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Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: If you want!
Action: July Planet!
When: The month of July!

[This is another planet mingle since the first one has nearly hit captcha! Feel free to continue threads or start brand new ones!]

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[athru]

[ As adorable as Hank is, sometimes he can talk himself into a corner - and both of them know it. He'll end up losing his mind completely and making what he thinks is a fool of himself, and that would be terrible for their current connection - Raven wants him to feel good, not bad, and that's what her focus is on. She certainly has no problems with showing him just how much she appreciates him, and she shakes her head as she leans down and kisses him gently.

If Hank didn't get nervous or embarrassed or awkward around certain topics then he wouldn't be Hank, she thinks. He wouldn't be the remarkable, wonderful man that she's in love with, and what would be the point in that? She'd much rather suffer through a few awkward moments than be with someone else - because she just wants Hank. She's known for a long time that he's what she wanted and she's not about to give him up now that they're together, having worked so hard to get to this point.

Careful, Raven adjusts her body so she's straddling him properly, leaning down to press a quick, soft kiss against his mouth, her fingers brushing over the side of his face before she breathes out. Then her lips are against his cheek, her smile there before she speaks. ]

I always want to, okay? If it's with you then the answer is yes.

[ And then it's easy to kiss him again, to press closer and close her eyes, to enjoy this wonderful moment together in the middle of nowhere. ]

[beathach]

[there's a quiet sense of relief and gratitude he can't help but share across their connection; that she knows how he can be when it comes to these things and accepts it, works with it with a patience he has to marvel at. He doesn't think anyone else would bother, or they'd get fed up with as many times as he fumbles - but not Raven. She loves him, and this is just another way she's showing him that. By accepting he's an awkward mess and being as gentle as always.

He swallows hard as she straddles him and he can't help but shift, just a bit, his body already reacting with interest in the new position. She's closer now and he feels warm all over again, from where she's rested against him to all over his body. And for the briefest moment, he's embarrassed - that it's that easy for her to get a reaction out of him, even as much of a mess as he can be when they're intimate like this. Like the control he's so carefully honed and built up is nothing in the face of Raven.

He should probably say something, and he manages a shaky "Okay—" before she kisses him again, and then he forgets worrying about talking at all. He kisses back, soft and gentle as his arms wrap around her]

[athru]

[ Of course she knows, and she understands; this is who Hank is. It's part of what makes him the man she loves and if you take away the awkwardness and the slight nerves then he wouldn't be himself. He'd be someone different and Raven thinks - no, she knows - that the person he would be isn't the person she wants. What she wants is to see him grow, see him develop, see him be happy, and if that comes hand in hand with a few moments of awkward while they're making out then she thinks she can handle that.

Closing her eyes, she breathes out a quiet noise as he moves against her, hesitating for a moment before she refocusses. Leaning down, she nudges their noses together as she leaves a kiss on his mouth, closing her eyes and shifting a little so she can curl her fingers into his shirt, so she can press her face into his neck. There the skin-on-skin contact is enough that she can send him her own emotions, her own nerves and the touch of embarrassment, that it's a little bit different when they're not locked away together in a hotel room with blue skin their main focus.

Arms around her come, though, and it makes her more comfortable - she leans into Hank and she leans into the kisses, offering him whatever he wants from her. There's nothing that's too much, she thinks, and the way that she feels when she tilts her head to deepen the kiss is an extreme rush of glee and warmth that spreads through her body. ]

[beathach]

[a few moments is an understatement, because growing and developing in relationship is entirely different from getting used to his mutation. The only knowledge he has comes from past, failed attempts and watching others, from the few movies and books he's watched or read that had a focus on romance. But it helps that they both don't really know exactly what they're doing, that they're exploring it all together for the first time and it eases some of the nerves he feels.

When she presses close and he can feel her nerves, though - it's almost a relief, knowing she isn't as sure as she seems. His arms tighten around her and he turns his head to press his lips to her temple, breathing in. Sometimes he isn't sure, because Raven seems so certain in her wants, and yet the feelings she's sharing say otherwise. If anything, it makes her love her more; it makes him marvel that he can make her feel that way, when she makes him feel that way all the time.

He briefly wonders if maybe they should head back to their room, or even head to one of the treehouses in the woods for the night for some actual privacy; they're not that far from the tree and he knows the story has gotten around by now, and he wouldn't be surprised if they were the only ones seeking it out that day. But as he gets caught up in kissing her again the thought is put on hold, too distracted by how she feels and tastes to voice it]

[athru]

[ Considering how much she had hidden away at Oxford and when they had been younger, Raven's hopes and dreams for romance and love had been pinned on idealistic images of romantic movies, with massive fights and breakups that come together in the end for a perfect resolution, the kind where the couple kiss and make up and ride off into the sunset. Real relationships aren't like that and she had learned it through growing up, through being told that one half of her nature wasn't beautiful, from learning to accept herself and her broken heart, from becoming stronger and better.

She might have forgiven Hank a long, long time ago but there's no ignoring how that moment in her room had shaped her as a person.

None of that matters, of course, when she can settle against him with warmth flooding her and the cool afternoon weather around their bodies. It's true that they're fairly close to the touristy tree, but with their mutations and their senses she thinks they're going to be safe, that they'll be alright to kiss and kiss and kiss until their lips are sore and she can't handle being on top of him and not doing anything else. It's not something that they've done a lot of and she knows it - kissing, yes, but getting carried away? They're usually more controlled, more careful, but right now she can't bring herself to care.

Kissing Hank is easier than thinking about all that, though, and Raven makes a soft noise against his mouth, one hand curled in his shirt and the other reaching to touch his face, drawing him closer as she moves back. Looking down at him she knows her face is flushed and her lips must be red from their kisses, but all she can do is stare, completely captivated by him. ]