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[seeingscarlet]

[She's not sure that's the word she'd use to describe herself - she isn't Steve or Vision. She'd kill with no remorse to protect the people she cares about if necessary. But she's not like Strucker or Ultron either.]

We had no one after our parents died, [she says finally, softly.] Sokovia was...broken. We had no heroes, no one to protect us. You know the rest.

I couldn't save my brother or my people. But maybe I can save someone else. I have to try. It has to be worth something. [Gently, she tucks a stray strand of hair behind his ear.] But you ask like you aren't kind.

[Pot, kettle...she never gives herself the same leeway she gives others.]

[gwynbleids]

[Geralt's hands trace idle shapes on her tail with his fingertips. He listens intently but doesn't stare too much as she speaks, understanding how vulnerable it is.]

I'm not.

[He says finally, a little callous given what she's just said. He adds:]

If it helps, I'll stay put. Just for a bit.

[seeingscarlet]

[His hands feel good and Wanda shivers in pleasure. It's probably not worth pointing out the inherent contradiction here, but it bothers her that Geralt, for whatever reason, feels like he has to tell these lies to himself.]

You are in the ways that matter. I can feel it.

[She snuggles closer, her tail coiling around his calf a little more, and leans across him for a gentle kiss.]

[gwynbleids]

Mm.

[It's dismissive, but at least he's not arguing. He doesn't like the conversation and much prefers what follows, much prefers her lips. He meets her part way and catches her lips, returning the gentle pressure as his fingers span curiously over her tail. They slide up and up to where it joins at her hips. An interesting shape, but a welcomed one.]

[seeingscarlet]

[Well, it's one way to shut Geralt up. This discussion isn't over, just...tabled. Because unfortunately(?), it's also a great way to distract Wanda too.

She moans softly into the kiss as his hands begin to wander. His touch makes that deep feeling of want blaze brighter and she just can't pretend anymore. Even though the only clothing she's wearing is basically a sports bra, it still feels like it's too much. She kisses him again, deeper this time, slowly letting some of that wanting unfurl.]

Is this all right?

[gwynbleids]

[Geralt's hand is wandering up her side toward the contraption she wears. Easier to remove than a corset, but challenging in its own way. His hand slips under the band of it, taking his time.

His focus is on feeling her, the contrast of her warmth and soft skin against his cool, calloused ends is an endless fascination for him. He feels her start to open into the kiss and it makes him hum, softly.

When she speaks, it's almost as if he's awoken from a trance. His eyes are dull, he looks confused.]

Why wouldn't it be?

[seeingscarlet]

[She's very close to just saving him the trouble and magicking it off, but if she does she's sure she knows how this will end...and that's a decision she needs him to make with his brain, not his dick.]

You're hurt and I am...like this.

[She touches his cheek tenderly. She's monstrous in body now. Even if he wasn't injured, she couldn't blame him for preferring someone more human-shaped. She didn't care when he was a merman, but everyone has their own limits. Even if they do nothing more than kiss, she still has fangs.]

I want this, but only if you're sure.

[gwynbleids]

Like what?

[He asks, seemingly confused by the question. He leans in to the touch, his eyes falling shut for a moment before he opens them again and trails them over her form.

His hand slides up her, cupping her face and circling his thumb over her cheekbone.]

I want this. I want you.

[He leans in, catching her lips for a soft, lingering kiss.]

[seeingscarlet]

My body is changed. [She's used to being called a monster in some circles. Now, some would argue, her outsides have only changed to match the part.

There's a beauty in the jewel-like nature of her scales that even she has to admit but it's not something everyone can see. But Geralt...no, it was the right thing to do to check but she should have had more faith that he wouldn't be repulsed.

She kisses him, softly the first time, then with growing hunger.]

If you want me then take me.

[gwynbleids]

[Geralt's lips part like he wants to counter that, but struggles with the words. He doesn't want to sound perverse, but he finds her attractive in many forms. Now, in particular, there's something very intriguing about the possibilities she offers.

That's definitely perverse.

But she kisses him with increasing hunger and his own hunger grows, he shifts over her so a knee is braced either side and deepens the kiss. One of his arms is weak, but the other is strong enough to guide the small of her back up to press her flush against him.]

[seeingscarlet]

[Well it's hardly as if her own thoughts are innocent. But she is still worried about hurting him and so for now it's best if Geralt takes the lead. She's not sure he'd like it if she properly wrapped him up right now.

He'll find that she's capable of a much deeper backbend than she normally is, which is already saying something. As a lamia, she's blessed with a much greater flexibility in the spine than a normal human.

She clutches at him desperately as they kiss, one hand tangling into his hair.]

Bed?

[gwynbleids]

[Geralt grunts in response, distracted. He'd like to stay, but suspects that the further they get into this the harder it will be with her.. extensions. He peels away from her and off the couch, then leans back down to scoop her up.

The additional weight from her tail doesn't seem to hinder him and, once she's in his arms he feels a strong sense of deja-vu from her dream. He doesn't let it bleed too much in, though his brows furrow as he looks around.]

Guide me?

[He says, but he'll walk until he finds a bed.]

[seeingscarlet]

[If he wasn't hurt, she'd wrap the end of her tail around him so that half of her isn't trailing behind them. But it's not far, at least, so Wanda guides him with psychic nudges to her bedroom while she kisses down his neck. Her teeth graze his skin lightly, but she doesn't bite. Not without permission - she knows the kind of effect her venom can have on someone.

Her bed is larger than she normally needs, but it's mainly because she's tended to turn into a lamia more often than not, and during those weeks she really does need the larger bed. There's plenty of room for Geralt to set her down and then position himself however he wants.

Her tail curls loosely around the edges of the bed, though the tip does make another attempt to wrap around his calf even as she tries to pull him down for more kisses.]