Tuesday: September/3/2019
Who: Candi and Remington When: Tuesday, 9/3/19 Where: their apartment What: they're getting it on
Remington was exhausted when he got back from rounds around 1am. He’d worked a double to cover for one of the guys who had a date. Toeing off his shoes and pulling off his shirt without ceasing movement from the front door to the bedroom, he then pushed off his pants as he flopped down onto the bed with a long, tired sigh. “I swear.. if I have to tell one more fifteen year old to go to bed, only to hear ‘only if you join me’ in return... I’m gonna put a bullet through my skull.” Remington was used to having students flirt with him, some being MORE than obvious and inappropriate about it, but it still irritated him. Were all supernatural teenagers so hard up for sex?
He looked over at Candi, the only woman who got his lovin’ these days, and smiled lazily. “How was your day, dear,” he teased.
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Candi had taught her classes, spent time with her son and her granddaughter before making her way home. She had known her man was going to be working a double, she swore he wasn’t happy unless he was overworking himself, so she hadn’t hurried home. Candi had attempted to make Remy a meal but she wasn’t sure if it was any good, she hoped so but it wasn’t like she could taste it to check.
“Mmm well they are full of raging hormones and you are a very attractive man.” Candi said as she looked up from the book she had been reading. “But let’s not kill the students okay love? No matter how irritating the little shits are.” Candi dealt with alot of the same thing, she had volunteered to be the staff advisor for the teenage dorms and it was like having toddlers sometimes. “Mmm my day was perfect, well after classes I went over to Jason’s.” She said with a smile, the smile that told Remy she had been with her granddaughter.
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“I’m more than twice their age.. and living with you. Kids have no sense of decency.” He was appalled by them much of the time. Thankfully, his niece was one of the good kids, and he hoped that he was part of the reason. He wasn’t a perfect uncle, but he tried. “I promise I will not murder any of them... not yet anyway.”
He rolled his eyes but was grinning. “And how is the little angel?” It was still a little odd to Remington that he was dating a grandmother, but she was smokin’ hot for an old woman.
--- “Teenagers don’t care about that babe, it’s all about the thrill, offering yourself to the older, dangerous man is exciting. Plus they are a bunch of horndogs.” She grinned at him and nodded. “It’s true they don’t, unless they have good parents and a strong family around them.” She laughed and then shook her head. “And I greatly appreciate that.” She kissed him softly and then smiled. “She is an angel, of course. I’m sure I drive Cassie crazy coming over everyday but she has been really good about it.” It might be odd that she was a grandmother, but since Candi’s body was stuck at 21 years old, it wasn’t so bad.
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“Old is more like it.” Not just older. Remington was getting up there in years. Each day seemed to add a new wrinkle and subtract more hair. But Candi still thought he was sexy, so what did it really matter?
“So what did you and ___ do today?” Candi absolutely adored her granddaughter. It was nice to see that Jason and Candi were getting along now, and Cassi allowed Candi to spend so much time with the baby. Having lost his mother at such an early age, Remington had been hopeful Jason would forgive Candi for spending all those years alone and just embrace the fact that his mother was alive and wanted to be in his life.
--- “Stop it you’re not old.” She said with a frown and then put her book down and lay down next to him, sliding her arm over his waist. “And anytime you would like to stop aging...” She said quietly as she kissed his arm.
“Oh well we played in her room and she showed me all her dolls and told me all their names..just little girl things.” She laughed and snuggled into him. “I stayed until Jason got home, spent a little time with him before I came back home. I made you a dinner...I don’t know how good it is though.” Candi said as her fingers slid over his stomach.
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Remington looked down at Candi as she kissed his arm, her sentence unfinished, the question hanging in the air. It was more than a question, actually, it was an offer. Truthfully, the idea of becoming a vampire and stopping the aging process in its tracks became more and more tempting with each passing day. He still looked good. He was still in great shape. He could be happy with himself if he stayed like this. But eternity? And being linked to Candi for all time? It was one hell of a commitment. “I haven’t forgotten,” he whispered and moved to kiss the top of her head as he hugged her to his body.
“I’m not all that hungry, but thanks anyway.” His fingers smoothed over her wrist and the back of her hand before sliding between her fingers. “You know you don’t have to cook for me. We don’t even need to keep much food in the apartment. I can eat in the cafeteria.”
--- The question was always there, and she knew he hadn’t forgotten about her offer but sometimes with Remington you had to poke at him. Like she was constantly doing about a ring. It had been a really long time and if he loved her she should have one. But that was a conversation not to be had two seconds after mentioning to turn him.
“Mmm I know I don’t have to.” She said as she looked at their hands. “I like to try, it makes me feel somewhat normal and you do eat...I hate to be such a bad girlfriend that I can’t make my man supper.” Candi pouted slightly wishing she was alive again for the millionth time since she had been turned.
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Of course he loved her and wanted to be with her. They were living together, right? And he was faithful too. Why did she need a ring? Remington didn’t understand. Well, okay, that was a lie. He got that she was interested in the whole idea of being husband and wife. It just made him uncomfortable. Look at his parents’ marriage? He was gun shy as a result.
“It’s sweet of you,” he soothed, squeezing her hand as he brought it up to his lips to kiss. “You take good care of me. There’s no chance of me wasting away though, so don’t feel like you have to make me dinner. I’m content simply being your dinner,” he teased.
--- Candi understood he was damaged by his parent’s marriage, it had been terrible and tragic so of course it would leave him not too thrilled with the idea. But Candi’s parents had loved each other, she saw a good marriage and how it worked. She wanted that for the two of them and in her gut she knew they could have it.
She smiled at the kiss and then sighed. “I try to take good care of you.” She said softly and then smiled when he said he was content to be her dinner. “Mmm and you’re so damn tasty too.” She laughed and then kissed him, hands sliding into his hair.
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The possibility of being turned and getting married were tied in Remington’s mind. He wouldn’t do one without the other. If he married her without agreeing to become a vampire, then he’d just abandon her in a few decades, and that was a terrible thing to do in his mind. But if he became a vampire without promising to be hers for eternity, then the bond between them would be awkward if they ever separated. It was all or nothing in his head, and that was a big part of why it was so hard for him to make the commitment.
“So you’ve said. Many times. I’m glad that I have the honor of being your favorite thing to eat.” He released her hand so he could slide his palm down her chest and abdomen before slipping into her panties. “You don’t taste so bad yourself,” he teased verbally and physically with his fingers.
--- Candi knew what he thought of the two things and she thought he was commendable for thinking of it that way. And she knew it was a huge commitment, but sometimes it was hard not to push at him.
She laughed and nodded. "MMmm you do." She said softly and then gasped when he slipped his fingers inside her panties. "OH...fuck." She groaned as she wiggled her hips a bit on his fingers.
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He was still with her. Remington hoped that counted for something. And he was a good boyfriend. He was loving, thoughtful, and rarely went more than a week without giving her something just to make her smile.
“I was thinking maaaybee... dancing tomorrow night? We could drive to New York if you want.” While discussing possible plans, Remington continued to finger her, a smug sort of grin on his face as he watched and felt her reactions.
--- It counted, absolutely and she cherished everyday, even though she knew if he didn’t turn she would lose him one day. She had never met a man like Remington and she never wanted to lose him, she loved him so much.
“You know I can barely think when you do this Remy.” She gasped as a mini orgasm hit her, he knew her body so well he could make her constantly orgasm for a good hour if he really wanted to, but she wouldn’t let him do it past that, she didn’t have a reason, just an hour was long enough. “But yes dancing sounds fantastic.” She murmured as she squirmed against his body.
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Remington didn’t want to lose Candi either. Their love had grown out of something simple and casual. It was strange when he thought back to their first meeting when he’d been, well, a prick. He knew it. But he was different then. He was calmer now, more open with his feelings.
“Maybe some drinks.. or a bite,” he suggested as he nipped at her earlobe then licked it as a means of tempting her. His fingers slid very deep inside her then and he groaned, his breath hot against her cool skin.
--- She had not been expecting more from Remington than sex all those years ago, he was like a wounded animal back then, ready to lash out at everyone and everything that tried to get close. But now he was better, he had started mending himself and Candi had been there for all of it and now she loved him more than she ever thought was possible.
The blonde felt her beast stir inside her, she thought of Remy as her mate and always woke up when they had sex, always. “You love to tease.” She growled and then arched into his touch when his fingers slid inside her. “I want more than your fingers Remy.” She moaned softly.
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Candi was like his brother in the sense that she’d stuck around. She’d seen him at his worst over and over again, and yet she didn’t abandon her. If there was one thing about Candi that made him want to put a ring on her finger, that was it. Flaws and all, she loved him.
“You’re right, I do,” he said with a short, soft chuckle. Her squirming and mention of wanting more just made him want to continue teasing her, but the moan made him cave. He withdrew his hand and pushed down his boxers to start stroking himself into full hardness. There was no doubt about it, Remington was blessed with a big cock. And he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t proud of the fact.
--- She loved him alright, she loved him enough to be here after what had to be some of the worst years of his life, his time with his father obviously being the worst. the dust settled and she was still there ready to take care of him.
Candi was panting when he pulled his fingers away, a smirk sliding onto her face as he pulled out his dick, something else about him Candi was in love with was that. He was big and filled her like no one else ever had. She reached down and wrapped her hand around his balls teasing them lightly.
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Remington’s head fell back and his mouth opened with a satisfied moan. Her fingers felt like magic. He let go of his shaft, giving her full reign over it. If she wanted his dick, she could have it. It already belonged to her, more or less. Fuck the ring, she got his cock! That had to be better than any trinket or legal document, right? He thought so!
--- Candi went to work on his dick, stroking it and then licking it but she only did it for so long before she got up, took off her shirt, pulled her panties to the side and straddled him, sliding his dick inside her. “Oh...damn Remy.” She cried out as she started to rock her hips, riding him hard and fast. ---
Sex with Candi had only gotten better with time. He’d been worried it might get boring fucking the same woman for years, but it was fantastic. And he couldn’t deny it was nice getting laid so frequently with very little effort required to get her naked. He didn’t mind monogamy one bit. But it was more surprising that Candi didn’t seem to mind it. She’d never struck him as the relationship sort. Either he was just that good, or she’d been good at pretending to be the wild, unattached sort.
He grabbed her hips and pulled them to his body with each upward thrust. Sure, she was stronger as a lycan turned vampire, but he was no weakling. He did a damn good job! “Bite me,” he urged after a few minutes. It made things so much better. He really loved it when she fed on him.