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Hayley

Ric was... happy. Being able to sleep with Hayley -and really just sleep, god knew the sex wasn't lacking- even with Damon acting as a guard dog, had been good for him. No new bodies turning up, not missing chunks of time, those were pretty good, too. They weren't quite enough for him to let his guard completely down, but he didn't think there was going to be a whole lot of sleeping going on tonight, anyway.

And if there was, well, tonight Hayley would be even more equipped to play guard dog and take care of him. Elijah's reassurance helped keep that one metaphorical and mildly amusing.

He dumped the last load of camping gear onto the ground, and looked up at the sky to check the weather. "I don't think we're going to have to worry about being rained on tonight, but we should probably set up the tent." Who knew what tomorrow would bring,and it would be easier to relax somewhere enclosed. And limit bugs.

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She smiled a little that he immediately went for a solution that meant still coming out with her. "If we desperately need to clean up, we can always go the spongebath route with water heated over the fire, too."

Really, sometimes she came out of the whole thing a bit messier, especially if hunting got involved, though she is so not saying that, not after the negotiation back to okay they seem to have managed.

"Might be a better idea in the dead of winter.... Though until then, it was an awfully good way of waking up." Not pleasant, granted, but he was definitely not asleep anymore, and since the air was warming that was getting better. Enough for him to push a lock of wet hair behind her ear, and kiss her temple warmly. Admittedly still mostly emotionally warm, but he was getting there.

"I'm certainly not sleepy anymore," she agreed, head tilting for his kiss, her eyes falling closed. She took the opportunity to press a kiss to his collarbone, lick off a droplet or two of water there. Not being completely sure how okay they were, it wasn't so much a move as a touch, but she needed little things like that to connect, so.

Ric rubbed her back lightly, head tilted just a bit to the side to make it easier for her, and just held her. He needed the connection, too and more than that- he wanted to offer it to her. "Not going to say it's better than coffee... but it's more effective."

"Mmhmm...." She nipped and nibbled, since he was being so kind as to expose more of his skin. "Especially given how fast I metabolize caffeine..."

"I think I might cry if caffeine stopped working for me...." Less than he would cry if alcohol did, granted. He curled his fingers a little against her back and pressed lightly. Not really... trying anything so much as enjoying the physical closeness and reassurance that things were still at least mostly okay.

"It just requires more copious amounts," she said with a chuckle of warm breath over his skin, letting her lips nibble their way down over his collarbone.

He shuddered and curled his fingers into her skin a bit, then slid his hands around to her hips to hold on there. "Mm. Cold water's a lot cheaper...." And a lot less pleasant, though it was proving very, very worth it.

"It is," she agreed. "Which is important on my salary..." Which was mostly tips.

She slid her fingers slowly down his chest, ghosting over his skin, tracing the lines of his hipbones.

"Feeling warmer?"

"Does that mean you're going to start every day with a freezing shower now?" He nuzzled lightly behind her ear, huffed a warm breath then came back to nibble lightly along the curve of it. "Mhm."

"Nope. Damon buys the coffee," she said with a grin. She shivered at the nibble along her ear, and pushed him lightly backward, moving with him toward a boulder on the edge of the stream. "So you don't need me to warm you up some more...?"

Her voice was laced with amusement, clearly teasing.

"Damon buys the everything, lately..." It was a little weird to see Damon so agreeable but it wasn't, somehow, shocking for him. Clearly Damon wanted to see him happy and, well, Damon seemed to be working toward happy himself. That made an enormous amount of difference for both of them. Maybe he really would relax and stop expecting it to blow up in their faces, soon. Maybe.

He moved back when she pushed, grinning a little at her. "Need might be a bit of a stretch.... Want?" Want, he definitely did.

"I'm not complaining..." Mostly Hayley was really grateful--for the place to live, for being okay with her and Ric, for...whatever.

She smiled back at him and tilted her head, continuing to urge him back until the boulder hit his knees. "I can work with wan..."

"I thought you were supposed to be the one being bent over...." Total teasing, as he sat back on the boulder and grinned warmly at her. He skimmed his palms from her hips, up along her sides and then inward so his palms brushed over her nipples.

[[OOC: Did we lost Damon/Ric?]]

Hayley gave him a smirk with a bit of a playful challenge in it as she leaned in to nip at his jaw. "Then bend me over..."

[ooc: No, sorry. was just struggling with Damon-voice a bit. will get it tonight.]

Ric inclined his head a little, both or the nap and in consideration. Then he surged back up to kiss her, hard and fast and deep and extremely heated. Teeth and tongue and hand in her hair, body pressed against hers.

Hayley took the shift in control with a moan, meeting the kiss with equal heat, pressing him back again. It was a playful challenge for dominance, something she'd have done every time if he were a wolf, probably. Of course, she'd have done it with more strength, then, but she put up a good show, while reining herself in enough that he could overpower her, take control.

The illusion was the main thing in play, after all. Sure, there was a real thrill in a pack with an alpha male who could make you yield, but it wasn't one she needed, at all. Wolf still so near the surface, though, she craved the feel of it. Maybe a way to finish easing back from the chastised she'd felt before, too.

Whee wolf psychology?

Ric was still working on understanding wolf psychology, but he certainly didn't have any objections to it. He stayed steady under her push back at first, hands on her shoulders, and focusing on meeting the kiss. A few seconds of that and he became quite sure that she was reining herself in, tightened his grip and pivoted them around to reverse their positions and used more force in pushing her back against that boulder.

Normally, he would have growled. With her, he didn't even try - no authenticity. Instead he pushed back, and bit fairly hard at her lower lip, enough to be a solid sting, but not quite break skin.

Hayley gasped at the turn and let herself hit the boulder hard enough to send a little thrill up her spine. The bite made her growl, in absolute delight as she kissed him back harder, arching into him.

Her skin had heated back up from the dip in the water, and she felt like she was burning from the inside, but god that felt good and just made her want more.

Ric shoved back against her with a low groan, not with his whole body but a hand on her hip, while the other one dragged down her torso, fingers curled so that his nails dragged lightly, between her breasts, over her stomach, before getting more gentle, brushing over her clit, and then two fingers pressing slowly inside her and curling a bit.

There was nothing tentative or shy about it - apparently he really had gotten the message, and intended to enjoy the hell out of himself. That they'd had some kind of wobble earlier just made him more determined, and made him need this and her more.

Hayley moaned at the slide of his hand and cried out when his fingers entered her. Instinctively she tightened around him, pulling him into her with a low moan. Everything else faded back and she'd completely forgotten about Damon back at camp--this was all she wanted, and him taking control was what she needed.

That he was doing it? She gasped something into the kiss that sounded very much like Oh, god yes...

Ric kept his fingers pressed inside Hayley and his palm pressed against her, solidly against her clit but not moving - just pressing for the moment. The fingers inside her didn't stay still, but curled and scissored and kept moving, deep and strong. Just a moment, reveling in the wet heat and physical evidence of very, very obviously being wanted. Then he ground the heel of his hand against her, just a bit, and snapped his teeth at the side of her throat, hard enough to raise a bruise on any human throat, though he had no expectations of any marks staying.

He was beginning go gain confidence that she was okay, that she wanted this and she could take this. The more of that he gained, the better it got. He still expected to find a line, but until he did... he was going to enjoy himself, and enjoy her.

She could certainly take it and most definitely wanted it. Hayley let her head fall back, leaning against the boulder, more bared throat for him. The flare of pain just heightened the pleasure of his fingers working inside of her. For a moment, she really wished that she could bruise, but then his hand moved and she rubbed herself against him, seeking even more friction.

Her hands found his shoulders, dug in, held on, and little whimpers escaped as her hips moved.

Ric could have, maybe, possibly, stopped what he was doing so he could actually fuck her, instead of continuing to be pressed hard and hot against her thigh.

He didn't really want to right now. Not with the way she was holding on and whimpering. Not the way she was responding to him, and the way she felt around him. He kept grinding his hand down, giving her that friction without letting up, fucking his fingers into her, twisting a bit and continuing to bite, and suck, at her throat. Just unrelenting, intense, aggressive and-

Well, for a human guy, there was definitely an intent to claim in there, somewhere.

Hayley arched more into his hand as he kept up the onslaught. She wasn't really even thinking anymore, couldn't. His intention came through loud and clear and she couldn't do anything but yield to it.

Her inner walls kept clenching around him in the rhythm he'd set, the penetration and extra friction turning her whimpers into little keening cries, body starting to shiver and quake. The idea of more was so beyond anything she could even fathom right now.

Her orgasm hit hard and fast and swept through her like a wrecking ball. Crying out, she clenched and released around him, nails biting into his skin as she tried hard to hold on, then gave up and just let it sweep her away.

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