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Nicolo di Genova ([personal profile] peace_inthe_violence) wrote2020-09-09 02:21 pm

Malta



This is a fairy tale of blood and bullets
It is the story of three men and three women and a small island between Italy and Africa.
This is a story about tragedy and pain, about healing and hope, but mostly it is about
love.
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[personal profile] orgilotes 2020-09-18 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
"Still am," Andy laughed. She knew it, and didn't care: she'd seen the rules of society change with regards to women and had frankly ignored all of them. When they'd met Booker she'd had short hair, wore pants, drank and cursed and shot better (or worse) than most men.

He'd been appalled.

She had laughed, and they'd taken him with them anyway.

"In my defense I'd never had to dance. I had to learn to fight," she chuckled, wrapping her arms around Booker's shoulders and settling into just swaying and standing with him, cool water sparkling on their skin in the sunlight. "You got used to us eventually, though. For which I'm glad," she murmured, nuzzling at his collarbone.
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[personal profile] transfuge 2020-09-18 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
Booker leaned in and trailed a few kisses up her neck as they danced. "I learned to love you."

Love her. Love Joe. Love Nicky. They all took up space in his heart. Booker saw immortality as more of curse but these people were a blessing.

"And extract my own head out of my ass." It had only required them murder him three or four times because he had been such a prick. Booker wouldn't say he was a good man but he was better for knowing them and letting them teach him how to better.
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[personal profile] orgilotes 2020-09-18 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
Andy smiled, shaking her head with a hum and tilting her neck to give him room. "God, Nicky was so mad at you when you punched me," she chuckled, able to laugh at the memory now, though that fist to her cheekbone and nose had fucking hurt at the time.

They'd managed and gotten around it, the hurt and the anger, and now they were here. "We all learned to love you, too," she murmured with a soft smile only a little teasing around the edges. "Come here, and give me a proper kiss, then. Like a lady."
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[personal profile] transfuge 2020-09-18 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, I remember." Nicky had jumped to defend Andy which meant Booker had gotten a broadsword pointed at him, almost buried in his ribs. He could hardly be blamed for his confusion over meeting the people he dreamed about. It had been a crazy time in his life.

"You're still not a proper lady," he pointed out. Booker didn't intend to argue the request.

He leaned in and kissed her properly, a real kiss, a deep kiss full of his love for her.
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[personal profile] orgilotes 2020-09-18 08:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"You like it," Andy managed, tone soft and amused before they met each other for a kiss. Booker was entirely unlike Nicky or Joe when he kissed; Booker was the only one Andy melted a little for, trusting her weight to him and letting herself get lost in it. People, if they'd have observed the group, might have thought that Joe was the only very passionate one among them with the way he could talk.

They would have been wrong.

She rose up on her toes to meet him, though she was tall for a woman and rarely needed to do more than that to be on a more equal footing with any of them: Booker was the tallest (of course he was) and so she had often let him either ift her, or bend down a bit to kiss her when they were together. The shift of her body was subtle, but said volumes in the way her biceps relaxed, her spine settled into a comfortable curve.
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[personal profile] transfuge 2020-09-19 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
It was more than that. Booker loved it. He loved her fierce and wild as she was. Andy would always have a special place in his heart.

The way she softened against him told Booker a lot about what she wanted from him. He was happy to give it. More than happy really. It had been awhile since he let any of them close like this. Just like he kept Nicky and Joe at a distance physically he had done the same with Andy.

He wasn't going to do that right now. Not when she melted against him, offering trust and love without reservation. It almost flipped a switch in his mind and body to please her. "Come on," he said against her mouth. "We'll have a much easier time on one of the lounge chairs."

Where there were soft cushions and space to really stretch out against each other. They might accidentally drown if they stayed in the water and while her towel was still spread out on the pool deck it wasn't as nice as a lounge chair.
Edited 2020-09-19 00:36 (UTC)
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[personal profile] orgilotes 2020-09-19 12:55 am (UTC)(link)
Andy hummed against his mouth, pliant an willing--for Booker. She could trust he'd have her back, he'd pick her up and carry her if she couldn't move, and the way he loved her was no different. Normally she couldn't stand being pinned underneath anyone, and squirmed her way out from under the others with great regularity, but not him.

She didn't break from that kiss to reply, only shaking her head minutely. She didn't want it--or him--easier. There was too much time to make up for to have it easy and slow and sweet. That was for Joe and Nicky, who'd never separated, not for Booker and Andy who'd spent far too long holding back from each other.

"I missed you," she murmured again, voice soft but edged now, almost desperate as she pulled herself up on his shoulders, nuzzling into his cheek, his jaw, his throat. "I missed you so much, Booker."
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CW: Sex ahoy!

[personal profile] transfuge 2020-09-19 01:16 am (UTC)(link)
"I know. I'm sorry." Booker just got so lost in his own head, in his own grief, he couldn't be close with them for a long time. "I'm here now. I won't go far like that again."

Well, he'd try. Booker wasn't sure he could trust his own mind or heart on that one. He would give them all his best though and let them love him. He would let himself love them in return.

He pressed her against the side of the pool and nudged his thigh between her legs for her to grind against. His hand cupped her breast as he returned to kissing her over and over until his lips felt swollen from it.
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[personal profile] orgilotes 2020-09-19 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
She kissed him back like he was the only cure for the fever he was stirring up, legs parted around his thigh and holding tight to Booker from neck to knee, feeling the pulse in his fingers around her breast. Everywhere their bodies touched felt like a live wire, and she writhed between him and the rough edge of the pool wall, biting gently at his lips and letting out a soft groan as she locked her ankles around his leg.

"Don't be sorry now, Book," she managed through soft pants. "Don't be sorry."
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[personal profile] transfuge 2020-09-19 01:46 am (UTC)(link)
If only it was that easy for him to shed the guilt. It would linger no matter what she said or did. Booker would have to find forgiveness in himself for all the time he held himself apart from her. How had he forgotten how much he loved her? Loved them all?

"Yeah, okay. Yeah." He put a hand on the small of her back and helped guide her movements against his thigh. Booker wouldn't take control but god he was always willing to help.

It felt so good to touch her again. Her body against his stirred his need and want, his cock hard and flushed pressing against her hip. "God, Andy," he groaned as he pressed his forehead to hers.
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[personal profile] orgilotes 2020-09-19 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
"Nicky might skin us both if we don't get out," Andy laughed, breathless with her pulse running high and excitement thrumming under her skin to have him back, to hear the naked want in his voice that hadn't been there in years.

"I want you, Sebastien," she said softly, but she meant it: she would always say it, making sure and making herself known. Andy had little problem hiding her desires but they all too often went unspoken, though they were all familiar enough with how they said things to each other, even without words. She shifted to wrap her legs around his waist, feeling his cock press into her belly as she scattered kisses down his neck, over his shoulders, dipping her head for one at his heart.
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[personal profile] transfuge 2020-09-19 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
"Only because we didn't invite him to join us." Booker loved her laugh. It was a nice to hear and see how happy she was. There was a little swelling of pride in his chest. He could make her happy. He could make things better for Andy at the very least.

He pulled her away from the wall and towards the stairs leading out of the pool. Booker put an arm under his ass and hiked her up so that he had a better grip on her with her legs still around him. Carefully, he made his way out of the pool.

Nicky would definitely kill them if they slipped and fell getting out so they could have sex.

He carried her to the nearest lounge chair and lowered her onto it, bracketing her in. She didn't usually fight him but Booker made sure not to pin her down at first just in case.
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[personal profile] orgilotes 2020-09-19 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
She wouldn't fight him. Right now she wanted him over her, between her legs and as close as two bodies could get without bloodshed. She wanted to wrap her arms around Booker and hold him to her, and she wasn't letting go.

"Let him have his own turn," Andy tossed back, settling into the lounger and unwinding herself once she was sure he was settling in with her. Her legs wrapped around his hips, one of her hands on his shoulder as the other slid down his belly to wrap her fingers around his cock, gently stroking and tugging him closer. She tilted her head up for a soft kiss, pouring everything she couldn't say into it: it had been too long.

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[personal profile] transfuge 2020-09-19 11:43 am (UTC)(link)
Once he knew Andy was comfortable Booker settled more of his weight over her. He kept one foot on the concrete and knelt with the other bringing their bodies close together. The sun was hot against his back but his shivered from her touch.

"Fuck, Andy." He kissed her deeply as he rutted against her hand.

He squeezed her breast in a hand then trailed down and slipped his fingers between her legs. He rubbed slowly at first because he loved the feel of her getting slick under his touch. She wouldn't let him be slow for long, he imagined, but he's sneak what he could.
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[personal profile] orgilotes 2020-09-19 10:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Andy clasped her hand around the back of Booker's neck to draw him into a kiss with more than a hint of teeth: she'd let Booker take his time and settle against her, but Andy had never been particularly patient to begin with.

"Come on, then," she panted, bucking against his hand cupped over her mons. She wanted to take him already; Booker was the most intense of all of them in many ways, but especially with sex, even though it had been a long while since they'd been together.
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[personal profile] transfuge 2020-09-19 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sometimes I think I have to hold you down to make you wait for me," he teased as he moved away from her kiss to mouth at her neck. "But I can't say no to you."

He was driven to please any partner. Booker was giving to the point he almost ignored his own pleasure in favor of theirs. Generous to a fault was very accurate for him.

Booker hiked Andy's thigh a little higher around his waist and guided himself inside her. He moaned and curled himself closer to her. Goddamn, she felt so good around him.
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[personal profile] orgilotes 2020-09-20 12:02 am (UTC)(link)
"I waited long enough," Andy replied, breathless as Booker slid into her and made her groan, fingers curling against his back. Her legs tightened around his waist, pulling him in close and nearly flush to her front. She'd never rushed him like this in the past, and Andy hated to feel sore after sex--it was the same reason Nicky so rarely ever used a toy on her that was any bigger than he was--but this was Booker. She'd wanted him for years while he'd drawn away, but they'd all given him space.

None of them would force him if he didn't want the contact. She tucked her face against the bend of his neck and bit her lip to muffle the groan that bubbled up her throat. "Fuck, Sebastien," she hissed through her teeth, tossing her head back with a soft cry: something very rare to hear out of Andy, since she was the quietest one of any of them in bed, unless she was with Nicky.
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[personal profile] transfuge 2020-09-20 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
He adored the sound of his name from her lips. It was such a rare thing to see her in this state, so open, so unrestrained. He lowered himself onto a forearm to close that last little inch between them. As much as he liked to take things slow and let them build Booker knew her preference and couldn't tell her no.

He stayed close enough to kiss her deeply for only a few seconds before he pushed himself up again so he had the right angle to drive his hips into her. He was relentless driving into her, working to build her up while he ignored his own mounting pleasure.

Always her first.
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[personal profile] orgilotes 2020-09-20 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
She might let him take it slow later, but it had been too long since Andy had had Booker on her, much less inside her. Nicky was the only one of the men that could really induce her make noise beyond the occasional panting or soft groans, but Booker...Booker could make her see stars when he worked her to orgasm.

Andy curled into him with a quiet whine, opening up as he slid into her, biting her lip to keep from cursing out loud: she only set her mouth to his shoulder, teeth grazing his skin.
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[personal profile] transfuge 2020-09-20 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Fuck." Booker had no objections to cursing or being loud. Her teeth in his shoulder was just the sort of pain that added to the pleasure. That right sort of burn that made his hips jerk and crash against hers.

He reached up and ran his fingers through her hair, down her neck, and to her breast. Booker massaged a little roughly, his thumb flicking across her nipple. She looked so good. Felt even better.

Booker caught her mouth for another kiss. He let her feel how much he wanted her. How much he loved her. Oh, he loved her like mad.
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[personal profile] orgilotes 2020-09-20 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
It was a good thing Andy kept her nails short, otherwise the amount of scratching she was doing to try and gain any purchase was going to hurt, even with their healing. He wasn't letting up and kept shoving into her, and Andy only encouraged him with her breathless whispered words, skipping languages like stations on a malfunctioning radio. She loved it, loved the way he kissed and rubbed his hands over her: her nipples peaked and pressed jewel-hard against his palms as her breath caught in her throat with a sound not entirely unlike a whimper.

Andy wasn't going to last very long like this, not when he was rutting into her and sliding against her so delightfully. It wasn't making love, not the way they had before, but the ferocity made up for it. This was a fast, hot burn, and Andy welcomed it--and Booker--with a harder bite and a rough, voice-cracking moan.
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[personal profile] transfuge 2020-09-20 11:56 am (UTC)(link)
Scratches, bites, Booker didn't mind them. His partner's enjoyment was his favorite part and if she showed him through clawing his back that was good. He liked linger red scratches or hickies. They only lasted seconds but they mattered while they did.

He went back to Occitan, his native tongue, with the occasional word of French slipping in here and there. Booker told her how beautiful she was, how good she felt clenching around him, and how much he missed this. Missed her.

At that bite he slid his hand lower and pressed his fingers against her clit. He circled slowly to add long drags of pleasure along with his cock thrusting into her.
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[personal profile] orgilotes 2020-09-20 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
She let out a little sound like a hum as he pressed his hands to her, and Andy pushed up against him, intending to give as good as she got--after this they could take it slow. After some relief from the whirlwind pleasure kicking through her. She was only wordless for a few moments at the way his fingers circled her clit before she picked up the Occitan from him, rubbing and teasing while they fucked.

This wasn't lovemaking, it was fucking. But it felt so good; Andy hadn't known how much she'd missed him being with her until now he was again, and everything felt knocked back into place like a dislocated joint healing. She dipped her head to capture him in kisses again, one after the other only broken by soft words of encouragement as they found each other's rhythm.
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[personal profile] transfuge 2020-09-21 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
Booker rested his forehead against her shoulder and kissed her skin again and again. He dragged his teeth and bit down to leave a mark that faded away as soon as he moved on to another spot.

"Close," he warned her with a breathless gasp.

He fucked her harder, his thumb pressed firmly against her clit to push her over the edge with him. The other downside with fast and hard was that it was over too soon. Not that they'd be done with just one go at each other but it is a headlong rush to the finish now. Booker will have to admire her and worship her later.
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[personal profile] orgilotes 2020-09-21 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
The only sound other than Booker's voice was Andy's soft panting, and the sounds of the cushion beneath them shifting with their motions. She squirmed at the insistent press of his hand and her hips jerked, arms wrapped tight around Booker's shoulders as she tripped over the peak before she even knew she'd gotten there, words tangled with each other when she tried to warn him.

He got a broken whine out of Andy as her muscles tensed and trembled, shoving her hips against his, desperate for more of something she couldn't describe.

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