She listened as he made the call, and thought he was very lucky to have 'Suki' at his disposal, and grinned when she heard him nail her size down. It only proved how much he knew and saw in Fallon. She doubted if after years of marriage, Ted would have been able to state her size.
As Cyrus seemed agitated, Fallon waited for an explanation. Then she only smiled, so relieved to find the issue he had was with himself, and not her. Not that it diminished the importance, but this was something Fallon felt she could help with so easily.
"Cyrus, Cyrus, Cyrus...what will I do with you? I'm growing very fond of your cat...and ever since that first time in the gardens, I've not been 'freaked'. Please...change and settle yourself, here, next to me..."
She couldn't honestly say she wasn't going to be disappointed to not have him sleeping with his arms around her, but it would be no hardship to sleep next to him in a way he felt more at ease in. Maybe one day she would get her wish as well, but having the ability to give him comfort, or allow him to find his comfort, was easy for Fallon to agree to.
She waited, wanting to watch...wanting to know as much as she could about this man.
Now, about that kiss...
The trip from the ruins of the Mayor's home to Heolfor Manor was done quietly in the darkness. Exiting the car, Cyrus offered Fallon his hand.
Perhaps he should have taken her home. But with the assault perpetuated upon a puppet of the clan, he did not want her unprotected. Which ment the Manor was the safest bet. Plus they had unfinished business to discuss.
Thanking the driver profusely he escorted Fallon through the Manor into his suite. "Why dont you get cleaned up and I will find something for you to wear. Do you need anything?"
He wondered if he could have food sent into them or if it would walk in upon its own two legs.
Fallon
18 years ago
Cyrus
18 years ago
He felt such relief at her acceptance of him. There must be more to it than her simply aggreeing to snuggle up beside a leopard. Perhaps it was as if she was giving him an ok to completely be himself or unquestioning acceptance of him as man and leopard.
Leaning down he kissed her gently, with the unfamiliar emotion she had elicted. Later he could contemplate just what it was but now, it was time for rest. "Sleep, young vampires need lots of rest."
Walking around to the other side of the large bed he shifted and lept lightly upon the covers. His room was secure and he did not mind sleeping atop the sheets, though normally he prefered to be hidden while sleeping. Padding around the bed he contemplated his choices, curl up on top or slip under the covers.
Unbidden a yawn slipped out and widend his jaws, exposing the over large teeth. With a shake that started at his head that lasted though the tip of his tail he fluffed out his fur and settled himself down. Golden eyes watching Fallon.
Leaning down he kissed her gently, with the unfamiliar emotion she had elicted. Later he could contemplate just what it was but now, it was time for rest. "Sleep, young vampires need lots of rest."
Walking around to the other side of the large bed he shifted and lept lightly upon the covers. His room was secure and he did not mind sleeping atop the sheets, though normally he prefered to be hidden while sleeping. Padding around the bed he contemplated his choices, curl up on top or slip under the covers.
Unbidden a yawn slipped out and widend his jaws, exposing the over large teeth. With a shake that started at his head that lasted though the tip of his tail he fluffed out his fur and settled himself down. Golden eyes watching Fallon.
Fallon
18 years ago
This time his kiss was one more of promise, than the raw desire she had felt earlier, and it helped her feel more like sleeping, and dreaming. His comment about young vampires, made her grin, and she took no offense. She might be young in that way, and still a fledgling to him, but she felt more certain he was seeing her also as a woman, and she could readily accept the rest of his feelings knowing that.
He effortlessly changed, and Fallon's breath caught at the speed the transformation occurred. It was just remarkable, as was his moving about on the bed. In truth it wasn't more than what she might have seen in a zoo, or movie...watching a cat prepare itself for sleeping. But it was so much more to Fallon, knowing this was more than just a cat. This was a very special cat.
When he finally seemed in the spot he was looking for, Fallon turned on her side, and tucked a pillow under her head. She was now somewhat curled around Cyrus, though avoiding touching him. She wanted to, but was afraid it might cause him distress to feel anything less than another cat, as he slept. She didn't have time to worry about it though, as one he seemed settled, she found herself drifting off immediately.
"Good night, Cyrus."
She whispered softly, and then all was quiet.
He effortlessly changed, and Fallon's breath caught at the speed the transformation occurred. It was just remarkable, as was his moving about on the bed. In truth it wasn't more than what she might have seen in a zoo, or movie...watching a cat prepare itself for sleeping. But it was so much more to Fallon, knowing this was more than just a cat. This was a very special cat.
When he finally seemed in the spot he was looking for, Fallon turned on her side, and tucked a pillow under her head. She was now somewhat curled around Cyrus, though avoiding touching him. She wanted to, but was afraid it might cause him distress to feel anything less than another cat, as he slept. She didn't have time to worry about it though, as one he seemed settled, she found herself drifting off immediately.
"Good night, Cyrus."
She whispered softly, and then all was quiet.
Cyrus
18 years ago
He was comfortable, though not enough to sleep as he listened to Fallon's breathing slow. She was sound asleep swiftly, which made him want to nuzzle her gently to see if she was one of those sound sleepers or if the evening had just caught up with her finally.
Gently he stood and climbed under the covers, feeling relief as the sheet closed off the outside room. Knowing his fur would tickle the woman curved around his nest he attempted to stay in the small curled position with his tail over his nose. He was warm and comfortable as he slowly slipped off to sleep.
Sometime in the middle of the night he sprawled out along the prone body beside him. His tail wrapped between her knees and his head was pillowed upon her lush breasts. Unconcious he rubbed his neck all over her, spreading his scent upon her skin. Deeply asleep the entire night he dreamt of a warm cave and a beautiful woman to share it with.
Gently he stood and climbed under the covers, feeling relief as the sheet closed off the outside room. Knowing his fur would tickle the woman curved around his nest he attempted to stay in the small curled position with his tail over his nose. He was warm and comfortable as he slowly slipped off to sleep.
Sometime in the middle of the night he sprawled out along the prone body beside him. His tail wrapped between her knees and his head was pillowed upon her lush breasts. Unconcious he rubbed his neck all over her, spreading his scent upon her skin. Deeply asleep the entire night he dreamt of a warm cave and a beautiful woman to share it with.
Fallon
18 years ago
It seemed as if she'd been asleep quite a while, when she felt movement. She never woke though, remaining instead in that half sleeping, half dreaming state.
Sometime later, she woke up enough to realize she was quite warm, and pushed off everything over her but the sheet. When she resettled this time, she felt Cyrus move as well, and slightly confused, she realized he must have slipped under the sheets at some point. Feeling his tail intertwine with her legs, and his fur move closer to her, she smiled sleepily, and laid an arm over him. It reminded her of an earlier life when she had slept with a stuffed animal, and the thought brought her rapid comfort.
He seemed to be resettling himself though, and wasn't content until he had rubbed himself against her, to press his furry head onto her breasts. Hugging him slightly tighter with one arm, Fallon let herself fall back into a most restful sleep.
Sometime later, she woke up enough to realize she was quite warm, and pushed off everything over her but the sheet. When she resettled this time, she felt Cyrus move as well, and slightly confused, she realized he must have slipped under the sheets at some point. Feeling his tail intertwine with her legs, and his fur move closer to her, she smiled sleepily, and laid an arm over him. It reminded her of an earlier life when she had slept with a stuffed animal, and the thought brought her rapid comfort.
He seemed to be resettling himself though, and wasn't content until he had rubbed himself against her, to press his furry head onto her breasts. Hugging him slightly tighter with one arm, Fallon let herself fall back into a most restful sleep.
Cyrus
18 years ago
At first he thought the smell of warm woman was simply his imagination from the nights dreams. But upon a second sniff the heady aroma was still there. His golden eyes slowly opened to witness that Fallon was still next to him in the bed.
He could feel his tail captured between her thighs and his nose was nestled on her chest, just a scant inch from her neck. Feeling sleepy and playfull he licked her lightly from collar bone to jaw. The taste of her skin was just as intoxicating as her scent.
He wanted to play. To roll and wrestle while licking and stroking his fur along her flesh. She would probably not appreciate waking up to a playfull leopard though so he stayed still, watching her through wide golden eyes and basking in the feeling of her skin upon him.
He could feel his tail captured between her thighs and his nose was nestled on her chest, just a scant inch from her neck. Feeling sleepy and playfull he licked her lightly from collar bone to jaw. The taste of her skin was just as intoxicating as her scent.
He wanted to play. To roll and wrestle while licking and stroking his fur along her flesh. She would probably not appreciate waking up to a playfull leopard though so he stayed still, watching her through wide golden eyes and basking in the feeling of her skin upon him.
Fallon
18 years ago
Not at all sure what had woken her up, Fallon stretched from fingertips to toes, in one long line, without even opening her eyes. But as she moved further into wakefulness, she felt fuzzy...fuzziness all around her it seemed, and something lying on her arm...again fuzzy. Opening her eyes, she laughed.
Of course! How could she have forgotten where she was and with whom.
"Hello Mr. Kitty...did you sleep well? I certainly did."
Fallon was everything grinning this morning. Grinning, and wanting to cuddle with her big animal. Feeling Cyrus was now comfortable with her, maybe even a little more so in his cat, Fallon moved so she could have both hands free, to ruffle him.
Loving the feel of his soft fur, she ran her hands into the fur on both sides of his face, to tug and scratch at him...just the way she might have a little kitty, but with more force, to compensate for his size. Then she repeated the motion behind his ears, down his neck, back, and across to his stomach.
By this time she was laughing at the feeling of being free. It was the only word she could use to describe it. Being with Cyrus like this she felt free...to laugh...hug...just be with him in a way that required no thought or propriety...she was half tempted to roll over him, and get off the bed...to see if he would play with her, and maybe chase her a little. But then she reconsidered. She wasn't sure if that might be tempting his inner beast...she didn't think he would intentionally hurt her, not even like this, but there was still something to be said for the power he had within, and the fact that she was still pretty puny in comparison.
Of course! How could she have forgotten where she was and with whom.
"Hello Mr. Kitty...did you sleep well? I certainly did."
Fallon was everything grinning this morning. Grinning, and wanting to cuddle with her big animal. Feeling Cyrus was now comfortable with her, maybe even a little more so in his cat, Fallon moved so she could have both hands free, to ruffle him.
Loving the feel of his soft fur, she ran her hands into the fur on both sides of his face, to tug and scratch at him...just the way she might have a little kitty, but with more force, to compensate for his size. Then she repeated the motion behind his ears, down his neck, back, and across to his stomach.
By this time she was laughing at the feeling of being free. It was the only word she could use to describe it. Being with Cyrus like this she felt free...to laugh...hug...just be with him in a way that required no thought or propriety...she was half tempted to roll over him, and get off the bed...to see if he would play with her, and maybe chase her a little. But then she reconsidered. She wasn't sure if that might be tempting his inner beast...she didn't think he would intentionally hurt her, not even like this, but there was still something to be said for the power he had within, and the fact that she was still pretty puny in comparison.
Cyrus
18 years ago
Watching the woman in his bed wake up with a stretch and a smile was interesting. His tail flicked with iritation at being called 'Mr. Kitty'. She had best not keep that up, was his overwhelming thought.
The skritches and pets were nice though. Cyrus enjoyed the feeling of her smooth skin on his fur. Belly rubbing tickled and he resisted the urge to pounce playfully until the mischevious woman was laughing and hugging him.
With a playfull growl he pounced. Lashing his tail around her thigh he rolled her over onto her back with two large paws upon her shoulders. His rough tongue snaked out to lick her neck and ear. Quickly nuzzling her while making growl noises he assaulted Fallon gently. Cyrus knew his tongue was rough and probably tickled more than left moisture so he continued to lick all of her exposed skin while butting his head against her lightly.
He was very cautious not to allow his claws and teeth to come out at all for fear of hurting her even accidentally. Better to be safe than sorry. His tail twitched along her leg as his back legs held him above Fallon. If he had not been having so much fun he would shift and pick up again on the kissing. But for now the beast was playing happily.
The skritches and pets were nice though. Cyrus enjoyed the feeling of her smooth skin on his fur. Belly rubbing tickled and he resisted the urge to pounce playfully until the mischevious woman was laughing and hugging him.
With a playfull growl he pounced. Lashing his tail around her thigh he rolled her over onto her back with two large paws upon her shoulders. His rough tongue snaked out to lick her neck and ear. Quickly nuzzling her while making growl noises he assaulted Fallon gently. Cyrus knew his tongue was rough and probably tickled more than left moisture so he continued to lick all of her exposed skin while butting his head against her lightly.
He was very cautious not to allow his claws and teeth to come out at all for fear of hurting her even accidentally. Better to be safe than sorry. His tail twitched along her leg as his back legs held him above Fallon. If he had not been having so much fun he would shift and pick up again on the kissing. But for now the beast was playing happily.
Fallon
18 years ago
His growl brought her up short, but it hadn't scared her. Yet her breath did catch a little when she found herself pushed onto her back, and his paws holding her down. Fear flashed up into her throat for a few seconds, until he licked her. She knew then that was what had woken her up, and she laughed. His affectionate licking and running his head into her, made her want to grab him, but weight wise he was too much for her to push around.
His tongue was driving her crazy, when he found her ticklish places with it. It had been years since anyone had tickled Fallon, and she truly had forgotten she was so sensitive.
Every once in a while his tail would snap against her, and a couple times she felt it very close between her legs. But Fallon refused to give attention to those feelings. To feel sexy and sexually towards Cyrus the man was one thing. Cyrus the cat would have to settle for pure play time.
Wanting to really get into the way they were playing, Fallon began mimicking Cyrus' movements. She pressed her head against his neck, and along his legs, before rubbing it against his chest. Having him standing over her, those were the easiest places for her to reach. She kept digging her own 'claws' into his fur too though, pretending she was a large cat, showing love for her mate, in the only way Fallon could think to do it.
She laughed when she got a mental image of what the two of them must look like there on the bed now. The image did not thing to lessen her fun, or desire to continue on.
Wanting to show him she was not one to be just tossed around at his whim, Fallon huffed, and puffed, and put all her energy into pushing Cyrus off, and over. All she succeed in doing was to twist herself onto her stomach...Cyrus remained where he had stood before. But now she was able to scramble out from under him, and did so quickly. Standing at the end of the bed, Fallon called out to him.
"Cyyyyyyrus....I'm down here now."
It was then she saw she was nude, and the t was lying on the bed. She must have slid out of it when she got off the bed. But with Cyrus in his cat, she reasoned he was much the same way, so she made no attempt to cover herself. Instead she began taunting him again, but in a loving, sing-song manner.
"Come on Cyrus...come get Fallon...come here big boy."
His tongue was driving her crazy, when he found her ticklish places with it. It had been years since anyone had tickled Fallon, and she truly had forgotten she was so sensitive.
Every once in a while his tail would snap against her, and a couple times she felt it very close between her legs. But Fallon refused to give attention to those feelings. To feel sexy and sexually towards Cyrus the man was one thing. Cyrus the cat would have to settle for pure play time.
Wanting to really get into the way they were playing, Fallon began mimicking Cyrus' movements. She pressed her head against his neck, and along his legs, before rubbing it against his chest. Having him standing over her, those were the easiest places for her to reach. She kept digging her own 'claws' into his fur too though, pretending she was a large cat, showing love for her mate, in the only way Fallon could think to do it.
She laughed when she got a mental image of what the two of them must look like there on the bed now. The image did not thing to lessen her fun, or desire to continue on.
Wanting to show him she was not one to be just tossed around at his whim, Fallon huffed, and puffed, and put all her energy into pushing Cyrus off, and over. All she succeed in doing was to twist herself onto her stomach...Cyrus remained where he had stood before. But now she was able to scramble out from under him, and did so quickly. Standing at the end of the bed, Fallon called out to him.
"Cyyyyyyrus....I'm down here now."
It was then she saw she was nude, and the t was lying on the bed. She must have slid out of it when she got off the bed. But with Cyrus in his cat, she reasoned he was much the same way, so she made no attempt to cover herself. Instead she began taunting him again, but in a loving, sing-song manner.
"Come on Cyrus...come get Fallon...come here big boy."
Cyrus
18 years ago
Having not played with other leopards in months he relished this moment. He did not understand how she could be so open and accepting but instead chose to be thankfull for it. The fiesty human returned his playfull affection, sans licking, in full.
At her daring escape from the evil tee shirt and off the bed he simply had to watch her closely with great mirth. He could greatly appreciate her bare form standing at the foot of the bed. His first instinct was to jump and chase her off the bed, but unfortunately he feared that would be too rough. While he could glide as a leopard his natural cat instincts too more effort to override. With great dignity he shook himself and padded off the bed. Twining around her legs he gently directed her to the bath.
Planting his front paws upon her hips he shifted to nuzzle her neck, his hand gently grasping the swell of her hips as his thumbs traced circles across her hip bones. "What a firey kitty you are. Lets take a bath."
His eyes were hot as they devoured her exposed curves. The impact her nude form had on him in this skin was so much stronger the wave of desire made his bones ache. The thin silk of his lounging pants were not capable of concealing his physical response to her either.
At her daring escape from the evil tee shirt and off the bed he simply had to watch her closely with great mirth. He could greatly appreciate her bare form standing at the foot of the bed. His first instinct was to jump and chase her off the bed, but unfortunately he feared that would be too rough. While he could glide as a leopard his natural cat instincts too more effort to override. With great dignity he shook himself and padded off the bed. Twining around her legs he gently directed her to the bath.
Planting his front paws upon her hips he shifted to nuzzle her neck, his hand gently grasping the swell of her hips as his thumbs traced circles across her hip bones. "What a firey kitty you are. Lets take a bath."
His eyes were hot as they devoured her exposed curves. The impact her nude form had on him in this skin was so much stronger the wave of desire made his bones ache. The thin silk of his lounging pants were not capable of concealing his physical response to her either.
Fallon
18 years ago
Fallon was having a ball. She laughed so hard just loving the feel of the big cat responding to her. She wondered if Tarzan had felt anything like she did, but then reasoned probably not...unless Tarzan had been romantically involved with Cheetah.
As he got off the bed and nudged her towards the bath, she went along without hesitation. Though she didn't mind having his scent all over her, she wasn't sure her students would be quite as appreciative. His paws on her hips soon turned to hands, and she squeaked as his nose and mouth found the back of her neck. She turned to see him again, as Cyrus the man, and stumbled just a step as she walked backwards. It was more the look in his eyes that caused her to lose her footing, but she recovered, and kept smiling and walking until she felt the wall of the shower pressing into her back.
It then occurred to her that she was nude, and Cyrus still had his pajama pants on. Though looking at them now caused her to swallow. He was more than happy to see her it appeared, and she felt her body respond to his just by looking at him.
"A bath...will we both fit?"
The tub looked huge, but with two bodies in it? Fallon wasn't sure. She also wasn't sure if it was just a bath that was coming. She did know she was ready for him, and because it was something she wanted, she said nothing, afraid it would only jinx things. Besides, if he wasn't ready...well, physically he couldn't deny that he was...but mentally, if he didn't think the time was right, she didn't want him to feel guilty...or backed into a corner.
As he got off the bed and nudged her towards the bath, she went along without hesitation. Though she didn't mind having his scent all over her, she wasn't sure her students would be quite as appreciative. His paws on her hips soon turned to hands, and she squeaked as his nose and mouth found the back of her neck. She turned to see him again, as Cyrus the man, and stumbled just a step as she walked backwards. It was more the look in his eyes that caused her to lose her footing, but she recovered, and kept smiling and walking until she felt the wall of the shower pressing into her back.
It then occurred to her that she was nude, and Cyrus still had his pajama pants on. Though looking at them now caused her to swallow. He was more than happy to see her it appeared, and she felt her body respond to his just by looking at him.
"A bath...will we both fit?"
The tub looked huge, but with two bodies in it? Fallon wasn't sure. She also wasn't sure if it was just a bath that was coming. She did know she was ready for him, and because it was something she wanted, she said nothing, afraid it would only jinx things. Besides, if he wasn't ready...well, physically he couldn't deny that he was...but mentally, if he didn't think the time was right, she didn't want him to feel guilty...or backed into a corner.
Cyrus
18 years ago
He was afraid he had scared her. The slight stumble and a quick look was all he needed to try to tone his ardor down slightly. They had all the time in the world and no need to rush anything at all. Deciding to make her as comfortable as possible he smiled and kissed her lightly on her lushous lips.
"I am sure it will fit us just fine. Just be happy I am not a house like Talon." He laughed. Of course the mental picture of the huge clanmate sitting in his tub kind of grossed him out but he shook it off.
The taps turned on as the tub's plug lowered into place to contain the water. Giving Fallon some space he walked to the small cupboard with towels and got out several fresh ones as well as a wash cloth. While he did not have bubble bath he did have a jar of sea salts with a mild fresh ocean scent. He offered the container to Fallon to approve and utilize or not.
His phone zipped into him so he could check the time, they had several hours before the working girl needed to be there. Hopefully Suki had gathered up everything she would need in the proper size.
"As soon as the chime sounds twice the shutters can be opened and I can go get your clothing."
The tub was half full, nearly up to the jacuzzi jets. Cyrus considered waiting for Fallon to enter but decided that perhaps if he got in first she would follow. The silk pants slid down his legs at the pull of a drawstring. Unselfconciously he stepped into the water and sat down. It was warm but not scalding.
"I am sure it will fit us just fine. Just be happy I am not a house like Talon." He laughed. Of course the mental picture of the huge clanmate sitting in his tub kind of grossed him out but he shook it off.
The taps turned on as the tub's plug lowered into place to contain the water. Giving Fallon some space he walked to the small cupboard with towels and got out several fresh ones as well as a wash cloth. While he did not have bubble bath he did have a jar of sea salts with a mild fresh ocean scent. He offered the container to Fallon to approve and utilize or not.
His phone zipped into him so he could check the time, they had several hours before the working girl needed to be there. Hopefully Suki had gathered up everything she would need in the proper size.
"As soon as the chime sounds twice the shutters can be opened and I can go get your clothing."
The tub was half full, nearly up to the jacuzzi jets. Cyrus considered waiting for Fallon to enter but decided that perhaps if he got in first she would follow. The silk pants slid down his legs at the pull of a drawstring. Unselfconciously he stepped into the water and sat down. It was warm but not scalding.
Fallon
18 years ago
His lips, brushing ever so softly against her own, did crazy things to Fallon. Where as his touch was more often than not a comfort, tonight it was charged with energy, as well. Excitement coursed through her with just that one, tiny, gentle kiss, and had she not been leaning against the shower wall, she was sure she would have fallen backwards.
"Talon? He's a big man? Like Apollyon?"
Fallon had met Apollyon at the beach when she had met Aishe, and had never seen the man again. He was a large man too. Though at five foot three, most men were. Cyrus was an exception, but he seemed to be exceptional in all things.
As he did the little things to ready the bath, Fallon couldn't take her eyes off him. The bath salts smelled great...fresh, and clean, and she sprinkled some in as the water began to rise. The scent rose with the steam, and soon filled the room, making her almost feel like she was standing on the shores of the Pacific, when she had been little.
Nodding to acknowledge the clothing issue, Fallon just gave up the idea of fighting him on it. And had she not made that decision then, the sight of him dropping his pants would have. All thoughts but Cyrus no longer held a place in her mind.
Her tongue was licking her lower lip when she noticed she was just staring at him. She blushed, and looked away, and quickly stepped into the tub. Trying to decide if she should sit down and face him, or sit down facing away from him seemed to take an hour. Fortunately, due to a sudden attack of modesty, Fallon sat down sideways, and then turned so her back was to him.
She wanted to look at him. He was a very nicely put together man, and she wanted to watch him. She had seen the way his muscles played in his chest, and arms, and merely wanted to see how the rest of him moved. Not to mention, she wanted to check out the other two piercings, she located before she cast her eyes upwards. But there was just too much going on...too many emotions...too many sensations...she almost felt overloaded by everything around her. She needed to focus, and not do anything to make her appear a foolish teenager.
"Did that hurt?"
She had to ask. Seeing his lip, or nose, or eyebrow pierced was one thing...but...just the thought of having a hole pierced into that part of his body, almost made Fallon shudder. Besides which, since the piercings were hidden most of the time, she wondered what the purpose was. Did they give him some form of sexual pleasure?
So many questions...so many images...so many desires. And yet rather than pursuing any of them, Fallon took the wash cloth, and sopped up the tangy smelling water in it, before she began to rub it along Cyrus leg.
"Talon? He's a big man? Like Apollyon?"
Fallon had met Apollyon at the beach when she had met Aishe, and had never seen the man again. He was a large man too. Though at five foot three, most men were. Cyrus was an exception, but he seemed to be exceptional in all things.
As he did the little things to ready the bath, Fallon couldn't take her eyes off him. The bath salts smelled great...fresh, and clean, and she sprinkled some in as the water began to rise. The scent rose with the steam, and soon filled the room, making her almost feel like she was standing on the shores of the Pacific, when she had been little.
Nodding to acknowledge the clothing issue, Fallon just gave up the idea of fighting him on it. And had she not made that decision then, the sight of him dropping his pants would have. All thoughts but Cyrus no longer held a place in her mind.
Her tongue was licking her lower lip when she noticed she was just staring at him. She blushed, and looked away, and quickly stepped into the tub. Trying to decide if she should sit down and face him, or sit down facing away from him seemed to take an hour. Fortunately, due to a sudden attack of modesty, Fallon sat down sideways, and then turned so her back was to him.
She wanted to look at him. He was a very nicely put together man, and she wanted to watch him. She had seen the way his muscles played in his chest, and arms, and merely wanted to see how the rest of him moved. Not to mention, she wanted to check out the other two piercings, she located before she cast her eyes upwards. But there was just too much going on...too many emotions...too many sensations...she almost felt overloaded by everything around her. She needed to focus, and not do anything to make her appear a foolish teenager.
"Did that hurt?"
She had to ask. Seeing his lip, or nose, or eyebrow pierced was one thing...but...just the thought of having a hole pierced into that part of his body, almost made Fallon shudder. Besides which, since the piercings were hidden most of the time, she wondered what the purpose was. Did they give him some form of sexual pleasure?
So many questions...so many images...so many desires. And yet rather than pursuing any of them, Fallon took the wash cloth, and sopped up the tangy smelling water in it, before she began to rub it along Cyrus leg.
Cyrus
18 years ago
Thinking of both his clanmate Cyrus had to shake his head. "Talon is probably taller by a few inches and larger overall. Damn dog makes me sneeze too."
The scent of the salts was strong but soothing. He could not quite remember where he had picked them up. Probably a gift from one of the people who worked for him or who he bought things from. Stretching out his legs as his arms rested along the back of the tub he settled comfortably. There was enough room for Fallon to sit beside him, across from him or even at a 90 degree angle from him. Which oddly enough she did the later.
After being nude in front of him for a while, she chose now to be modest. Cyrus found it adorable. Watching her with a slight smile and a look of almost wonder on his face he simply enjoyed her company.
She had spotted the last two piercings. At her comment he was unsure if it disgusted her or intrigued her. Opting for humor rather than a detailed 900's hygine lesson he smiled. "No worse than getting a spear jabbed in the gut or trampled by a Yak."
He resisted the urge to pull that hand she had encased in the cloth to him forcefully. That may satisfy him but may scare her. Though he would not mind if she decided to explore a bit on her own. Since she was American he wondered how many uncircumsized cocks she had seen, let alone one that was pierced twice.
"I believe now adays they term it a Frenum ladder. But then it was just a lark. Pleasure is derived from it by the recipiant. A ribbed feeling."
The scent of the salts was strong but soothing. He could not quite remember where he had picked them up. Probably a gift from one of the people who worked for him or who he bought things from. Stretching out his legs as his arms rested along the back of the tub he settled comfortably. There was enough room for Fallon to sit beside him, across from him or even at a 90 degree angle from him. Which oddly enough she did the later.
After being nude in front of him for a while, she chose now to be modest. Cyrus found it adorable. Watching her with a slight smile and a look of almost wonder on his face he simply enjoyed her company.
She had spotted the last two piercings. At her comment he was unsure if it disgusted her or intrigued her. Opting for humor rather than a detailed 900's hygine lesson he smiled. "No worse than getting a spear jabbed in the gut or trampled by a Yak."
He resisted the urge to pull that hand she had encased in the cloth to him forcefully. That may satisfy him but may scare her. Though he would not mind if she decided to explore a bit on her own. Since she was American he wondered how many uncircumsized cocks she had seen, let alone one that was pierced twice.
"I believe now adays they term it a Frenum ladder. But then it was just a lark. Pleasure is derived from it by the recipiant. A ribbed feeling."
Fallon
18 years ago
Having asked about Talon as mostly just a way to have something to talk about, Fallon let the subject fade. She was now faced with much more interesting images and ideas, in the man she was now sitting naked with.
Rubbing his legs with the washcloth, and feeling the desire building in her, Fallon felt the sides of her mouth twitch upwards. It was a position she'd never been in before...having a nude man, a man she was so attracted to, just sitting there letting her feel his body. A brief picture of Ted pounding into her, using her in the most base ways, without regard for her pleasure, flashed in front of her. But she closed her eyes for a second, and when she opened them she had begun turning in the tub.
Shifting from her back facing him, to again being perpendicular to him, her hands moved up his thigh. Trying to maintain a clinical air, she rubbed the cloth in a circular motion over his skin, naturally drawing closer to his groin, and the fascinating piercings.
"I'm surprised...if they were that painful that you would not only get one, but a second." And again she tried to keep the desire from her voice, focusing on a tone of clinical interest. That the purpose of the piercings was to give pleasure to someone else, again reinforced her admiration for him. But no matter how detached she tried to remain, Fallon felt her own body responding as if it too was a little detached. Her rather large nipples were now drawn up into tight knots, and her stomach was quivering.
Seeking to regain what little calm she had started with, she returned her thoughts to the wash cloth. But as she turned to face him, having forgotten about her own nudity again, she felt his length brush against her leg, and she stopped moving.
"Could I touch them?"
It was what she wanted...one of the things. Looking into his eyes, everything else around her went black. She managed to block out the bathroom, and even most of the rest of his body, and now saw just his eyes. Feeling her hands, she was now turned completely facing him, with her legs curved together, in front and along side her. And her hands were resting on each of his thighs, softly moving back and forth...venturing closer with each pass.
Her breathing was becoming rapid, for her, and her own eyes were now surely smoldering with her heat.
Rubbing his legs with the washcloth, and feeling the desire building in her, Fallon felt the sides of her mouth twitch upwards. It was a position she'd never been in before...having a nude man, a man she was so attracted to, just sitting there letting her feel his body. A brief picture of Ted pounding into her, using her in the most base ways, without regard for her pleasure, flashed in front of her. But she closed her eyes for a second, and when she opened them she had begun turning in the tub.
Shifting from her back facing him, to again being perpendicular to him, her hands moved up his thigh. Trying to maintain a clinical air, she rubbed the cloth in a circular motion over his skin, naturally drawing closer to his groin, and the fascinating piercings.
"I'm surprised...if they were that painful that you would not only get one, but a second." And again she tried to keep the desire from her voice, focusing on a tone of clinical interest. That the purpose of the piercings was to give pleasure to someone else, again reinforced her admiration for him. But no matter how detached she tried to remain, Fallon felt her own body responding as if it too was a little detached. Her rather large nipples were now drawn up into tight knots, and her stomach was quivering.
Seeking to regain what little calm she had started with, she returned her thoughts to the wash cloth. But as she turned to face him, having forgotten about her own nudity again, she felt his length brush against her leg, and she stopped moving.
"Could I touch them?"
It was what she wanted...one of the things. Looking into his eyes, everything else around her went black. She managed to block out the bathroom, and even most of the rest of his body, and now saw just his eyes. Feeling her hands, she was now turned completely facing him, with her legs curved together, in front and along side her. And her hands were resting on each of his thighs, softly moving back and forth...venturing closer with each pass.
Her breathing was becoming rapid, for her, and her own eyes were now surely smoldering with her heat.
Cyrus
18 years ago
A self depreciating laugh escaped him. "You know those foolish things you do in youth thinking that 'nothing lasts forever'? Sometimes you get proven wrong."
For whatever reason her almost tentative exploration was wholely arousing. Cyrus could see her eyes were full of passion and the exact moment she lost all concern for her own nudity. The circles she was making with her hands upon his thighs did nothing but incite his passion further. At every pass of her hands closer to his hard cock he could feel the blood throb as he twitched slightly.
Picking his hands up from the cold lip of the tub he picked up both of her hands in his. Bringing them up to his mouth he kissed the inside of each wet palm. Placing both of her hands around him was enough to cause him to hiss in pleasure at the feel of her skin around him.
His voice was husky and his eyes heavy lidded. "You are welcome to do anything you want. Just remember, turn about is fair play."
For whatever reason her almost tentative exploration was wholely arousing. Cyrus could see her eyes were full of passion and the exact moment she lost all concern for her own nudity. The circles she was making with her hands upon his thighs did nothing but incite his passion further. At every pass of her hands closer to his hard cock he could feel the blood throb as he twitched slightly.
Picking his hands up from the cold lip of the tub he picked up both of her hands in his. Bringing them up to his mouth he kissed the inside of each wet palm. Placing both of her hands around him was enough to cause him to hiss in pleasure at the feel of her skin around him.
His voice was husky and his eyes heavy lidded. "You are welcome to do anything you want. Just remember, turn about is fair play."
Fallon
18 years ago
The smiling and nodding Fallon was doing, had more to do with being polite, than actually hearing what he was saying.
Not that she wasn't hearing him, but her mind was just a little more focused now on her hands, and the feel of Cyrus around her.
Eyes glued to his hands, as they first raised her's to his lips, and then lowered them to encompass him, Fallon felt giddy. He had just given her such a gift, and she doubted she would ever be able to express her happiness and thanks in receiving such a wondrous present.
Instead of trying, she gingerly took him, hearing him react, and began stroking him, as if she were petting a snake. But as she remembered this part of his anatomy was muscular, and strong, her grip became much more firm, and her stroke stronger. She looked up at him, and smiled, before she returned her eyes to her hands, and the treasure there. Being he was more than half covered by water, Fallon needed to dip her head low to see the two little pieces of jewelry, and the way they were fastened to him. Upon closer inspection, she could see he looked nothing like Ted, and knew he wasn't circumcised. Though different, she wasn't at all repulsed by the sight of him. In fact, it was just another way of seeing how he was truly different from Ted.
Moving her attentions away from the piercings, Fallon was now intrigued by the look and feel of Cyrus. Her sole personal experience with a penis had been Ted, and while she had extensive contact with that penis, it was nothing like Cyrus.
"I'm sorry...I really don't mean to stare, and I feel bad fondling you as if you were a piece of meat. But you're...just...amazing."
Fallon disregarded the fact that she probably sounded to be about fourteen years old, but blushed twelve shades of red as she made her admission, but was again engulfed by her curiosity, and tentatively began moving the skin on his penis back and forth. The feel of it made her smile again, and since her head was so close she leaned in even closer and wrapped her tongue around him.
Not that she wasn't hearing him, but her mind was just a little more focused now on her hands, and the feel of Cyrus around her.
Eyes glued to his hands, as they first raised her's to his lips, and then lowered them to encompass him, Fallon felt giddy. He had just given her such a gift, and she doubted she would ever be able to express her happiness and thanks in receiving such a wondrous present.
Instead of trying, she gingerly took him, hearing him react, and began stroking him, as if she were petting a snake. But as she remembered this part of his anatomy was muscular, and strong, her grip became much more firm, and her stroke stronger. She looked up at him, and smiled, before she returned her eyes to her hands, and the treasure there. Being he was more than half covered by water, Fallon needed to dip her head low to see the two little pieces of jewelry, and the way they were fastened to him. Upon closer inspection, she could see he looked nothing like Ted, and knew he wasn't circumcised. Though different, she wasn't at all repulsed by the sight of him. In fact, it was just another way of seeing how he was truly different from Ted.
Moving her attentions away from the piercings, Fallon was now intrigued by the look and feel of Cyrus. Her sole personal experience with a penis had been Ted, and while she had extensive contact with that penis, it was nothing like Cyrus.
"I'm sorry...I really don't mean to stare, and I feel bad fondling you as if you were a piece of meat. But you're...just...amazing."
Fallon disregarded the fact that she probably sounded to be about fourteen years old, but blushed twelve shades of red as she made her admission, but was again engulfed by her curiosity, and tentatively began moving the skin on his penis back and forth. The feel of it made her smile again, and since her head was so close she leaned in even closer and wrapped her tongue around him.
Cyrus
18 years ago
Watching her through lust clouded eyes explore him in the rising water. The first touches were gentle and tentative before she gained confidence. Cyrus liked the feeling of her hands learning his body. She appeared to be as curious as a virgin which made him remember to kill that abusive husband sometime soon.
All thoughts of death slid out of his mind when she spoke and blushed so prettily. "Look as much as you like, I dont mind. Touch as much as you like, I really enjoy it."
While his words were filipant his tone was serious. Just having her undivided attention had made him near painfull hardness. When she began stroking him firmly his hips arched instinctivly though not far enough to be noticable. All the muscles in his body tensed for a moment as her tongue wrapped around him. He groaned out her name as the pleasure washed over him, hightening his desire.
His hand found her hair, stroking the soft brown curls while enouraging her to explore to her hearts content. It neither pressed or pulled but instead caressed her gently. His other hand found her knees and began to pet her satiny skin, exploring every inch reachable with slow soft strokes. From her delicate toes to the ripe curve of her hip he pet her through the perfumed water.
He knew the rising water would soon end her fun so he mentally turned the faucets down quite a bit in a moment of lucidity. Cyrus realized how his earlier thought of 'all the time in the world' was now swiftly disintegrating as urgency replaced languid desire.
All thoughts of death slid out of his mind when she spoke and blushed so prettily. "Look as much as you like, I dont mind. Touch as much as you like, I really enjoy it."
While his words were filipant his tone was serious. Just having her undivided attention had made him near painfull hardness. When she began stroking him firmly his hips arched instinctivly though not far enough to be noticable. All the muscles in his body tensed for a moment as her tongue wrapped around him. He groaned out her name as the pleasure washed over him, hightening his desire.
His hand found her hair, stroking the soft brown curls while enouraging her to explore to her hearts content. It neither pressed or pulled but instead caressed her gently. His other hand found her knees and began to pet her satiny skin, exploring every inch reachable with slow soft strokes. From her delicate toes to the ripe curve of her hip he pet her through the perfumed water.
He knew the rising water would soon end her fun so he mentally turned the faucets down quite a bit in a moment of lucidity. Cyrus realized how his earlier thought of 'all the time in the world' was now swiftly disintegrating as urgency replaced languid desire.
Fallon
18 years ago
The water in the tub was already covering her mouth and nose, and as she dipped deeper, taking Cyrus into her mouth, her entire face became submerged. Funny thing though, she didn't seem to notice it at all. What she did notice was the taste of him on her tongue, and the feel of him as he rubbed against the inside of her mouth, along the top of her tongue, and even as he touched the back of her throat.
Her hands went to his hips, low, where his ass, thighs, and back seemed to melt together. Grabbing him with a bit of force, she didn't want to lose him from her mouth, as she pulled back and felt her bottom teeth hit the jewelry. Stopping, and adjusting her mouth, she waited to see if she had hurt him, but when he didn't strike out at her, she guessed everything was still okay, and she bobbed her head back downward, sucking him in as hard as she could.
He was long and hard and strong, and Fallon found she enjoyed taking him in this way. Being able to move at her own pace...pleasure...made all the difference in the world. She pulled away again, and let him slide all the way out this time. The water had risen high enough that Fallon was finding it too odd a feeling. She did push her head down one more time, to take his testicles in her mouth, and roll them around a couple times, before attaching her mouth to the side of his erection, and sucking her way back to the surface of the water.
As her mouth came back into contact with air, she breathed in, and started kissing her way upwards, from his groin, to his navel, to his pecs and nipples...her tongue playing all along the way.
When she was again sitting up, and facing him at eye level, her face filled with heat, and her arms encircled his neck as she planted a wet, sloppy, wonderfully tongue filled kiss on his mouth.
Her hands went to his hips, low, where his ass, thighs, and back seemed to melt together. Grabbing him with a bit of force, she didn't want to lose him from her mouth, as she pulled back and felt her bottom teeth hit the jewelry. Stopping, and adjusting her mouth, she waited to see if she had hurt him, but when he didn't strike out at her, she guessed everything was still okay, and she bobbed her head back downward, sucking him in as hard as she could.
He was long and hard and strong, and Fallon found she enjoyed taking him in this way. Being able to move at her own pace...pleasure...made all the difference in the world. She pulled away again, and let him slide all the way out this time. The water had risen high enough that Fallon was finding it too odd a feeling. She did push her head down one more time, to take his testicles in her mouth, and roll them around a couple times, before attaching her mouth to the side of his erection, and sucking her way back to the surface of the water.
As her mouth came back into contact with air, she breathed in, and started kissing her way upwards, from his groin, to his navel, to his pecs and nipples...her tongue playing all along the way.
When she was again sitting up, and facing him at eye level, her face filled with heat, and her arms encircled his neck as she planted a wet, sloppy, wonderfully tongue filled kiss on his mouth.
Cyrus
18 years ago
His head slumped forward as Fallon's head bobbed before him. Chin resting on his chest he reveled in the sensations. The water lapped seductively along their skin, soft and sweet smelling. Fallon's warm lips wrapped around him were divine.
As her no longer tentative hands gripped him his buttocks flexed, resisting the urge to thrust upwards. His own hands were much more aggressive upon her flesh than before, tracing curves and muscles. The jostle of her teeth to his low piercing jostled the higher one which pressed upon a highly pleasurable spot causing him to groan quietly.
Everything she did was incredible. From the sucking along his skin to the flick of her tongue. He had unleashed a tigress and was immensely pleased. For a moment he thought she had finished satisfying her own curiosity until she sunk once more beneith the water. The journey she made back out of the water had him twitching and straining.
Fallon's playfull tongue had him growling by the time her lips found his. He was ravenous for her. Their kiss was passionate and damp but Cyrus did not care at all. Nibbling along her lips he pulled her tightly against him. The slide of her soft hip against his cock and her diamond hard nipples on his chest was enough to make him groan.
Leaning his head against hers and looking deep into her passion filled eyes he managed a husky comment. "I had told myself that we had all the time in the world. Apparently my body thinks quite differently now."
The need to carry her to the rumpled bed and make love to her all night was pounding at him. Cyrus hated the fact that she had to work and they would soon have to cut their play short. His hands refused to cooperate with reality and continued to pet the lush woman in his arms. So far his favorite spot was the tops of her thighs right where the curve of her ass started. His fingers had mapped the entire region and were slowly inching inward with sure strokes.
As her no longer tentative hands gripped him his buttocks flexed, resisting the urge to thrust upwards. His own hands were much more aggressive upon her flesh than before, tracing curves and muscles. The jostle of her teeth to his low piercing jostled the higher one which pressed upon a highly pleasurable spot causing him to groan quietly.
Everything she did was incredible. From the sucking along his skin to the flick of her tongue. He had unleashed a tigress and was immensely pleased. For a moment he thought she had finished satisfying her own curiosity until she sunk once more beneith the water. The journey she made back out of the water had him twitching and straining.
Fallon's playfull tongue had him growling by the time her lips found his. He was ravenous for her. Their kiss was passionate and damp but Cyrus did not care at all. Nibbling along her lips he pulled her tightly against him. The slide of her soft hip against his cock and her diamond hard nipples on his chest was enough to make him groan.
Leaning his head against hers and looking deep into her passion filled eyes he managed a husky comment. "I had told myself that we had all the time in the world. Apparently my body thinks quite differently now."
The need to carry her to the rumpled bed and make love to her all night was pounding at him. Cyrus hated the fact that she had to work and they would soon have to cut their play short. His hands refused to cooperate with reality and continued to pet the lush woman in his arms. So far his favorite spot was the tops of her thighs right where the curve of her ass started. His fingers had mapped the entire region and were slowly inching inward with sure strokes.