Octavian
Octavian tuned his violin as he sat outside and looked across at the sunset.
Well.
Today had been rather...eventful, to put it mildly. What with Faith's arrival...
He smiled slightly and scraped his bow across the strings. Yes. All in tune now...
Beautiful liquid sounds rippled out from under his fingers as he played, eyes half closed as he performed from memory. Violin tucked neatly under his chin and golden hair falling across his face as his fingers quavered and created music.
Faith
Faith decided to go outside for a bit, explore the grounds a bit more before she went for a patrol. She had just walked outside when she heard someone playing a violin. Her hands tightened around her knife as a habit, but as soon as she saw who it was, she sheepishly lowered the weapon and stood to watch and listen to him play.
Octavian
Octavian let the last notes trickle off, and tapped his bow thoughtfully against his chin.
He really should practice some of what Jono had written...but it didn't sound the same without the full band.
"Bother Dawn," he commented quietly. Her tricks, cleaning up from her tricks, thinking up the tricks to pay her back for the tricks, paying her back for the tricks, and then detention were taking up all his practice time. "Bother her, and bother Dru, right back to the hell she was born from."
Octavian sat back slightly, tsking to himself.
"Cutting into my practice time...and it's not even as if I really do deserve it, the annoying moral and self righteous chit..."
Faith
"Talking to yourself is the first sign of madness you know."
Faith stepped out from around the corner.
"You're good... so don't beat yourself up about it."
She smiled.
"And thinking you're all moral and being self righteous, it's in the Summers's gene pool, I'm afraid."
Octavian
Octavian arched an eyebrow slightly. "Madness...I'm a Maverick. Part of our Rules and Regulations, don't ya know? We sat down and worte them once...we were rather stoned at the time so I don't know if they'd make sense now..."
He chuckled slightly.
"But in order to stay good, I need to practice."
He stroked the wood of the violin fondly.
"And it's not as if I don't enjoy it. This, and my fencing...well, what practice at *that* I can get since Nyx left. Dawn...she annoys me. Ever since she turned me into a rat. Oh, and a girl. Mildly unpleasant."
He looked at Fath ruefully.
"Not that being a girl's that bad a thing...it was just...odd."
Faith
Faith pulled the back of her pants up slightly, then sat on the bench next to him.
"Well, never was one for serious fencing, but I have been trained in it."
She paused.
"A rat and a girl... why does that sound so... wait! I think we've met..."
Octavian
Octavian tilted his head slightly as he put the violin in his lap.
"If we'd met face to face, I'm sure I would remember."
He frowned faintly.
"On line, maybe?"
Faith
Faith nodded.
"Sounds about right... I'd've been 'RedeemedSoul', if we were online."
She winced and pulled the stake from her back pocket, placing it next to her knife on the bench.
Octavian
"Ah yes!"
Octavian nodded.
"I'dve been 'Puck' then."
He smiled slightly.
"I do think we have met..."
Faith
"Yep, you're a memorable guy. If I'dve known back then that you were this sweet, I probably would've come here sooner."
Faith paused and moved some hair from her eyes.
Octavian
Octavian smiled.
"Well, it's nice to hear that someone thinks I'm sweet besides my sister. And she's obliged to."
Faith
Faith nodded.
"Well, anyone who's nice to me right off is ok in my books."
She pulled her jacket tigher across her body.
"So, I'm probably meant to patrol for a bit, but I can probably convince Kennedy and some of the other wannabes to cover for me, so if you wanna hang out..."
Octavian
"That sounds...very pleasent."
Octavian treated Faith to one of his dazzling smiles that made the person they were the focus of, the only person in a crowded room.
"Thank you, Faith. But I wouldn't want to keep you from your obligations...if you're sure you can get someone else to cover for you..."
Faith
"Yeah, I've been patrolling non stop, and I deserve a break. Plus, I need rest if I'm gonna be helping to protect you lot."
Faith smiled and bit her lip, looking coy. It was a look she'd perfected early on in life, finding it usually let her get away with anything.
"So, what is there to do at this school?"
Octavian
"Well..." Octavian drawled.
"I usually find that playing tricks on people who manage to annoy me fills a lot of time. And doing the detention for the tricks when I get caught. And homework. School. Practice. Band practice now, actually. We just started...working out well though. So far."
He smiled slightly in a self deprecating way.
"Watch TV...play pool. Cards. Computers... teenage things."
Faith
"Teenage things? Fun."
Faith shrugged.
"Anything works for me. It's up to you. You can have your way with me."
Faith grinned suggestively at her last words.
Octavian
Octavian arched an eyebrow consideringly.
"Can I now? Well...I promise not to bite. Unless you want me to, of course."
He smiled slightly as he packed his violin into its bag.
Faith
Faith stood and tucked her weapons back into her pockets.
"Do you think you have what it takes to be with me all night?"
Faith raised an eyebrow at him, then smiled sweetly.
"But before we get to that, wanna watch TV for a bit?"
Octavian
"Milday, I'm sure I can rise to the occasion, given your sweet self."
Octavian gave his words just a hint of double meaning as he stood.
"I'll just need to put my instrument back in my room..." He hesitated. "Actually, I think I'll give it to Dem to mind. Dawn...seems to be taking less of a regard for property these days. And it's rather precious to me..."
Faith
"Hey, that's what I'm here for, keeping Dawn's ass in line."
Faith brushed the back of her pants off and gestured inside.
"Shall we?"
The Mavericks
"Of course."
Octavian smiled and they walked inside. Demetria looked up as he knocked on her dorm door.
"Yes, Tavvie darrrrling?"
"Mind my violin for me?"
"Of course."
He handed it to her and hugged her briefly.
"Thanks, Dem."
"Not a problem. I can understand why..." Demetria arched an eyebrow. "We need to do something else."
"When do we not? See you, Dem."
"Ta ta, Tavvie." Demetria waved slightly and turned back to her book.
Octavian turned back to Faith. "Rec room should be relatively free..."
Faith
"You'll have to lead the way... I'm still kinda... lost around this place."
Faith gave Octavian a winning smile.
"So, after you."
Octavian
"As you will," Octavian said agreeably.
"The trick is to wander and look lost. Someone will usually direct you. Works for me."
He grinned as he started to walk in the direction of the rec room.
"But as you say, let's get going."
Faith
Faith followed him into the rec room where there were a few students, relaxing.
"So, I'm sorta curious, what's your power?"
Octavian
"I'm just generally stronger with faster reflexes then the normal human being. My bone structure is more flexible, lighter, things like that."
Octavian smiled slightly.
"Compared to some of the other mutants here, my power is fairly run of the mill. I call it Agility."
Faith
Faith raised an eyebrow.
"Cool."
She looked around the room at some of the other students.
"How weird do the powers get?"
Octavian
"Telepathy, empathy, shapeshifting, time control, atom manipulation, psychic flares, teleportation, ice control, pyrokinetics, telekinetics, hydrokinetics, levitation, super healing, super strength, magnetism, there's a guy who can turn into metal...and that's not even going into some of the purely physical changes mutation can make. Like Dr McCoy. And Nightcrawler. Sergei. Angelo."
Octavian shrugged slightly.
"Basically, anything you've seen a demon do, a mutant can probably do too."
Faith
Faith nodded, impressed.
"Well, I feel sorta sad now, coz I'm not special anymore. On account of there being more than one Slayer."
She shrugged.
"No biggie. So, what's the plan for tonight?"
Octavian
"There is no possibilty that a lady like yourself could be other then special," Octavian said.
"We can watch TV...or a movie, if you'd prefer. Or the pool table's free."
Faith
"Awww, you're a sweetie, I'll give you that."
Faith shrugged.
"Never was good at pool. Spent much of the time distracting the other player, with my... charms... to win."
Octavian
"But who could resist your charms?" Octavian said cheerfully, as he switched on the TV.
"So, what great and exciting programs does American programming have to offer tonight?"
He sat down on the empty couch and looked up at her, smiling.
Faith
Faith smiled back at him and joined him on the couch.
"Hmm... not sure, let's find out."
She settled herself closer to him as Gwen wheeled herself into the room.
"Don't hold back or anything, Faith."
"I won't."
Octavian and Mordred
"And where's your faithful protector?" Octavian asked. "Is Mordred letting you out of his sight now?"
"Feral, shut up." Mordred walked in after Gwen and settled on a chair, lighting a cigarette.
"Oh, don't mind me, Wolf." Octavian held a hand up slightly. "Just me and my faintly cynical British self here..."
"Ponce."
"Ruffian."
They grinned at each other.
Gwen and Faith
Gwen wheeled herself closer to Mordred's chair and took the cigarette from him, taking a drag, then handing it back.
"So, what are you crazy kids doing tonight?" Faith asked.
"Thought we might come pester you," Gwen replied.
"That's nice of you."
"I thought so."
"You're a very thoughtful person."
"I try."
Faith smiled and concentrated on the screen again.
Mordred and Octavian
"Gwen's always thoughtful," Mordred said quietly, before leaning forward to kiss her.
"Sap, nothing but sap with the two of you around." Octavian shook his head slightly.
"And yet, who of the two of us got laid last?"
"You're a horrible, horrible person."
Mordred laughed and threw a ball of paper at Octavian's head. Without turning his head to look, Octavoan caught it.
"You know I'll catch it. Why do you throw it?"
"Because it annoys you, that's why."
Gwen and Faith
"Thank you, darling boy," Gwen said, turning up to kiss him back.
"That actually was pretty cool," Faith commented.
"But can't you do it too?"
"Well yes, but I've never actually seen how it looks."
"So... what you're basically saying is... 'go me'?"
"Yeah, a big, bully for me, seeing as no one else is gonna say it."
"It's coz no one else cares," Gwen replied, smiling triumphantly.
"Oh they care... never had a lover that didn't care."
Octavian and Mordred
Octavian grinned slightly. "Do you really want to start this again, Mordred?"
"What?" Mordred said innocently as he crumpled another piece of paper into a ball.
"Don't you remember how it ended last time?"
"You ended up in gaol. I don't see how that's a bad thing for me."
"You are so irritating...and you ended up there as well."
Gwen and Faith
"You were in jail?" Gwen asked, looking at Mordred with amused eyes.
Faith grinned and leaned back against the couch. "Ha, join the club."
"I haven't... never been caught."
"Hey, I wasn't caught, I turned myself in."
"You badass, Faith."
"I try."
"Idiot."
"Cripple."
"Loser."
"Nympho."
"And you're one to talk."
Octavian and Mordred
"Hey, we got out again!" Mordred protested.
Octavian whistled slightly through his teeth. "But it wasn't the first time..."
"Me and authority have a very bad relationship, orright?"
"We do know, Wolf."
"Like you're any better, Feral."
"But oh, Wolf, it's so much fun to be slightly wicked..."
Faith and Gwen
"What were you in for?" Gwen asked to all of them.
"You know, murder," Faith said sheepishly. "But I'm all reformed now, if that makes it any better."
"Well, I'm just gonna be sleeping well tonight. I'd sleep with one eye opened, Tav."
"What makes you think he's going to get any sleep?" Faith said, eyes twinkling.
Mordred and Octavian
Being a public nuisance," Octavian said cheerfully. "We got caught on one of our pranks."
"We painted the statue of Wellington pink." Mordred grinned. "Vortigern made up this absolutely shocking shade of ultra hot pink..."
"I thought it looked pretty." Octavian smiled lazily. "And who's going to make sure I don't get any sleep? You, dear lady? Ah, I can only hope..."
"Slap him," Mordred advised Faith.
"Please don't. I've found being slapped is rather painful."
Gwen and Faith
"Aww, I don't wanna hurt him." Faith grinned cheekily. "Unless of course he wants me too."
"You're so unbelievably..."
"Oh, sure, this coming from Queen Tease. I've heard about it, Gwen."
Gwen looked sheepish. "Yeah, well, had the desired result."
"Lots of sex?"
"Shut up."
"Make me."
"Don't make me come over there."
Mordred and Octavian
"You tell her, love," Mordred chuckled, hand on her shoulder as he bent to nuzzle her neck affectionately. "And Tav loves to be told he's a bad boy."
"Do shut up, Wolf."
"Hey, twins talk."
"And then I'm sure Gwen would also love to hear about your sexual activities with my sister. If you're going to start on about what Vortigern and I did, or may have done."
Mordred eyed him carefully. "Truce?"
"Over that, yes."
Mordred threw the paper at him. Octavian caught it.
"But suprisingly enough, I caught the paper. Yay for me."
Faith and Gwen
Gwen relaxed as Mordred lay a hand on her shoulder. "So... we gonna watch something or just fight all night."
"Story of my life. I vote we watch something." Faith took her jacket off and hung it over the arm of the chair.
"Getting hot."
"Am already. Gorgeous."
Mordred and Octavian
"You're prettier," Mordred whispered into Gwen's ear, before nipping it lightly between his teeth.
"Indeed." Octavian smiled and stretched slightly, before picking up the remote. "Sing out if anyone sees something worth watching.
He started to flick through the channels.
Gwen and Faith
Gwen smiled, not really believing it. After all, Faith was... she had one thing Gwen didn't have... the ability to walk. Gwen took his hand and squeezed it, thankful he'd say so anyway.
"I could watch anything... not really fussed," Faith replied lazily.
Mordred and Octavian
"Stop!" Mordred called out. Red Dwarf, first series.
"Anyone else here in the room have a problem with jaded British comedy?" Octavian asked.
"Attention all lady cats! I am feeling very sexy!" Cat paraded on the television screen, holding a box of chocolates and a megaphone. "Form a line at the door..."
Gwen and Faith
"Shirty," Gwen coughed, giving a sly look to Mordred.
"As I said, not fussed," Faith replied, her eyes on the screen.
Mordred and Octavian
"'M not shirty," Mordred said, aware that he was being teased.
"Oh but you are, Mordred old boy. Terribly shirty." Octavian caught the barrage of paper balls Mordred threw at him and then piled them on the floor. "You really will have to do better then that..."
"Is that any way to treat your husband?" Mordred murmured into Gwen's ear before pressing little nipping kisses up her neck. "Hmmm?"
Gwen and Faith
Gwen sighed in contentment. "Normally, I'd say no, but it is the way to treat a shirty husband." She turned her head so she could kiss him properly.
"Whoa, that was pretty awesome." Faith raised an eyebrow. "Can you do it with like knives as well? Coz I love that trick, I do it all the time."
Mordred and Octavian
"I'm not shirty at all, and you know it," Mordred murmured against her lips, before kissing her.
"I...don't know." Octavian looked thoughtful. "I have to say that I've never tried...and don't know if I really want to be in a situation where I have to." He smiled. "If you catch my drift..."
Gwen and Faith
Gwen moaned softly against Mordred's lips, then put her arms around his neck, still kissing him.
Faith rolled her eyes at the display.
"Here... try it to me."
She pulled the jackal out of her back pocket and handed it to Octavian, then walked across the room, back to him.
"Ok, go whenever."
Gwen pulled away. "Ohh, I gotta see this."
Octavian and Mordred
"As you say, dear lady. I'm going to trust that your faith in your abilites is not unjustified..." Octavian hefted the knife slightly, getting its balance as he stood.
Mordred put his uninjured arm around Gwen's shoulders. "Could be fun...and I can take her to the medlabs to get stitched up if something goes wrong."
"Always thinking ahead," Octavian quipped, then he threw the knife at Faith.
Faith and Gwen
Faith turned and clapped the blade between her hands, unscathed. She smiled.
"Fun."
Gwen whistled. "Nifty trick."
"I like to think so."
Mordred and Octavian
Octavian eyed her thoughtfully. "I think the first tome I try that trick, I'll go with something not quite so deadly. Though knives can be fun."
Mordred coughed slightly.
"Do be quiet, Wolf. I really don't need to worry about what Vortigern may have told you. It's...rather disturbing, really."
"Didn't say a bleeding word."
"But you were about to. You know, he's a lot more talkative here in America then he ever was in London..." Octavian sat back down gracefully, movements reminscent of a large cat.
Gwen and Faith
"Really? Things have changed, he was rather vocal when we were in London," Gwen said, grinning cheekily.
Faith shook her head and put her knife back into her pocket, then strutted back over and sat next to Octavian on the couch.
Mordred and Octavian
"I am quite aware. Demetria told me *all* about it. Poor girl. She's so frustrated." Octavian grinned suddenly. "Although Remy was up a few days ago..."
Mordred snickered, and played with Gwen's hair.
Gwen and Faith
Gwen smiled. "Well good that she's getting sorted. Poor Dem. I feel a bit sorry for her after... you know... leaving her to play babysitter."
"Yet, not sorry enough to stop?" Faith inquired.
"I have needs too."
"Don't we all?"
Mordred and Octavian
"We do need to get her something, angel," Mordred said.
"Since she was such a good sport all the time the four of you were shagging like wild rabbits, she should indeed get something," Octavian said.
He caught the book Mordred threw at him.
"Aren't you getting tired of that?"
"I'm just waiting for you to slip up."
Faith and Gwen
"Shagging like wild rabbits, fun," Faith said cheekily. "Bad, bad."
"Yeah, you badass," Gwen replied.
"Yeah, well we already discussed that. So... let's move on."
"Hmm, we should buy her something. Or I could steal... well actually no I couldn't."
Mordred and Octavian
"Any ideas, Tav?" Mordred asked.
Octavian cocked his head slightly. "I don't know, actually. She doesn't wear much jewellery. Books, perhaps..."
"But that's kinda cold."
"Yes, there is that. I don't know. Nice necklace, maybe." Octavian shrugged. "It doesn't need to be something big. Just something that says you appreciated what she did."
Gwen and Faith
Gwen nodded. "Yeah, coz we do."
Faith moved a little closer to Octavian and settled herself comfortably.
"This beats patrolling."
"Really?" Gwen asked.
"Getting beaten to a pulp or hang out with actual people... hmmm, tough call."
Octavian and Mordred
Octavian closed his eyes slightly as he looked at Faith. "I think I would pick...the hanging out with actual people. Mordred's the only one of us Mavericks who actually enjoys fighting."
"What's not to like? And sides, I don't start the fights. I just finish them." Mordred grinned wolfishly.
"So I heard..."
"He was asking for it."
"Quite."
Gwen and Faith
"I wonder how Bruce got rid of them," Gwen said thoughtfully.
"Ah, fighting is cool, but yeah, didn't really want to. I deserve time off." Faith nodded.
Mordred and Octavian
"I usually only fight for fun. Or cos someone did something that annoyed me greatly." Mordred nuzzled Gwen's neck. "I'm sure Bruce did just fine."
"Everyone deserves some time off now and again. ANd if Scott walks through here..."
"You're going to say nothing and stay seated," Mordred warned.
"Sir, yes sir!" Octavian sketched a lazy salute. "Oh, you're so commanding, Wolf."
"Shut up."
"Make me."
"Don't make me get up."
"Bite me."
"You wish."
"No, actually, I can think of quite a number of people I'd prefer to bite me then you," Octavian said thoughtfully, looking at Faith out of the corner of his eye.
Faith and Gwen
"Hmmm, haven't had a lot of a chance to meet Scott yet. So, could I kick his ass? If the occasion called for it, of course." Faith grinned.
"Of course," Gwen said, then turned to kiss Mordred. "I think possibly yes. You could."
Octavian and Mordred
"Be glad you haven't met Scott," Octavian said darkly. "Or Jean. A little bit of a suggestion. When Jean comes near you, start thinkiong about sex. Really loudly."
"Makes her blush and go away. Which is of the good, cos she's a telepathic Peeping Tom. Awfully rude." Mordred frowned slightly. "Even tries to listen in on me and Vort's private link, the nosy parker."
"She just has to know what's going on, all the time..."
Gwen and Faith
"Thinking about sex? Probably not a problem for Faith," Gwen said snidely.
"Again, you're not exactly one to talk," Faith replied.
"Fine. And yes, Jean seems to be like that. Haven't had much experience with them... well, I stole Scott's car a bunch of times. He never noticed. Well if he did, too bad," Gwen put in.
Mordred and Octavian
"Logan stole Scott's bike. With the professor's permission but still..." Mordred grinned.
"Did you hear Scott scream like a little girl when Nyx brought it back that time? She put a great scratch across it..."
"I heard it was because that guy was driving. Devon?"
Faith and Oz
"Ahh, Devvie. Good guy, he here?" Faith asked.
"Yeah, with - "
As if on cue, Oz and Devon walked in.
"OZ!" Faith jumped up and ran over to the ex werewolf, enveloping him in a hug.
"Faith."
Octavian
"Laconic," Octavian noted.
"You get that. Occasionally."
"But why? Words are there to be spoken."
"And sometimes you really should just keep your mouth shut."
"First line of defence for people like me, who don't really like to fight."
"I feel left out," Devon complained. "Nyx did the same thing. I'm just an afterthought."
Gwen and Faith
Gwen bit her lip, the last time she saw Oz was after she slept with him. Whoops.
Faith let go of Oz and jumped into Devon's arms, legs wrapped around his waist.
"DEV! Still as hot as ever, I see."
Octavian and Mordred
"And you're looking as absolutely gorgeous as ever, Faith." Devon laced his hands together under her butt to hold her. "How have you been?"
Octavian sighed slightly. Ah well.
Mordred noticed the glance and kissed Gwen again. "Hey. Oz. Devon."
"And hey to you too...uh, Mordred?"
"Yeah."
"And other guy on the couch, hey to you as well."
"Octavian. Call me Tav, it's shorter and easier to remember," Octavian said.
Faith, Oz and Gwen
"You know, same old... torture, sex, bondage, it's all good." Faith kissed his cheek and disentangled herself from his arms, then went and promptly sat in Octavian's lap.
"Hey. Heard about Angelus," Oz said quietly, moving to a seat.
Faith sighed. "Never fails. But yeah, you get that."
"You ok?"
"Five by five."
"Faith..." Oz sighed.
"You know me."
"Take care of yourself."
"Hey, years of practice."
Gwen squeezed Mordred's hand. "It's ok," she said softly.
Octavian and Mordred
Octavian laced his hands around Faith's waist and smiled slightly. Well. Obviously read that wrong then...
Devon flopped onto the couch beside them. "Sorry to hear about that, Faith."
"Don't want us to kill him for you?" Octavian inquired.
"Angel's alright," Mordred said quietly. "It's his son that's the arsehole."
Faith, Oz and Gwen
Faith smiled, and took one of Octavian's hands in her own. "Thanks anyway, but nah, I could if I wanted to... just... it wasn't him, and I understand that."
Gwen nodded. "I really don't like Connor."
"Does anyone? But, been there, kicked that ass," Faith said proudly.
Oz stayed silent, looking at Faith. She noticed after a few seconds.
"Whoa, that was intense, for a moment there Oz, I thought you were gonna make an expression," Faith joked.
"Well, I felt one coming on, I won't lie to you."
Octavian and Mordred
Octavian rubbed his thumb over the back of her hand. "The case remains, dear lady, that you have only to ask."
Devon snickered slightly as Faith being called a lady.
Octavian arched an eyebrow slightly. "You find something amusing?"
"Dude...you called Faith a lady!"
"And so she is." Octavian's tone made clear the discussion was settled.
"So, how have you been?" Mordred asked carefully.
Faith and Gwen
Faith grinned and playfully slapped Devon. "You're lucky I like ya, or I'd kick your ass so hard for that comment."
Oz nodded at Mordred. "Good. You?"
"Ok," Gwen said quietly, feeling a bit awkward.
"And thank you," Faith said, looking at Octavian.
Octavian and Mordred
"I only state the obvioust truth," Octavian murmured into her ear. "And I was brought up to be a gentleman."
"You loooooove me, Faith. And you hope I never change." Devon grinned cheekily.
"We've been alright." Mordred rubbed the ring on his finger thoughtfully.
Gwen and Faith
"We got married," Gwen said quietly.
"Congratulations," Oz said sincerly.
"Yes, I do, and I don't know why sometimes," Faith said, shaking her head, one hand entwining her fingers with Octavian's. "Wait, I know why... you usually get me stoned."
"Uh-oh." Oz smiled at Faith.
"What?"
"Need I say?"
Faith bit her lip sheepishly. "Right, well that won't happen again. I won't ever be that stoned or drunk. Ever again. And not with you two. My stripping days started and ended that night."
Mordred and Octavian
"That sounds...intriguing," Octavian said thoughtfully.
"Dude, it was waaaaay hot!" Devon bounced slightly on the lounge.
Mordred chuckled quietly. "Remember..."
"I do indeed, and if I ever find the negatives, I am burning them."
"I know, that's why you won't. Saving them for your 21st."
"Oh thanks *so* much."
Faith, Oz and Gwen
"Seems I'm not the only naughty one," Faith mused, then paused. "Well thank you Dev, but it was a one time show."
Oz nodded. "Good show. Well worth the money."
"There was no money involved."
"No, not for the strip, but for the pot."
"So... getting me stoned enough to do that was worth the money? Thanks Oz," Faith said, giggling slightly.
Gwen shook her head. "Some things you totally do not need to hear."
Mordred and Octavian
Mordred chuckled slightly into her ear. "Only have eyes for you, love..." He ran his fingers through her hair as he bent his head to kiss her cheek. "You know that. Show you the pictures of Tav sometime though. They're very funny."
"Don't you dare," Octavian ordered, hiding his face in Faith's neck. "Not an episode I'm proud of. And you got me totally off my face first. I wasn't responsible for my actions."
"Pictures? Oz, we didn't get pictures," Devon complained, then frowned. "Or did we? I can't remember."
Faith, Oz and Gwen
Oz shook his head and grinned, then his grin faded. "We had a video."
Faith giggled. "Yeah, but I destroyed it. So ha!" She turned her head and placed a kiss on Octavian's forehead.
Gwen smiled at Mordred. "Love you," she whispered.
"Yeah, damn," Oz said to Faith.
"It was just mean, taking advantage of me. Anyway, who's up for a party? Anyone got more pot? Devon, I'm looking to you to not let us down."
"I have vodka," Oz put in.
Mordred and Octavian
"You want vodka? Go see Sergei. Neat party trick," Octavian commented.
"Yeah?" Devon asked.
"Makes vodka out of water. Does it a lot." Octavian grinned, then let one of his hands slip down to Faith's thigh. "Except when we're practicing."
"Is he healed up now, from the fall he took through a window?" Mordred asked. "Love you too," he whispered to Gwen.
"Oh yes. Jonothon was quite annoyed at him though."
Faith, Oz and Gwen
Faith grinned and bounced slightly. "Why are we sitting here and not getting high and drunk?"
"Our room is big enough for us," Oz offered.
"I think... I probably shouldn't. But thanks," Gwen said.
Mordred and Octavian
"Don't need to," Mordred said simply. "I don't need to blur reality when what I have is so sweet," he whispered into Gwen's ear.
"I have no objections," Octavian said.
"So, let's go then, people! People who are coming to get high and drunk, to mine and Oz's room. Those who aren't, good night!" Devon bounced to his feet.
Gwen, Faith and Oz
Gwen waved. "Have a good night guys." She kissed Mordred's cheek. "Shall we go to bed or hang out for a bit?"
Faith jumped off Octavian's lap and onto Devon's back. "Let's goooo!"
Oz shook his head and smiled, leading the way out of the room.
Octavian and Mordred
Devon oofed slightly and walked after Oz. "You really should warn me when you're going to do that..."
Octavian followed them, and wondered faintly just how this was going to end.
Mordred kissed her back. "I don't mind. You want to just watch some TV and generally just hang out?"
Gwen, Faith and Oz
Gwen nodded. "Yeah, could... I hate to be a pain, but... the couch?"
***
Faith giggled into his ear. "Nah, wouldn't be as much fun."
They went into Oz and Devon's room and Oz closed the door after them. Faith jumped off Devon's back and went over to brush herself past Octavian as she sat on Oz's bed.
Mordred and Octavian
Mordred smiled gently. "You're never a pain love." He teleported both him and herself to the couch.
~*~*~*~
Devon flopped down on his bed in a spread of limbs, then noticed Octavian standing at the door. "Dude, just come in. We don't bite. Well, I sometimes do and so does Faith, but Oz doesn't."
Octavian raised an eyebrow slightly and came inside. "And that's supposed to make me feel better how?"
Oz and Faith
"Oz used to," Faith commented.
"Not now." Oz smiled and pulled some pot out, then rolled some joints for all of them, and lit them up.
Faith leaned back and patted the space next to her. "Come on, Tav, I don't bite. Honestly. Ignore Dev."
Octavian
Octavian settled next to her and took a joint from Oz.
Devon leaned over and grabbed one from his friend. "Oz, have I told you lately how much I love you, man?"
Faith and Oz
"Yeah," Oz said.
Faith leaned against Octavian, taking another long drag on her joint.
Oz reached under his bed and pulled out a box of vodka. At Faith's look, he shrugged. "We're in a band," he said, as though it explained everything.
Octavian
Octavian closed his eyes briefly as he put an arm around Faith's waist, feeling the beginning of the high hit. "It does tend to explain rather a lot, I've been finding..."
"It's alllllll goooooood," Devon insisted.
"Very right."
Oz and Faith
Oz tossed a bottle of vodka to Faith.
"Thanks baby." She unscrewed the cap and took a long swig, then handed the bottle to Octavian.
Octavian
Octavian took it from her and lifted it to his lips, drinking some. He leant over and kissed her on the lips, one hand carefully holding the bottle so it didn't spill.
Devon leant over and snagged it. "Vodka...gooooood vodka. And most excellent weed."
Faith and Oz
Faith wrapped an arm around Octavian's neck and kissed him back, then pulled back to take a drag on her joint.
"It is most excellent, Devvie, you definitely always have the best weed," Faith commented.
"Mmm," Oz said in agreement.
Octavian
"I have a good dealer, that's why." Devon preened slightly.
"Very good," Octavian commented, fingers tracing over the skin on Faith's hip.
"Dude, I just rock!"
Faith
Faith grinned and planted a kiss on Oz's head, and he looked up and smiled, from his position on the floor.
"Probably shouldn't get too stoned... I remember what happened last time," Faith said, mock glaring at Devon. "Although, most of that was fun." Her eyes twinkled mischieveously.
Octavian
"You know you liked it!" Devon said cheekily.
"I'm sure I can...head off any threats to your reputation, dear lady," Octavian said, kissing her shoulder, then up her neck.
Devon laughed.
Faith and Oz
Faith turned her head to kiss him, then turned back to Devon.
"I still can't believe you convinced me to take my clothes off."
Oz grinned. "I can't believe you did it."
Octavian
"But she did!" Devon bounced. "And whoooo, baby! Faith, you are soooo hot."
Octavian grinned and dragged back on his joint.
Faith and Oz
Faith got up off the bed and bowed. "Thank you, thank you!"
Oz switched the stereo on.
"No way, man, not again." Faith stuck her tongue out and pulled Devon up to dance with her, wrapping her arms around his neck.
Octavian
"Would be fun though, Faith," Devon argued. "I'm sure Tav there would looooove to see it."
"I think I will, as you Americans say it, plead the Fifth." Octavian inhaled more smoke from his joint.
Faith and Oz
"And I spose you wouldn't wanna see it, hmmm, Devvie?" Faith grinned and spun around, away from Devon, then danced by herself for a bit, enjoying being the centre of attention.
Oz handed her the vodka, and she took a swig, handing the bottle back, hips swaying seductively.
Octavian
"Of course I want to! I'm a guy!" Devon said as he collapsed back onto his bed.
Octavian grinned and stood up to dance with Faith. "Dance with me, then?"
Faith and Oz
Faith nodded and rubbed up against Octavian, twirling and dancing happily.
"Awww, poor Devvie, wants another glimpse of perfection..."
She teasingly pulled her shirt up to show her stomach, then pulled it down again, grinning.
Oz gave a wolf whistle. "Take it off!"
"You're unusually vocal when you're stoned," Faith commented.
Octavian
"He does tend to be," Devon agreed. "C'mon, Faith, take it off! Take it *all* off! Don't tease!"
"I think...not," Octavian murmured, before nipping at Faith's neck. "Unless you really want to.."
"C'mon, get yout kit off! And what was Mordred going on about with you, Tav?"
"At one very distant and thankfully hazy point in my life, Mordred, Vortigern and Demetria all ganged up on me. First of all, they got me *very* drunk, dressed me up, and then they shoved me into a strip club as a dancer...it was a gay strip club," Octavian added.
Devon howled with laughter.
"I did get a lot of money out of it though," he said thoughtfully.
Faith and Oz
Faith grinned. "I don't think I'm stoned or drunk enough to yet."
Oz cheekily rolled her another joint and handed it to her.
"Smart ass." But she accepted it, and took a long toke. "Niiice." She turned so her back was against Octavian's chest and she put his arms around her waist, grinding against him slowly.
Octavian
Octavian grinned and kissed her neck while his hands splayed over her hips as they ground against each other. He was perfectly aware that she could feel what she was doing to him, and he was just out of it enough not to care.
"Well, then Tav can do one!" Devon suggested.
"I would also have to say I'm nowhere near drunk or stoned enough for suggestions like that to sound attractive," Octavian said dryly.
Faith and Oz
Faith grinned, then pulled Octavian down onto Oz's bed, laying her head on his chest and smoking. "Why don't you strip for us, Devvie, baby?"
Oz gave a mock shudder and pulled a face. "No, let's not subject the world to that."
"Was that an expression? Did Oz make an expression?" Faith grinned, and moved slightly so she could hug Oz. "I'm so proud!"
Octavian
"Expression! Expression!" Devon cheered, then grinned. "What, you don't think I'm attractive, Oz? All the groupies do."
"Put up or shut up," Octavian suggested lazily, hand carressing Faith's breast lightly.
"Fine!" Devon dragged his shirt over his head.
Faith and Oz
Faith turned to kiss Octavian's neck, then watched as Devon started to undress.
"Too slow!"
She grinned, sat up and pulled her shirt over her head, leaving her in her bra and leather pants.
"There, incentive to go faster."
Octavian
Devon grinned. "Boobies!"
"Tits." Octavian cupped them in his hands. "And nice ones at that."
"So, Oz. Tav. Me and Faith have our shirts off. What about you two?" Devon wriggled out of his pants, wearing black silk boxers.
Octavian smiled slightly. "Why not?" He sat up slightly and unbottoned his shirt before shrugging it off his shoulders.
Oz and Faith
Oz pulled off one of his signature bowling shirts and then took his t-shirt off. "Happy, Dev?"
Faith grinned. "Oh, we're challenging are we? Well, my underwear is ten times nicer than yours."
She stood up and unbuttoned her leather pants, then walked to the centre of the room and slid the pants off her legs, leaving herself standing there in a black bra and a matching lace black g-string.
Octavian
Devon wolfwhistled. "Yay, Faith! Come on, Tav, I want to see you strip."
"Fine." Octavian rolled his eyes and stood, waiting for a slightly more upbeat song to come on.
He swayed his hips, eyes half closing as he bent backwards slightly, fingers plucking at his belt loops. Just teasing.
Devon whistled again.
Octavian grinned as the bend became more prounounced, his mutation making him extra flexible. His hips thrust lazily at the air even as he bent backwards to almost touch the floor with his head.
"Dude..." Devon was staring with an open mouth. "No wonder you made a shitload of money."
Oz and Faith
Faith cheered and went to lie on Oz's bed.
"Hell yeah."
She took a long swig of vodka.
"Whooo, officially drunk."
Oz grinned and took the vodka from her, rummaged in the box, found the lemons and salt, cut a lemon, sprinkled the salt on Faith's neck, licked it off, took a shot of vodka and took a bite of the lemon.
"Yum," he commented.
Octavian
"Faith's neck tastes good," Octavian commented as he started to slide his pants down his hips.
Devon was just staring as Octavian's hips kept moving sensously.
"Hmm. Devon isn't saying anything...think I broke him?"
Faith
"Hmm, I know how to wake him up."
Faith hopped off the bed, letting her hands run over Octavian's crotch as she passed him, then bent down and kissed Devon, letting her tongue explore and fight with his. She stood up, smiled as Devon blinked and let out a tiny moan, then walked back past Octavian, sitting on the bed and smiling coyly at him.
Octavian
"Oh god..." Devon moaned.
"This is...one of the more odd things I have done." Octavian stepped out of his pants and swayed to the beat. He was wearing black briefs. He joined Faith on the bed and kissed her. "Now the only one wearing pants is Oz..."
Faith and Oz
Oz took his pants off and took another shot of vodka, leaving himself in dark blue satin boxers.
"No, I'm not."
"This is pretty odd," Faith said, before kissing Octavian and rolling so she was on top of him, straddling his waist, fingers, dancing across his crotch.
"And as much fun as it is, maybe Tav and I should go to my room," she said,biting her lip seductively.
Octavian
"Awww, Faith," Devon complained.
"Maybe we should," Octavian agreed. "Make a fun run." He snickered slightly. "But I'm up for it, if they are. Not something I haven't done before..."
Faith and Oz
Faith bent down and kissed Octavian. "I don't mind." She stuck her hand down his briefs and stroked him gently.
Oz shrugged and smiled. "Not something we haven't done either."
Octavian
Devon grinned and then joined Octavian and Faith on the bed. "Dude, that dance was seriously hot..."
"You thought so?" Octavian said in a husky voice.
"Oz, get up here, man. It's a big bed."
Devon leant down to kiss Oz on the mouth.
Oz and Faith
Oz got up on the bed and kissed Devon back, one hand going down to Devon's boxers and sliding his hand down.
Faith put a slice of lemon in Octavian's mouth, licked down Octavian's body and pulled his briefs down and took him all the way into her mouth. She pulled away suddenly, and grabbed the vodka, shaking some salt onto his length, licked it off, took a swig of vodka, then moved back up and sucked the lemon out of his mouth.
Octavian
Octavian grinned and sat up slightly to kiss her back.
Devoan moaned into Oz's mouth, as he started to return the favour, stroking gently.
Octavian put his thumbs through the waist band of Faith's underwear and slid them down off her hips, kissing her stomach.
Oz and Faith
Oz moaned and pulled Devon's pants down, his mouth never leaving Devon's. He rolled Devon's balls in his fingers, squeezing his shaft gently.
Faith pulled the lemon from her mouth and tossed it across the room. She kissed Octavian's neck, then back up to his lips, running her tongue over them before sending it through, seeking his out with her own. Her hands stroked at his length, her hands sliding up and down slowly.
Octavian
"Ozzzzz," Devon groaned, his hand not stopping its movements.
Octavian smiled then moved down her body, nudging her legs apart gently. He started to tongue her expertly.
Devon scratched the head of Oz's shaft lightly with his fingernail and then pulled the boxers off quickly.
" OZ and Faith
Oz moaned, then pulled Devon over to the other bed, pushed him down and kissed him.
Faith spread her legs and moaned.
"Ohhh, God..."
Octavian
"Oz, dude, we have some slick?" Devon asked, wrapping his legs around the smaller man's waist, rubbing against him.
Octavian grinned as he slid his tongue inside her. He might not have a tongue stud like Mordred did, but he'd never heard any complaints about his technique.
Oz and Faith
Oz reached into his bag and handed it to Devon, kissing him again.
Faith's hips bucked up. "Ohh God." Her hands went down to Octavian's hair.
Octavian
"I want you to do me," Devon explained as he coated Oz with the lube. "I *really* want to do Tav. That dance, Oz...F*ck."
Octavian grinned as he heard Devon's comment. He lifted his head slightly. "I'm fine with that." He then returned to what he was doing enthuasiastically.
Faith and Oz
Faith lifted Octavian's mouth from her.
"I want you inside of me," she whispered.
Oz slowly nudged himself inside Devon, giving him a few seconds to relax into it before he started thrusting slowly.
Octavian
"I'm good with that as well." Octavian moved up her and sank inside her slowly, moaning with the sensation. "God, Faith...you feel so good..."
Devon winced slightly, then moaned as Oz his his prostate. "Oh god, do that again!"
Oz and Faith
Oz grinned and kissed at his neck, still thrusting, but getting slightly faster.
Faith kissed Octavian, her tongue swirling around lazily inside his mouth. She wrapped her legs around his body and moaned, her hips thrusting up to his. She moaned.
Octavian
"Oz, Oz, Oz," Devon moaned, hips moving with his friend's. "Dude, speed it up! You're killing me here..."
Octavian ground his pelvis down against hers on every downthrust, twisting his hips slightly as he kissed her lips, her neck, her chest. Everywhere he could reach.
Oz and Faith
Oz obediently sped up, one hand on Devon's hip, the other gliding over his length.
Faith moaned and sucked at his neck, leaving a hickey. She thrust back towards him.
"Ohhh God..."
Octavian
Devon moaned, eyes wide and almost unfocused. "Oh goddddddd...."
Octavian started to move with more urgency, one hand going down between their bodies to rub at her. "Faith..." he moaned into her ear.
Oz and Faith
Oz grinned, his thrusting and stroking increasing as he started to come.
"Ohhhhhhhhhh," Faith gasped.
She let a hand drift down to his length and squeeze his balls gently, her hands then clawing at his back, trying to get him deeper inside her.
Octavian
Octavian grunted as her nails scratched at his skin, then pulled her up as he sat back on his heels, mouth fastened to the join of her neck and shoulder.
Devon tightened around Oz spasmodically as he came as well, high breathy wail floating from his lips.
Oz and Faith
Oz came, Devon's tightening around him, prolonging his orgasm. He pulled out and kissed Devon softly.
Faith let out a loud moan, kissing Octavian's head, neck, wherever she could reach as her hips bucked, reaching her peak. She thrust back at him, then started to come.
"Ohhhh Goddd!"
Octavian
Devon kissed Oz back lazily, basking in the afterglow for a moment.
Octavian cried out as she started to come, hips moving harder into her. "Oh god, Faith!"
Devon rolled over slightly to watch them. "Now, that's hot."
Oz and Faith
Oz nodded. "It is. You know what would be cool? Another girl for her to hook in with."
Faith threw her head back as she came again, grinding herself against Octavian, tightening around him as she orgasmed.
"Ohhhhhh," she moaned.
Octavian
"That would be very cool," Devon agreed. "Blond. Cos that is just soooo hot." He started to stroke himself lazily.
Octavian came with her, moaning her name. "Faith..."
"You know, he said he had a sister...and they're twins. That would be too f*cking hot..."
Oz and Faith
Oz nodded, and absently moved Devon's hand away and replaced it with his own. "That would be hot."
Faith tugged at Octavian's eyelobe gently, still clenching and unclenching as her orgasm died slowly. "Za... Tav..."
Octavian
"Mmmmm..." Devon said agreeably, thrusting slightly into Oz's hand.
Octavian buried his face in her breasts, panting slightly.
He raised his head again and looked at Devon as he slowly removed himself from Faith.
"Swap partners?"
"I think...that was the plan," Devon said.
Oz and Faith
Oz let go of Devon and walked over to Faith, who immediately grabbed him and pulled him on top of her.
"Right, let's see and laugh at why Willow decided to go gay, coz clearly... this is not the kind of thing to leave."
Octavian
Octavian walked over to the bed with Devon on it with shaky legs and then fell with a bit of a yelp as Devon pulled him down for a enthuasistic kiss. He spread his legs almost obediently as Devon started to stroke him.
"Dude, where'd you learn to dance like that?"
"Comes, ah," Octavian's eyes crossed briefly as Devon rolled his balls in his palm, "naturally?"
Devon chuckled then flipped them over so Octavian was beneath him.
Oz and Faith
Oz breathed kisses over Faith's lips, cheeks, forehead, chin, everywhere. He positioned himself above her and slowly slid in, Faith moaning out as he did.
Octavian
Devon fopund the lube and sqeezed some onto his fingers before he started to prepare Octavian. His eyes crossed briefly as he imagained actually being inside that warm vice. "Dude, you're sooo tight..."
"It's been a couple of months," Octavian said breathlessly, then moaned as Devon's questing finger brushed his prostate. "I heal fast."
"Really now?" Devon's eyebrows went up as he added another finger.
Oz and Faith
Oz and Faith were going at it like bunnies. Well to be more correct, A werewolf and a Slayer. Pretty lethal combination, it was very fast and furious, with panting, swearing, scratching and all sorts of other things.
Octavian
Devon moaned as he slowly slid himself into Octavian, the blonde's knees hooked over his shoulders.
"Oh GOD, you're so TIGHT!"
"Mmmmm...." Octavian agreed, head falling backwards.
Devon leaned down to kiss him, tongue imitating what he was doing inside Octavian's body.
Faith
Faith wrapped her legs around Oz's back, her own back arched as she started to come.
"Zaaaaa.... Ohhhh GOD!"
Octavian
"Oh god, god, god," Devon chanted, movements speeding up. He stroked Octavian almostt roughly, mouth demanding and possessive.
"Dev, yessssss, Devon..." Octavian hissed as he was driven back onto the matress.
"TAV!" Devon shouted as Octavian came, wailing as he squeezed rhtmically around his partner. With another yell, Devon followed Octavian into orgasm.
Oz and Faith
Oz panted and moaned as he started to come, Faith's clenching around him extending his own orgasm.
"Ohhhhh God yeah!" he cried.
Octavian
Devon withdrew from Octavian carefully, and pulled him into his arms. "You alright with this?"
"I'm very big on post orgasm cuddles."
"That's good. Cos I am as well." Devon nuzzled Octavian's neck, then started to suck, making a hickey on the opposite side to Faith's.
"Feeling possessive?"
"You were very good."
Oz and Faith
Oz lay down next to Faith, and reached for another joint. He lit one up and handed it to her, then lit one up for himself.
"Well, that was fun," Faith commented lazily.
Octavian
Devon nodded in agreement as he got the bottle of vodka. He drank from it, then pressed his mouth to Octavian's.
A little vodka trickled down between their mouths, but Octavian got most of it.
"Was good," he agreed.
Devon stroked his fingers through Octavian's hair, admiring it. "I looooove your hair."
"Thanks."
Faith and Oz
Faith grinned and took a long toke.
"Well, if a girl is gonna get treated to that every time she comes here, she might just have to stay forever."
Oz nuzzled her neck, smelling her scent deeply.
Octavian
Whenever Octavian got stoned, he always got very...submissive. He never did it with people he couldn't trust not to take advantage of that, because he did tend to do whatever they said to him.
Devon noticed with interest as Octavian's eyes slid half closed, blue eyes dazed and dark. He put a finger to Octavian's mouth. "Suck."
Octavian opened his mouth and sucked lightly on Devon's finger, swirling his tongue around it.
Faith and Oz
Oz grinned as he got up from the bed and grabbed Octavian, taking Devon's finger from his mouth. He devoured his mouth in a kiss, while Devon hopped up and went over to Faith, who was catching her breath.
Octavian
Octavian moaned into Oz's mouth, relaxing almost totally under him. If he'd been a dog, his tummy and neck would be bared to the alpha male. As it was his legs spread wider, inviting Oz to take him.
Devon kissed Faith. "So, Faith. How ya doing?"
Faith and Oz
Oz bent down and took Octavian into his mouth, growling wolfishly, the vibrations in his throat shooting through onto Octavian.
"Five... by... five," Faith said, smiling, then reached up to kiss Devon again. She pulled him down onto the bed with her, and immediately reached for his length.
"Seems your the only one in this room who hasn't done me. Wanna change that?"
Octavian
Octavian whimpered, legs moving outwards again. "Oz..."
"Sounds like a plan. I like chicks with plans," Devon agreed as he slipped two fingers inside her and mouthed her neck.
Faith and Oz
OZ growled again, his hands working up and down Octavian's length, cupping and rolling his balls between his fingers.
Faith moaned and reached for Devon's length, tugging gently.
Octavian
"Oh, oh god..." Octavian moaned. He didn't know it, but a submissive scent was coming off him in waves.
Devon moaned his approval of Faith's actions, then moved them both so he was above her and slowly slid in. He kissed her, tongue plunging inside her mouth.
Faith and Oz
Oz grinned and swirled his tongue around, then nipped lightly, still growling.
Faith kissed Devon back, her tongue wrestling with his, then exploring his mouth, her back arching as he slid inside her.
Octavian
"Oz, oh god, Oz..." Octavian panted, head thrashing on the rumpled sheets.
Devon moaned into Faith's mouth as he withdrew, then just as quickly returned.
Faith and Oz
Oz let a growl rumble deep in his throat as he took more of Octavian into his mouth.
Faith rolled over so she was on top and started to ride Devon, hard and fast.
Octavian
Octavian's back arched slightly as he moaned, an almost tortured sound.
Devon gaped for a moment, then settled into the new rhythm Faith was setting. "God, Faith..."
Oz and Faith
Oz reached for the lube with his free hand and nipped again at Octavian's length. He smeared the lube on himself, released Octavtian from his mouth and turned him over, then slowly thrust inside, giving him a second to get used to it.
He licked his neck and nipped at it.
Faith took Devon's hands and put them over her breasts as she rode him, clenching and unclenching deliberately.
Octavian
Octavian gasped then moaned into the sheets as he got up on his hands and knees. "God..." His head hung, tilted slightly to the side, offering Oz clear room to reach his neck. He thrust back at Oz slightly.
Devon massaged her nipples, pinching them lightly between his fingers and rolling them around. "Faaaaaiiiithhhh..."
Faith and Oz
Oz thrusted into Octavian, grabbing his length with his free hand, still nuzzling Octavian's neck.
Faith grinned, panting as she clenched and unclenched again, a hand reaching down to play with Devon's balls.
Octavian
Octavian whimpered again, hips rocking back and forth between Oz's thrusts and his hand. "Oz, Oz, Oz..."
"Oh, sweet mother of God..." Devon's eyes rolled back in his head and he thrust harder.
Oz and Faith
Oz howled as he started to come, biting down on Octavian's shoulder, his hand pumping him faster.
Faith moaned. "Oh God, Devon..." She rode him faster and more aggressively, her hand playing roughly with him.
Octavian
Octavian cried out brokenly as he came, shuddering in Oz's arms. "Oz..."
Devon grinned slightly, and then took her nipple between his teeth. He nipped it lightly, then laved the abused area with his tongue.
Faith and Oz
Oz growled softly in his ear. "Yum," he whispered, slowing his stroking down as he slid out of Tav, exhausted.
Faith threw her head back and moaned loudly, clenching and unclecnhing around him even more, her hand squeezing his balls.
Octavian
Octavian slumped down onto the sheets, then curled into Oz like a puppy. Still stoned. Still very, very submissive...
Devon moaned and started to come, snaking a hand to stroke her roughly. "Faith!"
Oz and Faith
Oz lazily nipped at Octavian's neck, enjoying his scent as he reached around to play with him softly.
Faith's back arched as she bent her head to devour Devon's mouth with her owen as she started to come. She let out a muffled scream.
Octavian
Octavian whined slightly and moved his hips to thrust into Oz's hand while still keeping contact with Oz's crotch.
Devon yelled into Faith's mouth, hips bucking up. He lay back and panted slightly, then turned his head to look at Octavian and Oz. His eyes widened. "Dude! Tav's got a tat."
The tat in question was a small fairy with green wings on his right hip.
Octavian looked at Devon and Faith. "Yeah. I was...stoned. Everything people tell me seems like a great idea when I'm stoned..."
Devon grinned at the dazed slightly unfocused look in Octavian's eyes.
Oz and Faith
"Hmm, really?" Faith asked, raising an eyebrow. "Well, then come do me."
Oz grinned and let go of Octavian.
Octavian
Devon grinned as Octavian obediently got up and padded over to the bed.
"Sweet," the singer commented.
Octavian settled next to Faith with a sigh, kneeling as he placed his hands on his thighs.
Faith and Oz
Faith grinned and sat up to kiss Octavian. She lay down again and spread her legs for him.
Oz growled and gestured for Devon to go over to him, so they could enjoy the show.
Octavian
"It's cute," Devon remarked as he lay next to Oz. "Like...some puppy. Or something. But he really reminds me more of a cat. Tav, eat her out."
Octavian obediently put his mouth to work, hands on her thighs as his head moved. Tongue darting and licking expertly.
Oz and Faith
Oz grinned and nodded, taking a swig of vodka and handing it to Devon.
Faith moaned. "Oh God, thanks Dev..."
Her hands went to Octavian's hair.
Octavian
Devon saluted her with the bottle.
"Not a problem, Faith. I say we put this to use more often."
He swigged back on the vodka.
"Oz, how *tight* is he? He said his mutation helped him heal fast...dear sweet mother of god. Like f*cking a virgin with experience."
Octavian hummed slightly as he kept licking.
Faith and Oz
Faith's hips bucked slightly. "Oh Goddddd!"
Oz nodded. "It was very nice. He's all... man, you can't smell how good he smells."
Octavian
"Well, we all can't be ex-werewolves."
Devon drank more of the vodka, then handed it back to Oz so he could roll a joint.
Octavian speared his tongue inside her, still humming.
"God, he's so hot."
Faith and Oz
"OH MY GOD!" Faith grabbed Oz's pillow to muffle her screams as she started to come.
Oz nodded. "He is. We'll have to keep seeing this one. Never thought it would feel so good to finally bed the Slayer either."
"I... heard... that..." Faith yelped.
Octavian
Devon laughed.
"But you're soooo gooooood, Faith. A friend with benefits. Very attractive benefits."
Octavian kept licking, hands keeping her thighs spread.
"Do you think he'd just keep going till we told him to stop or he came down off the high?" Devon inquired with interest.
Faith and Oz
"He'd probably keep going even if he came off the high." Oz grinned. "She tastes sweet."
"Thank... you..." Faith moaned. "He's... oh GOD!"
Octavian
"Good?" Devon asked.
Octavian moaned as he rubbed his erection against the sheets.
"Use your fingers, Tav."
Octavian started to do so, still licking.
"He's great. I say we keep him almost permenantly stoned."
Faith and Oz
"No, Dev, he's bad, that's why... OH GOD!" Faith's back arched as she started to come.
Oz grinned. "Yeah, real bad."
Octavian
"Horrible, obviously," Devon said, rolling his eyes. "Makes you wonder..."
Octavian prolonged Faith's orgasm with tongue and fingers.
Devon's eyes narrowed slightly as he watched Faith come again.
"Tav, come over here."
Octavian got up, licking his lips clean and padded over to Devon obediently.
"Blow me," Devon said, sitting up on the bed.
Octavian crawled over to Devon and got to work.
"Ohhhhh goddddddd..."
Devon's eyes rolled back in his head.
Octavian took a deep breath through his nose and worked his way down till he had taken Devon whole. He swallowed, then hummed, before working his way back up.
"SWEET MOTHER OF GOD!"
Devon's fingers tightened in Octavian's hair.
Faith and Oz
Faith lay panting.
"That good?" Oz asked, an amused look in his eyes.
"Duh," Faith replied. She sat up and went to retrieve her clothes. "Right, now, I think I'm going to bed."
"Ah," Oz said.
Faith got up, dressed, kissed Oz's head and went to the door. Oz looked at his clothes, got dressed and then looked at Dev and Tav, then at Faith. "Sleeping in your room?" he asked.
"Yeah, I have a spare. Come on."
They left.
Octavian
Devon came into Octavian's mouth with a strangled shout, then lay back on the bed as Octavian crawled up next to him, licking his lips.
"Dude, that was f*cking awesome."
"I have my uses."
Octavian curled into Devon's side and closed his eyes.
"Mmm..."
Devon dragged the blankets up and fell asleep, fingers tangled in Octavian's hair.