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Characters: Apollo and Mab
Date/Time: Morning of May 1st, possibly longer after that.
Location: Their hotel room
Rating: TBD
Warnings: Mab and Apollo locked together in a room. Expect things.
Summary: Mab and Apollo must work together


She is not a morning person. Without her alarm clock she would sleep at least until mid-morning naturally. And as that alarm clock was not there, she was sleeping soundly, curled on her side.

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It was definitely a sensation he didn't get anywhere else: cold against heat, burning twice over. He gasped and his hot mouth became all the more forceful against the chill of her skin as his passions rose, at one point enough that it left a livid mark in the hollow of her throat.

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She felt him marking her, and there was no possible way she was allowing him to do that unanswered. She threaded a hand into his hair and curled it into a fist, pulling ungently to tilt his head back where she wanted it.

She brought her lips to his ear. "You, a bastard prince, think to mark me, a queen, and have it go unanswered? Think again." She bent her head and pressed her lips to the pulse of his throat, just beneath his jaw. Those cold lips had the bite of white hot fire, and where he anyone else, the subzero temperature would have likely caused irreparable damage. But this was to get past his heat enough to leave her mark on him, in the shape of a kiss.

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"Bastard or not, I was still my father's favored son, and, seeing as many a queen joyfully welcomed my attentions, the father to a number of princes and princesses and noble heroes," he retorted.

"Still, you've just sealed it yourself, Mab. Like it or not, some part of us will always belong to each other." Apollo kissed her solidly and deeply upon the lips, as much like the final sealing of some ancient ritual as a lover's attention.

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The kiss was like a battle, because she did not merely submit or swoon, but battled back with lips and tongue.

"You want me, little prince, then best you prove your worthiness."

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"As you wish," he said with a saucy grin, and he scooped her right up in his arms and carried her over to the bed. He kissed her neck as he undid those carefully-chosen clothes she'd just put on a short while ago, almost teasing her with his slow, deliberate hand. He was going to savor this, and he wanted her to know it.

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Her body touched the the sheets and almost immediately a frost began to appear, curling outwards from her in an almost artistic spiraling spread. She lay beneath him, watching him with half-lidded eyes as he undressed her, neither helping nor hindering, merely watching and waiting.

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The rime of frost disappeared the moment Apollo came near, almost sublimating directly into steam. He ran his warm hands over her skin, still slow and tantalizing, each kiss upon her a silent claim. Steady and firm, he sought out each and every sensitive little spot.

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She kept tight control over her features, and gave next to nothing away. She'd told him he had to work for it and she meant it. His only clues were the slightest changes in her breath, the most barely audible moans when he'd come to a place that gave her significantly more pleasure.

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Nice try, Mab. Apollo still managed to notice. With every hint of pleasure, he lavished the sensitive spots with kisses, licks and nips, stimulating it until it didn't feel remotely cold to his fingers.

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She'd fight him until the end, and Mab was in general a quiet lover, so the most he managed to drag out of her was a groan in her throat. However, physically she couldn't stop natural responses. She knew she was moving into his touches, even if it was slight. She knew herself well enough to know she wouldn't be able to control it forever. So she'd cover her bases so to speak.

"I'm growing impatient, Sun God." It wasn't a lie, and it was a statement that allowed her to be demanding without losing ground.

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He chuckled and moved her hand over his erection.
"You want this so badly, do you?" he whispered in her ear.