"True. Sorry about that!" Sorry, not sorry. Living in Spring means that there's no escaping the fact that Rowan is pretty loud, and since Max and Lucas also are, peace can be hard to come by some days. One day they'll ask for better soundproofing. Maybe. It's not like Lilith hasn't heard first hand herself.
"I ain't checked the table, though. We could do that now?" They suggest, waving their glass in the direction of the door, and then taking another swig from it.
"Nah. Another time. I'm comfortable and don't feel like putting shoes on." Lilith shifted over to the edge of the bed so she could snag the bottle of mead to refill her glass and then Rowan's.
Once done, she moved back to sit next to Rowan. "I have good drink and good company. Foosball can wait."
Rowan holds their glass steady for her, and once she's put the bottle back shuffles in closer to rest against her side comfortably. It's nice to be able to relax around her for once, and even nicer to see her relaxed.
"Suits me fine. The table'll still be there next time one of us is passing." Rowan grins. "Good company's much more interesting as far as I'm concerned."
Lilith took a drink - perhaps a longer one than reasonable - and licked the mead from her lips. "Good."
One more drink and she turned a little, bringing her free hand up to hook Rowan's jaw. "But I know something more interesting than that," she said, leaning in for a kiss.
Chuckling against the kiss, Rowan drapes the arm that isn't occupied with their drink around her shoulders and leans into her. The chuckle only lasts for a moment before they focus on the kiss, enjoying the taste of honey that still lingers on her lips and breath.
When it breaks naturally, they stay close, grinning at her. "Means no more drinking, though, or you'll end up owing me another rain check." They point out, playfully, before stealing another kiss from her.
Lilith's hand went up from their jaw into their hair, nails grazing along scalp and messing up any styling they might have done for the day.
"We need to finish these glasses," Lilith pointed out a moment later. "Besides, we'd have to drink that whole bottle for me to get that drunk again." Lilith grabbed another kiss before playfully bringing her teeth down on their bottom lip. Then she leaned back so she could slam back her drink, fingers held out to take Rowan's glass once they finished theirs.
There's a small amount of mouse in there to keep it under control, but Rowan doesn't care about her hands messing up, not when she's grazing their scalp like that.
Lilith makes a good point about finishing the drinks, though, and they down theirs as well, letting her take the glass. "You can show off your superior tolerance some other time, there's other things I want to see from you today." They smirk.
"Heh." Taking the glasses, Lilith had to leave the bed to put them on the desk since she couldn't just reach out and put them back without them falling like she could the bottle of mead.
"Okay, let me get this important stuff out of the way first," she said as she set the glasses down. "How do you like to be touched? Are there places you do not want me to touch?" Every non-binary and trans person was different and Lilith wanted to make sure she didn't make Rowan uncomfortable. Sure, there had been the tent, but there had been no contact between them then.
Rowan's smirk turns into a true smile when Lilith asks that, relaxing on the bed as they wait for her to return to them. "Anyway you want." They say, easily. "You've seen what I've got, and it's all good as far as I'm concerned. I don't get wet like what most ciswomen do, so that's just me, don't worry about it.
What about you, though? Is there anything I should know?" They reach out to pull her back into them, pressing up into her with a smile. She might be cis (as far as they know), but that doesn't mean that she can't have hang ups of her own, and they're happy to extend the curtesy to her too.
"Then I'll be needing this," Lilith replied, leaning over with a knee on the bed to grab a small packet of lube from a small basket of 'complimentary samples' that had been in her room when she'd first arrived. She'd put it in the top drawer of her nightstand because who leaves that stuff out in the open? It was strawberry flavored, apparently, which she hoped wasn't going to be too artificial tasting or just the right amount of artificial.
Once settled back on the bed with the packet left in easy reach on top of the stand, Lilith shook her head a bit to Rowan. "Anywhere is fine on me, though I'm not properly prepared for butt stuff, so if you decide to go there just be aware. Really, my only restriction is that I don't like feeling trapped, but that's not something I have to worry about from you." Lilith didn't think she'd even need to use her werewolf strength if she ever needed to get Rowan off of her. Truth was, Lilith was claustrophobic but she refused to admit that to anyone, not even the other Knights when they'd gone into the Fear corridor and been exposed to their greatest fears.
"I need to ask you one more question, and I'm very sorry for how terrible and awkward it's going to sound. But I've never been up close and personal with someone who's had surgery and I didn't get the greatest of views in the tent. So," Lilith paused, looking sheepish and embarrassed that she was asking, but she wanted to know what she was working with. "Do you possess the equivalent of a clit and if so is it sensitive like mine?" There was a flush of color on her face and she resisted the impulse to look away. She was definitely aware of gender affirming surgery, but she'd never read anything in depth about it and had never been with a non-cis person before. And she really hoped her questions weren't ruining things.
Rowan shifts a bit into their pocket and pulls out a condom, dental dam and plain lube packet of their own. They shove the condom back, but toss the other two to join the other packet, giving her options. "In this place, I just always carry." They explain, giving her a grin. "Never know what's going to happen, after all."
"It ain't awkward. Thanks for asking." Rowan reassures her softly, reaching out to run their thumb over that flush on her cheek. They appreciate that she's trying to take care of them, and they'd rather she ask and be prepared, so that things might be a little less awkward in the act itself. And honestly, it's nice to see this sweeter side of her.
"Yeah, I do. It's pretty sensitive. I dunno exactly, obviously, but down there, aside from the lube issue and me being a bit smaller and shallower than most, I really ain't that different from any woman you've been with." They don't mention the scars because that's just cosmetic and something they'd rather not dwell on themself.
"I mean, every woman's different, and so am I. No butt stuff and over crowding you, use lube and don't go crazy and try and fist me or something, and we'll be fine." Rowan reassures Lilith, leaning in to kiss her other cheek. "You already had me begging once, won't take much to get me there again." They promise her, voice low in her ear.
Lilith snorted a little. "I've never been into fisting even as a concept. Nothing to worry about there." The levity had her flush disappearing and she nodded, glad that she could, in a sense, pleasure Rowan like she would another woman. It took a level of complication away (one she'd have been willing to overcome if present) and familiarity certainly made it so she wasn't going to have to stop or break up a moment with an awkward question.
She ran her hand through their hair again, getting a bit of a grip and giving a tug. "I don't doubt I can. Also, you don't need to use the dam with me unless you want to. It's not like I can get or be sick with the regeneration." At least normal sicknesses; magical ones were a different situation. "And unless you want me to use it with you, I'm not going to; I want to feel you directly."
"Good, 'cos I hate the bloody things. But it's only fair if I have one for other people, if I'm going to have a condom, you know?" Rowan closes their eyes as she runs her fingers through their hair, letting out a soft noise as she tugs. They move with it a little, head tilting. "You don't have to use it with me neither."
They open their eyes again and smile at her, pulling out of the hold on their hair to lean in and close the gap between them. Their hands come to rest on her hips, holding her softly for now, as they kiss her again, this time along her jaw. "Anything else you want to know, or I should?"
Humming pleasantly, eyes falling half-closed, Lilith tilted her head back a little. "Hmm... I don't think so," she murmured, a hand coming to rest on the back of Rowan's neck. "I don't have to hide what I am with you, so expect transformation of my eyes eventually. They can be a bit unsettling this close," she said, dropping her head down to steal a kiss from their lips.
"Oh, do I need to worry about dominance shit if I take my teeth to your neck? I do bite," she said as she pulled back and then took a moment to flick her tongue across Rowan's lips.
Rowan laughs at that, chasing her lips, and claiming one of their own. "No fear, I'm too homid to bring that shit into the bedroom. Bite away." They nip her lip softly, then drop down to press kisses along her throat.
"What about you?" It feels kind of weird to ask, a reminder that they're about to sleep with another werewolf. But she's so clearly not garou, it still doesn't feel like breaking the litany, even if there was ever a chance of pregnancy here, which on so many levels there isn't.
Tilting her head back, Lilith let Rowan at her neck as much as they wanted, running her hand up through their hair. "Definitely not a problem," she breathed out. If there was blood drawn, she might stop to make sure everything was okay, but her regeneration meant the only thing of concern was magic, and Rowan certainly wasn't going to be using any of that.
Humming in pleasure, Lilith's other hand drifted down their back on a mission to get up underneath Rowan's top. She'd gone that whole time in the tent without touching; she needed to now.
Well, since Lilith says it so nicely... Rowan parts their lips to graze their teeth over soft skin, not biting down yet, just teasing with warm breath and slight pressure.
There’s nothing to stop her from sliding her hands under their top, once she finds the end of the over sized shirt that hangs over an equally baggy T-shirt. Rowan presses into her eagerly, encouraging her exploration, their own hand trailing down her side, feeling out the curves of her body.
Still wearing the clothing the fae were providing her, there wasn't a whole lot between Rowan's touch and her body. Unlike Rowan, whom Lilith felt was wearing far too many clothes for this. If she didn't understand why they wore layers of baggy clothing, she'd comment on it. Instead, she diligently worked underneath the layers and smoothed her hand over bare skin on around up their back.
Pulling Rowan close, Lilith hummed and hooked a leg about them. Just to get that much more. Fingers massaging the back of Rowan's head, they slipped down to their nape, teasing her nails up and down the length.
Her fingers over their skin are intoxicating, and Rowan leans into her eagerly, pressing their bodies together. The way her nails trace hot lines doesn't help, and Rowan shivers under the attention, closing their eyes for a moment.
They drop one hand to the leg draped around them, stroking along her thigh and taking a hold of her hip as they lap at the base of her throat. Then, with a huff of warm breath over her skin, they return to her lips, chasing another kiss. And at the same time, the hand that was meandering down her side slips under her shirt to return the same journey, but this time skin to skin.
Another couple kisses and caressing of bare skin had Lilith wanting more. Deepening the kiss, she grabbed Rowan's hair and used it to hold them there as she tried to steal their breath. When she pulled back to let the other werewolf get some air, Lilith chuckled and tried to pull all the layers Rowan had on their top off at once.
"These need to go before I decide to rip them off you."
The tug on their hair has them moaning into the kiss, letting Lilith win this fight between them. But they don't mind so much, fighting back anyway.
And when she goes for their shirts, Rowan chuckles as well, wiggling a little in her grasp, but then shifting to help her free them from them. Luckily, they're used to pulling everything off in one go, so it's not difficult for them to slip out from under them, exposing their chest to her wandering hands. Their own hands drop to the hem of her shirt and pull on it in turn. "Fair's fair, though." They insist, but wait just a moment to check that she's okay with it before going too far.
Lilith unceremoniously tossed the shirts onto the floor and easily allowed Rowan to pull hers up and off with a hum of assent. She had a simple light green bra on underneath as she still wore the clothing provided by the fae. Aside from her swimwear and a few other things, she hasn't bothered getting anything else.
She had to push her hair back out of her face before sliding both hands up Rowan's sides to their breasts. Cupping them, she let her thumbs brush over the centers as she pressed her lips to their neck, pressing slow kisses to it.
Chucking Lilith's shirt aside as well, Rowan takes a moment to admire her form while she moves her hair out of the way. But it doesn't last long; it's hard to concentrate with her hands going straight for their chest. They whimper, pressing up into her hands eagerly, their sensitive nipples hardening quickly under her thumbs.
Reaching up with one hand, they sweep her hair back further so they can reach her ear, grazing their teeth over the curve of it. Their hand sweeps through her hair, the other wrapping around her to stroke up her back until they find the catch of her bra. It's not as smooth as it might be one handed, but they manage to undo it. Then they follow the curve back round, thumb just underneath the now loose bra, feeling the shape of her breasts, still exploring, discovering her body.
Lips press kisses, teeth grazing a little, Lilith continued to tease Rowan's nipples until the tension in her bra loosened. Feeling that hand slide along the curve of her breast, she left the nipples be for the moment and smoothed her hands over breasts to their sides. With a little growl and a tightened grip, Lilith pressed them onto their back with herself overtop still working at their neck.
And then she pulled back, sitting up so she could free herself from the bra. Tossed off the bed with the rest of the clothing thus far, Lilith ran her hands through her hair with a slightly arched back to let Rowan get a good look at her before she dropped back down, almost pouncing, to kiss them hungrily.
Rowan chuckles as Lilith shows off, but they're admiring her at the same time, eagerly reaching out to pull her into them. Why not? If you have it, flaunt it. One arm wraps around her shoulders, holding her close, but the other they slip between them to cup her breast properly, thumb brushing over her nipple in turn.
Taking of their more stable position, they lift a leg to press it between hers, grinding their thigh up against her core. They have no intention of letting her have all the fun. And when the kiss breaks, they smirk at her. "Going to gobble me up?" They ask, pinching the nipple that was under their thumb lightly.
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"I ain't checked the table, though. We could do that now?" They suggest, waving their glass in the direction of the door, and then taking another swig from it.
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Once done, she moved back to sit next to Rowan. "I have good drink and good company. Foosball can wait."
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"Suits me fine. The table'll still be there next time one of us is passing." Rowan grins. "Good company's much more interesting as far as I'm concerned."
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One more drink and she turned a little, bringing her free hand up to hook Rowan's jaw. "But I know something more interesting than that," she said, leaning in for a kiss.
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When it breaks naturally, they stay close, grinning at her. "Means no more drinking, though, or you'll end up owing me another rain check." They point out, playfully, before stealing another kiss from her.
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"We need to finish these glasses," Lilith pointed out a moment later. "Besides, we'd have to drink that whole bottle for me to get that drunk again." Lilith grabbed another kiss before playfully bringing her teeth down on their bottom lip. Then she leaned back so she could slam back her drink, fingers held out to take Rowan's glass once they finished theirs.
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Lilith makes a good point about finishing the drinks, though, and they down theirs as well, letting her take the glass. "You can show off your superior tolerance some other time, there's other things I want to see from you today." They smirk.
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"Okay, let me get this important stuff out of the way first," she said as she set the glasses down. "How do you like to be touched? Are there places you do not want me to touch?" Every non-binary and trans person was different and Lilith wanted to make sure she didn't make Rowan uncomfortable. Sure, there had been the tent, but there had been no contact between them then.
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What about you, though? Is there anything I should know?" They reach out to pull her back into them, pressing up into her with a smile. She might be cis (as far as they know), but that doesn't mean that she can't have hang ups of her own, and they're happy to extend the curtesy to her too.
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Once settled back on the bed with the packet left in easy reach on top of the stand, Lilith shook her head a bit to Rowan. "Anywhere is fine on me, though I'm not properly prepared for butt stuff, so if you decide to go there just be aware. Really, my only restriction is that I don't like feeling trapped, but that's not something I have to worry about from you." Lilith didn't think she'd even need to use her werewolf strength if she ever needed to get Rowan off of her. Truth was, Lilith was claustrophobic but she refused to admit that to anyone, not even the other Knights when they'd gone into the Fear corridor and been exposed to their greatest fears.
"I need to ask you one more question, and I'm very sorry for how terrible and awkward it's going to sound. But I've never been up close and personal with someone who's had surgery and I didn't get the greatest of views in the tent. So," Lilith paused, looking sheepish and embarrassed that she was asking, but she wanted to know what she was working with. "Do you possess the equivalent of a clit and if so is it sensitive like mine?" There was a flush of color on her face and she resisted the impulse to look away. She was definitely aware of gender affirming surgery, but she'd never read anything in depth about it and had never been with a non-cis person before. And she really hoped her questions weren't ruining things.
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"It ain't awkward. Thanks for asking." Rowan reassures her softly, reaching out to run their thumb over that flush on her cheek. They appreciate that she's trying to take care of them, and they'd rather she ask and be prepared, so that things might be a little less awkward in the act itself. And honestly, it's nice to see this sweeter side of her.
"Yeah, I do. It's pretty sensitive. I dunno exactly, obviously, but down there, aside from the lube issue and me being a bit smaller and shallower than most, I really ain't that different from any woman you've been with." They don't mention the scars because that's just cosmetic and something they'd rather not dwell on themself.
"I mean, every woman's different, and so am I. No butt stuff and over crowding you, use lube and don't go crazy and try and fist me or something, and we'll be fine." Rowan reassures Lilith, leaning in to kiss her other cheek. "You already had me begging once, won't take much to get me there again." They promise her, voice low in her ear.
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She ran her hand through their hair again, getting a bit of a grip and giving a tug. "I don't doubt I can. Also, you don't need to use the dam with me unless you want to. It's not like I can get or be sick with the regeneration." At least normal sicknesses; magical ones were a different situation. "And unless you want me to use it with you, I'm not going to; I want to feel you directly."
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They open their eyes again and smile at her, pulling out of the hold on their hair to lean in and close the gap between them. Their hands come to rest on her hips, holding her softly for now, as they kiss her again, this time along her jaw. "Anything else you want to know, or I should?"
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"Oh, do I need to worry about dominance shit if I take my teeth to your neck? I do bite," she said as she pulled back and then took a moment to flick her tongue across Rowan's lips.
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"What about you?" It feels kind of weird to ask, a reminder that they're about to sleep with another werewolf. But she's so clearly not garou, it still doesn't feel like breaking the litany, even if there was ever a chance of pregnancy here, which on so many levels there isn't.
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Humming in pleasure, Lilith's other hand drifted down their back on a mission to get up underneath Rowan's top. She'd gone that whole time in the tent without touching; she needed to now.
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There’s nothing to stop her from sliding her hands under their top, once she finds the end of the over sized shirt that hangs over an equally baggy T-shirt. Rowan presses into her eagerly, encouraging her exploration, their own hand trailing down her side, feeling out the curves of her body.
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Pulling Rowan close, Lilith hummed and hooked a leg about them. Just to get that much more. Fingers massaging the back of Rowan's head, they slipped down to their nape, teasing her nails up and down the length.
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They drop one hand to the leg draped around them, stroking along her thigh and taking a hold of her hip as they lap at the base of her throat. Then, with a huff of warm breath over her skin, they return to her lips, chasing another kiss. And at the same time, the hand that was meandering down her side slips under her shirt to return the same journey, but this time skin to skin.
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"These need to go before I decide to rip them off you."
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And when she goes for their shirts, Rowan chuckles as well, wiggling a little in her grasp, but then shifting to help her free them from them. Luckily, they're used to pulling everything off in one go, so it's not difficult for them to slip out from under them, exposing their chest to her wandering hands. Their own hands drop to the hem of her shirt and pull on it in turn. "Fair's fair, though." They insist, but wait just a moment to check that she's okay with it before going too far.
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She had to push her hair back out of her face before sliding both hands up Rowan's sides to their breasts. Cupping them, she let her thumbs brush over the centers as she pressed her lips to their neck, pressing slow kisses to it.
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Reaching up with one hand, they sweep her hair back further so they can reach her ear, grazing their teeth over the curve of it. Their hand sweeps through her hair, the other wrapping around her to stroke up her back until they find the catch of her bra. It's not as smooth as it might be one handed, but they manage to undo it. Then they follow the curve back round, thumb just underneath the now loose bra, feeling the shape of her breasts, still exploring, discovering her body.
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And then she pulled back, sitting up so she could free herself from the bra. Tossed off the bed with the rest of the clothing thus far, Lilith ran her hands through her hair with a slightly arched back to let Rowan get a good look at her before she dropped back down, almost pouncing, to kiss them hungrily.
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Taking of their more stable position, they lift a leg to press it between hers, grinding their thigh up against her core. They have no intention of letting her have all the fun. And when the kiss breaks, they smirk at her. "Going to gobble me up?" They ask, pinching the nipple that was under their thumb lightly.
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