In Need of some 'Luck' [Rory]

[Rory Ashe]

Any second now, he knew he would break from not only his own teasing of Freya, but from everything she was intentionally and unintentionally doing to him. When he broke, he wouldn't be able to stop himself or control himself any longer. Though, if he was going to break, he was going to make sure that Freya did with him. Right now, his teasing was going to be a last ditch effort, because either way, whether she lost control or not; he would. So, because this was his last effort, he managed to resist the effect her kissing was having on him and was able to drastically increase how much he was teasing her.

It also gave him a bit more strength when Freya broke the kiss to remove her shirt, but seemed to immediately sap it from him when she started kissing him and pressing against his hands. Regardless, he continued kissing her until he knew she was completely sucked in by it, then broke away and grinned slyly at her before he began kissing down her cheek and back onto her neck.

His hands still slowly moved over he body, and were still a quite a bit more rough now than earlier. However, they no longer were stopped by any clothing, even what little she had on now. Rory placed one of his hands at the top of her chest and slowly trailed down the middle of it with a single finger, until it hooked on her bra, but he didn't stop and pulled it off. His other hand ran down the side of her body until it was on her leg, then gently grabbed it and lifted her up slightly to pull her body tightly against his.

Then his kissing on her neck began to get longer, and slower, and was teasing her as much as he possibly could with it before he slowly began to move down. Kissing down her neck, onto her bare shoulder, and moving toward her chest. Rory knew in only a moment he wouldn't be able to stop himself, so he desperately hoped that this would break her willpower.

[Freya Elensar Ashe]

Rory could be a cruel one when he wanted to be, but in times like this, she didn't mind to much. In these moments when it was just the two of them, and he resisted all her attempts to seduce him were his cruelest. She was cruel at these times as well though, if only because she was trying to torment him just as much as him.

Freya obviously wasn't happy when he pulled away right when the kiss reached the same point it had been before she broke away for that split moment. That annoyance vanished though when he resumed kissing her, just not on her lips this time. Which was both good and bad. Good because she loved his wandering kisses and she would have a chance to catch her breath, bad because they drove her absolutely mad.... and Rory knew it.

She lay there a few moments, sighing and shivering under his touch and kisses... And just about giggling when he pulled off one of the few things still between them. Her self control was tilting out the window now, waiting for that one last thing to finally tip the scale... She didn't have to wait long as he pulled her even tighter him.

A gasp escaped her, a moment passed as his kissing slowly trailed down her neck, her shoulder... She couldn't stand it anymore. She was completely done waiting for him. Carefully, quickly, and quite slyly, Freya pulled herself out from under him, smiling his favorite smile and obviously not at all shy about being so exposed in front of him. It wasn't like he hadn't seen it all before. "You force my hand, love." That self control that had vanished, was replaced with her own teasing, mocking him that she'd escaped from him before he even realized what she was doing, taunting him to come after her.

[Rory Ashe]

It was only a matter of time now, he knew she was about to break. He could practically feel her self control melting away with every kiss down her body. Unfortunately, so was his. Her constant shivering under his touch, her gasping breaths, the fact that they were so close but Rory wouldn't take it any further; it was driving him compltely insane. As he placed a kiss on her chest, he couldn't take it anymore, he wanted her too badly.

Before he could even do anything, though, she moved out from under him and Rory fell slightly onto the bed from how quickly she moved from him. He pushed himself back up and looked at her, his eyes following every curve of her body until they met her eyes. If touching her was body, seeing her like this and not being able to touch her was beyond maddening. Then that smile... Oh the smile, she just had to.

It was completely obvious that Rory no longer had any self control left, letting out a laugh as she spoke, but was unable to speak. He immediately moved for her, with no hesitation. Leaning in to put his arms around her and pull her into a kiss... among other things he would do once he had her in his embrace.

[Freya Elensar Ashe]

It was maddening to stay away from Rory and make him come to her, but at the same time it was completely satisfying. Seeing his gaze wander across her body before finally finding her hazel gaze, seeing that mad desire in his eyes. All completely satisfying.

If Freya wasn't already half tortured from leaving him there, she might have made sure to slip away before he touched her, just to see how far he'd be willing to chase her before driven so mad he finally resorted to using his power to catch her. As it was though, she didn't have that kind of resolve at the moment.

She was back in his arms just as fast as he had moved to snatch her, her arms wrapping tightly around his neck, using her hands to pull him even tighter against her lips. It was as if she had completely forgotten the reason she had slipped away from him, unless of course he started trying to tease her like that again. Then she'd just 'skip' out of his arms again, scold him, before falling back into his arms...

[Rory Ashe]

It was definite that Rory had completely lost his self control long ago by now. For a moment he thought that maybe Freya still had some when she started teasing him and taunting him by moving away. Thankfully, he was proven wrong when she began to move for him the same time he reached for her. Apparently she did have as much desire as him right now, and Rory's had increased greatly since her teasing.

As her arms wrapped around him he immediatly laid back and pulled her on top of him this time. He couldn't stop his hands from running over her body as he passionately and very roughly kissed her. This time though, there was little teasing in his touch, and there wasn't much he wasn't touching. He was doing it mainly to pleasure her now, massaging her body as they kissed.

His hands soon found the last then piece of clothing on her body. The tips of his fingers sliding underneath the underwear, teasingly for a few minutes, before he finally began to just pulling them off as for as he could get them. Then when he had to stop until she took them off the rest of the way, his hands run up the back of her legs, over the newly exposed skin there, and over her back; then repeating the process.

As fiercly he was kissing her, and as much as he was touching her, it was obvious in his kiss and touch how much he loved her by how tender he was being regardless. There really was no other woman he could or would ever do this with, or ever care about this much. Though, he probably wouldn't say this out loud, it was almost spoken through the kiss...

[Freya Elensar Ashe]

((Sigh... Again. No motivation to finish this, skipping to the next morning XD))

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It was rare for Freya to stay in such a good mood for so long like last night. She might have still been in a good mood the next morning if she hadn't woken up rather.... well green to put it simply. She was curled up against Rory under the sheets of the large bed, barely stirring when she noticed just how awful she felt.

It most definitely wasn't a side affect from their... activity last night. Just some random bug she'd caught probably, making her feel sick to her stomach. And the more she woke, the sicker she felt. Great. Just great! The one time they get away from the school and she goes and gets herself sick?!

It was still rather early but already she was hating the day as she slowly sat up. It seemed Rory was still asleep, but that definitely wouldn't last. He woke even if she just moved a little, no doubt he'd be wide awake in a matter of moments, and would probably notice immediately the green hue to her skin...

[Rory Ashe]

Just as Freya had guessed, Rory did wake almost the instant that Freya began to stir. Though he didn't open his eyes right away, instead letting out a contented sigh. Back in his home, a great night before, the woman he loved in his arms, and no one trying to kill him. It couldn't get better than this, could it?... Well, it could, but only if someone was trying to kill him. He had a sick sense of happiness, but that was just Rory.

Suddenly though, the arm that was draped over Freya began to slide down her as she sat up and caused Rory to open his eyes finally. Though he was smiling softly at first, it faded slightly as he saw the look on her face and the strange color to her skin. He sat up slowly as well, an arm still wrapped around her.

"Ye alright, love?" He asked with a raised brow. Slowly rubbing up and down her bare back, this wasn't done in the same teasing or lustful way as last night. It was done tenderly, trying to make her feel better if she wasn't feeling good.

[Freya Elensar Ashe]

Rory's reaction was a little quicker then anticipated, but completely expected. It was hard getting anything past him, after all. Freya just sighed a little when he sat up, feeling his comforting rubbing down her back and his somewhat soothing words. Great, now she felt even worse for getting sick at a time like this!

Both of them should have been in a loving bliss after last night! Instead.... Freya was sick to her stomach and Rory was worrying. Great way to start a vacation... Day one in Ireland! Starting off horrible...

For as horrible as she felt, just Rory being there was comforting. Letting out yet another sigh, she leaned into him, resting her forehead against his shoulder. "That bug is back..." Several days before, the same thing had happened, maybe not to this extreme, but it had been bad enough that Freya'd been a little out of it most the day.

[Rory Ashe]

Rory watched Freya closely, though there wasn't anything blatantly obvious that something was wrong. Just the fact that she was acting a bit off and looked a bit off was enough to make Rory fairly concerned. Then when she spoke, it removed all doubt. He remembered her feeling like this a few days ago, they had fallen asleep together and when she woke up she was like this, but it didn't seem to be this bad before.

As soon as she rested her head on him he wrapped his arms around her and hugged her tightly to him, leaning down and kissing her on the cheek softly. "Don't worry... We can stay in bed as long as ye want, until yet feel better." Rory said quietly, unsure of what to do, but knew he would do what he could to make her feel better. Perhaps they should have seen Hazel after the first time Freya felt like this... but she seemed to act a bit weird every time Rory and Freya were around her.

[Freya Elensar Ashe]

Freya didn't like it when she made Rory worried or concerned, which seemed to be what was happening. Sure, it was sweet that he would be concerned when she wasn't feeling well, but his worrying made her feel worse. Worry and concern didn't suit Rory.

A faint smile touched her lips when he held her close to him, placing a kiss on her cheek. Why did she have to get sick now of all times? She was probably ruining all the plans for today! But Rory didn't seem to care at all! His saying 'we' made her smile a little more, happy that he'd be willing to stay with her. "Thanks..."

Hazel really had been acting strange every time Freya and Rory were in sight. She'd start grinning, like she knew something they didn't! She'd sometimes talk to Freya alone and ask how she and Rory were doing relationship wise, and then ask how Freya was feeling! It was both unnerving and annoying. What in the world was the woman up to?!

Freya realized something, well, a few things actually. She wondered if Rory's friend, Angus, would be curious as to why they were still up here after a few hours, if the bug didn't pass that is. That lead to more questions about this bizarre friend of his, like how he and Rory knew each other, and then why Rory had warned her not to touch him... "You never told me why I wasn't supposed to shake your friend's hand..." She was trying to change the subject a little, to distract herself from her upset stomach.

[Rory Ashe]

Of course it made Rory upset when Freya wasn't feeling good. Though, he didn't reveal it very much, ever since she started these wild mood swings he had been a little worried. It was unlike her and it was obviously bothering her... Which in turn bothered Rory. Then with these strange stomach bugs that came for no explainable reason? Though he wasn't vocal about it, Rory didn't like this at all. He wanted to know what was wrong and get her back to her normal happy self, but sometimes there was nothing even he could do but wait.

After she thanked him Rory laid back, pulling Freya back with him so that they were both laying down again; though he still had his arms around her. Due to his powers he very rarely, if ever, got sick but resting and lying down was usually what doctors told people who were sick to do. So maybe if they spent a few more hours in bed she would feel better, or so Rory hoped.

His concern was distracted a little by her question, and he couldn't help to smile a bit as she spoke. "Angus? Oh yeah... I forgot to tell ye." He said with a slight laugh, "He can shut off and steal yer powers for a little while by touching ye... As well as learn everything about ye through touch. Oh, and if he's hurt and touches ye he'll steal the life from ye to heal himself; basically he's a leech." Rory said with another slight grin, "So yeah... Don't touch him."

Seeing Angus brought back a lot of old memories... Many best left forgotten, unfortunately. The man had always amused Rory, which is why he liked him a little bit more than how much he hated most people. Right now he was thinking more about Freya though, he was about to ask her again if she was alright but he knew she didn't like it when he was worried. So instead he hugged her a bit tighter, kissing her softly on the cheek again, "I... Love ye, Freya." He said softly, though he had alluded to it many times... This was really the first time he said those three words all together; even if they both knew he did before he said it.

[Freya Elensar Ashe]

It really was a mystery to both of them why Freya was having such a hard time lately. These wild mood swings, the stomach bugs that would wipe her out for half, or the entire, day. Not to mention Freya wasn't one who got sick often, which made the whole thing even odder! Hopefully though, it wouldn't last that much longer...

Freya sighed softly as he lay back down, pulling her along with him. It was nice, to say the least, even though she was feeling horrible. Just being able to curl up against him with his arms around her so lovingly. His willingness to stay with her while she was ill with no fear of catching whatever she had. Maybe coming to Ireland wasn't all that bad. Sure, she was sick the first day, but if they were at the school he'd be forced to leave her during her time of suffering to teach in the danger room.

His laugh made her smile a little as he explained why she shouldn't touch Angus. It sounded a lot like Rogue, at the school, only slightly different. "Hm... Good reason then." She wondered though, just what might happen if Angus tried to 'steal' her power for a short time. After all, it had taken her her entire life to learn the control she had. And you didn't go playing with things you weren't ready to handle... Though it wasn't like she'd had much control over her power at the moment, the mood swings controlling her power most of the time.

It really made her happy when she heard those three words pass through his lips. He wasn't one to verbally express himself often, so when he did it was a treat. And right now? Those words made her the happiest. Laying curled up against him, she turned her head just enough that she could gaze at him. Sure, she still felt horrible, but she could forget it for a moment. "I love you to..."

[Rory Ashe]

This was almost perfect bliss for Rory, almost. Lying there with his arms around Freya, a cool morning, the only thing that interrupted to feeling was Freya being sick. Though, he wasn't blaming her for it, not in the least. He was too busy caring about her health and well being to worry whether or not the day was ruined. Honestly, if they did just lay in this bed all day together, it would be perfect for him.

When she said she loved him back he couldn't help but smile. He knew she did, and she knew that he did, but to actually say the words to each other was a bit different than just knowing. When she looked up at him he bent his head down a little and softly kissed her lips. Of course he didn't care what kind of sickness she might have, or whether he could catch it or not. There was nothing, and no one, that could make him leave her side.

[Freya Elensar Ashe]

Even though she felt sluggish and nauseous, his warm embrace was comforting. But she did feel guilty... That he was staying here with her instead of catching up with his friend Angus. She also felt guilty that this would have been perfect moments if it weren't for her sudden sickness. They'd just have to try and make up for it when she was feeling better. Hopefully it would pass quickly...

Neither of them were that outspoken in their feelings, but when they were it seemed to bring them even closer. It was nice, these quiet intimate moments between them. Freya sighed softly into his kiss, lowering her head to lay across his chest again. "You don't have to stay you know..." She knew he most likely wouldn't listen. And if he did leave, he probably wouldn't be gone long....

[Rory Ashe]

"I know I don't have to stay..." Rory said with a slight smile, kissing her forehead softly again. He would never, ever, admit it but she had more control over him than she knew. It scared him sometimes just how much she had made him fall for her, yet, he loved it. "... But I want to." He said as he ran his hand softly down her bare back.

Rory let out a contented sigh, still rubbing her back lovingly. Regardless of whether she was sick or not, Rory wanted to be with her. Ireland used to be his only love besides a good gun, but now, he didn't care if they never left this bed. "Ye'll feel better eventually... Ye usually do." It was true, usually when she was sick like this, it seemed to go away after a little while.