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[A violent shiver ripped up Austin’s spine as her hand found his length, stiff in her hand and throbbing with an unfulfilled need. Bright blue eyes somehow darkened in an instant as he watched her face, her eyes, her lips. It took every ounce of his strength to keep from pinching her hips and thrusting up into her with impatience. But more than that, Austin wanted to test his control, and it was clear now that Olivia was handing the reins over to him. The boy bit down roughly on his bottom lips as he just barely twitched upwards, pressing at his lover’s entrance without fully slipping in. Not yet. One hand remained fixed on her hip, holding her steady, while the other shimmied upward to cup her cheek, the length of her gorgeous jaw.] You’re mine. [He whispered huskily, thumb tracing over her lips before he at last bucked upward, filling her, burying himself to the hilt inside her heat.]

[Olivia gasped low at the tease, eyes clenching. She needed, like a hunger eating away deep in her stomach. But Austin needed to be sure that he could hold on to his control so she would hold herself, steady, knuckles white over the rim of the bath. She turned her face into his damp hand, sighing loosely. His words settled low and deep through her chest, rocketing into her stomach.] Uh-huh... [It was a thready whine and then he was fit full inside her. Pitching her head forward, she rested against his shoulder.] L-love...you... [Swallowing thickly, she shook as she tried to not move any further. Tried to let him keep control.]

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[Austin smirked into their kiss, the lines only barely registering in his head as something familiar.] Yea, you definitely remember it better than I do. [The water sloshed around their moving bodies as Olivia settled a little higher against him, enough so that she managed to drag her sex over the length of his rapidly hardening shaft.] Liv… [He moaned her name, voice rough with arousal as she drew out his need, his desire for her. As she moved over him, Austin’s hands settled on her hips, steadying each roll of her body against his own. There was definitely water spilling to the floor now and the boy groaned softly.] We’re gonna make a mess. [He breathed against Olivia’s neck, sucking firmly on her pulse now. More than willing to make a mark against her fair skin.]

[Liv braced her hands on his shoulders, working her hips forward more. His hands on her hips made her smile. She loved the look of it -- his big hands with fingers spread caging over the delicate bones there. Shaking her head at his comment, she lifted one hand to stroke through his hair.] We already made one. [When Austin's mouth lowered over her neck, she hummed her approval. Reaching down, she arranged his hot length to fit against her. The head just pressed against her entrance and she nudged the barest bit forward before stopping. The rest was for him. He could take control and ensure that he stayed in control.]

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[Austin moved and shifted in unison with her, making space where space was needed so she could turn to face him completely. His hands remained on her body, gentle but wanting, and he couldn’t to massage her flesh with careful fingers. It somehow felt like so much longer — not just since Olivia, but since anyone. Perhaps because of the significance of his change… No matter the reason, it all added together to make this feel so incredible, and as Olivia moaned his name softly, the wolf all but rumbled with satisfaction. Her mouth tasted like honey and her toes tickled his calves in the most delicious way.] I haven’t read it since I was like nine, but yea. [He murmured his answer, dipping his head to trace kisses over her should, letting his teeth nip softly against her skin. His thumb continued to brush against her nipple until it was straining for him, and Austin released a sigh of contentment, finally releasing his prize to let his fingers skim down the planes of her abdomen.]

[She laughed against his lips, grinning.] I'll eat you up; I love you so. [She quoted. Pitching her head to the side, she granted him better access to her shoulder and neck. When his hand traced down, she let out a sigh and took him into a firm kiss. Wrapping her arms around his shoulders, she canted herself up and fit her hips directly over his. Her lower lip slipped beneath her teeth as she teased her center over his length. It sent shivers coursing through her body, though, and a whine sprouted up from her chest.] Baby... [She tipped her face into his neck, rolling her hips again.]

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[A low, contented groan rumbled in his chest when Olivia’s fingers tangled into his messy curls. His hair had gotten longer in the last couple of months since Brigitte had last cut it… Fuck, that was so long ago now. It mostly stuck up randomly, doing whatever it wanted most days, and Austin didn’t care enough to mess with it. But it felt so good now, her fingers twisted in its length, making him all but melt beside her. And as their kiss dragged out, Austin let his hands get braver with their touches. He grazed along her hips, up the flat expanse of her abdomen until he was palming one fair breast, squeezing her supple flesh and letting his thumb trace circles around the peak. It somehow felt longer than it actually was since they last did this, and the boy sighed softly against her lips, content just to be here with her.]

[Olivia smiled at the noise he gave -- he loved fingers in his hair. And with that, she marveled at how long they had really known each other, how much had happened. Sighing softly, she tipped her head back further and pressed a kiss deep into the skin over his jaw. The hand over her breast had her eyes clenching closed and brought a hitch to her lungs.] God, Aust... [She took his kiss again and turned more in has lap, to face him better, to kiss him deeper and fit her arms around hi stronger. Water sloshed as she moved, pressed her front to his and traced under his legs with her toes.] Did you... Do you remember that kids book, Where the Wild Things Are?

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[Austin highly doubted that was true. Nothing could ever feel better than Olivia beneath his fingertips, against his body. He’d been in love with this girl for so long, and every time they touched felt like the longest time coming. Every time.] Sorry. [He apologized with a soft smirk as she said it tickled. But Olivia took the situation into her own hands then, turning to kiss him firmly as she led them backwards to the tub. He held her close, held her safe, to keep her from falling. He would never let that happen, not if he could help it. And as the blonde slid into the tub, Austin was quick to follow. A puppy in love, drawn to his object of affection in every single way. His body slipped behind hers, encased her in his long legs, long arms, and strong core. Already, his hands were sliding slowly over her body, arms stretched to feel her knees, the expanse of her smooth thighs.] I love you. [He whispered against her ear, nudging against her temple with his nose to get Olivia to turn her head. And when she did, he caught her lips, held them firmly in a warm kiss.]

[He slipped behind her and she curled into his chest with a smile. He was so, so warm now. It made her extra aware of his presence, where he was in relation to her, and she loved that. Tucking herself into him, Olivia turned her body over to him almost entirely, letting him position her how he wanted her. His hands on her thighs amped up the arousal slowly winding through her body but it was still something dim and soft.] I love you so much. [Of course she did. She wouldn't give up someone she was so in love with, like she was with Jackson, for just anyone. Didn't do it for him, in fact, all those months ago. And yes, there were plenty of other factors that had led to this outcome, but they were here, together. With some form of...commitment. And that was almost scary but she couldn't feel the fear when he was this close to her and kissing her. One arm twisted behind his head, she mussed a damp hand through his hair. Petting it like she always did with him.]

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[His fingers dragged slowly up her arms as she undid the top of his jeans, just watching each one of her movements with such appreciation. Such affection. It was a slow moment, quiet and all theirs. Something so unlike what they were used to. Cramped spaces in the basement with the constant threat of being caught… This was so new, and really, Austin was grateful that they had it. This. Them… No matter the cost. The boy followed Olivia’s lips when she kissed him briefly, not ready for it to end. But the expression she shot him had a grin crossing his lips and he reached for the hem of her shirt, pulling it slowly up her body and over her head. It had been obvious in her stare that she wanted him to do everything, and so Austin continued with slow, exploring hands, undressing her until she stood completely bare before him. Already, he was stirring, his blood heating inside his veins as he pushed his jeans off his hips and stepped out of his boxers. And just because he couldn’t help himself, Austin reached for her, pulled her close and wrapped around her. All skin on skin, warmth, their mingled scents luring him into such a deep state of relaxation.] You feel nice. [He murmured against her shoulder, kissing her skin as his fingertips traced down her spine.]

[Once they were pressed together, no barriers, Olivia let out a long sigh. Like steam escaping from an over-pressured valve. Leaning against him, she curled her arms up over his shoulders and all but melted over his body. This felt good. This felt right. Finally, something felt right.] You feel better. [She countered, letting her eyes close. While the air was definitely charged through with their usual sexual tension and attraction, the lust in her belly put up no fight for a rush. It wasn't a gasping, panting need like it usually was in the past. They could take their time. She could relax. A shudder pulled through her as his finger skipped down her vertebrae and she let out a husky giggle from the sensation.] Tickles... [Stretching up, she kissed him soundly and turned them around. She walked them backwards, not breaking the kiss until her legs hit the cool porcelain of the tub. Meeting his eyes again, she passed him a shy smile and slid into the water. Waiting for him to join her.]

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S’okay. If you’re cold, I could start one. [He countered softly, letting the tip of his nose bump softly against Olivia’s. Really, he should have known she’d deny any kind of meal. It was a problem, he knew. One that couldn’t keep being swept under the rug… But for now, she wanted something else. They both did.] I can do that. [The boy agreed with a soft nod, brushing a kiss to Olivia’s lips before leading the way to his bathroom. His. His shower. His sink. His tub. Still so strange, still not quite right, but at least it granted them this moment. Austin reached for the faucet, let the tub roar to life with a lukewarm water, edging closer to heated than cold. For Liv. He moved to stand before her again, reaching for the zipper of his jacket and pulled the material off her slender body.]

[She followed him to the bathroom, pressing her front to his back as they moved. Once they were there, though, she dropped away to lean against the sink and just watch him move. He had the water warm, for her of course, and she was going to protest -- she didn't need it when she had him -- but then he was in front of her and undoing the zipper to the jacket. Meeting his eyes, she locked on with something intimate in the air. Something slow-burning and sleepy and so, so comfortable. They hadn't had any real time to be slow, before. Not when being caught lurked around every minute. He had lost his shirt already and so she reached for the zipper to his pants, undoing them but leaving them where they were teasingly. Leaning in for a shallow kiss, she pulled back before it could amount to anything. Her hands went above her head and she passed him a pointed look, waiting for him to undress her.]

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You said you wanted to fly. [He said softly, tilting his head down to brush a kiss to her wrist before sauntering inside. Back within the walls of the manor, they disappeared quietly down the halls, turning into his room with a quiet sigh. He carefully dropped Olivia back to her feet, turning on a breath to touch a kiss to her forehead and let his hands settle on her hips.] Do you want me to start a fire or something? Are you hungry?

[She immediately sunk into him, tucking her face to his collar and linking her arms around his waist.] You don't have to, I know you're always warm. [Besides, she didn't really need one with him as her personal heater.] Not hungry. [She insisted. Pulling into him closer, she ran her chilled hands under his shirt to warm them against his back. She wanted to drift into him and lose herself a little but in a way that was too lazy for sex. Yet.] Will you take a bath with me? [That would be perfect, she had decided. Suspended in water with his slick skin against hers.]

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[A soft frown tugged at Austin’s lips when she asked if they could go back inside. He… He liked it out here. Liked it so much better than the manor, than being inside. It was so warm indoors, so stuffy and so full of conflicting smells. Nothing at all like the fresh, cool, crisp air out here. But he wouldn’t deny her. And so Austin stood, touched a kiss to Olivia’s cheek and pulled her up onto his back without a word. With her arms around his neck and his own beneath her knees, the new wolf stepped up to the edge of the roof, let a moment pass, before he leapt off. It was a quick fall, just a few stories, and he landed easily on his feet, the wet earth giving nicely beneath them.]

[Olivia settled over his shoulders easily.] Thank you. [She said it on the ends of a sigh -- knew he was disappointed at his request. She just...needed walls. A floor and a ceiling. Things to tie her down and hold her in. When she realized that how exactly he was getting back inside, she gasped and closed her eyes. If she didn't see the ground rushing up to meet her, then it could almost be like flying. And with the wind catching at her hair and the free-fall of weightlessness dropping through her stomach... Well, for a split-second, she made herself believe. Hitting the ground again jarred her a little but she just snuggled closer to Austin's body.] Show-off. [She teased quietly.]

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[Shaking the dirt and bits of leaf that stuck to his shoulders, Austin stepped closer, moved to sit behind the blonde and wrapped his long arms around her. Without a word, he burrowed into the back of her neck, nose and lips pressed to her skin through golden curls. He inhaled deeply, overwhelmed by her scent. Olivia. Just Olivia. No one and nothing else. It calmed him, helped soothe the ache of jealousy in his bones.] Warm enough? [He asked softly, letting his heated hands slip beneath the jacket and other layers until his fingers found her skin. His palms flattened against her belly, pulled her tighter to his body to help keep her temperature high enough.]

[Something caught in her chest when she realized that he was scenting at her neck. It was an action for her that was rooting in Jackson, in the first night they had kissed and the reason that they had kissed, really.] Yeah. [She mumbled. Turning, she pressed further into him. It wasn't his fault, not really. She knew that. But she still hated it; it still brought a sick feeling of inadequacy to her stomach. Reaching up to pluck a leaf from his hair, she met his eyes carefully.] Can we go back inside now? [She didn't want to fly anymore. She just wanted some solid ground.]

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[He ran. He crashed. The boy pushed his legs to full speed and thrashed through bushes, jumped against unsuspecting tree trunks until he was huffing, his arms and legs scraped and bruised. All things he couldn’t really feel, all things that started healing so rapidly as he ran and let out his frustrations. He couldn’t stand it. Couldn’t handle hearing Olivia mention the times she’d been with someone else. It didn’t matter how much he liked Jackson, he just… was too jealous. Especially now. It was maybe another twenty minutes or so before Austin approached the manor again, jumped and climbed his way back up to the roof and landed bare-footed in front of Olivia. He breathed deeply, bare chest rising and falling as he stepped closer.] … Sorry. Just… had to get it out.

[Olivia had stayed, as Austin said, shivering a little in his jacket on the roof. Sitting on the cold cement and pulling her arms around her, she watched her breath make crystals in the air. Wondered if it would ever get easier. If she would ever work Jackson out of her vocabulary... If she would ever want to. If Austin would ever be okay. If Jackson would ever hold her again. She held herself, at that moment. Looked out over the edge of the roof and remembered Seth, once upon a time, telling her that she could jump and pretend it was flying. Before she could consider that further she heard the scrappling of hands on shingles and then Austin was vaulting back up. She stayed where she was seated and watched him come closer.] It's okay. [It wasn't, but it would have to be, really.]

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