Honey, I'm home!

[1stmacleod]

Connor's well settled into Kai's world by now, and looking forward to moving out someplace less civilized where he can stretch his legs, but thanks to the PINpoint he still makes regular visits back home. Having reunited with Duncan, he's not about to let him go again, and he still has a lot of investments there. Furnishing a new home will be no trouble, with as much antique furniture as he has in storage, and he'll always feel an attachment to the world he comes from. In some part of his heart, Scotland is always home.

Becoming a visitor in his own world has made him less cautious, though, in subtle ways. No one could ever accuse Connor of being careless; paranoia is part of his reputation. Still, when he goes back to check on his business affairs, he's just plain not expecting another immortal.

It's no one he knows, and that's trouble. Whether they know him or not, he may never know. The fight is brutal, and on the long side. Connor's not too badly out of practice, thanks to daily kata and erratically training Jelani, but he's psychologically out of the habit. There's no chance to mentally prepare himself, and that leaves him feeling off his footing.

By the time it's over, he's not really thinking straight, but his first impulse is to go home. home. Home is where Kairos is, so he PINpoints back straight into the living room, the device in his hand sparking and electricity crackling faintly on the air around him. He's been cut up a little, but the other immortal is much worse off, being in two pieces back in a quiet warehouse.

((This thread rated R!))

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Kairos has been busy making cupcakes. It's not something she's done a lot of lately, and with Connor out the house she figures she can surprise him.

Besides, it's almost Easter, and she figures they should do something.
When he PINpoints in, he should be able to see her, back turned, dancing around to Prince's When Doves Cry and frosting the tiny little cakes pastel colors.

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Connor stands there, bloody and breathless, listening to the Prince compare himself to his parents. He was too reclusive in the 80's to have seen 'Purple Rain' so it's not really familiar. Then he walks into the kitchen still carrying his katana, and the sparking PINpoint. He's going to need a new one of those. Quickenings aren't good for electronic devices.

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She whirls around, smile plastered on her face, ready to welcome him home. "Hi, hon-" she chirps, but the rest is forgotten. She also kinda forgot she's got a cupcake in hand. "Connor? What happened?" Who does she have to kill? Someone hurt her man!

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He's already done the killing, so that's one thing out of the way! The PINpoint sparks in his hand again and he glances down in mild surprised. He doesn't truly seem hurt, or even upset, just distracted. "It shouldn't do that..." He murmurs absently, and sets it aside on the counter. Only then does he realize he's still carrying an unsheathed katana, which is no way to greet your girlfriend. He sets that down carefully, too.

"...Hi." His voice goes abruptly hoarser with embarrassment. A fight had to happen sooner or later, but he probably should have collected himself better before coming home from it.

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The blood had distracted Kairos. She hadn't even looked at the katana until he sets it down. "Hi?" Automatically she pulls out a first aid kit - really, Kai, he won't need that - and gets a wash cloth from a drawer. "I.. this isn't yours, right?" She just stands there, kit in one hand, cloth in the other.

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"What?" He glances down, careless. The fight cut him up a little, nothing serious, and therefore it's all healed by now. "Oh, some of it. I'm fine."

He hesitates, awkward and sheepish, but what he really wants is just to jump her here and now. The Quickening tends to have that side effect, almost like the body's desperate lust for life after a near-death experience.

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"If you're sure." He should get a shower. Now that she's seen that he's okay, she's a little less intent on getting him cleaned up - and a shower might help! With his muscles..

But she stops, canting her head. "What?" She's not familiar with Quickening aftereffects, so .. yeah, she's in for a surprise!

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"None of us knows how much time we've got... how long we'll have with the people we love..." He's moving towards her now, in an almost predatory fashion, but his expression is one of lust rather than menace. He could go for a shower. With her.

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She flushes from the look on his face, from the way he's moving. It.. sort of opens something up in her. No one's ever really acted that way with her, not even the one guy she'd known in the past. "No, we don't. You have to .. make the time count." Her voice drops. "How do you want to make it count now?"

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A little shiver runs through him, and he closes the gap between them to take the first aid kit out of her hands and set that on the counter, too. With that, PINpoint, and katana all put down they'll both have their hands free. Hopefully she doesn't still have cupcakes in the oven, because they just may get forgotten, now.

A man of few words, Connor doesn't say anything in answer to her question. He just scoops her up into his arms instead and starts to kiss her passionately.

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Cupcakes? What cupcakes? Kai's too busy kissing Connor back to remember her own last name, let alone dessert. Her arms wind around his neck and she just sort of pours herself against him as she nearly tries to devour him.

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He sweeps her off to the bedroom without asking, and sets her to sit on the bed, letting go of her with only one arm at a time so he can shrug off his coat. It drops on the floor in a heap, which is a terrible way to treat it since it was a Christmas gift from Jelani. He'd better wash the blood spots off later. Once the coat is gone, he starts to tug at Kai's clothes, half trying to get them off her as expediently as possible, half trying to kiss each newly exposed inch of flesh.

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She giggles a little bit - it's not funny, but the feel of his lips just above her skin tickles. And then it doesn't, and she whimpers for him. She likes this sense of urgency. It makes her feel so ... well, sexy. "Do you want me?" she asks, wanting to hear the affirmative.

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"Oh god, yes..." His voice comes raspier than usual, hoarse with urgency. He starts pulling off her clothes more carelessly, then yanks off his own shirt and tosses it aside. When he pulls her close against his chest there's the faintest crackle of electricity, not seen or heard but felt, as if it were running just under the surface of his skin.

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She smiles up at him. "Good. I want you, too." Her fingers slide over his chest, almost reverently. She simply can't get enough of touching him. And that electricity, it's just fascinating. "From the Quickening?" she asks, looking up at him. She doesn't recall it from any other time they'd been intimate.

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He shivers, but her words briefly cut through his lust and he pauses, a flash of guilt creeping into his expression. "I didn't go looking for it..." He's not quite sure how she'll handle that, the reality of knowing he's just beheaded somebody and now he's come to make love to her with blood on his hands.

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She stills, and meets his gaze. It should make a difference to her, but some how it doesn't. She knows he's not an evil person, and he takes no joy in doing those things. "I know, handsome."

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Connor is not the perfect picture of morality, but he is, at heart, a good man. What happened today took him completely by surprise, and even now it's done he wishes it could have been avoided. "I was just looking in on the stuff I have in storage, and..." He trails off, because apparently the explanation isn't really needed, so he kisses her instead.

[kairos-aether.livejournal.com]

((Sorry for the MIA again! I'm thisclose to signing a work contract. Running around catching buses and getting physicals and tb tests has had me offline for the most part.))

"S'okay," she says, trailing kisses along his jawline. "Gods, I love the way your body feels."

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((NP! My motivation has been shot the past few days, due to family stuff... but congrats on the work contract!))

Her touch washes the guilt away, and he tilts his head back a moment to appreciate the kisses, then lunges in again and pulls at her clothes while pushing her back on the bed insistently.

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((Crap. Deleted the reply without responding. Forgive me?))

She can't help but chuckle. She loves how ..exuberant he can be when they're like this together.

Or. Y'know. Horny.

"How can I please you?" she asks, hands roaming over him. It's always nice to have some instruction.

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((It happens!))

It takes him a minute to reply, because his mouth is busy across her upper chest while he pulls her clothes out of the way. "Anything... oh god... Sundrop, I want you..." He's a little breathless and desperate, and presses his hips against her even though he's still got his pants on.

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And immediately she begins to kiss at his skin, hands all over him, hungry. "Want you too."

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That's distracting, but he still manages to finish pulling off what she's wearing and toss it carelessly beside the bed. Electricity and power seems to vibrate and pulse just under his skin, and he moves lower to nuzzle and lick and bite across her chest, giving special attention to all the best areas.

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And oh, Kairos likes that. So, so much. Her petite body arches up and she moans. Soon she just cannot keep her hands - and mouth - off of him.

((...Yes. Every time! Every time I go to reply, I get distracted. Sheesh. Hope you're okay!))

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Sliding one arm behind her shoulders, Connor leans her back until she's lying back and he's straddling her, still kissing passionately all over her skin. Normally he's just as happy to take any position, as willing to relinquish control as to take it, but he's definitely in a dominating mood right now.

On the one hand, the Quickening is a traumatic experience, but on the other hand she's got this to look forward to after any time he takes one.

((How'd the work thing come out? I'm... recovering, I think.))

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It's something to look forward to. Kairos always enjoys being able to be lazy. She likes being able to lay back and let it happen.

But she can't keep her hands off of him. While he's kissing her, her fingernails dig just a little bit into his shoulders.

((Signed and sealed, yay! I'm glad to know you're getting better. It takes 1 day at a time.)

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Any response on her part only spurs him on, and he bites between kisses, sometimes a little harder than usual. His knees slide between hers and he seems eager to move toward the climax of things, although he's usually good for multiple rounds so he may take it slower after the first. Quick recovery is just another advantage of what he is.

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Kairos can't help but make those delicious little whimpers and needy little sounds. But when he moves between her legs, she stills, just a little breathless. "I need you inside me now," she whispers. "Please."

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That's not a request he's about to pass up.

Connor plunges deep and fast, sucking and biting at her skin hungrily. It's as if he's trying to pull her around him, mash their bodies together until they make one messy, pulsing being.

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She cries out, her arms going tight around him, her legs a vise. All of a sudden she has to make it good for him. She needs to be hotter, wetter. She writhes under him as she mutters how good it feels.

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He gasps and groans, rising quick to climax. Usually he's an attentive partner, looking to her needs first and holding his own climax off with incredible control. Today he's fast and hard and almost vicious in his desperation, biting at her and thrusting like a wild animal. It leaves him panting and rasping for breath, but just one round isn't about to satisfy him.

If it feels good for her, that's welcome, but his need makes him more forceful and selfish than usual.

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It does feel good. It's been a long time since she's had something that she might not be able to categorize as 'lovemaking', and to be quite honest it's more than welcome. So Kairos gets a little animalistic herself. The sounds she makes are harsh and breathless, and his response completely sends her over the edge.

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Connor meets passion with passion, resting from his own climax less than a minute before he's biting at her neck and shoulders and kneading her body with both hands again. He'll be happy to keep going at this until they're both too exhausted to move.

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She chuckles as she meets him again, happily stretching herself against him and touching him in return, too. "Insatiable man." she whispers.

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"Want... you..." It's a cross between a gasp and a moan, and he slides his body against hers insistently, feverishly hot and still almost crackling faintly with electricity.

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"You've got me," she mutters, mouth hot against his skin, and she bites a little, too. "But how do you want me next?"

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He groans and arches, as if her bite is a mini-orgasm. "Oh god... More..."

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"The bite, or...." she bites him again experimentally.

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He gives another low moan that vibrates through his whole body, and struggles for actual words. "More everything. More you. Ohhh..." For a moment he bows his head until it's tucked against her, and his voice comes softer. "Don't ever want to let go..." He means it metaphorically as well as physically, but he's more than a little overwhelmed right now.

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She laughs softly, and moves experimentally. "You don't have to let go. I'm right here for you, forever and ever." And she digs her fingers into her back.

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He gasps and gives a spasmodic thrust, then presses his forehead against her shoulder. "Forever... in my head... It's too long..." His eyes are squeezed shut tight, but a few tears leak out and drop onto her bare skin.

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And it's that that finally worries her. She can take anything but the tears. "Don't be sad, please?" she asks urgently

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His emotions, like his energy level, are running more than a little high right now. He just absorbed the essence of another immortal, and that takes time to settle and leaves the recipient unbalanced until it does. He's had worse, though, and struggles to keep a hold on himself. "I... oh... I'm scared. I'll lose you. I don't deserve this." He gasps out, and then gives her shoulder a kiss that turns into a bite even though there are still tears on his face.

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She just moans at the bite, and arches up against him. "Not gonna lose me. Stuck like glue to you."

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"Even if... I'm terrible for you?" He's breathing hard, still very aroused and kissing her skin between words.