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[lady_moon]

Moon rolls over on Jason's bed in the Circus, smiling as she watches him pulling on a pair of jeans. She's wearing one of his shirts, her feet kicking idly behind her, and she nuzzles the blankets. They smell most of Jason, a little of her, and she likes that.

"I want to come too," she says, her words muffled by the blanket. "I want to see what it's like."

It's an innocent curiosity, because Damian had said it was nothing like when she'd given her blood to Santino. She wants to see that, to watch, to understand what it is that Jason, Liz, and Nathaniel like so much and Richard and Anita rail against.

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[lady_moon]

Moon's hands splay on his chest, nails digging in just a bit as she moans and mewls into his mouth. Her hips don't cease their movement as she's quickly taken beyond even her usual irrational thought. When she's alone, and she reflects on Jason and what they share, she usually marvels at how he can make her forget everything but him, them, in these moments.

She leaves his lips, mouth moving over his throat again. Moon licks broadly over the mark Jean-Claude left behind, and then moves lower, kissing and nipping at his collarbones. She doesn't like the barrier of denim between her, and she whines as her hips press down, making her displeasure known without removing her mouth from his flesh.

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

He's entirely focused on her at this moment, his eyes shining almost possessively as he watches her body move over his. He gives a low chuckle at her whine and gives his hips a mild thrust upward.

"Do you want something?" he asks in a sultry growl.

[lady_moon]

Moon lifts herself up, glowering at him, though the look can hardly be effective with the flush and desperate expression on her face. Her hand reaches between their bodies and tugs impatiently at the fastening of the jeans.

"I will never understand the need for covering up with annoying cloth," she growls.

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

He raises his hips slightly to aid her, but he's content with keeping his hands busy at her breasts and letting her worry about his jeans.

"So I can watch you get all worked up over getting them off," he murmurs deeply.

[lady_moon]

"I'm not worked up."

Even as she says it, she knows it's untrue. A particularly enjoyable touch of his hands makes her pause, shiver, and then she yanks the jeans down to mid-thigh. She repositions herself, panting, and bites lightly at his chin.

"I don't like clothing."

As if he didn't already know that. She shifts her hips and slides down him, taking him inside her, and her eyes flutter closed as she lets out a musical moan against his throat.

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

"No?" he asks, grinning as he gives one nipple a soft but quick tug.

She's quick to slide onto him, and it pulls a full-throated groan from him. "God, Moon..."

His hips arch slightly, making him shift inside her. His stomach muscles bunch as he raises his mouth to her breast, his tongue and teeth taking turns working over the soft skin there as his hands abandon their task to help guide her hips.

[lady_moon]

"Ah!"

There is a lot of squirming atop him, heat rushing through her. She always feel as if her mind is in a million pieces, but when she's with him like this, it feels more like her body is.

After a moment of intense sensation washing through over her, she begins to rise and fall on him. She closes her eyes, concentrating on the feel of him between her thighs, pressed to her chest, and hovering on the edge of her mind.

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

He watches the sensations play across her face when he can tear his gaze from the sight of her squirming and slowly working his cock in and out of her.

He's usually the one on top, and while he enjoys that immensely, there's something to be said for watching her take her own pleasure from him.

He nuzzles his face between her breasts again. "Do you like this?" his voice is little more than a deep, vibrating growl.

[lady_moon]

Moon looks down at Jason, her eyes a little unfocused as she moves on him. What a silly question to ask, she thinks.

"Yes," she says, her voice breathy. "Do... do you?"

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

He chuckles, nosing at her breast and drawing her nipple into his mouth once more. "I love watching you."

He leans back with a dark smile, hands splaying out and sliding over her chest and hips. "Faster...please; let me watch you come, Moon."

[lady_moon]

That smile makes her shudders, watch him with just as intense fascination. She doesn't keep his beast absolutely quiet, and there is that rumbling in her that poking Richard's beast had woken. She moves with a single-minded, instinctual rhythm that is all about her own pleasure and little to do with his.

And she, by no means, restricts her voice or its volume.

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

His beast had been showing mild interest, having been sated by Jean Claude's rolling; but feeling that stirring from her brings him around, coming forward to investigate. He doesn't try to push his beast back; he knows what it does to her and so he lets him peer out, causing his eyes to slowly bleed to green.

He watches her, lips half parted and not even trying to restrain his own vocalizations. He's getting off just fine from seeing her take her own pleasure from him.

[lady_moon]

Moon lifts one hand, trailing her fingers near one of his eyes. In answer to his wolf padding forward within him, whatever is in her comes curiously to the front. The area just around her pupils shifts to gold, blending with the green, and she stares down at him.

Pressure builds within her as she moves faster, hands now braced on his shoulders. Moon feels herself near that peak of pleasure, and she gasps, hovering there for just a moment longer.

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

His eyes are wide, watching her without blinking. Her eyes are reacting more like one of theirs, and it would fascinate him if he could focus on that. For now, noticing it is an achievement.

He feels her body tightening around him, sees her gasp and falter in her rhythm, stopping just shy of climax. He gives a high groan through his labored breaths, his hands tightening on her hips.

"Go," his rough voice manages through the smile on his lips, "Just go..."

[lady_moon]

With a cry, Moon rocks just so against Jason, shuddering as her nails dig into his shoulders while she comes. It's that wonderful, mind-shattering moment when her head explodes into dozens of colors and sound becomes muffled. She's grown to really enjoy those moments, not so afraid of the explode-y.

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

It's amazing to watch her let go like that, and he rides the sensation of her body orgasming around him, brows knit with the effort as he watches her every movement and expression.

If she draws blood, so much the better.

He hasn't come himself yet, but for the moment he's content to watch her take hers and enjoy the feel of her above him. When it seems she's hit the peak of her orgasm, he rocks forward, wrapping his arms around her as he lets his momentum carry him forward to lean over her. He wastes no time pulling her legs higher up on his waist and thrusting himself into her, hard and fast.

[lady_moon]

Even before she's had a moment to fully come down, he's above her, moving swiftly, moving perfectly. That golden ring flares in her eyes, eating away a little more at the green, and her nails do draw blood as they slowly rake down his arms. Moon's legs tighten around Jason, shifting the angle, and then she tosses her head back with a loud, shuddering cry. Before the crest of one climax is over, the next begins, and the cry turns into something less lyrical and far more feral.

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

That sound and the mingling scent of his blood in the air drives him further, his breaths strangling in his throat as his body moves at a speed and intensity that would damage most women.

But thank God, Moon is who she is, and he can be what he is.

He cries out sharply as his hips jerk sharply against her, pressing into and against her as far as he can go. He doesn't move for a moment, then draws back slightly only to thrust himself once more into her with a desperate cry, spilling himself inside her.

[lady_moon]

Breathing rapidly, and feeling languidly sated, Moon wraps her arms around his neck, pulling him down on top of her. She smiles against his throat, teeth just a gentle scrape.

"My wolf," she practically purrs.

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

He moans loudly at the play against his throat, letting it melt into a hoarse laugh. "Not fair."

He nuzzles at her hair, breathing deeply and happily. "My Lady," he murmurs.

Then he laughs again, arms tightening around her. "You are fucking amazing."

[lady_moon]

Moon laughs, the green of her eyes taking back the gold until they're just the too-bright green they've always been.

"Because I smoosh?"

She's been under the impression the women in Jason's life boink him, so she's not sure where the amazing bit comes in.

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

He smiles softly up at her, reaching up to comb her hair back from her face.

"No," he says, shaking his head gently. "not just because of the smooshing. Though you are...really fucking good at it."

He can't quite explain it; maybe because that part of his brain is still trying to hold back any rationale on why he feels so good when he's with her.

[lady_moon]

She just smiles at him, accepting and sweet as her legs release him, rest against Jean-Claude's bed.

"I like when you look at me like that."

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

His smile actually manages to warm at that, though his eyes roll back and closed as he slips from between her legs and rolls to his side, pulling her into the crook of his arm.

He sighs contentedly, pressing his nose again to the top of her head and breathing in the scent of her. "We never did make it to the rug."

[lady_moon]

Moon giggles against him, her hand splayed on his stomach.

"We will."