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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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His fingers digging into her and the knowledge that he was coming sent her over her own edge. Her internal muscles contacted, squeezing him for everything he could give her. Her body tried to react, to arch, to throw her head back, but because of his hold she couldn't. And that just served to make her orgasm a little more intense. She expressed herself the only other way she could, by voicing her climax in a loud, lovely cry.

Her inner hold was exquisite and cried aloud as he came completely into her. After a few moments of catching their breaths, he lets go of her hair, affectionately kissing her back.

Once he let go of her hair, she let her head fall, cradled on her arm. She was panting for breath but she was grinning. She felt used, and tired and fantastic. "That. Was awesome."

"In-freaking-deed," he agreed wholeheartedly. He pointedly remained inside her, continuing to kiss her. "You're something else, Mel."

She didn't mind. In fact, she liked him right where he was. "I do like to make an impression."

"Well you sure as hell did that." He gazed at her body, feeling himself hardening inside her.

She felt it to, and she moaned softly, her fingers curling from the sensation. "That is pretty impressive too."

"There's more than one reason I was called Great-of-Strength," he teased. He doesn't try and initiate another round, being respectful that she's likely tired, especially with the pregnancy. "Then again, the view is inspiring."

She laughed at that, and enjoyed the feel of her muscles clinching around him as she did. "Well then I've done my job."

"You should get a tip for such good service." Seth thinks a moment before laughing. "Oh geez that was a bad, fucking joke."

"Can't be bad if I'm laughing," she said over her shoulder. "But I will happily take that tip."

"We should do this again some time, if you'd like."

"Oh, I'd definitely like to do this again when I'm less gigantic." Then she gave him a knowing smile. "Though you seem ready for a second round now."

"You look fine," he assured. "though a chance for less restrictive sex would be awesome." He gives her a quick kiss. "Only if you want to. Having the little ones in there can't be easy on you," he says, giving her belly an affectionate rub.

"First, I totally wasn't fishing, but thanks all the same. Second, if I didn't want to I'd have told you to get out of me, not suggested another go."

"You're welcome, and duly noted, vixen." He smirks a little. "I think we're at your turn to take charge." He whispers in her ear. "Tell me what you want."

"What do I want? I want to come while you fuck me into oblivion. The details we can make up as we go."

"Suits me," he agreed. "Sorry, gotta pull out for a sec." He does so, carefully maneuvering her on her back before reentering her, though he's surprisingly gentle about it. "Don't worry, that's not how it's going. Let me show you something I gained in this place." He then wraps his arms around her back, bracing her carefully, before effortlessly picking her up, all the while she remains impaled upon him. "Wrap your arms around my neck. I'm going back to the chair."

Damn that was impressive. She put her arms around his neck like he told her, and her legs around his hips for good measure. "Well that's a nice bonus."

"I got some of my old strength back," he explained. He wasn't even straining to hold her up. He carried her over to one of the sturdier chairs and sat down with her atop him. "Now then, why don't you start riding, vixen?"

Yes, they'd absolutely have to get together again after she shed the extra poundage. His impressive strength just had all kind of promise.

With a quirk of her lips, she accommodated his rather rhetorical request. She swirled her hips in slow circles. Despite the desire.she expressed for just some all out sex, she actually took the timer to tease him. Mostly because she had a wicked.streak a mile wide.

He groans in tortured pleasure at her efforts, hands moving across her back.

"You trying to drive me crazy, you sexy minx?"

Smirking, she leaned in and nipped at his ear. "Bet your sweet ass, I am."

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."