Preamble {Eve}

[Eve Stone]

She snarled her eyes wild. "Let you touch me? Just because I didn't feel like getting naked in a stranger's home you have to get all pissy!"

Eve ran smack into Rae's tackle their bodies' colliding to what felt to her two trucks at full speed. Her clawed hands went everywhere they could reach her teeth darting down to see if she could get a hold on flesh. She was losing it and she knew it.

Cursing in more than just english she attempted to rip away from her girl friend. She needed time to breathe, time to cool down, to push down those crazied animal rages. If she didn't...glancing down she saw more scales and spikes than comfortable. It was like looking at a lizard monster on a old time sci-fi flick.

"Must we really do this now of all times and places?" Eve growled her voice deep, and much like granite rubbing against steel.

[Raelena St. John]

"Aye!" yelled, nearly screamed, Rae. She slammed her fists into Eve now, the blows no longer pulled. Blood ran freely from dozens of scratches, the wounds sealing almost as fast as they opened. This put Rae into a nearly constant state of pain, and it was beginning to wear on her more then she'd expected. But she had to win this time. It would be her only chance, her last card. It was this or cheat, and an unfair fight would never count.

Tears were starting to leak, though Rae fought hard against them. They came unbidden. "Ye need tae quit f**kin' hidin'! D**mit, ye tain't goin' tae have no f**kin' excuse nae more."

Rae couldn't quite focus on her blows, instead just laying all out into her girlfriend. The girl she... well, f**k, might as well.

"I love ye tae much nae tae do this now," admitted Rae, swinging again.

[Eve Stone]

Hit after hit and each one felt worse than the previous, but being a war dragon she was used to it. Or should be. It was different when emotions were tagged into each punch and each snarling word that came out of Rae's mouth. To Eve this wasn't a good time to do this, nor had she been ready to do this. And it was more than just Rae having jumped her out of no where.

"I'm not hiding! I just don't want to have sex!" Eve yelled right back knowing other people within the confines of the house could probably hear them. It seemed howeve that neither of them cared at the yelled and snarled and attacked each other like rabid dogs.

Love? Eve froze most likely earning her a rather nasty set of punches from Rae. For Eve's fists, claws, everything had ceased. Her eyes started to clear and shock covered her face.

"L-L-love?" Sputtering she dropped her arms backing away not even caring if Rae was continueing the fight or not. Rae couldn't love her. Didn't love her. She was just sayng what she thought would get Eve into bed with her. That had to be it. She couldn't. Didn't. "LOVE?"

Eve's hands went up to hold the sides of her head. No one had ever said those words to her. Nor had she said them to anyone. Including her family.

[Raelena St. John]

Of course Rae knew that Eve didn't want to have sex. this wasn't about sex. Well, not entirely. Rae just wanted to remove all Eve's stupid excuses for not having sex with her, make it so that the only reason they weren't sleeping together was a matter of want. Removing all those stupid barriers between them.

Rae threw a few punches at Eve before she realized that they'd stopped fighting. Then Rae paused mid-swing, staring at Eve. What was with her girlfriend? You'd think she didn't know the meaning of the word.

"Aye, love," Rae paused, sinking back to kneel, resting on her heels. "Why th' f**k do ye ken I"m doin' this? Eve," Rae leaned forward, "I can go oot an' f**k jus' aboot any lass off th' street. Hell," Rae chuckled dryly, "I did, while we were together. Nae anymore though," Rae shook her head, "nae anymore. I ken who I want tae sleep wit'. Tis ye. I disnae ken when it happened, but I ken tha' I love ye, ye idjit."

Rae lightly punched Eve, reminding the girl that they were, in fact, fighting right now. "I jus' disnae want ye tae go kennin' tha' ye tain't makin' love tae me 'cause i tain't kicked ye arse yet."

Rae then slammed another fist into her girlfriend, hoping to knock her over and get a very important message across.

[Eve Stone]

She sat and stared open mouthed at her girl friend. The words coming out was not what she had expected. More complaints about no sex sure, cheating with other girls-though not pleasant she was actually not too upset by it, but not this confession of love. When Rae hit her hard that last time she fell over, right over onto her rear end.

She sat. She stared.

"You love me?" Again those words didn't compute in her brain and still she ignored the fists. Her mind was stuck on that one word like a train that had run into a mountain. "Love...no one's...ever said that....to me before."

Her eyes lowered to the ground searching for something to tell her what to do. But it wasn't the ground that gave her the answer, or her head that still seemed to be in limbo. Eve lifted her watery eyes and leapt at Rae but not to fight. Her arms went to surround her girl friend, and if she had to force her girl friend to the ground with all the strength she had she'd do it.

"If you don't kiss me right now I'll never have sex with you. Ever." She growled her eyes red but for a different reason, a different emotion. One that she'd never really experienced. Eve's heart thunded in her chest and at each beat one word pumped into her viens.

Love.

[Raelena St. John]

"Aye, love," repeated Rae, still a little bewildered herself. This wasn't how she'd expected this going. Then again, she hadn't expected Eve to last quite this long. Rae had underestimated her girlfriend's stamina.

The lycan was about to dive down and try to finish Eve off while she was still distracted, but instead found herself the target of an intense hug. Rae acted reflexively, throwing her arms around Eve as well. A leg hooked around, and soon both girls were entangled again.

Rae grinned, the expression sloppy because she was still recovering from the semi-beating. Her hands went to Eve's hair. "I really do love ye now, lass. I ain't jus' sayin' tha' tae get ye tae finally give in. Wouldnae do tha' to ye..."

Then, Rae pulled Eve down and kissed.

Rae knew how to kiss. Knew the art better then most. Years of experience had taught her just how to use her lips, her tongue, even her teeth to earn a perfect reaction from another girl. She'd kissed Indians, Englishwomen, Irishwomen, Frenchwomen, Latinas, Africans, you name it.

But not like this. Rae had kissed one other girl in her life like this. Her first girlfriend, the one she'd given her innocence too. This was the soft kiss of someone who truly loved the one they held, tinged with just the right amount of lust. It was just as forceful, just as hard, just as gentle, just as yielding as it needed to be.

[Eve Stone]

That word kept beating through her body like a clock ticking sure and steady. Love. Love. Love. Each time she ignored Rae's words, each time she felt her body soften shifting her from a killing tool to mush. All her life she had sworn to never to anything with anyone until they beat her in battle. To never let anyone in until they proved themselves. Rae had proved herself, but not in the way Eve had planned. Not in the way Eve had promised herself. But at that moment, she didn't care.

"I have never told anyone that, Rae. I want to. I-" And then it was kissing, a kiss that made her mind stop, her clock ticking harder, faster, and all the more sure of its beat. Love. Love. Love. Lust. She wanted Rae. She wanted her lips, her words, her hands, she wanted everything about her from her blond hair to her crass attitude.

Eve kissing talent was no where near the spectrum that Rae was in, for she had no where near the amount of practice. But as hard as Eve fought she kissed, she urged, and she gave what she thought Rae wanted. Little noises, sliding hands, and bites on the bottom lip. Her mind wasn't working in a logical sense, in a fighter's sense, it was working as her ancestors minds have worked to prolong their species. She wanted Rae and if anything tried to stop her she'd let them meet her fangs.

[Raelena St. John]

There was no emotion more primal, more central to Rae's life, more desired by the lycan, then lust. Yes, Rae loved being in love, loved the feeling and all that came from it. But she lived on lust. Thrived on it. Knew its forms as well as she knew herself. She could taste it on Eve's lips then, feel it in the hard kisses. Eve had never kissed her like this before. This was kissing that lead to clothes being torn off, bodies fondled. Rae's hands rubbed her girlfriend's sides, knowing exactly what she'd have to do.

She broke off, panting, looking up at Eve. The dragon had awoken the wolf. "Eve..."

What? Stop? Rae didn't want Eve to stop. Her body craved Eve's touch, had since they'd met. Knew full well where this would lead. Those kisses left little doubt. Nor did Eve's body, which looked about ready to explode. Rae knew how to bring it there.

There were two issues though.

First, Rae didn't believe you should take someone's cherry like this. Even when she was whoring around, she refused to make a first time anything but special. And she'd done a few specials herself. Only one that really mattered though.

Second, something told Rae that Holly probably wouldn't appreciate the lesbians having sex in her back yard.

Rae slid her arms under Eve's hooking the dragon. Thus contained, she rolled, pinning Eve beneath her. Her amber eyes stared at Eve, and she did nothing to hide her lust. "I'm winni' this bloody fight, so ye can quit b**chin' aboot how I ne'er beat ye... oh, an' if ye keep kissin' like tha', I'm goin' ta take ye on the bloody lawn."

[Eve Stone]

Rae had stopped.

"What the hell are you doing? Stopping? Are you f*cking kidding me?" Eve snarled the lust a feeling she was not accustomed to ad made her near savage. "You better not do what I think you're gonna do. Because if you do I swear I will never touch you again."

She growled feeling her blood seethe, boil, and burn through her body. Eve had to close her eyes to keep from shifting to her dragon form on top of Rae. That fact scared the wits out of her because she hadn't noticed how close she was to the edge. Always in-tuned with her body the fact that lust had fogged that connection worried her. She could've changed during...and really hurt Rae.

One second she was on top and enjoying kissing and the next on the ground. Eve went from full of lust to full of rage. Pure and hot rage. The words coming out of Rae's mouth were even dulled by the fact that she was being denied. War dragon's were never into the word no. Her hands, claws, teeth, fangs, and eyes were like pools of blood lit aflame.

"Stop your talking already, and fight, wolf." At that Eve attacked with everything she had. Every tiny piece of pent up emotion, worry, anger, lust, annoyance. Every bit of strength and energy exploded from her in the form of claws, fangs, and growls that wouldn't sound human in anyone's mind.

[Raelena St. John]

The pain...

Rae had set Eve off. the dragoness had apparently been quite heady with lust and didn't take being denied well. Rae had thought she'd be able to take it, thought she'd be able to actually win this one. But she hadn't count on the emotion filled attack.

Rae slouched back, bringing her arms up to cover. She couldn't attack, not without receiving even more damage. Her skin parted, blood flowing everywhere. Yes, her regeneration sealed the wounds, but it wasn't working as fast as Eve was going. Soon Rae felt her muscles parting beneath the onslaught, and she yelled in pain. Her wolf threatened to overwhelm her, to stop the pain and attack. Blood streamed down her arms now.

"Eve..." Rae moaned, knowing it came out pitiful. Tears leaked out of her eyes now. "F**k..."

Rae let a bit of the wolf in, her eyes flashing gold. Both feet came up, and she launched out a strong kick, desperation lending her adrenaline now, strengthening her blow.

[Eve Stone]

She had lost it the fact that blood was flowing like the great Mississippi didn't faze her. The fact that Rae wasn't really fighting back, didn't even enter her mind. The very idea that she could be doing some serious damage to her girl friend who just confessed love to her didn't stall her attack. All she saw, all she thought was pain, cause it, ignore it, rain it down upon the one who opposes her. Even if that someone happened to be the most dear person she had ever had in her life.

As she wailed upon Rae her clawed hands ripping at the lycan's flesh she heard her name. At first her mind didn't process it ignoring this forming of noises that sounded familiar. Then finally something clicked and she blinked as of looking through a veil Eve stared at Rae. Her arms still moved, her claws still sought out blood but it was slowed just a fraction. Something was wrong, but in her current state she couldn't exactly tell what. Just as she might have been close to realizing what that thing was a severe kick landed right in her gut.

She grunted right before she was literally flung back-wards up and off Rae. As soon as her back hit the earth she used the momentum to roll all the way pushing with her hands. In the end she was crouched on her feet snarling her clawed hands gripping at the grass. Blood coated her borrowed clothes, and that same crimson shade shone in her crazed eyes. If Rae didn't take her out soon she wouldn't be able to stop the change.