[Open - Folly Cemetary - Father's Day]

[irishcoffee]

It was without a doubt, Maggie's least favorite day.

Mother's Day wasn't far behind it but she only had vague memories of her mother. She'd been six when the woman had dropped back out of The Folly. Long enough for Maggie to remember her, but not long enough for anything to remain in her mind beyond little shadows in her mind.

Her father's exit. That she remembered clearly, considering she'd been the one that found him when the last of his attempts to bring her back to the Folly had failed. Magic drained after five years of these attempts, he'd been unable to fight the depression, unable to see anything beyond the loss of the love of his life.

Unable to see the daughter he'd be leaving behind.

She'd seen first hand what magical exhaustion did now that she was fully in her magic now. When she'd been eleven and sent to her foster home, it hadn't been as easy to see at all. She still hated him for leaving, still wished she'd been enough to keep him from giving up, but now, she was a little more accepting of it all.

When she saw a vaguely familiar woman at his gravesite, it took everything she had not to pull the earth, wind and water to her to blast the woman, and the trash around the headstone, into the forest so deep even Bella wouldn't be able to find her.

"Excuse me, but who are you?"

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[everywere]

My own heartbeat is racing at what she's saying, knowing I reach her on that level. I had never thought of my magic as a positive thing before, not until I learned that it connects me to her.

"Can you always feel me with you?"

[irishcoffee]

"Not always," she said, "or not consciously. If I search for you inside me, I can find you there. When you're close like now, when you're pulse is hammering like this...I can feel you in every cell I have."

[everywere]

"I hope when I'm inside of you that you don't have to search," I say, giving a small smile. I don't quite have that sort of control over my magic, it's almost all passive, but I can sort of sense when she's near. Usually I can tell other ways first though.

"But I like that you can sense that about me."

[irishcoffee]

"Jack," Maggie chuckled and nipped at his earlobe, "when you're inside me, that's all I can feel is you. No searching involved. Same goes when you're with me like this, just holding me. It's how I knew you were at the cemetery before you spoke. I felt complete."

[everywere]

"I feel more calm when I'm with you," I tell her, humming happily as she nibbles at my ear. I wish I could explain to her how she makes me feel, but I don't know if I can. Some of it are things I don't have any words for.

"Like there was a constant buzzing before but since I met you, it's gone."

[irishcoffee]

There were implications in there that she knew she'd have to look at, later, when her concentration wasn't almost wholly focused on getting him alone as soon as possible. Starting with him being the only resident she knew of that she hadn't spoken to on arrival.

"I'm glad I can bring quiet to your mind," she said and tightened her legs around him. "Balances things out since I'm always creating havoc in your body."

[everywere]

"Would only be havoc if you didn't provide a release," I tell her. That's one thing I love about her, how everything I feel now has an outlet, even parts of me that I hadn't been aware of suddenly felt fulfilled.

"And you always provide a release."

[irishcoffee]

Maggie grinned against his throat. "I usually provide several of them."

[everywere]

"Uh huh."

It's hard to talk much more than that. I think I could probably focus enough to mostly tune her out, my training seemed to be pretty thorough, but I don't want to. I like the way she consumes me, how she's everything to me. Focusing on one thing and forgetting the rest of the world is bliss.

[irishcoffee]

"Uh huh?" Maggie questioned and pulled back just enough to let a downward glance remind him that her bodice was ripped to shit. "You mean I don't?"

[everywere]

"Stop trying to make me think so much," I tell her, twisting my head to bite her neck playfully. That doesn't help me not think though. "We're almost there."

[irishcoffee]

Maggie gave him a half-giggle, half-moan when she felt his teeth at her throat, hoping it would leave a mark there. Not so much for her, but she knew from experience that seeing things like that got his motor running even hotter and she reaped every benefit of it.

"Good," she arched against him, "because all of this talk of releasing..."

[everywere]

"Maybe I will go around the block to make you wait even longer," I say, although I'm sure she can tell how worked up I am and that taking even more time isn't something I'm inclined to do.

[irishcoffee]

"You're not going to be that cruel to me, are you?" Maggie said, moving her mouth against his throat in the way he seemed to love most.

[everywere]

"Not this time I tell her," as I make one more turn and head down the street that I live down. Or lived down, I guess is the proper way to think about it now.

And some time maybe I will drive her completely crazy by waiting as long as I can, but not right now. Definitely not right now.

[irishcoffee]

And didn't that just cause another shiver to move over her. "Mmmm, meaning some day you will?"

The idea should not appeal that much, but it seriously does.

[everywere]

"I do like to drive you crazy," I told her, heading up the small drive to my house. It's strange how little time I've spent here lately. It's not big, a single-family dwelling but it seems to huge to me, living there all alone. It will be nice to move into Maggie's place. She has a home, not just a house.

[irishcoffee]

"Hard not to like something you're so terribly good at," Maggie laughed, and then, because they were in relative privacy now, she hopped herself out of his arms and started running for the house.

[everywere]

I smile and watch her run, enjoying the view for a moment. The naked parts aren't facing me but that doesn't mean she isn't fun to watch from this view. Besides, as soon as we're inside I'm going to do all sorts of things to her.

[irishcoffee]

When she got to the door, Maggie stopped and pressed her back against it, the ripped to hell bodice of her sundress hanging open and offering just a hint of her curves. Her breathing sped up just slightly the closer he moved.

[everywere]

The last little bit I rush up to her and press an almost crushing kiss against her lips. I reach around her to unlock the door and pushed her in, slamming the door behind us. I'm ripping at her clothes, only this time I'm not stopping until she's completely naked.

[irishcoffee]

There wasn't much to rip away, it was mostly hanging on her body by strips and threads. That didn't stop the squeaks and squeals as he tore the fabric from her just as her hands went to work on his. She tugged and pulled, trying to get to his bare skin as quickly as she could.

[everywere]

I have her clothes off in a moment and mine are next, literally pulling them off, tearing them as I go. I have more and I want her body against mine as quickly as possible. I pull her close again and kiss her, hands wrapping around her, needing to feel every bare inch of her, need her pressing against me and touching me back.

[irishcoffee]

"Yessss," she hissed when his skin as against hers, body to body. The low hum that had been under her skin since he'd pushed her against the wall in the alley finally soothed. There it had been a close connection but now it was complete. "Jack," she sighed and ran her hands up his arms, lingering on the ink that called her before moving up his shoulders. "Mine."

[everywere]

I kiss along her neck and shoulders, hands running down her the sides of her body, gripping her roughly. I can feel her responding and it's so good. She was ready before but now she's almost on fire with her need, which matches my own. I sink down and my lips meet the top of her breasts, humming as I nip at her skin.