Jan said his goodbyes and left her alone once more with Julian. She decided that the vampire was a good guy all over again for that action. He had obviously decided that she meant no harm to their mutual acquaintance. Certainly no lasting harm.
The pillow to the crotch tactic was subtle, sort of, but did not go unnoticed by her. She smiled to herself and slid a little closer, thigh to thigh, but made no other overt move to aggravate the situation that required a pillow in the first place. Tavi did wonder whether it was the police uniform or the nurse's outfit that was currently going through his head.
Picking up another piece of sushi with her chopsticks, she smiled at his question. "I have some clothes in the car but perhaps you have something I can sleep in?" She probably had something that would work. In her trunk there was a suitcase with a variety of clothes, wigs and accessories necessary for disguises that she might need. No one expects a green haired detective because, like a flashy red sports car, they would be easily noticed and remembered. This particular detective was loud and noticeable in her normal life but not when it was necessary.
But as far as the sleeping clothing went, a shirt or shorts or something from Julian would be far more...personal. Just because she didn't think they should do anything tonight didn't mean she wouldn't be thinking about it and wanting him to think about it. Honestly it would be tough to behave but he -was- injured. Maybe if she was just very gentle with him...
That kind of thinking led to other kinds of thinking which led to not thinking and clothing to pick up off the floor the morning after.
"Would you like to watch the movie again? Or find something on television?" Tavi looked over at him. They had quickly managed to devour most of the sushi and something to do after that would be for the best. Otherwise her hands would find their way into those curls...again.
The Head Case (invite only)
Julian's studio apartment was, like any studio, very small. Upon entering there was a tiny little area with a table against a wall to eat at, and a kitchen that was too small to even properly be called a galley. Julian didn't do much cooking; easy things like cereal and eggs for breakfast, sandwiches for lunch, soup or something quick to prepare for dinner although he ate dinner out frequently since he was usually at rehearsals or getting ready to perform in the evenings.
The back of the apartment was large enough for a small book shelf along one wall and a narrow stand beneath the wall-mounted TV that held his gaming console, and some Blu-Rays. Across from it was a day bed that was neatly made with a black and white geometric patterned comforter and a bunch of pillows. Long the far wall under the windows was Julian's music stand and violin stand, which he crossed to and rested his case on.
There was a little coffee table in front of the bed, with a couple of books on it. Also, above the bed, an iron-wrought wall sculpture of a musical staff and metal notes. Beside the bed, on an end table, was a picture of Julian's family, his parents, himself, and his little sister when she had been alive. All of them were at a state park, sitting at a picnic table, under then sun with big smiles on their faces.
Behind the kitchen was a narrow closet, and behind the daybed on the other side of the wall was the bathroom. It was long and narrow itself, but it did have both a shower and a tub which was nice. The drawback to living here, though, was that Julian had almost no storage. He had some trunks underneath his daybed, and he had made decent use of the remaining space by putting up shelving units where he could. Inside the narrow closet were his cleaning supplies, vacuum, and such, as well as some of his clothing like his tuxes and other dress clothes.
He stood in the middle of his living room - okay, his entire studio, and looked at Tavi. "Well it's not much but it's nice to be back. I'm not supposed to get the stitches wet yet but I really need to clean up and get changed, so make yourself at home, okay? I'll be right out."
He made quick work of the cleaning, moving a little slowly because he was still achy and dizzy but it went fine. Julian didn't think Tavi would mind if he went casual at this point, so he came out wearing a pair of blue striped pajama pants and a soft grey tee over his slender frame.
"That only feels about a million times better," he said. He glanced down at the bottle in his hands and then up at her. "Um. Do you think you might be able to help me wash my hair? I don't know if I can get the blood out of it properly."
That was the one thing he knew he couldn't do without help. There was blood matted all through his hair, and he knew it was possible to clean it without getting the cut wet, but he couldn't do that. He thought Tavi might be willing to help; she didn't seem to be the squeamish type.
Octavia Emiliano
10 years ago
Julian Stephenson
10 years ago
Julian nodded at Tavi, his daydream of her in just one of his t-shirts not helping the bunny-puppy thing at all. Her closeness was nice, too, even if it was just their legs touching and their shoulders brushing now and then. He liked the contact, the reminder that she was there.
"I have plenty of stuff you can sleep in. And out of," he said, unable to avoid adding the last part, with an impish little grin.
They had pretty much finished their food and Julian's inclination was to tidy up, but the pillow was kind of still necessary. So he figured the dishes could wait; it was mostly throwing things out, anyway, since it was delivery. Besides, Tavi had asked him a question and he would rather address it first.
"It doesn't matter," he said. "Maybe we can see what's on TV this evening. I'm allowed to sleep a little more, right?"
It wasn't very late yet, and Julian hadn't gotten much sleep during the day. He was supposed to take naps, not pass out for the whole weekend, so he knew if he closed his eyes a little bit Tavi would wake him up again shortly. Right now, though, he only wanted to lay down and be close to her again.
He replaced the pillow on his lap with the strategically adjusted throw he'd slept under previously. Placing the pillow in Tavi's lap like it had been before he rested his head on it, curled up on his side facing her, and wrapped his good arm around her waist. He could smell her shirt; he rubbed his nose against it gently and glanced up at her.
"Is this okay?"
Letting his eyelids drift closed he breathed in again, hoping she would say it was all right. He didn't want it to be uncomfortable for her. They could readjust if it was, but he felt so nice right here. Cozy, even if his body was trying to tell him he should be doing other, more physical, things. He ignored it. He couldn't act properly on those urges, much as he wanted to, although if Tavi decided she wanted to play nurse after all he sure wouldn't complain. All flirting aside, it really was just nice to have her here.
"I have plenty of stuff you can sleep in. And out of," he said, unable to avoid adding the last part, with an impish little grin.
They had pretty much finished their food and Julian's inclination was to tidy up, but the pillow was kind of still necessary. So he figured the dishes could wait; it was mostly throwing things out, anyway, since it was delivery. Besides, Tavi had asked him a question and he would rather address it first.
"It doesn't matter," he said. "Maybe we can see what's on TV this evening. I'm allowed to sleep a little more, right?"
It wasn't very late yet, and Julian hadn't gotten much sleep during the day. He was supposed to take naps, not pass out for the whole weekend, so he knew if he closed his eyes a little bit Tavi would wake him up again shortly. Right now, though, he only wanted to lay down and be close to her again.
He replaced the pillow on his lap with the strategically adjusted throw he'd slept under previously. Placing the pillow in Tavi's lap like it had been before he rested his head on it, curled up on his side facing her, and wrapped his good arm around her waist. He could smell her shirt; he rubbed his nose against it gently and glanced up at her.
"Is this okay?"
Letting his eyelids drift closed he breathed in again, hoping she would say it was all right. He didn't want it to be uncomfortable for her. They could readjust if it was, but he felt so nice right here. Cozy, even if his body was trying to tell him he should be doing other, more physical, things. He ignored it. He couldn't act properly on those urges, much as he wanted to, although if Tavi decided she wanted to play nurse after all he sure wouldn't complain. All flirting aside, it really was just nice to have her here.
Octavia Emiliano
10 years ago
Tavi raised her eyebrows in poorly feigned innocence of Julian's meaning about sleeping out of the clothes that she would be borrowing. She couldn't help but grin at the end though and that tended to give away the fact that not only did she know exactly what he meant but that she was agreeable to that outcome also.
He said they could watch some television and that he might fall asleep again. "That is okay." She probably wouldn't molest him in his sleep, maybe.
Julian then rearranged his pillow cover for a blanket cover and moved back around so that he was settled in her lap once more. He rubbed against her shirt and looked adorably comfortable there and very touchable. All the teasing she had started with the handcuffs and the nurse talk...well touche. Score one for Julian for certain. If a pillow were necessary to cover up her attraction and the thoughts of helping him out of that t-shirt and giving him a little welcome home present then she would definitely need one right now. How nice of Julian to provide one, just in case.
Easing back just a little bit to lean once more against the wall, Tavi nodded to him that the arrangement was fine, if somewhat distracting. She reached out and smoothed her fingers gently through his hair, unable to resist it with him so close. Her hand then traveled over his shoulder and gently down his side. It could be seen as soothing or not she supposed but she had only so much restraint, plenty of good intentions but not an infinite amount of patience.
He said they could watch some television and that he might fall asleep again. "That is okay." She probably wouldn't molest him in his sleep, maybe.
Julian then rearranged his pillow cover for a blanket cover and moved back around so that he was settled in her lap once more. He rubbed against her shirt and looked adorably comfortable there and very touchable. All the teasing she had started with the handcuffs and the nurse talk...well touche. Score one for Julian for certain. If a pillow were necessary to cover up her attraction and the thoughts of helping him out of that t-shirt and giving him a little welcome home present then she would definitely need one right now. How nice of Julian to provide one, just in case.
Easing back just a little bit to lean once more against the wall, Tavi nodded to him that the arrangement was fine, if somewhat distracting. She reached out and smoothed her fingers gently through his hair, unable to resist it with him so close. Her hand then traveled over his shoulder and gently down his side. It could be seen as soothing or not she supposed but she had only so much restraint, plenty of good intentions but not an infinite amount of patience.
Julian Stephenson
10 years ago
Tavi told him it was fine, where he was, which was good because Julian was so very comfortable. Even if his heart was beating a little faster than strictly necessary, and certain portions of his anatomy were not as relaxed as the rest of him, this was far more comfortable than anything Julian had had in the past few days, and anything he could recall in recent memory even outside of that.
Her small fingers touched his hair, careful not to hit anything tender, and he sighed against the fabric of her shirt, rubbing on it again and squeezing her waist. "I like that," he murmured, and her hand traveled over his shoulder and side. He squirmed a little at the renewed sensation of being completely turned on and his lips turned up into a smile.
Tavi had said she'd go easy on him, but Julian wasn't sure he wanted her to. He figured, though, that he'd just continue to let her know what he liked and if she chose to stop, well that would be all right too. And if she kept going, he'd do his best to keep up with her until his body informed him it needed a break. Julian thought Tavi would understand either way.
He looked up at her again. "I can turn the light down a little if you want. It's awfully bright in here."
But she smelled good, and the fingers of the hand that was around her waist at her back were making small, slow circles and he just didn't really want to move. He didn't even know what channel the TV was on. He wasn't paying any attention to it.
Her small fingers touched his hair, careful not to hit anything tender, and he sighed against the fabric of her shirt, rubbing on it again and squeezing her waist. "I like that," he murmured, and her hand traveled over his shoulder and side. He squirmed a little at the renewed sensation of being completely turned on and his lips turned up into a smile.
Tavi had said she'd go easy on him, but Julian wasn't sure he wanted her to. He figured, though, that he'd just continue to let her know what he liked and if she chose to stop, well that would be all right too. And if she kept going, he'd do his best to keep up with her until his body informed him it needed a break. Julian thought Tavi would understand either way.
He looked up at her again. "I can turn the light down a little if you want. It's awfully bright in here."
But she smelled good, and the fingers of the hand that was around her waist at her back were making small, slow circles and he just didn't really want to move. He didn't even know what channel the TV was on. He wasn't paying any attention to it.
Octavia Emiliano
10 years ago
"This?†Tavi asked lifted her hand up so that she could run them through his hair again. One finger twirled a soft curl until it wrapped around her finger, she gently scratched his scalp with her short fingernails, away from the back of his head. Normally Tavi would have gently tugged but since his head likely still felt like it had been bludgeoned with a bat she avoided that and opted for gentle motions that would ease the tension to his aching head and not increase it.
"Or this?†Her hand slid down to his side again. She smoothed the soft fabric of his t-shirt down with her palm, pushing the wrinkles gently in front of it. When she reached the bottom of the fabric, her hand slid beneath it. Hmm, probably not wise, a part of her brain warned absently. The reasoning part of her brain watched distantly as her fingers move up his warm skin, playing lightly along his side and then down his back. That part of her seemed to be getting further and further away by the minute.
Julian mentioned dimming the lights. Tavi looked up at them and shrugged and then smiled back down at him. If he wanted to then he could but she wasn't stopping so he would have to decide whether the lights were worth the trouble. His hand on her back suggested that he was just fine right where he was.
In the background "Elbow Room†was on. There was some rambling about a family who now had more children than they had intended and now their house was too small. She had never watched the show and was not particularly interested in starting now. She couldn't seem to take her eyes off Julian anyway.
"What lights?†She murmured softly as her hand slid down to poke just beneath the waistband of his pajamas bottoms. "I hadn't noticed.â€
"Or this?†Her hand slid down to his side again. She smoothed the soft fabric of his t-shirt down with her palm, pushing the wrinkles gently in front of it. When she reached the bottom of the fabric, her hand slid beneath it. Hmm, probably not wise, a part of her brain warned absently. The reasoning part of her brain watched distantly as her fingers move up his warm skin, playing lightly along his side and then down his back. That part of her seemed to be getting further and further away by the minute.
Julian mentioned dimming the lights. Tavi looked up at them and shrugged and then smiled back down at him. If he wanted to then he could but she wasn't stopping so he would have to decide whether the lights were worth the trouble. His hand on her back suggested that he was just fine right where he was.
In the background "Elbow Room†was on. There was some rambling about a family who now had more children than they had intended and now their house was too small. She had never watched the show and was not particularly interested in starting now. She couldn't seem to take her eyes off Julian anyway.
"What lights?†She murmured softly as her hand slid down to poke just beneath the waistband of his pajamas bottoms. "I hadn't noticed.â€
Julian Stephenson
10 years ago
Julian's eyes drifted closed again as Tavi played gently with his hair in a way that didn't hurt. "Yes," he breathed softly. He loved it. She could play with his hair any time she wanted.
She asked for further clarification as she ran her hand down his side then deliciously up again beneath his shirt. His fingers stalled against her back for a moment. "That too," he said.
This was probably too good to be true. Of all the ways to come home, this probably topped the charts. Even if it didn't go further than some gentle petting Julian felt so much tension draining out of him, tension he hadn't really known he was holding onto. With it came the overwhelming urge to cry again, not because of his ordeal but because, in the wake of it, what was happening right now just felt so damn nice. He didn't, though. He just uttered another sigh and half-opened his eyes when Tavi asked what lights.
He smiled up at her, nodded, and closed his eyes again. Parting his lips he gently nipped at a wrinkle in her soft pink shirt and tugged it away from her body, playing with it a little. When he released it he immediately pressed his lips back against the fabric, feeling her slim body beneath it. He gave a soft, muffled moan of contentment as she slid her fingers under his pants.
The scarred side of his body was facing up toward her; if she slid her hand over his hip she would feel the knotted scars there. While Julian was all right with them himself, there was still always a moment of doubt when someone else saw them for the first time. The ones on his face drew enough attention as it was; the ones on his hand, hip, and knee almost always provoked questions. Julian didn't mind answering those at all, but in the back of his head was always the tiny fear that the presence of such disfigurations would be off-putting. She'd never asked how he'd been injured and he hadn't told her. He didn't mind explaining now or later; he just hoped for the moment she didn't stop touching him when she encountered what she was bound to if she continued.
She asked for further clarification as she ran her hand down his side then deliciously up again beneath his shirt. His fingers stalled against her back for a moment. "That too," he said.
This was probably too good to be true. Of all the ways to come home, this probably topped the charts. Even if it didn't go further than some gentle petting Julian felt so much tension draining out of him, tension he hadn't really known he was holding onto. With it came the overwhelming urge to cry again, not because of his ordeal but because, in the wake of it, what was happening right now just felt so damn nice. He didn't, though. He just uttered another sigh and half-opened his eyes when Tavi asked what lights.
He smiled up at her, nodded, and closed his eyes again. Parting his lips he gently nipped at a wrinkle in her soft pink shirt and tugged it away from her body, playing with it a little. When he released it he immediately pressed his lips back against the fabric, feeling her slim body beneath it. He gave a soft, muffled moan of contentment as she slid her fingers under his pants.
The scarred side of his body was facing up toward her; if she slid her hand over his hip she would feel the knotted scars there. While Julian was all right with them himself, there was still always a moment of doubt when someone else saw them for the first time. The ones on his face drew enough attention as it was; the ones on his hand, hip, and knee almost always provoked questions. Julian didn't mind answering those at all, but in the back of his head was always the tiny fear that the presence of such disfigurations would be off-putting. She'd never asked how he'd been injured and he hadn't told her. He didn't mind explaining now or later; he just hoped for the moment she didn't stop touching him when she encountered what she was bound to if she continued.
Octavia Emiliano
10 years ago
Tavi watched Julian as her hands played along his body. She smiled softly when he gently tugged the fabric of her shirt away and then pressed his lips against it. She could feel the warmth of them through the material and it made her sigh softly. She longed to feel his touch without her shirt in the way.
The lights didn't get dimmed and she smiled down at Julian when he seemed uninterested in moving. He also didn't caution her to stop her exploration of him either; though that little voice of her's was still whispering that her actions were a bad idea and entirely the opposite of what she had said she was going to do.
Her fingertips found the hollow of his hip and slid gently along that sensitive surface, she loved that spot, the shape and feel of it. How it was close and personal before getting straight into intimate and to the point. It was a spot from which there were so many different choices, more foreplay or less, up, down, in or out... Her fingers slid inward ever so slightly as though she might, for half a second, be done playing but then they moved outward again and up over his hip. There was scar tissue there, more prominent than the tiny ones on his face, this was longer, deeper and more precise.
Tavi touched and the skin around it, exploring where it started and where it ended. She looked down at Julian, her face serious for a moment. "You can tell me...later." It had obviously been painful and it didn't escape her notice that all the scars were on the same side of his body. She was no forensic scientist but she was a detective and had seen a lot of crime scenes. The scars on his arm and face weren't regular, this one on his hip was more purposeful which suggested surgery. That all suggested some sort of accident to her and not a childhood illness; she supposed it could have been domestic violence but the odds of that were lower. It wasn't a good memory and that was something she was sure of, so he could explain later.
Her fingers moved around to the curve of one butt cheek and she pinched it playfully. "Besides you might be a little too distracted to adequately explain."
Leaning down, she cupped her other hand behind his neck, intending to raise him just high enough to kiss but he had the same idea and raised himself up a little higher. That was much better. Her kiss was gentle and sweet at first but once she started it was hard to stop. One kiss led to another, this one more hungry and somewhat more forceful than the last. Pulling away slightly, she scanned his face for signs of pain or discomfort and perhaps for any signs that he wanted to stop.
"I had the best intentions...honest." She sighed softly and then pressed her cheek to his. Tavi whispered softly close to his ear. "I am just very bad at being good."
The lights didn't get dimmed and she smiled down at Julian when he seemed uninterested in moving. He also didn't caution her to stop her exploration of him either; though that little voice of her's was still whispering that her actions were a bad idea and entirely the opposite of what she had said she was going to do.
Her fingertips found the hollow of his hip and slid gently along that sensitive surface, she loved that spot, the shape and feel of it. How it was close and personal before getting straight into intimate and to the point. It was a spot from which there were so many different choices, more foreplay or less, up, down, in or out... Her fingers slid inward ever so slightly as though she might, for half a second, be done playing but then they moved outward again and up over his hip. There was scar tissue there, more prominent than the tiny ones on his face, this was longer, deeper and more precise.
Tavi touched and the skin around it, exploring where it started and where it ended. She looked down at Julian, her face serious for a moment. "You can tell me...later." It had obviously been painful and it didn't escape her notice that all the scars were on the same side of his body. She was no forensic scientist but she was a detective and had seen a lot of crime scenes. The scars on his arm and face weren't regular, this one on his hip was more purposeful which suggested surgery. That all suggested some sort of accident to her and not a childhood illness; she supposed it could have been domestic violence but the odds of that were lower. It wasn't a good memory and that was something she was sure of, so he could explain later.
Her fingers moved around to the curve of one butt cheek and she pinched it playfully. "Besides you might be a little too distracted to adequately explain."
Leaning down, she cupped her other hand behind his neck, intending to raise him just high enough to kiss but he had the same idea and raised himself up a little higher. That was much better. Her kiss was gentle and sweet at first but once she started it was hard to stop. One kiss led to another, this one more hungry and somewhat more forceful than the last. Pulling away slightly, she scanned his face for signs of pain or discomfort and perhaps for any signs that he wanted to stop.
"I had the best intentions...honest." She sighed softly and then pressed her cheek to his. Tavi whispered softly close to his ear. "I am just very bad at being good."
Julian Stephenson
10 years ago
Julian delighted in the sensation of having Tavi's fingers brushing his hip, dipping in so teasingly, and then moving away. He gasped a short breath as she tormented him playfully. He loved the anticipation, the foreplay, even if it didn't resolve tonight. It was distracting, and wonderful.
She encountered the pits and scars on his hip and Julian froze, watching her carefully but not moving away as her wandering hand gently explored. She spoke to him and he relaxed a little. "Sure," he said agreeably. "If you want to hear it. Later."
He didn't mind letting her in at all. It was one thing they'd been encouraged to do after his sister's death. Talk about it. And it had helped. It still helped. For now, though, it really was the last thing on his mind as she teased and playfully pinched him. He yelped softly.
He was leaning up toward her as she came down, her hand cradling his neck. Julian hadn't ever wanted to kiss anyone more than he wanted to kiss Tavi right now. Her lips touched his and he sighed softly at the first touch, so sweet. Then the next, less sweet, more spicy. He loved it. She pulled away and he gripped her waist, laughing softly at her words.
"It's okay," he murmured. "As long as you're really good at being bad."
He leaned up again, gently biting at her lower lip and then kissing her again, initiating it himself this time. Straining up to her made his head give a little warning throb and he relaxed back into her hand a bit. "I just wish I could keep up with you. I'm going to do my best."
He dropped his mouth to her neck and sucked gently, not enough to leave a mark, just tasting her a little. The hand at her back lowered down and slipped under the pink babydoll, his fingertips trailing lightly up the valley of Tavi's spine. Her skin was smooth and soft. He desperately wanted to keep going, but they were going to need to change positions. He couldn't stay in this one for long... that, and he very badly wanted to give Tavi all the room she wanted to explore.
She encountered the pits and scars on his hip and Julian froze, watching her carefully but not moving away as her wandering hand gently explored. She spoke to him and he relaxed a little. "Sure," he said agreeably. "If you want to hear it. Later."
He didn't mind letting her in at all. It was one thing they'd been encouraged to do after his sister's death. Talk about it. And it had helped. It still helped. For now, though, it really was the last thing on his mind as she teased and playfully pinched him. He yelped softly.
He was leaning up toward her as she came down, her hand cradling his neck. Julian hadn't ever wanted to kiss anyone more than he wanted to kiss Tavi right now. Her lips touched his and he sighed softly at the first touch, so sweet. Then the next, less sweet, more spicy. He loved it. She pulled away and he gripped her waist, laughing softly at her words.
"It's okay," he murmured. "As long as you're really good at being bad."
He leaned up again, gently biting at her lower lip and then kissing her again, initiating it himself this time. Straining up to her made his head give a little warning throb and he relaxed back into her hand a bit. "I just wish I could keep up with you. I'm going to do my best."
He dropped his mouth to her neck and sucked gently, not enough to leave a mark, just tasting her a little. The hand at her back lowered down and slipped under the pink babydoll, his fingertips trailing lightly up the valley of Tavi's spine. Her skin was smooth and soft. He desperately wanted to keep going, but they were going to need to change positions. He couldn't stay in this one for long... that, and he very badly wanted to give Tavi all the room she wanted to explore.
Octavia Emiliano
10 years ago
"I have had years of practice.†Tavi murmured softly in response to his statement about being good at being bad. Then there was no more talking as Julian kissed her again. It wasn't a chaste kiss at all and it certainly made his feelings on the matter very clear. If there was any wishing that they could go back to simply watching television and sleeping then she couldn't see it.
He mentioned not being able to keep up with her and then found her neck. Tavi leaned away just a little, inviting more, her hand tightening on the back of his neck. "I will give you a break, this time, but keeping up with me is difficult for most so...train hard.†She gently pushed him back down onto the pillow moved that hand up into his hair.
Her other hand slid inward and down his thigh, nails scratching just enough to leave little reds marks along sensitive skin. Having him in her lap was limiting her access and she didn't like limits.
Squirming her way out from underneath him, Tavi climbed off the bed and went down to the end of it. There she climbed back up onto the edge near Julian's feet. "You should lay back and relax. I will take very good care of you.†She said gently and then pulled the blanket off him.
"Well well, there appears to be some swelling...†Tavi eyed the member in question with a small tsk. "We'll have to take care of that immediately. I'm afraid.†Reaching up, she curled her fingers beneath the waistband of his pajamas and the green cotton boxers she had glimpsed while playing around a few moments earlier. Tugging gently, she pulled them down to around the middle of his thighs and stopped. "Very serious.†She murmured softly.
Climbing up just a bit, she straddled his lower legs. "You are in good...hands.†Tavi said in mock seriousness. "I can't promise you won't feel a thing...at least I certainly hope not.†One hand reached down and gently encircled his very hard cock. "But I can promise that it won't hurt a bit.†She stroked his shaft slowly once or twice before bending down over him and pressing a soft kiss to the tip of his erection. With a soft hum of pleasure, she rubbed her lips back and forth against the velvety skin, enjoying the soft and hard of him. This she could do for quite some time, men were different and fascinating, fun and sexy. Julian was bound to hold her interest for longer than he had stamina for tonight. She really should go easy on the poor guy. With that in mind, Tavi slowly wrapped her lips around his cock and lowered herself down onto it.
He mentioned not being able to keep up with her and then found her neck. Tavi leaned away just a little, inviting more, her hand tightening on the back of his neck. "I will give you a break, this time, but keeping up with me is difficult for most so...train hard.†She gently pushed him back down onto the pillow moved that hand up into his hair.
Her other hand slid inward and down his thigh, nails scratching just enough to leave little reds marks along sensitive skin. Having him in her lap was limiting her access and she didn't like limits.
Squirming her way out from underneath him, Tavi climbed off the bed and went down to the end of it. There she climbed back up onto the edge near Julian's feet. "You should lay back and relax. I will take very good care of you.†She said gently and then pulled the blanket off him.
"Well well, there appears to be some swelling...†Tavi eyed the member in question with a small tsk. "We'll have to take care of that immediately. I'm afraid.†Reaching up, she curled her fingers beneath the waistband of his pajamas and the green cotton boxers she had glimpsed while playing around a few moments earlier. Tugging gently, she pulled them down to around the middle of his thighs and stopped. "Very serious.†She murmured softly.
Climbing up just a bit, she straddled his lower legs. "You are in good...hands.†Tavi said in mock seriousness. "I can't promise you won't feel a thing...at least I certainly hope not.†One hand reached down and gently encircled his very hard cock. "But I can promise that it won't hurt a bit.†She stroked his shaft slowly once or twice before bending down over him and pressing a soft kiss to the tip of his erection. With a soft hum of pleasure, she rubbed her lips back and forth against the velvety skin, enjoying the soft and hard of him. This she could do for quite some time, men were different and fascinating, fun and sexy. Julian was bound to hold her interest for longer than he had stamina for tonight. She really should go easy on the poor guy. With that in mind, Tavi slowly wrapped her lips around his cock and lowered herself down onto it.
Julian Stephenson
10 years ago
Julian spent a few seconds kissing Tavi's neck when she tilted away from him. She advised him to train hard and he nodded solemnly when he raised his lips from her skin. "Yes, ma'am," he said with soft enthusiasm.
He was gently pushed back down and he went along, shivering a little with anticipation. Tavi moved down to the edge of the day bed and pulled his throw away, revealing the erection that tented his pajama pants. He turned his head to the side because he couldn't lay back on it directly; it was where his injury was. But he still kept his eyes on her as best he could. Glued to her, really.
Julian couldn't help laughing a little when she mentioned the swelling, his cheeks slightly flushed. He lifted his hips to assist with the partial removal of his clothing, very glad he'd taken extra time to neaten up his appearance some. "Am I going to live? Say I'm going to live. I'm too young to die."
She straddled his legs; her slight weight was pleasant. Then she grasped and stroked him with her small hand; Julian uttered a groan of pleasure. "I can definitely feel that," he panted. "It's good."
His eyes remained riveted on her as she bent down, kissed his tip, and explored the sensitive skin. Then she opened her mouth and slid him in. He sucked in a sharp breath as she surrounded him with the wet heat of her mouth and he could feel his cock leap. He tried not to lift his hips but it was difficult. He curled the fingers of his good hand into the cover on the day bed and forgot to breathe for a while.
"Oh God, Tavi."
Julian couldn't look away even if he'd wanted to. It was incredibly arousing, especially given how sweet and gentle Tavi was being with him. If this was 'bad' Julian could love bad in a heartbeat. Maybe he was hallucinating. Maybe he was still asleep and dreaming. But no, it was too real for that. Julian moaned, giving himself over to the tender ministrations of his sweet, pretty, brightly-colored nurse.
He was gently pushed back down and he went along, shivering a little with anticipation. Tavi moved down to the edge of the day bed and pulled his throw away, revealing the erection that tented his pajama pants. He turned his head to the side because he couldn't lay back on it directly; it was where his injury was. But he still kept his eyes on her as best he could. Glued to her, really.
Julian couldn't help laughing a little when she mentioned the swelling, his cheeks slightly flushed. He lifted his hips to assist with the partial removal of his clothing, very glad he'd taken extra time to neaten up his appearance some. "Am I going to live? Say I'm going to live. I'm too young to die."
She straddled his legs; her slight weight was pleasant. Then she grasped and stroked him with her small hand; Julian uttered a groan of pleasure. "I can definitely feel that," he panted. "It's good."
His eyes remained riveted on her as she bent down, kissed his tip, and explored the sensitive skin. Then she opened her mouth and slid him in. He sucked in a sharp breath as she surrounded him with the wet heat of her mouth and he could feel his cock leap. He tried not to lift his hips but it was difficult. He curled the fingers of his good hand into the cover on the day bed and forgot to breathe for a while.
"Oh God, Tavi."
Julian couldn't look away even if he'd wanted to. It was incredibly arousing, especially given how sweet and gentle Tavi was being with him. If this was 'bad' Julian could love bad in a heartbeat. Maybe he was hallucinating. Maybe he was still asleep and dreaming. But no, it was too real for that. Julian moaned, giving himself over to the tender ministrations of his sweet, pretty, brightly-colored nurse.
Octavia Emiliano
10 years ago
Her playful attitude wasn't always appreciated so when Julian looked up at her with feigned concern and asked whether or not he was going to live she couldn't help but smile. It was the perfect response and it eased her mind to know that he was willing to play and be silly even in the serious act of getting 'serious'.
She hummed softly when he called her name, pushing herself down further still. This was something that she worked very hard at doing well and she had plenty of practice. Eventually Tavi slid all of Julian into her mouth. Her hand moved from his length to cup his balls, which she stroked and fondled lovingly while sliding up and down along him.
Internally she was debating on just what to do with him. Not in the how does this go sort of way, that she understood, but in the my partner is injured and care should be taken with him sort of way. Julian would want to return the favor, at least she figured and certainly hoped that he would. Would that be something he could do without putting too much strain on either his hand or his head? He couldn't prop himself up well because of his hand but they could move to the edge of the bed. Or she could stop what she was doing and satisfy them both at the same time and then he wouldn't need to worry about making her happy afterward.
However, she was enjoying the feel of him in her mouth, the sounds he made and seeing him watching her with his head tilted to the side to avoid the injury. Julian could look away, close his eyes and simply enjoy the sensations and save his neck the craning but he chose to watch instead and that was sexy and encouraging.
Tavi also wanted to give him a coming home gift. A moment of bliss without worry that he need to do something or be something. He could lay back and simply enjoy. That was what she wanted and so she continued to move, increasing her pace. Eventually she removed her hand and used both of her's to grasp his hips and encourage him to move inside her mouth. She kept her hands against him to control him if necessary but she wanted to feel his thrusts and wanted her lips wrapped around him, and to watch him when he came.
She hummed softly when he called her name, pushing herself down further still. This was something that she worked very hard at doing well and she had plenty of practice. Eventually Tavi slid all of Julian into her mouth. Her hand moved from his length to cup his balls, which she stroked and fondled lovingly while sliding up and down along him.
Internally she was debating on just what to do with him. Not in the how does this go sort of way, that she understood, but in the my partner is injured and care should be taken with him sort of way. Julian would want to return the favor, at least she figured and certainly hoped that he would. Would that be something he could do without putting too much strain on either his hand or his head? He couldn't prop himself up well because of his hand but they could move to the edge of the bed. Or she could stop what she was doing and satisfy them both at the same time and then he wouldn't need to worry about making her happy afterward.
However, she was enjoying the feel of him in her mouth, the sounds he made and seeing him watching her with his head tilted to the side to avoid the injury. Julian could look away, close his eyes and simply enjoy the sensations and save his neck the craning but he chose to watch instead and that was sexy and encouraging.
Tavi also wanted to give him a coming home gift. A moment of bliss without worry that he need to do something or be something. He could lay back and simply enjoy. That was what she wanted and so she continued to move, increasing her pace. Eventually she removed her hand and used both of her's to grasp his hips and encourage him to move inside her mouth. She kept her hands against him to control him if necessary but she wanted to feel his thrusts and wanted her lips wrapped around him, and to watch him when he came.
Julian Stephenson
10 years ago
Julian gave another long moan of pleasure when Tavi actually took him in further, something he could honestly say no one had ever done to him before. He watched wide-eyed as her lips slid over his cock, and he felt the warmth of her hand cupping his balls as well. Holy shit, was about all he could think as he focused on not coming right there and ending this whole experience.
She picked up her pace and he let out a soft breath. "That feels incredible," he murmured, wanting her to know exactly what he felt, not just by his physical response, which was extreme.
Tavi's hand came away as her mouth covered him and she let both of them drop to his hips. He loved the feel of her holding him; it was amazingly seductive, being trapped in her hands while her mouth enveloped him completely. It felt unusual not to be trying to pleasure her at the same time but somewhere deeper down Julian understood that she was doing this for him, and the thought made his heart pound a little faster. He would return the favor. She made him want to return it. Tenfold.
When she pulled gently at his hips Julian's eyes grew wide. He raised himself off the bed a little bit, following her hands, and immediately furrowed his brow as a shock of erotic pleasure coursed through him. He made a small, soft, whimpering noise, his lips drawing tight into a little line as he concentrated on moving gently and not coming again... this was too damn good to be over immediately.
He slid his hand down to rest over one of hers, pressing softly. Even his best efforts weren't going to help him hold out very long. Her mouth was too good, her tongue almost unbelievably wicked, stroking him even as he thrust gently into her which only heightened the sensations. Julian didn't think he lasted for more than a minute or so before he felt the tightening sensation in his balls and the base of his cock that said he was just about at the point of no return.
"Tavi," he said softly, his voice holding a warning note, "I'm going to come. Really soon."
Like... now. But he had wanted her to have some warning, just in case she planned to move away. She didn't; she just continued to drive him right over the edge. He felt himself trembling in her light hold as tension coiled up inside him and then stars exploded in front of his eyes as everything released at once. He arched his back and choked out a hoarse cry as he felt wave after wave of intense pleasure crash through him, prohibiting any more movement for the duration of his climax.
"Oh, God," he moaned softly when speech sort of returned. He was still on his back, blinking down at her, his heart threatening to break out of his rib cage and his body still clenching around the occasional aftershock. He closed his eyes, savoring the sensation. "Oh, my God," he repeated softly, unable to formulate another coherent thought at that moment.
His hands was still on Tavi's, and he twined his fingers in hers and squeezed gently. He would thank her in a moment, when he could do so without sounding like a drunk cheerleader.
She picked up her pace and he let out a soft breath. "That feels incredible," he murmured, wanting her to know exactly what he felt, not just by his physical response, which was extreme.
Tavi's hand came away as her mouth covered him and she let both of them drop to his hips. He loved the feel of her holding him; it was amazingly seductive, being trapped in her hands while her mouth enveloped him completely. It felt unusual not to be trying to pleasure her at the same time but somewhere deeper down Julian understood that she was doing this for him, and the thought made his heart pound a little faster. He would return the favor. She made him want to return it. Tenfold.
When she pulled gently at his hips Julian's eyes grew wide. He raised himself off the bed a little bit, following her hands, and immediately furrowed his brow as a shock of erotic pleasure coursed through him. He made a small, soft, whimpering noise, his lips drawing tight into a little line as he concentrated on moving gently and not coming again... this was too damn good to be over immediately.
He slid his hand down to rest over one of hers, pressing softly. Even his best efforts weren't going to help him hold out very long. Her mouth was too good, her tongue almost unbelievably wicked, stroking him even as he thrust gently into her which only heightened the sensations. Julian didn't think he lasted for more than a minute or so before he felt the tightening sensation in his balls and the base of his cock that said he was just about at the point of no return.
"Tavi," he said softly, his voice holding a warning note, "I'm going to come. Really soon."
Like... now. But he had wanted her to have some warning, just in case she planned to move away. She didn't; she just continued to drive him right over the edge. He felt himself trembling in her light hold as tension coiled up inside him and then stars exploded in front of his eyes as everything released at once. He arched his back and choked out a hoarse cry as he felt wave after wave of intense pleasure crash through him, prohibiting any more movement for the duration of his climax.
"Oh, God," he moaned softly when speech sort of returned. He was still on his back, blinking down at her, his heart threatening to break out of his rib cage and his body still clenching around the occasional aftershock. He closed his eyes, savoring the sensation. "Oh, my God," he repeated softly, unable to formulate another coherent thought at that moment.
His hands was still on Tavi's, and he twined his fingers in hers and squeezed gently. He would thank her in a moment, when he could do so without sounding like a drunk cheerleader.
Octavia Emiliano
10 years ago
The noises Julian made were wonderful and encouraging. The first time you did something intimate for someone you had to figure out what they liked and didn't like. Some things tended to be pretty universal, most men liked blow jobs, but they didn't all like them the exact same way and you had to figure out whether it was more of this action, less of that, etc... In this case she could tell Julian was happy with this amount of this action and that was extremely pleasing to hear.
A hand reached down and covered her's and that was perfect. The little show of affection and appreciation from Julian while she was doing her best to blow his mind, and other parts of him, was tender and touching. It made her continue to feel like a person that he cared about and not a sex object that he was enjoying for the moment. Tavi voluntarily chose to do this for him and if he did no more than enjoy it that would be fine. In fact he could do a lot of things so long as he didn't assume it was his right to be serviced or something. The fact that he found a quiet way to be loving was especially nice. She squeezed his hip gently and increased her pace a little in response as her own way of letting know his gesture was appreciated.
He warned her that he was about to come which was also a very nice thing. She appreciated that he didn't assume. But the truth was that swallowing with him this deep in her mouth was very easy. He was already past her mouth so she held him deep inside her and encouraged every drop out of him with her tongue and lips.
When he was completely done, she slowly eased up and off his cock, lingering brush it once more with her lips and to give it one final kiss at the tip. Tavi then looked up at him and gave him a satisfied grin, squeezing lightly the hand entwined in her own. "Welcome home, Julian.â€
Crawling up beside him, Tavi curled up next to him, wrapping one arm over his stomach and laying her head on his chest. "I told you that I would take good care of you....but I cannot promise that we won't have to repeat the procedure.†She looked up long enough to grin at him. "You will let me know immediately if the swelling comes back?â€
A hand reached down and covered her's and that was perfect. The little show of affection and appreciation from Julian while she was doing her best to blow his mind, and other parts of him, was tender and touching. It made her continue to feel like a person that he cared about and not a sex object that he was enjoying for the moment. Tavi voluntarily chose to do this for him and if he did no more than enjoy it that would be fine. In fact he could do a lot of things so long as he didn't assume it was his right to be serviced or something. The fact that he found a quiet way to be loving was especially nice. She squeezed his hip gently and increased her pace a little in response as her own way of letting know his gesture was appreciated.
He warned her that he was about to come which was also a very nice thing. She appreciated that he didn't assume. But the truth was that swallowing with him this deep in her mouth was very easy. He was already past her mouth so she held him deep inside her and encouraged every drop out of him with her tongue and lips.
When he was completely done, she slowly eased up and off his cock, lingering brush it once more with her lips and to give it one final kiss at the tip. Tavi then looked up at him and gave him a satisfied grin, squeezing lightly the hand entwined in her own. "Welcome home, Julian.â€
Crawling up beside him, Tavi curled up next to him, wrapping one arm over his stomach and laying her head on his chest. "I told you that I would take good care of you....but I cannot promise that we won't have to repeat the procedure.†She looked up long enough to grin at him. "You will let me know immediately if the swelling comes back?â€
Julian Stephenson
10 years ago
Julian smiled at the 'welcome home.' He shook his head slowly back and forth, careful not to hurt it. "Can't recall a better welcome home, honestly."
She snuggled up next to him and he wrapped his arm around her, his fingers toying with the colorful strands of her hair. He shivered theatrically when she said they might have to repeat the procedure, giving a low purr of satisfaction. He returned her smile and chuckled. "I think that's a promise I can keep."
Tavi didn't seem to need him to do anything further, but Julian wasn't used to such one-sided delight. He turned a little bit toward her and lowered his head, kissing her softly. "That was probably the most incredible experience of my life. Thank you."
With the hand that was in a cast he used his fingertips to stroke her side lightly. "It's not really fair though, you doing all the giving and me doing all the moaning and yelling. Can't I do anything for you too?"
She might not want it from him. Or she might really be going easy on him. But Julian wasn't entirely good with leaving Tavi out in the cold, as it were. Sadly, he wasn't completely certain his efforts would be adequate but damn it, he was willing to chance it. Talk about above and beyond personalized home care.
For now, until he knew what Tavi wanted, Julian settled for holding her close and trying to regain some sort of feeling in his body, which was now as relaxed as a wet rag. If he was going to do anything, he had to actually move his muscles. There had to be something she liked.
He uttered a soft groan of extreme comfort and added to his previous question, "You know... what I regain basic motor function again. I think you shorted me out. I may actually need to recharge."
She snuggled up next to him and he wrapped his arm around her, his fingers toying with the colorful strands of her hair. He shivered theatrically when she said they might have to repeat the procedure, giving a low purr of satisfaction. He returned her smile and chuckled. "I think that's a promise I can keep."
Tavi didn't seem to need him to do anything further, but Julian wasn't used to such one-sided delight. He turned a little bit toward her and lowered his head, kissing her softly. "That was probably the most incredible experience of my life. Thank you."
With the hand that was in a cast he used his fingertips to stroke her side lightly. "It's not really fair though, you doing all the giving and me doing all the moaning and yelling. Can't I do anything for you too?"
She might not want it from him. Or she might really be going easy on him. But Julian wasn't entirely good with leaving Tavi out in the cold, as it were. Sadly, he wasn't completely certain his efforts would be adequate but damn it, he was willing to chance it. Talk about above and beyond personalized home care.
For now, until he knew what Tavi wanted, Julian settled for holding her close and trying to regain some sort of feeling in his body, which was now as relaxed as a wet rag. If he was going to do anything, he had to actually move his muscles. There had to be something she liked.
He uttered a soft groan of extreme comfort and added to his previous question, "You know... what I regain basic motor function again. I think you shorted me out. I may actually need to recharge."
Octavia Emiliano
10 years ago
She smiled when he said that it was the best welcome home he had ever been given. "Yeah, welcome home personal hand jobs just don't have the same impact.†Tavi smiled and glanced up at him, miming briefly the gesture required to take care of himself in that way. "Welcome home, buddy, I've missed playing with you...†She leaned over and kissed him gently on the cheek to counter her teasing.
Julian said again that he enjoyed it, that it was even the most incredible experience of his life. Maybe he had a lot of those incredible moments, maybe it was something he said a lot, but she didn't think so. At least not so sincerely. Tavi nodded and blushed a little. "You're welcome.â€
He asked about her and she smiled. "Well, I am not going to say no, Luv.†Tavi hugged him a little tighter. "But I will let you enjoy the after glow a little while longer.†She curled up around him some more, wrapping a leg around one of his and sighing softly against his chest, content for the moment that he had enjoyed himself. There was the afterglow of having done a thoroughly good job of pleasing someone else to bask in and she was closed her eyes and enjoyed a moment of satisfaction in a deed well done.
Tavi smiled when he mentioned being unable to move yet. "No rush. Just don't fall asleep.†She opened her eyes and warned him softly. "I might not forgive you.†She would totally forgive him. He was injured, beat up, tired, drugged and now sated. She could understand if he fell asleep after all that, in fact it would probably take a decent amount of willpower to get moving again.
"If you do fall asleep then I will just have to 'welcome myself home' without you and you will miss it.†Tavi ran a hand up underneath his shirt and stroked his chest gently. Being a little more serious, she said. "Do only what you can Julian. I don't want you to make yourself hurt more trying to give back. " If it didn't work out then she'd just have to wait until he was ready for more and then please them both at the same time. Julian was going to be well worn out by tomorrow but at least he should probably sleep soundly after all this.
Julian said again that he enjoyed it, that it was even the most incredible experience of his life. Maybe he had a lot of those incredible moments, maybe it was something he said a lot, but she didn't think so. At least not so sincerely. Tavi nodded and blushed a little. "You're welcome.â€
He asked about her and she smiled. "Well, I am not going to say no, Luv.†Tavi hugged him a little tighter. "But I will let you enjoy the after glow a little while longer.†She curled up around him some more, wrapping a leg around one of his and sighing softly against his chest, content for the moment that he had enjoyed himself. There was the afterglow of having done a thoroughly good job of pleasing someone else to bask in and she was closed her eyes and enjoyed a moment of satisfaction in a deed well done.
Tavi smiled when he mentioned being unable to move yet. "No rush. Just don't fall asleep.†She opened her eyes and warned him softly. "I might not forgive you.†She would totally forgive him. He was injured, beat up, tired, drugged and now sated. She could understand if he fell asleep after all that, in fact it would probably take a decent amount of willpower to get moving again.
"If you do fall asleep then I will just have to 'welcome myself home' without you and you will miss it.†Tavi ran a hand up underneath his shirt and stroked his chest gently. Being a little more serious, she said. "Do only what you can Julian. I don't want you to make yourself hurt more trying to give back. " If it didn't work out then she'd just have to wait until he was ready for more and then please them both at the same time. Julian was going to be well worn out by tomorrow but at least he should probably sleep soundly after all this.
Julian Stephenson
10 years ago
Julian liked the way Tavi teased. He enjoyed her quirky sense of humor. When she mimed her meaning he glanced down and sighed melodramatically. "I'm right-handed," he said sorrowfully.
Clearly, the personal welcome home wouldn't have even happened. He was pretty sure that was completely beyond him and even if it wasn't, the idea of the rough cast rubbing on him was enough to almost make him wince.
He chuckled softly when given permission to enjoy the afterglow. Julian closed his eyes and nuzzled into Tavi's hair. "Mmm. And it's such nice afterglow," he murmured, his voice muzzy with sleepiness and the satisfaction of a completely relaxed body. Then she warned him not to fall asleep and he snuggled up closer.
"Mmm-mm," he said, halfway there already. "I won't fall asleep. I'm just resting my eyes. They got a workout, too."
However, her next playful threat made his eyes snap open again and he looked down at her with solemn intensity. "I don't want to miss it."
He arched his back a little, pressing his chest into her hand as she touched him. Her words were sweet, and he was torn. Part of him wanted to give in to his body's demands and simply drift off to sleep with her there; part of him said that was entirely unfair and he should try and figure out what he could do with one hand and a headache. He uttered a soft frustrated moan.
"But... I want to." He leaned up, gently dislodging her, resting himself on his good elbow. Then he lowered his head back down to her and kissed her again, gently, softly, not demanding at first but gradually letting it grow deeper. When he pulled away he smiled and shook his head. "I might need some help. But I want to. Having you here is... well, it's better than I thought it would be. And I've thought about it plenty."
He rested his forehead against Tavi's. "And now you're here and you're not just kind and smart and funny but also unbelievably sexy. Feeling inadequate is killing me. I want to touch you, and I want to hold you. I want to kiss you everywhere, taste your skin, make you shiver like you just did to me."
Julian kept his voice low and controlled, soft, hoping that his words might have a good effect on Tavi since his hands were pretty inadequate at the moment. He could use all the help he could get at this point but he wasn't lying. He was frustrated, and he did want to make her feel as good as she'd just made him. He wasn't exactly the Hunk of the Year (who was? did that award even exist? Could he borrow it?) but he had never been told he was lacking in the foreplay department. If words were all he had he was going to do his best to use them.
He did continue to stroke her gently, lightly, with the fingertips on his hurt hand. He couldn't do it any harder without hurting but maybe that too could work to his advantage. Julian slipped them beneath her pink shirt and traced them over her ribs. She was so delicate, he wanted to see all of her.
Clearly, the personal welcome home wouldn't have even happened. He was pretty sure that was completely beyond him and even if it wasn't, the idea of the rough cast rubbing on him was enough to almost make him wince.
He chuckled softly when given permission to enjoy the afterglow. Julian closed his eyes and nuzzled into Tavi's hair. "Mmm. And it's such nice afterglow," he murmured, his voice muzzy with sleepiness and the satisfaction of a completely relaxed body. Then she warned him not to fall asleep and he snuggled up closer.
"Mmm-mm," he said, halfway there already. "I won't fall asleep. I'm just resting my eyes. They got a workout, too."
However, her next playful threat made his eyes snap open again and he looked down at her with solemn intensity. "I don't want to miss it."
He arched his back a little, pressing his chest into her hand as she touched him. Her words were sweet, and he was torn. Part of him wanted to give in to his body's demands and simply drift off to sleep with her there; part of him said that was entirely unfair and he should try and figure out what he could do with one hand and a headache. He uttered a soft frustrated moan.
"But... I want to." He leaned up, gently dislodging her, resting himself on his good elbow. Then he lowered his head back down to her and kissed her again, gently, softly, not demanding at first but gradually letting it grow deeper. When he pulled away he smiled and shook his head. "I might need some help. But I want to. Having you here is... well, it's better than I thought it would be. And I've thought about it plenty."
He rested his forehead against Tavi's. "And now you're here and you're not just kind and smart and funny but also unbelievably sexy. Feeling inadequate is killing me. I want to touch you, and I want to hold you. I want to kiss you everywhere, taste your skin, make you shiver like you just did to me."
Julian kept his voice low and controlled, soft, hoping that his words might have a good effect on Tavi since his hands were pretty inadequate at the moment. He could use all the help he could get at this point but he wasn't lying. He was frustrated, and he did want to make her feel as good as she'd just made him. He wasn't exactly the Hunk of the Year (who was? did that award even exist? Could he borrow it?) but he had never been told he was lacking in the foreplay department. If words were all he had he was going to do his best to use them.
He did continue to stroke her gently, lightly, with the fingertips on his hurt hand. He couldn't do it any harder without hurting but maybe that too could work to his advantage. Julian slipped them beneath her pink shirt and traced them over her ribs. She was so delicate, he wanted to see all of her.
Octavia Emiliano
10 years ago
Julian mourned about being right handed and she laughed and hugged him a little tighter. Inside she wondered again what sick individual would do that to him. They knew what he did for a living; he had his violin with him.
He seemed content to stay right where he was for a moment or two and swore that he wouldn't fall asleep. She smiled again when he said his eyes had gotten a work out also and placed a kiss tenderly on his chest for the compliment.
Moving back a little when Julian leaned up, Tavi watched him with big green eyes. He seemed to have made up his mind. His first kiss was sweet, she smiled into it, but the second kiss was less sweet and the expression faded as she focused only on Julian and returning his kiss with equal fervor.
"Have you now?" Tavi grinned at his confession about having her over. "I am glad I exceeded your expectations."
His next words once more wiped the grin from her face as Julian explained that he was frustrated with what he couldn't do and then said all the things that he wanted to do. Those words went a long way to doing exactly what he wanted; she felt that heat stirring deep inside her. It had been there since Julian curled up in her lap the first time, fading and then flaming back to life but now it was full blown desire that demanded a release. She placed a gentle hand along his jaw and kissed him tenderly. "You are doing a wonderful job so far. And I promise I will give you a chance to try again later."
"Let me help." She said, shivering beneath the light touch of his fingers.
Reluctantly she moved away from him back down to the end of the bed. She divested herself of clothing, teasing a little as she went...a quick peek here and then a slow, dramatic reveal. A long runner's leg became tan and more defined as the leggings were slid away. Her legs were probably her best feature so she hoped he liked those better than an ass or tits because the other two were in short supply. Her ass was tight and well muscled from all the running but small and her boobs...well she had seen bigger ones on a twelve year old. Once her little strip tease was done, she climbed up enough to reach Julian's legs and divested him of his pants and underwear completely. Then she crawled over him, straddling his lap so that she could help him out of his shirt as well.
"Much better." Tavi murmured softly. She slid off him after a claiming another kiss and laid down next to him. Propping herself up on one elbow, she drew little swirls on his chest with a fingertip. "Just let me know what else I can do."
He seemed content to stay right where he was for a moment or two and swore that he wouldn't fall asleep. She smiled again when he said his eyes had gotten a work out also and placed a kiss tenderly on his chest for the compliment.
Moving back a little when Julian leaned up, Tavi watched him with big green eyes. He seemed to have made up his mind. His first kiss was sweet, she smiled into it, but the second kiss was less sweet and the expression faded as she focused only on Julian and returning his kiss with equal fervor.
"Have you now?" Tavi grinned at his confession about having her over. "I am glad I exceeded your expectations."
His next words once more wiped the grin from her face as Julian explained that he was frustrated with what he couldn't do and then said all the things that he wanted to do. Those words went a long way to doing exactly what he wanted; she felt that heat stirring deep inside her. It had been there since Julian curled up in her lap the first time, fading and then flaming back to life but now it was full blown desire that demanded a release. She placed a gentle hand along his jaw and kissed him tenderly. "You are doing a wonderful job so far. And I promise I will give you a chance to try again later."
"Let me help." She said, shivering beneath the light touch of his fingers.
Reluctantly she moved away from him back down to the end of the bed. She divested herself of clothing, teasing a little as she went...a quick peek here and then a slow, dramatic reveal. A long runner's leg became tan and more defined as the leggings were slid away. Her legs were probably her best feature so she hoped he liked those better than an ass or tits because the other two were in short supply. Her ass was tight and well muscled from all the running but small and her boobs...well she had seen bigger ones on a twelve year old. Once her little strip tease was done, she climbed up enough to reach Julian's legs and divested him of his pants and underwear completely. Then she crawled over him, straddling his lap so that she could help him out of his shirt as well.
"Much better." Tavi murmured softly. She slid off him after a claiming another kiss and laid down next to him. Propping herself up on one elbow, she drew little swirls on his chest with a fingertip. "Just let me know what else I can do."
Julian Stephenson
10 years ago
Watching Tavi undress was even more of a welcome eyeball workout. Julian raised himself up on his elbow and took her in appreciatively. She wasn't voluptuous by any means. She was lean and graceful and fit. There was an air about her that reminded him of a doe in the forest. Lithe, slim, the sort of wild beauty you saw in nature. She was beautiful.
On her way back onto the bed she relieved him of his clothing. Whens he sat in his lap, he felt his cock jump toward her, trying desperately to revive itself. Julian knew enough to realize it was too soon for that just yet, but if he was patient and she wanted him, he could be ready in a few minutes. In the meantime he closed his eyes and then slowly re-opened them with a soft sigh as she kissed him, laying on his back again as her fingertips brushed over his chest.
He smiled up at her. "Maybe you can lie still for a moment," he said, raising himself up once more. He waited for her to roll onto her back and when she did, he moved over her. He supported himself on the elbow on his bad side, stretching his long body out next to her, right up against her. It left his other hand free to touch her, and he did.
He began by tracing his fingers over her slender collar bones, swirling them into the hollow of her throat. Dipping his head down he kissed along the same path. As he leaned into her neck, sucking lightly, he let his hands drift down over her small breasts, caressing them and holding them lightly.
"You're so pretty," he said, smiling, pulling away to look down at her. "You remind me of a deer," he said, voicing his earlier thoughts. "Small, fast, strong. And gorgeous."
Her size didn't deter him, nor did her youthful appearance. Since they had met she'd actually proven her age to him (she must be used to people guessing she was young), but also after talking to her there was just no way she was anything but a woman. She was playful and lighthearted but too mature and too worldly to be young. So he enjoyed her as she was. Julian lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her gently, allowing his hand to drift down and trace soft lines over the hollows of her hips, first one, then the other.
On her way back onto the bed she relieved him of his clothing. Whens he sat in his lap, he felt his cock jump toward her, trying desperately to revive itself. Julian knew enough to realize it was too soon for that just yet, but if he was patient and she wanted him, he could be ready in a few minutes. In the meantime he closed his eyes and then slowly re-opened them with a soft sigh as she kissed him, laying on his back again as her fingertips brushed over his chest.
He smiled up at her. "Maybe you can lie still for a moment," he said, raising himself up once more. He waited for her to roll onto her back and when she did, he moved over her. He supported himself on the elbow on his bad side, stretching his long body out next to her, right up against her. It left his other hand free to touch her, and he did.
He began by tracing his fingers over her slender collar bones, swirling them into the hollow of her throat. Dipping his head down he kissed along the same path. As he leaned into her neck, sucking lightly, he let his hands drift down over her small breasts, caressing them and holding them lightly.
"You're so pretty," he said, smiling, pulling away to look down at her. "You remind me of a deer," he said, voicing his earlier thoughts. "Small, fast, strong. And gorgeous."
Her size didn't deter him, nor did her youthful appearance. Since they had met she'd actually proven her age to him (she must be used to people guessing she was young), but also after talking to her there was just no way she was anything but a woman. She was playful and lighthearted but too mature and too worldly to be young. So he enjoyed her as she was. Julian lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her gently, allowing his hand to drift down and trace soft lines over the hollows of her hips, first one, then the other.
Octavia Emiliano
10 years ago
"For you, I can try.†Tavi smiled up at Julian, knowing he probably didn't know how hard being still was for her. At least he gave her something wonderful to focus on and that was what normally kept her in one place.
She sighed softly, her eyes half closing in pleasure at his gentle touches and kisses. It was tempting to reach up and touch him in return but for now she would be still. He didn't tell her not to move...exactly, and its not like she was ever very good at taking orders. For the moment though she was more mesmerized by Julian and his movements.
He said she reminded him of a deer, which made her smile. Of course she couldn't help but think a deer would be wonderfully tasty and that the truth of her animal nature was something more carnivorous but when he talked about why he said she looked like a deer then she was willing to be a deer. Blushing, she smiled up at him. "I am glad you think so.†She wasn't to everyone's taste. She appeared very young, had wild hair, and wasn't very curvy but at least Julian found her attractive. An aunt of her's had told her that most of what attracted men was confidence and attitude. "Have a good one and you are bound to have plenty of mates if you want them.†Despite much angst earlier in life, she found that her aunt was telling her the truth.
Smiling up at him, she asked. "So if I am a deer. What animal are you?†Tavi considered him thoughtfully for a moment so that she could answer that question herself. "Ah...a squirrel.†She grinned, knowing that probably wasn't the most manly of animals. "They are playful, quick, fuzzy†Tavi reached up and messed up his curls. "and good with their hands.†She wiggled her eyebrows at that last one. "So mister master violinist, are you good with anything else?â€
He was proving to be very good with his mouth and when he leaned down and kissed her again all thoughts of squirrels and deer faded into the background.
She sighed softly, her eyes half closing in pleasure at his gentle touches and kisses. It was tempting to reach up and touch him in return but for now she would be still. He didn't tell her not to move...exactly, and its not like she was ever very good at taking orders. For the moment though she was more mesmerized by Julian and his movements.
He said she reminded him of a deer, which made her smile. Of course she couldn't help but think a deer would be wonderfully tasty and that the truth of her animal nature was something more carnivorous but when he talked about why he said she looked like a deer then she was willing to be a deer. Blushing, she smiled up at him. "I am glad you think so.†She wasn't to everyone's taste. She appeared very young, had wild hair, and wasn't very curvy but at least Julian found her attractive. An aunt of her's had told her that most of what attracted men was confidence and attitude. "Have a good one and you are bound to have plenty of mates if you want them.†Despite much angst earlier in life, she found that her aunt was telling her the truth.
Smiling up at him, she asked. "So if I am a deer. What animal are you?†Tavi considered him thoughtfully for a moment so that she could answer that question herself. "Ah...a squirrel.†She grinned, knowing that probably wasn't the most manly of animals. "They are playful, quick, fuzzy†Tavi reached up and messed up his curls. "and good with their hands.†She wiggled her eyebrows at that last one. "So mister master violinist, are you good with anything else?â€
He was proving to be very good with his mouth and when he leaned down and kissed her again all thoughts of squirrels and deer faded into the background.
Julian Stephenson
10 years ago
Tavi lay still enough for him, and she seemed to be enjoying his actions. His compliments made her blush, which he thought was awfully sweet. Then she likened him to a squirrel and he had to chuckle softly against her skin.
"I can be a squirrel but I'm not running around with my mouth full of nuts," he said, grinning and returning to the task at hand. At her question he smiled again. "I'm trying to be."
Her kiss was wonderful. Julian parted her lips gently with his tongue and savored the taste of her, soft and sweet with a hint of himself that lingered, reminding him of what he'd just seen and felt her do. The memory helped stir his body back to life and he pressed himself against her leg.
Meanwhile he let his hand drift from her hips down a bit to cup her with warmth. He let his mouth travel down as well, to her shoulder and then her small, delicate breast, licking and gently sucking. His sensitive fingers skimmed lightly over the soft folds covered by his palm, tickling and touching but not delving in. He wanted to draw her pleasure out while he could, certain he was going to pass out after this. She was entirely smooth which was even more arousing.
Gradually he lifted his head and looked at her. "Tavi, what do you want?"
The question was soft but he pressed against her to make the meaning obvious. Their foreplay had him aroused again but if she wanted reciprocation from him he was only too happy to oblige her in that as well.
"I can be a squirrel but I'm not running around with my mouth full of nuts," he said, grinning and returning to the task at hand. At her question he smiled again. "I'm trying to be."
Her kiss was wonderful. Julian parted her lips gently with his tongue and savored the taste of her, soft and sweet with a hint of himself that lingered, reminding him of what he'd just seen and felt her do. The memory helped stir his body back to life and he pressed himself against her leg.
Meanwhile he let his hand drift from her hips down a bit to cup her with warmth. He let his mouth travel down as well, to her shoulder and then her small, delicate breast, licking and gently sucking. His sensitive fingers skimmed lightly over the soft folds covered by his palm, tickling and touching but not delving in. He wanted to draw her pleasure out while he could, certain he was going to pass out after this. She was entirely smooth which was even more arousing.
Gradually he lifted his head and looked at her. "Tavi, what do you want?"
The question was soft but he pressed against her to make the meaning obvious. Their foreplay had him aroused again but if she wanted reciprocation from him he was only too happy to oblige her in that as well.