His question wasn't at all surprising. Fallon knew a lot of people couldn't read fiction, whereas she rarely found non-fiction interesting enough to read for pleasure.
"I used to read to escape. I could project myself into the character and get away from my life for the short while I read. But I don't need to do that anymore, so now I read just for entertainment. It's like watching a movie at the theater, except I think reading is even more enthralling because you have to paint pictures of what goes on in your own imagination. You control the images, they aren't fed to you by a director and some actors." Of course movies had their place too. But they required a longer time comitment too...books could be read whenever you had time.
Watching him drink his meal, Fallon set aside her book, curled against him, and turned the question back on him.
"What do you do...just for fun...like if you have time on your hands and don't want to work?"
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
The escapism saddened him. Hugging her close and kissing her head, Cyrus wished he could personally tear that waste of human flesh she had called a husband to shreds. His desire to be discret came back to haunt him. Still comforting her while contemplating the result of reading rather than its causes. When he wished to escape he did, shifting or loosing himself in his collections. Since he had been alive so long that he could simply change who he was as needed.
"I shift to escape the human world. I have my collections to soothe me should the wild be unreachable or undesirable. But satisfying my hunger generally takes most of my time. Or did before Suki." He probably escaped more than Fallon had, just based on the amount of years he lived as a leopard.
The gentle petting of her hair continued as he hugged her close.
"I shift to escape the human world. I have my collections to soothe me should the wild be unreachable or undesirable. But satisfying my hunger generally takes most of my time. Or did before Suki." He probably escaped more than Fallon had, just based on the amount of years he lived as a leopard.
The gentle petting of her hair continued as he hugged her close.
Fallon
18 years ago
Rarely speaking of her other life, with each passing day it was becoming little more than abstract thoughts. She knew Cyrus wanted to protect her from it, and his closeness now, she knew was his way of trying to make her feel better. But she hoped eventually he would come to realize that through him she was healed, and none of what went before mattered to her or hurt her at all anymore.
And now that she could change too, she identified with that part of Cyrus' life, though she sensed he'd been better at helping her rid herself of that ugly other life, better than he had rid himself. Then again, she had a lot less baggage to deal with.
Stroking her fingertips lightly across his chest, she was a little sad that the fun they had been having seemed over, and things had taken a slightly serious tone.
"Maybe with me being around you more, I'll keep you distracted enough that you can change because you want to, and not to escape. I don't need to escape anymore because you've helped me put that part of my life away for good. Maybe I can help just a little?" And though the topic was still serious, Fallon was grinning, and also teasing Cyrus' nipple with her newly painted fingernail. And as she teased, her smile grew, and the teasing grew. She didn't really mind serious, but not tonight. Tonight she wanted only good things for Cyrus to think of.
Watching him drink, she waited patiently for him to finish. He already seemed to have more sparkle in his eyes...it was nice that they had such remarkable rejuvenating powers.
And now that she could change too, she identified with that part of Cyrus' life, though she sensed he'd been better at helping her rid herself of that ugly other life, better than he had rid himself. Then again, she had a lot less baggage to deal with.
Stroking her fingertips lightly across his chest, she was a little sad that the fun they had been having seemed over, and things had taken a slightly serious tone.
"Maybe with me being around you more, I'll keep you distracted enough that you can change because you want to, and not to escape. I don't need to escape anymore because you've helped me put that part of my life away for good. Maybe I can help just a little?" And though the topic was still serious, Fallon was grinning, and also teasing Cyrus' nipple with her newly painted fingernail. And as she teased, her smile grew, and the teasing grew. She didn't really mind serious, but not tonight. Tonight she wanted only good things for Cyrus to think of.
Watching him drink, she waited patiently for him to finish. He already seemed to have more sparkle in his eyes...it was nice that they had such remarkable rejuvenating powers.
Cyrus
18 years ago
"You have already helped me so much, Kitten." Every word was meant sincerely. She had already turned his life around so much, his actions seemed so small in comparison. Still she loved him and he would not take that for granted, it was to be savored and appreciated.
Dropping another kiss to the top of her head before rubbing his hand over her silk clad hip. A finger traced the printed symbol down her thigh. Such a teasing little minx, playing with his body with that painted fingertip. He found her attention nice but it would be a very slow build up this time on his end unfortunately. Pulling her closer to him one more time, he enjoyed the feel of her silk shroud weight against his thighs.
With a single finger under her chin he tilted her head up slightly and leaned down to kiss her deeply, with the love he felt inside pouring forth.
Dropping another kiss to the top of her head before rubbing his hand over her silk clad hip. A finger traced the printed symbol down her thigh. Such a teasing little minx, playing with his body with that painted fingertip. He found her attention nice but it would be a very slow build up this time on his end unfortunately. Pulling her closer to him one more time, he enjoyed the feel of her silk shroud weight against his thighs.
With a single finger under her chin he tilted her head up slightly and leaned down to kiss her deeply, with the love he felt inside pouring forth.
Fallon
18 years ago
In all honesty Fallon really couldn't see what in the world she could have done for Cyrus. She still saw him as her savior, lover, and overall man of tremendous strength. And those images didn't really lend well to an image of someone who she could really 'help', in any way. But for now she just smiled, and stroked his cheek, appreciating it as a kind, and loving gesture if nothing else.
When she felt his finger on the Asian symbol of her robe, she looked to him for a clue to what it meant, if anything. Yet his lips pressed against her's before she could ask. The kiss he gave her, while sending little shivers through her, was a vivid reminder her that he did love her. There was no mistaking the look in his eyes, or the tenderness, for lust, no matter how her body reacted. It was love, and Fallon's gaze back returned the same emotion.
"It's a beautiful robe, isn't it? But tell me...are these just decorations, or do they actually mean anything? I thought about asking Suki, since she must have picked it out...but I dare say you'd be more of an expert."
And since he had no robe with patterns for her to trace, she continued mapping out the muscles and veins along his taut skin. Their touches were languid, and evoked such happy thoughts in Fallon. She wanted to lie in his arms forever, but still felt like she had some excess energy to burn as well. Thinking now that she should give him time to gather a bit more strength, she wondered how he would feel if she went for a quick run by herself. She hesitated asking him though, not wanting to leave him, or make him feel obligated to trail after her when he really didn't want to.
When she felt his finger on the Asian symbol of her robe, she looked to him for a clue to what it meant, if anything. Yet his lips pressed against her's before she could ask. The kiss he gave her, while sending little shivers through her, was a vivid reminder her that he did love her. There was no mistaking the look in his eyes, or the tenderness, for lust, no matter how her body reacted. It was love, and Fallon's gaze back returned the same emotion.
"It's a beautiful robe, isn't it? But tell me...are these just decorations, or do they actually mean anything? I thought about asking Suki, since she must have picked it out...but I dare say you'd be more of an expert."
And since he had no robe with patterns for her to trace, she continued mapping out the muscles and veins along his taut skin. Their touches were languid, and evoked such happy thoughts in Fallon. She wanted to lie in his arms forever, but still felt like she had some excess energy to burn as well. Thinking now that she should give him time to gather a bit more strength, she wondered how he would feel if she went for a quick run by herself. She hesitated asking him though, not wanting to leave him, or make him feel obligated to trail after her when he really didn't want to.
Cyrus
18 years ago
Grinning at the request for the symbols to be read he traced them as he read them off.
"This backwards J shape with boxes on the stem reads Passion. This stick figure with a flat line for a head reads Heavens. This tilted backwards J with three small non-touching slashes means Heart. While this one here, this is lust."
His fingers found her hip and toyed with that kanji. It made him wonder if Suki knew what this said and if so, just where had she gotten it. Leering at the placement of that last one he could do no more than think of loving her one more time this eve. The bottled blood helped perk him up some, but not overly much. Perhaps another glass would help. Directing a small portion of attention to the bottle so that it poured without spilling a single drop into the glass. Needing to pluck the glass from the air he stopped tracing "lust" and sipped his drink.
"This backwards J shape with boxes on the stem reads Passion. This stick figure with a flat line for a head reads Heavens. This tilted backwards J with three small non-touching slashes means Heart. While this one here, this is lust."
His fingers found her hip and toyed with that kanji. It made him wonder if Suki knew what this said and if so, just where had she gotten it. Leering at the placement of that last one he could do no more than think of loving her one more time this eve. The bottled blood helped perk him up some, but not overly much. Perhaps another glass would help. Directing a small portion of attention to the bottle so that it poured without spilling a single drop into the glass. Needing to pluck the glass from the air he stopped tracing "lust" and sipped his drink.
Fallon
18 years ago
She started out watching as he pointed out the symbols and the English translations, but quickly got caught up in the words themselves, and the little ticklish motions Cyrus was making. The only thing that stopped Fallon from laughing was that Cyrus wasn't trying to tickle her now. Amazing the self control she could muster when necessary. She did finally giggle when he finished.
"That Suki...I'll bet you anything she knew exactly what the robe said, that sly puss. I almost think I should tell her you don't need any incentive in stirring up thoughts about sex...but for that look in your eyes, I'll instead thank her."
And that look made Fallon's decision for her...there would be no running tonight. When Cyrus had fed a bit more, she was sure he'd take care of her excess energy with her. Watching him drink, Fallon let the lust return to her eyes, and she licked her lips as she saw the blood slip over the rim of the glass, and into Cyrus' mouth. She wasn't hungry...except for him.
"That Suki...I'll bet you anything she knew exactly what the robe said, that sly puss. I almost think I should tell her you don't need any incentive in stirring up thoughts about sex...but for that look in your eyes, I'll instead thank her."
And that look made Fallon's decision for her...there would be no running tonight. When Cyrus had fed a bit more, she was sure he'd take care of her excess energy with her. Watching him drink, Fallon let the lust return to her eyes, and she licked her lips as she saw the blood slip over the rim of the glass, and into Cyrus' mouth. She wasn't hungry...except for him.
Cyrus
18 years ago
Noting the look in her eyes he put all thoughts of Suki out of his mind. Finishing the glass full of blood he flicked the vessel to the table with a thought. Licking his lips and returning her heated stare he wondered how they could still hunger so for eachother after the evening they had shared. Tracing her lower lip with his thumb while a hungry smile flashed fang.
"Hungry Kitten?" Stating the obvious probably did not win him any points on the intelligence scale. The predator in him found it amusing to be her prey, good thing that. If that was not the case he probably would have destoryed her there in Vesper Gardens. It was not that thought that made him shudder but the thought of never enjoying this fire between them. Pulling her close for a deep consuming kiss, he molded her body to him.
"Hungry Kitten?" Stating the obvious probably did not win him any points on the intelligence scale. The predator in him found it amusing to be her prey, good thing that. If that was not the case he probably would have destoryed her there in Vesper Gardens. It was not that thought that made him shudder but the thought of never enjoying this fire between them. Pulling her close for a deep consuming kiss, he molded her body to him.
Fallon
18 years ago
Hungry?
"Only for you, my love...only you." She whispered huskily, in response to his question. Funny how they'd again been thinking the same thing.
His thumb on her lip was a tease she couldn't pass up, and her tongue slid underneath it, and eased it into her mouth, where she nibbled it. Fallon could pull off seductive 'some' of the time, but no matter how hot she was for Cyrus, sometimes it just didn't seem the 'real' her. Now was one of those times, and though she loved the taste of his thumb, and her body really was wracked with lust, her face broke into a huge grin as she tried to maintain an air of wantonness.
Feeling playful again, but mindful of not getting to rowdy, Fallon felt herself melt against Cyrus, and rolled over to lie on top of him.
"Now...you just lie there, and let me do all the work." She giggled...a sound she was still getting used to as well. "Save your energy for the important stuff."
And now it was Fallon's turn to try and pleasure her man.
As she continued his kiss, she moved her body along the top of his. Her breasts rubbed her nipples against his and drew them into tight, little buds of sensitive nerves. She could feel his cock just below the juncture of her legs, the tip brushing between her slick folds as she see sawed back and forth. Leaving his mouth, her lips traveled around his neck, and ears, where she planted tiny nips, and followed up with loving licks. How it was that some men could skip over foreplay was a mystery to Fallon, as it seemed to add so much more to the act of lovemaking. If she could remember, she might ask Cyrus if he could explain it to her. Though that never seemed to be something he was at fault in.
When she slid lower on his body, to taste his nipples, she felt him almost slip inside her, but shifted until he was pressed firmly against her clit, instead. Surely they had not generated enough heat between them yet. Fallon didn't want to give in too soon. She wanted Cyrus to go to sleep TOTALLY sated, and with a smile on his face.
Her hands roved around his skin, as if reading him, every hair, every scar, every dimple she treasured, and remembered. Her tongue flicking sharply over his pectorals and nipples until it was moving lower, down the faint valley of his chest, and navel, and lower. She kissed the throbbing penis when she reached it, and toyed with the tip for a bit, but didn't linger except just long enough to hopefully make him ready for her.
Kissing her way back, and toying with his own lips a while longer, Fallon decided they'd both waited long enough. Shifting herself downward again, she let him enter her fully, before she pushed her body into more of a sitting position, and smiled at him.
"Are you sure you've enough energy to go on?"
Fallon was going to play a little more, but the feel of Cyrus inside her wouldn't let her. Before he could answer, she rotated her hips and lifted them from his shaft, only to sink down on top of him immediately thereafter. Their new dance had begun and Fallon was leading.
"Only for you, my love...only you." She whispered huskily, in response to his question. Funny how they'd again been thinking the same thing.
His thumb on her lip was a tease she couldn't pass up, and her tongue slid underneath it, and eased it into her mouth, where she nibbled it. Fallon could pull off seductive 'some' of the time, but no matter how hot she was for Cyrus, sometimes it just didn't seem the 'real' her. Now was one of those times, and though she loved the taste of his thumb, and her body really was wracked with lust, her face broke into a huge grin as she tried to maintain an air of wantonness.
Feeling playful again, but mindful of not getting to rowdy, Fallon felt herself melt against Cyrus, and rolled over to lie on top of him.
"Now...you just lie there, and let me do all the work." She giggled...a sound she was still getting used to as well. "Save your energy for the important stuff."
And now it was Fallon's turn to try and pleasure her man.
As she continued his kiss, she moved her body along the top of his. Her breasts rubbed her nipples against his and drew them into tight, little buds of sensitive nerves. She could feel his cock just below the juncture of her legs, the tip brushing between her slick folds as she see sawed back and forth. Leaving his mouth, her lips traveled around his neck, and ears, where she planted tiny nips, and followed up with loving licks. How it was that some men could skip over foreplay was a mystery to Fallon, as it seemed to add so much more to the act of lovemaking. If she could remember, she might ask Cyrus if he could explain it to her. Though that never seemed to be something he was at fault in.
When she slid lower on his body, to taste his nipples, she felt him almost slip inside her, but shifted until he was pressed firmly against her clit, instead. Surely they had not generated enough heat between them yet. Fallon didn't want to give in too soon. She wanted Cyrus to go to sleep TOTALLY sated, and with a smile on his face.
Her hands roved around his skin, as if reading him, every hair, every scar, every dimple she treasured, and remembered. Her tongue flicking sharply over his pectorals and nipples until it was moving lower, down the faint valley of his chest, and navel, and lower. She kissed the throbbing penis when she reached it, and toyed with the tip for a bit, but didn't linger except just long enough to hopefully make him ready for her.
Kissing her way back, and toying with his own lips a while longer, Fallon decided they'd both waited long enough. Shifting herself downward again, she let him enter her fully, before she pushed her body into more of a sitting position, and smiled at him.
"Are you sure you've enough energy to go on?"
Fallon was going to play a little more, but the feel of Cyrus inside her wouldn't let her. Before he could answer, she rotated her hips and lifted them from his shaft, only to sink down on top of him immediately thereafter. Their new dance had begun and Fallon was leading.
Cyrus
18 years ago
When the kitten turned into a wildcat, he lay back and enjoyed it. Such sweet teasing she gifted him with tugged at his heart and other portions of his anatomy. The sucking and licking done to his thumb caused him to think of her lips wrapped around his cock which caused a rush of lust and blood to rush there. Assisting her in pushing him back into a laying position he gently stroked the robe from her shoulders.
"I shall conserve my strength for you, Love." The feel of her body rubbing against his had his voice husky all ready. Thankfully the prior orgasams would give him enough control to last a respectable length of time this round as she tortured him lovingly. His hands roamed her hips and back while she explored his neck and chest. While he liked the feeling of her licking at his own pebbled nipples, he much prefered the press of hers to his. All thoughts of chests though were put on hold as he slid through her moist welcoming center. He was not frustrated by not finding himself deep inside her yet, instead he rubbed himself back and forth along her cleft gently. Not enough to throw her mission off but enough to make both of them burn hotter.
As she slid down his body his hands moved to her hair, to pet and encourage her. When she found his hard shaft he groaned. His saving grace was the short amount of time she spent teasing him. He ravaged her mouth when she finally made it back up his body and let him slip inside. Restraining himself from lunging up at her, he lay docile while she teased him.
"I think I can find some somewhere." The need to move was strong but thankfully after her comment she started rocking her hips, creating amazing friction and sensation.
Cyrus found her knees, bent on either side of his hips, and began to pet them with his fingers moving upwards. Not wanting to throw off her rhythm he kept his hands away from her hips, less risk of him trying to take control if he did not already have a hand hold. Watching her slide her body along the length of his cock inflamed his passion even more. She was so sexy.
Growling slightly he thrust his hips up in time to her downward thrusts. Loving the feel of her muscles gripping him, he knew that despite their prior activities he would have to try hard to make this last.
"You are amazing, my wildcat." He was not so far gone to have lost his language skills yet but his voice was harsh, strained with lust.
"I shall conserve my strength for you, Love." The feel of her body rubbing against his had his voice husky all ready. Thankfully the prior orgasams would give him enough control to last a respectable length of time this round as she tortured him lovingly. His hands roamed her hips and back while she explored his neck and chest. While he liked the feeling of her licking at his own pebbled nipples, he much prefered the press of hers to his. All thoughts of chests though were put on hold as he slid through her moist welcoming center. He was not frustrated by not finding himself deep inside her yet, instead he rubbed himself back and forth along her cleft gently. Not enough to throw her mission off but enough to make both of them burn hotter.
As she slid down his body his hands moved to her hair, to pet and encourage her. When she found his hard shaft he groaned. His saving grace was the short amount of time she spent teasing him. He ravaged her mouth when she finally made it back up his body and let him slip inside. Restraining himself from lunging up at her, he lay docile while she teased him.
"I think I can find some somewhere." The need to move was strong but thankfully after her comment she started rocking her hips, creating amazing friction and sensation.
Cyrus found her knees, bent on either side of his hips, and began to pet them with his fingers moving upwards. Not wanting to throw off her rhythm he kept his hands away from her hips, less risk of him trying to take control if he did not already have a hand hold. Watching her slide her body along the length of his cock inflamed his passion even more. She was so sexy.
Growling slightly he thrust his hips up in time to her downward thrusts. Loving the feel of her muscles gripping him, he knew that despite their prior activities he would have to try hard to make this last.
"You are amazing, my wildcat." He was not so far gone to have lost his language skills yet but his voice was harsh, strained with lust.
Fallon
18 years ago
Odd how the feel of his hands in her hair could both be soothing, and erotic...though not at the same time. She didn't even mind when he wrapped her tresses around his hand. Cyrus' even most physical actions were never abusive or too rough, and Fallon never failed to be turned on by them.
Never doubting he'd be able to keep up with her, even in his slightly spent state Cyrus quickly bounced back to the task, and she could feel the restraint he was using not to rush her. But Fallon had very little of the wherewithal to temper herself that way, and was now quickly reaching the top of her uphill climb.
Fallon almost wished they could remain as they now were for a lot longer, as the feel of Cyrus inside her was one of the most satisfying she'd ever felt. But the issue of release for them both took that choice out of her hands, and spurred her on to accomplish that.
The gyrations of her hips increased ,and they'd found their rhythm. Now when he thrust upwards, she firmly pushed downward, each stroke more electrifying than the last. Her breath was a mixture of short gasps, tiny moans, and occasional growls as the walls of her sex closed tightly around him, like a small glove.
Before long Fallon could sense what was imminent, and leaned flush against Cyrus for a deeply, passionate kiss, that she found nearly impossible to bring to an end. Yet end it must to enable her prior movements, finding it too difficult to move as she wished otherwise. Licking along his bottom lip, Fallon sat up again, and really did then become like a wildcat. The elusive itch was there to be scratched, and leaning back to brace herself on his thighs, Fallon did. Within a span of a very few minutes her body tensed above him for a second or two, and the rush of ecstacy flooded her. But greedily she moved to continue, not letting go of her pleasure and waiting for his.
Never doubting he'd be able to keep up with her, even in his slightly spent state Cyrus quickly bounced back to the task, and she could feel the restraint he was using not to rush her. But Fallon had very little of the wherewithal to temper herself that way, and was now quickly reaching the top of her uphill climb.
Fallon almost wished they could remain as they now were for a lot longer, as the feel of Cyrus inside her was one of the most satisfying she'd ever felt. But the issue of release for them both took that choice out of her hands, and spurred her on to accomplish that.
The gyrations of her hips increased ,and they'd found their rhythm. Now when he thrust upwards, she firmly pushed downward, each stroke more electrifying than the last. Her breath was a mixture of short gasps, tiny moans, and occasional growls as the walls of her sex closed tightly around him, like a small glove.
Before long Fallon could sense what was imminent, and leaned flush against Cyrus for a deeply, passionate kiss, that she found nearly impossible to bring to an end. Yet end it must to enable her prior movements, finding it too difficult to move as she wished otherwise. Licking along his bottom lip, Fallon sat up again, and really did then become like a wildcat. The elusive itch was there to be scratched, and leaning back to brace herself on his thighs, Fallon did. Within a span of a very few minutes her body tensed above him for a second or two, and the rush of ecstacy flooded her. But greedily she moved to continue, not letting go of her pleasure and waiting for his.
Cyrus
18 years ago
While he loved what she was doing, when she leaned forward to kiss him passionately it was all he could do to hold onto his control. Somehow he survived though her tight grip and quaking muscles of her orgasm. Still she tried her best to torment him to the brink of insanity.
Reaching forward he pulled her down onto his chest and bent his knees. Now he could take some control while finding that unbelievable feeling from before. Thrusting up while urging her hips into the forward and back motion he knew would finish him off before too long. Cyrus was growling into the crook of her neck, breathing hard. Those tight walls wrapped around him tugged him over the edge finally. Fingers gripped the smooth flesh of Fallon's hips as he ground himself inside her, shaking and pulsing.
Coming down from the unbelievable sensations took a long while. Looking at his beautiful wildcat he gently kissed her cheek. He knew he would never get enough of her but tonight he was satiated to last a few nights.
"I think you need a warning label, Kitten. 'Addictive and insatiable.' Yup, that may do it." A lazy expression of not quite a smile graced his face but love shown clearly from his eyes.
Reaching forward he pulled her down onto his chest and bent his knees. Now he could take some control while finding that unbelievable feeling from before. Thrusting up while urging her hips into the forward and back motion he knew would finish him off before too long. Cyrus was growling into the crook of her neck, breathing hard. Those tight walls wrapped around him tugged him over the edge finally. Fingers gripped the smooth flesh of Fallon's hips as he ground himself inside her, shaking and pulsing.
Coming down from the unbelievable sensations took a long while. Looking at his beautiful wildcat he gently kissed her cheek. He knew he would never get enough of her but tonight he was satiated to last a few nights.
"I think you need a warning label, Kitten. 'Addictive and insatiable.' Yup, that may do it." A lazy expression of not quite a smile graced his face but love shown clearly from his eyes.
Fallon
18 years ago
Highly emotional, as usual after an extremely incredible lovemaking with Cyrus, Fallon smiled at the look in his eyes, and his words, and cried too. She found it slightly infuriating that she would continue to be so moved by their time together, but no matter how happy she was - and she was undeniably so - the tears fell anyway. Embarrassed by her lack of control, Fallon hid her face in the crook of his neck and shoulder, and just nodded her head, not really aware of what she was agreeing to.
Once she seemed to finally have the ability to look at him, and talk without blubbering, she lifted her face and kissed him sweetly.
"I'm not sure which one of us is more addictive, or insatiable, but as long as we have each other to feed those hungers, I'm not going to complain. I love you Cyrus." More was there to be said, but Fallon knew Cyrus understood, without having to voice the words. When she'd released him from her hold, and curled against him she felt not only spent, and satisfied beyond measure, but sleepy, happy, and loved.
Before letting herself drift off, she gave him another look.
"Did you want to shift for sleep?" By now Fallon was comfortable with Cyrus in either form, and though she would always prefer to sleep with him in human form, she could honestly say she also slept just as well with his cat.
Once she seemed to finally have the ability to look at him, and talk without blubbering, she lifted her face and kissed him sweetly.
"I'm not sure which one of us is more addictive, or insatiable, but as long as we have each other to feed those hungers, I'm not going to complain. I love you Cyrus." More was there to be said, but Fallon knew Cyrus understood, without having to voice the words. When she'd released him from her hold, and curled against him she felt not only spent, and satisfied beyond measure, but sleepy, happy, and loved.
Before letting herself drift off, she gave him another look.
"Did you want to shift for sleep?" By now Fallon was comfortable with Cyrus in either form, and though she would always prefer to sleep with him in human form, she could honestly say she also slept just as well with his cat.
Cyrus
18 years ago
"mmm, I love you, my beautiful Fallon." Kissing away her tears silently, he felt exactly the same way, overwhelmed with emotion.
There was a quiet groan as she slid off of his body. A faint clench of sensation, strong enough to be felt but he was too exhausted to do much. Instead he simply curlled up around her body, petting her hip with his hand lightly. At her comment of shifting he thought about it for a moment before spooning up behind her, snuggling her lush rear against his groin.
"I think sleeping like this will be perfect." A kiss landed on her shoulder then head. He pulled the covers up over both of them before sighing deeply, breathing in her scent and falling asleep.
There was a quiet groan as she slid off of his body. A faint clench of sensation, strong enough to be felt but he was too exhausted to do much. Instead he simply curlled up around her body, petting her hip with his hand lightly. At her comment of shifting he thought about it for a moment before spooning up behind her, snuggling her lush rear against his groin.
"I think sleeping like this will be perfect." A kiss landed on her shoulder then head. He pulled the covers up over both of them before sighing deeply, breathing in her scent and falling asleep.
Fallon
18 years ago
Readily accepting his words, she felt them fill her body, her heart, her soul. Cyrus was not one to offer up hollow words, so Fallon savored these kinds of declarations all that much more. Though the 'beautiful' part was a bit of a stretch, in her mind.
She pulled his arms around her, and wrapped her arms around his, cuddling as close as their bodies could be. Though completely unaware of it, Fallon was making a soft humming noise in her chest that resembled a quiet purr.
Closing her eyes, she turned her head till she could brush her lips against his, and then resettled.
Lazily she inhaled and catching his scent, started to doze.
"Tomorrow...can we run?" Her question was barely murmured, and even if Cyrus hadn't been asleep already he may not have heard. It didn't matter. If they did run, if they didn't run...Fallon slipped off knowing whatever they did, they'd do it together.
(Cyrus and Fallon out)
She pulled his arms around her, and wrapped her arms around his, cuddling as close as their bodies could be. Though completely unaware of it, Fallon was making a soft humming noise in her chest that resembled a quiet purr.
Closing her eyes, she turned her head till she could brush her lips against his, and then resettled.
Lazily she inhaled and catching his scent, started to doze.
"Tomorrow...can we run?" Her question was barely murmured, and even if Cyrus hadn't been asleep already he may not have heard. It didn't matter. If they did run, if they didn't run...Fallon slipped off knowing whatever they did, they'd do it together.
(Cyrus and Fallon out)