hasitsthorns | open post { general rp }

( golden peacock TDM top-level )

As Rosie's hands wander across smooth, cool, flesh the first sign that she's not quite where she remembers should be the tingling running across her palms. The tips of her fingers going numb and cold as though plunged into fresh snow.

The second sign is the politely confused look being leveled down at her by glowing red eyes, pale lips quirked into an amused smile revealing sharp fangs.

The third? A series of bite marks clearly stretching across her arms and running all the way up her chest.

The petite woman not so much cuddled up to her but sitting on top of her speaks slowly, her voice amused. "Good morning to you as well Rosie."

Well, all that is a bit odd. Not in a bad way, of course, but unusual from what she is used to. A woman is a pleasant surprise though all things considered. The weight upon her is enjoyably light and the cool, soft skin under her touch brings a small bit of refreshment. The lingering sting of the bites start to register but also aren't bad.

She is wearing a loose silken slip that's lightly draped on her body but the raise of her fingers up along Aurelia's body cause it to slip further off. Rosie doesn't mind the exposure of her chest as it slides off. Judging from the red marks along her arms and chest, Aurelia has already seen all of her and more.

"Hopefully the view is enjoyable?" she questions, rolling with things for now. Maybe more will make sense as she wakes up.

"You know it is..." Aurelia starts before she trails off, staring at Rosie's eyes before letting her gaze wander down her body. Aurelia herself is completely naked, and seemingly utterly comfortable about it, though as Rosie runs her fingers over the smaller girls hips she can feel a small bump, a scar that she can't see with her eyes.

Yet after a few moments of stillness Aurelia leans in, placing her hand under Rosie's chin and tilting her head up to stare deep into her eyes, whispering. "Do you know who I am?"

Perhaps strangely, she seems more excited than anything else. An excited shiver running down her spine and leaving her shifting against Rosie's stomach

The confirmation brings a smile to her face. Rosie laughs lightly, intentionally to cause a small jiggle even to add to the enjoyable sight. The moment is sweet. Nice. She wants to hold onto it, but-

Hm. That is the question, isn't it? Her touch isn't hesitant but does pause slightly. Her brows furrow as she tries to recall but she can't seem to. "You'd think I would," she starts, "especially with what a fun time we seem to have had." A glance down to her bare chest and bite marks before back up.

She's smiling again, lightly, but with a more sheepish tinge to it. "But I don't, sorry." Probably had too much to drink. It wouldn't be the first time, yet this feels, once again, unusual.

Aurelia stares a little bit more, eyes wide, breathing deeply. She reaches out, laying a gentle finger against Rosie's neck, tracing over the bite marks there as well. "You really don't do you... You have no idea what happened."

She doesn't wait for a confirmation, the sheepish expression on Rosie's face and the confusion in her eyes all the confirmation she needs. In a flash of movement she's pressing down against Rosie, pushing her back into the mattress beneath them. Laying a passionate kiss against her lips before pulling back, muttering in a unknown language before darting in for another kiss, and another, and another

The tender touch to the bite marks is a fun sort of contrast that makes her heart skip a beat. "None at all," she confirms. She can guess from the marks on her body and position that they're in, but- Before she can wonder if she's being a bit presumptuous, she's being kissed instead.

The blond lets out a small squeaky noise of surprise ('-mm!') against Aurelia's lips. It doesn't take her long at all to adjust though and kiss her in return. The passion behind them practically steals her breath away. When she needs a moment to breathe, she looks a little dazed albeit content.

"Guess that means you are up for a bit more fun this morning," she says, with a bubble of laughter, between more kissing. "And there's plenty to be had..." she trails, pressing a finger to a not-marked spot on her body. Plenty of free real estate left!

"You have no idea who I am, what happened to you, or how you got here. And still you're first instinct is to flirt? You truly are a prize"

Aurelia's expended a bit of passion, pulling back and sitting up again, but the way her hands trail and wander across Rosie's body speaks to familiarity with it. Her touch lingers where Rosie is sensitive, and she isn't shy about sliding across her chest even as she stares down at Rosie with genuine awe and desire in her eyes.

"Don't you have any questions at all?"

She really shouldn't be this easy to win over, but what can she say? Being called a prize is enough to make her entire day. All she wants is to is be someone else's pleasure (while also chasing her own). "I try," she admits.

The blond enjoys the roaming of hands along her body. The press to sensitive skin may draw a small peep or two but always chased by a delighted sigh. Pleasure in hand with a little bit of pain always makes it that much sweeter. When those cold fingers find her chest, it's only natural her body responds. Pink, sensitive peaks perk up at the brushing over of them and she may even squirm just the slightest bit beneath Aurelia's weight.

"I do, actually," the woman answers. Her own hands move to rest on Aurelia's thighs where she sits. One ventures a little inward, maybe teasingly, to the apex of them as she considers. "You know my name, but I don't know yours. And I want to- If only so I know what name to moan aloud hopefully soon.

So, what should I call you?"

Laughter might not be the most appropriate response to such a sight beneath her, Rosie being seductive and beautiful, but Aurelia can't help herself. Rosie really, genuinely, doesn't remember her!

It's the hottest thing she's seen in years

As Rosie's fingers venture higher along chilled skin, she finds slight trails of wetness. Aurelia's shivering Arousal almost overwhelming her.

"My name is Aurelia Sharr, we've known each other for some time..." She murmurs, eyes dialating

It is a strange thing to be so giddy about. She doesn't really have much of a leg to stand on though on what's 'strange' or not here. Some might consider her reaction it strange in and of itself but- Why be bothered when it's possibly to both their benefits? Worrying about her lack of memory also might not change the fact that she doesn't remember.

Her fingers do catch that slight slickness with interest. They continue to where Aurelia is warmest currently as far as she can tell and curve beneath her gently. Mm. Yeah, she sure is wet. "Aurelia," she repeats. "That's pretty. And have we? You'll have to remind me, I guess, just how well we know each other." Her body remembers, obviously, but that's almost a given with her.

"Maybe another bite or two might jog my memory?" She's got some fun places to sink teeth into, she thinks.

The shudder as Rosie's fingers draw higher is more than obvious, as it causes her to forget how to speak for a moment. A soft gasp replacing whatever was on her tongue before she laughs again. She honestly can't decide if she's more amused than aroused, or more aroused than amused.

Both are good though. She considers as she leans down to steal another kiss from the blonde trapped beneath her, a soft caress without the rough passion of earlier. When she pulls away she whispers. "It won't, but your wish is my command"

She places her first bite right there, fangs pinning Rosie's lower lip between them and digging in ever so slightly. Putting blood on both their tongues and drawing a moan out of her at the taste. Her lips wander downwards from there, sliding along her neck and tracing over past bite marks. Lower still, along the swell of her chest until she finds an unmarked 'tract of land' and sinks down to bite.

The laughter is a wonderful sound to draw out. It's second only to that adorable little gasp. Well, maybe third if she considers the fact she hasn't heard Aurelia truly moan yet. Being able to seems like an inevitability though.

Her quick wit has at least earned her a kiss though that she's not about to deny. It's a sweet sort of thing that ends with a pleasant sting. The blond gives a small 'mm!' mumbled against Aurelia's lips. That's when she gets to hear the moan and- Okay. Yeah. That's definitely her favorite sound.

The tinge of iron on her tongue is enjoyable though as it slides across her lower lip lightly. The trailing of Aurelia's kisses further down though nearly see her biting her lip in excited anticipation. Tender presses to sensitive skin finally give way to a painfully pleasant bite though. It draws a surprise squeak of a sound from the blond as she bucks up lightly from the pain. "Mmmn, yeah," she moans out once the sensation settles. Even more enjoyable than the bite itself though is the mark it will leave behind. "Definitely need more of that."

Aurelia's hand is already on Rosie's hips by the time it's moving, holding her down with surprising strength for a woman of her size and build. She doesn't respond immediately, savoring the taste of blood, tongue dragging across Rosie's breast and cleaning the trickle of red off her skin. When she pulls away her own cheeks are flushed, and her pupils are blown. She goes to speak, but the words that fall off her tongue are in no language Rosie knows.

Another laugh from Aurelia, and she continues her slow descent. Lips lingering on Rosie's nipples long enough to give each a scrape with her fangs and slow drag of her tongue before she slides her body lower, dragging her velvety flesh across Roise's and leaving teasing kisses everywhere she goes. Fangs digging in just enough to tease, but never to pierce as she moves between Rosie's legs. Spreading them with insistent hands.

It is a surprisingly powerful grip that she has, but- Rosie of all women knows not to judge by appearances. The suckle against her skin and lap of tongue keeps her wiggling to chase those pleasurable sensations though even if less forcefully. The blond watches with heavy-lidded eyes as Aurelia teases her nipples, then the rest of her, and then even further still. The words may be lost on her but she can feel the desire behind them all the same.

With all this lead-up, she's perfectly pliable and compliant to the nudge of those hands. Her legs part easily to give Aurelia all the access she needs to keep kissing. The ones on her inner thighs tickle though and draw a giggle or two from the woman before it's chased by a moan or soft sound of contentment. All the while, the warmth pooling between her legs grows. "Glad I seem," she starts, but stops to give a little shudder from a well-placed kiss, "tasty all over."

For all that Aurelia isn't shy about where her lips are wandering, intimately familiar with every part of Rosie, she still keeps away from the sensitive core between her legs. Kisses trailing close... than past as she continues following the curve of Rosie's thighs. Kissing her down her legs and away from her folds with a little smirk.

Meeting Rosie's shudder with another brush of her fangs against sensitive skin, sinking them in to mark another stretch of Rosie as hers. Letting the blood trail down her inner thigh as she works her way further down. "We should test that." She murmurs, voice thick with suppressed laughter. "Make sure we try every inch, it's the only way to be sure."

Kissing further, until she's kneeling in front of Rosie and lifting her feet upwards. Tongue trailing across her toes and soles, fingers firmly holding her by the ankle as she twists and bites. Placing another open wound on her feet.

The fact that this will keep Rosie stuck here in bed with her, with no way of walking away, is surely just a pleasant side effect.

Oh, what a tease, Rosie thinks as she continues to just barely pass over the part of her aching with the most need. And then she... moves further down? The woman wonders if she's going to change their positions, bind her somehow, or some other fun possibility. What actually happens though is not something she anticipates in the least.

"Hm?" she questions, leaning up just a little to get a better look at what Aurelia is doing. "Ah-" she starts, but gets cut off with a tiny delighted squeak. Ticklish as she is, the tongue grazing over her toes and rest of her foot causes her to giggle and wiggle. "H-hey," she tries to protest, but there's almost no effort behind it. The woman doesn't actually mind. Actually? It feels kind of nice in an unexpected way and sends little ripples of pleasure up her body.

The grip on her ankle sees her gasp though; she can anticipate the bite that happens next, but still gives a small cry for it. The thought also crosses her mind that it'll rend her unable to leave simply and that's a thrill of its own. To be so desired that Aurelia feels she should leave Rosie unable to walk and keep her here indefinitely does a lot. If she wasn't wet before, well- Damn. She sure is now.

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