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[winter-queen.insanejournal.com]

[It was the true New Year, so Mab had stayed awake to honor it. Not that it was a hardship for her. Her time was the night. Then the house had done something slightly... disconcerting. At midnight, it changed. As she was descending the large double staircase, the house took on a decidedly run down appearance. The lights flickered and the once silent steps began to creek under her feet.

She stopped to puzzle over the change. that's when she realized she felt suddenly almost imperceptibly lighter. She glanced down to find herself wearing not her smart business chic attire, but a delicate, yet intricate creation of what she recognized as spider's silk and the softness of thistle down.

Her lips pursed. She had just about had it with the surprises her hosts were dropping on her head. And a colorful swear came out of her mouth, in Gaelic.]


Téigh trasna ort féin!

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[aegletes.insanejournal.com]

Of course not. We'd have to be immortal again for it to come to that.

So, indulge me... What makes you so scared of me?

[winter-queen.insanejournal.com]

[Well, that took care of her quietly nagging desire. Her expression turned cold as winter frost, and abruptly, so did the air around them.]

I am not. Scared. Of you.

[aegletes.insanejournal.com]

[If the temperature shift bothers him, he does a good job of hiding it]

No? Then why so guarded, Lady? I have no intention of hurting you. I'm a friend to you and yours.

[winter-queen.insanejournal.com]

[She scoffs again]

Friend are you? Ha. You've made it quite clear you intend to lay siege to my defenses.

[aegletes.insanejournal.com]

[That gets him to laugh]

If so, it is only to bring a little warmth and joy into your life as the new year begins. Of course, for all I know, perhaps it's the other way around. Perhaps you've managed to enthrall me for your own... purposes.

[winter-queen.insanejournal.com]

Enthrall you?
[The air was almost sharp, it was so cold, there were patterns of frost crawling up the kitchen windows.]

You arrogant presumptive bastard. The only thing I desire from you is your absence. If I had the ability to enchant your mind, I sooner command you over the edge of a cliff than that you come anywhere near me!

[aegletes.insanejournal.com]

[Presumptive, eh? OK. He could play by those rules. He takes hold of her hand, and yanks her close--not nearly hard enough to hurt, though. He pauses only for a moment, to dare her to push him back, and then lays a firm kiss right on her.]

[winter-queen.insanejournal.com]

[She should have seen that coming, but she was so enraged he had her nearly seeing red. So being pulled against him took her utterly by surprise. The next thing she knows, she is being kissed.

The chilled air seemed to stutter. And then it fell away abruptly when she began kissing back, in a heated, hungry fashion.]

[aegletes.insanejournal.com]

[Apollo's strong arms folded around her as he met her hunger readily. He has to take care not to tear the delicate fabric of her dress. At least for now.]

[winter-queen.insanejournal.com]

[She'd abstained for so very long. And yes, the synergies had been bothering her since her arrival. At least, when she had been ill she'd had some kind of reprieve from it. And he had made her so very angry, it had all served to boil over into this. Had he given her another moment, she'd have harmed him. Of course, she wasn't realy far off from that as yet. She felt bullied and pushed and so her kiss was not at all sweet or kind. In fact, at one point she sinks her teeth into his bottom lips a little meanly.]

[aegletes.insanejournal.com]

[Apollo was nearly crushing her against his body, but he didn't shy away from her biting kiss. However, he firmly but not unkindly pushed her mouth open, probing deeply and sensually as his hands ran down her back]

[winter-queen.insanejournal.com]

[And it he did have to push her mouth open, because despite the fact that she wasn't shoving him off her, or biting his tongue off, she was angry. Angry that he'd read her so well and pushed her into this moment. And angry at herself for being so weak as to fall prey to the synergies after holding out so long.]

[aegletes.insanejournal.com]

[Apollo's hands began to wander further, seeking her curves, and so did his lips, moving to kiss her ears and throat.]

[winter-queen.insanejournal.com]

[The gown (if it could be called that) did next to nothing to mask her form. It was a thin veil, barely keeping her 'decent' and nothing more.

When he kissed at her ear, she turned her head abruptly, a gasp coming from her unbidden as she tried to protect the rather sensitive area for her from him. Her hands even came up to his chest between them, preparing to push him away. ]

[aegletes.insanejournal.com]

[Apollo caught her wrists between them, and continued to nibble and lick at her earlobes]

[winter-queen.insanejournal.com]

[She pulled against his hold of her wrists and tried to lean her head away from his evil mouth. Though she had little success, she was no physically stronger than any other woman of her build. She tried her voice and it sounded unsteady at best.]

Don't.

[aegletes.insanejournal.com]

[He doesn't quit what he's doing. If anything, he seems to be getting bolder]

Why not?

[winter-queen.insanejournal.com]

Because I told you not to.

[She spoke through gritted teeth. He just had to be at her ear.]

[aegletes.insanejournal.com]

[He brazenly thumbs her erect nipples as he whispers into her ear]

Curious. You seem to be enjoying things.

[winter-queen.insanejournal.com]

[She draws in a sharp breath, her body arching instinctively when he touched her nipple. And then she renewed her effort to pull away from him.]

Release me!

[aegletes.insanejournal.com]

[He just chuckles]

My dear lady. Methinks thou doth protest too much.

[With that, he tugs the fabric of her dress to expose her breasts and lightly suckles.]

[winter-queen.insanejournal.com]

[ Her head falls back, a groan of both frustration and need escaping her, even though she again attempts to shove him back. She regrets not choosing to retreat when she' d see the opportunity. She'd deprived herself too long, and now she was fighting him and herself. A tactical retreat would have been the wiser move.]

Stop.

[ And even she thought it was a feeble sounding demanding. If she didn't get ahold of herself, she was going to lose this battle.]

[aegletes.insanejournal.com]

[He slips a hand under her skirt and strokes a featherlight finger along her cleft]

Even though your body is begging for such warmth?

[winter-queen.insanejournal.com]

My body does not get a say.

[It wanted a say, evidenced by the wetness between her legs. But she was equally as angry as she was aroused. The dual emotional state made her voice a throaty growl.]

Now take your hands off me if you wish to keep them.

[aegletes.insanejournal.com]

Is that so, Lady? The iron required would burn your lovely hands first. Besides. All ice melts in the light of the sun. You can only fight nature for so long.

But, if you object to my hands on you, well, then, perhaps this would be the more palatable to you?
[He takes her hand, guiding it under his chiton and wrapping her fingers around his growing arousal]