My present is sex on top of a castle, while fireworks are exploding in the sky. Who: Peter Parker and Pansy Malfoy What: Disneyland Date Where: Disneyland... duh When: Over the birthday weekend, June 6-10 Why: Because it's Pansy's birthday! Rating: High, but not too bad Warnings: Mentions of sex Status: Complete piece, will have continuation later
Pansy and Peter separated from Draco and Zuko for the rest of the night. They had adjoining Hotel Rooms, and the plan was to meet up again in the morning to head back into the park. The dinner they’d had was wonderful--a great way to spend the birthday--and Pansy was feeling really happy. Full, but not overly so, satisfied, perhaps even a little tipsy. (They served alcohol in the California Adventure park, so that’s where they went for dinner.)
She was walking arm in arm with Peter as the night started to grow shadow-y. It wasn’t getting dark yet, the Sun was just hinting at setting. “So... where to, Pete?” She asked, lowering her hand along the inside of his arm to take his, and laced their fingers together.
“I’m not sure, we just spent a whole day on rides and getting felt up by female mice,” he sighed as that moment returned to him, “So, I don’t know. Quiet night by the pool, reading a book? Maybe a nice night out, wandering the grounds? Or did you have something better planned?” He grinned while keeping with her.
His fingers lacing with her own, lifting her hand up to kiss the back of it as they moved from the restaurant, and back towards the hotel.
"I don't know," Pansy was grinning as they moved together onto the street, the sidewalk, passing by crowds of people excited about the night's adventures. Some were wearing glow-in-the-dark Mickey Mouse ears, glowing necklaces. The night sky was darkening fast, and the excitement level was high.
"Maybe we can grab an ice cream on the way back to the hotel?" She offered, giving him that smile. The twinkle in her eyes as she looked at him, the bright expression of a girl more in love than ever before. Best birthday ever. She squeezed his hand. "Or we could go sit and watch the fireworks show? I'd love to make out under the fireworks."
He watched her, listening to her talk about the fireworks, and he looked back towards the center of the park where they’d be let off. He almost didn’t want to do this, but his own fears of his dreams... well... that made it selfish if he could give her something she’d never had before. He grinned and then looked to her, swallowing before nodding, “Alright. I have an idea. Let’s go grab some ice cream, then head back to the castle where the fireworks are let off.”
He began to make his way back towards the ice cream stand, with her in tow, getting into line with her as they began to make their way forward, looking towards all the flavors, “Which one do you want?”
"Yeah?" Pansy kinda loved it when he had ideas. They changed course, and she walked along with him. It was getting busier now, as the people were lining up and preparing for the night-time shows and fireworks display. They moved to the ice cream stand, and Pansy picked out the ice cream sandwich shaped like Mickey Mouse's head. "I just love eating Mickey Mouse's head. They make everything in that shape."
“You like Mickey Mouse’s head, huh? Should I be jealous?” He chuckled before kissing the corner of her lips softly. He then gave her ass a soft squeeze before then taking hold of his own ice cream. Just an atypical type of waffle cone, because he was lame like that. He took her with him, and began to make his way back to where they could watch the festitivities. As they neared the castle, he sauntered up towards an area that was ‘off limits’, and then nodded for her to take the ice cream.
“Alright, take this. Then climb onto my back.”
“Yes. Didn’t you know he’s my first true love?” Pansy joked, teasing. She turned to follow him through the crowd, raising an eyebrow to the ‘off limits’ area where he was leading her. She accepted the ice cream, then blinked at him. “Climb? Onto your back? Really?” She asked, not really sure why he was asking for her to... well...
She tucked her own ice cream into her mouth for a moment, then used her now-free hand for leverage so she could climb on up.
Once she climbed onto his back, he looked around to make sure no one was looking and then leaped onto the wall, kicked off of it, and then flung himself around a corner into a tight crevasse in the castle’s wall system. Then he began to scale it, rather quickly, crawling up along the wall. He didn’t have those web-shooters, so he couldn’t swing up, but he could move pretty quickly this way. And it would allow them to get all the way up, no one would be looking up to see someone scaling this thing from the outside. He climbed and climbed, leaping from one edge to the next when necessary, and eventually crawling to a place between the three spires that was flat enough for them to sit.
He dropped her to her feet, and then sat down before patting the place next to him with an upturned brow, “Nice view for the show, you think?”
Pansy couldn't help a little yelp that escaped her when he started to jump and climb about. She clung tightly to him, holding the ice cream as if her life depended on it. Her heart was absolutely thundering when they reached their destination. "Holy shit, Peter," she said, exasperated, but grinning. "Best view ever!" She added, breathlessly. "You... you just climbed up the castle."
There were definitely some benefits to dating Spider-Man. He was brilliant, hot, and able to do some pretty amazing things.
He shrugged and frowned, “Yea, I guess it’s one of the dream things. Not as cool as teleporting or lifting things with light from a stick, but I guess it’s fun...” He looked over along the view then looked back towards her, grin spreading onto his lips as he leaned in to lightly kiss her lips. Bringing a hand up against her stomach as he did so.
“So uh, hey hottie, you ever do it on top of a castle before?” He gave his best drugged out high school jock impression before chuckling and resting his head against hers, “Happy birthday, by the way.”
Pansy was definitely impressed. Of course, she’d been impressed with Peter before he was turning into Spider-Man, anyway. She’d fallen in love with him for who he was, not for his dreams, not for his powers. But they were like icing on the cake. “They’re just as cool. If not better.” Pansy said, giving him a smile.
Then she laughed. “Thank you. Happy birthday to me. My present is sex on top of a castle, while fireworks are exploding in the sky.” Not that she minded, of course. It actually sounded like an excellent idea to her. “The fireworks show is about to start... the show is only a half hour long... think we can both come during the finale?” She asked, as if that was a delightful challenge.
He laughed as he shook his head and leaned his lips in to kiss her own, resting a hand comfortably along her stomach then turning up his brow, “That is not your present, it is simply one of your presents. Well it can be, I literally just thought about it now when you mentioned watching the fireworks show.”
He grinned before kissing her again and then leaning back to look back into her eyes. Bringing a hand up to brush along her cheek, “Are you challenging me to see if we can make each other come in a half hour? Well then, yes, I think we can. And if not? It’ll be the funnest failed challenge I’ve ever taken up.”
Pansy cuddled close against him. It was fairly dark and shadowed where they were, so she wasn't all that worried about being seen. Especially if she climbed into his lap and they stayed low down against the castle's roof. The more she thought about it, the more excited she grew. And the more he kissed her, the better. "Ooh, I've got more presents?" She asked, sounding giddy and greedy.
"Good. Then come here. Let's make it happen." She wrapped her arms around him to kiss him again.