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Fic: Open Your Eyes (Rachel/Ivy, The Hollows 3/?)
Title: Open Your Eyes
Author: Janine
Fandom: The Hollows
Pairing: Ivy/Rachel
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don’t own them.
Summary: Ivy's with Glenn and Rachel's just going to have to learn to live with that. Or is she?
Note: This story is a sequel to my fic “Burning”. You may want to read/re-read that one first before reading this, but it is not strictly necessary to in order to understand what's happening in this story.
Previous Chapters: one, two
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PART 3
I'd never touched a female body so intimately before, but to my relief I found that previous experience wasn't really necessary. Instinct guided my hands to places that made Ivy gasp and moan, and knowledge of my own body let me know what to do with my hands once they found their destination.
"Rachel," Ivy panted.
Instinct had guided my hand under her shirt to cover her breast and knowledge of myself had led me to slip my hand under the material of her bra so that my thumb could brush over the hard peak of her nipple and my fingers could pinch at the plump nub. I had been in the process of discovering just how hard I could pinch without causing her actual discomfort when she panted my name.
"More?" I asked roughly, my thumb and forefinger already squeezing slightly in anticipation of her words.
"No," Ivy breathed out, shuddering slightly beneath me.
I squeezed a little harder, ready and more than willing to move things further along when her words registered with me and my hand stilled. I breathed in deeply trying to calm my racing heart down, and I blinked a few times as I tried to get my mind to focus so that I could make sense of what Ivy had just said.
"Am," I began hesitantly, my eyebrows scrunching together in confusion, "am I hurting you?"
I was almost unable to fathom that I could be, but I had to make sure. The dating guide Ivy had given me so long ago had shown and described living vampires do things with each other and their familiars that were far more 'adventurous' shall we say, than what I was doing to Ivy and they'd sounded like they couldn't get enough of it.
A slow, sensuous smile spread across Ivy's lips at that before she murmured, "No, you're not hurting me," with more than a small touch of amusement in her voice.
I relaxed a little at her response, relieved that I hadn't inadvertently caused her pain, however my relief only last for a second.
"We just need to stop," Ivy continued a moment later, drawing back from me as much as she could with me still sitting in her lap.
"Stop?" I asked not quite able to process the meaning of the word with my hand still on her tit.
"Stop," she repeated using my distraction to reach under her shirt and gently pull my hand away from her breast.
"Okay," I finally breathed out though my body was still humming with desire. "Did I do something wro…?"
"No," Ivy interjected as she held onto the hand she had just taken out of her shirt. "You were doing a lot of things very, very right," she continued, her voice dissolving into a purr for a moment. "If we went on like that for any longer I wouldn't have been able to stop you."
"Ivy," I said lowly, my voice little more than a rasp. "I don't want to stop."
Her eyelids fluttered and a ragged breath was released from her before she opened her eyes again to look at me.
"I know," she said breathing in deeply. Another shudder ran through her body and I knew that she could smell my desire for her, that she could tell how badly I wanted not to stop. "But I do," she continued, tightening her hold on me as if she knew that my immediate response to her words would be to try and pull away. "I'm dating Matthew," she sighed a moment later, resting her forehead on my shoulder.
"Matth …" I started before I realized that she was talking about Glenn. "Glenn," I breathed out stupidly, having actually forgotten about his existence for most of the night, though as I planned my seduction of Ivy I had simply been willing myself not to think about how I was trying to steal his girlfriend from him. "Right," I said drawing the word out uncomfortably before I tried to move off of her lap again.
"Rachel, don't. Please," she said though she loosened her hold on me enough that I could break free if I really wanted to.
"I'm feeling fidgety," I admitted, squirming in her lap a little though I didn't actually move.
'Panicky' and 'uncomfortable' were two other adjectives that I could have used to describe the jittery feelings coursing through me, but 'fidgety' was the least embarrassing.
"I don't mind if you squirm," Ivy breathed out, her relief that I was still sitting in her lap clear in her voice. "Just stay."
"Okay," I murmured even though the idea of darting was still spinning around my head.
I couldn't help it really. The mention of Glenn had thrown me for a loop. I'd put him out of my mind as much as I could for the past few days since I knew that trying to win Ivy meant that I would end up screwing him over. But now that Ivy had brought him up, I couldn't pretend that my actions weren't selfish and hurtful and it was making me really anxious.
I wanted to get up. I wanted to pace. I wanted to move. But Ivy was asking me to stay, and so I would. I could do that for her. After all that she had done for me, I could do that for her.
"Sorry," I whispered still jittering though less so.
"It's okay," Ivy said gently as she stroked my thigh soothingly. "You know you don't have to worry, don't you?" she continued in the same gentle way a second later.
"Worry?" I asked avoiding her gaze.
I was acting as if I had no idea what she was talking about, but the way my gut clenched made me suspect that Ivy was right. In fact, as my stomach clenched again in an even more painful and unpleasant way, I was sure that part of my fidgety, panicky, uncomfortableness came from the fact that I was worried. I was afraid that now that Ivy had brought up Glenn's name she would remember how super-awesome-fun the dates they had together were and she would think twice about dating my shunned, broke, slower-than-an-octogenarian-driving-on-a-Sunday ass.
Because, and it really did hurt to admit this to myself, on paper Glenn was far superior to me in ever way but gingerosity. Glenn was classically handsome and gainfully employed, and if that wasn't bad enough, he had figured out that he wanted to date Ivy within a few weeks of really getting to know her while it had taken me five years to figure it out. And, on top of all that he didn't have a black aura, or demon blood, or an adrenaline addiction, there were no demons breaking into his house and he had no fear of getting bitten by and sharing blood with someone he cared about.
And I … well, I was … I was very, very ginger. So, yeah, I suppose I was a little worried.
"I'm going to break up with him," Ivy said saving me from my torturous thoughts. "I like him Rachel, but I love you," she continued, her words finally getting me to settle down in her lap. "I just need to break up with him face-to-face before we can go any further. That's why I asked you to stop."
"Face-to-face?" I asked as my brain twirled, trying to compute all of the implications of her statement.
"Yes, face-to-face. He deserves that," Ivy responded.
"But you said he's gone for three days," I pointed out.
If she waited to break up with him in person it would mean that we would have to wait three days before we could make love to each other, and the thought nearly made me hyperventilate. I'm not a crazed horn-dog by any stretch of the imagination and I've gone far, far, sadly far, longer than three days without touching someone else's nude body, but Ivy and I had just gotten together. I had just gotten my first touch of her breasts, just experienced the wonder of her lips on mine, had just heard her moan in intimate pleasure, and I wanted more of her. I wanted to touch her naked body until my hands stopped working and the thought of not being able to love her fully for three whole days made me want to cry. I'm not joking. My eyes started to burn as they welled up with unshed tears.
"I know," she breathed out before she sighed softly and glanced away from me. "But he's been a good friend to me, Rachel and I'd like for him not to completely hate my guts after this. I can't break up with him over the phone."
I breathed in and out deeply as the words left her lips, but lifted my hand to stroke her cheek to take any thing out of my exhalation. My desire to touch her and make love to her didn't allow me to be thrilled about her statement, but I did understand it. Glenn was a good guy, and he deserved better than the situation we all found ourselves in allowed for. My glacially slow self-realization process had ensured that Glenn would be hurt, but if we could lessen the sting of the blow then we owed that to him – no matter how horny we were.
"Okay," I sighed, trailing my fingers down her neck. "Okay," I repeated, letting out a little breath and finally relaxing back into her.
Ivy's sense of honor was one of the things I loved and respected most about her and I had learned the dangers of trying to make her change a fundamental part of who she was the hard way.
It was not a mistake that I wanted to repeat.
I knew that I could have convinced her to give in to my desires and hers, but I also knew that would ultimately do more harm than good. I was pretty good at rationalizing away my less than noble actions, but Ivy didn't operate the same as I did. What I could justify and sweep under the carpet of my conscience would plague and torture Ivy. It was not as easy for her to forgive herself her faults as it was for me to forgive myself mine and I had already put her through more than enough emotional turmoil.
"You're upset," Ivy whispered, her body tensing beneath me.
"I'm not upset," I said immediately, stopping her before she could begin to beat herself up for being a good person and doing the right thing. "I like that you're honorable," I continued before brushing my lips across her forehead. "I'm just," I shifted on her lap uncomfortably, my thighs momentarily squeezing together as my cheeks flushed, "you know," I concluded not wanting to have to say it out loud.
"Believe me, I know," Ivy said in a voice that was rough with arrested desire.
A thin ring of brown had returned to her eyes as she spoke but they were still mostly inky and the desire that was still thrumming through her burned deeply in her eyes. Seeing my own longing mirrored in Ivy's eyes made me feel better about having to stop, and though my body was still strumming with arousal I felt a sense of peace and contentment when I slipped off of her lap.
"So," I drawled, trying to gather by wits about me and move back into date-mode after having been in 'gotta-get-some, gotta-get-some-now' mode for the last twenty minutes. "I guess we're at the 'quiet evening in' part of the night."
Ivy leaned back in her chair like a sleepy jungle cat, though her still dark eyes were alert as they focused on me.
"What did you have in mind?" she asked in a way that really, really, really made me wish I could suggest naked twister in her bed without tarnishing her honor.
"DVDs," I responded.
Lucky for me I had thought that my seduction of Ivy would take longer than it had which meant that I already had a series of activities planned. This meant that I didn't have to worry about formulating a plan for how to spend the rest of the evening and that was a good thing because my brain was largely occupied trying to banish the visuals of playing naked twister with Ivy from my mind.
"I picked up some we can choose from. And not one of them was made by Disney or Pixar," I continued smiling.
Jenks' children owned the television most nights and I imagined that Ivy was longing to watch something that didn't have cartoon characters as much as I was.
"Sold," Ivy declared.
She rose from her chair gracefully and then chivalrously held her hand out to me. I gratefully accepted and then hand-in-hand we made our way towards the living room to begin our quiet evening in.
To be continued …
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I love her :)
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Basically, Ivy is bad ass and adorable and I want to hug her...and, you know, fuck her.
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Yours, mine and like every Ravy fans, lol! It's cause she's super awesome amazing sensitive hot as hell and, of course, dreamy.
if I were Rachel I would be in a constant gotta-get-some mood too. But then again, if I were Rachel I wouldn't actively treat Ivy like shit either.
LOL! So much word to this. It's like we all want Ivy so bad and Rachel could have her any time, any place, any way, and Rachel's all like "eh, I don't know. I'll just screw your ex-boyfriend while I decide ... and any other random person because ITS COMPLICATED WAH WAH WAH" Ugh, Rachel.
Basically, Ivy is bad ass and adorable and I want to hug her...and, you know, fuck her.
My feelings about Ivy exactly :D
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Fuck it. Whatever. Ivy is still adorable and dreamy and walking sex and mysterious and vulnerable all wrapped into one tall, dark and beautiful vampire. And Rachel is still a dumbass ginger who can sometimes get a clue but most of the time doesn't know her elbow from her ass.
[no offense to gingers. especially if you are one]
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lol Love Rachel's awkward discomfort when Glenn was mentioned. And you're spot on about the way they deal with guilt: Rachel ignores and Ivy wallows.
Awesome, I've been waiting for my fix of this fic for way too long :P jk
Now I must try to study and sweep images of Ivy playing naked twister out of my head...
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LOL! Oh god, if I'd thought of it I would have had Rachel consider this in the chapter. That's perfect.
Love Rachel's awkward discomfort when Glenn was mentioned.
:D It's like, Glenn would never stop her, but you know how Rachel likes to angst for five seconds before she goes right ahead and does what she wants to anyway.
And you're spot on about the way they deal with guilt: Rachel ignores and Ivy wallows.
*nods* My poor baby Ivy. She takes everything so personally. At least in this fic she'll get snuggles and eventually sexin for her trouble.
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"I'm just," I shifted on her lap uncomfortably, my thighs momentarily squeezing together as my cheeks flushed, "you know,"
Best. Line. Ever. I have to say that as much as I'm a fan of Ivy and that anything and everything that the vampire does sends me into a fit of "I wanna go in the books and make Ivy moan!", this line definitely had me thinking that I'd be jumping on the witch and ripping her freaking clothes off. *ahem* In other words the imagery created was quite effective and the choice of words was particularly interesting...
At the risk of sounding like a screaming, hysterical fangirl of your work, I'm so happy that you're writing Ivy/Rachel again...it always makes my day when I see that another fic's been posted by you.
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It's all part of my 'punish Rachel' plan for this fic. I mean, in the end she's gonna get to sex Ivy, so she's not gonna be punished too badly, but she can damn well wait for a while. Ivy's been waiting for like two effing years, so I think she'll be able to handle the three days without too much discomfort unlike Rachel who'll be salivating from afar (well, actually close by, really close by).
this line definitely had me thinking that I'd be jumping on the witch and ripping her freaking clothes off. *ahem*
lol. Rachel can be really hot when she's not acting like a stupid, selfish asshole ... which means Rachel's only hot very, very sporadically lol. In fic however, her numbers go way up ;)
At the risk of sounding like a screaming, hysterical fangirl of your work, I'm so happy that you're writing Ivy/Rachel again
Thanks so much. That's really nice to hear. And it also makes me want to get my ass typing working on the next part of the story!
guh...
Oh. Umm.. sorry. It took me a while to recover from the mental image that the words "naked twister" and "Ivy" brought to mind. Anyway! Aww. Reading this just reminds me of why I love Ivy so much. Tamwood, you dreamy bad ass... <3
Re: guh...
Heh. Imagine how long it took me to type like the last few paragraphs of this chapter with that image in my mind and omg I'm thinking about it again now and ... .... .... .... ....
I'm back.
Tamwood, you dreamy bad ass... <3
She really is the dreamiest.
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Wonderful chapter!!! I'm never disappointed!
BTW I think I found a great Ravy song (from Rachel's pov):
Whataya want from me by Adam Lambert
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VQpSJ1cocVw
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Word. It's like Ivy had to respond to Rachel declaration and make her intentions known as well, but screwing around behind Glenn's back would be kind of low. Not my Ivy, uh uh, she's a lady. Rachel totes doesn't really care though, lol.
BTW I think I found a great Ravy song (from Rachel's pov):
Whataya want from me by Adam Lambert
I love this song, and I hadn't thought about it before but it is a total Rachel song.
Also *out of left field* I found Adam Lambert really really attractive in that video.
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Also *out of left field* I found Adam Lambert really really attractive in that video.
Adam Lambert is really good looking! I love him most in the Details magazine photoshoot. http://i127.photobucket.com/albums/p150/sf_ebay/AMA/adam-lambert-details-magazine-04.jpg
Plus I think the girl version of him would be REALLY hot!!
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PREACH! I honestly do not know how they are not together in the books (actually I know, it's called cock-blocking, but still it makes no sense).
I'm so not gonna buy the 7th book,it's painful for me to read even....Is there and chance that cockblock ever gonna let these two get together or what?
Don't buy it. It is a frustrating, aggravating read. Do not support the dreck. Just borrow it from the library or read it at a bookstore or something.
And because I'm all "down with cock-block" right now, I have to say that I doubt Rachel and Ivy are going to end up together. In fact, despite the fact that Rachel sleeps with everyone she thinks is bad for her, I'm gonna bet that Ivy never gets to tap that, not even once. But then again, I'm very irritated with how the series is going so my opinion is very biased and influence by the endless pain Cock Block has put me through.
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This was at the same time so funny, sad, endearing--which describes the whole fic. They are now spending snuggly time together for 3 days not having sex? That's not very smart. I don't see that happening. D: Nobody has that good of a self control. But I appreciate the effort, and empathize for the moral depression that will be caused by the failure.
Pff, it's like we've been all living on the fumes of the first books for so long. It's a testament for the fandom to endure this long on this little. Oh, how good it could have been.
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*nods* I am pleased to hear this.
They are now spending snuggly time together for 3 days not having sex? That's not very smart. I don't see that happening. D:
Well, one day has already gone by so basically they just need to make it through one night and two days. I think they can do it. Lord knows Ivy's been dealing with constant sexual frustration for 2 years, I think she can hold out ;) Rachel is gonna be a mess by the end of it though (but these pleases me because I want Rachel to suffer a little).
Pff, it's like we've been all living on the fumes of the first books for so long. It's a testament for the fandom to endure this long on this little.
So true, so true.
Oh, how good it could have been.
I mourn the possibilities as well. I imagine how epic and Ravy-ific that 6th book would have been without the extension deal, and then I think about what it would have been like to be able to recommend this series without hesitation to everyone forever and I get teary eyed. Now, I just want to spare people the pain of it all. *sigh*
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*squints eyes* Rachel? Rachel Marianna Morgan, is that you?
LOL.
Honestly, I'm gonna enjoy making Rachel squirm, literally, for a little while.
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Sigh, I'm sure you'll be making me squirm as well. Hopefully not too long though, 'cause I don't wanna be in the same boat as a frustrated Rachel. Could be dangerous. :P
hotter than hell!!!!
As much as I loooooove that honorable Ivy (my knight in white armor <3 *sigh*)as Rachel, I would go completely nuts! Three days? That´s cruel Ivy, and you know it! XP
However, anticipation will make the sex so much more awesome (if that´s even possible)!And you know what we´re all waiting for... o.Ô
Love your story (and Ivy of course), hope to hear soon more from my favorite couple!
Re: hotter than hell!!!!
LOL! To be honest, I want Rachel to suffer. The first story "Burning" was written expressively because I wanted to make Rachel suffer and feel just a little bit of the despair she's put Ivy through. But of course because I love Ravy, they're gonna end up together, but Rachel's gonna be taking a few cold showers. Ivy of course has has two years to learn how to deal with Rachel induced sexual frustration, so this should be a relative cake-walk for my bb.
However, anticipation will make the sex so much more awesome
*starts to sweat* No pressure, right? lol
I'm glad you enjoying the story, thanks so much for commenting :D
Re: hotter than hell!!!!
And in the end, it´s so much more fun to see, that actually this time, Ivy has all the control! =)
This way, everything will happen in the right pace and there won´t be that much problems like when Rachel takes the lead XD
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Ivy is hotter than a thousand suns, but her doing the honorable thing? *melt* It was so unexpected but at the same time exactly the kind of thing she'd do.
You captured Ivy and Rachel perfectly! It's going to be fun, watching Ivy call the shots and Rachel being on the "wanting but can't have" side of things for awhile. ;)
Thanks for adding such a sweet and much-needed dose of Ravy to my (long, boring and blah) day!
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lol
Poor Glenn. It may not exactly come as a surprise but losing Ivy could never be an easy thing.
This is it exactly. Glenn will not have the nerve to pretend he's surprised by Ravy happening, because well nobody would be surprised by Ravy happening. But it'll still sting, cause it's Ivy and she's wicked cool and mega hot.
It was so unexpected but at the same time exactly the kind of thing she'd do.
She is a warrior, a scholar and a lady. In a word, she is perfection.
It's going to be fun, watching Ivy call the shots and Rachel being on the "wanting but can't have" side of things for awhile. ;)
Ivy's definitely going to have some fun teasing Rachel. I've got some nice cock-blocks in place for Rachel. I hope she likes cold showers, lol
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"Ivy," I said lowly, my voice little more than a rasp. "I don't want to stop."
Her eyelids fluttered and a ragged breath was released from her before she opened her eyes again to look at me.
Ivy’s happy place FTMFW!
I'm not a crazed horn-dog by any stretch of the imagination
Ivy is so MFing dreamy, like Sir Galahad or a Jane Austen character if Austen wrote vampire novels and was girl-gay. But it's gonna be a looong three days of Ivy licking lollipops and eating things with chopsticks, isn't it?
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I know! Ivy's happy sounds FTW as well. Hell, just Ivy FTW!
Secondly, I fucking love that picture. Right-click, save!
Ivy is so MFing dreamy, like Sir Galahad or a Jane Austen character if Austen wrote vampire novels and was girl-gay
LOL. It's funny cause it's true.
But it's gonna be a looong three days of Ivy licking lollipops and eating things with chopsticks, isn't it?
Pretty much :D Hee. Torturing Rachel is fun!
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I swear..If I found someone like Ivy..It'd be a constant swoon-fest. Hahaaa.