Shenanigans!

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[ It's the bite that finally pushes her over the edge- she's learning, even in her limited experience, that a little roughness goes a long way with her. His teeth clamp down on her and she sees fucking stars. She arches back, his name getting lost in a cry of pure ecstasy.

Her orgasm pours over like a torrent and- honest to god- she glows. Her tattoos go bright, the light ripping across her skin as pleasure sings through her veins and her heart pounds in her chest. ]

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[ Yep. Definitely ringtone worthy.

And she likes it rough-- that's so awesome-- and Peter files that bit of information away for later.

He's been on the brink for a while now, far too long by his measure, and once she's fallen over that edge, his rhythm becomes erratic until he follows after, moaning her name and hissing aloud a few choice expletives as liquid heat courses through his body.

Once he's spent, he takes a moment to catch his breath, leaving a trail of kisses on her neck -- gentler this time, at least. He pulls himself away to lie on his side next to her, propping himself up on an elbow.

He's still breathless, to be sure, and his skin is still flushed, but he has that smirk on, the one that says he's about to say something dumb. ]

So-- [ Here it comes. ] I guess Sirens take "afterglow" really seriously, huh?

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[ It takes her a moment to really respond, her mind struggling to catch up to her reeling body.

When she finally does she hits him with a pillow. ]

Smartass. [ though her tone is affectionate, warm and sated ]

I had no idea that would happen.

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[ He's laughing even during her pillowy assault and flops dramatically beside her, still smirking. ]

Hey, as long as you don't phaselock me when you come, you can put on whatever light show you want.

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Mm. I make no promises.

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[ He peers at her thoughtfully, then-- ]

I'm gonna need a safe word with you, aren't I.

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... A what?

[ still so innocent..... ]

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[ Sometimes he totally forgets that she's not as corrupted as he is.

But he loves corrupting her, so now he's grinning. ]

You know, a safeword. Like, if I shout "Maliwan," it means "Okay, that's enough with the whipping now."

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[ it admittedly takes her a moment to put two and two together, and when she does, well, let's just say she's grateful she's still a little flushed from earlier. ]

I, uh. I see.

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[ He laughs a little before just-- kissing her. When he pulls away, he brushes his fingertips along her hip. ]

So. Beach stuff, huh?

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Yeah. Beach stuff.

[ she reaches up to play with his hair a little, and the smile on her face is a warm, genuine one that's reserved just for him. ]

I love you. [ it's true they don't say it often, but she feels that in this instance, it needs to be said. ]

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[ That smile makes him melt a little, and he presses a kiss to her temple. ]

I know.

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[ she laughs, and it's probably the most genuinely happy laugh to come out of her since she lost her memory ]

I believe that's my line.

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[ Her laugh makes him smile all the more, but he scrunches up his face after a second, looking put-out. ]

But what if I wanna be Han?

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You're too late. I already called dibs.

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Whoa, okay, not cool. I don't remember that being a thing.

I call counter-dibs, the superior dibs.

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You can't do that! "Counter-dibs" isn't even a thing. You made that up.

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It is so a thing. I'll be fair, though. You didn't know what a safeword was, either, so I'll let this faux pas slide.

This also has the delightful outcome of me getting to be Han.

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It is not a thing.

But just this once, I'll let it slide. You can be Han.

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[ Ah, the sense of triumph he feels, even if it's as a direct result of Maya's magnanimity. He moves in to kiss her again and pauses briefly to inspect her skin-- ]

Oh. Uh. Oops.

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... Oops?

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[ Peter is so very good at acting, and suddenly he's nonchalant -- if it weren't for how abrupt the change is, it'd almost be pretty convincing. ]

Hey, quick question, but would you characterize yourself as a quick healer? Weird, I know, but like, if you broke a bone, or if you cut your hand, or, I dunno, if you got a bruise or something, you'd bounce back from it pretty quick, right?

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[ She gives him a flat look for a moment. Her tone, when she speaks, has shifted towards "scolding teacher". ] Peter, what did you do?

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[ If it were any other time, he'd smirk and mention that she'd be really good if they did a teacher-student role-playing session, but instead he looks a little sheepish. ]

I'm pretty sure I just gave you your first hickey?

[ He pauses for a beat, then: ] That is your first hickey, right? Some dude on Pandora didn't already claim the title?

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All right first of all: first date, first kiss, first boyfriend, first hickey, first... everything. That's all you.

Second of all... [ there's a pause, and she gives him a stern look. ... Then she just sort of grins and shrugs ] Good thing my combat suit covers my neck.