Empty, Need a High [Blair] TW/CW

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**SUPER TW/CW!!!!!!**
**Basically Maria is off her leash. I will try to censor her... but this is your only warning. **


November 15th, 2025
@blair

Maria was just so... so angry. Rhys had up and disappeared. No word, nothing. Perhaps he was still angry with her, since finding out about her.... extracurricular activities. He should get fucking over it. He didn't have a right to be angry at her for that. It wasn't like she was his or anything. No, they were just sex. No promises, no connections, no feelings. Just sex. And yet? Since he'd stopped responded on his phone, she'd just felt so angry... All the time. It was like she was fiendfyre, nothing able to satisfy the flames and nothing able to put them out either. She didn't even understand why his disappearance made her so angry, and that only seemed to make her even angrier. She hated these goddamn feelings, hated not understanding them. So, she'd been trying to find an outlet. Something, anything, to get her mind off him. Fuck him, he wanted to forget about her? Well she'd fucking forget about him too. There were other people she could get what she wanted from. She didn't need him.

So, somehow, Maria had found her way to Blair. Blair was interesting. The other girl definitely wasn't as experienced as Maria, and it meant Maria could take full advantage of her. Do whatever she wanted. The shock of someone that wasn't familiar with her aggressive was sometimes a welcome relief, because sometimes she just wanted to shock people. To make them uncomfortable, but also unable to tell her no. It was extremely toxic and volatile, Maria knew that. But she didn't give a damn. Fuck being nice. Fuck trying to be something she wasn't. She was cruel, harsh, and dangerous. No fake smiles, no pretending to care about anyone other then herself. No, she wanted to just take, and take, and take, until everything around her was reduced to ashes in her wake. 

They'd gone to Blair's place. While Maria's was more private, she hated the reminder of her place right now. Because it fucking smelled like his cologne and that made her want to set the bed on fire. And the walls. And the floor. You know what, she wanted to set the entire building ablaze and just watch it all burn. 

Blair had show Maria to the room then stepped out for a minute, which didn't help how riled up Maria already was. She tossed the window open and leaned out, taking a drag on a cigarette and blowing the smoke into the window. The nicotine in the cigarette barely helped her seething temper, but it was at least something to focus on.

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TW/CW: Reference to suicidal ideation; NSFW content ahead

November 15, 2025

Living with multiple other people, including one's ex-girlfriend, probably wasn't the best circumstances under which to bring a hook-up back to one's flat, but Maria had been adamant that the last place that they were going to go would be hers, which left the more voyeuristic approach or the risk that Whiskey would find out that there was someone else in the picture. Things weren't serious between her and Maria in the way that they had been with Whiskey. It was casual, yet it was also intense, and Blair had wanted to make sure that her walls were as soundproof as possible. It was that kind of thing.

Blair trusted Maria, but she didn't know if it would be the best idea to leave her alone for very long. She seemed to want to get her mind off of something else—someone else. She knew better than to ask for exact details, but she didn't need them, either. After ensuring that nothing that they did would be heard from outside of her bedroom, for which Blair was very grateful that magic was a thing that existed in her life, she walked back into her bedroom and locked the door. She didn't want her flatmates to get the wrong idea if they heard that things were too quiet in there, either.

It was the first time that she had brought Maria to either of the places she'd lived since she'd met her, and she didn't really know how Maria would take it. She didn't really seem to care, though, and maybe that was for the better; she was smoking a cigarette out the window when Blair re-entered.

"You're not thinking of jumping, are you?" she checked, just to make sure.

@maria

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November 15th, 2025
@blair

Waiting was excruciating. Maria was not a patient person, even on her best days. Currently, what little self control and patience she had had dwindled to near nothing. She felt like a tiger that had been locked in a cage to long and been poked and prodded until it finally went insane, unable to attack whatever was agitating it. Because she couldn't take this anger out on the person responsible. She inhaled deeply, the burning of the cigarette smoke deep in her chest, then exhaled. She wished the burning would last longer. She'd actually been starting to consider burning herself, just to feel something other then this raw rage. Anything would be better. Was this how werewolves felt during the full moon, with nothing near? She'd heard that many werewolves resorted to inflicting injuries upon themselves when transformed if they weren't on the wolfsbane potion and they were confined. That it just drove the wolf mind insane. Ugh, and that train of that had just brought him back to her mind and she crushed the cigarette in her hand, not caring at how it burned her palm. It was a welcome relief. Pain, instead of anger.

Blair happened to enter then, asking if she was thinking of jumping. Maria scoffed. She was too much of a narcissist to kill herself. Even she was willing to admit that. She didn't respond yet though, instead opening her hand to reveal the crushed cigarette, and dropped it out the window. "Pushing someone actually," she answered seriously. She pushed away from the window sill and slammed the window shut. She didn't care about how loud it had been. Didn't care if anyone heard her.

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November 15, 2025

Maria had crushed her cigarette in her hand and dropped it out the window. If Blair hadn't already seen her throw fireballs before, she would have been more taken aback by it and more worried that she'd injured herself. She wasn't thinking of jumping from the window, thank Merlin. The response that she did give wasn't much better, all things considered, because she said that she wanted to push someone out of it. Maria stopped herself from whatever was tempting her to do that, though, and slammed the window shut again.

"That guy from the Memorial Relief Fund thing again?" Blair took a guess, moving over to where Maria stood by the window. There wasn't a ton of space, but there was enough. Whatever it was that had Maria so pissed off at someone, they weren't there now.

"It's just us here." Blair breathed out. She didn't actually know if any of her flatmates were around, but they wouldn't have been able to hear their conversation anyway. Still, she reached her hand out towards Maria. "It's okay, babe," she assured her, swallowing a little. She hadn't really used pet names with Maria before, but it was too late for that, and it didn't feel wrong coming from her lips. "Come here."

@maria

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November 15th, 2025
@blair

Blair's question actually was a viable distraction. For a moment Maria actually looked like she was actually considering it, as if the words had been a suggestion and not a question. As if she was so angry that she was, actually, considering homicide. No one would be surprised. They'd called her crazy her whole life. Well if they wanted crazy she'd show them fucking crazy.

Blair was close. Maria hadn't looked at her, but she found feel her heat. Her breath. It almost seemed to anger Maria more, because she wanted it. Something she wanted desperately was within striking distance. Something warm, something alive. Something that could make her stop feeling what she was feeling and feel something else. Anything else. Something she could take this rage out on. There was a split moment where Maria almost seemed to forget that Blair was a person at all.

Maria didn't move though, not yet, the reminder that it was just them didn't seem to satisfy her, nor did the reassurance that "it's okay". No, it wasn't. Nothing was fucking okay. This whole world needed to be set on fire. It was those final words, the come here, that finally seemed to return Maria from her angry and vengeful thoughts. Maria sharply turned away from the window and towards Blair. She swatted Blair's hand away and slammed her lips against Blairs. Her hands moving to the back of Blair's neck as if to pull her even closer, or block her escape. No, Maria didn't want comfort. Didn't want to be coddled, or soothed. The rage inside her was too hot. There was no calming down. There was only taking, and destroying anything in her path that wouldn't submit to her, including Blair.

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November 15, 2025

In an instant, Maria had swatted away her hands and gone directly for her lips, pulling her into a kiss for which Blair had had no time at all to prepare. It was so sudden as to be almost painful, and she felt herself gasping against Maria's touch. She was completely at her mercy but in her own bedroom rather than Maria's, which was strange to her.

It was strange, but she wasn't against the feeling. Maria's nails were against the back of her neck, and she could taste the cigarette that Maria had just finished, crushed, and discarded without a thought. It tasted good; she tasted good, the taste of her tongue again.

Blair moved her arms so that they weren't in the way. She was embracing Maria more, but her touch was nowhere near as tight a grasp as Maria had on her. No matter what she did, she might as well have been an angel.

@maria

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November 15th, 2025
@blair

Blair's gasp almost seemed to motivate Maria. Yes, that was exactly what she wanted. That surprise. But it wasn't enough. The only annoying this was that Blair kept trying to touch her. Not that Maria didn't like being touched. Loved it, actually. But right now she just wanted total dominance. Power over Blair, control. Maria bit Blair's lip, hard, but not hard enough to make her bleed, though that wouldn't have stopped Maria at this point.

The more Blair tried to touch her, the more frustrated it made Maria. She broke the kiss only so she could grab Blair's hands, pulled her to the bed, and push her, quite roughly onto it. Maria immediately climbed onto the bed after her, swinging a leg over Blair's waist the straddle her. She didn't stop there though. She grabbed both Blair's hands, and pinned them on the bed above Blair's head. She met Blair's gaze, her eyes intense with desire and anger. "Don't touch me," she demanded, her voice heavy with both intent and anger. It almost sounded like she was threatening to tie them up if Blair didn't listen. … hey, Maria wasn't above bondage.

She released Blair's wrists after one final and hard squeeze. She forcefully kissed Blair again, as if trying to draw out that sound again. That gasp of surprise.

(Permission to treat Blair like a ragdoll was approved by Audrey XD)

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November 15, 2025

It was obvious what Maria wanted. They had been through this before. Blair hadn't said no to her, and she wasn't going to say no to her just then, either. It was odd to be on her own bed but slightly comforting; it was also the first bed that she had purchased with her own money, not that that was something that she needed to raise in conversation at that moment. She didn't have time to think, nor did she have time to speak. Maria had complete control over her, and she didn't mind.

"Don't touch me," Maria ordered, to which she readily complied. She couldn't have moved her arms anyway, not when they were being held above her head, Maria's grasp keeping her wrists together.

Maria let go, and Blair didn't move her hands from the position in which they had been left. "I won't," she promised, just before she felt Maria's lips against hers. Again, she had no warning, and she gasped for air, eyes closing lightly as she leaned back against the bed.

@maria

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November 15th, 2025
@blair

Maria pushed even harder into the kiss as Blair gasped. It wasn't enough. Once, twice... Wasn't enough. She wanted Blair to be begging, pleading. For more, or for Maria to stop. She didn't care which at this moment. The first night, Maria had made Blair pick a safe word, to make Maria stop if things ever did go that far. And tonight Maria was determined not to stop for anything aside from that word. Because right now she needed to hear the desperation, and she would push Blair until she got it.

Maria's hands moved to Blair's waist, roughly grabbing them and digging her nails in. This time Maria was actually trying to hurt Blair, to make her bleed at least a little. To draw out that sound again. To ensure she heard it though, Maria broke the rough kiss and moved to Blair's neck, roughly running her teeth against the tender skin. Oh, Maria was really out to hurt Blair tonight. As if to make her hurt at least a fraction of the way Maria hurt. To make someone feel what she was feeling.

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November 15, 2025

Blair groaned a little as Maria continued, though she couldn't tell if it was in pleasure or in pain. Maria's nails dug into her waist, and Blair was both mildly surprised that they were still so long and turned on by it. Her teeth began to move down her neck instead, at which point Blair took in a breath of air while she had the opportunity to breathe and then exhaled it softly.

It was rough, but at least what she was experiencing was controlled. she and Maria had agreed upon a safe word that she would use if things got to be too unbearable for her. Part of that was only because the trauma of being mugged was still fresh in her memory, though she was in a familiar place and not on a dark street. No one was trying to steal anything from her in that way.

"F**k," Blair breathed again. It hurt, but it made her feel something exhilarating, too.

@maria

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November 15th, 2025
@blair

Maria was getting the exact reaction she wanted. That confusion between pleasure and pain. It drove her to keep going, her hands roughly moving to the small of Blair's waist. There was nothing loving about her touch tonight. It was just raw passion. Control and dominance over another person. Forcing them to bend to her will. Breaking them. Making someone else be broken, and not just her. Because god dammit, Maria was so very broken. She wanted to drag someone down to her level so that she wouldn't feel so desperate for his attention. To convince herself that she didn't need him.

She pulled away just a touch as Blair spoke, sitting up and gazing down at Blair in a moment of silence, as if trying to figure out how to make it happen again. She reached out, delicately resting her hand on Blair's check, then running her fingers down her neck.... down the the collar of Blair's shirt. That's when the anger was back and she almost hissed. Such a nuisance. "Take it off." She leaned back a little more, moving her hands away so that Blair could remove the annoying clothing article before Maria ripped it off...

(We can fade whenever hahah.)

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November 15, 2025

For a brief moment, Maria's touch was almost tender again, though Blair should have known better than to think that it would last for any longer than a moment or two. A few seconds, that was it. A shiver ran down her spine along with the movement of Maria's fingers, though the fact that she was still clothed seemed to be more of a problem for Maria than it was for her, seeing as she urged her to remove her shirt.

Blair moved her arms, which had begun to feel a little numb from the position in which she had continued to hold them, to grab the hem of her shirt. She lifted herself up off of the bed a little bit so that she could actually remove the garment instead of lying there and struggling with it unnecessarily. Something told her that Maria didn't have that sort of patience.

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With her shirt back on again some time later, Blair was grateful that she had enchanted things to stay quiet, at least for her flatmates' sakes. They hadn't needed to hear anything of what she had been doing, although things had become relatively tame since. Seated on the edge of her bed, she had grabbed a pack of cigarettes and had only just pulled one out for herself before offering it over to Maria. "You want one?"

@maria

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November 15th, 2025
@blair

Maria had been a ruthless lover. Done things that had definitely pushed a few boundaries. But in the end, Blair had never used the safe word. Maria wasn't sure if she was happy about that. There was that part of her that was angry that she hadn't been able to push Blair over the edge, but she was also grateful because it meant she didn't have to prematurely stop. She could just take all the anger and frustration out on Blair. Cruelly satisfying both of them. It had been a while since Maria had pushed herself, and someone else that far. The last time had been with -

No, she wasn't going to think of him again. She'd just spent all that time trying to forget him. While Blair had stumbled back into her clothes, Maria had only deigned necessary to put her bra and underwear back on. IT was a shame really, not being able to see all those glorious bruises start to color all over Blair's body. But she knew they were there, regardless if she could see them or not. While Blair might not feel it yet, Blair was going to be hurting for days. Also quite intentional on Maria's part. She wanted to make sure that Blair would remember what she'd done. It was a sick pleasure, but one Maria relished. Knowing that she was the source of it. She leaned against the headboard, running a hand through her damp hair, when Blair offered a cigarette. "Mmhmm." She reached out to accept the cigarette, not quite able to muster up a fully verbal response quite yet. She held the cigarette in one hand above her other hand. The free hand was palm up and flicker of flame appeared in her palm. She lit the cigarette with the flame, then held er hand a little higher, to let Blair light a second, if she chose. Being able to create fire really was a useful skill in situations like this.

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November 15, 2025

Giving her an affirmative response that was verbal but wasn't entirely speech, Maria took the cigarette from her. Instead of asking her for a light, as most other people might have, she lit her own cigarette directly with the palm of her hand, and Blair noticed that she had moved it so that she could light it, too. It was strange to know that Maria could conjure fire so easily. It fascinated her in general—fire, that was—although Maria undoubtedly fascinated her, too. She wouldn't have spent so much time around her if she hadn't been drawn in by her from the start.

Blair's eyes darted from the flame that lit Maria's cigarette as it licked at the end of the cigarette itself, and she proceeded to hold her own cigarette up to Maria's hand as though it were a lighter or the tip of a wand, the latter being her usual preference. "You never mentioned how you can do that," Blair noted, a small smile upon her lips. It was as quick as anyone else might have snapped their fingers, wandless and non-verbal.

@maria

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November 15th, 2025
@blair

The question wasn't unexpected. It wasn't exactly normal for a witch to be able to just create fire like this. With magic yeah. A spell, a wand. But just with a thought? Maria didn't answer immediately. Once both cigarettes were lit she closed her hand, the flame extinguishing. She took a long drag on the cigarette, head tilted back to the ceiling and staring aimlessly as she breathed out the smoke.

Only once the smoke had left her lungs did she speak. "It's because I'm half Veela," she answered casually. Veelas could create fire, just like Maria. But, that's what made Maria unusual. She'd never met or heard of another Part Veela that could create fire. It wasn't something that part Veelas inherited. She didn't know why she was different. What had made her special in that way. But, by now it had become a part of her. The fire. "Don't really know how. I just think it and -" she opened her hand and the fire reignited, as if to demonstrate. The fire extinguished after a moment and she dropped her hand to the bed, taking another drag on the cigarette.