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At the agreed-on time, Daisy would hear a knock on her door. Vax leaned against the doorjam, waiting, but he didn't pass up an opportunity to be a shit.

"You good in there, Hazy Days?" he called out. "I can pick the lock if you're still too drunk to get to the door."

"Ha, ha, ha," Daisy quipped on her way to the door, not intentionally dawdling, but not rushing either. She flipped the lock and pulled the door open, mirroring his leaning pose, cup of water balanced in hand, clothed in nothing but a tank top and underwear in basic black. Though her eyes had the cloudy look of someone who was thoroughly tipsy, she wasn't smashed. Wine, in this day and age, wasn't as strong as she would've thought. Or maybe she just wasn't swiping the good stuff.

"I can handle my booze, Hot Topic." She stepped back after a moment, opening the door wider to let him in as she turned and padded back towards the bedroom. "I'd offer you a drink, but that was my last bottle. Unless you want the last smidgen of shitty vodka."

His gaze flicked over her, checking her out thoroughly and with appreciation. "Suppose it's my fault for daring you to chug it," he admitted, stepping inside and making sure the door latched behind him. "Thanks, though." He was in the usual close-fitting breeches and looser shirt, both in black. He looked her over some more as he followed her to the bedroom on quiet feet, watching her ass in particular.

It's a nice ass. Most definitely her best feature, and unquestionably worth watching.

"Should make my god dude happy, though," she remarked, bending down to scoop up a pair of jeans and tossing them into a corner. She didn't have much in the way of belongings, but what she did have was either in her bag or in the floor. Decorating certainly hadn't been a priority. "Drunk sex. Kind of his thing. Which asshole did you sign up with?"

"Is that that Dionysus fellow?" he asked. "I pledged to Hades." He reached out, letting his fingertips find her waist. It was exploratory, not quite tentative, mostly seeing if she was open to this yet or had some business to attend to first.

"That'd be him." Daisy had been mid-water sip and almost spat it back into the cup. She managed not to--barely. It didn't really surprise her that Hot Topic had signed on with the keeper of the underworld, but it was still so hilariously extra.

"Didn't he like, kill you, sorta, like day one?" she had to ask, setting the cup down before she turned on her heel to face him. No, Vax, you're never gonna live that fact down.

Vax heaved a sigh. "You know, everyone keeps bringing that up. He put me back, I'll point out," he said, both hands coming to grip her waist properly now, stepping up close into her personal space.

"And you said, that's him, that's the god I wanna fuck for," Daisy pointed out with a languid sort of chuckle, reaching down to start undoing his pants, unhurried but unhesitating. "I don't know what it's called and I don't have Google handy, but there is definitely a fetish for that."

Vax rolled his eyes heavily, even as he let go of her to strip his shirt off, showing his lithe torso. "Listen, I'm pledged to a death goddess at home," he said, rolling his shoulders uncomfortably as he dropped his shirt. "I don't want to piss her off, so it seemed like a good idea to stay dedicated to the same general cause."

"Oh wow, you have to fuck for a death god back home too?" Daisy quipped, knowing full well that wasn't what he meant, but it was entirely too fun to needle him. Following his lead, she stripped off her tank top, and started to shimmy rather unhurriedly out of her panties. "You're a really busy boy, aren't you?"

Vax just shook his head. "You run your fucking mouth a lot, you know that?" he asked, waiting for her to get naked and then giving her a quick push so she fell back on the bed. He got on his knees and hauled her up to the edge, licking his lips as he glanced up at her.

"At some point, someone's gonna put something in that mouth to shut you up." And he lowered his mouth to her, giving her a few slow, exploratory licks.

Daisy merely laughed and let herself fall down onto the bed, letting him manhandle her a little before she planted her hands against the mattress behind her. "Mm, that a threat Hot Topic," she quipped, her breath picking up a little as he put his mouth to good use. She shifted, leaning back on her elbows and spreading her legs wider to give him plenty of room to work. "Cause you're welcome to try it and see what happens."

Vax didn't bother answering, focusing on the task at hand. He took his time exploring her, finding places that made her squirm or arch or inhale, teasing with tongue and lips until he found what got the best response. It would take awhile to get her off this way, if that was the goal, but he didn't seem worried about it. They had time.

Daisy wasn't at all shy about letting him know what she liked. She was free with both encouragement and instructions, eventually laying back and draping her leg over his shoulder, loosely threading a hand into his hair. "There, just like that," she panted, fingers tightening when something felt particularly good. "Nngh, just a little harder. Fuck, that's perfect. Just like that, nice and slow." If he was happy where he was, she was perfectly happy to let him stay there as long as he liked.

He was happy, particularly with such excellent direction. He wrapped his arms up around her thighs, anchoring them together and getting to where he could use his hands, if needed. Every so often he looked up at her, letting his eyes skim over what he could see of her from this angle.

There is some part of her brain, distant and dim, that's mildly surprised that he doesn't seem to be bored. Then she's perfectly happy to stay where she is, sinking into the slow build up that he's actually very good at. Part of it's still being a little bit tipsy. Part of it's just feeling really really good. "Take direction well, don't you Hot Topic," she half-laughs, half-pants, dragging the fingers of her free hand across a breast, giving the nipple a slow, languid tug. "Fuck. Feels good. Fuck me with your fingers, c'mon."

Vax didn't need to be told twice, bringing one arm down so he could get up between her legs, sliding two fingers easily inside her while he traced an Elvish letter that she seemed to like over her clit. He pulled back just long enough to say "Fuck, you are really fucking hot," then went back to it, firming his grip with the other arm to help hold her steady.

"Yes, just like that," Daisy hisses and moans sharply, back arching a little as the added stimulation of the stretch made everything that much better. She laughs softly again, the sound little more than breath. "Flattery gets you everywhere, Hot Topic. Fuck, that's good, you're really goddamn good. Fuck, I'm gonna come. Make me come, please, fuck, make me come."

Vax just maintained his efforts, knowing that the key to making a woman come was repetition. He held her down and kept up a steady pace, eyes closed as he focused on his task. She'd asked him to make her come, and he was doing his best.

Daisy's constant stream of words began to taper into steady but soft, incoherent sounds and the occasional swear the closer and closer she got. For someone has vocal as she was, her orgasm was quiet, trembling limbs and tensing muscles, fingers buried and twisting in the bedding and legs wrapping around him to keep him where he was.

And the bed shook. The bed shook a lot. Vibrational energy radiating out from her body, accelerating the molecules of the surfaces around her. A tightly localized earthquake that Daisy barely even noticed, busy as she was. Thankfully it was brief, the tremors subsiding as her body relaxed, all but melting into the bed in the high of the afterglow. "Nngh," Daisy panted, leg sliding off of his shoulder as she went full, useless ragdoll. "Fuck."

It was...sweet, somehow. Vax was as much of a talker as Daisy, when his mouth wasn't full, and it was kind of sweet when she went all soft and quiet when she came.

Less sweet was the ground trembling underneath him. He knew better than to stop what he was doing, and then it was gone as soon as she was done. Seemed awfully quick for an earthquake, but he supposed he didn't know, sitting back on his heels and looking alarmed. "Did you know they had earthquakes here?" he asked.

"Hmm?" Daisy blinked her eyes open, not quite fully grasping what he was asking for a moment. Earthquakes? Oh. "Oh," she wheezed a soft, breathy laugh, dragging her hand lightly over her face. "Ooops. My bad. You okay?" She lifted her head suddenly, her brain still sluggishly catching up with the implications of what had happened. She was pretty sure it had just been a tremor, didn't think she could have projected a shockwave strong enough to actually hurt him, not without a lot of focus, but still.

"That was you?" Vax asked. He'd never heard of any such thing. He supposed it wasn't impossible, though. And, hey. He'd made her come so hard she triggered a literal earthquake. A smug look came over his face for a moment.

"Yeah, I'm fine," he said, crawling up on the bed next to her to kiss her, just remembering to wipe his face on the back of his forearm first.

"Mmhmm." Daisy most definitely picked up on the smugness, and the reason for it, and there was temptation to poke at his ego. But she felt really fucking good, and it took a lot to push her to the point of that much distraction, so to hell with it. He earned that shit eating smirk.

She kissed him back, teeth catching his lower lip and tugging playfully before she let go and stretched, basking for a moment in the heavy limbed afterglow. She doubted he'd follow the full explanation--aliens, gene manipulation, and vibrokinesis--so she gave him the super short version. "I make things shake. It's a whole thing. Usually on purpose, but on rare occasions it just. Happens."

"Suppose it's not the worst thing in the world," Vax mused, skimming his fingers lightly down the side of her abdomen. "At least you don't just like, make people die. That would just fuck up, like, entire weeks."

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