Red (Ficlet for jurisimmortalis)

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The first thing that Nat noticed were the drops of red staining the floor, indiscriminate spatters of crimson staining the hardwood in random scatters inside the doorway; she followed the trail as it led towards the kitchen, her mood quickly changing from one of quiet relief at arriving home to one of anger – or concern. If Victor had brought one of his victims back here, or if he’d been injured...

“Victor?” she ventured, calling out his name as she traced the route of those scarlet droplets towards the kitchen – and stopping in her tracks as she noted the familiar black shape silhouetted against the countertop. He was hunched over and had his back to her, his body shielded from view by the large coat which he always wore, and as she rounded the corner he glanced up to stare at her, a look of shock and surprise written on his face. “Victor, what the hell’s going on?”

“It’s nothin’, Wildcat, I just...”

Whatever was the matter, it was clear that he didn’t want her to know about it, at least not just yet. She couldn’t help but wonder just what was wrong, and the pang of concern which had been rising within her began to become something more of a panic as she noticed the slowly-spreading pool of red making its way across the countertop. Something was wrong, seriously wrong, and she wouldn’t let Victor’s stubborn male pride keep it from her. Setting her jaw, Nat marched across the floor towards the feral and firmly yanked his arm away from his side – only to be confronted with the fresh, sweet aroma of freshly-cut fruit.

“Strawberries?”

“Yeah, I was just… well, I…” Victor frowned as his brain engaged itself in a mental flail, caught in the act of trying to make a caring gesture without her finding out until the last minute. A mangled punnet of strawberries sat on the countertop in front of him, pulp and juice dripping from his claws. He’d been trying to chop them up using his nails, but it… hadn’t really worked. Sighing, he pierced one of the less-mutilated fruits with a single claw and held it out towards her, hoping she wouldn’t mind his failed attempts to create something for her to come home to.

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A shiver ran across her skin at Victor's touch and her bra joined the shirt Nat had already discarded.

"Hey, you're the one who came home with strawberries."

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There was a long, low purr as Nat removed her bra, Victor's eyes widening and fixing on the sight of her breasts, even though he'd already seen them many times before. They were his, his to play with and to touch, and no other man got to go within five meters of those babies if he could help it. Grinning, he moved in closer, reaching out to close his fingers around her full chest.

"Y'already got the melons. Let's make it a fruit salad."

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Luckily, Nat was used to Victor's coarse humor, and knew how to dish it right back to him. She stepped closer, fingers intent on undoing his belt.

"And what's a fruit salad without a couple of nuts...?"

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"Nuts? Really?" Victor raised an eyebrow, impressed by Nat's quick wordplay, but he didn't skip a beat. "An' there was me thinkin' you'd be more interested in the banana..."

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"Well, that too."

Nat's fingers made quick work of Victor's belt before sliding a hand down the front of his trousers.

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Gasping, he gave a low, eager growl as her fingers brushed against his length, bucking forwards against her touch; one of his arms slid around her back, drawing her closer, wanting to have her as close as possible.

"Too late we ran outta cherries a long time ago, huh..."

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"Oh, I think we can do just fine without them."

Nat obligingly leaned into Victor's very solid body, and went to work on the buttons of his shirt. She liked undressing him as much as he liked undressing her. She loved teasing her fingers across the broad expanse of his chest, not to mention the hard length pressing against her.

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"No, I meant..." He thought for a moment that she hadn't got the joke, and it flustered him slightly; he shivered as she touched at him, unbuttoning his shirt, her nails brushing against the bare skin which was revealed. "...cherry... lost your cherry... popped it..."

But any concerns he may have had about Nat's sense of humour soon vanished as his mind was quickly distracted, the closeness and scent of her sending yet more tremors of anticipation coursing through him.

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"I know what you meant," Nat replied softly as she leaned closer to nip at Victor's neck. "I was going to say something about tying the stem with my tongue, but thought that sounded better in my head."

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The mere thought of Nat's tongue got him going again, and he growled as he let his shirt fall from his shoulders, baring his chest and fixing her with a look of complete and utter desire. He leaned into her touch, pulling her even closer, his breathing growing shallow and ragged.

"Maybe y'should do somethin' else with your mouth instead."

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"If you insist..."

Tilting her chin upward, Nat ran her lips under Victor's chin. Her mouth met his in a passionate, steamy kiss; her bare chest pressed against his.

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Another eager snarl escaped his throat at the press of her skin against his own, his excitement spiking, the hardness between his legs almost painfulwith its intensity; he deliberately rubbed his hips against her own to broadcast his desire, his need, purring and hissing.

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And she needed him just as much. The strawberries and whipped cream were quickly forgotten as Nat slid her hand around Victor's back to push his trousers over his hips.

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He purred, bucking his hips forward as she tugged at his trousers, crying out softly as she freed his firm arousal. Gasping, he gripped onto her with his claws, his nails latching into her as he arched his back with a long, low moan.

"Nat... oh, please, yes..."

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Nat moaned softly in return. She was getting wetter by the second, and those lusty noises Victor made were only adding to her need. She didn't care if he pinned her to the floor, the bed or fucked her standing.

"Victor... I need you..."

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At those words he gave another soft growl, letting his trousers drop to the floor and stepping into her embrace, his body trembling and shivering with suppressed, eager lust - and more. His length pressed against her, nudging at her thigh, his clawed hands sliding down to grip at her firm backside, his naked flesh hot and hard against her own.

"I need y'too, Wildcat."

His voice was shaky with desire, a low purr which betrayed everything he truly felt; want, need, lo... that.

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Long arms loop around his shoulders as Nat pulls herself closer to Victor, her bare torso against his. She pressed her mouth to his in an undeniably passionate kiss before asking..."

"Then how about taking me to bed there, Tough Guy."

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"Like y'even had t'ask."

He purred, easily scooping her up in his strong arms even as he began to make his way towards the bed, nuzzling at her and grinning at his 'prize'.

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Nat laughed softly, happily, as Victor carried her over to the bed. Long fingers ran through his hair.

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Much as it was tempting to just throw her down onto the bed and risk whatever wrath that would incur, Victor felt that somehow - due in no small part to the tender words they'd exchanged - the situation this time called for something a little more delicate. He lowered Nat onto the bed, placing her amongst the covers and pillows, grinning down at her as he clambered up onto the bed to join her.

Besides, he could always try that 'throw her down and see what happens next' some other time.

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Except, she wasn't feeling very wrathful at the moment. If anything, Nat was dealing with a healthy dose of lust, and it was all Victor's fault. As usual.

Hooking her thumbs into the sides of her panties, Nat slowly slid the skimpy underwear down her long legs before tossing that to the floor as well.

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There was a loud growl at the sight and scent of her sex, Victor purring as Nat revealed her most intimate of parts to him, another shiver of pleasure coursing through him at the knowledge that every inch of her flesh was all his - just as his body was hers in return. She'd barely finished throwing her panties to the floor before the feral threw himself at her, covering her with his broad, bare chest, pinning her to the bed.

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Just the sound of Victor's low growl had Nat aching with need. Her toes slid up the backs of his legs before she wrapped her own legs around his waist. Tilting her chin upwards, Nat lightly nibbled at Victor's neck.

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Loudly he moaned, closing his eyes and panting, his knees easily finding their way inbetween her own as she enveloped him with those deliciously long legs of hers. He reached down between them with one hand to guide his length towards her, pressing at the entrance to her body before thrusting forwards with a feral, bestial cry, the claws of his other hand pushing her shoulder down against the covers.

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Fingernails scraped and scratched at his back, encouraging him to take her, claim her. She was his, and she wasn't about to let him forget it.

Her hips bucked upwards impatiently, that first thrust fueling her need for more. Damn, he felt good. As always.