Leaning into her man when he moved close, Fallon moved her hand down his arm, to take his hand in hers. Maybe it wasn't a good idea to trap his hand like that, but at least it wasn't his main throwing hand, so if he had need to defend himself, he shouldn't be hampered. Funny thought that, but one that crossed her mind almost every time she'd watch him dress. She also thought she was lucky not to have seen him use those knives he wore almost like a second skin. The images of knives and fighting were short, and Fallon said good bye to Julia before leaving the shop.
"Only one more stop, and I promise it will be quick. I know I really don't NEED to go to the florist, but I would feel much more at ease if I know exactly what to expect from them the day of the party. Seeing something on paper can only give you so much assurance. Besides, I want to smell the plumeria I've ordered. I've never smelled it and want to see for myself that it is as pretty as I've heard."
Hugging his arm, Fallon moved rhythmically in tune to Cyrus' step as they both sauntered through the mall and to where Ginger sat waiting in the limo.
"Have you ever been to Hawaii...or Tahiti...or any other tropical island?"
When Fallon had moved from the west coast to the east coast for school, it had been the first time she had ever traveled anywhere. And up till moving to Nachton, the ONLY time she had ever traveled anywhere outside of the city where she lived. After meeting Cyrus she developed a desire to see his homeland, and since she'd begun planning the party there was a small spark of interest in seeing Hawaii, or some place similar. But in none of the cases was she at all obsessed. What she had in Nachton was so far beyond her wildest imaginings that she was very content to just wonder about the rest of the world.
Creeped Out
For the fifth time in as many days, or less, Fallon sat in the kitchen and watched, through the window, as the kitten paw at the door. The light from the ambient bulbs cast shadows across the patio, but the spot where the kitten sat was bathed in light.
"Shoo!" She waved at the tiny mite, completely unfazing the animal. Something about the young cat had finally caused Fallon to question her sanity, and she no longer found the appearances cute, or fun.
She had started leaving small dishes of food out for the kitten, after she'd mentioned it to Cyrus. After she had put cat food onto the shopping list, it had appeared in the pantry, and she had begun the ritual. Fallon wasn't sure, but she assumed either Suki had bought the food, or arranged for it to be included with the weekly supplies ordered. In any event, even though Fallon had put the dish out, the cat had refused to eat it. Every night when Fallon woke, and checked, she was dismayed to find the dish still as full as when she'd set it out the morning before.
And yet the cat remained...always appearing when Fallon went outside, or stood in front of a window...the cat was always just a few feet away. It either meowed at Fallon, or clawed in an attempt to get in and be near Fallon, and if Fallon went out side, the cat was right at her feet. Sometimes it was extremely unnerving, and had almost caused Fallon to fall when she tried to avoid stepping on the tiny creature.
The part that really began bugging Fallon was whenever Cyrus or Suki came into the room, the cat would vanish. And each time Fallon would try to catch the cat, to show either Suki or Cyrus, the cat would take off and not return for up to a couple days at a time.
"Please...just scat!" She tried again to spook the cat into leaving,and sighed when the little white feline just sat and stared in return.
"What do you want?!" Her voice now a very loud, slightly frantic whisper, as she begged the animal to leave her alone. The night was late, or the morning was early, but in either case Fallon had yet to eat, and was getting a little anxious.
Cyrus had gone out, Fallon assumed on business, while Fallon had gone into town to do some last minute shopping for the party, and when she returned home she had been greeted at the front door by the pet. Ever since then she had tried every way she could come up with, to get rid of the cute pest, but now she had lost her patience, and just wanted a little peace and calm before it became time to turn in.
She hoped Cyrus would be home soon, but if not, she would help herself to a goblet of their private stock, and crawl into bed to wait for her mate to join her.
Turning her eyes from the persistent kitten, Fallon looked across the large yard to where the new house stood beckoning. She would have liked nothing more than to go out the door and up to the new house for another walk through, but she couldn't bring herself to face the cat. For now she was happy just looking at the house that she had seen go from raw two-by-fours and plaster, to become the magnificent home that would soon house her family. It still seemed impossible that she had, less than a year ago, lived in a small, one bedroom place in North Carolina. That tiny hovel would have fit into the lower suite of their current house...in the new house it would have fit in the garage.
Incredible.
Fallon
18 years ago
Cyrus
18 years ago
A true smile crossed his face as Fallon discussed flowers. He truely enjoyed plants and foliage, adding more to their home, even temporarily would be nice. Though he was sure that Fallon's beauty would put the plants to shame. The question was a valid one and he contemplated how to address it in public as they were.
"I did visit several of the Polynesian Islands. If I recall correctly they were discovered about 200 years ago."
That should clue her in how long ago he might have visited them. While it was just after 1803 that he had boarded a ship and seen a lot of the world, that was not too far from when Cook claimed to have discovered it. While it had been very facinating to see the cultures, it was difficult to watch the natives die of diseased that had unfortunately been imported as well. Also the eventual shift towards including other less traditional ways of life into their island, like gambling and prostitution was a very sad thing. From Fallon's eager question he figured she might be interested in viewing the lislands. Certainly something to contemplate. This day and age it was much easier to visit remote places.
"I would not mind revisiting them, should you be interested."
His comment while sincere was just filling time until they were safely enclosed in the car and he could kiss her. The feel of her body close to his and her warm skin in his palm was enough to keep the earlier excitement not far out of reach.
"I did visit several of the Polynesian Islands. If I recall correctly they were discovered about 200 years ago."
That should clue her in how long ago he might have visited them. While it was just after 1803 that he had boarded a ship and seen a lot of the world, that was not too far from when Cook claimed to have discovered it. While it had been very facinating to see the cultures, it was difficult to watch the natives die of diseased that had unfortunately been imported as well. Also the eventual shift towards including other less traditional ways of life into their island, like gambling and prostitution was a very sad thing. From Fallon's eager question he figured she might be interested in viewing the lislands. Certainly something to contemplate. This day and age it was much easier to visit remote places.
"I would not mind revisiting them, should you be interested."
His comment while sincere was just filling time until they were safely enclosed in the car and he could kiss her. The feel of her body close to his and her warm skin in his palm was enough to keep the earlier excitement not far out of reach.
Fallon
18 years ago
She briefly wondered if he meant he'd been to the islands back when they were discovered. Two hundred years ago Cyrus had already done so much living, but to have had that experience then made Fallon also wonder where she would be two hundred years from now, and what she would be doing. Shaking her head she decided she just couldn't begin to imagine.
"Did you ever get an inkling of what your life would be like in the future? Did you ever contemplate back several hundred years ago, what the world would be like? I'm in awe of all that you've done, and am so glad to think you will be with me while I travel the road to the future, but I can't comprehend what it will be like say...three hundred years from now, and what all we will have done. To just be standing somewhere, anywhere saying...remember three hundred years ago when we had that little party in Nachton?"
Her mind was so full of images, ideas, and thoughts, that she doubted she was explaining herself well. Hell, she didn't really understand so much yet, how could she explain herself? But besides that, it was immensely satisfying to Fallon to know that she even had a future at all.
"I would love to go anywhere...see anything...if you are the one to take me, and show me. But I'll also be just as happy if we never leave Ger Kogji...for at least the first few centuries anyway."
Still feeling strange referring to the future in centuries instead of years, Fallon could only smile, and try to accept it.
Her smile turned to soft giggles, twists and turns as Cyrus began kissing and teasing her with his fingers once they were back in the car. She managed to remind Ginger that they still had to visit the florist, but she only managed a half hearted attempt before she dissolved in Cyrus' arms, and began to return his kisses just as feverishly.
"Did you ever get an inkling of what your life would be like in the future? Did you ever contemplate back several hundred years ago, what the world would be like? I'm in awe of all that you've done, and am so glad to think you will be with me while I travel the road to the future, but I can't comprehend what it will be like say...three hundred years from now, and what all we will have done. To just be standing somewhere, anywhere saying...remember three hundred years ago when we had that little party in Nachton?"
Her mind was so full of images, ideas, and thoughts, that she doubted she was explaining herself well. Hell, she didn't really understand so much yet, how could she explain herself? But besides that, it was immensely satisfying to Fallon to know that she even had a future at all.
"I would love to go anywhere...see anything...if you are the one to take me, and show me. But I'll also be just as happy if we never leave Ger Kogji...for at least the first few centuries anyway."
Still feeling strange referring to the future in centuries instead of years, Fallon could only smile, and try to accept it.
Her smile turned to soft giggles, twists and turns as Cyrus began kissing and teasing her with his fingers once they were back in the car. She managed to remind Ginger that they still had to visit the florist, but she only managed a half hearted attempt before she dissolved in Cyrus' arms, and began to return his kisses just as feverishly.
Cyrus
18 years ago
As they were exiting the structure it was quite empty. Cyrus felt comfortable discussing this topic with Fallon while he kept an eye open for others.
"Life never stops. One must continue to grow with the times or your life becomes endangered. In the 1800's there was such a wealth of exploration and I was already comfortably wealthy. So I paid for passage as trade routes became established, emerging at night, feeding on crewmembers. Looking back now, it seems like a hard life. But then my human life was much harder."
He was still nomadic and barbaric, that had not changed in all the centuries. Now at least he knew there were other ways of life. Ways he wished to provide his mate with.
"While we cannot stay in Ger Kogji forever, we can move between it and the estate in China or anywhere else you would like to build a home. The world is ours."
Soon they were back in the car and he pulled her lithe body to him, anxious to put action to all the heat from earlier. With the tips of his fingers he traced the edge of her skin, exploring lightly the nature of her dress and where it lay. Coaxing her gently onto his lap they were soon feverishly drinking from eachother's lips while his hips arched up against her softness. Only the fact that they had another stop kept their clothes on.
And all too soon the car stopped and Ginger announced their arrival. With a loud groan at the interuption, Cyrus gently lifted his kitten off of his lap and onto the seat. Brushing his hair back with a hand he let out a shakey breath as the need to bury himself in her body batted at him. Taking a moment he adjusted his errection to a more comfortable location and so it may be hidden slightly by his shirt that he untucked. His gaze turned towards his kitten which did nothing to help his current problem as the signs of her arousal were evident, making him wish he could lap at her heat like a kitten with a bowl of milk.
His voice was hoarse with lust but tender with his love for her. "You are addictive my love."
"Life never stops. One must continue to grow with the times or your life becomes endangered. In the 1800's there was such a wealth of exploration and I was already comfortably wealthy. So I paid for passage as trade routes became established, emerging at night, feeding on crewmembers. Looking back now, it seems like a hard life. But then my human life was much harder."
He was still nomadic and barbaric, that had not changed in all the centuries. Now at least he knew there were other ways of life. Ways he wished to provide his mate with.
"While we cannot stay in Ger Kogji forever, we can move between it and the estate in China or anywhere else you would like to build a home. The world is ours."
Soon they were back in the car and he pulled her lithe body to him, anxious to put action to all the heat from earlier. With the tips of his fingers he traced the edge of her skin, exploring lightly the nature of her dress and where it lay. Coaxing her gently onto his lap they were soon feverishly drinking from eachother's lips while his hips arched up against her softness. Only the fact that they had another stop kept their clothes on.
And all too soon the car stopped and Ginger announced their arrival. With a loud groan at the interuption, Cyrus gently lifted his kitten off of his lap and onto the seat. Brushing his hair back with a hand he let out a shakey breath as the need to bury himself in her body batted at him. Taking a moment he adjusted his errection to a more comfortable location and so it may be hidden slightly by his shirt that he untucked. His gaze turned towards his kitten which did nothing to help his current problem as the signs of her arousal were evident, making him wish he could lap at her heat like a kitten with a bowl of milk.
His voice was hoarse with lust but tender with his love for her. "You are addictive my love."
Fallon
18 years ago
As he continued to talk to her about his past life, Fallon's emotions ran the gamut. She hated to hear that he had suffered at all, but was happy knowing he had survived. In addition, she knew that all he had experienced had brought her the man she now walked arm in arm with.
When he reaffirmed that the world was theirs, Fallon felt her heart and soul swell to the point where she pulled away from him briefly to raise her arms overhead, spin around, and then return to his embrace.
"It is, isn't it...totally ours. Sometimes the thought of it all fills me near to bursting. I love you so much."
The declaration was so easy for her to make, but Fallon didn't think she told him enough, and was trying to make up a little. Once they were again in the car, she got the opportunity to continue in her goal.
Stopping for Fallon was no less easier, once she got started either. Cyrus effectively removed the decision making from her, when he moved her to the seat from his lap. This was one thing she hoped never changed between them...the ability to spark such emotion and desire from the tiniest of touches, or looks. She rather imagined time would soften the spark a little, but she vowed to work her damndest to keep it from being extinguished. For now too, she reveled in the way he made her feel, and the way he seemed to be effected by her.
At his groan she giggled, and groaned back in an attempt to lighten the moment a bit.
"Hush love, this will only take a few minutes at the most, and then we can throw caution to the wind."
Kissing his nose with a somewhat mischievous grin and twinkle in her eye, Fallon straightened her own clothes. Fallon was sorely tempted to give Cyrus' manhood a caress, as she could see he was just as excited as she was. Certainly if they weren't departing the car right then she would have done that, and much more. But she refrained, and instead concentrated on calming herself. Once she made sure all body parts were tucked back into the appropriate pieces of clothing, she turned to exit the car.
Ginger's timing was perfect, either by accident, or the fact that she knew her master well by now. In any event both Fallon and Cyrus were again presentable when the door opened.
This time Ginger, as instructed, had taken Cyrus and Fallon to the alley behind the florist shop. The store was actually closed, but the owner had of course made other arrangements to meet with Fallon. She never ceased to be amazed at the way so many people of Nachton were accommodating to those who lived in the night. She guessed there must be a lot more of them around, than those she was familiar with.
Within seconds of ringing the bell next to the door, the owner appeared and ushered Fallon and Cyrus inside. As the previous two stops, he couldn't have been nicer in his greeting, and promptly led the pair to where he had set out several displays for their approval. There, included on the large table, were arrangements, potted flowers, plants, and leis. [[The flowers]]
So many colors, textures, and scents filled Fallon with wonder and a little awe. And though she'd been living so much more largely than she might have ever imagined, it was times like these that reminded her there was still so much for her to see, and learn about. So much to remind her that she was just a tiny speck in everything there was by comparison on earth.
"Oh Cyrus...won't these look amazing in Ger Kogji? All the colors look so festive...and the scents...they're strong but not overpowering, do you think? And everyone will have several options of the types of leis they want...even some less flowery for the men..." Fallon walked over to the table and pressed her nose among several arrangements, smelling the plumeria, and tuberose, as well as some carnations, and tropical colored roses. The orchids, ginger, and birds of paradise gave substance to so many of the creations, and the huge masses of greenery she knew would probably give the home a very jungle like feel. She was overwhelmed by the mass sensory overload, but knew it would all be perfect once installed around the house.
When he reaffirmed that the world was theirs, Fallon felt her heart and soul swell to the point where she pulled away from him briefly to raise her arms overhead, spin around, and then return to his embrace.
"It is, isn't it...totally ours. Sometimes the thought of it all fills me near to bursting. I love you so much."
The declaration was so easy for her to make, but Fallon didn't think she told him enough, and was trying to make up a little. Once they were again in the car, she got the opportunity to continue in her goal.
Stopping for Fallon was no less easier, once she got started either. Cyrus effectively removed the decision making from her, when he moved her to the seat from his lap. This was one thing she hoped never changed between them...the ability to spark such emotion and desire from the tiniest of touches, or looks. She rather imagined time would soften the spark a little, but she vowed to work her damndest to keep it from being extinguished. For now too, she reveled in the way he made her feel, and the way he seemed to be effected by her.
At his groan she giggled, and groaned back in an attempt to lighten the moment a bit.
"Hush love, this will only take a few minutes at the most, and then we can throw caution to the wind."
Kissing his nose with a somewhat mischievous grin and twinkle in her eye, Fallon straightened her own clothes. Fallon was sorely tempted to give Cyrus' manhood a caress, as she could see he was just as excited as she was. Certainly if they weren't departing the car right then she would have done that, and much more. But she refrained, and instead concentrated on calming herself. Once she made sure all body parts were tucked back into the appropriate pieces of clothing, she turned to exit the car.
Ginger's timing was perfect, either by accident, or the fact that she knew her master well by now. In any event both Fallon and Cyrus were again presentable when the door opened.
This time Ginger, as instructed, had taken Cyrus and Fallon to the alley behind the florist shop. The store was actually closed, but the owner had of course made other arrangements to meet with Fallon. She never ceased to be amazed at the way so many people of Nachton were accommodating to those who lived in the night. She guessed there must be a lot more of them around, than those she was familiar with.
Within seconds of ringing the bell next to the door, the owner appeared and ushered Fallon and Cyrus inside. As the previous two stops, he couldn't have been nicer in his greeting, and promptly led the pair to where he had set out several displays for their approval. There, included on the large table, were arrangements, potted flowers, plants, and leis. [[The flowers]]
![[[The flowers]]](http://home.comcast.net/~denelou/tropicalflowers.jpg){kind=link}
So many colors, textures, and scents filled Fallon with wonder and a little awe. And though she'd been living so much more largely than she might have ever imagined, it was times like these that reminded her there was still so much for her to see, and learn about. So much to remind her that she was just a tiny speck in everything there was by comparison on earth.
"Oh Cyrus...won't these look amazing in Ger Kogji? All the colors look so festive...and the scents...they're strong but not overpowering, do you think? And everyone will have several options of the types of leis they want...even some less flowery for the men..." Fallon walked over to the table and pressed her nose among several arrangements, smelling the plumeria, and tuberose, as well as some carnations, and tropical colored roses. The orchids, ginger, and birds of paradise gave substance to so many of the creations, and the huge masses of greenery she knew would probably give the home a very jungle like feel. She was overwhelmed by the mass sensory overload, but knew it would all be perfect once installed around the house.
Cyrus
18 years ago
Following the sway of Fallon's hips into the florists, Cyrus tried to calm his passions. It would not do to fling his mate onto a table and have his way with her inside this store. They would probably crush some flowers and make the owner angry. Upon entering the store his nose twitched. Thankfully not with a canine induced sneeze but with the scents of flowers, beautiful but strong in this small enclosed space.
Silently he ascessed the arrangements. They already had dozens of potted orchids but if Fallon wanted more he would not say anything. The greenery was nice and the flowers in superb condition. Inspecting the leis he wondered about how these would effect a very perceptive vampire. Turning towards the florist he spoke quietly but firmly.
"I would like to have at least a quarter of the leis to be leaves only, for those with sensitivity to scents. Store them seperately from the flowers so they do not pick up any scent."
With a smile at Fallon's exuberance he pondered the items on the table some more. Stepping to his mates side he spoke quietly though loud enough to have the florist hear him.
"Have you considered a special lei just for you and I? Something unique to the offerings of the evening?"
Silently he ascessed the arrangements. They already had dozens of potted orchids but if Fallon wanted more he would not say anything. The greenery was nice and the flowers in superb condition. Inspecting the leis he wondered about how these would effect a very perceptive vampire. Turning towards the florist he spoke quietly but firmly.
"I would like to have at least a quarter of the leis to be leaves only, for those with sensitivity to scents. Store them seperately from the flowers so they do not pick up any scent."
With a smile at Fallon's exuberance he pondered the items on the table some more. Stepping to his mates side he spoke quietly though loud enough to have the florist hear him.
"Have you considered a special lei just for you and I? Something unique to the offerings of the evening?"
Fallon
18 years ago
"Oh yes, that's a wonderful idea...I really do need to become more aware of things like that...scents, and foods especially since there are so many people among our friends who sensitive to them...allergies, and all."
Fallon smiled her appreciation for Cyrus' thoughtful instructions to the florist, as she briefly gave each arrangement an inspection.
She laughed unexpectedly at his question, having taken it in a context it wasn't intended. Leaning closer to him so that when she responded the florist would NOT be able to hear, Fallon whispered.
"A special lay? I'm sure something can be worked out when the guest have gone." While Fallon had a decent sense of humor, she the type who could often think up quick retorts. However this one just sort of fell into her lap.
Kissing his cheek, she continued in a louder voice.
"That would be lovely, though I'm not sure I'd know what to suggest...have you something in mind?"
Fallon smiled her appreciation for Cyrus' thoughtful instructions to the florist, as she briefly gave each arrangement an inspection.
She laughed unexpectedly at his question, having taken it in a context it wasn't intended. Leaning closer to him so that when she responded the florist would NOT be able to hear, Fallon whispered.
"A special lay? I'm sure something can be worked out when the guest have gone." While Fallon had a decent sense of humor, she the type who could often think up quick retorts. However this one just sort of fell into her lap.
Kissing his cheek, she continued in a louder voice.
"That would be lovely, though I'm not sure I'd know what to suggest...have you something in mind?"
Cyrus
18 years ago
Shock then heat washed through him at Fallon's suggestive comment. As his face heated somewhat at the play on words and the ideas it generated, Cyrus heard the florist twitter. Glancing over at the man for a moment with arched brows he waited for the human fall silent under his gaze despite the slight blush to his cheeks. When all the florist did was laugh harder and comment. "Well honey, you did offer!"
Shaking his head Cyrus laughed. He did walk right into that one. Turning towards the offerings on the table and their giggling florist he began describing what he wanted. "I like the white orchid and the greenery wrapped white orchids. Would you have a few photos of what else you offer or can do?"
The human left briefly to return with a small photo album of prior arrangements he had made. Cyrus tugged Fallon over to him as they went through the album page by page of leis while the florist kept up a running commentary of each one. "Now this first page is just beautiful. Matching his and hers with orchid and Te leaves. The next page has matching ankle and head leis as well. A less leafy style is next, still beautiful though. After those I have some basic orchid and plumaria leis. And just a beautiful yellow plumaria as well. Now we get into some more fancy types with the inner petal lei. Stunning isnt it? Oh and then this one uses two towned outer petals to get a frosted look. Just gorgous! Now we have the micro leis in red and purple. Anything catch your eye?"
Cyrus carefully looked at the offerings. If he and Fallon were wearing the white than he wanted everyone in colors. The ones on the table in white looked like the less fancy version in the book for the most part. But the fancy version matched the headpiece and ankle pieces. Looking at his mate he wondered how she would look in nothing but the flowers. That would certainly be a 'special lay' that he would request once the party was over. His smile was warm and his tone calm despite the lingering heat of passion.
"I like the first set and the head and ankle versions for us. Would these be ok? And would you mind offering guests only colors instead?"
Shaking his head Cyrus laughed. He did walk right into that one. Turning towards the offerings on the table and their giggling florist he began describing what he wanted. "I like the white orchid and the greenery wrapped white orchids. Would you have a few photos of what else you offer or can do?"
The human left briefly to return with a small photo album of prior arrangements he had made. Cyrus tugged Fallon over to him as they went through the album page by page of leis while the florist kept up a running commentary of each one. "Now this first page is just beautiful. Matching his and hers with orchid and Te leaves. The next page has matching ankle and head leis as well. A less leafy style is next, still beautiful though. After those I have some basic orchid and plumaria leis. And just a beautiful yellow plumaria as well. Now we get into some more fancy types with the inner petal lei. Stunning isnt it? Oh and then this one uses two towned outer petals to get a frosted look. Just gorgous! Now we have the micro leis in red and purple. Anything catch your eye?"
Cyrus carefully looked at the offerings. If he and Fallon were wearing the white than he wanted everyone in colors. The ones on the table in white looked like the less fancy version in the book for the most part. But the fancy version matched the headpiece and ankle pieces. Looking at his mate he wondered how she would look in nothing but the flowers. That would certainly be a 'special lay' that he would request once the party was over. His smile was warm and his tone calm despite the lingering heat of passion.
"I like the first set and the head and ankle versions for us. Would these be ok? And would you mind offering guests only colors instead?"
Fallon
18 years ago
Fallon couldn't help but blush when she heard the florist laugh. She would need to be more careful next time, in keeping her voice more quiet. But no harm was done, and the fact that Cyrus laughed as well made her heart sing.
Moving to stand next to him, she looked through the book as well. She had skimmed through it a few weeks ago when she had made her choices, but realized she had missed a few striking pieces.
"That would be a wonderful idea love...and I really like that first set as well. Besides, with the colors of our outfits, the white flowers will really stand out a lot prettier. And I think you'll look positively regal with a crown of flowers."
Love overflowed through her eyes, as she looked upon Cyrus and imagined just how noble he would look. She also liked the idea of wearing flowers around her ankle, and hoped the scents would gently rise up around her as she walked.
"I think having some of the plain leafy ones, then some of the leafy ones with just a few multi colored flowers, and then some of the heavier multi colored flowery ones should do?"
Looking to Cyrus first, then to the florist for his opinion, Fallon didn't see any reason for having more than three different colored leis available. Surely the guest would find something to wear in that selection.
"And I think maybe if we went with more of the plumeria, and birds of paradise, and less of the orchids, the arrangements will be less overpowering. We do have a lot of orchids already."
Though she wanted a truly tropical, and exotic feel, it seemed wiser to tone down the jungle idea a bit. The guests did need to be able to move about without banging into or tripping over things.
"Cyrus, would you remind Suki to keep the morning of the party open, so she can be there when the flowers are delivered? I know she's got such a good eye for these things that if she sees it becoming too much she can make the necessary changes..."
Fallon's sending instructions to Suki through Cyrus was becoming second nature now. She no longer felt like she was imposing on Cyrus, but that it was just the way things had to be done.
Moving to stand next to him, she looked through the book as well. She had skimmed through it a few weeks ago when she had made her choices, but realized she had missed a few striking pieces.
"That would be a wonderful idea love...and I really like that first set as well. Besides, with the colors of our outfits, the white flowers will really stand out a lot prettier. And I think you'll look positively regal with a crown of flowers."
Love overflowed through her eyes, as she looked upon Cyrus and imagined just how noble he would look. She also liked the idea of wearing flowers around her ankle, and hoped the scents would gently rise up around her as she walked.
"I think having some of the plain leafy ones, then some of the leafy ones with just a few multi colored flowers, and then some of the heavier multi colored flowery ones should do?"
Looking to Cyrus first, then to the florist for his opinion, Fallon didn't see any reason for having more than three different colored leis available. Surely the guest would find something to wear in that selection.
"And I think maybe if we went with more of the plumeria, and birds of paradise, and less of the orchids, the arrangements will be less overpowering. We do have a lot of orchids already."
Though she wanted a truly tropical, and exotic feel, it seemed wiser to tone down the jungle idea a bit. The guests did need to be able to move about without banging into or tripping over things.
"Cyrus, would you remind Suki to keep the morning of the party open, so she can be there when the flowers are delivered? I know she's got such a good eye for these things that if she sees it becoming too much she can make the necessary changes..."
Fallon's sending instructions to Suki through Cyrus was becoming second nature now. She no longer felt like she was imposing on Cyrus, but that it was just the way things had to be done.
Cyrus
18 years ago
At her words he instantly realized he had misspoken earlier. While he had no problem wearing what basically amounted to a skirt, he did not want to put a crown of flowers on as well. That was going just a bit far. The ankle thing maybe, the head one? Gah! Seeing his discomfort the florist twittered again but was quick to comment. "I have a great idea for yours possibly more leaves than flowers sir? That may be best, matching but not exact."
Relief washed over Cyrus at the man's words. His nod of thanks and quiet voice promised a large tip for the man's genius. "That sounds perfect."
Relieved to put everything back in Fallon's hands now that the decision and minor tweaks were made he nodded easily as she decided on leis and her request to have him relay the request for Suki. Running his hand down his mate's back he hoped they were done for the evening. The florist made all final arrangements with Fallon before giving her a stage whisper and a dramatic hand gesture. "Thank you for the business, everything will be fabulous. And honey, if I had such a handsome man petting me I would take him home immediately."
Cyrus offered the human a brief bow and ushered his woman to the car. Once they climbed inside he looked at Fallon intently. "Now, where were we?"
((Pink is the Florist speaking))
Relief washed over Cyrus at the man's words. His nod of thanks and quiet voice promised a large tip for the man's genius. "That sounds perfect."
Relieved to put everything back in Fallon's hands now that the decision and minor tweaks were made he nodded easily as she decided on leis and her request to have him relay the request for Suki. Running his hand down his mate's back he hoped they were done for the evening. The florist made all final arrangements with Fallon before giving her a stage whisper and a dramatic hand gesture. "Thank you for the business, everything will be fabulous. And honey, if I had such a handsome man petting me I would take him home immediately."
Cyrus offered the human a brief bow and ushered his woman to the car. Once they climbed inside he looked at Fallon intently. "Now, where were we?"
((Pink is the Florist speaking))
Fallon
18 years ago
Sensing she was missing something, it was confirmed as the florist giggled and some emotion crossed Cyrus' face. However, when the two men decided on a different type of lei for Cyrus...one with a few less flowers, everything again seemed fine, and she didn't dwell on whatever had gone over her head.
Again she felt so much better once Cyrus had seen everything and agreed her choices were fine. She was getting better at making decisions on her own, and believing in them, but she still found it to be a great comfort having those decisions affirmed.
She gave the florist a final confirmation on exactly what they wanted, and when, turned to Cyrus.
"That should do it."
The feel of his hand rekindled that spark again, and Fallon raised an eyebrow at Cyrus. When the florist made his quip Fallon gave him a look that said she agreed, but didn't leave it at that.
"Oh? Well, I'm sure you'll find one, but yes...I think I'll do just that with mine."
Finding she could deal with Cyrus feeding from beautiful women, and not feel jealous, had been something Fallon had learned early on. She trusted Cyrus, and as long as she did, she had no reason to think he would discard her for someone else, at least not without talking to her first. That was the extent of what she took for granted. It seemed strange to now be addressing similar feelings but coming from another man now. However, the look and smile she left with the florist told him she knew what she had, and he could eat his heart out.
"Cyrus...that man had the hots for you!" She said over her shoulder, as she climbed into the limo.
"Poor thing too...he'll never know what he's missing either."
She gave Cyrus a heated look once she sat down, and opened her arms to him.
"Tell Ginger to take the long road home, and I'll show you where we were." And with that she started tugging at the front of his pants.
Again she felt so much better once Cyrus had seen everything and agreed her choices were fine. She was getting better at making decisions on her own, and believing in them, but she still found it to be a great comfort having those decisions affirmed.
She gave the florist a final confirmation on exactly what they wanted, and when, turned to Cyrus.
"That should do it."
The feel of his hand rekindled that spark again, and Fallon raised an eyebrow at Cyrus. When the florist made his quip Fallon gave him a look that said she agreed, but didn't leave it at that.
"Oh? Well, I'm sure you'll find one, but yes...I think I'll do just that with mine."
Finding she could deal with Cyrus feeding from beautiful women, and not feel jealous, had been something Fallon had learned early on. She trusted Cyrus, and as long as she did, she had no reason to think he would discard her for someone else, at least not without talking to her first. That was the extent of what she took for granted. It seemed strange to now be addressing similar feelings but coming from another man now. However, the look and smile she left with the florist told him she knew what she had, and he could eat his heart out.
"Cyrus...that man had the hots for you!" She said over her shoulder, as she climbed into the limo.
"Poor thing too...he'll never know what he's missing either."
She gave Cyrus a heated look once she sat down, and opened her arms to him.
"Tell Ginger to take the long road home, and I'll show you where we were." And with that she started tugging at the front of his pants.
Cyrus
18 years ago
"I am sure he was more jealous of you having such a devoted mate more than interested in me."
Since watching that sway in her step had him feeling quite lucky to have found her, Cyrus was sure that was the florists reason as well. At her comment of the human never knowing what he was missing he laughed. His sultery siren was really turning up the heat tonight. The only thing he could do was go willingly into her arms once inside the limo. Quickly directing Ginger to take them home the 'scenic' route before disabling the intercom and shrouding them in tinted privacy.
"Are you sure we were there already? Not that I mind, I would just hate to rush you." Cyrus said as she pulled upon his pants with her slim fingers.
Since watching that sway in her step had him feeling quite lucky to have found her, Cyrus was sure that was the florists reason as well. At her comment of the human never knowing what he was missing he laughed. His sultery siren was really turning up the heat tonight. The only thing he could do was go willingly into her arms once inside the limo. Quickly directing Ginger to take them home the 'scenic' route before disabling the intercom and shrouding them in tinted privacy.
"Are you sure we were there already? Not that I mind, I would just hate to rush you." Cyrus said as she pulled upon his pants with her slim fingers.
Fallon
18 years ago
"You can down play it all you want, but I've seen the look he had in his eyes, in my own mirror when I think of you." She nuzzled his neck with soft kisses as she teased a bit longer. She didn't know if Cyrus had ever encountered another man in such a way, and really had no curiosity to find out, any more than she cared what his past relationships with other women entailed. What mattered to her was the fact that they were together now, and she hoped they remained so for as long a time as she could fathom.
In the car she did know she was rushing things, and she also knew from past experience that Cyrus would be just fine with that. However, she gave him the best 'I don't know what you're talking about' look, and moved her hands to his hips instead.
"Mmmm, you know, I believe you're right...I seem to have jumped ahead to the place where I was in my mind...not where we had truly been." A husky laugh followed her recognition, and gave her a moment to lean back a little.
Blatantly eyeing him up and down, Fallon's expression grew even more wanton. How long would he be able to remain passive, she wondered, and licked her lips. Had she been looking in her mirror now, she might have been just a little shocked to see how feral and predatory she looked. But with Cyrus, and all his years of experience, she wondered if he could remain distant at all, or would see her look as one of a challenge.
Noticing how rapidly her chest was heaving, so caught up in her desire, Fallon focused on her lover and mentally willed herself to slow down. Her hands softly moved up his sides, and her nails dug in just enough for effect. A low, half purr, half growl began deep inside her while she waited. He would either move in and take up where she left off, or she would find another way to spur him on. As it was now though, the heat and passion was palpable, and permeated every square inch of the closed off section in the limo. Fallon thought for a minute that had someone opened the back door right then, a wave of thick heat would surely spill out and engulf whoever stood by.
Her fingers had found themselves all the way up his back now, and threading into the hair on the nape of his neck. Her eyes never having broken from his, she firmly but slowly grabbed his hair, as she pressed his face closer to hers, again wetting her lips in anticipation.
In the car she did know she was rushing things, and she also knew from past experience that Cyrus would be just fine with that. However, she gave him the best 'I don't know what you're talking about' look, and moved her hands to his hips instead.
"Mmmm, you know, I believe you're right...I seem to have jumped ahead to the place where I was in my mind...not where we had truly been." A husky laugh followed her recognition, and gave her a moment to lean back a little.
Blatantly eyeing him up and down, Fallon's expression grew even more wanton. How long would he be able to remain passive, she wondered, and licked her lips. Had she been looking in her mirror now, she might have been just a little shocked to see how feral and predatory she looked. But with Cyrus, and all his years of experience, she wondered if he could remain distant at all, or would see her look as one of a challenge.
Noticing how rapidly her chest was heaving, so caught up in her desire, Fallon focused on her lover and mentally willed herself to slow down. Her hands softly moved up his sides, and her nails dug in just enough for effect. A low, half purr, half growl began deep inside her while she waited. He would either move in and take up where she left off, or she would find another way to spur him on. As it was now though, the heat and passion was palpable, and permeated every square inch of the closed off section in the limo. Fallon thought for a minute that had someone opened the back door right then, a wave of thick heat would surely spill out and engulf whoever stood by.
Her fingers had found themselves all the way up his back now, and threading into the hair on the nape of his neck. Her eyes never having broken from his, she firmly but slowly grabbed his hair, as she pressed his face closer to hers, again wetting her lips in anticipation.
Cyrus
18 years ago
His wildcat was definately out tonight. She teased and tantilized him both verbally and physically. Such a fiesty feline, coy but determined, loving yet fierce. It would certainly be an interesting evening.
"You are welcome to start anywhere you wish, my wildcat."
As she explored him slowly, nails tantilizing his flesh and hand gripping his hair, Cyrus realized that his kitten was on fire. If she had been in feline form he would say 'heat' but wisely kept his mouth shut and enjoyed her attentions.
His hands were not ilde. They slipped over her knees and up her thighs to her hips where he explored the interesting dress that seemed to be held together simply by wrapping it around her body. His fingers tugged at the material, finding spaces to delve under to the firey skin beneith. As she pulled his head to her and licked her lips wantonly, Cyrus found his control slipping. Crashing his lips into hers while his tongue demanded entrance into her mouth. Nibbling and sucking at Fallon's lush lower lip he could hear excited rumbling, weather it was his or hers he could not tell. As their tongues mated his fingers found a break in the dress and slipped in to cup her breasts through her bra.
Rather than pull her on top of him, this time he pushed her deeper onto the seat and pressed his body between her legs. She generated such heat that he could feel it through his leather pants where their centers pressed together blocked by the barricade of clothing. Something would need to be done about that soon. But for now he pillaged her mouth and slipped his hands into her brassire, toying with her nipples.
"You are welcome to start anywhere you wish, my wildcat."
As she explored him slowly, nails tantilizing his flesh and hand gripping his hair, Cyrus realized that his kitten was on fire. If she had been in feline form he would say 'heat' but wisely kept his mouth shut and enjoyed her attentions.
His hands were not ilde. They slipped over her knees and up her thighs to her hips where he explored the interesting dress that seemed to be held together simply by wrapping it around her body. His fingers tugged at the material, finding spaces to delve under to the firey skin beneith. As she pulled his head to her and licked her lips wantonly, Cyrus found his control slipping. Crashing his lips into hers while his tongue demanded entrance into her mouth. Nibbling and sucking at Fallon's lush lower lip he could hear excited rumbling, weather it was his or hers he could not tell. As their tongues mated his fingers found a break in the dress and slipped in to cup her breasts through her bra.
Rather than pull her on top of him, this time he pushed her deeper onto the seat and pressed his body between her legs. She generated such heat that he could feel it through his leather pants where their centers pressed together blocked by the barricade of clothing. Something would need to be done about that soon. But for now he pillaged her mouth and slipped his hands into her brassire, toying with her nipples.
Fallon
18 years ago
"Grrrrrrraaaw" Fallon roared, albeit softly, as the leaned towards Cyrus, and bit into his neck. Anytime he called her his wildcat it seemed to unleash something in her, and though she withheld her fangs and didn't break his skin, she was stunned by her action. Memories of the time he'd grabbed her in the bathroom flashed, and it seemed to her that this type of 'rough' play was just going to be the way of it from time to time. They were both too passionate at times to be timid and meek lovers, and while she never wanted to give up the tenderness they also shared, it didn't bother her to feel themselves let go at other times either. Falling back into the seat, she bent her head back, exposing her neck, and growled again.
The bra she wore tonight had a front clasp, and as Cyrus' hands moved beneath the material it popped open. She moaned as her breast spilled forward into his hands, and she arched her back to make better contact. Her legs opened wider as her ankles wrapped around his legs, and the pressure between their bodies became more intense. Her mouth opened to him in much the same way, and she sucked his tongue in as deep as she could, then snaked her's around and back into his mouth. Already their juices were mingling, and Fallon swallowed the tasty combination with relish, thinking of other things she wanted to swallow as well.
It was a funny dance she did sometimes, and it occurred to her that anyone else might find it confusing. One minute she was open to his 'assault', and the next she wanted nothing more than to be the aggressor. Cyrus though, seemed to take it all in stride, and never sought to change her. Feeling her desires overwhelming her again, she twisted beneath him and somehow they wound up on the floor of the limo, with her having taken on the 'dominant' position. She wasted no time taking advantage of what she perceived to be a small bit of extra power held now, and raised his hands above his head. Her freed breasts pressing against the soft material of his shirt, her mouth trailing down his jaw, throat, and neck now.
As she moved lower on his body, her hands softly scratched down his arms, until her mouth rested on his stomach. Her chin rubbed against the top of his slacks, and her tongue circled his navel while her fingers went back to the earlier task of unbuttoning his pants. Quickly divesting him of the encumberance, Fallon didn't miss a beat and took him into her hot, moist mouth. It was good that he was ready for her, for she was starving for him, and didn't want to imagine what she might do if she'd had to wait too long for him. But that wasn't a problem so she didn't dwell, but rather took him into her throat, and began loving him.
With Cyrus, Fallon had been surprised to find she enjoyed oral sex. Before, on occasion, she had compared the way she felt when he gave himself to her like that, with the way Ted had forced her to perform upon him that way. But as her love for Cyrus grew, thoughts of Ted diminished, until all that filled her mind were images of Cyrus, her lover, her man, her mate.
Knowing now how his body moved, Fallon increased the tempo of her oral ministrations on Cyrus. He would either give himself to her now, or he would hold back and give himself to her later. Either way, she'd get what she wanted, and knew he would to. The 'in-between dancing' was a delicious prelude that they both enjoyed tremendously.
The bra she wore tonight had a front clasp, and as Cyrus' hands moved beneath the material it popped open. She moaned as her breast spilled forward into his hands, and she arched her back to make better contact. Her legs opened wider as her ankles wrapped around his legs, and the pressure between their bodies became more intense. Her mouth opened to him in much the same way, and she sucked his tongue in as deep as she could, then snaked her's around and back into his mouth. Already their juices were mingling, and Fallon swallowed the tasty combination with relish, thinking of other things she wanted to swallow as well.
It was a funny dance she did sometimes, and it occurred to her that anyone else might find it confusing. One minute she was open to his 'assault', and the next she wanted nothing more than to be the aggressor. Cyrus though, seemed to take it all in stride, and never sought to change her. Feeling her desires overwhelming her again, she twisted beneath him and somehow they wound up on the floor of the limo, with her having taken on the 'dominant' position. She wasted no time taking advantage of what she perceived to be a small bit of extra power held now, and raised his hands above his head. Her freed breasts pressing against the soft material of his shirt, her mouth trailing down his jaw, throat, and neck now.
As she moved lower on his body, her hands softly scratched down his arms, until her mouth rested on his stomach. Her chin rubbed against the top of his slacks, and her tongue circled his navel while her fingers went back to the earlier task of unbuttoning his pants. Quickly divesting him of the encumberance, Fallon didn't miss a beat and took him into her hot, moist mouth. It was good that he was ready for her, for she was starving for him, and didn't want to imagine what she might do if she'd had to wait too long for him. But that wasn't a problem so she didn't dwell, but rather took him into her throat, and began loving him.
With Cyrus, Fallon had been surprised to find she enjoyed oral sex. Before, on occasion, she had compared the way she felt when he gave himself to her like that, with the way Ted had forced her to perform upon him that way. But as her love for Cyrus grew, thoughts of Ted diminished, until all that filled her mind were images of Cyrus, her lover, her man, her mate.
Knowing now how his body moved, Fallon increased the tempo of her oral ministrations on Cyrus. He would either give himself to her now, or he would hold back and give himself to her later. Either way, she'd get what she wanted, and knew he would to. The 'in-between dancing' was a delicious prelude that they both enjoyed tremendously.
Cyrus
18 years ago
Despite the heat shimmering off her body, the scent of arousal permeating the air and prior actions, Cyrus was still somewhat surprised at her growl and lunge at him. Meeting her moves with each of his own was his impassioned response. As she bared her neck he darted close and nipped at her, suckling on her flesh with a growl of his own.
Having the bountiful handful burst free of its encasing lace and silk had him groaning. Cyrus wanted to lap and nurse at the puckered nipples before him but contented himself with twirling them lightly between his thumb and forefinger. The kiss was so hot he briefly wondered if the windows were fogging from the steam their bodies were generating. Fallon's wiggle inflicted him with sensory overload that had him panting and an aroused rumble spilling from his chest. With deft movements the wildcat in his arms tumbled them gently to the floor and pounced on him like prey.
When she captured his hands and drew them up he was done for. His shy and sexy mate had shed her fur and emerged a sultry vixen intent on having her way with him. Groaning loudly as she made her way over his body he wished the clothing could all simply disappear. The trip down his body that she made seemed to take forever, each brush of her body against him caused waves of desire to leave him bucking under her. The swift capture of his diamond hard arousal in her mouth wrung a horace shout from his lips and his hands left the position she had put them in to gather handfuls of her hair.
Hips arching and hands clenching in her hair Cyrus knew that he could not take too much of this pleasure she elicit within him. Groaning her name he pulled on her hair until she released his hard length. Pulling her up over his body partly with his hands and mind, he roughly took possession of her mouth as he lunged upwards and into her hot depths after tearing the panties off her. The rumbling turned into growls as he held her to his chest and slammed up into her using his slightly bent legs as leverage. Their mating was fast, bordering on rough and primitively satisfying.
In the back of his mind Cyrus hoped that Ginger would be discrete and wise enough to keep driving. Soon even that vague thought blurred into inconsequential as his fingers and toes tingled with sensation only to rush to the center of his body and out the tip of his hard cock in an explosive orgasm that caused him to shout and grip Fallon tightly.
Having the bountiful handful burst free of its encasing lace and silk had him groaning. Cyrus wanted to lap and nurse at the puckered nipples before him but contented himself with twirling them lightly between his thumb and forefinger. The kiss was so hot he briefly wondered if the windows were fogging from the steam their bodies were generating. Fallon's wiggle inflicted him with sensory overload that had him panting and an aroused rumble spilling from his chest. With deft movements the wildcat in his arms tumbled them gently to the floor and pounced on him like prey.
When she captured his hands and drew them up he was done for. His shy and sexy mate had shed her fur and emerged a sultry vixen intent on having her way with him. Groaning loudly as she made her way over his body he wished the clothing could all simply disappear. The trip down his body that she made seemed to take forever, each brush of her body against him caused waves of desire to leave him bucking under her. The swift capture of his diamond hard arousal in her mouth wrung a horace shout from his lips and his hands left the position she had put them in to gather handfuls of her hair.
Hips arching and hands clenching in her hair Cyrus knew that he could not take too much of this pleasure she elicit within him. Groaning her name he pulled on her hair until she released his hard length. Pulling her up over his body partly with his hands and mind, he roughly took possession of her mouth as he lunged upwards and into her hot depths after tearing the panties off her. The rumbling turned into growls as he held her to his chest and slammed up into her using his slightly bent legs as leverage. Their mating was fast, bordering on rough and primitively satisfying.
In the back of his mind Cyrus hoped that Ginger would be discrete and wise enough to keep driving. Soon even that vague thought blurred into inconsequential as his fingers and toes tingled with sensation only to rush to the center of his body and out the tip of his hard cock in an explosive orgasm that caused him to shout and grip Fallon tightly.
Fallon
18 years ago
Being her normal, emotional self...new though the persona might be...Fallon either cried or laughed during sex. Most of the time she was so overcome by love for Cyrus that it was the former. However, on rare occasions when she realized the way he could be driven to near distraction by her wantonness, she couldn't help but smile.
When she found that she had pushed just the right buttons, and he could no longer remain passive, she let out a peal of laughter. All too soon though she felt him not only pull her up along his body, but her clothes torn from her body and his hardness thrust inside her. Gasping then replaced the laughter, and she stopped that when her mouth sought and captured his again.
Even with their lips and tongues entwined the back of the limo wasn't quiet. Fallon matched Cyrus groan for groan, and moan for moan, until her lips parted from his, and the gasping began again. When he hoarsely said her name, she answered with his in much the same way, but added a 'love' and a question in her tone.
"Cyrus, love?" It then became apparent there was no question in his calling her, and she proceeded to nibble whatever skin of his she could put her teeth to.
Feeling the thrust inside her that allowed his release, Fallon moved to sit back some, and in doing so reached her own pinnacle soon after. Then she said the same two words, but with a great deal more force.
"Cyrus! Love!"
It was just exquisite, this mind bending ability they had to bring each other to fulfillment, and she marveled at it yet again. But not too long. Instead the giggles returned in a more muted fashion, and she tried to stifle them as she snuggled close within his arms, somehow totally twisted within the remnants of the clothing they had been wearing.
When she found that she had pushed just the right buttons, and he could no longer remain passive, she let out a peal of laughter. All too soon though she felt him not only pull her up along his body, but her clothes torn from her body and his hardness thrust inside her. Gasping then replaced the laughter, and she stopped that when her mouth sought and captured his again.
Even with their lips and tongues entwined the back of the limo wasn't quiet. Fallon matched Cyrus groan for groan, and moan for moan, until her lips parted from his, and the gasping began again. When he hoarsely said her name, she answered with his in much the same way, but added a 'love' and a question in her tone.
"Cyrus, love?" It then became apparent there was no question in his calling her, and she proceeded to nibble whatever skin of his she could put her teeth to.
Feeling the thrust inside her that allowed his release, Fallon moved to sit back some, and in doing so reached her own pinnacle soon after. Then she said the same two words, but with a great deal more force.
"Cyrus! Love!"
It was just exquisite, this mind bending ability they had to bring each other to fulfillment, and she marveled at it yet again. But not too long. Instead the giggles returned in a more muted fashion, and she tried to stifle them as she snuggled close within his arms, somehow totally twisted within the remnants of the clothing they had been wearing.
Cyrus
18 years ago
Cyrus could only lay on the floor of the car, breathing heavily. The giggles muffled on his chest stirred his curiosity slightly. But not enough for him to move just yet. At the moment he felt like every muscle in his body had just cramped and suddenly relaxed, leaving him tingly and limp. It was a good several minutes before his hand gently stroked the hip it had clenched before. Finally he found his voice though it was rough and deep.
"Good thing we are immortal, otherwise you would be the death of me Wildcat."
Finding the strength to rise, Cyrus lifted his mate slightly and rested her gently on the floor. Hands were quick to try to help untangle the mess of her clothing but he was thwarted by the dress. Instead he leaned down and kissed her gently, lovingly on the lips briefly before seeing to his own apparel. The interior of the car smelled strongly of their passion and a window lowered itself an inch. While he would enjoy simply savoring the strong scent of arousal that Fallon had made, he did not wish her to be embarassed when they emerged. Not that Ginger was clueless as to what they were doing, still it was one thing to think and another to know.
Leaning his head back against the seat he watched his kitten through heavy eyes. That langerous feeling of post coital bliss had stolen over him, making Cyrus want to curl up with her skin to skin and breath her scent for hours.
"Good thing we are immortal, otherwise you would be the death of me Wildcat."
Finding the strength to rise, Cyrus lifted his mate slightly and rested her gently on the floor. Hands were quick to try to help untangle the mess of her clothing but he was thwarted by the dress. Instead he leaned down and kissed her gently, lovingly on the lips briefly before seeing to his own apparel. The interior of the car smelled strongly of their passion and a window lowered itself an inch. While he would enjoy simply savoring the strong scent of arousal that Fallon had made, he did not wish her to be embarassed when they emerged. Not that Ginger was clueless as to what they were doing, still it was one thing to think and another to know.
Leaning his head back against the seat he watched his kitten through heavy eyes. That langerous feeling of post coital bliss had stolen over him, making Cyrus want to curl up with her skin to skin and breath her scent for hours.
Fallon
18 years ago
The grin on her face remained as she felt him shift her about. Her eyes were closed, and she was enjoying what she could only imagine was his attempt to straighten her clothes, but she had to try really hard not to laugh. Wisely he seemed to give up and attend to his own garb, and it was then that she opened her eyes.
Though he didn't roll the window down much, the cool autumn air felt good, but was a little bit chilly. Fallon knew she would need to 'right' herself before getting out of the car, so she sat up and took over where Cyrus had left off. Tucking herself back into her bra, and then into the dress, she felt around for her panties. Holding them up, somewhat in shreds, she giggled again, and shook her head at him.
"From the looks of these, I'd say you were the death of them! I'm just glad I found them before Ginger did." But they were just panties...just bits of cloth that she would never miss. Suki had stocked Fallon's closet and dresser when they moved into the temporary house so well, that Fallon didn't think she would NEED to shop for clothing for months to come. That didn't mean she WOULDN'T shop for clothes though.
Wadding the panties up, she squeezed them in her hand, and crawled to cuddle next to Cyrus, planting a few random kisses sweetly along his cheek, jaw, and lips. She waited for his arm to curl around her, and the ride to the house to end.
Though he didn't roll the window down much, the cool autumn air felt good, but was a little bit chilly. Fallon knew she would need to 'right' herself before getting out of the car, so she sat up and took over where Cyrus had left off. Tucking herself back into her bra, and then into the dress, she felt around for her panties. Holding them up, somewhat in shreds, she giggled again, and shook her head at him.
"From the looks of these, I'd say you were the death of them! I'm just glad I found them before Ginger did." But they were just panties...just bits of cloth that she would never miss. Suki had stocked Fallon's closet and dresser when they moved into the temporary house so well, that Fallon didn't think she would NEED to shop for clothing for months to come. That didn't mean she WOULDN'T shop for clothes though.
Wadding the panties up, she squeezed them in her hand, and crawled to cuddle next to Cyrus, planting a few random kisses sweetly along his cheek, jaw, and lips. She waited for his arm to curl around her, and the ride to the house to end.
Cyrus
18 years ago
Gracing his mate with a wicked grin at the scrap of fabric he had destroyed, Cyrus felt no remorse for his actions. They happened to be an easily replaceable casualty in their fiery display. As his mate snuggled up to him he waited, returning the kisses he could. Finally she settled down next to him and he enfolded her in his arms while nuzzling her hair.
With a thought he depressed the intercom and directed Ginger to take them home before releasing the button and encasing them in their own private space again. Smiling at his wildcat he shook his head at her giggling earlier.
"What caused the giggles, Kitten? I thought this was much better than driving ourselves."
With a thought he depressed the intercom and directed Ginger to take them home before releasing the button and encasing them in their own private space again. Smiling at his wildcat he shook his head at her giggling earlier.
"What caused the giggles, Kitten? I thought this was much better than driving ourselves."