[Fic] Compatible (Vivian/Stephen, PG-13)

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Compatible
500+ | nongender!Vivian/Stephen | PG-13

unbeta'ed; kink_bingo: bites/bruises

trigger warning for vague (past) mentions of sexual assault, child sexual abuse

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Vivian and Stephen have an understanding. They work because of it. Vivian has always felt other and strange, and when the leopard came to hir, it was exactly right. The breasts and cunt remained, but in hir mind, there is nothing but the leopard and the person. The clothing is light, feminine, because it is hard to find proper clothes that are not light and feminine for hir frame. For a long time, Vivian is sure that Stephen only sees the leopard when they move in together, when they claw at each other in sex.

Stephen cannot abide full sexual contact. It turns his stomach. On stage, he can promise sex and everythng that comes with that. He can make a woman believe that he wants nothing more than to bury himself into a human body and make her writhe for him.

But when they are together, Stephen understands that Vivian often does not want to be reminded of hir cunt. Only at the rarest of moments does Vivian like the pressure on hir clit and the rush of an orgasm. There have been many years to practice pleasure and know ways to find it that have nothing to do with sex organs.

When they first began this, when they would bite each other and sometimes blood would well in the wounds, Stephen would ask about the old pard, when Gabriel was in charge. “Is this because of what happened?”

Vivian shook hir head. “No, before that. I just... always.” Ze shivers at the memories of what Gabriel did, what the vampires made hir do, the wererat on hir, in hir. “Though that never helped.”

There is a tape of them, from Raina, with Vivian biting Stephen so hard that he bled freely from the wounds and ze lapped at the blood. It was the first night that they saw each other and understood that they both could like this, if they were alone with it.

Ze bites his shoulder now, because if they are going to talk about this, his father will come up. Vivian knows Stephen’s hatred of sex, his fear of liking it too much, comes from that man. Ze does not want to make him shiver with remembered fear. There are worse things.

Instead, ze pulls him close, sucking on that skin until ze knows it will bruise. Vivian is not strong enough in the pard to make a bruise stay through the night, so Stephen has to cover the mark at work tomorrow.

Stephen smiles and shudders against hir. Ze presses hir finger against the mark, making him shiver again. “I love you,” Vivian says, because it is finally true. Before they were enjoying the understanding, the fact that neither of them would push, but now things have changed.

He smiles and turns to kiss hir, soft, and then biting because Vivian likes the game reversed. He is no stronger a wolf than she is a leopard, but he’s just bigger enough that he’s able to change their positions without hir help. “I know,” he says.

Ze smacks his shoulder. “No Star Wars in bed,” Vivian commands, and that makes Stephen laugh harder.