The Private Academy: Lumity story

26. who said sitting on rooftops is for rebels?

"I suppose I'll change that in the morning..."

Suddenly realizing her surprisingly subtle intentions I wrap my arms around her waist, thinking I'm going in for a kiss she quietly gasps when my lips press to her neck. Pressing my hand to her stomach I push her gently onto the bed, with my thumb I slightly turn her face away and up to nibble on her neck. Retreating my hands to her sides I murmur onto her skin

"Happy birthday ami"

Before scooting my body closer to her, every connection point driving my mind un poco loco. Accidentally biting down just a little bit too hard, amity audibly and physically winces. Pressing an apologetic kiss to her lips I say worriedly

"I'm sorry... I hope I didn't hurt you too much.."

Pressing my palm roughly to my forehead, amity kisses my cheek to try and reassure me that she's okay. Lifting up my head I look at the forming bruise in the cyan light of my bonsai tree 'nightlight' thing, my face gets stuck in a guilt shrouded expression. Pulling me into a kiss my eyes shut relaxed, resting my hands on the sides of her neck I smile against her lips, every bit of sexual intimacy fades into loving affection. Sitting up still trying to keep our lips connected I pull her sideways onto my lap, my back pressed gently to the headboard. Resting my hand on her furthest thigh and my other carefully on her waist, she rests her hands on my jawline her thumbs brushing onto my cheeks. Slowly the light fades from a teal to a calming granny smith green rotating my (every blue to every green) preset. Parting from her I look over at the bruise, managing to summon a stable ring I conjure a healing spell eda taught me- or TRIED to teach me. Running my pointer and middle over the purple bruise, I watch the dark color fade out of her skin back to her fair light peachy tone. Her eyes close in comfort to my gentle touch, pressing my hands together I run my hands over the tiny, raw, uncomfortable scabs from amity's love bites those too disappearing. Pulling her back into the kiss I feel her arms wrap around my neck, my eyes open slightly to look at the opening door. Parting unwillingly from amity I look at vee, stunned at both our positions and intimacy in the doorway

"You better give me a good reason for barging into my room without knocking, or I'll give you an Indian "handshake" in point five seconds.."

Gently taking amity off me I stand in front of vee and kindly... wrap my arm around her neck, my strength pressing her down slightly. She smirks at me just daring me to try, looking over at amity I damn near die a second time at her childlike excitement at me and vee's playful sibling rivalry. Kicking out vee's legs from underneath her I trap her arms with my legs, my middle and index knuckles rub deep into her scalp, the friction making the skin slowly get hotter. She starts exclaiming in pain at the end of her laughing, patting my arm heavily she says chuckling the 'safeword' or in our wrestling case 'tap out'

"DOGFIGHT!"

Tightening the grip over her collarbone to the unfinished tap out, she looks at me annoyed

"Stop choking me-"

Pulling my arms loose I back away and can't stop from laughing, vee sighs out her last laugh before saying

"There's a stray white Persian outside and it seems to enjoy trying to get into your window- please let it in... it's yowling so loud I think I have hearing loss-"

Amity's head jerks to the soft purry mewl of the cat, immediately opening the window she says happily

"Ghost, oh my goodness! how did you get here??"

The small fuzzball bounds into amity's open arms, closing the door as vee leaves I look down then to my closet. Opening a taped shut box I pull it out, looking into it I see the very rough unfinished bat talisman I'd started when I was fourteen. Pulling out my craft board from underneath the edges I ask with a chuckle,

"Wanna help? I'm not the best at carving wood or Dremeling-"

Sitting next to me as I slip on a pair of durable dragons hide gloves eda gave me, I plug in the machine to an outlet. Using my reserved magic to create a sort of sound barrier I slip on a sanding bit, and run the bit over the glove to see if it still even works. Setting it down I hand amity a pair of protective glasses just in case, pulling my old ass neglected pair I put them on. Starting on the ears I try my best to make them look as fluffy as possible on the inside- this is going to be one fluffy bat. Asking amity to help make a broadened chest she explains how to make a sort of 'swooped' chest, but while making room for the wings and arms by running her finger along the area for the belly. Biting my tongue as I make a sort of layered chest fur pattern, I bring the bottom in to a shallow abdomen and make the legs. finishing off the wings and face, I make it so the eyes are opened and dremel indentations in a sort of aphrodite / sphynx eyeliner style. Filling those indentations with a quick dry black enamel I look at how surprisingly large they are- damn near ghost sized but three inches shorter,

"I think I'll name them... hermes- mi favorite messenger"

Grabbing the dark cherry oak staff eda had given me I connect the two together, the sound barrier giving just enough magic to bring hermes into existence. Sort of waddling off the staff they tumble awkwardly around their arms flailing every direction, holding out my hand to them they instinctually bite my finger. I don't know if this is some imprinting thing but they look more comfortable with me around them, after going vampire on my now slightly pale finger. Pushing blood back into my finger I flex it to regain my feeling to it, looking up at amity's giggling face they cock their head almost exactly like a dog, holding out her hand amity ask kindly

"Would you like to imprint on me too?"

Awkwardly flying to amity's extended hand, they hang there like a child on monkey bars and look in all directions of my room. Dusting off the craft board into my scrap art bin I put all my supplies into the closet, and sit on my bed where amity, hermes, and ghost sit comfortably. Leaning onto amity I look at my little fuzzball, who is using the wood support bars as an upside down swing. Loosing grip on the wood I catch them since eye hand / wing coordination still isn't that swell on them and probably never will be,

"Be careful there hermes.. my fluffy bitty bat- you could hurt yourself"

Setting them on my right arm they hug around my bicep, amity looks over at me. Kissing her gently I hear a chirpy sort of judgy squeak- much like a child- or teen yelling out "ewwww" to their parents when they kiss, looking at hermes I say chuckling

"If you don't like it the nook under my bed can be a useful batcave"

Gripping my arm tighter their fluffy head buries into my arm, looking at amity I remark quietly in a loving accusation

"Now where on earth did they learn that?.."

She rests tightly against me and looks into my eyes, it took me thirty minutes to realize the absolutely precious snores coming from Hermes, amity giggles quietly and says.

"I could say the same about those snores.. I guess it's genetic"

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I'm going to clarify here that hermes does not have a realistic bat form, and being luz I just imagined she'd make an anthropomorphic planti form bat with wings connected beside the shoulder blades rather than a part of the arms. So hermes is just a toy sized bat furry-
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And holy jesus- can I just mention it took me a very long while to try and make a "fitting" mashup
(more like a sequel of the two)
Of LMP and ordinary? I may be good at writing and drawing.. but good lord am I terrible at making lyrics or any form of music other than piano so yea-

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