After the raid.
Simon opened his eyes. He was lying in a hospital bed, dressed in a hospital gown. He reached up and touched his face. The skin felt healed. Looking down at the rest of him, Simon saw that he recovered from the sun exposure quickly. Pulling the covers off, he slipped out of the bed and walked to the bathroom mirror, turning on the light as he entered. The reflection in the mirror gave him a sigh of relief. His gown said Duibne Industries. He was in their medical facility.
The room was large and private with a full bath and 2 doors. A private entrance and the hospital entrance. The hospital door opened and someone called out.
'Mr. Huntington?'
'In here,' he replied.
'I need to check your vitals. Are you alright?'
He looked back at the mirror and smiled. Turning he exited the bathroom and saw the older nurse standing in her uniform and nurse's cap. He didn't think they wore those anymore. Climbing back into bed, he rubbed his eyes and laughed.
'What's so funny, Mr. Huntington?'
He looked down at the bed covers as the nurse wrapped the blood pressure cuff around his arm. 'I just had one of those days.'
'Really, love?'
Simon froze. The voice had changed and it was a painfully familiar one. The blood pressure cuff on his arm became increasingly tight. He swallowed hard and looked up into the face of the nurse.
With a blood shot green eye and disfigured, burned face, Ellis gave him a smile and said, 'I loved you too, Simon.'
Great, she didn’t even have the withdrawal excuse and she was stumbling around.
Stupid smile.
Rolling her eyes as she headed out, she turned sharply when Kyle called, mentally cursing the way he was leaning against the doorframe and looking in need of more walks around the room with his arm draped over her shoulders and sponge baths and…
His comment erased that thought like a record needle skipping and she gave a snort before bringing her hand up in a one fingered salute.
As if she would ever wear a skirt.
She was sure to tell the nurses that Evans was ill behaved and may need to be beaten liberally to be kept in line, and resisted the urge to knock their heads together at the knowing glances they shared.
/ooc Nova out
Well, assuming they did. She liked him and hoped he wouldn't do anything stupid.
Carol was still quite a ways away from Simon's room. Closer to Kyle's part of the wing actually. It had been several hours since she last saw Simon, so she decided to make another trek out to him to see if he was better. For her stomach's sake, she hoped he was.
Pushing off from the counter, she walked leisurely in her black combat boots and sheer appropriately placed daisy covered shift. Her hair done in pig tails, she tentatively turned peek around the corner to his part of the wing.
She looked around. No pain.
'Ok,' she said to herself and walked down the hallway leading to the other nursing station. She stopped as she got to it, still another 30 or so feet away from his door.
Carol looked at the nurses who looked back at Carol.
'Ok,' she said again and walked up to his door. She touched her tummy and didn't feel anything too bad. Kinda like a bad whopper but nothing horrific.
Carol pushed open the door with a knock.
'Hi.' He said, giving her an easy grin. He once again almost dropped her when she jumped on him.
'Did you need to go out and feed?' How easy the notion of vampires feeding had come to her. Although watching one feed could be quite horrific, especially if it wasn't consentual, but she had gotten used to the idea quite quickly. Hell, she had been someone's snack.
She ran her hands up his chest, sliding them under his jacket. His chest felt warm and strong. He had no idea how happy it made her to see him as right as rain. He was looking at her, not saying anything but he had a happy smirk on his face. She curled up in between his legs as he sat on the bed and was eye level. Carol leaned forward and kissed him softly on the lips.
'I should, before returning to the Domicile at least.'
When she put her hands on his chest, he sighed happily. He ran his hands down her back and he squeezed her bottom gently as she kissed him.
[I've missed you.]
And that was an understatement. They hadn't spoken privately in what seemed like forever. It felt like years had gone by since the raid. He mentally pushed that thought away and enjoyed the beautiful little pixie in his arms. Simon deepened their kiss, teasing her lips open with his tongue. Carol slid her arms up all the way and was running her fingers through his hair, giving him goosebumps. He pulled her closer to him with his hands cupped around her bottom. It wasn't long before their kisses were deep and hungry.
Carol dismissed the image and concentrated more on Simon's hands which were pressing her closer to him. He ran his hands up her back and she made a small aching noise that seemed to encourage him. Suddenly his hands were sliding up under her dress and the warmth of his hands sent her into a frenzy. Carol ran her tongue along his and gently bit his bottom lip. She leaned back in for more when suddenly her tongue felt the tip of his fang.
His reaction was most unusual.
'Carol,' his voice ached and Carol blinked in reaction, 'don't...do that.' He picked her up gently and pulled her onto the bed, rolling over her. He pushed up her dress and dipped down low, running his tongue down her exposed belly. Then Simon stood up, much to Carol's surprise and took a step back. He reached behind and locked the door.
((ooc no they didn't do it at the beach house! HA HA!))
They kissed till their lips were raw that night at the beach house, but both mutually agreed that things couldn't progress any further till things had been settled. Not just for the moment, but for the rest of their lives. Simon had made promises that night and he kept them. My god she loved this man, loved him loved him loved him.
Especially when he ran his tongue down her stomach and gave her a look that threatened to tear her asunder only to be punctuated by the click of the door lock.
Carol laid back on the bed and raised her hands yelling, 'THANK YOU GOD! YES!'
He slipped in between her legs and lowered himself onto of her. The bottom of her very short slip dress was just under her breasts, so he helped himself to the flat part of her stomach, kissing and nibbling her skin. Her hands came down and started to run through his hair again, causing shivers down his spine. He climbed further on top of her and the bed. She reached down and pulled the rest of her slip off.
Simon stopped and just looked at her body. Carol was still at that age to where a bra was a courtesy, not a necessity and her little bit of thong almost made him whimper. He lowered his mouth down to the softness between her breasts and kissed her skin, nuzzling it softly and on occasion, raking his fang across it. She'd sigh deeply and purr when he did it. He slowly but surely made it across her unbelievably ample breasts to a nipple and proceeded to assault it, again using his fangs, nibbling softly.
Simon was fairly sure Carol liked it.
His other hand came up and caressed the neglected breast. He began to feel his fangs tingle deep at the root, driving him crazy. Simon knew he could control his urge, at least he was fairly certain he could. It was one thing to kiss her for hours, it's another to have, what he was pretty sure, her hand undoing the buckle of his pants.
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Carol couldn't resist reaching down and doing the buckle of his pants. He looked up at her from his meandering down by her breasts and gave her such a sultry, hungry look that she moaned softly. She wasted no time reaching in and grabbing him. He pulled her nipple softly as he slowly raised himself. Ok, she thought. She was done. Bring in the camera crew and film this, because that look would be forever burned into her mind.
He climbed higher until he was hovering over her lips again, looking at her with that very predatory look. Simon closed his eyes as she stroked him slowly. Carol could hardly breathe as she watched the expression on his face. Lifting her head, she flicked her tongue onto his bottom lip and he caught her kiss, pressing her back down onto the bed.
Carol released him and distinctly heard a button fly off his shirt as she undid it. She heard his shoes drop to the floor and then felt his hands on the laces of her boots. She was pretty sure he broke her shoe string tearing them off her, but she'd forgive him later for abusing her shoes. In one fluid motion he pulled her thong off her and slid his pants off immediately afterwards. She wrapped her legs around his thighs and they pressed their now warm and naked bodies against each other. She sighed happily at the heat of his body on her's.
Quickly they righted themselves on the bed and Simon fumbled with the control that lowered the top half. They started to laugh as they fought with the bed, trying to straightening it out. Never in her life was she happier. Laughing during love making with your soulmate...Carol just thanked whatever God for that moment and it was one she'd take to her grave.
He easily slid inside her, making her gasp and him forget how to breathe. He pressed his forehead against her's and they both enjoyed the sensation of him sliding into her slowly and almost painfully. Her nails dug into his back and he played with her loose ponytails. He ran his mouth down her neck and back up to her ear. He nibbled on her lobe as he eased in and out of her. Her reaction was nothing short of awe inspiriing. Her legs came up higher on his back and he began to quicken his rhythm.
'Sweet Jesus,' he gasped as he quickly pushed inside her. Simon tucked his arms under up and pulled at her shoulders, forcing her down as he pushed up. He pulled back and kissed her again, her hands coming back up into his hair, pulling at it as he started to push harder inside her.
He gripped the sides of the bed and pushed up, harder and quicker till she started to moan his name over and over again. He was dizzy with lust as he dipped his tongue into her mouth and she sucked on it gently. Simon gasped and started to thrust his hips.
Suddenly, Carol did it again.
His entire body stiffened at the sensation of her running her tongue over his fang. Simon gripped the sheets so hard, he tore them. The urge in him now was fierce and holding onto it was pushing him closer to the edge. It was intoxicating and painful at the same time. He pulled back and saw the small grin on her face. Simon pulled out and then rolled her over onto her stomach.
Simon rolled her over and pushed back into her so hard she thought she was having a panic attack. He pulled her hips up and grabbed her shoulders, bucking so hard into her that it almost hurt. But when he pushed back down on top of her, biting but not breaking the skin on her shoulder, Carol tripped that light fantastic and came. And we're not talking demurely either here people, Carol grabbed the pillow in front of her and did everything in her power not to alarm the people on their hospital floor. She ached his name loudly into the pillow as he sucked and bit at her neck.
Carol was definitely going to use the fang licking rarely but more than likely in highly public places. She grinned and giggled softly as she finished out her orgasm.
'Nurse Gloria,' he said.
'Dr. Harrison,' she replied.
Suddenly the LCD monitor for room 501 started beep. The vitals started to spike into the high hundreds.
Dr. Harrison looked at Nurse Gloria.
Nurse Gloria said, 'That's Simon Huntington's room.' She rolled her eyes, 'And he has a visitor.'
Dr. Harrison replied, 'So I gather Mr. Huntington is feeling much better?'
Nurse Gloria replied, 'Yes, apparently he's feeling just fine.'
Nurse Gloria turned the corner, out of sight.
Dr. Harrison pushed a button and turned off the monitor for room 501 with a smile.
Simon waited and catched his breath before he rolled off her onto his back. He was still taking deep breaths, trying to keep the blood lust at bay. Breathlessly he said softly.
'For shame, Carol...for shame.' Then he started to chuckle.
'You're freaky, we just did it in a hospital bed!' She got up on her elbows and started to clap.
'I hate to do this, but I need to go out. It's been too long and with you licking my fangs and making it worse!' He pinched her. 'God you really shouldn't do that, one of these days I'm going to bite you and then where would we be?' He gave her a wry smile.
'Um, happy?'
He gave her an admonishing look. 'Yes yes, I know. Well then be gone with you, you foul beast. I'll be at the Domicile.' Carol started to shove him out of the bed.
Pulling on his jacket he leaned back into the bed and kissed her. 'Alright, I'll see you in a bit.' Simon looked into her clear blue eyes and her bright smile and said exactly what was on his mind.
Softly he whispered, 'I love you,' and then he unlocked the door and exited.
((Simon out to go get some human grub. Carol out after she gets dressed and finds a new shoelace. ))