You're from a whole other world

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Characters: Lilith and Ogma
Date/Time: March 20th, early evening
Location: Ogma's home
Rating: R if Lilith has anything to say about it
Warnings: Lilith
Summary: The Demoness makes an unexpected visit.


Three hours she'd flown. L.A. had been interesting for most of the morning, but she had been restless. So she'd flown east, guided by an instinct she hadn't had in ages.

When she arrived at her destination, she snuck up to a lower level window and peeked inside. She didn't want to be seen yet. Panic was not something she was interested in causing here.

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Well, that was an interesting morning, all right. The last thing Ogma had expected to do was suddenly turn into a god. And yet, it had happened.

Explaining it to his children had been the most difficult part. But, he had pulled out the mythology books, and explained his past and his role. He showed them the twelve trees he'd planted in the back yard, and the oghams he'd created with them. He spent a lot of the day just answering questions and telling stories. Yes, the kids were understandably weirded out, but by the time dinner was over, they seemed to at least accept the idea.

He even showed off some feats of strength there in the yard after they ate. But as they were headed back in, he thought he caught a flicker of motion.

"You kids go on inside. There's something I want to check on," he said, and began to look for what he thought he saw.

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She heard his voice and ducked back around the side of the house. She had to suppress a giggle that bubbled up in her throat. Though her goal here involved being seen by him, she didn't want to startle the children. She especially wanted to avoid the boy. And not because she thought she might scare him.

Her wings extended and she flew quickly and quietly up, her feet alighting on the roof lightly. She ducked low, crawling into long shadows cast by the sinking sun.

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Ogma frowned. He was SURE he'd seen something... But, no, nothing where he'd thought it was. He shrugged and went back inside, though he had the odd feeling he was being watched, somehow.

After a while, the kids slipped off to their respective rooms to amuse themselves, while Ogma settled down in the living room with a good book written in Gaelic. It was second-nature reading it like this, a simple joy, but a sweet one.

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She was patient and quiet. And when she felt it was safe she crawled to the edge of the roof, leaning far over it to peer upside down through a window. The room there was empty, with no light on, but she didn't need light to see well today. It was a bedroom and from just cursory glance, she knew it was not a child's or adolescent's room. She opened the window, meticulously removing the window screen as well, and climbed inside.

She could tell it was his space. It had the air of unattached man to it. She quietly acquainted herself with his space, listening and waiting.

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The other great thing about his rediscovered godhood? He could read things so much more quickly! He'd probably breezed through it in a couple of hours, tops. Awesome, definitely. He had more books in his room, and tonight would be a great night to revisit them. He headed back to pick something out, and no sooner had he set foot inside his bedroom than something did not feel right.

"All right. Who's there?" he demanded, reaching for the light switch.

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She had stayed very still when she had heard him coming. She had stopped by a bookcase, her hand resting on one of the shelves. And when he came into the room she almost lost her breath. Godhood sat well on Ogma. It enhanced all of his natural male beauty.

But she had only a moment to admire him privately. She'd had no illusions that he would not be able to sense her. In fact, she was hoping he would be more sensitive to her unique presence now as a proper god. But she said nothing in answer to him, wanting him to turn on the light.

When he did, he would see a face he would recognize as hers. But her form somewhat altered from a normal human. She had wings not unlike what one might picture a dragon to have, though they were tucked tightly to her back at the moment, only barely peeking up over her shoulders. Her eyes were so pale they were nearly white. And she wore what appeared to be scant rags that barely covered, and left nearly nothing to one's imagination. What need had a demon such as she for proper clothes? They just got in the way.

"Hello, Ogma." She spoke softly, her voice a throaty purr.

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"What in the--" The voice startled him, and the light snapped on.

He blinked for a moment or two, not so much because of the sudden transition from darkness to light, but rather the unexpected presence of a woman in his bedroom. There hadn't been one there in nearly seven years, so evidenced by the masculinity of the furnishings, though here and there were a few touches that still reminded him of Carmen--including their wedding portrait still hanging on the wall. But it wasn't Carmen he was concerned with now, but the one who was there now.

"Ebony? Is that you?" he asked, peering at her, "What on earth are you doing here?" He noticed the open window. "And why did you break in through the window? The front door works just fine, I promise."

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"Lilith. Today you should call me Lilith." Because she was very much not Ebony. Today she was so much more.

She moved, seemingly wandering around the perimeter of his room, as she casually stalked him. She trailed her fingertips along his things "I didn't want to disturb your children. I tend to have a certain...affect on young men." On the stressed word she turned her head toward him, drawing her lower lip between her teeth and slowly releasing it on the "f".

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"Uh huh..." He watched her with a wary curiosity as she walked. "Devin's a good kid. No girlfriend, but he'd focused on his studies and sports."

He frowned slightly.
"But you still didn't answer the question. Why are you here?"

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She sauntered ever closer, the sway of hips slightly emphasized by her stride. A decidedly wicked little smile on her lips. "Because I want to be, of course."

She had brought herself within arms reach of him, but her hands stayed at her sides. Instead, she touched him with her gaze. One long slow, assessing, appreciating look that took him in from the bottom up. Her eyes didn't quite make it all the way up to his though, they settle on his mouth, and a hungry look passed over her face. She licked her lips.

Tweak says, "Baby, let's play house."

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Ogma raised an eyebrow at her.
"Hold on. Let me get this straight... You came all the way from California... just to see me?"

omg f*ing yes!

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She nodded slowly. "Mmmm-hm."

Tweak says, "I have a proposition for you." HE KNOWS.

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Ogma let out a long breath.
"Okay. I think I see where you're trying to go with this. But, why me?"

He always knows!

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Another step forward, and a slow smile. "I like you."

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Ogma took a step back, trying to maintain a distance between them.
"Listen... Ebony. Lilith. You're... a very nice girl, I'm sure. And bright. And lovely. All that, yes. But, we hardly even know each other. Besides, you're a young, vibrant woman. What would you want with an old fogey like me?"

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She took another step, the smile saying she was enjoying this. She didn't mind chasing what she wanted. "Age is irrelevant, Ogma. And I think you can guess what I want." She laughed softly.

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"Well, that depends on who you talk to. I have former students older than you are. I've got a family. My son is closer in age to you than I am," he pointed out.

"Look, you wouldn't be the first young woman to get a crush on old Mr. C. But that's all it is. A crush. Give it some time, and I'm sure you'll find someone else more interesting than me. I don't want you to do something you'll regret later, all right?" he said kindly.

Tweak says, "Relax"

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"It's a poor argument, love." She was still moving forward. "I'm not here as a human for a human, so your logic doesn't really apply." But she found it adorable that he'd try.

"And I truly doubt any of your students could match me." Not jealousy there. Only confidence born of experience.

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"Maybe not," he conceded, "But what, exactly, is it you want? I'm not the kind of man who just has a fling with a woman, and then never calls her again. Nor am I into women who do similar things. I was brought up to respect women and to cherish their gifts, not take them lightly."

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She chuckled. "Are you afraid I won't call you after?" She was teasing, yes, but she had long since gleaned that about him. Her expression sobered. She needed him to understand. "There are many gods that would welcome me with those exact expectations, Ogma. There is a reason I do not want them."

It wasn't a promise of fidelity by any stretch, but the statement had its implications.

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"I'm more worried about how you expect this to go forward. We live over a thousand miles from each other, and my salary doesn't really let me afford a whole lot of travel," he said, "Plus, I have my kids to consider. Would you be ready for that kind of responsibility?"

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She tilted her head to the side as she listened to what he said. He was leaping forward, trying to frighten her with expectations of the future. But he hadn't once said the word 'no'.

"You're asking me all of these qualifiers, love. If I do check all the right boxes, then what?"

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"You tell me," he countered.

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"Oh, I'm more of a show kind of girl." She moved into him. Her hand came up to rest on his chest, then slide up over collar bone, the back of his neck, then trailed fingertips lightly down along his jaw, coaxing him to tilt his head down to her. She was up on tip toe, looking at him with sleepy sexy bedroom eyes. "All you have to do, is get out of your own way." She wet her lips; an invitation.

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He placed his hands on her shoulders, gently pushing her back slightly.
"You're a nice girl. I don't want to see you making a mistake," he told her, even though, admittedly, she was drawing up an arousal he hadn't felt in years.