*i wanna be wide awake; [m;tw] IP: 24.59.129.5 Posted on September 5, 2017 at 05:04:36 AM by TARQUiN
Trigger warning: this post contains violence, indications of nudity, emotional trauma, sexual implications, injury, and references to bdsm.
'cause oh i'm bleeding out inside; oh i don't even mind
It was nearly always more of a battle than anything vaguely soft and sweet. With them, it didn't really work any other way. It did not feel quite right to him to be less than at least rough where Echidna was concerned. Maybe that was the wrong way to look at it, but honestly there were so few that could even handle half of what they did together. This made a difference. Quinn didn't have to hold back when with Echidna in this way, and that most certainly was a relief to him. With his tastes being as feral and violent as they often could be, it would make sense to most as to why he did not often take random lovers. Of course there were more reasons to that, but Quinn didn't want to think about that.
He's pleasantly sore, holding back the healing ability from the bites, scratches, cuts and bruises that probably make him look interestingly colorful right now. Relaxing from it all takes a few moments, but eventually his breathing regulated and he retreats into his thoughts. He doesn't move or comment as Echidna moves closer, arm curling around his middle and her cheek on his chest. He's merely there, enjoying the aftermath and unconcerned. There will be plenty of time later to figure out where to go from here, and he knows that it's going to be a struggle to push all of his emotions down. He ignores those things, listening to the quiet of the woods and Echidna's breathing.
There is an electric spark at his fingertip, and a thought occurs to him. It's a new power, and one he's only really messed with very little. Mostly due to the fact that he had no idea what to even do with it for the most part. It had just happened. A few powers had arrived that way, with no reason or warning at all. But he remembers those cool little heat seeking electric orbs, and he raised his hands to play with the electrical currents between his fingers, amusing himself with the vibrate colors he could get it to go through. Another thought slithered through his mind and it was a sobering thought. "I'm really turning into the kind of creature I hate, aren't I?" Quite words as he made the electricity stop.