Sequel to Slytherin to My Heart
A/N: *warning* this fic is mostly just fluff and smut with a bit of angst added in for fun. sorrynotsorry
Her lungs were on fire. The muscles in her legs burned but she kept going. She had to keep running. She didn't know what she would do if she didn't. Skye had so much pent up energy now she didn't know what else to do with it. She was too hyper to sleep but even when she finally managed to pass out well into the wee morning hours, she still kept moving. It was starting to make Jemma annoyed with her. Even in her sleep she moved, tossing this way and that, kicking and rolling over, never staying still for longer than a few minutes at a time. It was driving her girlfriend crazy.
It had been so bad the last couple of nights, Skye had woken after hearing a loud thump and a shriek. Sleepy eyes had opened up and tired arms had felt for her girlfriend only to not have found her. The brunette had leaned over the side of the bed and found Jemma staring back up at her, a rather displeased expression plastered onto her face. Skye couldn't believe she had kicked her girlfriend out of bed for the past few nights. It certainly hadn't been on purpose, but the more energy she tried to exert during the day, the more that just came back in the afternoon with a vengeance.
Running through the woods that surrounded her mother's house wasn't an unpleasant experience at all. Skye truly enjoyed it. She felt one with nature and it made her feel at home. She supposed that had something to do with her new animal side. The energy came from her "wolf within" as Jiaying had called it. So had a lot of other things. Her restlessness, her new found boundless energy, her need to chase things, her appetite for rare cooked foods, her new overflowing appetite for something that wasn't food, and a whole lot more.
She had left Jemma in bed, sneaking away quietly at four in the morning. She hadn't been able to sleep at all last night, so instead of trying she thought she would go for a run. Skye looked down at her watch. Her mother had enchanted it for her so she could keep time and know when to come back in for breakfast. The first morning she had left, she hadn't come back till after lunch and everyone had been worried. It was close to seven now. Her mother would certainly be awake, but she wasn't so sure about Jemma. She hadn't been getting the best of sleep after all. The brunette was also a dirty mess who reeked of dirt and sweat and blood...she may or may not have found a dead deer and temporarily stopped to take a bite, just out of curiosity. Maybe more than a bite.
The point was, she was a mess and certainly needed a shower. Her mother had threatened to spray her outside with the hose if she came in ratty and rugged like she was now. Skye couldn't help it, but she knew her mother was right. Within just this first week she has ruined her good running shoes, now torn all to pieces from all her early morning shenanigans in the woods. Strigi and Archi both had to go and pick up a new pair for her, which she had been instructed to keep in better condition.
They were muddy as all hell, so Skye took her shoes off on the porch. Her hair and tank top were soaked through with sweat and she vaguely smelled of pond slime. She also may or may not have also taken a quick swim in the lake after stuffing her face with raw deer meat, but no one needed to know that. She would brush her teeth and Jemma would be none the wiser for their morning kiss.
As Skye had suspected, her mother was awake and in the kitchen, brewing up some tea. Jiaying took a quick glance at her daughter and made a face, and not a pleasant one. Skye scrunched up her face right back and then bounded up the stairs, stopping just before her room so she could enter quietly. She twisted the handle and snuck in, grabbing a towel from one of the drawers. She made sure her bedroom door was locked. She didn't want any more mishaps like what happened over winter break. She took a long glance at her sleeping girlfriend, all cuddled up in the blankets like a caterpillar in a cocoon. It made her smile. Skye was glad she was finally getting some sleep.
The smelly wolf girl quietly opened up the door to the adjoining bathroom and flipped on the light, shutting the door back so the noise of the shower wouldn't be as loud for Jemma. She left it unlocked, in case her girlfriend had to get up to pee...or wanted to join her. Skye could hope. She shed her muddy, stinking clothes and piled them in the corner and hopped in. The water was much warmer than the lake had been and for that, Skye was grateful. She was still going to need a lot more shampoo and body wash to get rid of the carcass smell though.
Jemma had always been a light sleeper, so she woke up as soon as the shower started running in the bathroom. It was muffled through the closed door and foggy because Jemma was still sleepy, but it was the signal that meant Skye was home and her subconscious listened for it like an alarm clock. She was thankful for the hours she gained by sleeping in when Skye was out running or whatever she did that made her come home so dirty. The closer it got to the full moon, the less sleep Jemma got as well. She was almost ready to move down to the couch instead, or at least force Skye to trade sides of the bed so she would be up against a wall and Skye couldn't kick her out again.
She yawned and it took a very long stretch before she finally slid her legs over the edge of the bed and onto the wood floor. Before, she would have jumped on the opportunity of Skye waiting in the shower, but she definitely now considered Skye's showers as an actual time to get clean instead of get dirty. It was clear that Skye was wound up as the full moon got closer, and they hadn't had sex in a little while, as Jemma refused to when her girlfriend was dirty, which was always.
There were other ways to entertain herself until Skye was finished, though. They were going into their seventh and final year at Hogwarts, so Jemma had a mountain of summer books and assignments she had to complete for her classes. She grabbed the nearest one off the nightstand and flipped it open, lying on her stomach and reading it while it was flat out on the bed.
It was close to half an hour before the brunette emerged from the bathroom, one towel around her body and another in her hands as she tried to dry out her hair some before she dripped all on the wooden floor. Now instead of mud and fish, she smelled like strawberries and some sort of lemon grass. Her mother's homemade shampoo had some unique combinations but it sure got the smell out.
Of course Skye still had an ample amount of energy left, and even though she was clean now and had been up for hours, Jemma hadn't, which usually resulted in any of her early morning advances being denied. This, among some other things, was slowly going to drive the wolf girl mad. She smiled at Jemma nevertheless. Of course she would be reading about some historical something or other rather than fantasizing about her naked girlfriend in the shower. Whatever. Skye wasn't upset, but that didn't stop her from trying anyway.
The sneaky brunette came and sat down on the bed, crossing her legs and tossing the other towel to the floor now that her hair was sufficiently dry. She leaned over her girlfriend, eyeing the book she was reading and grinning all the while. Cold wet hair fell over her shoulder as Skye leaned over to whisper a "good morning" into jemma's ear before she tried to nibble it. She was never not going to try. She could only do so much exercising before it got boring. She needed a new way to release all her energy, a way that she knew Jemma would enjoy very much if she just took her nose out of her books for a few hours. Yes, hours. She had been turned into a werewolf, won the Triwizard Tournament, passed her tests saying she could continue on to her seventh year, and had as much energy as a million batteries. She had earned a few hours. She deserved a few hours.
"Skye," Jemma whined, ducking her head when she felt the tickle on her ear. Skye had positioned herself well though, Jemma only ended up rolling into her girlfriend. She had books to read though, and she'd never finish them if Skye kept distracting her.
"Good morning," she finally sighed, putting her hand on Skye's thigh and rubbing up and down affectionately. Her girlfriend had and always would act like a puppy, but now it was even more noticeable and Jemma knew the girl at least needed some attention, if nothing else. She needed to get back to work though, and it wouldn't be easy with Skye in just a towel next to her, finally smelling nice again.
Jemma searched around her for an object that fit her needs, and she ended up grabbing Skye's new wand from the nightstand. She tossed it away and it bounced and clattered a few times before rolling to the other side of the room.
"Fetch." She said with a smile, nudging Skye away with her hip and pulling her book closer.
Skye didn't even look. She refused to look. She just stared at Jemma, a deadpan expression on her face. "I know...I know you didn't just throw a stick and tell me to fetch it," Skye raised one of her eyebrows, looking at her girlfriend with a defiant grin and shaking her head at the same time. It wasn't the first dog joke, and Skye knew full well that it wouldn't be the last either.
"Jemma Simmons, it is the first week of summer. You have the entire summer before you to reeaad," her girlfriend groaned...but actually rolled out of the bed anyway and shuffled across the floor to pick up her wand. She hated it, but she had the compelling need to go and get it, something Jemma was going to exploit forever, probably. Skye lightly slammed the wand back down on the nightstand, "I'm not a dog! I'm a wolf," she grinned wickedly then and crawled back onto the bed, ripping the book away and tossing it like Jemma had the wand. "Tell me to fetch one more time," her hands were on the smaller girl's sides, gripping tightly and keeping her from wriggling away. They were poised perfectly for an attack, and it made the brunette smirk. Jemma wouldn't risk being tickled.
Jemma groaned and watched sadly as her book slid across the floor. She hated when Skye did stuff like that to her books, but the girl just never stopped to think when she was focused on something else.
"Alright, I'll admit you're more of a predator than a domestic house dog." Jemma laughed, knowing full well that if she didn't restore her girlfriend's dignity she would be enduring a tickle attack. Skye let Jemma roll over onto her back and she looked up at her girlfriend contently. It was nice not worrying about the next task, but now they had to somehow deal with all of Skye's energy and the upcoming full moon. She knew exactly what Skye had in mind as an outlet for her sudden energy, and Jemma had definitely noticed that the other girl's libido was higher than it ever had been. Jemma's had dropped, however, she wasn't exactly turned on by blood and dirt and stench. Skye was clean now, though, so maybe she should take advantage of it. Skye still needed her good morning kiss anyway.
Jemma cupped Skye's face with her hands and pulled her on top of her, pecking her nose playfully before tentatively brushing their lips together. She was trying to give her a sweet morning kiss that wouldn't turn her on, but she was already beginning to guess just by the eager feel of Skye's mouth on hers that it was an impossible task.
Jemma had made her first mistake. She had pulled Skye on top of her, and when the girl was wearing nothing else but a towel, it made it extra hard on the brunette to keep focus. And also to keep the towel up, because now her hands were preoccupied, still holding onto Jemma's waist, but now in a completely different way. The towel was starting to slip, and she was going to let it.
Her second mistake was kissing her good morning. Skye was clean and she knew she had that on her side. Jemma's new regular excuse wasn't going to work. The door was already locked. Jemma's book was across the room, and she was under her. She wasn't getting away. Skye was going to toy with her a little first though, so she grinned at Jemma's peck to her nose and she smiled into her light little morning kiss, shutting her eyes and enjoying it, letting the smaller girl think for a minute that she was going to be a good little wolfy and let her keep reading. She wasn't.
When Jemma pulled away, the brunette grinned wickedly, opening her eyes again, but instead of their regular color, they were a bright shade of glowing blue. She wiggled a little bit, pressing herself down onto her girlfriend, still grinning. The towel continued to shake loose until it fell off of her, revealing her shoulders and back muscles, which had been toned nicely during the course of the past week, along with the rest of her body. Her front pressed down on Jemma's chest, keeping it hidden from view. It would be no fun to show off all at once.
"Oops..." The way Skye was grinning Jemma would know it wasn't an accident.
Suddenly, Skye wasn't the only one having intense impulses. Skye hadn't been a werewolf for long, but by now Jemma had figured out that the new change of eye color when she wanted sex was a turn on. It was more powerful than a turn on actually, it was as if it was an adaptation werewolves had that attracted mates, and it definitely had an effect on Jemma.
Jemma wanted to roll her eyes at Skye's act of "accidentally" losing her towel, but all she could do was swallow a lump in her throat and stare at her naked girlfriend. Her hands wandered from Skye's face and found her waist, which was surprisingly more firm and muscled than last time. The wolf girl's skin was already hot, another werewolf advantage, and Jemma just wanted to taste it. She went for it, knowing full well that Skye would get the message when Jemma went to a spot behind Skye's ear, letting her teeth graze it gently.
Jemma wanted it now, there was no denying it. One hand she slid a little further downwards from Skye's waist, pulling against the back of Skye's thigh, and with the other she guided Skye's hand down off her side and back up underneath the hem of her sleep shirt. It wasn't difficult to urge Skye onwards, if she played her cards correctly, Skye wouldn't have the patience to tease her. Jemma was still dressed in the shirt and underwear, after all, and she knew her clothing would quickly begin to frustrate the other girl.
Skye's grin widened when Jemma nibbled at her ear. She even growled, but not a threatening one. It was a deep contented one, vibrating through her entire body as her eyes shut, savoring the feeling for a moment. She didn't stay calm for long though. When Jemma took her hand and slid it up her shirt the switch flipped on.
Skye's eyes flew open and she kept her satisfied smirk while her hands gripped tightly at Jemma's skin and raked down, leaving light red lines on her skin before she balled the hem of the shirt in her hands and sat up. She didn't even let her girlfriend admire the now exposed upper half of her body and was instead jerking Jemma's shirt up over her head rather impatiently. When it was gone, Skye replaced herself back on top of the smaller girl while her lips found Jemma's neck. She managed to slow down, and kiss it a few times here and there before she grew greedy and impatient. She grazed her teeth along Jemma's throat before she finally bit down on it, careful with herself not to bite too hard, even if she wanted to. And she wanted to.
Still not fully satisfied, Skye sat up again and scooted down just enough until she hooked her index fingers on the edge of Jemma's shorts. One swift motion had them down and on the floor, along with her underwear.
Finally, Skye thought she had waited long enough, and when she came back down she crushed their lips together in a sloppy and very needy kiss. The brunette didn't wait for permission before her tongue had forced its way inside Jemma's mouth and was moving against hers. Skye's arms were holding Jemma in place, not letting her move. It was as if she was not trying to decide what she wanted, but how she wanted it. It didn't take her long to figure out and before the smaller girl knew it, the brunette had sat up, grasped her firmly, pulling her up with her, and shoved Jemma's back against the wall. The wolf girl's knee was pressed conveniently up between Jemma's legs while Skye had one hand wrapped firmly around her back to keep her steady, and for leverage as her leg began to move, grinding up painfully slowly.
Skye's mouth was on Jemma's neck again, lightly grazing her teeth over her reddening skin. She already had a bright purple mark forming where the girl had bit her before. Blue eyes gleaming to go with her wide smile, Skye bit down one more time before she slid her tongue up her girlfriend's neck and to her ear, "Tell me what you want."
A gasp of surprise escaped Jemma's lungs and she wrapped her legs around Skye's waist to both keep her balance and pull Skye closer, though she didn't think Skye was going to drop her.
While Skye's new strength provided several new opportunities and things to try out, Skye was going to have to learn how to control herself. Skye was biting harder than usual, which she didn't really mind, she quite enjoyed it, actually, but what she couldn't deal with was Skye's super strength and the fact that she didn't know she was using it. Jemma was pressed up against the wall with so much pressure that she felt flattened and her lungs felt closed off as the arm wrapped around her started to suffocate her like a python.
"Skye," Jemma gasped. Her girlfriend seemed to think that this was encouragement. A shiver ran up Jemma's spine and she was getting embarrassingly wet, despite being deprived of air. "I-I want you to be gentle." She pleaded, sucking in a breath. At this point her ribcage felt like it was going to collapse, and Skye had no idea what she was doing. In all their time in the attic, she'd never, ever asked Skye to stop being rough with her, she enjoyed it, but this just wasn't going to work if Skye didn't let up at least a little.
The brunette pulled back from her assault on Jemma's neck and readjusted her grip, making sure that she was being more careful. It was hard for her, and she tried not to be frustrated, but she couldn't help it. Never in the history of their sex life ever had Jemma asked her to tone it down, and now, when she wanted nothing more than to use all this energy and do what she wanted, Jemma was asking the impossible. To be fair she had asked what she wanted.
So Skye was going to give it to her. She was going to do her best to turn down the dial just a bit. She didn't press herself down on Jemma quite as hard and she could see immediately the relief on her girlfriend's face. "Was I hurting you?" Her bright blue eyes were dimming, but only slightly, and Jemma would see them flicker while waiting for an answer.
The brunette kissed Jemma's cheek, and then down her jaw line, and then kissed the bruising marks on her neck. Her knee was still lightly pressing against her girlfriend's center. She wanted to move. She wanted Jemma to rock against her and cling to her and make noise. So much noise. Skye could feel how wet she was getting and it only made her want to be rough again. She couldn't focus.
She didn't just want to make love. She wanted to fuck. The animal side of her wanted to take the smaller girl and claim her with as many marks as possible. That didn't seem to be what Jemma wanted, but Skye's grasp on her had already tightened again, somewhat, and her spare hand was just under one of her breasts, scratching lightly and waiting for more permission. She was getting antsy. She wanted to move. She wanted to feel. She wanted to hear her.
"A little bit." Jemma answered her, tilting her head to the side to give Skye more access anyway. She almost wished she were stronger so Skye could go to town on her and not hurt her. She knew it must be difficult for her girlfriend, better than anyone she could see just how energized she was and how hard it was for her to restrain herself. Now that the pressure had been decreased on her body, she could tell she would be very sore later, but she was also ready to keep going. She couldn't risk Skye getting too excited, though, they needed a system.
"If you want to keep going we need a safe word." Jemma whispered, pushing against Skye's shoulders so that she could look into her eyes and have an actual conversation. She wouldn't be able to focus if Skye was kissing her like that, it was already hard enough when they were both naked and pressed up against each other. "So that if you're hurting me I can tell you quickly and in a way you'll understand. Something that I would never normally say while having sex." Jemma explained. She could see the slight annoyance and extreme amount of restlessness in Skye's blue eyes at having to stop doing what they were doing, so she came up with a word quickly, the first thing that popped into her head. Her mother was a biochemist, and she'd dabbled in it herself despite also studying magic, so the first word she thought of was a science one. "If I say ligase then you have to stop what you're doing."
Jemma basically turned on the green light as soon as she was sure Skye knew the plan, so she slid her hands over Skye's waist and leaned forward, capturing her lips with a kiss and nipping at her girlfriend's bottom lip, exactly the way she knew she liked it. It served as a go ahead signal to Skye, she just hoped her girlfriend figured out how to control herself. It was clear that she wouldn't be giving as much as she was receiving this time, so Jemma was just going to let Skye have her way with her as long as she didn't continue hurting her.
Skye didn't want to know what the word meant. Skye didn't care what the word meant. All she knew was that as long as she didn't hear it, then she didn't have to stop. The taller girl got her go ahead signal loud and clear and although she loved the way Jemma kissed her, she wanted to taste other things. Skye was pretty sure she had an unhealthy obsession with Jemma's neck, but that was her go to, and her girlfriend didn't seem to mind.
She was planting sloppy kisses all along her neck and down to her shoulders. She hadn't left a mark there yet, so she bit there too. The brunette wanted everything all at once, but she would have to settle. She would get to everything in time. Skye's hand for support left Jemma's back and slid down, cupping and squeezing her ass, leaving little marks where her nails dug in. Suddenly, she shifted again, and Jemma was a little higher onto the wall and the wolf girl grinned, her lips now kissing in the little valley between Jemma's breasts. She was keeping in mind to be gentle and she was trying, but she still held her firmly in place, both hands on her girlfriend's ass now. Skye growled contentedly and it vibrated through her body and into Jemma's. The sound must have been something akin to a cat purring because she looked very pleased with herself when she latched her lips around one of the smaller girl's pink mounds. She swirled her tongue around it before she bit at it lightly and then moved on to the next one. She was making all the stops on her way down.
This, Jemma couldn't handle in a good way. They'd never had sex on anything other than a couch or a bed, so this was fun and exciting. More than that, Jemma was feeling very aroused and she was enjoying each of Skye's pit stops on the way down. Her breathing was erratic, but not because she was being smashed. She was already soaking wet against her girlfriend's stomach and Skye's strategic moves on her chest were making her back arch to meet her halfway.
The only thing Jemma could really do herself was encourage Skye, so she did. She had her legs wrapped around the wolf girl's waist, so she used them to press her center even tighter against Skye's stomach, which was also noticeably more toned and muscled than the last time they'd done this. She fisted Skye's hair and wasn't worried about hurting the stronger girl as she urged her to keep using her teeth on her breasts. Shivers were rippling through her body and she threw her head back against the wall, moaning with pleasure from Skye's touch, both on her chest and her ass. Jemma was certain she was ready for whatever Skye had planned now, especially since she had the safe word in case anything went awry.
Blue eyes flicked up to glance at the girl as she moaned and Skye's mouth slid into a wide grin. She abandoned her attention to Jemma's chest and worked her way back up to her throat, taking skin between her teeth and biting down again before moving on up. Jemma would feel hot breath on her ear before Skye nibbled at her earlobe.
"I want more of that, please," she whispered huskily, referring to the moan the smaller girl had just let rip from her throat. "There's a charm on this room, remember? We should put it to use," her eyes were sparkling, squinting to match her grin. The brunette could feel how wet Jemma was against her stomach and she quickly decided the both of them had been patient enough. One hand left the smaller girl's backside, but her other arm held her up just fine on her own.
She cupped the girl's heated core between her legs and slowly let her palm press in slow circles on her girlfriend's clit. Skye knew Jemma, and she knew she wouldn't be able to take this slow teasing for very long…that's why she loved to do it so much. The energy burning would come, but Skye wanted to work her into as much of a frenzy as she could before then.
"Now, let's try this again," the wolf girl bit her unmarked shoulder and pressed her palm just a little harder, "Tell me what you want…tell me loudly."
Jemma gasped and shivered when Skye's hand moved between her legs, and she could feel the built up heat and sexual tension there that was dying to be relieved. If this was how Skye felt 24/7, Jemma felt guilty for preventing her release, even if she was a dirty mess.
Jemma knew very well that Skye was waiting for her to say it, she enjoyed making Jemma beg for it just as much as Jemma enjoyed being a tease.
"Please, Skye," she whined when she couldn't take it any longer. Somehow Skye suddenly gained more willpower and was able to wait to take her, just so she could have the satisfaction of hearing Jemma's desperate noises. "Fuck me," she groaned, finally beginning to rock into Skye's hand, wanting pressure that just wasn't there yet. She latched onto Skye's shoulders and roughly pulled her closer, wanting as much physical contact as possible. Her nails dug into Skye's skin slightly and she kissed Skye's jaw, moving back to her pulse point where she bit sharply, quickly making up for it by pressing another wet kiss to the same spot.
Suddenly satisfied, the wolf girl pressed Jemma hard against the wall, for a split second not worrying if it was too hard or not. Skye was going to do as she asked. Her one arm held her tightly, keeping her up. Jemma's legs wouldn't be able to do any of the work because the brunette was going to make sure they felt like jelly by the end. Skye took her own lip between her teeth, pulling her head back from kissing and biting the girl pressed against her to watch her face with self-satisfied glowing eyes as she took her palm and began to rub harder circles against her girlfriend's wet center.
Very much enjoying what she saw, the brunette pulled back, grinning at the frustrated face Jemma made. She saw fit to quickly relieve it and she leaned in and crushed her lips against the smaller girl's, biting down on her bottom lip and waiting for the noises she wanted before she slid two well soaked fingers inside her. Skye didn't wait for her to adjust, and instead started pressing deeper and then withdrew, continuing this way until she could feel the girl's legs start to shake. When she did, she sped up, pumping her fingers in and out faster, working Jemma up, and getting her louder and louder.
When Skye had achieved her desired volume, she slipped another finger in and worked her clit with her palm, lightly thrusting her own hips to get a little more leverage. She was going to work her up fast…and then…then she was going to do it again.
Skye had Jemma screaming and moaning in pleasure, and it was clear that this was what Skye wanted. Jemma was a mess, she was left to pant and thrust desperately against Skye's hand. Her senses were being overloaded as Skye's fingers pushed into her again and Jemma let out a sharp gasp. She wasn't sure if it was Skye herself or the compelling feeling of her glowing blue eyes, but the sex felt a hundred times better than it ever had before. Her arms were slung over Skye's shoulders, nails trailing over her shoulder blades and upper back, leaving light red marks all the way up. Her muscles were tightening quickly and before she even realized Skye had gotten her to that point, Jemma felt a wave of electricity shoot up her body as she orgasmed and the waves continued to crash around inside her for a few moments afterwards.
Jemma let out a loud exhale after the release, but Skye wasn't done. She'd only paused her movement for a moment before she started up again, this time thrusting even harder and pushing deeper. Jemma cried out in pleasure and surprise and clung to Skye with her hands on the back of her girlfriend's neck. She felt the need to do something, anything, so she crashed her mouth against Skye's, swiping her tongue across her bottom lip before entering Skye's mouth with her tongue, a deep moan accompanying it.
It didn't take long for her hands to move downwards, itching for more skin. With Skye holding her up sufficiently, Jemma didn't need to use her hands for balance and it left them free. She slowly raked her fingers down the front of Skye's shoulders and over her chest, stopping and cupping both breasts simultaneously before pinching and rolling hardened buds between two fingers.
Skye had been making noises of her own, just enjoying what she was doing to her girlfriend, but they hadn't been nearly as loud. When she felt the other girl's hands on her chest this time she did, "Ffff-" the almost expletive came out before she bit her own lip to stop it. She wasn't supposed to be making noise, Jemma was. She was going to need to keep her mouth busy. A wide smile crept up on her face and she kissed the smaller girl hard on the mouth before pulling away , "Better hold on tight."
The girl's eyes were glowing even more brightly to go along with her wicked grin before she pulled her thrusting hand away. She could see the disappointed look on Jemma's face, but she would remedy that presently. She hoisted the girl back up like she weighed no more than a sack of flour, one arm on her ass and another on her neck, pulling the girl's face closer to kiss her while she stepped back to the bed. She tossed her down so that her legs were still hanging off the bed, and then she quickly followed.
Skye kissed her lips, biting the bottom one hard enough to make it swell a little later. She knew Jemma was going to get frustrated with no attention being given to where she wanted it, but she was getting there. She kissed her jaw line, raking her nails down Jemma's shoulders and then to her chest. Her lips followed shortly after, but she didn't give the smaller girl's chest any attention this time. She was moving down.
The brunette's nails scraped at her abdomen and then down Jemma's sides till they came to rest on her thighs, gripping tightly. With a sly smile, Skye kissed her belly button. Hungry blue eyes beamed up at Jemma as she trailed her tongue down over her skin from her belly button. Jemma would feel her girlfriend vibrate as she growled in anticipation, taking the smaller girl's legs and putting them on her shoulders. She gripped the girl's sides and let hot breaths fall between her legs. She sent a tentative lick through her folds, watching in delight as it made the girl shiver. She wasn't in the mood for more teasing though, to Jemma's relief. She licked more fervently the next time, flattening her tongue and sliding it against the smaller girl's clit before putting her mouth on it fully and sucking lightly. Her hands gripped and squeezed Jemma's hips, pulling her back down closer to her face so she could reach more and thrust her tongue deeper. They had done this before, but Skye had never been quite this adamant about it. The wolf girl was of the impression that her girlfriend tasted much much better than the raw dear she had tore into earlier. Now she tore into Jemma's flesh a different way, one that was going to bring her up and over the brink again.
Jemma had been initially surprised when Skye decided to move them, but the bed was a welcome change from being held in the air against the wall and she molded into it, though not for long. Skye was on her in an instant, knowing a million other ways to make her cry out.
Her fists clenched around the sheets on the bed and Jemma tensed. Skye was working her up again, and quickly.
"Skye, god," Jemma pushed her head back against the mattress and a high pitched whine worked its way up her throat. Skye's tongue playing with her clit made Jemma's legs tingle and go more numb than they already were, and she gripped the sheets harder before her hands moved elsewhere. One flew downwards and tangled itself in Skye's hair, tugging her closer, and the other reached behind her to push against the wall. She had nothing to occupy her mouth and keep her quiet, causing loud noises to escape out into the room unfiltered.
Gasps and moans only encouraged Jemma's girlfriend. She could already feel the muscles in her lower body tightening. Her heartbeat was pulsing through her body so quickly Jemma could feel it everywhere and her breathing had no pattern. Her hips raised off the bed in excitement with each of Skye's touches and Jemma wasn't sure how much longer she was going to last at this rate.
The next time Jemma's hips lifted off of the bed, Skye held her there. Her hands grasped at her firmly, keeping her in the air while the tugs on her hair only encouraged her to do more. Her girlfriend was dripping and Skye knew by the mini spasms that were wrecking her body that Jemma would only need just a little more coaxing before those small spasms turned into more euphoric tremors all over.
She gave her full attention to the small bud of nerves under her tongue, swirling around it faster and faster until she could feel the smaller girl tense under her even more. Skye let her nails dig into her hips where she was holding Jemma up. All of Jemma's sounds echoed around the room and in her ears and it urged her on. Her girlfriend had been quiet at first, only getting loud after they had done this a few times, but Skye had never gotten her to such a high volume. She relished it.
"C'mon, Jems…" Skye took her mouth away long enough to tease one last time, before she nipped at the inside of Jemma's thigh. She felt a sharp tug at her hair and grinned before she flicked her girlfriend's clit with her tongue and sucked. "What do you want?" Skye repeated the process, keeping just slow enough so that the smaller girl couldn't work herself over without permission. She wanted to hear it, just one more time.
Jemma groaned in frustration at Skye's insistence on hearing her voice her needs and holding her back just enough to keep her from coming when she was so close. Her fist clenched tightly in Skye's hair to let her know she was annoyed, but as she usually did during times like this, Jemma gave in first.
"I want you to finish what you started." she intended for it to sound more demanding, but it was still just a plea and it came out desperately. With what little energy she had left in her legs, she pulled Skye even closer. She knew she'd satisfied her girlfriend when she finally felt Skye's tongue and mouth where she wanted them, and she screamed Skye's name before the pressurized spring that had been coiled so tightly finally released and brought Jemma mind numbing pleasure and finally contentment. She was exhausted, completely worn out. Her throat and shoulders were bright purple and covered in Skye's marks and Jemma could feel bruises forming all over her torso where Skye had been too rough at first. A thin sheen of sweat covered both of them, and Jemma flattened on the bed, unable to move. Her limbs no longer felt solid and a lingering tingle was left between her legs, probably meant to stay for a while. Skye climbed up her slick body and pressed a sloppy kiss against her mouth. She was ready for round three, but Jemma was done.
"I can't..." She breathed between kisses, savoring the feeling, but also trying to get her girlfriend to stop. "Ligase." She groaned, turning her head to the side and deflecting a kiss so it only hit her cheek instead. "I'm done, Skye, I can't take any more." Usually Jemma could go for longer, but the intensity that Skye had been using her body had wiped her out quickly.
Skye had already worked her way down to kiss Jemma's neck lightly, almost making up for all the bruising she had done when she heard the scientific nonsense that meant her girlfriend was done. There was a loud sigh, and Skye planted one more kiss on the girl's throat before rolling onto the bed next to her, propping herself up on her elbow to look down on her masterpiece. Her eyes were still the bright shade of blue, meaning Skye was quite willing to do more still, but they would fade back to normal eventually. Skye was fairly certain she could keep on going for an eternity, but obviously her merely human lover couldn't keep up.
She grinned and leaned over, pecking the smaller girl lightly on her nose before sitting up again, "So, how is sex with old Skye versus new Skye? Better?" Her grin widened at her teasing before she laid back down and curled up next to Jemma while she rested. Skye still wanted more, but she was fairly certain at this rate she would always be left wanting more, unless Jemma magically somehow gained an insane amount of stamina. She was a good girl and she would respect her girlfriend's limits. Dating a werewolf couldn't be easy.
Jemma couldn't help but laugh, though she was still trying to catch her breath. Skye was always teasing her, no matter what the situation.
"Much, much better." She answered to please her girlfriend. Skye was still very close by, so Jemma rolled over onto her side to face her and nuzzled her face into Skye's neck. She was incredibly warm, so Jemma shuffled until her sore body was pressed against Skye tightly so they could cuddle.
"It was so good, in fact, that I don't know how I'm going to go downstairs and continue on with a normal day." She sighed contently as she mumbled the words against Skye's skin. The wolf had succeeded in her goal of making Jemma's legs feel like jelly, she definitely didn't think she'd be able to make it down the steps for at least an hour.
Jemma snaked one arm around Skye's waist and pulled her closer while her legs tangled up with Skye's. Her eyes were closed, she was about to doze off from exhaustion even though she hadn't woken up that long ago.
The wolf girl sighed contentedly as Jemma snuggled up to her. She kissed the top of the exhausted girl's head and held her close. The brunette was doing her best to calm down, and it was slowly starting to work. Her eyes were starting to fade back to normal, but a blue hue could still be detected for the moment. Skye smiled when she saw that Jemma was starting to fall back asleep. She really must have worn her out, Jemma hadn't been kidding.
"Hey," Skye nuzzled her, rubbing her face gently and teasingly into Jemma's hair to keep her from falling asleep. She unwrapped her arm from holding the girl close to her and gently grabbed the girl's chin and turned it up to her face. The brunette kissed the tired girl's lips gently and smiled. "I love you. No falling asleep, kay?" She kissed her forehead with a grin and wiggled a little. She was all for cuddling, and she really wanted to, but she still had a lot of energy left to expend. "How about you get yourself a shower and I'll go brush my teeth? Then I can go and grab some breakfast. You'll feel better once you eat something."
Skye had been right, after a cold shower she was feeling wide awake again and quite happy and energetic despite the bruises all over her body. On a normal day Jemma would try to hide the hickeys with a sweater, but it was much too hot out and Jemma was left to wear a T-shirt and shorts again, which left the array of colorful spots on her neck out in the open. She knew Skye would take pride in them, but she wasn't looking forward to the embarrassing comments Jiaying would make.
Skye was still in the bathroom with her and she kissed her girlfriend's cheek while tying her wet hair up into a ponytail.
"I almost don't want to go down there, do you think breakfast is worth it?" Jemma laughed. Her stomach grumbled, as if it was telling her that it was and she should just go eat. "I guess it can't be any worse then when she walked in on us on Christmas." Jemma grinned and pressed another kiss to her girlfriend's jaw as she passed her and slid a hand across her waist. Jemma's legs were still a little wobbly, but she had to go eat to make up for the energy she'd burned. She didn't have as wealthy of a supply as Skye.
"Right, I'm not sure anything can be worse than that. At least we are already done so all she is going to see is the aftermath and not her amazing daughter in action," the brunette giggled and nudged Jemma lightly with her elbow. Skye's breath was minty fresh now and she had washed her face for extra measure. She had finally managed, with some coaxing, to put clothes on after Jemma had insisted once more that she really couldn't go again, at least not for a while.
Skye's eyes, by this point, had returned to normal. She would look completely innocent if it weren't for all the marks and hickies she had left on Jemma's skin. She made a mental note to mark the rest of her later too.
"We might as well go down and face it," Skye opened up the bathroom. Door and threw on a sweater over her tank top. She didn't feel like she needed, her skin was naturally hot all the time now, but it was a habit, and Jemma had worn it last so it smelled good. "Besides, you need food to get your energy back by after dinner. Round three is coming for you," Skye grinned wickedly and poked a finger on Jemma's nose before she opened her door and went downstairs. "Don't be too long!" She shouted to Jemma from the bottom of the stairs.
Jiaying was in the kitchen, making some potion or other. Breakfast she had made was still laid out on the table and was, by now,probably cold.
"Took you long enough."
Jemma wasn't too far behind her girlfriend, and she practically skipped into the kitchen. Skye had teased her just before leaving her into the bathroom, and she was going to get her back. The closer it got to the full moon, the more and more Skye felt like a wolf, but she was also like a house dog in some ways too. Jemma grinned and immediately went for a spot behind Skye's ear with her hand, scratching lightly and laughing at her reaction of leaning into her. Only after she was done messing with Skye's ears did she finally look over at Jiaying and the look on her face. One of her eyebrows was raised and her hands were on her hips, a knowing look on her face. It was clear just by the bruises covering the visible skin of Jemma's neck and the blue tint in Skye's eyes that they were late to breakfast for a reason.
"I know, I just know, that at this point, I don't need to lecture you two on the safety issue here," Jiaying gestured to all of her daughter while looking at her with pursed lips. Her eyes showed her amusement though and her stern face gave way to another smile when Skye's eyes went completely back to normal.
"Quite the turn off your mother is, hmm? Well good, you have super strength darling, you can snap Jemma here like a twig on accident just trying to-"
"Okay, okay I got it," Skye threw her hand over her face and turned around to go into the living room instead. Her face was flushed and she felt like a strawberry. She could feel her skin was even hotter than normal now, and that was saying something since her base temperature had risen considerably since becoming a werewolf. Her mother would never not be embarrassing. Nothing is sacred.
Jiaying wasn't finished though and even though her daughter had run, Jemma was still standing there. "I'm being serious dear. It's a safety hazard. Did you at least establish a safe word? Because if not you need to. The last thing I need is to have to come upstairs and repair your spine because my daughter can't-"
"Mom!" Skye shouted, sounding rather shrill, from the living room. She had plopped down and hidden herself on the couch.
"-Can't control her urges!" Jiaying finished, shouting right back. She chuckled to herself when she heard a loud groan from the couch and shook her head.
"You know, if you just listened to me and had better control of yourself, you wouldn't come into the house covered in blood and tracking entrails everywhere for me to clean because you thought for a minute that it would be fun to stop and see what raw meat tasted like. I know the moon is close, Skye, but for heaven's sake at least wash off before you leave deer everywhere on my floor. It's bad for the hardwood," Jiaying scolded lightly, turning back and patting Jemma on the shoulder before she went back to her potion making.
Jemma wished she had escaped the room with Skye, because her face was burning and she was nodded to everything Jiaying said, yes she had a safeword, yes Skye needed to be careful... As soon as she could, she joined her girlfriend on the couch and snuggled into her, but she turned around again and looked at Jiaying when she heard the comment about her forest activities.
"You ate raw meat? That's disgusting." Jemma frowned at Skye, and suddenly her eyes widened. She remembered Skye showering, but that didn't do anything for her mouth. "You brushed your teeth before you you kissed me, right?" Jemma needed assurance that she hadn't had any raw animal meat secondhand.
"What? Of course I did babe," Skye quickly defended herself, holding her hands up in front of her body at Jemma's accusations, "I did right after I show- " The brunette stopped. She had come inside after putting her muddy shoes on the porch. She had tiptoed quietly upstairs, grabbed a towel and turned on the water. While it got hot, she had examined herself in the mirror. Naked of course, because didn't everyone do that? She had seen some of her self-inflicted scars were fading, thanks to her mother's special salve, but the ones on her shoulder and the back of her neck were prominent as ever, and still a brighter shade of pink than the rest of her skin. Those would never go away, and sometimes she did wake up in a sweat, feeling the pain return to them as if the beast was still gripping at her somehow.
The water had gotten warm and she had been sure to clean herself off good. She knew Jemma hated to smell her all fresh from the woods and she had been extra disgusting today thanks to her unconventional snack. She had washed her hair, washed every inch of her body, then washed it all again. She had gotten out, dried herself off and stepped out of the bathroom to see if Jemma was awake.
Uh-oh. Skye shifted slightly in her seat on the couch, eyes widening as she remembered more and more of her morning. She had found Jemma awake and had gone over to her. Of course the next thing she knew, Jemma had pulled her on top of her. She had fetched her wand, they had had their good morning kiss…the towel had slipped and then…
"Oh…oooh…" The brunette slid up from her seat then, taking a step back from her girlfriend. She had come out and they had gone straight into blue sex inducing eye contact. She hadn't. She hadn't brushed her teeth.
"Would you…be…uhm, terrible angry if I said that, maybe…by chance, I uhm…forgot?"
"What?!" Jemma nearly shrieked, jumping up from her place on the couch. She was already thinking about all the disgusting bacteria Skye had passed onto her from her strange morning snack. "I think I'm going to be sick." Jemma threw a hand over her mouth and ran to the kitchen, practically shoving a very amused Jiaying out of the way. Rationally, Jemma knew she'd already brushed her teeth and there wasn't anything else she would be able to get rid of, but she stuck her face under the faucet of the sink and got a mouthful of water anyway, rinsing out her mouth and spitting the water back into the basin, nearly gagging. Just the idea of Skye eating rotting meat in the forest and then kissing her made her sick, she didn't need the actual stomach bug she might get.
"That may not affect you, but that could make me seriously ill!" Jemma yelled over her shoulder at her girlfriend, who looked like she was deciding whether she wanted to come closer and comfort her or run away. When Jemma was finally convinced she'd done a thorough job washing out her mouth, she stood up straight again and crossed her arms over her chest, glaring at the brunette across the room.
"Consider yourself officially in the doghouse." She groaned, meaning it in the way couples normally meant it and trying to strike another blow with a dog joke.
"Yeah, I'm sorry! But I mean, look," Skye motioned to Jemma with her free hand. Her other was wrapped protectively around herself in case her girlfriend decided to throw anything at her. She technically deserved it. "You're fine," She finished, withdrawing her hand and staying behind the couch. At least if Jemma was going to charge for her she would have to run around the furniture first.
"Jemma darling, if you're going to kill her at least be prepared. There's a stake in the drawer under the sink and up in the top cabinet should be some silver dust," Jiaying commented, grinning and then laughing when she heard her daughter's guttural groan.
"Momma! Don't tell her that, she'll do it!" Skye shouted, "Jemma, I'm sorry! It was an accident. I came out of the shower and you were all cute and then my eyes did the thing and then…I mean it wasn't like you didn't like it." Skye knew instantly she had said the wrong thing. She could hear her mother's laughter as the woman doubled over her cauldron, shaking her head. Jemma's face though, that struck terror into her heart and the girl quickly raised her hands in surrender and blinked out of the room. The air rushed together, filling the now empty space and left a small crack in her wake. Skye knew better than to stick around and deal with an angry Jemma.
Jemma had been angry, but when she saw the terrified look on Skye's face and the way the powerful werewolf was afraid of her, she couldn't help but burst out laughing along with Jiaying, covering her mouth with her hand trying to stifle it, knowing Skye would still be able to hear it if she was upstairs.
"You know, a dog house isn't actually a bad idea." Jemma joked, turning to Jiaying. "Just put one outside and have her live out there during the full moon, it'll keep everything in here a lot cleaner." She said this loudly, hoping Skye would hear her from downstairs and figure out that she should be very thorough in her personal hygiene if she wanted any kind of attention whatsoever from this point onwards.
It had been over an hour since Jemma had laid down on the bed and continued reading her textbook, alone. She hadn't talked to Skye at all that day, but she didn't know if it was because she was still mad or because Skye was too scared to come anywhere near her. Every time they had been in the same room, her girlfriend's tail had been tucked between her legs. Jemma didn't think Skye's mistake would actually do anything to her, but she was watching how she felt just in case.
It had gotten dark and Jemma needed the lamp on the nightstand to see before Skye even dared coming into the room. Jemma hardly glanced up as the brunette slunk into the room and sat down next to her, trying to cuddle up and snuggle into her, wiggling her way in between Jemma and the wall.
"Nuh-uh, keep your paws to yourself." Jemma scooted away, towards the edge of the bed. She wasn't sure she was quite ready to let Skye off the hook.
Skye sat up, stopping whatever cuddly thing she had been about to attempt when her girlfriend had snipped at her. She brought her knees up and wrapped her arms around herself and began to pout.
"Seriously…? I said I was sorry...I gave you space, that's literally an improvement over last year, what else do you want? I already brushed my teeth five times since this morning," The brunette groaned, slowly taking one of her hands away from her legs and gently resting it on the small of Jemma's back. She knew she was being punished, but it was still hard for her to keep her hands off.
"You don't really want me to go sleep outside, do you?"
Jemma sighed and closed her book, stretching out to put it on the nightstand before turning back and looking at Skye. It was still annoying that her girlfriend hadn't remembered to brush her teeth after something so nasty before kissing her, but she didn't have the heart to make her canine girlfriend sleep outside, or even on the couch downstairs.
"Alright," she gave in, but she stopped Skye before she got too excited. "But you have to promise you'll never do that to me again," Skye was already nodding in consent, but she wasn't done. "And we have to switch sides of the bed so you don't keep kicking me onto the floor." If she was going to forgive Skye, she also wanted to get something out of it.
"Yes, yes, absolutely. Whatever you want, I promise. I'll brush my teeth right out of the shower. I promise. You can have this side, whatever you want." Skye was already up and scooting towards the edge of the bed so that Jemma would have space to move herself against the wall. She was glad that the girl wasn't going to stay mad at her and that she had forgiven her.
Once she saw Jemma was adjusted well to her new side of the bed, Skye stripped the her sweatshirt off, leaving her in her sleep shorts and a tanktop and she snuggled down under the covers with the girl, scooting closer till she had pressed herself up against Jemma.
"This is probably bad timing and all...but I don't suppose you have forgiven me enough to think about that round three yet have you?" Skye grinned, a ridiculous smile, one she was sure Jemma would probably slap her for, but she had to try.
Jemma groaned and rolled over, turning her back to her constantly horny girlfriend and facing the wall that would now keep her from being pushed out of bed. She only hoped Skye didn't crush her up against it in her sleep instead.
"Not likely." Jemma scoffed. Honestly, she'd turned around so that wouldn't see her smile at the wolf girl's extremely high hopes of getting laid again, even so soon after a small fight.
"I'm going to sleep, Skye." Jemma mumbled, already closing her eyes and settling into her new spot. It felt weird and different, but it was better than inevitably ending up on the floor. She wanted to tease her, but she also wanted to cuddle, so Jemma shuffled around and scooted backwards until her back was pressed up against Skye's chest and stomach, and then she finally tried to go to sleep.