chapter five ♔ it'll be a day like this one when the sky falls down

[eldritchweaver]

the blues - switchfoot

WHO || The Knights
WHAT || Failboat returns from the disaster in LA as the Knighthood goes on lockdown
WHERE || The castle, London
WHEN || Directly after this, Fall 2017
HOW || Actionspam

Hasmed's announcement does not brook any rebuttal: all Knights are recalled to the Castle, where they must remain until the Section Heads and Jack Chessing have spoken about the events in Los Angeles that have left the Knighthood without their usual leader.  

The entire Los Angeles area is now covered with a dark miasma that has interfered with any signals that might be sent out from phones, etc., leaving the whole world wondering what exactly is happening down there.  Final images showed horrendous monsters, a panic of citizens, looting and violence from humans and Shadowkind alike.  

Hasmed has warned of extra magical wards on the castle, and anyone arriving will immediately take notice of one very prominent one: above the entire roof of the excessively large building hovers a black and red sigil in the air, a pentagram in a circle surrounded by runes or words in an unknown language, stretching for miles.  

[ This is the social log for post-LA lockdown.  Failboat must complete the top log before being allowed to tag outside of it. ]

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[familybusiness]

[He steps backward without stopping anything else he's doing, sitting back onto the edge of the bed when the backs of his knees hit it, kicking off his shoes as his hands move to her waist.

With little effort, he lifts her into his lap (str 15), fingers grasping idly at the fabric of her shirt while his lips seek hers again.]

[hacker]

[ oh, he—? Okay. floor's gone. skye takes that opportunity to brace her hands on his arms and just

appreciate that for a minute. like alright. that was a thing. look, she has simple tastes. when his hands move around her hips, she lifts her arms to help him ease the shirt over her head.

she's not wearing particularly attractive underwear but on the bright side it's clean and it matches so that's what the dice did for sam winchester. once she's out of her shirt, she tries to push him down flat on his back (str 14) but she's very clearly not

the one in charge here.

it's fine. we all try things and fail sometimes. ]

[familybusiness]

[Blame it on that crit fail earlier. He just gets a little over-excited sometimes.

If you think he's paying really close attention to her bra in that context, you wrong. He's perfectly happy with the fact that there's skin against his palms as they smooth up her sides.

They don't get particularly far, though, instead moving back down to settle at her hips because she's pushing him back and he's seemingly totally okay with that. His back hits the bed and he seems a little dazed as his eyes blink before he looks up at her, his thumbs running back and forth over her stomach.]

[hacker]

[ while she gets the impression that he, like her, would like talking to not be a thing that gets in the way right now, she also rolled high enough wisdom to … think it's a good idea (wis 14). she runs one hand up through her hair to pull it out of her face, but tbh her bangs are hopeless so it's an exercise in futility anyway. ]

I know you're dealing with some stuff, so if you aren't sure you really want to be ... jumping into anythin, or —

[ pls check yes or no. ]

[familybusiness]

[He's breathing a little heavy so just...give him a second to process that.

Honestly, he just looks confused.

He should probably say something meaningful or profound, but instead, he uses one hand to push himself up high enough that he can look at her a little closer.

Sam seems to be rolling over a few thoughts in his head, his eyes flicking back and forth between hers, and then he just leans in and kisses her again, softer this time and with obvious deliberation.

That's a yes, in case she was wondering.]

[hacker]

[ well, that answers that.

skye gets swept up into the kiss without further hesitation. she settles her palms against his abdomen and creeps them up beneath the hem of his shirt. there's no sense in pretending this ain't what she's here for at this point, really. it's tough with his back on the mattress, but she's persistent. ]

[familybusiness]

[Sam reaches behind his head for the collar of his shirt and pulls it over his head in one smooth motion. He's so helpful, you're welcome.

His other hand smoothes up her bare back, along her spine, then back down again, teeth tugging on his bottom lip. She wanted him here, so he's waiting to see what she does before he potentially takes the reins again, his eyes watching her appreciatively.]

[hacker]

Alright, be honest.

[ interrupting the moment to bring you— ]

Did you cut a deal with the devil for a smokin' six-pack, or ... ? Because nobody spends as much time as you do with books and screens and winds up looking like that.

[familybusiness]

[His chest briefly seizes up at the whole 'deal cutting' insinuation before he realizes she's...joking. Or hopefully joking.

Yikes.]

I'm not allowed to be health conscious, too?

[His eyebrows raise as he smirks ever so slightly.]

[hacker]

Health conscious?

[ she laughs. ]

More like putting in major gym time. Do they have ancient Shadow texts on audible now?

[familybusiness]

I'm a hunter too, alright? [He had to overpower monsters a lot. Good reaction time is necessary. Also lots of running.] Besides, I like working out.

Is that a problem?

[hacker]

Not the word I would use.

[ a grin breaks out across her lips and she leans down to show him just what she thinks of the toned muscles she'd discovered underneath all that flannel. with her mouth. as she does, her hands work their way down to the buckle of his belt. ]

[familybusiness]

[Oh, hi. Okay. No complaints here.

His lips part even as they widen into a grin of his own, his fingers brushing into her hair, keeping it out of her face so he can watch her.]

[hacker]

[ having her hair out of her face gives skye the chance to get a little bolder, a little more sure. her teeth scrape his skin as she comes to the edge of his waistband. ]

Scoot up. [ she tells him with only a cursory glance upward. if he doesn't she's going to be doubled over the edge of the bed. she'd rather be securely crouched on it with him, over him.

while she waits for him to re-situate, she opens his belt and pants so she can shimmy them down at the same time. ]

[familybusiness]

[There's a sharp inhale of air as her teeth run over his skin, but he's grinning all the while.

Sam gets the gist easily enough, planting his hands against the mattress to help him shift upwards on the bed. As Skye's hands make quick work of his belt, he lifts his hips slightly, letting her pull his jeans off without much trouble.

He continues to let her have control of the situation, leaving him essentially at her mercy, but it doesn't seem like he minds in the slightest.]

[hacker]

[ there's something deliciously playful about the way she casually prowls over him, at ease with herself and with what they're doing. she keeps her hips in the air as she bends down to scrape her teeth over the dip of muscle beneath his hip bone.

she only bothers to push his pants — and his boxers ?? briefs ?? — as far as necessary to get them out of the way, just past mid-thigh. then they're forgotten. he's pinned beneath her anyway; what does he need mobility for?

skye wraps her hand around him and drags her fist slowly over his length, getting familiar. ]

[familybusiness]

[Jared wears boxer briefs, so Sam does too, obviously. So both are correct, I guess. This is the most serious brackets ever.

His hips press up into her grasp before he can stop himself, a quiet groan exhaled from between his parted lips, and if he wasn't already hard before (he was getting there), he sure is now, so if she was questioning his eagerness for whatever reason earlier, they were clearly unfounded concerns.]

[hacker]

I'm kinda getting the impression you want something, Sam.

[ she says it with a laugh, continuing the work of her hand. steadily she finds a rhythm that works for her, pulling hair from her face all the while. ]

Is it ... [ leaning, skye drags her tongue over the tip of him. ] This?

[ she doesn't drag it out. she's playing, yes, but not teasing to try to turn this into some weird power game. skye's not about those. rather, she wets her lips then and closes her mouth around him. ]

[familybusiness]

[If it's working for her, it's clearly working for him. He laughs in return, the sound stifled by his attempt at muffling a groan behind his lips.]

What gave you that idea?

[He's glad for that, though he doesn't consciously acknowledge it. It reminds him of the way they used to be, easy-going, light-hearted, relaxed. It's exactly what he needs right now.

He breathes out as her mouth covers him, head pressing against the pillow briefly as the feel of her knocks the air out of his lungs, though sound enough his eyes are lowering to watch her, his fingers gripping the sheets as he tries to hold his hips still for the moment. Her name manages to reverberate past his mouth, the sound low and husky.]

Skye...

[hacker]

[ Yeah, that's gonna help. In like two weeks? That sound? She's gonna remember it.

For now, though, it encourages her, and she gets into it, drawing him deeper, her tongue providing counter pressure against the roof of her mouth as she sets a steady rhythm. She keeps it slow and easy; she wants to make sure this isn't over with early, but who knows. Maybe it's been a while for Sam ok. ]

[familybusiness]

[His fort save was a 25. He's good for awhile, at least.

It's not until she sets her rhythm that he lets himself react physically, his hips rising ever so slightly as she descends on him, though he has the sense to be, well, careful about it.

He reaches down to drag the fingers of one hand through her hair, his abdomen taut above her head.]