Her book totally forgotten now, Fallon nodded at his understanding about the nail polish, but made a mental note to find a less confined area next time. It wasn't like they didn't have this huge house to move around in, and with all the precautions Cyrus had taken, Fallon had no qualms about being in it.
Nuzzling against his body she returned his kiss with the energy she still felt. Feeding from a vampire could become addictive she thought, slightly scared at the idea. But having already decided not to make a habit of it, she let the fear go as she just reveled in the feel of his sweet mouth, and scent, as they both seemed to envelope her.
At his question, Fallon held up both her newly manicured hands, palms up, and appeared to weigh the options.
"Running out in the forrest versus crawling back into bed with my lover...running, or making love? Hmmm...that's a tough decision."
And she gave him a wink, yet no answer, as she continued to weigh the ideas.
Passionate Promises (Private)
Cyrus was pleased the door opened before them as they raced up the steps, uncaring if Ginger saw the door open on its own or not. Once they were inside he secured the door while opening the downstairs. Watching his mate blaze the trail to their bedroom, he slowly removed his shirt, locking doors behind them. Carefully removing his weapons and shoes he walked into their bedroom in nothing but pale leather pants and smoldering desire.
Their bed was slightly mussed from sitting upon it to get ready earlier, which made it look inviting. Covers folded upon themselves as he watched, picturing his Fallon spawled upon the soft bed naked. His patience had increased but the desire was still burning within him, he needed his kitten desperately. A low rumble of passion forced its way out as he watched her with a fiery intensity.
Fallon
18 years ago
Cyrus
18 years ago
One brow arched as she weighed the choices in each hand. Her kisses had already convinced him of a desire to return to bed, at least on his part. Laughing he scooped her up into his arms and spun them around once before marching back into the bedroom. Rolling them both onto the bed in a tangle of arms, legs, hair and silk clothing he pleaded his case with kisses and gentle nips.
Finally he looked down at her, sprawled out on the bed in a tangle of sheets, hair splayed out on the pillow, flushed from his kisses. There was a promsing glint in his eye and a odd smile on his face, hiding a leer. "Now which one would you rather do, Wildcat?"
Tomorrow night would be soon enough to rejoin the world, tonight he just wanted to spend his time alone and preferably naked with his kitten. Nuzzling her neck and nibbling upon her collar bone, Cyrus breathed her scent in deeply. A satisfied sound rumbled up and he let himself rest a bit more firmly atop his mate, just laying with her was amazing to him.
Finally he looked down at her, sprawled out on the bed in a tangle of sheets, hair splayed out on the pillow, flushed from his kisses. There was a promsing glint in his eye and a odd smile on his face, hiding a leer. "Now which one would you rather do, Wildcat?"
Tomorrow night would be soon enough to rejoin the world, tonight he just wanted to spend his time alone and preferably naked with his kitten. Nuzzling her neck and nibbling upon her collar bone, Cyrus breathed her scent in deeply. A satisfied sound rumbled up and he let himself rest a bit more firmly atop his mate, just laying with her was amazing to him.
Fallon
18 years ago
Pretty sure she was playing with fire, though not sure the extent, Fallon expected Cyrus to react in some way, but when he grabbed her up in his arms she squealed. A fit of laughter ensued all the way to the bed. But once he'd laid her down there, the laughter ceased, and was replaced with wanton hunger.
Her robe had come untied, and was barely still on her arms once he spoke. Of course she no longer had any issues with modesty when it came to Cyrus, so it never occurred to her to do anything other than lay there under his gaze.
Picking up her hands again, in the way she had been weighing her options earlier, Fallon quickly wrapped them around her mate, and growled.
"Here...this...above anyone, and all else...with you, here like this...always."
As he covered her with his body, Fallon's hands scratched up his back, beginning low on his ass, and continuing until they reached the back of his neck. She didn't dig in deep enough to cause him to bleed, or even leave any marks for more than a few minutes, but like nipping on his neck and shoulders, it was a slightly more energetic sign of affection, than abuse. At least until he told her he didn't like it, or asked her to stop, Fallon thought nothing about it beyond another way of giving him pleasure.
Her hands then rubbed back down the same path, and came to rest low on his ass, cupping him to her.
Her robe had come untied, and was barely still on her arms once he spoke. Of course she no longer had any issues with modesty when it came to Cyrus, so it never occurred to her to do anything other than lay there under his gaze.
Picking up her hands again, in the way she had been weighing her options earlier, Fallon quickly wrapped them around her mate, and growled.
"Here...this...above anyone, and all else...with you, here like this...always."
As he covered her with his body, Fallon's hands scratched up his back, beginning low on his ass, and continuing until they reached the back of his neck. She didn't dig in deep enough to cause him to bleed, or even leave any marks for more than a few minutes, but like nipping on his neck and shoulders, it was a slightly more energetic sign of affection, than abuse. At least until he told her he didn't like it, or asked her to stop, Fallon thought nothing about it beyond another way of giving him pleasure.
Her hands then rubbed back down the same path, and came to rest low on his ass, cupping him to her.
Cyrus
18 years ago
Cyrus growled his approval at her comments and actions. While he was still slightly tired from their earlier exertions, something about Fallon could always ignite his passions. Kissing her deeply and playfully he enjoyed being held so close to her, which made him thrust his hips slightly against her welcoming body.
Turning from her lush lips to the sweet scented skin of her jaw and neck he rained kisses and playful nibblings across her skin. Content to go slowly this time, he reveled in the sensations touching his Wildcat propogated. His hands tangled in her hair briefly before moving down to play across her skin. Rubbing across her neck, shoulder and chest he kept up the assault upon their senses. Moving down very slightly with a simple arch to his back, the kisses began trailing downward to the ripe round breats of his mate.
Cyrus was satisfied just to be immersed in her, the scent, touch and taste of Fallon was intoxicating to him. Keeping the pace of their lovemaking indolent, he had yet to even rub his hardening cock against her overmuch. Instead he tried to bring her pleasure by worshiping her body with his mouth and hands.
Turning from her lush lips to the sweet scented skin of her jaw and neck he rained kisses and playful nibblings across her skin. Content to go slowly this time, he reveled in the sensations touching his Wildcat propogated. His hands tangled in her hair briefly before moving down to play across her skin. Rubbing across her neck, shoulder and chest he kept up the assault upon their senses. Moving down very slightly with a simple arch to his back, the kisses began trailing downward to the ripe round breats of his mate.
Cyrus was satisfied just to be immersed in her, the scent, touch and taste of Fallon was intoxicating to him. Keeping the pace of their lovemaking indolent, he had yet to even rub his hardening cock against her overmuch. Instead he tried to bring her pleasure by worshiping her body with his mouth and hands.
Fallon
18 years ago
Having just pampered her body, it seemed fitting that she should now present it to Cyrus for his pleasure. Wanton thoughts of gods, and goddesses filtered through her mind, and as she lay there she felt both...a goddess being worshiped by him, and an offering to him, her god.
Above all else, she felt loved.
While he did what he did so well, and found all her sensitive places with his fingers and lips, Fallon had to content herself with just catching his shoulder here, or his arm there in her lips and teeth. Her fingers had more room to roam, and when she could think straight she stroked and petted the parts of his body she knew were sensitive. Behind his ears, his nipples, his ass, all those places she could reach with relative ease, and did so.
Occasionally she would be in position to rub her leg against him, and could feel him growing, but there was no sense of urgency that there had been earlier. Languid, and relaxed, but no less erotic, or sensual, they moved together towards a shared goal, with a shared love.
Above all else, she felt loved.
While he did what he did so well, and found all her sensitive places with his fingers and lips, Fallon had to content herself with just catching his shoulder here, or his arm there in her lips and teeth. Her fingers had more room to roam, and when she could think straight she stroked and petted the parts of his body she knew were sensitive. Behind his ears, his nipples, his ass, all those places she could reach with relative ease, and did so.
Occasionally she would be in position to rub her leg against him, and could feel him growing, but there was no sense of urgency that there had been earlier. Languid, and relaxed, but no less erotic, or sensual, they moved together towards a shared goal, with a shared love.
Cyrus
18 years ago
Pleased she did not mind slow and thorough, he continued to worship her body. Rubbing his face against her wonderful skin until he could only smell her scent, caused him to groan in pleasure. Working slowly down Fallon's beautiful body he kissed and licked every inch, lapping at her flesh like a kitten at a bowl of milk. Special attention was paid to her sensitive spots, such as bend of her elbows, wrists, navel, hip bones and ankles. He was kneeling on the floor by the time he got to her toes. Admiring the orange pink shade that probably had some real name he kissed the bottom of each one. Laving the bottom of her feet with his tongue before returning his attention to the delicate bones visible in her ankles. Those small little protuberances delighted him for some unknown reason so he proceeded to kiss and suck on them.
Finally he felt sure that every inch of her skin had been cherished properly and climbed back up onto the bed. The bottom of his feet carressed her legs as he crawled on hands and knees over her, surrounding her but not yet putting his weight or too much skin against hers. His eyes were hot with desire as he looked at her gorgeous form.
"Sexy Kitten, roll over for me." His voice was thick with passion as he tried to coax her.
Finally he felt sure that every inch of her skin had been cherished properly and climbed back up onto the bed. The bottom of his feet carressed her legs as he crawled on hands and knees over her, surrounding her but not yet putting his weight or too much skin against hers. His eyes were hot with desire as he looked at her gorgeous form.
"Sexy Kitten, roll over for me." His voice was thick with passion as he tried to coax her.
Fallon
18 years ago
Very surprised that her toes would become such a focus of his interest, Fallon was even more awed at how good it felt. Who would have thought her feet would become a point of erotic pleasure?
Starting to feel the first pangs of real arousal again, Fallon was becoming slightly fitful in her attempts to show Cyrus pleasure as well, forgetting that he was creating a lot of his own pleasure at the moment. By the time he had loved almost every square inch of her body, and had returned to hover above her, Fallon was more than ready with need.
"Turn over?" While repeating his request as a question, there was no real question there. She turned without hesitation, and rested her cheek on her crossed arms. Closing her eyes, and smiling, Fallon excitedly waited for whatever Cyrus had in mind. The night was young enough still that she knew her turn to love him would come again.
Starting to feel the first pangs of real arousal again, Fallon was becoming slightly fitful in her attempts to show Cyrus pleasure as well, forgetting that he was creating a lot of his own pleasure at the moment. By the time he had loved almost every square inch of her body, and had returned to hover above her, Fallon was more than ready with need.
"Turn over?" While repeating his request as a question, there was no real question there. She turned without hesitation, and rested her cheek on her crossed arms. Closing her eyes, and smiling, Fallon excitedly waited for whatever Cyrus had in mind. The night was young enough still that she knew her turn to love him would come again.
Cyrus
18 years ago
Having her turn over so he could kiss every inch of her body had been his intention. Unfortunately the sight of her sleek back and lush rear had his body screaming for her. Petting her hair lightly he groaned at the sensation of silk flowing through his fingers. His fangs ached to grasp her by the back of the neck and hold her while thrusting hard inside her.
That way was dangerous though, so he stamped down on the leopard like urge and avoided the ripe spot. Climbing between her legs to rest his weight on his heels he began his new passionate assault upon her body. Running his hands over every portion of skin. Not quite a massage, more of a petting. His hands traveled over her shoulders and down her arms only to turn around and travel up once more to her shoulder blades. Gently he stroked the bumps of her spin and lush curve of her rear. He only made it to her feet and back once before he could take no more.
Urging her to her knees his fingers slipped towards her womanly heat. A low rumble sounded his need for her. Insistantly he pulled her hips upwards so he could slip inside. The shout of satisfaction was unrestrainable as he sank to the hilt. Holding her hips still he began long slow strokes, pulling out almost entirely only to plunge back in deeply in an even unhurried pace. The feeling was indescribable, Cyrus was in heaven.
That way was dangerous though, so he stamped down on the leopard like urge and avoided the ripe spot. Climbing between her legs to rest his weight on his heels he began his new passionate assault upon her body. Running his hands over every portion of skin. Not quite a massage, more of a petting. His hands traveled over her shoulders and down her arms only to turn around and travel up once more to her shoulder blades. Gently he stroked the bumps of her spin and lush curve of her rear. He only made it to her feet and back once before he could take no more.
Urging her to her knees his fingers slipped towards her womanly heat. A low rumble sounded his need for her. Insistantly he pulled her hips upwards so he could slip inside. The shout of satisfaction was unrestrainable as he sank to the hilt. Holding her hips still he began long slow strokes, pulling out almost entirely only to plunge back in deeply in an even unhurried pace. The feeling was indescribable, Cyrus was in heaven.
Fallon
18 years ago
Shivering at a few of his kisses, when they happened to land on a spot that seemed more electrically charged than the others, it wasn't at all a relaxing attention he was paying her. Contrary to what she'd imagined it only served to heighten the sensation of something building up inside her again. And as much as she wanted to see his face, kiss his body, and feel him with her fingers, she just gave over to his desires for now. It was an easy thing to do under the circumstances.
Figuring out where he would end up wasn't difficult for Fallon, and she could only urge him on with her little purrs and growls as she moved towards his lips and hands. She was up on her knees almost before his nudge, and spreading her legs she welcomed him. His fingers first were almost a disappointment, but then she realized they were only a prelude. Not till he had thrust into her, and filled her, did she feel again complete.
Try as he might to hold her hips, Fallon's body now knew to move back against Cyrus in opposite rhythm to her. Each stroke rubbed against a series of nerves, deep inside her, that started little chain reactions through her lower body. Each new stroke caused the effect to grow stronger, making the next that much stronger in sequence. Before long she knew the next stroke would spark the final fuse, and all she'd be able to do would be to let the main explosion rush through her.
"Cyrus...Cyrus...Cyrus..."
She half moaned, half gasped.
Figuring out where he would end up wasn't difficult for Fallon, and she could only urge him on with her little purrs and growls as she moved towards his lips and hands. She was up on her knees almost before his nudge, and spreading her legs she welcomed him. His fingers first were almost a disappointment, but then she realized they were only a prelude. Not till he had thrust into her, and filled her, did she feel again complete.
Try as he might to hold her hips, Fallon's body now knew to move back against Cyrus in opposite rhythm to her. Each stroke rubbed against a series of nerves, deep inside her, that started little chain reactions through her lower body. Each new stroke caused the effect to grow stronger, making the next that much stronger in sequence. Before long she knew the next stroke would spark the final fuse, and all she'd be able to do would be to let the main explosion rush through her.
"Cyrus...Cyrus...Cyrus..."
She half moaned, half gasped.
Cyrus
18 years ago
The slide of her hips through his hands was electric. Every inch of skin that rushed past only to race back set his fingertips to tingling. Adding that to the sensations of her inner muscles gripping him so deliciously he knew that time was short. Still he kept making long slow strokes. Body twitching he growled at the sound of her chanting his name. That was all he needed. Two fierce deep strokes and he was shouting his pleasure and trying not to dig his fingers into her skin.
Legs shaking, he knelt there, breathing hard, basking in the shakey aftermath of well spent ardor. "Dear Gods, Kitten. Pleasure like this may be the death of me."
He was unsure how she could take so much pleasure. Just touching and kissing her body had worked him up into a frenzy of lust. Imagining her returning even just a tiny portion of that lovemaking would kill him, he was sure of that. Still he made no move that indicated he wished to stop being with her. Did that make him suicidal or simply male?
Legs shaking, he knelt there, breathing hard, basking in the shakey aftermath of well spent ardor. "Dear Gods, Kitten. Pleasure like this may be the death of me."
He was unsure how she could take so much pleasure. Just touching and kissing her body had worked him up into a frenzy of lust. Imagining her returning even just a tiny portion of that lovemaking would kill him, he was sure of that. Still he made no move that indicated he wished to stop being with her. Did that make him suicidal or simply male?
Fallon
18 years ago
How he managed to do that would probably always remain a mystery to Fallon, but as Cyrus found his release her's was triggered as well, and the two of them seemed to ride the pleasure together. And when she was floating on the downside, Fallon turned over and pulled Cyrus into her arms.
"I certainly don't want to kill you Cyrus, so I guess that means no more sex for you tonight...?" Managing to keep a straight face, Fallon soothingly petted the side of his face, while allowing her breathing to return to normal. Of course she knew he was teasing, and so she couldn't resist returning the joke. She had also come to know him well enough to understand he could take a lot more 'torture' , especially if she insisted. And she would, for sure...after a bit.
"It's alright love...I know this all might be a bit difficult for you to take, at your advanced age, and all. Having a much younger lover can take it's toll."
Mentally Fallon cursed herself for going too far, she thought. In truth she'd rather be struck dead herself than ever do or say anything to hurt Cyrus. No doubt it was he own exhaustion that led her to tease him so unrelentingly.
"I certainly don't want to kill you Cyrus, so I guess that means no more sex for you tonight...?" Managing to keep a straight face, Fallon soothingly petted the side of his face, while allowing her breathing to return to normal. Of course she knew he was teasing, and so she couldn't resist returning the joke. She had also come to know him well enough to understand he could take a lot more 'torture' , especially if she insisted. And she would, for sure...after a bit.
"It's alright love...I know this all might be a bit difficult for you to take, at your advanced age, and all. Having a much younger lover can take it's toll."
Mentally Fallon cursed herself for going too far, she thought. In truth she'd rather be struck dead herself than ever do or say anything to hurt Cyrus. No doubt it was he own exhaustion that led her to tease him so unrelentingly.
Cyrus
18 years ago
He was unsure if he actually believed her, no more sex? Well, maybe just for the rest of the night. Wrapping his arms around her and cuddling close he groaned at both concepts, more versus none. What a horrible decision to have to make. Though if they were going to go at it again he definately needed sustinance.
Her second quip caught him by surprise. Disbelief showed on his face as he plotted his revenge. "Advanced Age, hhmm? At least I am still virile enough not to need those little blue pills. Plus, with age, comes great skill."
Perhaps it was not the right time but he mentally began another passionate assault upon the teasing minx in his arms. Invisible fingers pinched her nipples while a phantom tongue licked her clit mercilessly. Finally he decided that there had been enough pleasure only and he added tickling fingers to her ribs and feet to the mix. Maintaining all these telikinetic ghosts was a stretch but he knew there was room for one more should she still have a smart comeback.
Grinning wickedly he tried not to laugh.
Her second quip caught him by surprise. Disbelief showed on his face as he plotted his revenge. "Advanced Age, hhmm? At least I am still virile enough not to need those little blue pills. Plus, with age, comes great skill."
Perhaps it was not the right time but he mentally began another passionate assault upon the teasing minx in his arms. Invisible fingers pinched her nipples while a phantom tongue licked her clit mercilessly. Finally he decided that there had been enough pleasure only and he added tickling fingers to her ribs and feet to the mix. Maintaining all these telikinetic ghosts was a stretch but he knew there was room for one more should she still have a smart comeback.
Grinning wickedly he tried not to laugh.
Fallon
18 years ago
"Oh my god, Cyrusssssssss! STOOPPPP!!!" At the touch of his invisible fingers and tongue, Fallon cried back. But her cries soon became peals of laughter when the tickling began.
"I give! I give! Cyrus you know I was just teasing...you are the most virile of men, the most skilled of lovers..." Her giggles and twisting movements were becoming louder and more frantic. She grabbed his arms trying to stop him, even though she knew he wasn't using his arms. How could she grab the ghostly lover who continued to assault her...she wrapped her hand around his maleness, and held on.
"See! I feel your strength growing again..." And the tears were running down the sides of her face, into her ears, as her laughter barely slowed.
"I give! I give! Cyrus you know I was just teasing...you are the most virile of men, the most skilled of lovers..." Her giggles and twisting movements were becoming louder and more frantic. She grabbed his arms trying to stop him, even though she knew he wasn't using his arms. How could she grab the ghostly lover who continued to assault her...she wrapped her hand around his maleness, and held on.
"See! I feel your strength growing again..." And the tears were running down the sides of her face, into her ears, as her laughter barely slowed.
Cyrus
18 years ago
His laughter breaking free as he gently wiped the tears of laughter from Fallon's face. All the tickling and teasing stopped except for one gentle spank administered to her rear.
"Pulling the leopards tail is never a wise move Kitten." He was still chuckling and smiling. Hopefully she enjoyed his teasing as much as he had hers. While that was a loaded comment he was refering to her earlier joke about his age.
Gently removing her fingers from his wayward organ before wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close. Rolling slightly until they ended up on their sides facing eachother. A feeling of contentment had him lighly brushing her hair back from her face.
"You are the most amazing woman. I do not ever recall being this happy, you work miracles Kitten." Not meaning to have changed to mood from playful to sappy he finished his thought and kissed her firmly.
In the eleven hundred years he had roamed this earth he had seen more bad than good. It was why he collected items rather than close friends. Objects were permanent, people changed or died. The life expectancy of a member of the horde was so very low. Together he and Temutai had tried to fight for the great Khans raiding everywhere from Korea to Poland to Russia in an effort to further their Great Leader's goals and perhaps save some of their fellow Mongol's lives. Somewhere along the way he had become one of the sedentary people. He was happy though, and that was more than he could say battles could not hold a candle to.
"Pulling the leopards tail is never a wise move Kitten." He was still chuckling and smiling. Hopefully she enjoyed his teasing as much as he had hers. While that was a loaded comment he was refering to her earlier joke about his age.
Gently removing her fingers from his wayward organ before wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close. Rolling slightly until they ended up on their sides facing eachother. A feeling of contentment had him lighly brushing her hair back from her face.
"You are the most amazing woman. I do not ever recall being this happy, you work miracles Kitten." Not meaning to have changed to mood from playful to sappy he finished his thought and kissed her firmly.
In the eleven hundred years he had roamed this earth he had seen more bad than good. It was why he collected items rather than close friends. Objects were permanent, people changed or died. The life expectancy of a member of the horde was so very low. Together he and Temutai had tried to fight for the great Khans raiding everywhere from Korea to Poland to Russia in an effort to further their Great Leader's goals and perhaps save some of their fellow Mongol's lives. Somewhere along the way he had become one of the sedentary people. He was happy though, and that was more than he could say battles could not hold a candle to.
Fallon
18 years ago
Trying to look indignant at the swat on her butt, Fallon gave up and kissed Cyrus instead.
"If that's the worst you can deal out, I can live with it." Funnily enough, Fallon no longer equated violence with anything in her life, and the comment was made without any correlation to her past experiences. In bed with Cyrus, it was just Cyrus. No ghosts haunted her any longer. In such a short time, he'd managed to completely obliterate anything that had come before him. He was her first LOVER, in every way imaginable but the literal physical sense.
His admonishment with reference to his 'tail' made her giggle. And while she knew exactly what he'd meant, she couldn't let it go as such.
"Never a wise move? Hmmmmmm...I'll bet I could get you to eat those words." But she'd give him a few minutes to recover, and would content herself cuddled in his arms. Her face only inches from his, she could only smile as she gazed into his eyes. Closing them slowly, she brushed her nose along his, and brushed her lips across his. When he spoke again she blushed at his loving words. Cyrus was not without flattery, but he didn't throw the sentiments around as easily as some. This only made Fallon appreciate them that much more.
Once he'd thoroughly kissed her, she kissed him along his neck, and shoulder, then hotly whispered into his ear.
"Before I try and make you admit to me how nice it really is having your tail pulled...shall I bring you a bit of nourishment, to replenish what you gave me earlier? I really want you to regain your strength..."
Fallon was trying very hard to sound sultry and erotic, but somehow had the idea she just wasn't pulling it off. It might have been the giggles that she just couldn't fully contain. But not wanting Cyrus to think she didn't get the magnitude of what he was saying, she rubbed her finger along his cheek, again looking him square in the eyes, kissed him softly, and mouthed... "I really do love you, so very much."
"If that's the worst you can deal out, I can live with it." Funnily enough, Fallon no longer equated violence with anything in her life, and the comment was made without any correlation to her past experiences. In bed with Cyrus, it was just Cyrus. No ghosts haunted her any longer. In such a short time, he'd managed to completely obliterate anything that had come before him. He was her first LOVER, in every way imaginable but the literal physical sense.
His admonishment with reference to his 'tail' made her giggle. And while she knew exactly what he'd meant, she couldn't let it go as such.
"Never a wise move? Hmmmmmm...I'll bet I could get you to eat those words." But she'd give him a few minutes to recover, and would content herself cuddled in his arms. Her face only inches from his, she could only smile as she gazed into his eyes. Closing them slowly, she brushed her nose along his, and brushed her lips across his. When he spoke again she blushed at his loving words. Cyrus was not without flattery, but he didn't throw the sentiments around as easily as some. This only made Fallon appreciate them that much more.
Once he'd thoroughly kissed her, she kissed him along his neck, and shoulder, then hotly whispered into his ear.
"Before I try and make you admit to me how nice it really is having your tail pulled...shall I bring you a bit of nourishment, to replenish what you gave me earlier? I really want you to regain your strength..."
Fallon was trying very hard to sound sultry and erotic, but somehow had the idea she just wasn't pulling it off. It might have been the giggles that she just couldn't fully contain. But not wanting Cyrus to think she didn't get the magnitude of what he was saying, she rubbed her finger along his cheek, again looking him square in the eyes, kissed him softly, and mouthed... "I really do love you, so very much."
Cyrus
18 years ago
Fallon was such a delight, he simply lay there smiling at her. He loved when she got sassy, it was cute. Unable to resist he kissed her again before letting her go.
"Sustinance would be appreciated." Unable to stop from licking his lips and looking at her with the hot fires of love in his gaze after that comment. Opening the locks on all the doors so she could venture up at her leisure he made no move to release her. Instead he basked in the love she gave him. Even though her comment had been silent it rang loud and clear as a monastary bell on a cold mountaintop. Breathing deeply just for one moment, trying to capture all her love, kindness, passion and generosity, he found himself smiling once more. Fallon's doing of course. Before her he did not think he had ever smiled much at all. Now he did not think he could stop.
Knowing she would stand up and head up stairs soon he thought it wise to let her know the doors were unlocked. "I unlocked our doors for you whenever you are ready to head upstairs. We should have a manual switch installed so you never feel trapped in here though. I am sorry I did not think of that earlier."
He hated that one of them needed to venture to the upper level just to get blood. Why they did not install a small fridge down here, he did not know. At least their palace home would contain a completely self sufficient master suite for them.
"Sustinance would be appreciated." Unable to stop from licking his lips and looking at her with the hot fires of love in his gaze after that comment. Opening the locks on all the doors so she could venture up at her leisure he made no move to release her. Instead he basked in the love she gave him. Even though her comment had been silent it rang loud and clear as a monastary bell on a cold mountaintop. Breathing deeply just for one moment, trying to capture all her love, kindness, passion and generosity, he found himself smiling once more. Fallon's doing of course. Before her he did not think he had ever smiled much at all. Now he did not think he could stop.
Knowing she would stand up and head up stairs soon he thought it wise to let her know the doors were unlocked. "I unlocked our doors for you whenever you are ready to head upstairs. We should have a manual switch installed so you never feel trapped in here though. I am sorry I did not think of that earlier."
He hated that one of them needed to venture to the upper level just to get blood. Why they did not install a small fridge down here, he did not know. At least their palace home would contain a completely self sufficient master suite for them.
Fallon
18 years ago
The way he said 'sustenance' made Fallon shiver a little...and for a brief flash she wasn't sure they were talking about the same thing. His mentioning the door locks brought her focus back on the other matter and she smiled before kissing his nose.
Rubbing her hands along his sides and back, Fallon slipped out of his arms, and grabbed her robe again. She doubted she would run into anyone, outside of possibly Suki, and Fallon wasn't shy around her friend. But because the upstairs always seemed so open, it seemed natural to add at least a small bit of cover.
"I would appreciate that, if for no other reason than...well...I don't ever feel trapped when you're with me Cyrus, but yes, for safety sake if nothing else." She had almost said 'in case of fire', but that wasn't anything she wanted to contemplate now. "And I'll leave that to you to discuss with Suki."
Even if she hadn't agreed to that earlier, anything involving the house Fallon just as soon left up to Cyrus to take care of.
Tying the belt to her robe tighter, Fallon moved back to the bed, to kneel on it and lean over to kiss Cyrus.
"You can't think of everything...not if you want to keep a little part of your brain open and set aside for us."
And knowing as she leaned in to kiss him, her robe would gape open, and give him a view of two of her better assets, Fallon lingered just a few seconds longer.
Turning, before she forgot what she was headed for, Fallon tried to leave the room as seductively as she could. Without any practice or way of seeing what she was doing, she only hoped he didn't think her completely insane.
Barefoot, Fallon nearly sprinted up the stairs and into the kitchen. Once she had a bottle opened, and a glass in case he wanted it, she was just about to return to their chambers. But instead she walked to the window and looked outside. The view was just of the woods, but Fallon loved it. Part of her feelings probably came from growing up locked in the house all day long, and then when married it was just more of the same. Now that she had the freedom to enjoy it, she reveled in it. She also chalked up some of the emotion to her new inner creature. It seemed natural that having that inside her would make her long for whatever made that cat comfortable.
Traipsing back downstairs she tried to again capture the seductress inside her, and sauntered through the doorway and to the bed.
"Your meal awaits sire."
Rubbing her hands along his sides and back, Fallon slipped out of his arms, and grabbed her robe again. She doubted she would run into anyone, outside of possibly Suki, and Fallon wasn't shy around her friend. But because the upstairs always seemed so open, it seemed natural to add at least a small bit of cover.
"I would appreciate that, if for no other reason than...well...I don't ever feel trapped when you're with me Cyrus, but yes, for safety sake if nothing else." She had almost said 'in case of fire', but that wasn't anything she wanted to contemplate now. "And I'll leave that to you to discuss with Suki."
Even if she hadn't agreed to that earlier, anything involving the house Fallon just as soon left up to Cyrus to take care of.
Tying the belt to her robe tighter, Fallon moved back to the bed, to kneel on it and lean over to kiss Cyrus.
"You can't think of everything...not if you want to keep a little part of your brain open and set aside for us."
And knowing as she leaned in to kiss him, her robe would gape open, and give him a view of two of her better assets, Fallon lingered just a few seconds longer.
Turning, before she forgot what she was headed for, Fallon tried to leave the room as seductively as she could. Without any practice or way of seeing what she was doing, she only hoped he didn't think her completely insane.
Barefoot, Fallon nearly sprinted up the stairs and into the kitchen. Once she had a bottle opened, and a glass in case he wanted it, she was just about to return to their chambers. But instead she walked to the window and looked outside. The view was just of the woods, but Fallon loved it. Part of her feelings probably came from growing up locked in the house all day long, and then when married it was just more of the same. Now that she had the freedom to enjoy it, she reveled in it. She also chalked up some of the emotion to her new inner creature. It seemed natural that having that inside her would make her long for whatever made that cat comfortable.
Traipsing back downstairs she tried to again capture the seductress inside her, and sauntered through the doorway and to the bed.
"Your meal awaits sire."
Cyrus
18 years ago
He was the luckiest man in the world. Not only was she understanding of the situation she did not blame him for not thinking of it sooner. And then of course there was that pose she held long enough to get a rise out of him. Watching her walk away, knowing how close he had been to snatching that robe from her once more. He found it ironic that the slash of a symbol on the curve of her hip read 'lust'.
Looking around the room he quickly did a bit of housekeeping mentally. His clothes from much earlier were simply tossed in his closet, he placed them neatly in the laundry bags while his boots made their way to their standard location. The silk pants he had worn earlier folded and floated to a shelf for him to use later, three minutes of wear did not count as dirty. Finishing with a quick straightening of the bed and pillow rearrangement, he laid back and smiled, awaiting Fallon's return.
A lusty grin caught him by surprise as she swayed into the room and up to the bed. Taking the items from her hands and placing the chilled bottle and empty glass on the bedside table he pulled her down to join him. The bottle upended a serving into the glass while he worked on arranging her in his lap comfortably. Her book made its way into the bedroom from where she had left it, carefully flying to her still marked at the page she had left it open on.
"Can you tell me about this book? I do not read much, just martial type books by great generals or leaders." Books aside from actual recounts by brilliant tacticians bored him generally. Plus the historical inaccuracies angered him. Why her book interested him, he did not know, but maybe he was trying to get to know his woman just a little bit better. And with her snuggled on his lap there was no way he would forget her earlier promise to 'pull his tail' more any time soon.
Looking around the room he quickly did a bit of housekeeping mentally. His clothes from much earlier were simply tossed in his closet, he placed them neatly in the laundry bags while his boots made their way to their standard location. The silk pants he had worn earlier folded and floated to a shelf for him to use later, three minutes of wear did not count as dirty. Finishing with a quick straightening of the bed and pillow rearrangement, he laid back and smiled, awaiting Fallon's return.
A lusty grin caught him by surprise as she swayed into the room and up to the bed. Taking the items from her hands and placing the chilled bottle and empty glass on the bedside table he pulled her down to join him. The bottle upended a serving into the glass while he worked on arranging her in his lap comfortably. Her book made its way into the bedroom from where she had left it, carefully flying to her still marked at the page she had left it open on.
"Can you tell me about this book? I do not read much, just martial type books by great generals or leaders." Books aside from actual recounts by brilliant tacticians bored him generally. Plus the historical inaccuracies angered him. Why her book interested him, he did not know, but maybe he was trying to get to know his woman just a little bit better. And with her snuggled on his lap there was no way he would forget her earlier promise to 'pull his tail' more any time soon.
Fallon
18 years ago
Gladly she joined him on the bed, and watched as he moved things with his mind. How truly helpful it was to have an ability like that, instead of one that allowed her to blend into the shadows...especially since that wasn't something she needed to do anymore. But, her other ability was bringing her more and more pleasure, so she guessed she would be happy with her lot. Besides...Cyrus was a giving and sharing man, and if she needed something, she was sure he'd provide it, with that little mental flick of his mind.
Snuggling against him, she really had other ideas for how to spend their remaining evening, and reading was very low on the list. But because he seemed interested, she would gladly tell him what she could.
"First off, the author is a doctor, and because his stories all take place in a medical setting, it really does seem authentic...realistic...sometimes in a rather frightening way. His books are called medical mysteries, but the mysteries rarely lie in medicine. This book has to do with people who go into the hospital for routine operations...tonsillectomies, hysterectomies, nothing really serious in the grand scheme of things, but for some reason something goes wrong and they wind up in a coma." Holding up the book, the title was 'Coma' and the author was Robin Cook. "I've read several of his books, but this one is one of his first that I never got around to before. I just found a copy in a used bookstore a couple weeks ago."
Fallon smiled. Rarely did they talk about such everyday things, but she was enjoying it. She only hoped he didn't want her to ask about some of the things she'd seen him reading...
"Definitely not anything relating to historical battles I'm afraid."
Snuggling against him, she really had other ideas for how to spend their remaining evening, and reading was very low on the list. But because he seemed interested, she would gladly tell him what she could.
"First off, the author is a doctor, and because his stories all take place in a medical setting, it really does seem authentic...realistic...sometimes in a rather frightening way. His books are called medical mysteries, but the mysteries rarely lie in medicine. This book has to do with people who go into the hospital for routine operations...tonsillectomies, hysterectomies, nothing really serious in the grand scheme of things, but for some reason something goes wrong and they wind up in a coma." Holding up the book, the title was 'Coma' and the author was Robin Cook. "I've read several of his books, but this one is one of his first that I never got around to before. I just found a copy in a used bookstore a couple weeks ago."
Fallon smiled. Rarely did they talk about such everyday things, but she was enjoying it. She only hoped he didn't want her to ask about some of the things she'd seen him reading...
"Definitely not anything relating to historical battles I'm afraid."
Cyrus
18 years ago
Listening to her enthusiasm made him smile, still he did not understand. "So you read this why?"
The discourses by military leaders taught tactics and solutions, what would 'medical mysteries' teach? Perhaps it was simply something to do like he collected antiquities because he enjoyed it.
The full glass landed in his hand and he took a sip of the slightly chilled fluid. The shot of energy helped pull him out of the tired and languid state he had been in since the bite. Finishing the glass, he sent it back to the table.
The discourses by military leaders taught tactics and solutions, what would 'medical mysteries' teach? Perhaps it was simply something to do like he collected antiquities because he enjoyed it.
The full glass landed in his hand and he took a sip of the slightly chilled fluid. The shot of energy helped pull him out of the tired and languid state he had been in since the bite. Finishing the glass, he sent it back to the table.