The Head Case (invite only)

Julian's studio apartment was, like any studio, very small. Upon entering there was a tiny little area with a table against a wall to eat at, and a kitchen that was too small to even properly be called a galley. Julian didn't do much cooking; easy things like cereal and eggs for breakfast, sandwiches for lunch, soup or something quick to prepare for dinner although he ate dinner out frequently since he was usually at rehearsals or getting ready to perform in the evenings.

The back of the apartment was large enough for a small book shelf along one wall and a narrow stand beneath the wall-mounted TV that held his gaming console, and some Blu-Rays. Across from it was a day bed that was neatly made with a black and white geometric patterned comforter and a bunch of pillows. Long the far wall under the windows was Julian's music stand and violin stand, which he crossed to and rested his case on.

There was a little coffee table in front of the bed, with a couple of books on it. Also, above the bed, an iron-wrought wall sculpture of a musical staff and metal notes. Beside the bed, on an end table, was a picture of Julian's family, his parents, himself, and his little sister when she had been alive. All of them were at a state park, sitting at a picnic table, under then sun with big smiles on their faces.

Behind the kitchen was a narrow closet, and behind the daybed on the other side of the wall was the bathroom. It was long and narrow itself, but it did have both a shower and a tub which was nice. The drawback to living here, though, was that Julian had almost no storage. He had some trunks underneath his daybed, and he had made decent use of the remaining space by putting up shelving units where he could. Inside the narrow closet were his cleaning supplies, vacuum, and such, as well as some of his clothing like his tuxes and other dress clothes.

He stood in the middle of his living room - okay, his entire studio, and looked at Tavi.
"Well it's not much but it's nice to be back. I'm not supposed to get the stitches wet yet but I really need to clean up and get changed, so make yourself at home, okay? I'll be right out."

He made quick work of the cleaning, moving a little slowly because he was still achy and dizzy but it went fine. Julian didn't think Tavi would mind if he went casual at this point, so he came out wearing a pair of blue striped pajama pants and a soft grey tee over his slender frame.


"That only feels about a million times better," he said. He glanced down at the bottle in his hands and then up at her. "Um. Do you think you might be able to help me wash my hair? I don't know if I can get the blood out of it properly."

That was the one thing he knew he couldn't do without help. There was blood matted all through his hair, and he knew it was possible to clean it without getting the cut wet, but he couldn't do that. He thought Tavi might be willing to help; she didn't seem to be the squeamish type.

Octavia Emiliano 10 years ago
She chuckled softly as his adament response to being called a squirrel. Tavi looked up at him and smiled. "You can fill your mouth with other things." Glancing down at her chest and then back up at him, she said. "These aren't much bigger, perhaps they will suit you better." He didn't seem to like nuts as he stated; that had always been fairly obvious to her. Some people might wonder and some people might assume otherwise but, perhaps it was the way he had looked at her once or twice when they had first met, she had always known that Julian preferred women.

He was indeed good with things other than his hands. Tavi had difficulties staying still for an entirely different reason. Julian's kiss drew her up to met him, longing and desire making it difficult to part from his lips even though they were not going far away.

In fact they were finding other places on her body to touch. Tavi sighed softly, shuddering a little under their feather light caress. His mouth and tongue worked magic on the small, but sensitive endowments she had been given.

His hand slid lower, warm and present between her legs. The core of her ached for him to move, do something, anything to add stimulus to the desire that was raging inside her. His fingers teased and touched and Tavi was sure he was going to drive her mad if he continued to do that for much longer.

The meaning to his quiet question was very clear without needing the hard evidence pressing insistently against her leg. But she very much enjoyed it being there and desperately wanted it somewhere else.

Growling almost too softly to be heard, Tavi reached up and took him by the shoulders and looked deep into his eyes.
"I want you, Julian." And right this very second. She wasn't the most patient of people at the best of times.
Julian Stephenson 10 years ago
Tavi's response to his question made his breath vanish. Her intent green eyes stared into his, as if she could see straight into him. maybe, after spending the entire day with him in such close proximity, she could. Julian leaned forward and kissed her again, a little harder, uttering a soft moan against her lips before pulling away.

Kneeling, he reached behind him to the little end table at the side of the day bed. Opening the drawer he fumbled around until he found a condom. Hands shaking with anticipation he tugged it open and rolled it on, making sure it was firmly in place before turning back to Tavi. Instead of covering her immediately he bent down to her, pressing his lips to her thigh and sucking gently. Leaning once more on his right elbow he slid his left hand up and cupped her once more, this time allowing his fingers to gently reach inside her soft cleft. He touched her lightly, his fingers massaging all around the erect little bud within, stroking back and forth and making little circles without ever touching it directly.

After a few moments he moved over, kissing the rest of her mound before sliding his mouth downward, inhaling her scent. Moving his fingers down out of the way to tease her slick opening a little bit Julian let his tongue take up where they had been, tasting her briefly, his warm mouth sucking softly while his fingers stroked some more. She was sweet and warm, so small and delicate in his hands and against his mouth. He had thought that, having recently come, it would take a long time for him to build up to that point again but clearly that wouldn't be the case. He was exhausted and sore but so ready, and Tavi seemed to be as well.

He moved back up, his left hand staying where it was, one finger sliding gently in and out of her. Leaning over her Julian pressed his hips forward until he felt the tip of his cock against his fingers. Using them to guide him he poised himself at her entrance and then slowly, achingly, slid himself into the warm wetness of her tight sheath. Once fully inside, he moved his hand away and used it to help brace himself. He was shaking, his body torn between its need for rest and its need for her but right now the latter was clearly the greater demand. Julian looked down at Tavi and smiled softly, lowering his head to touch his forehead to hers. He kissed her lips gently while hitching his hips forward just a little, searching for the right angle. He could feel it when he found it, the base of his cock rubbing against the clit he'd teased just a few seconds ago. Julian tensed, uttering a soft groan at the sensation, and then drew back. With a soft sigh he thrust himself into Tavi again, riding the sensitive little bead all the way down until he was buried inside her again.


"Are you all right?" he asked softly. "Does it feel okay?"

This was his first time with her, and he knew they were doing things so very badly out of order but he was hoping it wouldn't be the last. He had liked Tavi from the moment he'd met her and spending more time with her only reinforced his initial impression. She was kind, sweet, mischievous, intelligent, and funny. He wanted this to be good for her; he wanted her to know how much her actions meant to him. And then, he kind of wanted to take her out on an actual date.
Octavia Emiliano 10 years ago
She wanted him with a passion. Waiting while he retrieved and donned a condom seemed to take an eternity. Tavi tilted her head to the side so that she could at least watch as he rolled it into place.

Julian didn't immediately slide into her which was surprising but also very nice. He was ready and she knew it but he was obviously taking the time to make absolutely certain that she enjoyed the experience thoroughly and that was more consideration than most men could manage while having an erection.

If he wanted her to be completely satisfied by the end of the experience then he was off to a nice start. Tavi sighed softly when Julian found a place on her inner thigh and sucked gently. Then his fingers delved into her warm and very ready folds; she arched her hips a little trying to help him find that perfect spot that he was so obviously avoiding. She whimpered softly, a sound that she was unaccustomed to making.

Soon his mouth found her and it was pure, wonderful torment of the best kind. Tavi was gasping and moaning before he had even entered her; her legs were quivering with desire and sensation that was almost to its peak simply from his clever tongue and very talented fingers.


"Julian..." She sighed his name, wanting and needing him and at the same time not wanting him to stop. One of her hands reached down and gently entangled itself in his curls, encouraging him to continue even as she moaned and sighed with ecstasy and frustrated desire.

He pulled away and a part of her felt disappointment even as another part thrilled with anticipation. Julian slowly guided himself inside her, adjusting to that perfect angle. He then thrust slowly, completely and satisfyingly inside. Tavi felt her whole body shudder and her already quivering legs go completely weak.


"Don't stop." She closed her eyes and furrowed her brow against the aching desire for him to move, harder and faster immediately. "Amazing. Julian." Tavi sighed, near breathless as she answered his question, and reached up to wrap her arms around his shoulders, even as her hips arched against him. "Please. Don't stop."
Julian Stephenson 10 years ago
This Tavi was a very different Tavi. Julian wasn't sure what he expected; a clever remark, a joke maybe. Instead Tavi was transformed. She was beautiful, sensual and soft, pliant, moving against him in perfect concert. Her words were wonderful to hear, particularly when he had very much worried about his current ability to satisfy her. He knew he had one shot to get this right.

He lowered his lips to hers again as he pressed himself deeply into her.
"I won't," he murmured when she practically begged him not to stop.

Her hands felt perfect around his shoulders, clinging to him, pulling him back to her as he withdrew once more and then thrust again. He could feel her quaking against him and he wasn't much better himself. With a soft moan he picked up the pace, keeping his position as steady as he could, balanced on one hand and an elbow.

The sensation was strong and his body responded to his faster, stronger thrusts almost immediately. Julian kissed her again.
"Tavi... you feel..."

His words were swallowed beneath another soft moan as a tremor shot through him. He lifted himself a little and abandoned any remaining restraint, his hips meeting hers as he drove himself as deeply as he could with each push. He was desperately trying to wait until he could feel Tavi come beneath him; he knew she was close but his body was taxed and he was too close to stave it off now.

Gasping with the final few thrusts Julian's good hand tightened in the day bed cover and he said
"Tavi - " one last time before he exploded, shuddering above her as wave after wave of climax shot through him and he came buried deep inside of her warmth this time.

As the euphoria gradually diminished he became aware of the various little aches and cramps he'd completely ignored while making love to her as well as the not so little headache that returned with a vengeance. Still inside of her, Julian let his forehead drop to her shoulder as he fought to catch his breath.

When he finally thought he'd found it he raised his head to look at her.
"Please tell me you'll go on a date with me."
Octavia Emiliano 10 years ago
Julian didn't stop and she was very grateful for that. Tavi held him tightly but tried not to pull him down with too much force, mindful, in the part of her mind that was still capable of thought, about his injured wrist and precarious balance.

He was going to tell her what she felt like but that train of thought didn't make it to its destination. However, Julian himself picked up speed and intensity. Whatever he was going to say could wait because -he- felt absolutely wonderful.

She met his deep powerful thrusts with the tilt and raise of her hips, taking him in as far as he could go for every satisfying stroke. Her moans and sighs mingled with his and for the moment there was nothing in the world beyond Julian and the need to ride with him over the edge.

It came rushing upon her; she heard Julian saying her name from some far away place. The distant sound of screams of pleasure rang in her ears as her body exploded in a pleasure so intense that it was almost pain. She rocked with each pulse, clinging tightly to Julian until the waves became mere tremors.

Once she regained some measure of sense, Tavi realized those distant screams had been her own. Julian leaned against her, recovering from his own climax. She still held him close, content to enjoy the lazy feeling of complete physical satisfaction.

It took a moment for his question to fully register. She blinked up at him and then smiled slyly.
"I am feeling kindly disposed toward the idea. Perhaps you can further convince me after some sleep."

"Speaking of sleep..." Her smile became a little more shy, something very rarely seen, and she gave him an apologetic shrug. "I hope I didn't wake your neighbors. I can't claim to be a quiet partner...but at least you know I enjoyed it." She lifted her head enough to kiss him softly. "Right?" Surely that was obvious.
Julian Stephenson 10 years ago
As it happened, Julian didn't have to stress over whether or not Tavi enjoyed herself. Her enjoyment was obvious, gratifying, and even more of a turn-on. He was going to replay her cries in his head for nights to come, hoping he might be able to get her to repeat them at some point.

He raised his eyebrows when she said she might be convinced to go out with him. The prospect of doing more convincing was vastly appealing. When she mentioned his neighbors, though, Julian had to laugh softly, shrugging his shoulders and returning her kiss with a gentle one of his own.

"They'll probably be surprised," he said. "One of them is a nice older lady who seems to think I never get laid and need to settle down. The other couple thinks I'm gay. It's going to be a shock all the way around. I've told the husband about ten times I don't swing that way but he still keeps trying to introduce me to his male friends."

Julian shook his head sadly. He couldn't help it if the hair, the nails, the clothing, the violin, whatever it was, made him seem less manly. He didn't know what factor was causing it but it didn't really bother him. He was secure in who he was.

Carefully he pushed himself away from Tavi, sliding from her with a sigh if displeasure. He could gladly have fallen asleep buried inside of her with his head on her shoulder but he'd crush her. With a little grunt of effort he managed to stagger upright. His head protested when he began to lean down to kiss Tavi again so he straightened with a wince and gently touched her cheek.

"Be right back."

In the bathroom he cleaned up and put his clothes back on, then left a clean wash cloth on the counter. He went into the closet and got out a grey tee and a pair of pants that would probably be huge on Tavi, and left those on the counter as well.

Returning to the living room he grabbed another pain pill, swallowed it, and eased himself back down on the bed.
"I left some things for you to wear in the bathroom, if you want, but you look awfully good like that. I'll get the bed ready if you want to clean up a little."

A day bed was still a day bed. When he slept Julian usually relocated several of the pillows and used the heavier comforter since he kept it cool inside. Right now, he cleared away the remnants of their dinner since it was mostly throwing things away and he didn't want it all sitting there for the entire night. Then he took care of the bed and slid himself under the covers against the wall, leaving plenty of room for Tavi.
Octavia Emiliano 10 years ago
Julian seemed perfectly fine with the idea of his neighbors overhearing their activities. She smiled and shook her head when he mentioned that one neighbor kept trying to fix him up with all his available gay friends.

"Well you are obviously in the closet and if you just found the right guy..." Tavi grinned and hugged him. "It is taking some of them a longer time adjusting to the modern world. Yes women would like you to dress better and take better care of your appearance. It isn't gay. It is intelligent." Clean and in clean clothes, women appreciated that. Well groomed was even better. Men who liked men tended to want to look their best for their men and it was past time for men to realize women wanted men to look nice for them too. They used to understand that but somewhere along the way they decided force of personality was enough. She noticed that Jan had been well groomed but he also looked like a goth kid and they took great pains with their appearance as a rule, no matter which gender they enjoyed in bed.

"Tomorrow we could loiter around outside before I leave and treat everyone to a few steamy goodbye kisses just to prove that there was an actual girl present and not a movie or something." She was great at PDA. Everything about her made people look at her anyway. She had been seen for years as one of those kids that older people stared at with disapproval and muttered about quietly as they passed by. So, if they were going to look anyway then Tavi had been known to give them something to watch.

She pouted briefly at him when he pulled away and then frowned softly when he winced at all the aches and pains. They probably shouldn't have done what they had just did. Tavi hoped Julian didn't regret it in the morning. She felt bad for giving in to temptation when she had intended on being supportive of him getting some more sleep unmolested.

Julian reappeared dressed once more. She smiled when he suggested that she looked good in what she was currently wearing.
"Your previous attire was better also."

Getting up, she walked to the bathroom and cleaned up a bit and then pulled on the t-shirt he had set out for her. Tomorrow she would have to go get some more clothes out of the suitcase in the trunk but this worked for now. She did not use the pants that he had provided. They would fall off her waist and gather at her ankles. More importantly, she hated feeling tangled up when she slept. Normally she preferred sleeping in the nude but she had learned to wear something short when sleeping somewhere other than home.

Returning to the bed, she crawled in beside Julian and snuggled up against him. Tavi wrapped an arm around him and tucked her face against his chest.
"Do you need to take anything for your head?" He didn't seem fuzzy or unfocused and he hadn't taken any since before his nap earlier. She would feel bad if he woke up with a screaming headache in a few hours.
Julian Stephenson 10 years ago
Julian chuckled at Tavi's assessment of men with fastidious habits. He liked it; it explained why she didn't mind his occasional less than masculine trait. Hell, he would kill for her to rub his hands again although now he couldn't claim he needed his nails done, which was a shame as it would be the perfect excuse.

"Sounds like fun," Julian said, not minding a little public show of affection. He was sorry Tavi would have to go. The prospect of spending the day alone was incredibly boring, and it was only his second day. He imagined he would sleep through most of it. He did have to call his parents and act completely normal, and by now the hospital had probably faxed a report to the Board that ran the Symphony, so he should check in with them. Otherwise he had nothing to do, which was what the doctor had advised.

Tavi disappeared into the bathroom while he straightened up and rejoined him wearing just his shirt, which was adorable, and hot. He had figured the pants wouldn't get any use, but it had only been polite to offer them up. He was glad she'd left them there. She felt nice cuddled up against him in just the tee shirt.

Tavi asked if he needed a painkiller; he gave her a little,
"Mm-mm. Just took one." She had been on her way to the bathroom at the time.

He nuzzled the top of her head with his nose, enjoying the way she smelled when they had been together. She was cute, funny, completely sweet, and he was lucky to have had her here.


"My sister would have liked you," he said, a soft smile on his lips. There wasn't a day he didn't think about her, and every time he found himself with a woman he always wondered what Andy would have thought. He thought she would have highly approved of Tavi, if for no other reason than she had taken care of her big brother.
Octavia Emiliano 10 years ago
Julian wasn't opposed to the idea of giving his neighbors an eyeful and something to gossip about. That made her laugh and snuggle closer. She liked that he had a sense of humor and wasn't so self conscious. Not everyone would be okay with the idea, hell not everyone would be okay with dating a bright haired werewolf who looked like jailbait.

When she asked if he had taken something for his aches and pains, he said that he had. Tavi nodded against his chest and murmured
'good'

His next words were softly spoken and intriguing. Julian said his sister would have liked her and that suggested that she was no longer around to be met. Tavi tilted her head back to look at him.
"I rarely get the parental seal of approval but I am happy to hear that I would have had the sibling vote." There was a story there, like the scars that she had felt earlier but she had said that he could tell her later and this was another story that sounded like it could wait until Julian had spent at least a few nights home and been nightmare free. So she decided to let the statement stand on its own and if Julian wished to provide more information then that was his choice.

"My brother..." Tavi shrugged. "He probably wouldn't have an opinion one way or the other. Now if you were really into computers then he would be your staunch supporter and would probably try to monopolize all your time." She smiled at the thought and then sighed. "Not that he has much of it himself these days."
Julian Stephenson 10 years ago
"Parents would like you too."

Julian could hear his own words starting to slur again, thrusting him back into 'drunk cheerleader' land, but he knew that this time is was simply the result of exhaustion. He was going to fall asleep very quickly; was already on his way out really. It was worth insisting that his family would like Tavi though.


"You have a brother? Older or younger?"

He closed his eyes. There was no tension in his body now; he didn't have an ounce of energy left with which to produce tension. The pill he'd taken was kicking in fast, reducing his minor aches and pains to nothing and turning the bigger ones into far more tolerable ones. His head felt like it was full of cotton, the result of combined fatigue and drugs. His wrist was sore but that too was acceptable.

He tightened his arms around Tavi a little and shrugged himself a little further under the covers.
"Tell me 'bout him?"

Tavi could say anything right about now. He just wanted to hear her talk. Even as he asked her, he felt the heaviness of sleep stealing into his eyelids, his muscles, his very bones. He was sinking into his bed wrapped warmly around Tavi's tiny form and if he'd had any ability left, he would have moaned in comfort. He had none, however. It was almost too much effort to listen to her speak, but he wanted to.

((ooc: Safe to assume Julian will be out sometime during Tavi's response, if you'd like to write them both out ))
Octavia Emiliano 10 years ago
Julian asked if her brother was older or younger than she was. Tavi smiled and decided to be difficult to the poor drug and sleep addled man. "Neither” She giggled softly and then added the answer. "Toby's, my twin.”

She was asked to talk about him and that was something she could do for hours. Her brother was her favorite person in the world and it was a shame that she saw so little of him these days. "He's a slacker but he's a nice slacker. That is why I was kind of surprised when he decided to join the military.” Taking the Kahl never really seemed to be Toby's thing but he still seemed to be determined to do it. You could serve in the Legion without it and they wouldn't let you take the oath until you had served some time to make sure that was really what you wanted to do.

"He loves all things technological.” Weirdest damn werewolf in creation in some ways. No doubt Toby would try to keep his cellphone with him while he ran if he could find a way to keep it attached to him. Not that it would do any good. Even if he could manage to mash the correct button to answer a call as a wolf what could he do then, howl? Still everyone had their comforts and electronic bits made her brother happy. "Gaming and computers. He is very good at all of it.”

Her companion's body went slack and she knew that he had drifted off entirely. Tavi smiled and nestled a little closer, rubbing her cheek gently against his shirt, stretching and moving her limbs until she was completely comfortable. She was not nearly as tired as Julian but she was sleepy and thanks to him she was now completely relaxed.

It wasn't long before she drifted off as well. Occasionally when she woke briefly in the night she would check on Julian and then snuggle back up close before returning to sleep.


((OOC: Out and such zzzZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzz))