℘hénix

“Just because you say no, doesn’t mean I can’t sit here, love.”

“Maybe not but, keep calling me love and we’re going to have more issues than just where you’re sitting, like you losing the ability to sit comfortably on anything.”

“Really I am. I’ll be cleared in 24 hours and what’s bothering the most is just about getting behind in class.” Ash had already missed an entire school year before because of cancer, he just wanted to graduate already. “I messed up. I wasn’t paying attention to Moxie and we got separated. She was barking like mad but obviously I couldn’t hear her. By the time I realized she wasn’t at my side everything just went dark. I had a seizure and fell down the stairs. Got a bit banged up but otherwise I’m fine, really. Not even any broken bones just some bruising.” Technically they weren’t sure about a concussion yet but Ash knew he was fine on that front. What worried him was what the seizure could be a symptom of again.

Hearing he was okay, at least as much as he could be, fought away the furrow between her brows a little more and she moved to sit down next to him. “I can help you with that, keep you caught up as much as I can if you want.” Marley offers, chewing at the inside of her cheek for a moment and watching him as he spoke and filled her in more on what had happened. “Accidents happen and this is....a really bad one, all things considered, it could have been much worse.” She mutters, eyes soft and trying to keep him from being too hard on himself or hard on himself at all, considering it really wasn’t his fault or Moxie’s and it was just a shitty thing to have happened. “Do you have seizures a lot or is that a new thing?” She asks, reaching into her bag at her side to pull out some of her notebooks of parchment, thinking maybe he could use the notes from classes he might have missed.

“Well there’s of course bicorn horn and mandrake root, highly concentrated to give it more power, there’s also some ginger, cat’s claw, and other various ingredients to help boost your immune system.” Sol had spent a pretty penny getting ingredients for her potions, but she would also make a pretty profit if she sold them all. “No it’s not, but it does have some flavoring so it’s not bad going down.” Sol hated the taste of potions so long ago she figured out she could mask the taste of almost any of them without ruining the potion.

Marley listened to the things Sol listed off, nothing sounding alarming to her in anything she’d said and she nodded looking to the little bottle. “Have you thought about making a line? Or do you already? Like soaps and lotions and such?” She knew muggles often found a fascination in making healthy products such as those but she could really see the perk more in their world for such things. “So it’s an immunity thing? Like for fighting off colds?” Colds had been going around with the weather changing. “I’ll try it. How much?” She didn’t often get sick but in school....she didn’t like risking it either, not that she wasn’t above an occasional sick day merely when she didn’t feel like climbing out of bed, she wanted to support a friend.

Her words had her heart skipping beats in her chest, hearing her and finding her eyes to see that truth there before she kissed her more tenderly, melting against her lips and feeling the way her stomach twister, the way her heart beat faster still, the way her skin warmed for the girl in her arms. It was all so new and her head was spinning but she wasn’t lost from Marley for a single second, feeling her lips against her chin and the words she gave to her skin, that smile that took Nyx’s breath away and had her own spreading more as she heard her. Nyx captured her bottom lip between her teeth then, holding Marley’s eyes as she tenderly raked over the skin there and Nyx’s arms held Marley tighter, her hand running higher to thread into her curls. “Only for you.”

Marley’s eyes moved over her for what had to have been the millionth time, wanting a million more. She’d looked at her so many times in her life and she couldn’t fathom how she’d never looked at her like this, how looking at Nyx like and seeing how beautiful she was, how sexy she was, feeling how she affected her body so deeply, she couldn’t fathom how this felt so new and she couldn’t excuse herself for having not seen it before. She wasn’t just her best friend, not anymore, though she would always be that, she wasn’t ‘just’. There was nothing ‘just’ about her and now....now her mind had images of her bare skin and the glisten of wet heat on her thighs, now she had the sound of her whimpers, had the feeling of her walls soft and heated, pulsing around her fingers. She had to swallow hard to focus, looking at her and seeing her smile, seeing her rake her teeth so slowly over her bottom lip and God, Marley’s hand moved to cup her cheek, her thumb brushing over her bottom lip between her teeth to free tender skin and she got to taste her words because she was just as quickly leaning in to kiss her. “All of me is only for you.” She whispers, letting the tip of her nose nudge into her gently. “I need you.” She needed her so much, and those words held every meaning, needing her close and needing her. “You’re so beautiful.”

“Really? I didn’t think I was asking a lot. I’m the worst at transfiguration. Just help a gal out?”

“It’s not a lot to ask, you could probably just ask someone better.” Marley points out. “What do you have in mind? Set target....what are you trying to transfigure? Or is it just the study entirely in overview that you need help with?”

That laugh had her own bubbling up past her lips and she only laughed more as she heard the groan, Nyx wrapping Marley up so instantly and feeling the way she wrapped her up too, the way she burritoed them in her blanket. “Oh noooooo. Not the best little butt feather.” she mused, laughing more just hearing that and picturing it, her head falling to the spot on Marley’s shoulder that was exposed, breathing her in. “I bet that little bird is soooo surprised. Like…‘what the FUCK, man?'”

Her arms flexed around her and kept the blanket around her, keeping her buried in with her, though the blanket was still between them for the way she’d wrapped it up around her. Still, she had her close and in her arms and she smiled and buried her face into the fabric closer to Nyx’s neck, chuckling softly. “It’s like the seagull on Peter Pan when Smee is shaving Hook’s face and he shaves her feathers on her bottom instead. Poor bird.” She hums, turning her head more into her neck the way Nyx did, her chin fighting over the blanket to find her way in to her skin, her lips pressing their softly. “What. The. Fuck. You.” She scolds quietly, a smile in her eyes.

“No. Ma’am....”

Amber eyes flickered to Marley from where she stood, watching her sink lower in bed before Nyx called for the feather and waited, not even entirely sure if it worked and that had her shrugging in answer to Marley’s question. “Either zero or all of the retinas of my enemies will be slain.” she murmured, her smirk spreading before she moved closer to Marley and drank her in for a moment, pausing at the edge of her bed just to plop on her a moment later, all of her weight settling on her.

A little snort of a laugh bubbled up from her lips and then a soft groan as she felt Nyx’s weight settle on her, arms snaking out of the blanket to wrap it around her that way and burrito her in as much as she could with her. “Or some poor little bird is getting magically plucked right now and is now missing it’s best little butt feather. The poofiest one.”

“Ooohhh…the um….”

“...No.”

“I was hoping that maybe by not clarifying, anything would jump off and fly toward me, but you have a good point. I will still with soft, small things so that the need to tuck and roll isn’t present and also so nobody loses an eye in case our reflexes aren’t up to par. I definitely know that they’re metaphorical…and I love that they are.”

A little smirk bit at her lips and she sunk back into her bed and pulled her pillow around to drop on her face, only for a moment before she heard what Nyx was calling for and tugged it aside to peek out at her from under the corner. “How many eyeballs will it spear on the way?” She mutters quietly.

“…That was one time and besides…I’m just trying to summon something without my wand. It’s tricky and I have failed thus far, so no need to get your metaphorical knickers in a twist.”

“And I am so proud of you regardless, but don’t you still need to clarify? You do need to clarify so I know whether I need to tuck and roll. But I like that you know they’re metaphorical.”