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Characters: Melpomene and Seth
Date/Time: Oct 28th, afternoon
Location: The music room in the basement
Rating: TBD
Warnings: Melpomene and Seth in the same space. Be warned.
Summary: Mel is ~~avoiding Apollo's babycraze~~taking some time to practice her guitar.

Playing the guitar around an annoying pregnancy belly was a little bit of a challenge. But once she got herself situated, it wasn't too bad. She strummed something simple on the acoustic instrument, making sure it was properly tuned. The simple tune turned into a song and she hummed along with it. Hey if Marilyn Monroe could play One Silver Dollar, so could she. And she also loved the movie River of No Return, so there. Marilyn Monroe was the shit.

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He groaned at the combination of pain and pleasure, chuckling lightly. Okay she wants to play that game. A hand moves down and gives her ass a light, by Seth's standards, playful swat. "Yours is pretty sweet, too."

The slap drew a pleased gasp from her, making her tense briefly and rock forcefully against him. "Well getting knocked up is no reason to let yourself go."

"You sure as he-" He gasps sharply at the increase of the force. "hell haven't done that." He slaps the other side this time, a little harder.

That slap made a short cry come out of her, though definitely not one of displeasure. She moved against him roughly again, and she was finding it more and more difficult to resist riding him as hard as she could. Though if she was asked right then why she was bothering to hold back, she wouldn't be able to say, as she had temporarily forgotten.

"Thanks for noticing."

"Baby, I haven't even started to notice." He had to get her going. The teasing felt good, but they had to get things going. So with both hands he slapped both chicks and gripped into them after his hands struck.

"Fuck." It was a very apt expletive, because that's exactly what she did. Her hands dug into his shoulders, and she started to really take them both for a ride. All thoughts of witty banter were gone from her head. She was too busy fucking him like the world was about to end.

There we go, he thought triumphantly. Now he just had to hold on for dear life. He maintained his grip, moving along with her. He couldn't say anything either save for grunts, growls, and moans.

With her in control the pace was relentlessly hard and fast. Even when a slight sheen of sweat began to form on her skin, she didn't let up. The frequent sounds coming from her said she was close, so she wasn't about to give up now.

And Seth probably couldn't stop her even if he wanted to. This was the kind of sex he enjoyed most, just going all-out to get what you want.

"Come on, vixen. Just a little..more."

She continued the pace for a few more moments, then she couldn't hold out any longer. She practically slammed herself down on him one final time as she came. Her nails dug into his shoulders and her head fell back as she vocalized her pleasure.

And her effort brought him along fast, gripping her as tight as he dared as he came up into her. He gave out a yell that was probably just a tad loud before settling back in the chair.

"..fucking...shit." Yeah, that was the extent of his vocabulary right now.

She half collapsed against him, her forehead resting on his shoulder as she panted for breath. That had been epic, and she couldn't even summon the brain cells to say so yet. In temporary lue of saying it, she patted his shoulder, all be it a bit weakly.

A weak chuckle is his response, though his grip shifts into a hug and a light caress of her back.

After a minute she felt she'd recouped enough to talk. "Seriously...gotta do this again sometime."

"..definitely. You ever..want a flight..to New York. Let me..know. Of course I could..come to Cali," he said between breaths.

She nodded against his shoulder. "Let me lose... the freeloaders and, we'll... figure it out."

"I am so..charging my kid rent."

That startled a laugh out of her. "No shit? What are you gonna charge?"

"How much..or what for?" He teased.

"How much. I know what for."

"Well, gotta be realistic. Kid's only source of income for awhile is going to be through me, so I may wait until high school when she has a job," he reasoned.

"Tell me you plan on charging back rent."

He looks at her like she's crazy. "Hell yeah."

Well she is, so... "Oh good. I'd hate to think you'd pass that up."

He may not be entirely sane himself. Who knows. "Well if she works hard I may go a little easier on her, but that's a big 'if'>"