothing, and noone, more worth it. so all she's thinking about is how good she feels, how much she cares about the boy in her bed. her eyes are still shut even as she grins, gives him the chance to talk, and time to reply- ]

Oh, do you. [ well, so much for not being silly anymore. her voice is quiet, but playful ]

Yes [A kiss to that scrunched up nose], I do. Very much. I love you enough that I kind of want this stupid war to drag on for a bit so I can have as much time as possible with you. I don't want to leave and I don't want you to leave.

[DON'T LEAVE ME was the big sort of flashing sign in there.]

[ ... oh. she wasn't thinking about that before, but. now she is. so it sobers her a bit, makes her bite the corner of her lip a furrow her brow a tiny bit ]

I'm not going anywhere. Even once the war is over- we'll figure it out, right? [ ohh, wow, now that she's saying that out loud she realizes how improbable that is. the gods won't let them just hang out here, she's sure, they might get sent home pretty much immediately. ] I'm not letting you go.

[His arms tightened around her, like he could somehow keep her with him just by that alone.]

They'll have to pry you from me.

[Which he was not picturing in his head and just made him hate the gods that much more.]

[ some part of her knows they're being insane. it's just this little voice that wants to tell her to reel it in before she ends up getting hurt, before they get too carried away, but it's completely drowned out by how much she wants this, wants this chance to spend time like this with him. so there's heavy words, a heavy bolt in her chest that won't let up, but she welcomes it because she knows she's not going to feel like this again, not about anybody else. she huffs, like she wants to be saying something, but instead she ends up pressing in for a kiss, something to anchor her from feeling like she's going to get swept away in the negative, the parts about the future she can't bring herself to think about just yet. her hand slides from the side of his neck to the back to pull him in and keep him there. ]

[He's more than happy to be kept, there or anywhere. As long as it's by her, of course. But he kisses her back, one hand lost in her hair as he tangles his legs up with her. He's murmuring things into the kiss, trying to let her know how much she means to him, that he can't think of anyone else, that he doesn't want to be without her in any universe... stupid little things that his heart wants and his mind knows is impossible.]

[ she tries to shush him once, just one time, because she's pretty sure her heart can't handle many more feelings right now, but it's a tiny effort, one that's abandoned after the first try. it's more fun to just keep kissing him, let what he's saying fill up her chest with happy things instead of focusing on what they can't control. she only manages to reply with little hums, sounds that are swallowed up in their kiss but there just the same. and she's all movement too, more than she should at least, fingers brushing along his neck and her legs sliding against his. just because she can. ]

I am so mad at the world-s for separating us. [ she's sort of panting against his mouth, woops, but that's what happens when she doesn't want to pull away but needs to take a breath from kissing. well, sort of. her tongue flicks out just to lick his bottom lip, then she grins ] On the one hand, fate gave me you, but on the other hand, it also made me wait this long for you, so I'm not entirely pleased. No, sir. [ one day she'll learn how to stop rambling when her emotions are high. one day. ]

If your fate can find a way for us to stay together, maybe I'll look into giving it a shot in the belief factor.

[He was sliding a leg between hers, hand moving down to grab her thigh and pull it up, like he wanted to try to get as close to her as possible -- even though they were pretty much as close as two people could get without there being some extra... things going on.]

That's pretty much the opposite of how fate works, ya mook.

[ but she lets him pull her closer, letting her leg hook over his hip, body curling a bit in towards his. aha that thigh between her legs is awfully close to somewhere that's probably still pretty sensitive, but that's so fine, it's 500% okay by her. but the whole change in position is much -sexier now, it's less snuggly, at least. ]

Fate doesn't figure anything out, fate just is. It's up to us to figure it out. If we were back in my world, you'd believe.

Maybe. Maybe not.

[His hand slides down her thigh, then back up it, cupping her ass and giving it a squeeze before he slid his hand back down.]

There's too much that happens for me to just blindly believe in something controlling everything. Too many accidents, too much bad stuff for me to think that someone wants those things to happen.

[His nose nudged hers, pushing at her to lift her face so he could steal another kiss. And then another.]

This one thing? This is a happy accident.

Mm, but it's not like that, it's- Fate is a milestone, it's a fixed point in time. How we get there is up to us, there's nothing controlling that.

[ it's kind of hard to talk about semi-serious stuff when he keeps squeezing her butt ( and she fully allows it ), but she's trying. she likes talking about this, clearly. though she's still eager for each of his kisses, returning them happily. but his last comment makes her shake her head, a little bit, noses nudging ]

Us? Oh no, we're definitely not an accident. An Oracle shows up in a city that strips her of her powers, and thus, her responsibilities, and is quickly introduced to a cute, funny, single guy who understands her right form the start, and makes it impossible for her to stop thinking about him? That right there is fate, my love.

[Yeah, that has him laughing.]

You realize this city is full of single guys, right? And I'll bet there's a bunch who look better without their shirt on than I do. And you, Miss Dare, are not exactly someone that someone else needs a degree in rocket science to figure out. You're just... you.

[His hand is sliding back up to that butt that he can't stop groping, thigh pressing upward a little more because all of this touching was making that part that hadn't quite gone down become suddenly revitalized.]

You have catastrophically missed my point.

[ and she's just pulling in a quick breath as his thigh parts hers a bit more than she can, uh, hide behind, toes curling a bit at the promise of contact. oh, but she's not ready to give up her brain yet!! ]

One, you look great without your shirt on. Two, you get me in a way that a lot of people just wouldn't, right from the start. We have a lot in common, and they're just- relatable things. And it was easy to talk about that stuff like, right away. The crazy makings of our lives back home isn't exactly average first conversation material, and yet. It happened. And three, my whole point was that it wouldn't have mattered if it was a city with only guys, you still would have stood out. [ she gets a little quieter for a second, not quite embarrassed, but almost there ] I didn't exactly have an easy time when I first showed up here, especially when the city sent my friends from home back, but then- There you were, being all you on the network. Right when I needed a friend.

[ she shrugs a little bit, not really sure how much further she can explain it, because yeah. it just makes sense to her. ]

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