Genevieve Vipond (vievenvol) wrote in vrrpg, @ 2017-07-05 19:39:00 |
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Entry tags: | !backstory, !complete, char: benjamin vipond, char: genevieve vipond, location: residence, time: 2006 |
Backstory | Coop/Gen | 2006
Coop continued to laugh as she gave him those silly kisses, dipping his head so that he could rest his forehead against her shoulder and essentially hide his face from her lips for just a moment before he lifted his head a second later and captured her lips in a quick heated kiss. “Oh? You better be careful, I don’t need to lose a nipple or something.” He was already moving though to lean enough so that he could snag her wand from where it was on the table. He was thankful that she had her wand so nearby, he was sure his was still in his pants and those were somewhere on the floor.. Or was it the back of the couch? He couldn’t remember and didn’t feel like looking just now. He held the wand back out to her, settling in. He knew it wouldn’t take more than a second for her to clean up their mess but he really didn’t want to move just yet. "Candy and movies before or after this shower?" he asked curiously, knowing they still definitely needed one of those. Gen felt that kiss all the way to her toes, and she positively melted under him, her laughter dying off into a moan. Her body tightened around him where they were still joined, her fingers curling against his skin again. This mix of silly and passionate was exhilarating, and it had never been quite like this with anyone before, and definitely not the first time. "Oh, come now, I wouldn't let that happen," she assured him, laughing a bit. She took her wand from him and then cast the spell to clean them up, though she was a little disappointed he hadn't licked the chocolate off her himself... No matter, though, there was still some left in the bottle, so there was no reason they couldn't do that later. "Hmm, after the shower," she decided, relaxing her legs off him so he could sit up. Once he did, though, she got up on her knees and straddled his lap, facing him, her forearms resting on his shoulders as her hands pushed into the hair at the back of his head. "We might consider ordering in, too... unless you can cook?" she asked teasingly. Candy and chocolate sauce were great and all, but she rather thought they might need a bit more sustenance to keep their energy up for rounds two and three. After all the adjusting, Coop waited until they were settled and she seemed to be settled before he attempted something ridiculous. His arms came down to wrap around her, hands coming around behind her and tucking under her firm ass. He leaned in close enough to steal a kiss, murmuring, "Hold on," before he adjusted how he was seated, so that a moment later he could stand from the couch, with Gen still wrapped around him. Once they were off the couch and he thought on her questions a moment, as he walked them towards the kitchen. He could cook, but only small things here and there. “I think I can cook something up. I’m not good at much, but I can do a few things. I think I’ve got everything to make some killer pancakes…” He was doing a mental check of his fridge and there.. Well, there really wasn’t too much in there. “How about we do take away? You can answer the door naked and give the delivery person a thrill.” He even gave her a playful wink to go along with his teasing. It was then that he sat her down on the counter, stealing just one more kiss, before he stepped away. “We can raid the fridge though, would you like a drink?” Completely unashamed to be wandering about naked, Coop wandered over to the fridge to pull it open and look for a drink for himself. He’d even get her one. He was also going to see if there might be a snack like object in the fridge for the pair. That might work out better for them than take away for now. “Can you cook?” he asked then, turning his head to glance at her over his shoulder. “If you want a shirt, you can grab mine?” He realized then that she might not be as comfortable just wandering about in the nude. All those stolen kisses were perfection in Gen's opinion, and she was more than a little pleased that he seemed amenable to it even though they'd already had sex. Some men would rather just leave it at sex and be done, which didn't necessarily bother her, but this was definitely better. She let out a surprised laugh when he shifted them and stood up with her still in his arms. Her legs wrapped around him, feeling turned on all over again at how easily he lifted her and held her on the walk to the kitchen. "I like pancakes," she quipped, dipping her head down to nip his shoulder lightly, soothing the spot with her tongue after. "I like takeaway, too, but I'm not sure I want to answer the door naked. Maybe I'll answer it in your shirt... only your shirt." Some men got turned on by that, she knew, and she kind of hoped he was one of those, because she did enjoy it. "What have you got?" she asked, resting her hands on the counter and watching him as he went to the fridge, not self conscious in the least about sitting on his counter naked. "I can cook a bit, yeah, but I'm not fond of it during the season," she answered honestly. She did tend to cook a bit more in the off season, but during the season, it was just too much work on top of her heavy training and games schedule. "I'm all right. Unless... you want to see me in your shirt?" she replied flirtatiously, winking cheekily at him. A low noise left him as she nipped his shoulder, he liked that she was already so comfortable and playful with him. He wasn’t used to feeling so comfortable this soon. He knew he was a serial monogamist, but it had never felt so comfortable so soon into something. He was already trying to think of how to ask her on a real date without ruining their day, he had already decided that he was going to ask just before she left. That way he wouldn’t ruin their day and he would have an entire day to win her over. “I like the sound of that…” He liked the image of Gen standing there in just his shirt, absolutely nothing under it. He hoped her nipples would be hard so that they might stick out just a bit, where they’d be catching the soft fabric. He may have even let out a low groan at just the thought. “Definitely like the sound of it.” Her questions about just what he had had been completely ignored for the moment, because he had shut the fridge and stepped away so that he could grab his shirt. He was back in moments, gently tossing it underhanded at her head. “I don’t have much, we’re likely better just calling out.” He came up to her then, his hands on either side of the counter near her legs and he leaned against it. “What are you craving? I’ve got menus of all the good local food.” His reaction was everything she'd hoped for, and she laughed when he stepped out to grab his shirt and then tossed it at her a moment later. She caught it easily, her reflexes well developed, and tugged it on. And then he was in her space again, and she wrapped her legs around him. "I'm good with ordering in," she said first, though she didn't waste time then letting her mouth move over his shoulders and neck. She just couldn't seem to help herself! He was built, with strong, thick arms that she wanted wrapped around her, but more than that, he was confident and silly, and that combination had always been extremely attractive to her. "You," she answered cheekily, swiping her tongue against the skin just above his collarbone before sucking it lightly. "What's your favorite to order from, though?" He knew the local food better than she did, after all. Coop had been about to nod his head when her lips were on his shoulders and neck again. His eyes slid closed and he tipped his head to the side, exposing more of his neck to her warm lips. “You can’t eat me.. I mean, I’m willing to let you try. Having your lips around my cock before the day is through sounds fucking awesome.” He gave a dark chuckle, “But as for food… I tend to like comfort food too much and stick to places where I can get a good pizza or I can get some good nyoki. Though that might be a bit heavy.” He had menus for the few places he really liked in a drawer just to the left. He wasn’t about to move though from where he was between her legs. He brought one hand up to slip under the shirt and held her hip. His nails dug gently into her skin as he pulled her closer to the edge of the counter so that he might be able to press closer. He wanted to press his hips against hers, which was absolutely ridiculous. They had just fooled around, he shouldn’t be ready to go so soon. He needed to at least get something to drink, something. Her mouth though was so warm against his skin. "Mmm, and they will be," she promised, her lips brushing against his skin as she did. She was admittedly insatiable, and she hoped he'd be able to keep up. So far he seemed happy to play along, and she loved that. "I could go for nyoki," she replied. Yeah, it would be heavy, but she didn't have to eat a lot of it. And besides, they'd need something to keep the energy up. As he tried to pull her closer to the edge of the counter, she had to laugh as her arse was a bit stuck thanks to the lack of clothing. She flexed her abs and lifted her lower body enough for him to get her to the edge of the counter, moaning softly when it nestled him rather perfectly against her. "Mmm, so how many rounds do you think you've got in you today?" she asked teasingly, the nails of one hands scratching against his scalp as she tugged his hair lightly, her teeth nipping at his scruffy jawline. Hearing her say that gave him a thrill, the fact that she was letting her lips touch his skin at the same time she was saying that had his head thinking about other things. He barely caught that she had said she was going to go with nyoki, his head bobbing a bit stupidly as he let out a soft laugh. “I’m sorry. You’re distracting.” As if to prove his point she did that thing. She lifted herself up and moved her and his eyes had fallen to watch her do it. When she was so close, wrapped up more in him, he bent his head in to nip at her earlobe. “I bet you’ll tap out first,” he murmured into her ear, a warm chuckle leaving him as he pressed a kiss to her collarbone. “I’ve got to place our order, I’d say it’s a half hour wait typically.” Plenty of time, he thought, to find some trouble. Maybe win the bet? His honesty was a delight, especially as she'd wanted to distract him. "Votre visage est distrayant," she retorted cheekily, though she knew he wouldn't likely understand it. That was always a bit fun, in her opinion, because she could say any random thing and her partner would have no idea. She did shift her head back a bit to get a good look at his face again. It really was a good one, and she caught his lips in a kiss before tugging lightly on his lower lip with her teeth. "Mmm, not a chance. I can go all night," she purred against his ear, already wanting him filling her again. She'd always had a healthy sexual appetite, in her opinion, but there was something about him that seemed to put it in overdrive. "Ahh, probably not enough time for a... proper shower, then. Whatever will we do to pass the time?" She laughed then, dropping her legs from around him and resting her hands on the counter, leaning back a bit. "But oh, you've got to place the order still. Should we see who finishes first?" she asked teasingly, bringing a hand over to slip a hand under his shirt and between her legs. Was he the sort to find a woman touching herself arousing? It was so exciting to learn these things about someone new. Coop smirked when she spoke in French, that was honestly all he knew. She had spoken French, which made sense since she was, you know, from France. He quirked a brow at her, giving her a crooked smile. “Is that so? Then what’d she say?” As if he could understand a thing she had said. He didn’t have long to tease her though, she was kissing him again and doing that thing with her teeth. Fuck it felt good, he let out a groan as his hips pressed into hers. He could feel his cock twitching to life between them. Being nestled so beautifully against her had been enough of a turn on, her kisses were pushing him over the end and he wasn’t able to hold himself back. Her breath against his ear was causing his own brain to scramble a bit. He leaned against her, nodding his head, though then she was moving to lean back. He brought one of his hands up to rest on her knee, as he reached with his hand for the muggle land line that he had in his flat. “If I win, I get to finish you off,” he told her while he reached a hand out to tug on the shirt, tugging it up so that he could see her. He definitely was going to be up for round two soon. “Fucken hell, you’re bloody gorgeous.” He muttered as he hit 3 on his speed dial and put the phone to his ear. Thankfully he knew it’d be a short process. He’d place his order, tell them who he was, they had all of his information on file and so it would be a quick phone call. His eyes were focused on her, he had missed when the person had come to the phone and he laughed when he heard the person asking hello a few times. “Sorry, yeah I need to place an order for two nyoki dinners, delivery. Yeah, it’s Coop.” "That she likes your face," Gen retorted. It wasn't what he was asking, and it wasn't exactly what she'd said, but it was true regardless. She did like his face, and she was charmed by his penchant for silliness already. That and the way he responded to her. She loved that he didn't hold back his verbal or physical responses, found those groans heady and arousing. "Deal." Genevieve nodded and then took what he was doing a bit further, lifting the bottom of his shirt up to hold between her teeth, her breasts peeking out from the triangle the shirt formed. And then she lifted her knees up to rest her feet on either side of her on the counter, putting herself more on display for him. It made her 'eat me' tattoo more visible, but she wasn't thinking about that as she slid her fingers through her folds, still wet from their first round. She chuckled around the shirt at his clear distraction even as she started stroking herself in a practiced way. Soon, she was moaning, the sound muffled by the fabric in her mouth, and her head tipped back against the cabinet behind her, her hips rocking gently against her hand. She was already so close, and knowing he was watching was making it even better. “She does, does she? Will you tell her thank you, for me? I grew it myself.” He flashed a big proud smile before he erupted into a laugh a second later. “You can also let her know that I really like her face, there’s just something about her lips that I can’t seem to get enough of..” To prove said point, he leaned in then and stole a kiss then. His head had maybe tipped, much the same as a dog would when curious, as she started moaning. He had completely missed not only his total but how much it was, as well as how long it would take them to get there. His phone was clicked off with a muttered, ‘uh huh’ into the phone before it was set down on the counter next to her. “What.. Are you don’?” He was smirking, though his eyes were watching her hand still. He wanted to touch, though he didn’t know if he won. “Do I lose since I can’t tell you when they’ll be here or how much it was? They are coming though, much like I’d like to help you do right now.” "Oui, I will," she promised, highly amused. And then she hummed happily as he stole a kiss, proving his words. Her thumb was rubbing firm circles over her clit as her middle finger slid in and out of her, her other hand sliding up to cup one breast, tugging her nipple between two fingers. As practiced as she was at getting herself off, his phone call was far too short for her to be able to do so now. "No," she breathed at his first question, squeezing her breast a bit harder. "'m not done, means you won." She curled her finger knowingly, causing a catch in her words, but she certainly wasn't complaining that he'd won, because that meant she was about to win, too. "Then help me come, mon chou," she urged him. He had no idea what she had just called him, though he was certain he’d heard that term before in a movie or something and it was a good thing. It sounded so incredibly sexy coming from her lips. He wanted to continue to watch her, it was a beautiful fucking sight. He wanted to watch her bring herself to another orgasm. His eyes however kept finding that tattoo, eat me and he wanted to do just that. “I like your ink.” He had already settled between her legs then, bending down so that his head was between her legs. Coop leaned forward to lick over the ink. He didn’t want to move her hand, he didn’t want her to stop what she was doing but he knew that if he wanted to get his mouth on her that he’d have to. He moved his hands to slip around her, coming to rest on her lower back in an attempt to help hold her up. “I never thought I’d ever say these words,” he said, his eyes on hers. “I need you to stop touching yourself. Do you realize how painful that is for a man to have to ask?” He chuckled, a deep warm sound. “I want to taste you.” That tattoo had been her first, a little bit of poor humor and just turned legal rebellion, but she still loved it. At the very least, it put the thought in her lover's heads to eat her out, and sometimes it got a laugh. Very rarely did anyone ever make the connection to Alice in Wonderland, but that didn't bother her. His reaction now was probably her favorite, and she moaned freely, the shirt having fallen when she'd responded to him last. His words teased a delighted laugh from her, and her eyes were filled with heat as she looked down at him settled between her legs. "Do not worry, mon chou, I will let you watch again," she promised, thinking it would be quite fun. Her finger slid out of her then, and she brought her hand up to suck that finger into her mouth, cleaning it with her tongue and lips as she kept her eyes on him. Cooper took her words to mean that there were going to be other times. This wasn’t going to be just a one night stand. Rather, one day stand. His excitement was short circuited by the fact that she was licking her finger clean. He let out a low groan just then and then dipped his head in to slide his tongue painfully slow along her lips. “Mmm,” he murmured just a second before he dipped his head in so that he could swirl his tongue around her clit. He brought one hand up to hold her thigh, holding her to him while he used his other hand to slide a finger inside her, much the same as she just had. He groaned against her, moving his tongue faster as he started to draw out the alphabet along her clit. His tongue made long fluid movements, speed picking up as he got farther down the alphabet. At the first swipe of his tongue over her, she moaned low in her throat, her eyes slipping closed, her head falling back to rest against the cabinet behind her. One hand fell to rest on the top of his head, fingers curling in his hair, not to guide him, but to steady herself as her hips started rocking gently against his mouth. And as his finger slid into her, she hummed again. She had no idea what he was doing with his tongue, but it felt amazing. "Tu me rends fou," she breathed, slipping into French without even realizing. "S'il vous plaît!" Good god, he was being an awful tease, and she wanted to come. Her fingers curled a bit tighter in his hair, urging him to give her more, to get her off. While she had no idea what he was doing, he had absolutely no idea what she was saying. It sounded a lot like encouragement though, it also looked like that as well with the way her hips were rocking and moving. He groaned as he felt her tightening her grip on his hair, he wanted to feel her hit that peak and he had a feeling (or maybe it was hope that he was that good) that she was close. He may not have picked up on her urging for what it was, but he did slip a second finger inside of her and he curled his fingers before moving them out and thrusting them back inside her. He was wanting to find that beautiful button that every woman had, with a curl of his fingers he pressed against it while he swirled his tongue around her clit faster, no longer making letters. He was just focused on speed and getting her to her orgasm. Even though she doubted he understood what she'd said, Gen felt a bit of relief when it seemed her point had been understood, because he seemed to become a bit more focused. And when he added a second finger in her, she moaned low in her throat, her walls clenching around him greedily. His tongue was working wonders on her clit, and it wasn't long before her breathing was ragged. "C...Coo...Mon dieu, yes!" she cried out as she came, tightening impossibly around his fingers, her hips flexing and lifting from the counter, her fingers gripping his hair harder than she realized. But fuck, that had been an explosive orgasm, and moments later when she was relaxing back against the counter, her body was still vibrating from it. Cooper felt her hit her orgasm and he didn't stop, at least not until her hips were back to the counter. It was then that he pulled away, wiping at his mouth with his hand before he turned his head to press a kiss to her inner thigh. "Alright, so now you've got to tell me. What in the world were you saying?" he asked with a chuckle, moving already so that he could stand up. It was a moment later that a knock sounded at the door, "I bet that's the food." He let his eyes meet her gaze and he flashed her a goofy smile. "Think you'll be able to walk to the door or should I go answer it?" He figured he could find his boxers on his way to the door, if she couldn't get up from the counter. He did hold his hands out though, just in case she was going to answer the door anyway, he would help her down from the counter. "Hmm?" she asked first, still feeling light and fluttery and fuzzy from her orgasm, not really processing what he was asking right away. And then the question finally penetrated, and she laughed lightly, letting her feet slip from the counter so her legs could hook around him. "Mmm, that you were driving me crazy. There might have been a please and my god in there, too," she told him, saying the phrases in a breathy tone that mimicked the way she'd said them in French in the moment. The knock on the door surprised her, and she quirked a brow at him. "That was fast," she said. Or maybe he'd just spent more time devouring her than she'd realized. She positively melted at that smile he flashed her, feeling ridiculous for it considering she'd just met him today. "I can get it," she said with a stubborn tilt to her chin. Because she would definitely get a thrill out of answering the door wearing only his shirt, still flushed from her orgasm. "Money?" she asked as she slipped off the counter in the very narrow bit of space between it and him. And maybe she shouldn't have assumed that he'd be buying, but he had suggested ordering in in the first place, so she didn't think it would bother him. A soft laugh slipped from Coop, “Oh, is that all?” He wanted to learn more, he wanted to know what she was saying in bed but he had to remind himself that he had just met her. He wasn’t supposed to want to learn all of these things for future engagements, wasn’t the point of one night stands supposed to be not thinking about the future? He wanted to see her again though, he’d never been good with one night stands anyway. She was so close when she slipped from the counter, one hand coming down to rest on her hip as he pressed against her and closed the gap between them. “I’ve already paid.” He bent his head in then to press a firm kiss against her lips. It was quick though only because another knock sounded at the door, clearly, they must not be moving fast enough for the delivery man. He chuckled as he moved then so that he could start pulling away from her, letting her free to get to the door. “You will have to write down the tip though. Don’t be stingy.” He was known for tipping them well, which was likely why he got such good service from them. She would be happy to teach him all sorts of dirty phrases, and she definitely wasn't opposed to seeing him again, but she wasn't going to push for it. If it headed in that direction, she'd just go with it. When he told her he already paid, she laughed a bit, though the sound got lost against his lips. And then the knock sounded again, and she laughed a bit louder. "Coming!" she yelled toward the door, winking cheekily at Coop. "Ooh, no, I would never be stingy!" And she liked the implication that he wasn't that sort either. She'd dated guys who were dicks to service people and she knew they were most definitely not her type. But so far, she really liked Coop, and she was definitely hoping she'd get to see him again after today. She slipped away then, heading for the door, not self-conscious about the way his shirt came down to nearly the middle of her thighs or that her nipples were still hardened buds against the cotton fabric or that her cheeks were flushed and her thighs a bit wet. It was obvious she'd been having an intimate sort of fun, but she didn't care. She took the slip of paper to sign for it, leaving a more than generous tip, and then thanked the delivery guy in French with a wink before taking the food and closing the door again. Coop watched her as she walked to the door, his head tipping as his eyes traveled down her back to her ass and then continued to those long legs. He may have even let out a soft little ‘mmpf’ noise of appreciation before he was lifting his eyes to see the poor delivery man standing there. The delivery guy didn’t have a clue what hit him, he was struck dumb by the sight of Gen dressed in so little, clearly having just fooled around. He had opened his mouth at least twice to say something, anything, when he finally found his voice all he could do was ask one ridiculous question, “Benjamin?” He didn’t know why he had just said the customers name, didn’t ask for him, nothing. His eyes traveled further into the flat though, seeing the man in question raise a hand from behind his kitchen counter in hello, to which the delivery man lifted his own hand to wave back, while the woman signed the paper that he’d been holding out for her, and in seconds the exchange was done and he was heading back to his car. “I think you scared Antonio,” he told her with a chuckle, “I don’t think he’s ever been around a woman as beautiful as you before.” Coop wished he was kidding with that ridiculous line but he was serious. For not the first time in his life, Cooper wished he was as smooth as Hyperion who could get away with making those cheeseball lines sound genuine. Genevieve laughed at Coop's observation, though she did quirk a brow at his cheesy compliment. "Oh, you think so, hmm, Benjamin?" she asked, purposefully using a more French accent as she said his name, though she could sound English when she wanted to. It was curious that it seemed to be his name when he'd introduced himself as Cooper. She crossed the room to set the bag on the counter. "Hmm... food or shower first?" she asked him teasingly as she came around the counter to slide her hands up his chest and hold them together behind his head. She kissed him lightly, and then decided to answer her own question. "I think shower, and then we can eat and watch Gremlins," she suggested. And maybe they'd manage to keep their mouths off each other long enough to talk a bit, get to know each other some, because she had already decided that he was someone she wanted to know. Cooper’s nose wrinkled up a bit when she called him Benjamin, a laugh slipping from him. “Hey, only my sister calls me that.” And old school friends but Hyperion knew well enough to call him Cooper in public most often. As she got closer and slid her arms around his neck, his own hands came down to hold her hips before they slid around so that they were resting at her lower back. He bent his head in and stole a kiss after she had given her answer to her own question. He smirked, “Shower sounds perfect.” He murmured as he broke the kiss a moment later. He moved away then, untangling from her for just long enough that he could lift her up fireman carry, and carried her off towards the bathroom. He set her on the counter when they got into the room, moving away then so that he could start the standing shower. “The windows can only see out, you can’t see in.” Just in case she was worried about the fact that she was going to be wandering around the bathroom naked while you could see out the windows to the city around them. Once the shower was going, he came back to the counter and grabbed two large fluffy towels from under the sink and set them on the counter next to her. He stole a kiss then, grinning as he brought his hands up to grab her hips. “I hope they don’t bother you.” "And the delivery guy," she pointed out with more than a little amusement. She filed away that he had a sister though, definitely curious about what sort of family he had, but those sorts of questions could wait until later. There was little casual form of intimacy that Gen loved more than quick, stolen kisses. It made her laugh in delight, but when he hoisted her up in a fireman's carry, her laughter shifted to a shriek, and she held onto him, though she wasn't really scared. She held onto him, and she was still laughing as he crossed to the bathroom, which positively took her breath away as he set her on the counter. God, that view. At his assurance that no one could see in through the windows, she nodded silently. She hadn't really been worried about that, but it was good to know. "Mmm," she hummed into the kiss. "Not even a little bit. J'adore la vue." The shower took longer than a shower really ought to, but having their hands on each other, helping each other get washed up had been very distracting, and then his hands were in her hair, and that was a completely different experience. Once they'd rinsed the last of the suds away, she'd felt so worked up from the teasing that she'd taken the opportunity to reciprocate what he'd done for her in the kitchen. And it seemed he'd been just worn out enough to let her take him all the way, which she'd felt particularly smug about. Sometime later, they found themselves on the couch again, dressed in fresh clothes, and she felt no shame in borrowing something of his to wear, not wanting to take the time to properly clean her knickers and get back in her own clothes just yet. They had food, and Gremlins was playing, though Gen saw it more as background noise because what she really wanted was to learn more about him. The physical chemistry was amazing, but she found herself wondering if there could be other chemistry there as well. "So, you have a sister?" she prompted him, wanting to know more. When he had brought her home, he hadn’t thought at all that his entire day would be spent with her. When they had fooled around all afternoon, he had assumed she would want to find any excuse to leave. It was to his surprise that she was staying around, to eat the food, watch the movie, and apparently get to know him. Maybe this wouldn’t be a botched one night stand after all. Maybe she would give him a shot and he couldn’t ask for more than that. Just one shot to show her what she would be missing out on if she passed him up. He had changed into just a pair of pajama bottoms that had the Magpies logo all over them, his favorite team and the team he played for, of course he had them. He hadn’t bothered with a shirt though, it was summer and far too warm to wear one even with the cool air pumping through the flat. He had been thankful for the food when the pair made their way down from his bedroom and to the couch to settle in for the movie. His stomach was growling and he didn’t think he could hold off any longer. “I do, twin sister actually.” He said that around a mouthful of food, chuckling as he swallowed and shook his head. “Only family I have. What about you?” He figured by saying she was the only family he had, it answered where his parents were. He hated having to explain his family, more specifically he hated having to explain that his parents had passed. He hadn’t even gotten lucky with Wishes, he’d gone missing ages ago and Cooper missed him terribly. Gen's brows shot up at the mention of his sister being a twin. She'd always thought having a twin would be a lot of fun, but she'd always thought of it as a twin sister. For some reason, she'd never really thought about having a twin brother. Just as she was about to ask about the twin sister, though, he continued on with that casual comment about her being the only family he has left, and she stopped short. "Oh," she breathed. She had no idea what the circumstances were, and she wasn't about to ask this early into things, but she still reached out a hand to brush her fingertips over his jaw gently, leaving it at that. There was a brief moment of hesitation when he asked about her family. Would it be insensitive to tell him about hers when he had so little? But he wasn't acting as if the pain was fresh, so perhaps it would be well received. "I have... a really big family. I'm the oldest of five, three younger sisters and a baby brother," she told him first. "We're loud and crazy and I wouldn't trade any of them for the world," she added warmly. She did love her family so much. "My mum is English and my papa is French, so we had kind of a dual cultural upbringing, which was fantastic. And if I talk too much about them, tell me to shush!" She laughed a bit then, shaking her head. "We're just very close. I could talk about them all day," she explained. When she touched his jaw, he leaned into the soft touch and his eyes slid closed for half a second. It was an oddly tender thing but he liked the comfort. He was just glad to avoid talking about his family for now. He’d talk all day about Em, gloat about how amazing she was, but he wasn’t willing to bring up his parents just yet. It wasn’t a good topic for the first date… Or whatever this was. Cooper noticed her hesitancy to talk about her own family, he gave a chuckle when she mentioned how many younger siblings she had. “Your parents really love each other,” he teased with a bright smile. “That house must have been loud. I can’t even imagine. It sounds like a lot of fun though. I’ve always thought I might like a large family of my own.” Okay, that was most definitely not first whatever this was talk. He really shouldn’t have said it but it had slipped out before he could take it back. Instead though he reached a hand up as if grasping for something, “Come back, wait. No..” He laughed a moment later, “Sorry, please tell me more about your family. They sound like a lot of fun. Your poor brother, do you lot torment him?” That got a laugh and a nod from her. "They really do! I won't settle for less than what they have," she announced, her chin tilting up slightly, stubbornly. She wasn't saying anything there, as they'd just met, but she was definitely looking for the sort of true love that her parents had. "Oh, it was so fun! Never a dull moment, and I definitely want a large family someday." It might not be first hookup/date/whatever this was etiquette to talk about that sort of thing, but she'd never been one to conform to traditions and didn't see the point in starting now. She laughed at his antics, shaking her head. "You're fine, mon chou," she assured him. "I could talk about my family all night, so be careful what you wish for!" She laughed again. "What sort of sisters would we be if we didn't torture him? But honestly, he's eight years younger than my youngest sister, so there's enough of an age gap between us and him that it's less tormenting and more... mothering," she decided, chuckling a bit. "They're all muggles, and Geoffrey was so very disappointed when he didn't get an invitation to Beauxbatons last year. He wasn't quite as loud about it as my middle younger sister, Adelaide, but I know he'd hoped for it. But then, he's never known life without a tie to the magical world." A chuckle left Coop, he could understand that sentiment. He didn’t have an example of his own to look on, sure his parents had loved each other but it wasn’t some fairytale romance story. He still wanted that though, he wasn’t planning to settle until he got his happily ever after. He knew girls were supposed to dream of those things but ever since he was younger, he had always wanted that. He wanted his own family, the 2.5 kids, white picket fence, all of it. It sounded fantastic to him. The fact she wanted a big family just excited him more. He wanted to know more. “I’ve never thought of that, growing up muggle and your siblings not being able to participate. How do you keep them all connected to the magical world?” Sure, he had friends that were muggle but he had never really thought about the siblings not being magical. He didn’t flaunt his pureblood status though he had a feeling that he had most definitely gave himself away without meaning to. “I’m curious though, what did you think when they first told you that you were a witch? Did you already know?” Coop was better at redirecting the conversation to her, at least he liked to believe he was. All he really did was just continue to ask the person questions about themselves. Gen wrinkled her nose a bit when he admitted that he'd never thought of that perspective. She wasn't really surprised that he seemed to be from a magical family, whether that was half-or-pureblood she didn't know and wasn't really concerned about. "Umm, I don't, really," she answered first. "I mean, they all think it's really fascinating, but most of them are content to carry on in the muggle world. Adelaide, is by far the most involved. She's the one that was with me earlier at the show? She absolutely loves our world and was definitely the most disappointed at not being a witch. But she comes to most of my games, and she's rather obsessed with quidditch. Honestly, if they'd let her, she'd make a brilliant ref." And she was proud of how Addi handled herself when she spent time in the magical world, as well. It was always something she worried about. It didn't escape her notice that she was doing quite a bit of talking but hadn't learned a whole lot about him yet. It was all right for now, but she definitely wouldn't let it continue the whole night. "Oh! Umm, I was over the moon. It was like all the pieces of a puzzle finally coming together. My papa wasn't surprised in the least. He didn't know about the magical world before, but he always believed in magic, so he was quite proud. And my mum had all sorts of stories she loved to tell after we found out. Her favorite is how, when I was three, I made the roses bloom in the dead of winter," she admitted with a bit of an impish expression. "I still love plants - someday I want a home on a huge plot of land with gardens and greenhouses and the like." She bit her lower lip then, realizing that such an admission was probably not appropriate for this level of things. Cooper vaguely remembered the other woman from earlier. She had looked a bit like Gen, but he didn’t really get a chance to speak with her. He nodded his head though, a soft chuckle leaving him. “That must be hard, it’s great that she’s found an interest in the sport though. I don’t see why she couldn’t ref, she could be the eyes from the ground.” He knew why she couldn’t, muggles weren’t made of the same stuff as witches and wizards, if something happened she could get seriously hurt. “That sounds beautiful.” Cooper was glad that they both seemed to be admitting to things that weren’t terribly appropriate. There was something there, a spark of familiarity already. He wanted to know everything but at the same time, he felt he could tell her everything. “How many greenhouses though? I mean, will you have different climates in each one? What are you going to be doing with them?” He gave a chuckle, “I don’t know that I’ve ever really thought about a house. I realize I’ll need to once I settle down, I can’t exactly have a family in this flat.” The spiral stairs to the one room wasn’t exactly kid friendly. “I think I’d like something out in the country, plenty of space.” For the kids to play Quidditch, but he wouldn’t say that part out loud. He wasn’t thinking about their kids, just his own kids in general. It was something he wanted. When he said he couldn't see why Addi couldn't be a ref, Gen had to raise a skeptical eyebrow at him. There were loads of reasons why Addi couldn't be a referee, and she would hope she wouldn't have to spell them out for him. "Well, honestly, she's just thrilled that she's allowed to come to my games." And so was Gen. She couldn't imagine how their relationship with her family would have suffered if she'd been forced to keep her life in the wizarding world a secret from them. It was something of a relief that he didn't seem put off by her admission, and then even went so far as to ask her for specifics. She laughed and shrugged her shoulders before taking another bite of food as she thought it over. "I haven't put much thought into it yet," she admitted first. And then he mentioned settling down and having a family and a house out in the country, and she smiled at him. "That sounds brilliant." Of course it made him all the more attractive to her, even if she wasn't about to start imagining that sort of future with him just yet. But she was interested in seeing him again, in learning more about him, in seeing if that was a path they might end up on together down the road. New relationships were exciting, and she was starting to hope that was what this could be. Gen bit her lower lip for a moment before shifting one leg out from under her and nudging his thigh with her toes. "I want to see you again," she told him decisively. "I know you live here and I'm in France, and long distance can get frustrating and messy, but... I like you." No, she didn't know him very well yet, but there was attraction and buckets full of physical chemistry, not to mention that he was someone she already felt very comfortable having a conversation with. Cooper had caught that look, he wasn’t dense. The smile he returned would be one that over the next couple years the woman next to him would learn to recognize as Cooper being caught in a lie, it was a big goofy smile that came complete with its own wink. He chuckled when she mentioned even being allowed to come, “I would assume they allow muggle families, is it strange to have them in the stands? I mean, more…” He wasn’t phrasing that right and his face screwed up in thought a moment, a look that likely look like it hurt just a tiny bit. “Is it common place for them to let muggle families of players watch?” He finally figured out how to say it correctly, without saying something ridiculous and potentially coming off an elitist. He wasn’t one of those that cared much about the scared 28, pureblood, or any of it. He wasn’t one of the 28, and he could have cared less about his blood status. “At least you’ve got the idea, it’ll help whenever you do get around to looking.” Whenever that was, in a year, a few months, a billion years from that point, Coop figured it was still a good starting point. He had never had to really look for a flat of his own, he had this one. He figured half the battle though was what you wanted in a home. When her toes nudged his thigh, he reached a hand out to playfully grab at her ankle. For some reason though that hadn’t been the words he thought she might say. These ones caused him to smile, peeking at her from under his lashes for a moment before finally lifting his head so his eyes could meet hers. “I like you too and it really isn’t that far. My sister used to live in America, it’s just… Long range apparation or portkeys, not so bad.” He could work on long range apparation and until then… Well there were portkeys. He chewed at his thin lower lip a moment, clearly contemplating something, before his eyes met hers again. “I know it’s ridiculous, I know that I just met you, but I was thinking that maybe since it’s the summer we could spend weekends with each other? Or even weeks?” He gave a shrug, “If we’re able to, I don’t know what you’ve got planned for your summer though.” It would take planning but he thought they might at least have a fun summer. He had heard about expiration dating from Hyperion recently, though he wasn’t about to suggest it. He hated the idea but if that was all this woman wanted… Well, she was intoxicating and had already invaded his every thought within just hours of meeting. He didn’t want to just have a summer. He wanted to get to know her, to actually date her, to have a shot. Gen's brows shot up at the way he worded his question at first, though she did give him some credit for trying to fix it right away. "I don't really think it's commonplace," she answered, shrugging one shoulder. "I think a lot of Muggleborns don't tend to have families that get too involved in our world, but I'm not really sure. I just know that with as close as I am to my family, they'll be involved from time to time. I won't keep it a secret from them, and I shouldn't have to. They're still my family." She wasn't trying to be defensive, but it was something of a knee-jerk reaction because she had faced plenty of derision from people in the magical world for her allowing Addi to be involved. The way he grabbed her ankle then, with that bit of playfulness, was rather perfect, especially when paired with the way he peeked over at her. At his rebuttal that it wasn't that far, she couldn't help laughing, shifting to set her food on the coffee table before reaching out to take his food, doing the same with it. "You're right, it's not so bad," she agreed easily. And then he came up with his own suggestion, expanding on her desire to see him again, and she swung a leg over his lap so she was straddling him. "It is ridiculous," she told him with a laugh, pushing her hands into his hair before dipping her head down to kiss him slowly. "But I haven't got anything pressing planned for my summer," she murmured against his lips. She kissed him again, longer this time, before pulling back to look at him with a smile. "I'd love to spend the summer with you - weekends, weekdays, whatever. Training starts back up at the end of July, and I do try to volunteer quite a bit in the summer, but there's not a set schedule for that." And maybe he'd be interested in volunteering with her. That would definitely be the sort of situation that would give her great insight into the type of man he was and whether or not she would want him in her life. Cooper nodded his head, that was something he thought they ought to change. He was sure more muggle families would love to watch their children play a sport like that, but it wasn’t his place. At least not right now, on this couch, here with her. It wasn’t his place to start some crusade for the muggles. He would definitely keep it in mind, something to talk about with people and see if a change could be made. To rant at her about how it was unfair wasn’t going to do anyone any good. He smiled instead, “I hope one day that changes. I’m sure more families would love to at least watch.” Even if was just on their televisions at home. He chuckled when she took his food away, then she was in his lap and his arms fell easily around her waist. He pulled her in closer against him, kissing her back until she broke it. “Then we’ll play it by ear, do you want to start here or do you want to start with me coming to you? We can pick a day… I don’t think I’m doing anything this summer, honestly. I have to make sure I see my sister but I’m sure Em won’t mind… I mean, as long you don’t mind that you’d be meeting her.” He wouldn’t cancel on Em, not ever. Just in case it was the last time he would get to see her. It was important. His hands had slipped around to cup her ass, and he squeezed it then. His smile only grew as he licked his lips. He was certain they had skipped a few steps in this dating thing, he was sure when he called Hyperion he would inform him of that. He would worry about it later. “Since we’ve skipped a few of the steps, we should tell each other some of our bigger secrets, and maybe a few not so secret things. What do you think?” When he started rambling a bit about all the options for how they could go about spending their time together this summer, she couldn't help laughing, giving his hair a light tug to interrupt him. "You're thinking too much, mon chou," she told him. "Let's save meeting your sister and my family for after we figure out if this brilliant chemistry will last more than tonight," she teased. Somehow she thought it would, but you couldn't always tell when it was so strong right from the start. "Let's start with tonight. I have to be back with my family tomorrow - we're up visiting my mum's side and so I do have things going this week - but maybe we'll get dinner in a few days? Maybe even something out in public," she suggested, not worried at all to be seen with him in public. As his hands squeezed her arse, she rubbed down against him. And then she had to laugh at the mention of bigger secrets, shaking her head. "I don't have big secrets," she told him teasingly. "Though I have lots of not so secret things. You start, though." Because she wanted to see what sort of tone he would set for this getting to know each other game. He chuckled then, nodding his head. “Just a little.” He tended to do that though, move faster than he really should have. He just smiled though, they’d have tonight and then in another week or two maybe they’d have more time. He had to look at his schedule and see just when he was free. They would figure this out, which gave him an excited flutter that he hadn’t experienced before. That was weird. “You call me when you’ve got a free moment, you’ll know how to find me.” What was his biggest secret? He thought about it a moment, he wasn’t like most of the Slytherin house. He tended to be honest, at least as honest as he could. If he wanted to lie, he just wouldn’t tell someone whatever it was. Then it hit him and he grinned, “Oh, I got a boyfriend.” He chuckled, “We’ve been together since school, hope it’s cool.” Of course he was teasing, he knew it was ridiculous. He hadn’t been able to find a big secret though. "I will call you," she promised, smiling a bit too widely at him. He was adorable in his enthusiasm. No, she wasn't thinking too seriously just yet, but she was definitely open to the possibility, and she already was enjoying him immensely. "I might even text you so much you'll get sick of hearing from me," she warned him teasingly. She wasn't one to force her company on anyone though, so she would only keep in contact with him if he seemed to want it. She was quiet as he seemed to be trying to come up with a secret to share, her hands rubbing over his shoulders and neck and into his hair almost absently as she waited. And then when he finally told her the secret, she tipped her head back and laughed. "Do you, now?" she asked, giving his hair a light tug. "I'm not sure how I feel about sharing. Are you sure your bed's big enough?" She quirked a brow and then nipped his lower lip lightly, playfully. “I don’t think you could do that,” he teased her, chuckling as he lifted his head to steal a kiss from her. He rather liked having her in his lap. His hands came down so that he could rest his hands on her thighs, one hand idly rubbing up and down her leg. His hand though kept slipping just a little farther up each time. Each time he moved his hand, it went just a tiny bit higher. Cooper gave a chuckle, nodding his head a bit. “I think I might, he’s a big bad auror, that has to count for something right? I’ll share him.” He playfully winked at her, as if the sharing she had been talking about had been about his boyfriend. “Don’t worry, I don’t mind.” He chuckled as he squeezed her thighs then, a low growl leaving him. “You’re going to start something you can’t finish,” he warned. Gen hummed against his lips as she returned the stolen kiss. It was intoxicating, the way he seemed so comfortable in how tactile she was and that he seemed similarly drawn to touching. There was more than a little thrill coursing through her that he was being open about his interest in her, that he wanted to hear from her. It seemed he wasn't only looking for an afternoon of fun, and that was exciting, because even though she'd have been content with that, she did want more. She always knew that she would when it was with the right person. When he insisted he would share his 'boyfriend' she rose one brow at him and gave a little tug on his hair. "Sorry, mon chou, that's not really my thing. Maybe I should go if it's yours...?" There was no true threat there, because she didn't think he was serious, but she was also curious to see how he would respond to that. "Mmm, who says I can't finish?" she retorted. Hadn't she told him she could go all night? His head tipped when she tugged at his hair and he let out a low noise. “Don’t go, I might be able to ditch the boyfriend. You’ll have to break the news to blue eyes.” It was then he lifted a hand to point to a picture that was hanging on a wall on the other side of them. There were pictures littering the wall, filled with Cooper and Emilia leaving Hogwarts, a few of the siblings as adults, but the wall was dominated by photographs of Cooper with two men, one tall, dark, and his arms were almost the size of Cooper’s. The other man had eyes that were so blue they could be seen from across the room, his smile infectious and large. It was those two that Cooper had spent most of his time with over the years. “I don’t want to let you leave tonight.” He admitted with a groan, “I want to see if I can fucking exhaust you.” He really wanted to see who would call uncle first. Though if their earlier session was any indication, they’d wear out about the same time. His response had her chuckling, and she glanced over at the pictures absently. She might take a closer look later, but right now she was far more interested in him. "Oh good, I'm sure I can let him down easy," she murmured, trying not to laugh as she did. "Mmm, I'm not going anywhere," she promised with an emphatic rock of her hips against him. "I want to see how many times and ways you can make me come." She tugged on his hair again. She really hadn't intended them to get frisky again so soon, but apparently with a bit of food to fuel them, they just couldn't help themselves. Not that she was complaining! "I want to be so sore I won't want to move in the morning." The good kind of sore - the kind that made her want to soak in a bubble bath. No one had ever managed to get her quite to that level before, and she felt a thrill at the possibility that he might actually be able to. Cooper smirked as his hips lifted to meet hers when she rocked, “I will definitely fucking do that.” He murmured as he leaned up just enough to steal her lips in a kiss, his eyes slipping closed as his arms slipped around her middle better and pulled her closer. He was more than willing to see if he could fulfil that promise for her, it was definitely a tall order and he wasn’t sure that he had ever been able to do that before. Though he had never been with a woman quite like Gen before either, he was excited to learn everything. |