Variation on a Theme

Variation on a Theme Chapter Seven (NC-17)
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A/N Goddess Foxfeather, Queen of Mad Plotbunnies, BUSIEST WOMAN ALIVE (tm), Prophetic Muse, Hamster Witch and Uberbeta...slash everywhere! Readers/Reviewers: Thanks for the input and reviews! This is the last chapter of the fic... But I have a follow up plotbunny nipping my ankles!


Rahne was very cat-like, considering. When she woke up, she stretched and curled her toes, made these fists with her hands that were so cute because she curled them under her chin likkittkitten... I had to kiss her.
"Wha?"
"Nothing..." I kissed her again and she smiled. "It's after midnight."
"How long have I been asleep?"
"Three hours. Ish. Maybe four." It had been a pain in the ass to get time alone after that scene the other day. A real, huge, flaming pain. Everyone kept watching us, waiting for some huge neon sign flashing "Girl on Girl Action!" above our heads, I guess. Kitty kept sighing like she wanted us to ask what was wrong but I know her...her guilt got the better of her and if we asked her, she would apologize from now till doomsday. I'm not mad at her anymore. I'm not mad atn evn even. Yeah, I wanted to lock 'em all in a room with rabid badgers for a few days there but...I'm over it. What's the point, you know? Rahne didn't run screaming into the night, so I'm happy. Reasonably.
"How'd it end?"
"They all died."
"No one dies in _ Sweet Home Alabama! _ "
"If you knew that, you must know how it ends..." She hit me with my own teddy bear and stuck her tongue out at me. "Goofball!"
She hit me with it again. "No one's come looking?"
"Not," kiss, "a," kiss, "soul." Kiss. Big time.
"You," she told me as if it were a surprise, "are insatiable."
"We haven't been able to do anything for *days *!" She had been on her period and hadn't felt like doing anything, not even cuddle. Not that I could blame her. I hate being touched then, too.
"Oh, like you suffered." She was teasing me and I loved it and she knew it.
"Horribly."
"How horribly?"
"So horribly I actually considered accepting Jamie's offer of dinner and a movie."
She stared at me for a second before laughing. "He can't drive...how'd you have gotten there?"
"Piggy back on his bike." That made her laugh harder. "But I persevered and here we are..." God, she kisses well. It's like melting and turning into pure heat...
"Here we are," she agreed, pulling away from me. "And I'm going to bed."
"Not yet..."
"It's almost bed check... I don't want Logan finding us together."
Saturday night bed check was really Sunday morning-one a.m. to be exact. Three extra hours from every other day of the week. "We have twenty minutes..."
"I don't want to rush." I swear she purred when she said that.
"Sometimes rushing is good."
Rahne rolled her eyes but she smiled at me and let me kiss her. I say let me because she didn't kiss me back. "Good night, Jubilee."
I whined and grabbed her wrist. "No, not yet..."
She tugged back. "Jubes..."
"Rahne..." I had something to give her and I was nervous. Not as nervous as I had been that first night but this was still important to me. I'd been trying to do it for days but I could never get the guts or the mood right to do it. "Come on. Just a few more minutes..."
"Fine," she sighed. "Five minutes."
I pounced on her, kissing her face and neck and lips and ears. She giggled and squirmed and let me push her down on her back. "That's enough time."
"For what?" She asked me like she knew.
"All sorts of things." She tasted warm and a little sweet and I could feel her pulse jumping under my tongue. Her fingers were tangled in my hair and holding me against her as I squeezed her breasts, first one, then the other. She was trailing her fingers up and down my back, pushing my shirt up to trace my spine and make me shiver. "Rahne, do you think you more than like me?"
She frowned a little and said, "Yeah...why?"
"Wondering..." Her pajama bottoms were loose enough for me to slip my hand under the waistband easily. She made this cute noise in he throat and parted her thighs for me. I felt the curls between her legs and the heat they hid and she shuddered. I nuzzled her breast, loving how it felt on my lips and tongue, and touched her center. She gasped and raised her hips for me, slick and hot and wet. I knew what to touch and how to touch it and she seemed to appreciate it. It was strange almost, being with her like this. We were so alike but different. We had the same parts but... I just know when I touched her like that she moaned my name and I wanted her so bad I ached to my toes. She moved against my fingers, mewling and gasping as I moved in her, pushing and slipping and twisting to make her moan and wiggle. She didn't come close to finishing until I pressed against the tiny nub, center of everything, as I moved in her. Then she grabbed my head and pushed her breast against my mouth and bit her lip so hard I could see blood spots on it later. "I told you five minutes was enough."
She whacked me with the bear again and I took it from her, laughing. "I really have to go now."
"Wait..."
"Jubes!"
"No, just a minute..." I had it in my shirt pocked, still on me. "Look, I know you don't love me and all, but I hope you like me... I mean, enough to have this." I handed it to her, afraid she wouldn't take it.
"It's...a ring."
"Not, like, binding or anything. Just...you know. A be my girlfriend officially thing." I swallowed hard. I could see so many things cross her face before she closed her hand over the ring on her palm.
"Okay."
"Okay?"
"I'll put up with you for now."
It took me a minute to figure out she was being dry to cover being nervous. "Thanks."
She kissed me and made it to my door before turning around. "You're wrong, you know."
"Huh?"
"I love you, too."