tarnishedbadge | Recovery [Open]

After two days spent at the family's house Levi announced that they either stop trying to prevent him from going home or he would injure himself further so he could get sent back to the hospital. They must have thought he was stupid or stubborn enough to do it because Thursday night they dropped him off back at his place. His sister had insisted on staying the night and Levi had been too tired to argue with her beyond making her promise to leave first thing in the morning.

Fortunately some booze and pain killers sent Levi off to sleep in a hurry and by Friday morning he had barely remembered that his sister had been there. Only a note promising to drop some groceries by and an omelette were any indication that she had been there. He had tossed the omelette, knowing all too well how poorly his sister could cook, and instead settled for some toast and dry cereal.

He had a dozen message on his answering machine, most of them work colleagues congratulating him on graduating from the "James Thornton Academy of Avoiding Work" by getting injured. That made him smile, not just for the dig at James but for the harassment. If the other cops hadn't cared about him they wouldn't have called. None would have showed genuine sympathy, giving each other shit was how they showed they cared.

Once he listened through the messages again and wrote a few notes to remember who said something he decided to go about trying to cure himself of feeling stir crazy. Normally he would have gone for a swim or tried some surfing but the cut on his hip wasn't supposed to get wet for several more weeks.

Instead he settled on a short walk down the beach with a cane the hospital had given him to use for the next week or so. With how easily the thing continued to sink in the sand though it was probably more of a pain in the ass to use it than not. Out of sheer stubbornness and the relief of two more pain killers he was able to go for a decent walk down the beach, at least enough to make him feel like he had gone out and done something.

By the time he made it back home though he was exhausted and just collapsed at his kitchen table. For the last few days he'd been thinking about the investigation, unable to focus on saving Corry, Emily and Wulfric but instead on the frustration he felt at being kept in the dark by different sides of the community. How much pain and anguish could he have saved the captives from if people would have just talked to him? His own girlfriend had been a siren and not only had he not known, she hadn't trusted him with the information he was looking for.

As far as detectives went, he wasn't much of one. He had become a police officer to protect the people of Siren Cove but he wasn't even sure if the people needed or wanted his protection. Grabbing a legal pad and a pen Levi wrote out his resignation letter from the force. Rereading it he crumpled it into a ball and drafted another. And another. And another. By the time he gave up over an hour later the table was littered with abandoned attempts.

Forcing himself away from the table he wandered aimlessly for a bit before deciding to kill his brain a bit with whatever was on TV. When it seemed like all that was on were police procedural he gave a growl of frustration and turned it off, instead settling for the stack of comics that had been delivered while he was in the hospital.

ooc: If you're a friend or colleague, come by and check on him. Anyone else can just find him wandering along the beach and say hi.

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From:

asharpertongue

She grinned up at him. "Soliciting. I'm told it's some kind of crime too." Lara hadn't ever expected this but now that she had it, she couldn't help wanting it all the time. The closeness and comfort of just spending time with another person who wanted nothing from her but her time and company. No politics. No drama. Well.alright a little drama but none of that was their fault. Anyway, it was easy and no pressure and Lara wanted to bask in it.

Laying a few kisses on his chest, she looked down his body, hand moving to rest over the skin above his injured hip. "How long til you're mobile again?"

From:

tarnishedbadge

"I promise I won't tell if you won't," he murmured, entirely happy and content in the moment to just have her here with him. That was all he really wanted out of life, he was find. Lara. All he needed and wanted.

"Stitches out in a week or so. But if you're really aching to get off, I could oblige in my current state. But I'm fine, it's mostly inconvenient."

From:

asharpertongue

"No. Not running the risk of your getting hurt again." Lara said gently running her fingers over the edge of the bandage. "I can wait. And you can make it up to me. Many many times."

From:

tarnishedbadge

"Mmmm, I will, I promise," he told her, kissing her dwelt again, already planning on how to get her to break that promise and let him please her early.

"And you can help me pick out a tattoo to cover the scar up."

From:

asharpertongue

Laughing, Lara shook her head. "You sure trust me to help with that? Who knows what I could persuade you to. Siren, remember??"

From:

tarnishedbadge

"You mean you do more than get scaly?" Levi asked, arching an eyebrow. This is exactly the sort of thing he had wanted to know during his investigation.

From:

asharpertongue

Lara nodded. "There's truth to the stories. Sirens can persuade, encourage or completely subjugate any unshielded human or witch. Unless they're naturally immune, of course." She grinned wickedly at him. "If I wanted to, I could make you my willing lapdog."

From:

tarnishedbadge

That was terrifying, especially from a law enforcement standpoint, but Levi didn't want to get into that right now.

"You've never used an ability like that on me," he said, confident that he would have sensed that level of intent. "But you definitely should."

From:

asharpertongue

Lara cocked her head at him, smiling. "Ever the detective. You'd want that? To let yourself get taken over by me?" It was a heady thought. She'd never used her power on him, not once, but the thought of having him willingly submit himself to her? It spoke directly to her siren side. Made her want. She had to take a breath to get the instinct under control.

From:

tarnishedbadge

"Why wouldn't I?" he asked, arching an eyebrow. He trusted her completely, there's nothing he wouldn't do if she just asked him, so how would be 'forced' to do it be any different?

"There are all sorts of fun things you could do with it," he added, reaching up to slide his hands along her legs, sensing that inhuman side of her that he now recognized as her siren instincts. "I want it. Do it now. Subjugate me, Lara. Make me helpless to resist you."

From:

asharpertongue

"Levi." She had to close her eyes against the urge to just wrap her will around him. To drag him down and force his obedience. It was too dangerous. Even with the level of trust he had in her, she didn't trust her instincts not to overwhelm them both. "You're.I can't. Not with you hurt." It was a weak excuse and he knew it. The look of triumph on his face said that he knew she was fighting against her need to do exactly as he asked. It was a losing battle.

She sighed. "You're asking me for something that I don't know I can control." She tried.

From:

tarnishedbadge

"Liar, liar, wherever you tossed your pants they're on fire," he said, grinning up at her with a very, very pleased expression on his face. Somehow the fact that she had these instincts about him that she couldn't control was hot, like he had control over her in a way.

"And you can. Because I'm your mate. I bet it's easier with me, more natural. You can even compell me to take care of myself and take it easy like you would want me to. Personally I want to see if you can compell me to orgasm, but making sure I take it easy would be okay too."

From:

asharpertongue

It was pointless to resist. He was going to persuade her sooner or later, she knew it and so did he. If she was honest with herself, Lara had wanted this since the day she realised he was her mate, to show him what she could do with him, show him just how powerful she was and how she could look after him. She also wanted to show him just how she truly worked.

"Stop giving me permission for ideas that I'm already struggling to resist!" She said dramatically, shifting up onto her knees. "I'll do it...just...stop suggesting things."

Where to start...something small so he could get used to it. She'd have to change first. She couldn't hold onto the fine control if she was fighting the change too. With a little shuffle back she made some space for herself and stripped out of the rest of her clothes, changing as she went, skin flowing into scales in a second instead of the long drawn out process she'd shown him to get him used to the idea, stopping short of her matriarch form.

Once she'd settled she stretched out a strand of her power and pressed it deliberately against his...it was hard to describe. Aura wasn't the right word. His essence. The intangible part of him that held Levi's base desires, his sense of self, his free will. Lara could see it clearly in other sirens whos power was drawn from there in the first place. Humans, laughingly simple. Witches were harder because their magic got in the way and she expected some resistance.

She got none.

Her power washed over him like a flood and she scrambled to pull it back. She'd used more force because of his magic but something about their bond...being mated...it was like returning to a place she knew inside out.

"Sorry! Sorry!" She said, a little breathless as he gasped and and his vision cleared to focus on her again. "You're more receptive than I was expecting." she smiled. "I want you to try and resist me. Everything I say, try to do the opposite."

Smiling she tried again, pressing more gently this time, twisting her power around his free will and smothering it with hers. "Levi...say my name."

From:

tarnishedbadge

Her power rushed over him all at once and the only thing he could think to describe it as was getting pulled under by the current. One moment you were fine and then suddenly you were completely sucked under by it, gasping for air and completely out of control. It was terrifying and wonderful at all once, to feel her in a way he never had before, to feel so wrapped up inside of her.

When the wave receeded a bit, Levi gasped from the shock of the change and from the absence of her presence on him, the slight change of it. When she asked him to say her name he tried to resist, he did, but he couldn't. He absolutely wanted to say her name.

"Lara Quinn."

From:

asharpertongue

Lara grinned viciously. "That was good, Levi. I felt you try to fight me." The rush of his surrender was intense. He wanted to obey. He was completely hers in every way and he was happy there. It was a precious thing and Lara couldn't help but get lost in it, letting her power flow and curl around him.

A tiny spark of lust flitted through him and she chased it with her will, amplifying it, fanning it until it was a burning ember, pulsing under the weight of will waiting to burst into flames. "Maybe you deserve a treat." She said, siren voice flowing out and over him as she pulled the flame of lust forward and sent a curl of pleasure burning along Levi's nerve endings.

From:

tarnishedbadge

Levi cried out, arching his hips a bit as she coaxed the lust out of him and just... Something. He didn't even know what it was because there was no way to describe it in human terms. She had made him feel physical pleasure without even touching him, just with her will. It was amazing and arousing all at once.

"Lara," he groaned, squirming a bit in bed, having been completely undone by her.

From:

asharpertongue

“Stay still, Levi.” She ordered and he immediately dropped his hips back to the bed. Lara let her power ease off and smiled. "I don't want you to bust your stitches so you can keep still for now.” It wasn’t a question and her will was already pressing down into him, easing the muscles before they can tense, pouring her power over him. He was flushed, red over his tanned chest and neck, beautiful and strong looking despite the injuries, and he was all hers. She was enjoying this.

“What shall I do with you?” She asked, sliding up the bed to kneel beside his head. “I think I’ll use you for a while. Make myself happy and satisfied. You want to make me happy don’t you?”

From:

tarnishedbadge

The sensation of his body being forced to relax was strange and completely different from the way that she had made him speak. That was a conscious reaction and took effort on his part and this didn't. His body immediately stilled although the arousal that she had commanded earlier was still there. When she moved up by his head and told him what she was going to do he gave a groan of desire.

"Want you to be so happy. I want to make you happy."

From:

asharpertongue

His groan went straight through her and she hissed, eyes flaring and lighting the world in front of her so she could see every detail. She let her power flare out through him and went looking for the part of him where his magic came from. It wasn’t easy to find, flaring red to her minds eye as she brushed over it. He must be feeling everything coming from her, hearing every thought and seeing every image. The onslaught can’t have been pleasant and she took a breath and pulled back, worried that she was causing him pain with too much information. The red changed to a more muted colour and she smiled, relieved.

Still…it’d be a waste to do all this, to have total control over him and not take advantage of his power too. Grinning, she let her imagination take over and focussed on an image of her, thighs splayed either side of his shoulders, riding his tongue as he worked at her while he was unable to move – not restrained by her power, just compelled by her intention. She flushed hotly, scales darkening down her navel and between her thighs.

The gasp he let out told her she’d hit her target with the thought and she leant down to kiss him, hot and filthy, nipping at his lips before pulling away and gracefully swinging her leg over in the exact pose she’d sent at him, hovering over his mouth. “Well?” She asked, looking down at him. He would please her. He couldn’t do anything else. This is what she wanted and he couldn’t refuse her, even if he wanted to.

From:

tarnishedbadge

Levi could feel the compulsion, unspoken but perfectly clear what he was supposed to do. The thoughts she had sent him were filthy and clear, "you WILL do this to me". While he would have been more than happy to do it to her without the compulsion, siren form and all, there was something especially hot about having no choice when it was with someone safe and that he trusted.

Leaning forward he licked teasingly, tasting her. She was different in this form, different enough that it seemed completely new and interesting to explore. The fact that he was the first person she was going to have sex with in siren form was also a thrill. Moaning in pleasure he slid his tongue along the scales outside her opening, testing how sensitive they were.

From:

asharpertongue

It was so different in this form. Normally the scales weren’t overly sensitive but she’d never slept with anyone like this so she had no frame of reference. Now she was finding out how different it could be. Her brain was wired to anticipate an instant flash of pleasure but this, in this form, it was like a gradual increase, slow and steady, mouth falling open as he explored her.

Unexpectedly she found herself feeling the loss of his hands on her. This was too disconnected, too uninvolved on his part and she wanted more. She wanted him. Maybe if he’d been a casual partner, she might have just used him but something about him being her mate overrode her instinct to dominate. She loosened her control over his arms and hands. “Hands. Just on me.” She instructed breathlessly.

From:

tarnishedbadge

Watching her was amazing, he could see that this was new and different for her as he licked along the inside of her thighs and up along her slit. She seemed shocked and excited about it and he wanted to see what else he could make her do. When she freed his hands he silently cursed the fact that she made it clear he was to use his hands on only her.

His hands moved almost of their own accord, sliding along the scales of her legs, marveling at the strange feel of them. They moved up her hips and down to her ass, gripping it tight as he pulled her closer to his mouth, moaning loudly as his tongue rolled inside of her.

From:

asharpertongue

The sensation of his tongue over her scales was a warmth that spread out from every spot it touched, like ripples on a lake, building each time he made contact, flowing one wave after another through here.

"Fuck, Levi, yes..." She cursed, hissing the last syllable and rolling her hips down to get more friction.

The pressure of his tongue inside her, his hands on her ass, pulling her closer, down onto him...it wouldn't take long...not like this. The power she had over him would have been enough to turn her on and have her squirming, but this, this was something else. The slow, maddening pulse of her arousal was winding her higher and higher, muscles in her stomach tightening as it built.

From:

tarnishedbadge

He loved her reaction and he squeezed her ass harder, finding the difference between her human skin and the scales interesting, how it was still her shape but just different, how the scales yielded differently than her skin. The taste was different too and he couldn't get enough of her, he couldn't get enough of her, wanting to explore every inch of this new form, to have it become just as familiar as the other. No matter what she looked like she was beautiful and he wanted to please her.

From:

asharpertongue

The want to please her was coming off him in thick drugging waves. Lara was a little drunk on it, hand snaking down to fist in his hair for a connection, a grounding sensation so that she didn't just fly apart. Although it had the opposite effect when he moaned obscenely and pressed his tongue harder against her.

Lara couldn't hold back, didn't want to. She came with a high whine, shuddering through wave after wave of building pleasure that seemed to go on forever before ebbing away slowly.

When she came back to herself, Lara grinned down at Levi, sliding gracefully away from him and down into the sheets next to him, catching his mouth in a fierce kiss, tasting herself on him and groaning.

"Good boy..."