Up on the roof

[mnt_raph]

*The wander lust is calling again, the trapped feeling has returned, but this time the only direction Raph is moving, is closer to Penny. He spent a good portion of yesterday trying to explain himself. Raph isn't exactly gifted when it comes to words, unless they're of the 4 letter variety. Through out it all she listened, and didn't appear to outwardly judge.

Two things stick in his mind as he replays the conversation forwards and backwards in his mind. One, how quickly she went from intent listener to affectionate ... girlfriend? He's not sure if that was some sort of defense mechanism kicking in, or if she was just trying to oust him from his own personal ick. "Qualudes and Champagne" is the other. Raph's heard of the drug only in passing. It's an outdated novelty that the rich club kids seek out in an innane effort to salute the ol' Studio 54.

Raph holds her close. Seems he's not the only one who needs someone to protect them from themselves.*

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[mnt_raph]

*does as he's told*
maybe this'll be easier

*he slides to one side of her, and full body convulses. he gives her a playful smirk*

do that again.

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

You want me, you have me, you just have to let yourself do it

*starts kissing again, moving down to his chest*

[mnt_raph]

*he runs his fingers through her hair, and works his hands down to the pressure points at the base of her neck, between her shoulderblades. He presses firmly, and all tension in her shoulders is gone*

how's that?

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

Nice, you don't have to ask. if you did good, I'll let you know. *continues kissing his chest*

[mnt_raph]

*closes his eyes. a whimper escapes*

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

*slides back up him, puts her hands on either side of his face and kisses him, not your run of the mill kiss, of course, a curl your toes kiss.*

[mnt_raph]

*his resolve is all but gone before the kiss. a low growl begins to form*

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

*whispers in his ear*

My Raphael...

*takes his earlobe into her mouth and suck on it lightly. Then slides back down to continue with his chest*

[mnt_raph]

*he's never had ears before, or a chest really. And now that he thinks of it, a back that actually arches...which is what his does. the growl gets louder*

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

*continues down, stops at his stomach, tounge flicking.
fingers slipping down, feel their way to... clothes, ther should be no clothes. Slides a finger in to the waistband. looks up at him almost seeking permission with her eyes*

[mnt_raph]

*jaw set, he nods. his breathing is labored, control has been totally lost. there is no Dana, only Zuel*

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

*slides back up*
look at me, You are gonna be here for this, I know its bigger than you, and I know its terrifying but You need this. You need to breathe, Stop letting it get to you and just move with me. *grins*

[mnt_raph]

*he looks at her, pupils dialated. slowly she comes back into focus.*

you folk are too sensitive for your own good.
*he says between gasps, with a weak smile*

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

well, I think sensitive mean retreating out of it when things get a little tough, would you look at that I'm still here. I don't think you wanna make a girl, who is about to take your shorts off, angry

*kisses him and pulls his shorts down*

[mnt_raph]

*when she releases him from the kiss, he responds*
tol' you before. already know how bad it is to piss women off...

*sadly any further verbal communication is lost to him after the loss of his shorts. *

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

don't leave me again, then. i can't do this on my own. There's letting go and then there's checking out and you...
*grumbles is fairly pissed off but isn't gonna give up*

[mnt_raph]

*he can't speak, but he's certainly there. He sits up and pulls her close for another long kiss to prove this to her.*

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

*moans and presses herself against him, is beginning to lose it herself*

[mnt_raph]

*His arms wrap around her, and pull her towards him. He breaks the kiss and follows her lead, kissing a path from her neck down her chest.*

now now. don't leave. can't do this on my own.

*he chuckles into her skin*

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

I'm still mad, I wouldn't push your luck, turtle-boy.

*her hands are wandering*

If you want to be an asshole, I'm sure there are plenty of people down there that would be perfectly willing to help you out here. If you want your girlfriend involved I think you need to watch your mouth.

[mnt_raph]

yes ma'am.
*he says to the space between her breasts*

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

*runs her hands down his back, carefully so she won't hurt the bruise. Down to his backside where hey decided to stay. kisses at his ears*

[mnt_raph]

*there is a very loud, significant gasp as she traces her hands down his back*

do....do that again.

...

please

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

*does exactly what she's told.
runs her hands back down his back, touching each scar softly*

[mnt_raph]

*gasp turns to groan.*