Trixie Warden
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"Sometimes I think I came out me mum the wrong way."
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Post by Trixie Warden on Feb 29, 2016 0:01:13 GMT
Jude left her at home, and while she understood it, it rankled a bit. She was so used to him being around that the overly large house felt too big and far too empty for its own good. Bellatrix set herself up a few lines of one of her favorite poisons, snorting the pure freedom straight to her brain and letting out a shaky moan of two parts pleasure and one very delicious part pain. She collapsed back onto the stone fireplace, his t-shirt riding up on her pale stomach, still wearing nothing put her favorite knickers and the shirt he had woken up in.
She stared at the dancing flames with a soft smile, his scent surrounding her. Far too much time passed and she was still by herself, the music playing in her mind the only thing to keep her company. She began to hum softly, creating little illusions to dance along with the tune. Eventually, they became dissatisfied with just the humming, so she began to sing to him, her voice haunted. The couple, created solely of shadows, danced along, happy, together, and completely in love.
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Post by Jude Sinclare on Feb 29, 2016 0:48:21 GMT
Jude had walked his Ducati up the mountain, giving himself a few minutes to think about his conversation with the Frost... Amy. He'd parked his bike, silently slinging the cover he'd used to protect the expensive bike over it before heading toward the door.
Music, both haunted and touching reached his accute ears as he stopped at the door to listen. It was a voice he'd recognize anywhere, it was her voice. Trix's voice. Jude opened the door slowly crouching down to remove his shoes and socks.
He'd make his way towards her, careful to move along the creaking hardwood floor as silently as possible. "You're amazing babe." He said softly laying down and wrapping an arm around her waist. "Sorry it took so long." He apologized in a quiet, contemplative tone, something very abnormal for him.
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Trixie Warden
Neonate
"Sometimes I think I came out me mum the wrong way."
Posts: 62
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Post by Trixie Warden on Feb 29, 2016 3:22:27 GMT
As he joined her, she continued to sing softly, not startling as he came to lie down beside her. She leaned into his arms, finishing her song before the illusions shattered. The shadows returned to normal and she turned to nuzzle her face into his chest, making a soft noise of happiness.
"Baby," she murmured happily, rubbing her fingers up and down his sides. "Want something before you tell me what happened?"
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Post by Jude Sinclare on Feb 29, 2016 4:12:30 GMT
Jude pressed his face into her shoulder noddin his head a bit. "Something soft, you know?" He asked quietly his arms pulling the little druggie closer to him. He just wanted to feel her, feel her trust and understanding and their shared release from this horrible place they called reality.
"Thank ya beautiful." He complimented affectionately, even lovingly.
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Trixie Warden
Neonate
"Sometimes I think I came out me mum the wrong way."
Posts: 62
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Post by Trixie Warden on Feb 29, 2016 4:21:19 GMT
She wiggled free from his arms and moved to get their little box of candies. The ornate little stash box was tucked away near the fireplace. With her back to him, she shuffled through all of the things she had collected before finding what she wanted.
Shaking the little yellow bottle, Trix turned and crawled back over to him, straddling his hips and looking down at his back. Holding the bottle between her teeth, she took enough time to run her fingers up his back, along every bite mark, until she was lying down on top of him again.
Freeing three small blue pills into one hand, she held them out for him. "Here you go, baby. These should help." She giggled softly, dropping a few into her hand for herself as well, tossing them back. It should be interesting to see how such a strong dose of Valium would do after her little cocaine binge.
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Post by Jude Sinclare on Mar 2, 2016 9:00:10 GMT
Jude took the little pills from her, dry swallowing them as he laid there. "I don't even know where to begin babe." He sighed, slipping his fingers under his chin so he could rest more comfortably. Another sigh. "I made her promise not to be the bitch. Not to be Kristen where golden boy was concerned..." He just stared at the fire for a bit, pondering quietly. Why had he helped the Frost Queen, it's not like she wasn't an evil blood sucker. On the other hand, Octavian had married her. "Oh, remind me to sucker punch Golden Boy once, he deserves it."
He tilted his head to the side, feeling something odd going on in the more addled parts of his mind. "She told me about her, about who she is and why she is babe." His brows knit together as he struggled to find a way to better explain it to her. "She's old, like really old. No indoor plumbing old..." He shook his head a tiny bit. "And she really does love him. You're the only one I've ever really cared about that wasn't Octavian or his parents..."
He was struggling to get everything straight, and just began to talk. "I remember when Kristen had first cheated on him, she broke him down hard, abused him bad... The fuckhead she was sleeping with at the time decided to talk shit... So I beat him unconscious with a baseball bat..." He swallowed, trying to get his thoughts in mind. "It's like when I saw that guy kissing you. I just..." Jude was having more and more trouble forming his thoughts.
"Babe, you're the best thing that's ever happened to me. When I saw you kiss that guy the first night you slipped me something, I wanted to kill him. I wanted to do worse than I wanted to do to the guy who fucked Kristen, who screwed Octavian over." He closed his eye, as the fragments of his thoughts seemed to break apart further. "Trix I love you, you know that yeah?" He wasn't sure if he should look at her, even if he could look at her, all he could do was wait for her to say something, and his mind was slipping away more and more every minute.
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Trixie Warden
Neonate
"Sometimes I think I came out me mum the wrong way."
Posts: 62
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Post by Trixie Warden on Mar 2, 2016 15:18:43 GMT
Trixie giggled softly, still lying on top of him as he told his story. She knew bits and pieces of it, but even if she hadn't, she had no capacity to judge. "Mmmkay," she murmured, pressing her lips into his shoulder, as he talked about punching his best friend. In a strange way, she understood where he was coming from, even if she didn't completely grasp the testosterone filled anguish that was being a Bostonian male.
As his mind shifted tracks, she continued her slow, continuous trail of kisses along his shoulders, her fingers trailing along his sides. There was no sexuality behind the action, simply a response to her nerves being so sensitive that they felt like they were on fire.
"You make the bad go away," she whispered into his ear, a compliment of the highest caliber coming from the strung out little monster. She brushed her cheek along his shoulder, the Valium starting to weigh heavy on her tiny body. She sunk into his strong frame. "And I don't mean... the drugs. The trips. You make all the bad that's ever happened just... go away." She turned to place a delicate kiss upon the edge of his lips. "I love you, too."
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Post by Jude Sinclare on Mar 5, 2016 22:32:31 GMT
Jude relaxed,his muscles loosening as she kissed down his back, goosebumbs appeared all across his skin. When her lips moved from his ear toward his mouth he turned with her, rolling while simultaneously pulling her into a hug as her lips met his. He kissed her, for a long time, taking his time, loving Trix for Trix. When he finally broke the kiss he pressed his face into her shoulder, speaking quietly. "You make the pain go away, I'm not mad when you're around... I mean I am bit..."
His brows knit together again as he struggled to put the words, the thoughts together. "When I'm... Around you... It all just... Clicks." He too a deep breath, letting it out against her neck. "I can't... I can't lose you. I can't, not like I lost Octavian." Jude pressed his face deeper into her shoulder bjting gently, as if he were clutching her with every bit of his body. Holding on with every bit of himself so that she couldn't float away.
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Trixie Warden
Neonate
"Sometimes I think I came out me mum the wrong way."
Posts: 62
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Post by Trixie Warden on Mar 6, 2016 2:55:10 GMT
The tiny addict made a soft noise of pleasure as his lips found hers, fingers continuing their slow exploration of Jude's body, as if it were a brand new experience for her. It didn't matter how often they had sex... it was always like something new, to her.
She let him curl into her, offering her shoulder as best she could. Gently, she stroked her fingers through his hair. "You didn't," she said, softly. Her voice sounded lost, as it often did when she made the decision to drown herself in downers. It was as if she couldn't speak above a whisper, as if she were worried they might be overheard. "You only lost Octavian in the same way you lost me, before you even met me." It wasn't the most articulate way of talking about vampirism, but she was trying to help.
Sometimes, Valium made that difficult.
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Post by Jude Sinclare on Mar 9, 2016 20:32:01 GMT
Somehow, through the filter that was his addled mind, Jude understood. His lips moved across her shoulder to her neck. He'd had every curve of her body. Every bit of her memorized by touch. He could close his eye and still 'see' every bit of her. "I got you Trix, I'll always come for you." He promised, pressing his lips into her far to pale skin.
She was perfect for him in every way, she soothed his rage, accepted his love, and made him feel real, like a person. Jude loved her, really loved her, and there wasn't a thing in the world that could stop that.
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Trixie Warden
Neonate
"Sometimes I think I came out me mum the wrong way."
Posts: 62
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Post by Trixie Warden on Mar 9, 2016 20:48:48 GMT
She giggled at the feel of his lips against her skin, arching into his touch. He seemed to understand what she was trying to say and that made her smile. Brushing her fingers along his temple, she turned to meet his lips once more, sharing a kiss with the other Ravnos.
"I know. So... you should have him, too. It'll be okay. He's your best friend, and you love him. Something is missing when you don't have him. So work things out?" She brushed her fingers along the sides of his neck before, finally, sitting up to look down at him. "Maybe not tonight. Tonight, it should be me and you. But soon? Go try and beat his head in or whatever it takes to get him back."
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