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Cissy Vallario ([info]cissysaidso) wrote in [info]halcyon_houses,
@ 2008-12-25 22:06:00

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Entry tags:cecilia, simon

Week 23: Saturday
Who: Simon and Cissy
When: Saturday night
Where:Simon's room
What: Cissy just has to see him!!!

So she had talked to Xander and he was going to go. Her papa insisted that she spend this break in Iceland, a thought that was incredibly unbearable. She couldn't be alone with her mother. End of story. She loved her, yes, because she was her mother, but she hated her in all honesty. Maybe that as a harsh word, but she definitely didn't like her. And it was certainly not a pleasant prospect to spend too much time with her alone. So she had concocted an idea. The problem was, when she talked to administration, they had nearly ruined her plans. She couldn't take Simon home with her because he was a minor and required parental consent. Well she wasn't going to get that so what other choice did she have?

She had enticed Xander with the promise of beautiful slopes and even more beautiful girls. Well, that wasn't entirely true. He hadn't really known about most of that before he volunteered to go and that was basically just icing on the cake. He really was a good friend. Well, when it worked for him. He hadn't rescued her the last time around but he was certainly taking care of that this time. It was all a matter of when it worked for him but.. wasn't it the same for her? She wouldn't have even invited him if it hadn't been because she needed him there. They were both a little one sided now and then. But at least they understood that about one another.

Now she just had to tell Simon and hope that he trusted her as much as she hoped he trusted her.

Clad in a pair of plaid pajama pants and a white tank top, her hair in pigtails, Cissy stealthily stole her way from the girl's dorm in the house of fire into the boy's dorm, more specifically, Simon's room, tapping lightly on his door to warn him before she turned the knob and slipped inside. "Hi." She offered, a bright smile gracing her lips. "Surprise!" He hadn't been expecting her. Though, with Cissy, he was probably used to expecting the unexpected. "Miss me?"

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[info]simon_curtis
2008-12-25 09:45 pm UTC (link)
Simon had always been a good kid. So on this Saturday night, instead of rotting his brain with television or video games, he was studying and practicing. He had come to Halcyon for a reason- to learn to control his fire abilities. So what would be the point of being here if he wasn't working hard on that? In the short time that he'd been here, Simon had already managed to keep a tiny flame under control, and even get it to jump from one wood chip to another. Now he was trying to make the flame grow, just a little. There was a glass of water on hand in case of emergency.

Cissy was right, Simon had not been expecting her. "Hey!" he said pleasantly, smiling wide. He dipped the wood chip into the glass of water, extinguishing it with a hiss. "I did miss you, in fact," he replied. Putting the glass onto his desk, he accepted Cissy into his arms for a long, nuzzly hug. "I was just playing with fire," he explained. "You know, like mama always said not to." He grinned. "So, what's up, love?"

He went and sat on the bed, more or less dragging Cissy to come sit with him. He could spare a few minutes (or hours, or days) for her.

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[info]cissysaidso
2008-12-25 10:01 pm UTC (link)
Simon really was a good kid. He was so smart and sweet and talented and bright and just... driven. He was all the things that anyone would want for someone that they cared about to be. She adored him. She more than adored him. And she went rather willingly to his arms, her eyes closing as she nuzzled into him and inhaled his scent, and the smell of charred wood, deeply.

It seemed that the hug was over far too quickly before he was pulling her with him over to the bed to have a seat. She kissed him immediately, as soon as his bottom hit the bed, positioning herself upon his lap in order to do so.

"I love you." Cissy whispered when she pulled away, her hands on either side of his face, soft palms cupping his cheeks. That wasn't what she had actually came here to tell him, but she felt it and she wanted to say it. She smiled shyly, averting her gaze from his for a moment before she chanced a quick look at his face, just to see his reaction. Yep. This was quite a scary moment.

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[info]simon_curtis
2008-12-25 10:11 pm UTC (link)
Simon hadn't been expecting a kiss, but he was certainly willing to accept one. After all, Cissy was a good kisser. And she was beautiful. And she was his.

When Cissy looked back to see Simon's reaction, she could sum it up in a word- stunned. He stared at her, wide-eyed. "Oh," he said softly. Then, with a smile, "Really?"

Cissy loved him. She loved him. She loved him. Wow! It felt like maybe it was too soon, but it also felt like maybe it was just right. And who was to say what was too soon and what wasn't? He liked being around her. He looked forward to seeing her every day. He thought about her all the time. What else would you call that?

"I love you too," he told her in one breath. It was exhilirating getting it out there, saying it out loud. "I love you," he repeated, slowly this time. "Cecilia Vallario, I love you." And then he sealed it with a kiss.

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[info]cissysaidso
2008-12-25 10:25 pm UTC (link)
When he smiled, she sighed with relief and smiled her own self. "I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it." She replied, giving him that look that said that he was so silly.

She would have been disappointed, admittedly, if he didn't return the sentiment. But she would have been okay with it. She would have dealt with it and waited for it, just like she was waiting for everything else. But he did say it. And she was so happy about that that she literally squealed, the sound broken by his kiss which was met with a contented moan.

"So I have to talk to you about something." She announced after the kiss had ended. "Papa wants me to go to Iceland for break. And I wanted you to go with me but when I asked my guide, she said that wouldn't be possible because, you know... You'd have to have parental consent."

Cissy slipped off of Simon's lap and onto the bed, making herself at home as she lay back on the bed, her hand seeking out his own to lace her fingers with his. "I'm only going to stay gone for a week. I told him that was my absolute limit. And I'll email you every single day. Or call. I could call you too." She frowned, her eyes glistening a bit with the promise of tears. She always was a little over dramatic. "It's going to be so weird not seeing you every day."

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[info]simon_curtis
2008-12-26 07:12 am UTC (link)
When most men say the big L Words, they might expect the woman to smile, or maybe cry, or for them to get all giddy. They usually didn't expect their lady love to squeal. But Simon was pleased with the reaction- it was Cissy in its purest form, and he loved it.

Simon was still in post L Word bliss when Cissy uttered the dreaded phrase in one of its variation- We have something to talk about. Simon's brow furrowed in confusion- hadn't they just leapt a milestone? How could there be a problem already?

Luckily, the news Cissy delivered was not as bad as Simon had imagined it to be. At first he was quite relieved. But then when he processed what she's said, he was sad again. "Iceland?" he asked her, a bit surprised. "That's quite a ways away."

When Cissy laid down to get comfortable, Simon laid right beside her, the hand she was holding draped over her belly. He propped his head up on his hand so they could talk face to face. "Well I'll miss you," he assured her. And we can send emails, and I'll write you real letters to read when you get back. And you can call me anytime, even if it's two in the morning." Smiling, he kissed her dear nose. "It's only a week, after all. I want you to have fun and not worry about me. I'll be okay. I can hang out with Sydni, maybe make a new friend. There's a girl with blue hair who looked really nice." The last thing he wanted was for Cissy to ruin her trip by worrying about him.

A thought suddenly struck him. "Wait, why're you going to Iceland? I thought your papa..." And then he remembered. Cissy's dad did live in Manhattan. But her mother lived in Iceland. "Oh," he said, now sympathetic. "You have to spend a week with your mom? That's..." Awful? The worst idea ever? Torture for you? "I'll write every day," he assured her.

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[info]cissysaidso
2008-12-26 11:56 am UTC (link)
Cissy was definitely a squealer. She was a crier, yes, and she was prone to lots of smiles when Simon was around in addition to fits of giddiness, but this had seemed like just the right moment to let out a squeal of sheer happiness.

When he repeated her destination, Cissy frowned deeper still, nodding her head in agreement to it being so very far away. And then he was moving to lay by her and if anything could bring the smile back to her face, it was that. "I'll miss you too." She retorted, and then proceeded to pout, the pout broken only by his promises of letters and emails and phone calls constantly. "You won't forget me, will you?" She asked, her voice small and soft. "Promise?" A week was a long time when you were young, and she didn't want him to find someone new and move on while she was gone.

And now he was finally getting it, why it was such a horrible, vicious, vile thing for her to have to do. She groaned a little and nodded her head. "But... Well you trust me, right? And you know that I love you, don't you?" She asked, capturing her lower lip with her teeth to tug upon it gently.

"Xander's going to go with me so that I won't have to spend the whole time with my mother. We'll only actually be at her house for two nights, and then we'll be staying at a hotel for the other four nights near OK Mountain so that we can go Heli Skiing." She gave his hand a tight squeeze. "But we're going to be in different rooms, of course, and he already knows that you and I are together and he's promised me that he'll respect that and, of course, even if he doesn't, I will because I love you so really, there's nothing at all to worry about."

Cissy was talking a mile a minute, trying to reassure him, and then she dropped his hand and instead flung both of her arms around him and pressed her face against the crook of his neck. "Simon, I so wish that you could go with me even though you would really hate it because of how cold it is, but I am going to miss you so much, and I want you to meet my mother even if she is hateful and mean and horrible and would be incredibly rude to you, I'm sure of it, but I just love you and I would want for her to know that you're the one and it doesn't matter what she, or anyone else, thinks about it."

"And..." She finally paused so that she could catch her breath. "You should really just kiss me now so that I'll stop talking."

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[info]simon_curtis
2008-12-27 02:58 pm UTC (link)
Simon was a little surprised by how Cissy seriously believed he could forget her and move on within the span of a week. What kind of place did she come from? What kind of people did she see all that time that could tell someone they loved them and then have the capability to simply move on because they were out of sight for a little while? "Of course I'm not going to move on and forget about you!" he chided her. "Cissy, I love you. Now I wouldn't have said it if it weren't so. And you're gonna have to trust me on that, okay?"

But when Cissy in turn asked if he trusted her, he got a little wary. Of course he did, no question, but when your explaination begins with a question like that, it seemed really... shady. And then when she went on to explain that Xander was going with her, and they were going heli skiing together (whatever that was), and they were staying in a hotel together (but at least in seperate rooms), and that he would behave himself but maybe not but at least she would, and by that point Simon's head was reeling. Then Cissy flung herself on him and again started talking a mile a minute, and Simon did not know what to say. He was still a little shell-shocked. And then she said she wanted him to meet her mother.

"Cissy!" he said, firmly enough so she would know she should pay attention. "Relax. Really." His brain was still trying to catch up with her words. He pulled away from her, just enough so he could look her in the eye. When he spoke again, his voice was calm. "First of all, I'm not gonna kiss you to hush you. I will kiss you because you're delicious, though." And he did, a chaste little lip peck. "Second, you're getting all in a tizzy over nothing, love. I absolutely trust you. You could be staying in the same bed as Xander, and I'd still trust you." He paused, then added "But I'd rather you didn't."

As it happened, Simon would have been a lot less concerned if Cissy hadn't told him there was nothing to be concerned about. But that was the catch-22 of honesty, wasn't it? Now he was curious about Xander, and whether or not Xander might try to romance Cissy, and whether or not she'd think twice about choosing Simon over someone who (from what little he knew about Xander) was interesting and enticing?

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[info]cissysaidso
2008-12-27 04:21 pm UTC (link)
It wasn't really the people that she was around in her life that made her think he would forget about her and leave her, it was the relationships she had been in previously that made her think that. She just had always seemed so easy to replace. Of course, that happened when you involved yourself with people that weren't really available to begin with. But she wasn't necessarily the brightest bulb in the box, and she never gave things much thought before acting. She was trying to change that here lately though.

The remark and the kiss brought a smile to her face and she calmed down visibly so from the near frenia she had been in. "You think I'm delicious?" She asked, and then she leaned up to nuzzle her nose against his own. "I think you're delicious." She was so smitten with him. The thought of even wanting to be with someone that wasn't him was just unfathomable, mostly because she wanted him more than she had ever wanted anyone before. "Seperate rooms. I wouldn't even dream of having it any other way."

Yes, perhaps her zealousness in assuring him that he had nothing to worry about could be considered slightly disconcerting, but she honestly didn't have those kinds of feelings for Xander anymore. Well, she did, but they weren't overwhelming to the point that she would just forget about the boy that she loved. She could be a very loyal girl when her heart was into something, and her heart was definitely into this.

"So can I spend the night?" She asked, pulling back from him to lay back on the bed once more, her hands slipping around his waist. "Or do you have other things that you need to do?" He had been working when she came here, after all. Of course the semester was over but that didn't mean he didn't have plans already, or that he wasn't trying to get a head start on the next one. Though, truth be told, she'd be absolutely shocked if he said no.

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[info]simon_curtis
2008-12-28 01:10 pm UTC (link)
Simon giggled a little. He didn't know boys were capable of being delicious. It was intoxicating, this new love feeling. To outside spectators, Cissy and Simon were adorable enough to make you puke. Honestly! Nose nuzzling, neck kissed, cutesy pillow talk. They were a prime example of two young people in the early throes of love.

"Hmm," he pondered, "you want to spend the night? I dunno, Cissy... I mean, you're a beautiful girl who I love being with, but schoolwork is tedious and monotonous." He grinned. "Of course you can spend the night! I'm not doing anything all that interesting. Besides, maybe you can help me with it. I'm just trying to keep a little flame from getting out of hand."

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[info]cissysaidso
2008-12-28 01:32 pm UTC (link)
Seriously, had she been outside of this relationship, had just been a spectator, she would have first thought it was ridiculous and second, something she would not have ever admitted, be extremely jealous that someone else had what she had always wanted. She loved things the way they were. She loved how sweet and affectionate she was. She loved making him smile, laugh, even giggle. It was just the best thing ever!

Cissy gave him a little playful pout when he started to tease her about it, but that pout soon formed into a full fledged smile and then a grin as she caught her lower lip between her teeth and tugged upon it slightly. "I dunno about that, Simon. I'm mostly just good at starting fires." She wiggled her brows in response to the innuendo and then giggled.

"Work, work, work. Vacation is supposed to be for taking a break, Simon!" She rolled her eyes and flung herself back fully on the bed, laying completely on her back now. "I managed to start one in my palm the other day, but then it hurt too much and I had to put it out." Stupid opposing elements!

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[info]simon_curtis
2008-12-28 04:58 pm UTC (link)
When Cissy posed forth the innuendo, Simon's face blanked out a minute. But then it came back, suddenly, in full animation. "Oh!" he said, as though on the brink of discovery. "Wow, I just got that." He looked at Cissy, like he'd forgotten she was there. "I was just thinking... you were talking about, y'know, heating things up. And suddenly that song "Light my Fire" by The Doors makes a whole lot more sense." Naive? You betcha.

Simon propped himself up on an elbow as Cissy flung herself onto her back. She looked like a painting with her hair splayed out underneath her. He smiled.

"I didn't know you could burn yourself," he said sympathetically. "I mean, I know you're half and half, but I thought the fire half would prevent that from happening." Gently, he grabbed each of her hands in turn and kissed her palms. "All better," he told her.

"Technically, it's not really a vacation for me since I'm staying here. It's more like... a break. But I figure I could get a head start on getting this fire manipulation down, and then I won't have to stay at Halcyon as long. Maybe I can leave when I'm eighteen, and we could go back to New York." He got up from the bed, grabbing an orange from his bookshelf and peeling it carefully. "You know, if you wanted to go back to New York. Or we could go to Alabama and you could meet my friends and stuff." He popped a tangy slice into his mouth. "Whichever you wanted."

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[info]cissysaidso
2008-12-28 05:14 pm UTC (link)
Cissy arched a brow slightly in regards to the blank look upon his face and then she laughed along with his sudden discovery. He was so utterly adorable that it was nearly torture! "Does it now?" She asked, and then smirked a little. "And why did you think I put it on there?" She posed the question with a bit of a grin, hoping for, at the very least, a bit of a blush.

"I had thought it would too. Though it didn't really burn as much as it just ached, sort of like a burn without leaving any marks behind." It was the strangest thing. But ice did very much the same thing to her when she tried to manipulate it. That was probably why she had no real interest in learning how to control either, only in learning how to prevent them both.

It brought a smile to her lips when he talked of the future and included her in it. "I'd love to go either place. I'd love to meet your friends." She wouldn't fit in there, that much was for sure, but she'd go regardless of that fact if that was what he wanted. "I don't know that you would like New York very much, but if you wanted to go to college, there are a lot of wonderful schools there."

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[info]simon_curtis
2008-12-28 05:26 pm UTC (link)
"You're naughty," he told Cissy sincerely. "Making innuendo at a perfectly innocent young man. You ought to be ashamed, corrupting me so." He leaned over and kissed her. "Though I guess I could stand to be corrupted a little."

Simon wrinkled his nose. "College? In New York?" He hadn't thought about going someplace so far from Cullman. He'd wanted to be an electrician, either the type who fixes power lines or the guy who configures the electrical system for houses. And he'd figured he would go to trade school for either of those. "I don't know if I could handle college in the big city," he told her sincerely. "I'm really a small town kind of guy. I thought we could just travel for a few years, see each other's home towns and stuff." There was no need to rush. They had their whole lives ahead of them.

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[info]cissysaidso
2008-12-28 05:52 pm UTC (link)
Cissy grinned like the kitten that had just gotten into the cream. "Me?" She asked, feigning innocence. "Naughty?" She added, her hand moving up to her chest to feign shock before she giggled and then closed her eyes to receive the kiss, giving him a soft little moan in response. "I think you could stand quite a bit of corrupting, Mr. Curtis. And I am just the girl to do it!" She laughed quite loudly at that.

She knew what he wanted to do now, but that could always change. And it was good to have something to fall back on, right? A real education that could carry one through the hard times when their particular trade was no longer required. Maybe she was just trying to mold him into what was expected of her, but she hadn't really thought about it that way.

"Well in that case..." She said, and then hooked her arm around his own since she couldn't take his hand as it was occupied with the orange he was presently not sharing with her. (How cruel!) "I guess I shall be a small town kind of girl." That thought was rather laughable, but she could, and more importantly would, make it work. "Though you will have to accept my dragging us both off on fabulous vacations in exotic locations and weekend long shopping trips from time to time."

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[info]simon_curtis
2008-12-28 07:13 pm UTC (link)
"Oh, you look all innocent," he said, "but I think we both know the truth." The truth was that Cissy was as innocent as a pup with its head caught in a cookie jar. But Simon liked it.

The idea of Cissy being a small town girl was too impossible. "You couldn't be a small town girl," he told her. "You're too glamorous, too brilliant, too exotic. You're everything I'm not used to. That's why I like you." He took a thick, juicy orange piece between his fingers. Using an elbow, he pushed Cissy's shirt up to expose her bare belly. Then proceeded to to make his orange slice dance up her torso, until he held the wedge in front of her mouth. "I could always just try to become a city boy," he offered, waiting for her to snatch up the snack in her petite little mouth.

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[info]cissysaidso
2008-12-28 07:26 pm UTC (link)
Cissy arched a brow slightly as he said that part, and then laughed a little as she chewed on her lower lip. "Yes, we both know the truth. And that is that I am as pure and innocent as fresh snow!" Which wasn't too far from the truth in the age of acid rain, but that was beside the point.

"But I could try." Cissy insisted, placing a small pout upon her lips which was soon replaced with a giggle as he started to dance a slice of his orange up over her stomach and to her lips. She leaned up slightly to take the orange slice from his fingers, capturing his fingers between her lips as well as the orange and moaning softly against them. She pulled away slowly, taking the piece of orange with her. "The suburbs then. Small town feel with the city in driving distance. Sounds win win."

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[info]simon_curtis
2008-12-28 07:34 pm UTC (link)
The feel of Cissy's tongue on his fingertips tickled, and it made him smile. "Mountain snow my foot," he told her, but didn't say anything more about it. She knew she was full of it, and so did he. So he went back to where they might end up living.

"Or," he said, mulling it over, "we could just stay on Halcyon and live in town. Be near a city that's cut off from civilization like a small town. And get our own personal private jet to fly about the world. Or!" he interjected, getting more excited by the minute, "we could just travel all the time and live in hotels and on our fabulous private jet!" He could just imagine it- lobster and grilled cheese every day. Sipping champagne, soaking in bubble baths filled with Perier water. It would be decadent. "I guess I better find a better job than electrician, though," he said, his idea suddenly going up in smoke. "We can't really fly around the world on $18 an hour."

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[info]cissysaidso
2008-12-28 07:46 pm UTC (link)
"Ooohhh, that sounds exciting!" Cissy said, and really she wasn't against the idea. It did sound like it could be fun. But if they ever decided to have kids, which would be a very very long long long way down the road, she would want a home, some place stable, for them to be raised in. She would never want to raise her children the way that she was raised.

"Mmm, then no. No flying around the world." She said, and gave a small shake of her head. "Because you should definitely get to do whatever it is you want to do with your life." And as for her own wishes... Well she didn't really have any. She just wanted to be happy, and she was happy with him so... She just wanted to be with him. The rest would fall into place later on, right?

"You know my mother's really going to have a fit." She said as she leaned up and offered him a sheepish grin, snagging another piece of his orange. "I've totally gained like ten pounds since we've been dating." Mostly because she was comfortable enough when she was around him to eat, and he never made her feel like it was a bad thing at all. In fact, it was quite opposite. "I'm going to blame it all on you, just so you know. You may get a strongly worded email from her about it."

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[info]simon_curtis
2008-12-28 07:57 pm UTC (link)
Truth be told, Simon didn't know what he wanted to do with himself. What made him happy right now was lying here with Cissy and dreaming about an impossible future. But he'd been raised to think practically, so being an electrician had just seemed practical. And fulfilling. But zooming arund the world sounded exciting. But which was better?

Her mom was going to be mad at him? Whatever for? He'd never even met the woman, how could she dislike him already? But Cissy explained, and it (sort of) made sense. "I haven't noticed you gaining any weight," he told Cissy, "although you look a lot less hungry recently. And if your mom sends me a nasty email, I shall respond firmly but politely. After all, there's nothing wrong with you not being skin and bones." Just to prove it, Simon pinched the skin on her tummy. "I feel no belly fat," he informed her, gently pinching a few other choice places like her thighs, neck and a quick one to each boob. "Mm, no, I'm not feeling any fat. I think I felt some sexy somewhere, though..." He grabbed a handful of boob, looking thoughtful. "Ah, yes, there it was. I found the sexy."

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[info]cissysaidso
2008-12-28 08:07 pm UTC (link)
Practical was overrated. Deep down, Cissy knew that she would always be taken care of no matter what she chose to do so, for her, being impractical wasn't really that big of a deal. But if here future happened to be with Simon, and at present she certainly wanted it to be, she would learn to become more practical. He would want to be the one to take care of her, and even if that meant that she had to learn to live in a way that was different from the way in which she was raised, she would do just that. It was important for a man to take care of his family, after all.

"Maybe you just haven't been looking." She said, and then she smiled, nodding her head with a serious look on her face. "Polite but firm. That would certainly be the best route to take." Her mother would respect that, possibly, maybe not, but even if she didn't, it wouldn't matter to Cecilia. The only person whose opinion really mattered was that of her father and he would be content so long as she was.

When Simon started to poke and pinch her, she started to giggle, trying to cover the areas he groped after he had already groped them. But then when he went back for her breasts a second time, she gasped. "Simon Curtis!!! If you're going to manhandle me, you could at least kiss me while you're doing it." She giggled.

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[info]simon_curtis
2008-12-28 08:18 pm UTC (link)
Simon was the traditional sort, so he would most definitely try to take care of Cissy (and their children, when/if that ever occurred). And his father had also left him when he was little, so he felt very strongly about a husband keeping to his duties to his family. You didn't just run off on someone who needed you.

"Well, your mom might be mean to me, but being mean right back won't get me anywhere. And someday I'll probably meet her, so I don't want her impression of me to be tainted." That was the funny thing about first impressions- you only got to make them once.

"Manhandle you?" he repeated, appalled. "I am not manhandling you!" He firmly grabbed her hips, pulled her towards him, then planted both hands on her butt. "This is manhandling," he informed her. "And I will kiss you while doing it." And he did, making his kiss deep and meaningful.

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[info]cissysaidso
2008-12-28 08:28 pm UTC (link)
If there was any girl in the world that had respect for traditional values, it was Cissy, as funny as that was. But her father was very traditional, her family was very traditional, in their own dysfunctional way. She understood that men needed to take care of their families, that their egos were dependent upon it. At least any man worth his weight in salt needed to.

"That and it would just be funny to see you behave more like a grown up than her." That would certainly come back to bite her in the ass later on if it were to come to that.

Cissy let out a bit of a scream when he grabbed her by her hips and yanked her towards him. She then broke into a fit of giggles as he groped her ass. "Oooohhh... Cissy likes." She teased, though the laughter soon ended as his lips found her own and she moaned, pressing not only her lips against his own, but her body as well, arms hooking around his neck.

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[info]simon_curtis
2008-12-28 08:50 pm UTC (link)
Cissy liked, and Simon liked too. Very much. Cissy had a small, round butt that fit perfectly into the palms of his hands. He squeezed it a few more times, appreciating its firmness. Then his hands wandered upward, rubbing her back. The skin beneath her shirt was smooth and soft, and smelled like girl soap. Girls always had really nice smelling soap.

Moving away, Simon wriggled his arms free until he could tug off his own shirt, revealing his hairless chest and the still fresh tattoo on his right pectoral. "This is where you live," he told Cissy in a hushed voice. "Right next to my heart." He smiled, kissed her, then added, "And I had to have you drilled in with needles. See the pain you cause me?"

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[info]cissysaidso
2008-12-28 09:02 pm UTC (link)
If he kept kissing her and touching her the way that he was, the temperature in the room was going to start to rise if it hadn't already. Really, there was only so much that a woman could take. And it wasn't like she didn't already want him, so badly. She wanted to kiss and taste and devour every inch of him all the time. It was almost maddening!

A smile graced her lips when he took off his shirt, her fingers moving up to trace the outline of the tattoo though she kept her fingers far enough away from it so as not to hurt him, touching the skin around the still healing tattoo instead. He was so sweet. She smiled into the kiss and allowed her fingers to stroke down over his smooth chest and then his abs. "You jerk!" She teased him, slapping him playfully on the arm. "You sure do know how to ruin a romantic moment."

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[info]simon_curtis
2008-12-29 11:05 am UTC (link)
"Oh, come on!" he giggled. "You don't find the idea that you remind me of needles drilled into my skin romantic?" He groped her butt again, gently. "What kind of heathen town were you raised in?"

It certainly felt like the room was getting warmer. Simon could sympathize with Cissy's aching need. He was a boy in the prime of his hormonal outcry- he certainly understood what it was like to need her body, to almost be able to taste her sweetness.

"Cissy," he whispered, his voice suddenly serious, "you drive me all manner of crazy, you know that?" He was sure she did. He was sure it was something she strived for. And she succeeded. "It's like I can't touch enough of you, can't taste enough." He kissed the hollow of her neck, then the small dent behind her ear. "You're so beautiful," he murmured. "Would it be okay if we... not all the way, you know, but... some?" He wasn't sure if she'd understand what he meant, but there was no real classy way of asking to get to third base. And Simon was nothing if not tactful.

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[info]cissysaidso
2008-12-29 11:30 am UTC (link)
Cissy gasped again, though clearly she was amused by the conversation because she wore a bright smile upon her face. "I came from the most heathenistic town of them all and no, I don't find it at all romantic!" The tattoo? Yes. Needles drilling into his skin? Not quite.

"Yes?" Cissy responded to the sudden seriousness in his tone, her voice soft and low to match his own. The sentiment made her smile, and yes, she did know that, but she didn't answer the question because it was clearly rhetorical. It was one of the things that she lived for though, to drive him utterly mad. It was only fair since he did the same to her. "Mmm.." She said, as she tilted her head this way and that to meet each and every one of those soft kisses of his.

The question, however, caught her slightly off guard, and she looked up at him with her brow slightly furrowed and her lips pursed into a bit of a frown though it was clearly driven by confusion. "What do you mean?" She paused for just a second and then added, "Like at the hotel or....?" Further than that.

She moved both hands up to cup his face, leaning up to kiss his lips softly and then whisper against them, "We can do anything you want and nothing that you don't want, Simon." But he would have to be a bit more specific otherwise she may try to take things further than he was ready or willing to go. Though at this exact moment in time, she was content to skip direction and simply start with another soft kiss, which she gradually deepened, as she slid her knee up between his legs and pressed her thigh against him.

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[info]simon_curtis
2008-12-29 06:40 pm UTC (link)
"I'd have to say that Las Vegas is probably more wicked than New York City," he said honestly. "After all, they do call it modern day Soddam and Ghamorra."

It was hard for him to articulate exactly what it was he wanted, because he'd never had experience asking for it before. Or even thinking much about it. Certainly not performing it. His neck and face flushed deeply. "I was just thinking about... y'know, that movie we saw. And all that foreplay they were doing. I mean..." He swallowed. "The girl seemed to like this one thing thye guy was doing, so I thought maybe I could try it." He shrugged a little. "I'd kinda like to know what you taste like," he said.

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[info]cissysaidso
2008-12-29 06:53 pm UTC (link)
"Only because New York is better at being discreet." Someone could argue with her all day that New York wasn't all that, and she would fight tooth and nail to say that it was so. She loved her hometown, even if she wasn't born there. In her opinion, there was no place like it on earth.

At first, Cissy just looked confused by what he was saying. He was talking about a movie? The porn? Definitely the porn. A brow arched slightly as she started to kind of grasp what he was talking about. "You mean you want to... kiss me?" She asked, and then glanced down to indicate where.

She bit her lower lip and then smiled sheepishly. "If you wanna." She paused and then added, "But then, can I..." She arched a brow again slightly as she pressed her thigh a bit more firmly between his legs. "Return the favor?" It was kind of funny discussing it beforehand. Normally things like that just happened. It made her slightly nervous, made her pulse race. It was kind of exciting, almost felt like her first time all over again.

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[info]simon_curtis
2008-12-29 08:08 pm UTC (link)
Thank goodness Cissy understood, because Simon wasn't sure if he could actually bring himself to outright ask her. "Exactly," he smiled, relieved. Cissy was so smart. And sexy.

His eyes widened at the placement of Cissy's thigh. His pulse leapt, his heart hammering in his throat. "Yeah," he said immediately. "I mean, you don't have to... but if you want to..." Like he was going to say no!

Moving slowly, Simon shifted himself to be on top of Cissy, making sure he wasn't squishing her. Since her belly was already pretty much exposed, he started by kissing it a few times. The skin was soft and she smelled so nice. Moving slowly downward, Simon kissed a light trail until the waistband of her pajama pants. He lifted the edge a little, peeking underneath. "Cute," he told her, spying the adorable panties she donned. "Lace. You're so girly." He said this with affection, though. He appreciated her girliness.

His hand shook a little as he ran it over her hips, just feeling her beneath his figertips. She had a special roundness to her that only girls could possess, special curves that were enticing and dainty. "Are you sure?" he asked again, wanting to be absolutely positive she wanted this before he undressed her.

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[info]cissysaidso
2008-12-29 08:21 pm UTC (link)
The thought did cross her mind to play dumb and make him say it, but then they might not ever get anywhere and she didn't have all night to wait for him, after all. Well, she did, but that was beside the point. And she couldn't possibly be that cruel to her Simon.

She laughed as he quickly answered her, licking her lower lip and then chewing upon it slightly. She nodded her head. "I want to." She wouldn't feel right letting him do all the work, for one, and for two, well, she enjoyed it. And then of course there was the thrill of being his first. She would be a memorable fixture, if not a permanent one, in his life for sure.

Cissy shifted her body beneath him, her skin warm beneath the touch of his lips and his fingers and getting progressively warmer with each stroke of his fingers and press of his lips against her flesh. She giggled a little when he called her girly. "I hope that's a good thing." Though clearly, from his tone, it most certainly was.

She could feel the shaking in his hands as he touched her and she couldn't help but be completely endeared by it. Her hand moved down to touch his cheek, to stroke her fingers back through his hair, as she arched her hips up off of the bed in answer. Yes, she wanted it, even if he might be bad at it, even if she was so nervous that she could feel her pulse racing all the way down to the tips of her toes.

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[info]simon_curtis
2008-12-29 08:43 pm UTC (link)
"It is a good thing," Simon assured her, looking up into her deep eyes. "I like my girls girly."

Slowly, but not too slowly, Simon tugged down Cissy's pj pants until they slid easily past her hips. He could hardly believe it. She was naked, and she was in his bed. It just didn't seem real. Once he discarded of her clothing items, he decided that she was still farr too dressed. Moving up her body, he tugged on her tank top, indicating that it, too, should go. He removed it from her (stopping in for a few sweet kisses), then twirled it over his head and flung it across the room. "You look amazing," he said, awestruck. "I'm so happy this is mine."

He started down her body again, his breath short and uneven. He was hoping (really hoping) that he might have some clue as to what he was doing when he got there, that maybe instinct might kick in. Slipping his hands between Cissy's knees, Simon looked up at her once more, blushing. He kissed each knee, then her calves, moving gradually up both thighs until he reached his destination, breathing in her scent. He kind of understood what Sydni went through at the full moon now. The hunger, the yearning, the need to ravish and taste and indulge. He craved Cissy like wolves craved blood. Only difference was he was gently, his tongue tentative, slow. There would be time later for ferocity.

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[info]cissysaidso
2008-12-29 08:56 pm UTC (link)
Well that was certainly a good thing. If he liked his girls butch, she would be shit out of luck! She was a girl from head to toe, complete with the fascination with the color pink and the little ankle-biter dog that lived in her flat in New York.

Cissy had never felt so nervous to be naked in all of her life. There was a difference between getting in the nude in front of someone that you loved and getting naked in front of someone you were just having some heated sexual moment with. She had that brief moment of insecurity, where she wanted to cover herself, where she thought that maybe her body wasn't what he expected even though he had seen her naked before. She chewed on her lower lip as he moved up to push her tank top off, receiving those kisses with a soft whimper and a shy smile. "All yours." She replied softly.

Cissy inhaled a deep breath as he started to kiss down her body once more, her body trembling softly beneath him. She closed her eyes for a moment until he came to her knees, opening her eyes to look down at him, a reassuring smile given as he peered up at her, blushing softly. She inhaled a soft breath as he kissed her knees, her calves, her thighs. This was torture, wonderful, delicious torture. She let out a moan as his tongue found her core. Amazing how she had never been so terrified and turned on all at once in her entire life.

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[info]simon_curtis
2008-12-29 09:18 pm UTC (link)
Once you got down to the nitty-gritty of it (though thankfully it was neither nitty nor gritty), Simon found he was not nervous as much anymore. Now he was just curious. The female form had always been of great mystery to him, something elusive and seductive. His school did not teach health class, at least not beyond the Christian belief of 'Just don't have sex, period'. The boys were taken to one classroom, the girls to another. He would hear whispers in the halls about periods and uterises and the like, but it had sounded like a foreign language.

Now, displayed before him, was a perfect flower of erotic beauty. Cissy was pink, warm, inviting. Her taste was not sweet as her cotton candy perfume might allude to. It was earthy, strong, distinct. In a word, woman.

His tongue probed her sensitive parts, exploring. At times he used the flat of his tongue, sweeping slowly across the length of her sex. Others he would dabble lightly with the tip, teasing her, listening to her moans and gasps. A relief about his girlfriend was that she was not shy about making her pleasure known, so he was never left wondering whether or not what he was doing was working.

Without notice his tongue moved faster, darting around her peaked clitoris as though it were a tiny lollipop. This was the nerve center, he discovered. This was where the magic happened. And he was determined to send her into overdrive.

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[info]cissysaidso
2008-12-29 09:33 pm UTC (link)
Thank goodness it was neither nitty nor gritty, That would have been disgusting! She took very good care of herself, thank you very much, though at this moment in time she was quite thankful that she had taken a quick shower before she came over to see him. Not because she had expected this, but it was best to be prepared. And for the record, he could use her body to sate his curiosity all that he wanted.

It would be easy for him to discover the things that she liked the most, the parts of her body that received the most response, because she was so incredibly vocal. She kept it contained, or tried to at least, taking into consideration their location, but as his tongue began to move faster, and certainly once he had discovered her clit which was swollen and pink with want, she could hardly take that into consideration anymore.

Cissy's hands dropped down to the bed from his shoulders where they had come to rest at some point in time. She grabbed the sheets after a moment, her hips arching up off of the bed as her knuckles turned white. So he definitely didn't suck at this. It had to be his patience. He was taking his time and not just trying to get hers over and done with so that he could get his.

"Oh god." She whimpered, her grip upon the sheets tightening. tire body started to tremble, her pulse racing. And she was starting to get hot, very hot, which made it a very good thing that he could handle the heat. "Don't stop." She whispered, her hips starting to rock against him just a bit. "Holy fucking shit, don't stop." She had quite the dirty mouth in the heat of the moment.

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[info]simon_curtis
2008-12-29 09:59 pm UTC (link)
Vocal girls were hot, period. Simon wouldn't have cared if Cissy had screamed her head off, because if the neighbors had complained, he would have been able to tell them (with a sheepish grin) that he had been satisfyin' a lady, sorry for the disturbance.

Pleasing a woman was actually quite fun. It was even better when he had to slip his wrists around her skinny thighs to keep her a little steady so her could continue to work his magic. She was arching her back and moaning and getting all hot and bothered, and while it was sexy, it made it hard for Simon to keep his mouth on the task. Not that he minded at all. At least she was enjoying herself.

As her hips moved faster and faster, and her pillowtalk got harsher and more cuss-ladened, Simon used his both his lips and tongue to get her to orgasm. He wanted to say something sexy, but feared his talking might make her lose focus and thusly, lose climax. Instead he moved his mouth faster, more deliberately. Oh, yes, he wanted to make her scream.

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[info]cissysaidso
2008-12-29 10:13 pm UTC (link)
Well obviously he was not concerned with her making too much noise otherwise he would have stopped already and told her to quiet down. That would have most certainly ruined the moment. But god, he was doing nothing to ruin the moment at all, and she was so on the verge that it was just CRAZY! How long had it been since someone had made her orgasm? Too fucking long, that much was for sure. It was difficult for a girl to just go cold turkey like she had. But he was worth it, and the wait was worth it. Oh. So. Worth it.

At the point when his hands moved to her thighs to hold her down, and his lips and his tongue both began to work furiously against her, she was reduced to the point of no words, only whimpers and moans and groans of pleasure. And then it happened. She started to see fireworks. Her entire body started to tingle from toe to head. She was shaking from the tightness of her every muscle.

Cissy wasn't exactly a screamer when the moment happened. She was more of the type to repeat over and over again, "Oh God! Oh God!", and then take a deep breath and hold it as a nearly unbearable heat washed over her, pulsed through her, followed by a deep, sudden, chilling cold.

She had to roll away from him then, pulling her legs, as best as she could, up to cover herself, hoping that she didn't knee him in the face or something in the process. It was just too intense to be touched right after. She just needed to moment to compose herself, to stay the tremors that were coursing through her, to catch her breath. But she wanted him close to her, and so she reached for him with a whimper, though she was much too shaky to be able to pull him up to her. Hopefully he would catch her drift.

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[info]simon_curtis
2008-12-29 10:23 pm UTC (link)
When Cissy climaxed, three things happened. First, the obvious climax. Second, Simon dug his fingers into her flesh, unable to contain a low moan of deep satisfaction. And third, when she curled up and moved away, he immediately wondered what he had done wrong. She almost looked as though she were in pain.

He watched her, carefully, only moving enough to get out of her way and not get clocked in the head with her knees. Now his hands were shaking for a different reason. What happened? Was she okay? He went to her the second she reached out, not touching her but keeping a hand hovering over her side, in case maybe she needed support.

When he saw her face, though, after she'd caught a few breaths, the worry was replaced with a proud sense of accomplishment. Ah, so she was supposed to look like that. He remembered her water jet inspired orgasm at the hotel, but after that she had simply smiled at him deviously and kissed him hard on the mouth. Very sexy. This was ten times better, though. She looked exhausted, and he had caused it.

Placing a tentative hand on her hip, Simon slid beside her, laying her back along his stomach. He kissed her ear gently. "Now you have something to think about in Iceland," he told her sweetly.

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[info]cissysaidso
2008-12-29 10:39 pm UTC (link)
A great orgasm kind of was like being in pain, only it hurt so good that you didn't want it to stop, didn't want it disturbed, but you needed it to. That was how it felt for her anyway, like she was no longer in control of herself which was a great and wonderful thing, but it was also just so intense, too intense, and she needed to regain that control over herself, needed to have some sort of say in what she was feeling again. Really it was just hard to explain, and there was no way she could put into words the way that it felt.

"Mmm.." That was all she managed to get out in response to his hand upon her hip, but she followed that up with a contented sigh as he pulled her in close to him, her back, which was slightly clammy at this point, her skin glistening with sweat, against his chest. She was trembling, and she let out a soft laugh as he spoke. She reached her hand up behind her to touch his cheek and then inhaled a deep breath and exhaled it slowly. "Wow." That was really the only think she could think to say right about now.

After giving herself a moment longer to still her post-climactic tremors, Cissy turned herself around in his arms to face him, her naked body pressing against his own which was partially clothed. Her hand moved up to touch his cheek, a smile gracing her lips, her cheeks still flushed. She leaned in and kissed his lips softly. "I love you." The words were whispered against his lips, and then she kissed him again. "I love you." And another, this time met with a soft moan. She hadn't forgotten that it was his turn now.

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[info]simon_curtis
2008-12-30 05:14 am UTC (link)
Cissy's inability to move of speak very effectively stroked at Simon's ego like an old lady stroked a pussycat. There seemed to be a proud, somewhat cocky grin etched permenantly onto his face. "Wow?" he asked her playfully. "So I take it I was okay?"

When Cissy rolled over in his arms, he gladly accomodated for her, wrapping himself tightly around her so she couldn't get away. Of course she looked in no condition to actually go anywhere, and that made him smile all the more. "I love you, too," he whispered into her kiss. He was so glad they had gotten those words out there, because nothing else came close to what he felt. Nothing else was powerful enough.

As soon as she moaned, his libido stood up and took notice. He would not have been surprised (or even disappointed) if she had simply laid her head on his chest and fallen asleep. That did not seem to be the game plan, though. Kissing her deeply, Simon ran his hands down her back, gliding across the sweat. She felt slick and warm, very hot. He imagined her mouth would feel warm and hot too, and he gasped a little. He loved Cissy, and more importantly, he trusted her. He was ready.

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[info]cissysaidso
2008-12-30 06:37 pm UTC (link)
"Do you not see me trembling?" She asked, and then laughed a little. "Yeah, wow. Definitely." She was starting to catch her breath a little, but her words still sounded slightly labored and her body was still trembling softly. That was definitely one of the best orgasms she had had in a very long time. Of course, Cissy loved to get off. What girl didn't?

It felt so nice to be wrapped up naked and sweaty in his arms, to see that look of accomplishment on his face, to be blanketed in the warm afterglow of post-near-coital bliss. And those words, she could never hear them enough times. It was rare that she had heard them in life from anyone other than her papa, and certainly more rare that the person saying them meant them. And the one other person that had meant it had been someone for whom she did not feel the same way, so this was definitely different, definitely a first.

As she kissed him, she allowed her hands to smooth down his form and then fingers hook beneath his shirt so that she could push it upward, urging him to move so that she could slide it the rest of the way off. Once that was out of the way, she proceeded to drop her kisses lower, first to his neck, then his collarbone (upon which she nibbled a bit), and then down to his nipples. It was once she had made it there that she moved from his side and instead pushed him onto his back on the bed, straddling him so that she could reach his skin better, her lips traveling downward still as her fingers hooked in the waist of his pajama pants and began to slide them down.

"Not only do I love you..." She said, his pajama bottoms and underwear pushed rather firmly below his hips. "I love your neck." She leaned up to kiss him there. "Your chest." She kissed him there as well. "Your abs." She kissed him there, just at the start of his ribcage. "You're tummy." She kissed him there as well, sliding her body progressively downward as her hands pushed his pants now below his knees.

"I love your hip bones." She kissed him there. "Your thighs." Another soft brush of her lips was felt against the skin of his left thigh and then his right. "Your knees." Now all he had to do was kick his feet free from his pants and he would be completely naked beneath her. She pressed a kiss to the outside of both knees and then the inside as well.

"And..." She drew the word out slowly as she moved back up his body just a bit, enough so that she could lean in and trail her tongue up along the inside of his right thigh. "This." She added as her hand wrapped around the object of her present affection, giving him a few long, even strokes before she inhaled a deep breath and, without warning, without any real preparation or teasing, she took his entire length into her impossibly hot, impossibly wet mouth and moaned against his girth.

Oh yes, when it came to blow jobs, Cissy certainly knew what she was doing.

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[info]simon_curtis
2008-12-30 09:16 pm UTC (link)
Simon had never been naked in front of a woman before (once before with Cissy, but that seemed so different than this). He was nervous. But he knew Cissy wasn't going to judge him, or laugh, or anything like that. She loved him. He knew because she had said so, and she'd never lied to him before. It was this ability for faith that had made him such a good Christian for so many years.

With every touch of Cissy's lips on his skin, Simon jumped a little. His sense of touch was hightened to the max, so every little brush of her mouth felt like the strongest pressure. And she was getting so close.

At the initial penetration, Simon cried out loud. He hadn't meant to- had wanted to keep quiet for the neighbor's sake- but Cissy had attacked him without warning. "God," he growled, his voice throaty and unfamiliar. It seemed illogical. How could a woman's mouth be so hot and not melt her face off? But it was, hot and wet and all-encompassing. He bucked his hips a little involuntarily into her mouth. She was taking all of him, and it still wasn't enough. Her tongue was working magic. He knew she had experience with this before, he wasn't naive enough to think this would be her first. But he had no idea how much she had perfected the technique. He wasn't going to last long and he knew it.

"You're amazing," he breathed, his eyes closed tight. "You... wow... oh, God, wow..." Sentences were a little beyond him by now.

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[info]cissysaidso
2008-12-30 09:35 pm UTC (link)
Of course she wasn't going to judge him. She had diverse taste even if she didn't love him, which she did. But she just kind of liked men in general. Big men, tall men, small men, thin men. The only thing she didn't like were men with lots of hair. And she certainly didn't have that to worry about when it came to Simon. He was definitely quite smooth, which she appreciated very much.

His initial response was enough to make her own ego swell just a little, a self satisfied smirk settling in her eyes since it couldn't form on her lips at this exact moment in time. She began to work her mouth upon him, her tongue pressing flat against his organ, caressing him as his lips formed a perfect amount of suction and friction, to work him up and quickly. See the one good thing about being so good at this was that it never took very long, and that was always a plus because honestly, she didn't want to have to do this all night. Her mouth would get tired.

Her hands moved to his hips to push against them, pressing them hard against the bed to keep him from wiggling too much as she wanted to be the one in control. She quickened the pace a little, taking him in completely with each and every downward movement of her lips and allowing him to nearly escape with each and every upward movement. And then a hand came to join in the fun, leaving just the one to manage his hips, lightly tickling up his thighs before moving up to grasp his shaft, stroking him in tempo with her mouth, leaving it to provide the heat and a probing tongue to all the right spots while her hand took care of the friction.

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[info]simon_curtis
2008-12-30 09:57 pm UTC (link)
Cissy need not worry about being in control, because Simon was more than willing to do whatever she directed him to. She wanted him to be still, and so he would be. As best he could, anyway. It was getting harder and harder, though. (No pun intended.) Her mouth moved in fantastic ways that his brain could not wrap itself around. How could she possibly have that much tongue all over him, yet be able to have suck effective suction? The mysteries of females.

"Cissy," he whispered desperately, feeling a somewhat familiar tightness in his lower abdomen. The climax was coming, and it was coming hard. He didn't give her any more warning, though, because one, he couldn't think that far in advance and two, he assumed Cissy would know what she was doing. She knew what she was doing so far, it seemed stupid to assume she wouldn't know what a male orgasm sounded like.

He could hardly breathe, but he forced himself to or else he was going to pass out. His breaths were hard, and long. He could feel it coming- up from the toes, electric sex zapping through every synapse. His fingers gripped the bedsheets tightly, squeezing as a powerful orgasm swept over him. The temperature rose at least ten degrees, radiating off him. "Oh, fuck!" he yelled, orgasm pulsing through him. His seed sprayed into Cissy's mouth, a hot jet of relief.

Seconds later, his eyes snapped open. "Oh, fuck!" he yelled again, only less in pleasure and more in fear. He bolted upright, forgetting for the moment that there wan't enough blood in his head, as it had all gone south for the bj. Simon held his hands in front of him, then blew on them hard, once. "Shit," he said, though now in awe rather than alarm. He looked down at Cissy and smiled sheepishly. "I almost set fire to the bed," he informed her, laughing uneasily. The sheets beside him had two small, black scorch marks.

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[info]cissysaidso
2008-12-30 10:17 pm UTC (link)
That was another great thing about Simon. He was so very moldable. She could teach him all the good habits she wanted him to have and guard him from all the bad ones, or so she thought. And when it came to sex, he knew nothing, so she would be able to teach him just what she liked, what women in general liked, and not have to worry about any macho pre-conceived notions that were completely and totally incorrect. It was perfect.

She certainly knew what the tone of his voice just then meant, and what the twitching of him inside of her mouth clearly indicated as well, and she was prepared for it. She had every intention of swallowing. It was rude, after all, to spit. Cissy was a lady in every sense of the word and a lady never spit.

Just as Simon was about to cum, Cissy deep throated him, a good way, she had discovered, to avoid having to taste too much, not that she minded just a little but she wasn't particularly a fan. She moaned around his shaft at that last instant, just to make him vibrate inside of her mouth as he came, and swallowed down the very last drop before she pulled away, her lips a little red and swollen from the sudden heat though the fire mage part of her craved even more.

She was just about to move back up his body, to kiss him softly on his neck, his cheek, and be at his side while he enjoyed his post-orgasmic euphoria when he called out for a second time and sat up so fast in the bed that he nearly clocked her in the jaw. "What?" She asked, her tone frantic as her eyes went suddenly wide in response to the panic in his voice. "What is it?" Of course, once he explained it, she relaxed considerably, even laughed as she offered him a sweet smile. "I'd be worried I wasn't doing it right if something didn't nearly go up in flames." It had happened to her before, more than once. She had ruined so many sets of sheets that way that it was completely ridiculous.

"So did you like it?" She asked, moving to sit up on the bed beside him. "Was it what you.. expected?" She didn't tell him that she had only ever gone down on Xander before, nor that she had promised him once upon a time, more than once upon a time, that he was the only man she would ever do that for. And now she had broken that promise, and she didn't feel the least bit bad about it. He had to have known that she would move on one day, even if neither of them, or at least she hadn't, thought it would be quite so soon.

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[info]simon_curtis
2008-12-31 09:30 am UTC (link)
"Y-you mean, this has happened to you before?" he asked, still shaken. He was looking at his hands incredulously. He'd made fires lots of times unintentionally, though not recently. He thought he was controlling them. But if receiving oral sex could do this, what would happen during regular sex? Would the two of them be blissfully unaware as they burned the entire schoool down? But then again Cissy didn't seem worried. She looked amused, actually. So maybe it would never come to that. Still... that had been spooky.

Suddenly, Simon became all too aware as to how fast he had sat up, especially since there seemed to be no blood left in his head. "Whoa," he said, laying back with a fwump. "I got up too fast," he laughed.

Simon had to think about her question a moment. "No," he decided, "it certainly was not what I was expecting. I expected something like what happened in the hotel. Good, but not quite as.... explosive." Explosive was right! "I was a lot better. It was... and you were... and your mouth..." He grinned at her, reaching out so she would crawl into his arms. "It was heaven."

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[info]cissysaidso
2009-01-01 05:29 pm UTC (link)
Cissy nodded her head in answer to the question. "I've actually caught things on fire once or twice." That was before she had learned any control whatsoever. And it was scary, but if you had a degree of control over your abilities, it was less likely that that would happen. But it was always possible. That was why it was a great thing that she had never really fooled around with anyone that wasn't of a magical persuasion. Can you imagine the confusion that would cause? Not to mention sheer panic and/or terror.

"Silly boy." Cissy chided him in that soft, sweet voice of hers she always used when she thought that something he had done was utterly adorable. She used that voice a lot when she was around him.

At first, his answer brought a bit of a frown to her lips, her brow furrowing with concern, but as he clarified, that smile returned, and she even laughed at how difficult it was for him to actually put into words what he felt. She crawled up to reclaim her spot within his arms, wrapping her own around his waist and she snuggled up against his chest. "I'm glad that you enjoyed it." She couldn't stop smiling which was always a nice feeling.

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[info]simon_curtis
2009-01-01 07:49 pm UTC (link)
If the possibility of causing fires from sex was going to be a forever possibility, it was a damn good thing Simon had come to Halcyon. He couldn't even imagine how it would have gone when he had sex with his wife for the first time and set the duvet on fire. And since before Halcyon he had been told all his life that his abilities came from the devil... and sex is the original sin...Well, it would have been a bad scene that might have ended in an abbey.

With a beautiful girl in his arms, and ejeculation only moments before, Simon was content and ready to fall asleep. But he wouldn't, because Cissy probably wanted to snuggle a little. And he was cool with that.

"Mmm," he purred, nuzzling the top of her head. "So tell me more about this trip you're taking to Iceland. When are you leaving, when are you coming back, what kind of present will you bring me?" He slipped in that last one hoping to make her laugh. He didn't require her to get him anything. But he knew Cissy, and he knew she would anyway.

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[info]cissysaidso
2009-01-01 08:34 pm UTC (link)
When he brought up Iceland, again, Cissy groaned. "Don't remind me!" She whined, but it was too late. He had brought it up and now her mind was back on the inevitable though with Xander tagging along, it shouldn't be too bad. Of course her small pout was replaced by a smile as he made her laugh and roll her eyes at him. "What makes you think you are getting anything?" She asked, though they both knew that she was Cissy and she liked to shop and she would probably come back with a whole extra suitcase just of things for him.

"Tuesday. Or maybe Monday or Wednesday. It depends on when I can get a flight. I have to do all of that in the morning." She snuggled herself up more tightly against him, kissing his chest softly, her lips warm against his flesh though not as warm as usual considering how hot his skin was still. "And I will be gone for a week or less. I absolutely refuse to spend my entire break there and, well, if I come back after a week we will have at least one weekend together."

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[info]simon_curtis
2009-01-01 09:10 pm UTC (link)
He knew Cissy was teasing him about not getting anything. In all honesty, she'd be getting something for him more for her own sake than his. "You can't fool me," he informed her. "You love shopping, and you seem to like spoiling me. And I'd love to tell you not to get me anything, but I know you will anyway, so I won't bother."

Monday? That was in as little as two days! He wasn't ready for her departure yet!! Simon hugged her tighter, appreciating the here and now instead of thinking about her absence. At least, he tried not to think about it. "It won't be so bad," he assured her. "While you're gone, I'll think of something really great we can do for when you get back. Something romantic. You'll swoon to death, I'll sweep you off your feet so hard." He wasn't very good at romance, but at least he'd have some time to think it over. And this time Cissy would be hundreds of miles away, and not in the hallways asking him when he planned on asking her out. Which would take some pressure off. Maybe.

"You should just have fun," Simon instructed her. "Don't even worry about your mom. Just ignore her when you can, and be polite when you can't. I'm sure it won't be as bad as you think."

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