[ This particular transformation was different from all the others so far, the most intense. So much so that even Roxanna found herself disconcerted, unaccustomed to feeling so out of control of herself. She figures that if it’s like any of the other issues they have had so far, synchronizing with another should alleviate the discomfort, but there was very few Roxanna would allow to see her in such a state.
She makes the call, her voice hoarse, her breathing clearly heavy as she grows from the other line. ]
[ Her fingers curl tight around the device, not even waiting for a response before hanging up.
Roxanna wasn’t sure, whether this was the transformation, one of the poisons she had been testing, or both. Her body felt like it was on fire, her tail whipping fiercely behind her, ears pinned back in discomfort.
She leaves the window unlatched for him, busy trying to find something she can use to calm her body, which eventually leads her to running a cold shower over herself, not even bothering with her clothes. Steam comes off her skin as the chilled water hits her, doing little to nothing to help her. ]
[For a man like Therion, an unlocked window is more than explicit enough an invitation. Obviously, haste is of the essence. He slips inside, closing the window behind him with hardly a sound, and pads towards the sound of the shower. Perhaps surprisingly, he knocks. Probably unsurprisingly, he cracks open the door without waiting for an answer.]
Roxanna?
[It isn't like her--at least, it isn't like her when it comes to him--to call on him like this. Not without teasing and hints and mind games. Not with such naked need.
His bond isn't to Ruby. He has no idea what to expect.]
[ Water trails down her face, a flush tinting her usually pale face. The curls of her hair weigh down heavily along her back, disheveled and out of place. One hand clutches her chest while the other braces against the tiled wall, something akin to relief in the way her shoulders lower showing itself. ]
[He does as bid, request or not, his ingrained wariness muted in the face of her distress. For once, he's almost comfortable in his transformation, walking silently on a sphinx's feline paws with no wings to drag him off-balance.
He comes directly to her, right up close, and cups her face carefully in his hand. He bends so he can peer up at her, gauging her color.]
[ His appearance is looked over briefly, his appearance different from what she’s seen so far, but she can’t pay it much mind when he touches her. His hand against her face incites a reaction, like static between them that goes hand in hand with the heat emanating from her.
He mentions the poison, something she wants to ask about but decides against it. He’s no dull man, a quick walk through her home and a keen eye would pick out some of what she’s been up to. ]
It shouldn’t be…so don’t mind it.
[ She doesn’t wait, doesn’t give him the time either as she wraps her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to bury her face against his shoulder with a rare desperation. ]
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She makes the call, her voice hoarse, her breathing clearly heavy as she grows from the other line. ]
Therion…I need you.
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Your place?
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[ Her fingers curl tight around the device, not even waiting for a response before hanging up.
Roxanna wasn’t sure, whether this was the transformation, one of the poisons she had been testing, or both. Her body felt like it was on fire, her tail whipping fiercely behind her, ears pinned back in discomfort.
She leaves the window unlatched for him, busy trying to find something she can use to calm her body, which eventually leads her to running a cold shower over herself, not even bothering with her clothes. Steam comes off her skin as the chilled water hits her, doing little to nothing to help her. ]
no subject
Roxanna?
[It isn't like her--at least, it isn't like her when it comes to him--to call on him like this. Not without teasing and hints and mind games. Not with such naked need.
His bond isn't to Ruby. He has no idea what to expect.]
What's wrong.
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I…I’m not sure…just…come here.
[ Not a request, not a plea. ]
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He comes directly to her, right up close, and cups her face carefully in his hand. He bends so he can peer up at her, gauging her color.]
...Not the poison, is it?
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He mentions the poison, something she wants to ask about but decides against it. He’s no dull man, a quick walk through her home and a keen eye would pick out some of what she’s been up to. ]
It shouldn’t be…so don’t mind it.
[ She doesn’t wait, doesn’t give him the time either as she wraps her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to bury her face against his shoulder with a rare desperation. ]