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What A Feeling!; 05/23 - Night - (Simon, Ali)
Topic Started: May 29 2014, 10:39 PM (1,274 Views)
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All around fantastic. Lights like the very best crew in the business would have had to spend hours (not to mention thousands) on trying to create for a few takes, and Ali had pulled it out of thin air in seconds, and made it even better than perfect.

He definitely approved. More than approved, in fact, but in the absence of having a better word for that, Full Seal of Wonder Approval was going to have to stand in as a place holder. And he did have more for her than that. The kiss might have been quick, teasing her (she’d definitely earned that, though), but there was no intent of teasing at all with the hand he ran along her thigh, stroking all the way in to her hip bone. Tantalizing, maybe. He could definitely be okay with be taken for tantalizing, and he was oh, so so so much more than okay with the gentle friction that came when she shifted against him, moving into the touch.

That could definitely be the textbook definition of tantalizing, he was pretty sure. Oh god.

Did she take requests, though? That was the question, and it was one that Simon supposed still could be applied to the question of lights, though at this point, he was definitely just as (if not more) eager to skip right to action. Cameras… well, cameras they could think about later, maybe. Depending on whether that was something she was into, of course.

Right now though, the world pretty much began and ended in her eyes, and with the gorgeous body that was perched across his, and the hands moving in that amazing way over his skin. “For you? Any time," Ali assured him, brow lifting and grin as soft as her voice, which really was the most gorgeous thing he’d seen in his life. And… oh god, her hand slid with an utterly expert sureness down his thigh, then reversed and moved back up and inward in a way that left him feeling more than a little light-headed. Buzzing. Bubbling.

“Whatever requests you wanna to make.”

Oh god. Well, he hoped she didn’t need those requests in the form of complete sentences, because he wasn’t really sure he could make those happen right now. “Mmm, that,” Simon averred instead, “More of that.” Slipping his own hand around to cradle her ass, stroking his thumb up toward her lower back, and gently urging her closer again. “Please.”

Somewhere in that, it seemed he was turning from pink to red, which was an artistic choice he certainly wasn’t about to argue with. Especially when Ali kept herself in that soft pink shade that suited her so perfectly. Who ever said those two colors clashed? Because sitting where he was, Simon definitely thought he’d never seen anything that suited together better, and- and he really, really did want to kiss her again right now.

So, good thing that she leaned in close and kissed him, right then. Excellent, amazing thing, in fact, which it was the simplest, most natural thing in the world to return, bringing both of his hands in to run over her body, at her ass and against her shoulder blade, fingers (just pulled out out of the tub) splaying and feathering little drops of water across her skin.

And god, but she was good at that. Happy. He’d be happy to do this forever, and yet, still, man, it was getting a little hard to keep his thoughts from jumping ahead to a dozen other things they’d have been happy to do. Get closer, for starters. Touch her everywhere, anywhere, however she liked, then start it all over again.

Before he did that though, he should probably ask, right? Even if he was pretty close to completely sure that there was as little doubt about what she wanted right now as there was for him, asking was just what you did. And even if he was right to be this sure… that did still leave the question of requests to solicit. So Simon (reluctantly, but that kinda went without saying) broke off the kiss, searching for those gorgeous blue eyes with his own once again, and lifting one of his hands to brush a little piece of hair back off her face.

“What do you want, Gorgeous?” he asked.

Because anything, whatever that was, he’d do, and he’d always been pretty good at following suggestions.
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Enticing.

That's the best word she could come up with, and it was absolutely a good word. Excellent, even. That kiss that was done way too soon and definitely left her wanting more. And the way his hand was moving? Along her thigh, to her hip bone? That just had her body doing all sorts of things.

Moving a little, because she wanted more of that, too. Flushing a little, in that way she could feel, like a warm wave washing over her. All kinds of anticipation and that kinda breathless feeling that made her wonder if he had any idea at all exactly what that was doing to her. And really hoping he was planning to keep doing it.

They had the mood lighting and she definitely had the mood to go with it and right now (or any other time, really)? Any request he wanted to make, Ali was good with it. Any time. Anything. Since she couldn't imagine Simon coming up with anything she wouldn't be more than willing to go with.

Because willing? So not a problem, especially right now.

All she was was willing. Drawing her hand down the long, tightly muscled line of his thigh, then up again. Moving in to the more sensitive skin there on his inner thigh on the way up and deciding he needed a little shift over toward red for the halo of light she'd spread around him. Red was definitely his color. Even if she was pretty positive he'd look amazing in anything.

He looked beyond amazing in nothing at all. Completely and totally perfect. Even if she'd mentioned it before, it couldn't be said enough.

“Mmm, that,” Simon averred instead, “More of that.” There were those little trails that felt like points of light again, everywhere he touched. Palm warm where it curved over her ass and fingers brushing along her skin. Bringing her in closer, exactly where she wanted to be. “Please.”

God, he was absolutely the sexiest thing ever. Pressing in, skin to skin, Ali had to kiss him again. Fingers of her other hand sliding into his hair and hand at his thigh moving up, thumb stroking lightly along the crease at the juncture of his groin as his hands slid over her body. Breath catching as little drops of water ran along her skin as his fingers stroked along her back at her shoulder blade.

Driving her completely crazy in the best way possible. In the way that just made her want to keep getting closer, keep touching him until she'd explored every single inch of skin. Go back to that list in her head of things that would be completely and utterly amazing to do to and with him and start checking them off one by one. Maybe do a few reruns in between for whichever ones they decided they really liked. Or maybe just wanted to do another take for, so they could get it exactly right.

Anything worth doing was totally worth doing several times, to get it just right.

First on that list, as soon as she could manage two coherent thoughts to rub together again, was gonna be another minor shift in position. Because there were some things that just weren't gonna work in the current one, like getting her hands on him the way she really wanted to.

Or maybe first on her list should be catching her breath, Ali decided, then threw that idea right out the window as Simon pulled back. Something told her that wasn't gonna happen any time soon. Not when he could take it again just with the way he was looking at her, those extraordinary eyes searching hers and making he wonder what he was thinking as he reached up to push a stray lock of pink hair she hadn't even noticed back away from her face.

“What do you want, Gorgeous?” he asked and that? Was maybe the easiest question ever. Which was good, since her brain was kinda on a one track repeat right now.

"You," Ali answered without any kinda hesitation and all and with that smile that was, yeah, definitely just his. Fingers moving inward a little more, toward his balls, then up, palm gliding over his stomach. Amazing guy. Just completely amazing in every single way. "And touching, as much as you want or want to do," she added, because that totally worked both ways, pausing to lean in to plant another kiss on his shoulder, then his neck. "I'm definitely a huge fan of any and all touching, and you're amazing with your hands."

You know, in case he didn't know. Which would be a tragedy. Completely.

"And closer," the pink haired woman continued, despite needing to pull back outta necessity if she was gonna manage that readjustment to her current position. "Definitely wanna be closer."

Tucking her legs in, Ali carefully maneuvered herself around to face him, kneeling with her knees on either side of his legs, hands braced on his shoulders for a second or two for balance. Since, yeah, faceplanting in the hot tub, still overrated.

Definitely better, though.
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Oh. Oh god, that, right there, that she was doing with her thumb. Finding that cluster of nerve endings down in his groin that had his body practically twitching with anticipation, while his brain gave up on anything but an inarticulate plea to make sure this didn’t stop. And that kiss - that kiss! Simon couldn’t quite have explained it any more. Definitely not in any kind of coherent way, but he did at least know two things very clearly: he really, really liked being touched by Alison Blaire, and he thought he might like touching her even more again than that.

Next question - because it was one there just was no excuse for not asking, and because it was one he was really pretty interested in the particular answers to, even if it did require breaking off with the kiss after all. Letting Ali catch her breath for a second, and maybe there was a little wondering, on top of that, why he was pretty sure he could feel his own heart racing when he did pull back and looked up at her.

Never mind that, though. The question. And the question was what she wanted, and he asked her, moving a lock of soft pink hair back from her face for no better reason than it gave him an excuse to touch her a little more.

“You,” she answered immediately, speaking in a way that left no doubt at all that there wasn’t any doubt at all for her either. And god, her fingers, moving down to his balls, and up again, brushing past his cock just when he thought he couldn’t get any harder (proving him pretty much entirely wrong about that along the way) and back to his stomach. “And touching, as much as you want or want to do," she added, leaning in and pressing her lips to his skin.

Swallowing a little, feeling his head fill up with just how amazing that - all of that - really felt, Simon let one of his own hands run up the length of her spine, tangling through the hair at the nape of her neck. She wasn’t even done, either. Oh god, that was a fantastic spot. Right there, at the side of his neck, and he found himself humming low in his throat in response.

“I’m definitely a huge fan of any and all touching, and you're amazing with your hands.”

Well, he could certainly get used to hearing that from Alison Blaire. “I’m really glad you like it,” Simon told her, doing what he could to meet that particular request by moving said hands back over her body, tracing over her breasts, her stomach, and her shoulders with his fingertips before leaning in just a little, so he could whisper in her ear. “You’re kind of fantastic at it yourself.”

“And closer," the pink haired woman continued, though she was pulling back, but that was okay, because he could see where she was going with that, and he definitely, definitely, oh god so definitely approved of the plan she seemed to be working with. “Definitely wanna be closer.”

“Yes,” he had no trouble (at all) agreeing with, just as quickly as he could get the syllable out of his mouth. Stopping his hands for a moment, doing what he could to help her brace herself and keep her balance as she pulled her knees up and slid around, opening them again to straddle his thighs, hands on his shoulders. Oh yes. Definitely yes.

Time for another low hum of approval? Simon definitely thought so. “Mmmm,” he murmured, sliding his hands down to settle at her waist again for a moment as he looked into her eyes. “That’s definitely better.” Better than just better, in fact. Completely and utterly better in ways he was looking forward to enjoying in detail. Including the fact that it left him free to shift one hand down, stroking over the curve of her ass to the top of the back of her thigh.

“So, all the touching it is,” he declared, slipping that hand around and between her legs to stroke and tease as the other moved upward, pulling her closer to claim another kiss.

Closer, after all. Closer was pretty much the best thing ever invented.
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What did she want?

Easiest question ever. One definite answer there Ali didn't even need to stop to think about. Him. Definitely him. From practically the first time he'd turned that completely heart stopping smile her way and had her going all weak in the knees.

Well, him and everything that kinda went along with that under sub-headings. Touching him, as much as she possibly could (and she could a lot and it would be her complete pleasure), or as much as he wanted her to. Those strong, expert, amazingly sexy hands of his on her. However he wanted, because she couldn't possibly not want that, too.

Just like she couldn't possibly not press her lips to the warm, damp skin of his shoulder, then his neck as one of those hands stroked up the middle of her back, making her completely forget everything but that. Feelings and sensations that had blue eyes half closing again, heated shiver sliding it's way over her skin as his fingers laced through the hair at the back of her neck.

Thinking? Overrated. Breathing? Also possibly overrated.

God, that sound he was making, too. That was another amazingly sexy thing. Count her a big fan of that, too, just like the touching and how utterly amazing he was with his hands while he was doing it.

“I’m really glad you like it,” Simon told her, and 'like' was such a huge understatement right now, when he was demonstrating that talent in the best way possible and she was hyper aware of every single brush of his fingers over her body. And of how he was leaning in closer to whisper in her ear, “You’re kind of fantastic at it yourself.”

Mmmm...now that's what a girl liked to hear. "I aim to please," Ali answered with a smile, deciding that closer? That was a thing that needed to happen now. Or one that she definitely wanted to happen now, even if it meant a very temporary moving away, and taking her hands off him.

“Yes,” Simon agreed and, since they were working off the same page here, Ali went ahead and made it so. Still amazingly conscious of every little shift of his hands as she turned to face him, legs spread and knees on either side of his legs as she braced her hands on his shoulders for balance. It was an incredible view.

And he was a completely incredible guy. Very definitely the best present she'd ever unwrapped.

“Mmmm,” he murmured, doing that pleased little humming thing that she could feel vibrating through his chest and shoulders and that made her want to see exactly how close they could get. Ali settled for letting her palms slide along his shoulders as Simon's hands moved to her waist and she met his eyes. Felt all kinds of little sparks happening, just from that. “That’s definitely better.”

More than just better, she decided, dragging the fingers of one hand down over his chest, fingertips grazing his nipple and and pulse ramping up, pounding in her ears as his hand moved over her ass to the amazingly sensitive skin at her thigh.

"Perfect," she added, shifting in just a little closer. Body almost touching his, but not quite. Fingers tracing down lower again on his body and just kinda enjoying that pleasant, electric haze of anticipation that came with being this close. This utterly and completely aware of him and nothing else.

“So, all the touching it is,” he declared hand moving around, sliding between her legs and, god, that was electric, too. Not a haze, but a jolt that ran along her spine, pressing her hips and body forward. Because it totally approved of how that felt, even if it didn't do anything at all to help her catch her breath.

Or, you know, think. Or at least thing anything coherent that didn't kinda just turn everything into 'guh'.

Still had enough left for a soft little moan to slip out as he pulled her in for another kiss. Not that he needed to, because kissing him wasn't anything he had to urge her to do. It was totally up at the top of her list of things she wanted to do and her very favorite things in general.

Kissing him, getting closer by degrees, easing her hand down and letting her fingers run along the base of his cock, breasts brushing against his chest. Lips parting in invitation to deepen that kiss a little, her body kinda issued a few of its own, sliding lightly against his. Because friction was an awesome and amazing thing.

Then her fingers did a little of their own exploring, sliding lightly along the length of his cock. Maybe teasing just a little again, or enticing. Enticing was definitely still a good word. Or promising, maybe, because she absolutely intended follow through.
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There was absolutely no doubt about it. Ali aimed to please, she said and she succeeded fantastically at doing exactly that. With her hands, and her mouth (oh god that felt good against his neck), and the beautiful body that she had straddling his, but most of all, it was- that. Yes, there it was. That smile she was wearing when she met his eyes, and both their hands kept moving to just where they needed to be.

That was the part that managed to be easily the best part of all of this. The one that lit up her face, and everything around them, and then got inside his skin and made him feel any number of things Simon wasn’t sure he’d gotten a handle on and didn’t plan to try just yet. Pleased, though. Happy. Definitely happy, and that was definitely better.

Touching her was better. Running his fingers lightly over her ass and to her thigh, feeling just the lightest brush of her finger tips across his chest, hitting some kind of temporary overload of extremely pleasant when they found his nipple, and god, yes. Pleased? He was already so very much more than just pleased.

“Perfect,” she added, shifting in just a little closer, till her body was so near to his that maybe even the slightest of twitches would have broken the almost invisible, nearly electric space between them. Her fingers still were breaking that space, somewhere low down on his stomach, but Simon could have sworn, he really could nearly have sworn that he could feel the rest of her body even without any contact, like his awareness of her extended out well beyond the limits of his skin.

Imagining it or not (and he might have been), it was exactly the right kind of maddening. Wanting it all but holding themselves back to slowly, slowly, and deliciously exploring just a little bit more at a time. But he had promised her all the touching, or at least he’d meant to, and now seemed the time to going a little further to making good on that promise. Slipping his fingers round and between her legs, feeling her shiver and shift in against him as he found a spot she seemed to like.

He brushed over it again, hearing possibly the sexiest moan he’d ever been lucky enough to have had something to do with escape just before he kissed her again, and ran his free hand across her shoulders, her back, and gathered a little of her hair in his hand just so he could feel it running through his fingers. Heat, and electricity wherever she touched. The rounded softness of her breasts, brushing his chest and then drawing back. The light, almost weightless pressure of her thighs around his,

And all the while her hand, not quite trapped between them, worked gently lower. Closer and closer till they found the base of his cock and set his own hips lifting slightly, pressing up and against that contact. She moved against him, lips helping to part his and deepen that kiss as she slid herself over his hand and making the water swirl around their hips in a way that was incredibly sexy in its own right as he moved to follow up on that kind of suggestion.

Moving against her. Just a little at a time. Slowly was good. Slowly was a little like going crazy, especially the way her fingers were moving there, slipping inch by inch down the shaft of his penis, just from how amazingly good every moment felt. Good enough to make him forget to breath for what felt like seconds at a time, but that wasn’t nearly as concerning as the possibility of stopping kissing her, or touching her. And if it was going crazy, it was in the very very best of ways, filling his head up with a warm red glow (or maybe a pink one) that left room for her and everything they were doing and nothing else at all, except, perhaps, what might happen next.

And even that, Simon was close to entirely ready to find out at just whatever pace it wanted to come, and enjoy every single moment of the road to getting there, because this still felt like only the very start of getting started.

“Perfect,” he breathed as he broke the kiss, pulling back enough to look once again for the two gorgeous blue eyes and the smile he just really, really wasn’t ever going to be able to get enough of. “You are perfect, Gorgeous,” he told her, and with a view to showing her a little more of just how much he meant that, he eased her back gently with one hand, still stroking and exploring between her legs, then ducked his head to kiss down the inner slopes of her breasts.

The smile was definitely still the very best part, but really? Everything about Alison Blaire was already perfect. He was already sure of that.
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Thinking. Really, she didn't need it. Totally overrated. Could always pick it back up later, when she didn't have more interesting things happening. Things like the way his hand slid between her legs, drawing out a moan on the breath she was still trying to catch as a kinda shiver ran through her. One that lit up sensitive little nerves everywhere.

Feeling? Yeah, that she had covered

The way he kissed. God, she was a huge fan of the way Simon kissed. The heat of his mouth, the way his lips pressed and moved against hers like warm silk, and the slide of his fingers that had her pressing her hips forward. The rest've her body going right along with it. Barely closing that little, electric distance. That almost had her holding her breath, too, except she wasn't sure she was exactly still breathing right now.

Couldn't tell, didn't care as she slid against him, skin to skin, aware of every single millimeter of contact. Breasts brushing his chest, just adding to that expectant tension settling low in her stomach as her heart gave a kinda flutter as he moved. Hips lifting as her hand quested down past the flat plane of his stomach to the base of his cock. Tracing along the hard length. Taking her time.

Definitely taking her time, since this, touching him, kissing him, soaking up the way he moved against her, that was just way too good to rush. Even if her body let her know in no uncertain terms that it wouldn't mind a little rushing all the same. Her brain managed to kick in there, too, giving her all sorts of very nice images and a whole lot of anticipation of how he'd feel if they'd maybe rush things just a little.

Definitely something she was gonna look forward to, and it wasn't that rushing couldn't be fun, too, because it definitely could. So could this slow building heat, though. The kind that made her think she couldn't touch him enough, kiss him enough, have his hands on her enough. The kind that was driving her a little crazy, maybe, but in a seriously excellent way.

Like there was nothing else in the world right now except them and the warm water and the way he felt and tasted. The way he moved under her hands and how she couldn't help but move under his, just wanting...more. What could she say? More of something like this was always an awesome thing.

“Perfect,” he breathed as he broke the kiss, the way he did that so sexy it oughta be a mortal sin. Looking into her eyes with his utterly incredible ones as her smile went soft and the rest of her did, too. “You are perfect, Gorgeous,” Also? Hell'uva time to blush, considering she was pretty sure the last time that'd happened she'd been in high school (hey, run around in a shiny white disco outfit and mirror covered rollerskates for a few years, blushing became a thing of the past). But she was also pretty sure that's exactly what she was doing. Jeez.

Put one more thing in the column of Things Simon Could Do To Her, right there along with make her entire body feel like it was set to a low hum as she leaned back, back bowing slightly and letting out a soft gasp as he bent his head, kissing along her breast and hand still moving between her legs in a way that had her entire brain going into whiteout for a few seconds. God..that, yeah.

"So's that," she murmured, sliding the fingers of her free hand through his thick, dark strands of hair. "So are you. Add amazingly sexy to that, too, in case I didn't get to that yet," Ali added a little breathlessly, or maybe more than a little breathlessly. But, you know, she might not've actually said that yet, what with the brain whiteout and the not breathing and the general loss of cognitive function.

Eyes closing, the better to just put all her attention on how it all felt, her fingers moved up, over the head of his cock, light brushes of her fingertips, a gentle brush of her thumb just at the underside, right below the ridge. Looking for that sensitive spot she knew was there. Sliding in a little closer, as she curled her fingers around him, stroked down slowly. Kinda wishing she could get her mouth on him, but you know. Drowning, it was still overrated.

Later, though. Definitely later. Not nearly done here.
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Kissing Alison Blaire wasn’t exactly something Simon had any plans to stop doing any time soon. Which wasn’t to say that there wasn’t room for taking short breaks here and there. For one thing, he did really like (really, really like) looking at her. For another, there was something he kinda wanted to make sure she knew, and that was that she was perfect.

There wasn’t any doubt in his mind about it at all. The person who she was, the one who’d sat down beside him on the edge of this hot tub and put in the words he hadn’t been finding for himself. The one whose first thought for the story had been for Steve’s son. The one who also happened to be the most gorgeous thing he could imagine there ever being in any world right now, the way she seemed to relax into an even more amazing smile.

It wasn’t just that she was beautiful (so very, incredibly beautiful), or even that she was also glowing. She was glowing, but it was something a little more like… wait…

…was she blushing? Okay. Okay, new most sexy thing he’d seen for the personal highlight reel his mind was keeping of incredibly sexy things about Alison Blaire. He really needed to kiss her some more. Show her just how seriously he’d meant it, in case there was still any way she might not realize that. Though admittedly, with that blush? He didn’t exactly think she did, so maybe it was more strictly true that right now, the idea of putting his mouth to her (perfect) breasts was far more temptation than Simon had any intention of resisting.

She tasted like she was made of light. Soft and firm at once, and down below the water level, when she moved against his hand… she liked that, didn’t she? So he’d have to keep up, keep doing it, keep looking for whatever else he could do to match the way that slender hand she’d wrapped around his cock was making him feel right now.

“So’s that," she murmured, fingers moving through his hair in a way that only made all of it feel even more again like too good to be legal. ”So are you. Add amazingly sexy to that, too, in case I didn't get to that yet," Ali added a little breathlessly, or maybe more than a little breathlessly.

Well. That needed to be answered. Stopping the movement of his mouth across her breast for a moment, Simon marked his place with a quick, close-lipped kiss, then tilted his chin upward so he could flash a grin up to her. “Oh yeah,” he agreed. “That’s definitely on my list for you too.” There were definitely worse things in life than being a little derivative in your dialogue, or at least he was going to hope there were, because he absolutely didn’t have anything close to the brain function right now that would have been required to give a real individual spin on that.

And that was before Ali moved her hand, deftly sliding up the shaft of his cock and finding the spot under the head that was express track to ‘oh jesus that feels all kinds of fantastic’. Wrapped around, sliding back down along the length, and moving in herself, getting her body even closer to his, while Simon murmured deep down in his throat, ducked his head again and put what brain function he still had back to the business of where he’d left off kissing her.

Moving to one nipple, taking it in his mouth and sucking gently, running the tip of his tongue around the point. Thinking very seriously for a second about how much he would he was going to enjoy working his way downward and getting to really taste her, to explore all the sensitive spots he wanted to find to make her feel this way too. Definitely one of those good things about being incapable of drowning.

Though in the end it only took half a glance away from what he was doing to take stock of the hot tub to force him to start rethinking some of that idea. Topology could be an awkward (if completely enjoyable) thing, and this hot tub, though generally an absolutely excellent thing, really not as big as you might think.

So instead, Simon kissed his way back upward, skimming over Ali’s collarbone to the base of her neck, gently blowing away a few strands of her hair with pursed lips to give himself a clear path up toward her ear. “What do you say?” he whispered in her ear, because even having no technical need to breathe, it seemed to be incredibly difficult to find all of his voice just at the moment, “Good time to make a change of venue?”

Or they could stay here, and he was pretty sure that would be utterly fantastic too (how could it not be, with Ali involved). But there were definitely things he very much wanted to do right now that were only going to end up breaking a tub that they might want to use again later.
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Okay, blushing. It happened. He could do that to her, too. Good to know.

It got completely eclipsed, though, by the feel of his hands and his mouth on her body. That was an excellent, amazing feeling (or feelings, since they were coming in sets), that had her eyelids drooping, breath coming a little shorter, back bowing to give him better access.

God. That. As much of that as he wanted to do. That was perfect, too. So was he. Completely. Outside, where it was utterly and totally obvious, but inside, too. Sweet and caring and thoughtful. Smart. Simon was definitely that. All heart, in the way he thought about situations and people and the way he approached it all.

Rare. God, did he have any idea how rare that was?

And sexy. He was amazingly, incredibly sexy. Without even having to try at all. From the way he kissed to the way he smiled to the way he moved when she touched him. To...yeah, exactly what he was doing right now. The way pressed his lips to her breast, leaving a little lingering heat that had her heartbeat speeding up just that much more, then taking a full on jump as he tilted his head back to grin at her. Just completely heart-stopping, that's what that was.

“Oh yeah,” he agreed. “That’s definitely on my list for you too.” And what could a girl do but grin right back at that? Well, maybe a few more things, really. With her hands for now, fingers curling in and around, sliding along his cock, hard and thick and warm against her palm. Finding that little spot she'd been looking for, or guessing she had by that sound he made. That soft, bass rumble that was so unbelievably sexy all on its own.

Nothing she could want to do but get closer after that, press in a little more as she ran her hand back down slowly from tip to base. Pulled in a breath as he dipped his head, gentle pull of his mouth and tongue gliding over her nipple just shattering anything even close to actual thought that was left in there into a million little pieces.

Melting her insides to liquid heat.

Made her want to do things to him that'd make sure neither of them had to bother with any kinda actual thinking, other than what their mouths or hands or bodies were going to be up to next, for the rest've the night. And keep doing them until she figured out every single way and every single place the he liked to be touched or kissed. Then do them all over again, because she couldn't imagine not wanting to.

Some've that, though, was going to kinda be a problem in the tub. Near drowning experiences usually tended to kill the mood (unless you were into that kinda thing, and yeah, never been a place she really wanted to go and she didn't think Simon was that type, either) and there was the whole maneuverability issue, too. All the limber in the world wouldn't really compensate for a too small tub.

So, yeah, breaking the bathroom (fun as that might be otherwise), flooding the helicarrier, probably not something to shoot for. At least not right now. They could save that for maybe when they didn't need a big flying aircraft carrier anymore.

Ali slid against him again a little, a slow, slight brush of wet skin against wet skin. If she'd have been a cat, she'd have just wound herself around him, but this would absolutely work for now. That little bit of friction adding to the rest as his lips worked their way back up, along her collarbone, her neck, warm breath ticking at her skin and giving her goosebumps. Making her shudder against him.

Awareness of him slipping under her skin, gliding over nerve endings, sliding through her system like musical notes. The same way they could wind themselves around her, pull her in. Blot out everything else.

Fantastic. Incredible. She really needed more adjectives, here.

Her fingers slid through his hair again, urging him in closer as he followed that path to her ear. “What do you say?” he whispered in her ear, and god, how sexy was that, too? That almost breathless thing in his voice. “Good time to make a change of venue?”

Head turning toward his, Ali dipped her head, brushing her mouth across the side of his neck, catching a stray drop of water there with an open mouthed kiss as she drew her hand up the shaft of his cock one more time. Slowly. "If we want the bathroom to live to see another day, I'm thinking definitely," the former singer whispered in reply. Yeah, definitely not enough breathing happening on her end for anything more than that even if she'd wanted to. "Think we've sorta outgrown this particular stage and room to move would be excellent right now."

Which, yeah, kinda meant she needed to let go of him, didn't it? Unfortunately, that was how this changing places thing usually happened and so she worked on that. Well, she worked on it after flashing him a grin and kissing him again. Then worked on moving back a little as she drew in all the extra mood lighting and shut that off, since she'd left it running pretty much on autopilot.

Then, yeah, definitely time to let go, so she could reach over to turn off the tub jets, and wring out the dripping ends of her hair before standing up. Also, so she wasn't pinning him, or at least his legs, down (even though she was pretty sure she couldn't actually pin Simon down if he didn't want her to; he could probably lift the helicarrier, or a big chunk of it, if he felt like it).

"I have it on excellent authority that there's an absolutely usable bed in the next room," Ali added as she stood up and held a hand out to him. Not because he'd need her help, just because...yeah, she missed contact. That fast.
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God, yes. This. This was exactly the sum total of everything anyone could ever ask to be doing, Simon was pretty sure. Gorgeous woman- gorgeous, amazing woman- gorgeous, amazing, fantastically wonderful woman entwining herself in his arms, already kinda beginning to make a good start on losing any reason to keep track of where he stopped and she began. Moving when he touched her, shivering under his lips when he moved them over the warm skin at her collarbone. Urging him closer with that hand she’d run through his hair.

All signs pointing to the idea that she wanted him every single bit as much as he wanted her. And jesus, that only made him want her even more, and he hadn’t even thought that was possible at this point, but… yeah, there you go. Everything about her. Everything he was fully intending to spend as much time as he could getting to know in every single way he could.

But if he was going to do that… oh god, that felt good, the way she was touching him. God…

…yeah, okay, thought processing was still a thing that was happening. It was. Really. And the thoughts that Simon had managed to process through his brain in the last thirty seconds did kind of make a pretty important point about some of the things that might end up happening if he went through with some of the more tempting thoughts of what he wanted to be doing right now, right here.

The hot tub was absolutely fantastic, and being underwater wasn’t a problem in theory, but space-wise, they might run into a few problems, quite possibly problems of the bathtub breaking, bathroom flooding variety.

So, what did she say? Time for a change of venue?

She turned toward him, brushing the incredibly sexy lips that were just one part of the incredibly sexy entire package across his neck, and- god, the way her hand felt when it moved down the shaft of his cock, stretching out every single guh-filled moment, that should not be legal. There was just no way that could be legal. All the same, he did really have to try to return that, twisting his wrist slightly so he could stroke her clit with his thumb, fingers dropping down betwen her folds. “If we want the bathroom to live to see another day, I'm thinking definitely," the former singer whispered in reply, in a tone that was way too sexy to be speaking that much good sense. Maybe just a little longer here? “Think we've sorta outgrown this particular stage and room to move would be excellent right now.”

Yeah, alright. Very good point. Room to move. He could do a lot with room to move.

“I really do like the way you think,” Simon told her, by way of agreement, though he really wasn’t arguing when she just grinned and started kissing him again. Opposite of arguing, really. Kissing her until she finally drew back once and for all, that was more like it. Then not doing much more than just watching her as she pulled the set lighting, with a smile hanging about on his face that he couldn’t have done a thing to banish. Even if he’d had any kind of strange reason to want to do something as unlikely as that, there was just no way. Pretty much stuck there.

She leaned across him, shifting her weight to get the jets turned off, swept her hair around and wrung it out a little, then stood up, putting an end to the gentle pressure of her body on his that Simon missed the very instant it was gone.

Still, there were compensations, like the chance to watch her as she rose to her feet, shedding water like a venus anadyomene lifting from the waves, only hotter. Really. So, so much hotter. “I have it on excellent authority that there's an absolutely usable bed in the next room," Ali added, extending one hand to him, which Simon was too happy to claim with one of his own.

“You don’t say…” he replied, grinning back up at her. Not quite moving himself yet, because the view he had right now was excellent enough to savor for just a little while longer. “Mmmm….” he murmured, eyes roaming over every single part of her body till just touching her hand wasn’t nearly enough, and he had to draw his legs in, and get his feet under him so he could stand himself. He rose slowly, running one wet hand up Ali’s leg as he did, all the way up the line of her hip then across her stomach, tracing a loose arc toward her breast till he’d got all the way to standing himself. He left that arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her body lightly against his. Still standing in kneeish deep water, and no thought of going anywhere till he’d bent his head to kiss her neck again, thumb brushing along the under side of her breast.

Only when he’d completed that to a temporary degree of satisfaction did Simon get around to finishing replying to that very (very) welcome point she’d made about the bed. “Well then. We definitely shouldn’t let that go to waste,” he declared. Yes, it was belatedly. Except this didn’t feel anything like something that was on a time schedule. Not one beyond making sure to get to every thing they wanted to do, anyway.

He did stop though, long enough to offer his hand as balance assistance for getting out of the tub if she wanted it, before stepping back over the edge himself. On the other side he stopped again, deciding not to pay the least bit of heed for now to the fact they were both kind of dripping all over the floor, and grinned, then just pulled her back in against him so he could kiss her properly again.

A bed definitely sounded like an excellent thing, but there was really only so long he could be expected to go without kissing her. Like maybe - well, call it three to four seconds, tops.
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Change of venue. They should probably do that, Ali decided, then kinda put that thought on pause temporarily as Simon's hand and fingers shifted. Stroked her in a way that needed all her attention for a few seconds, shifting down into that light pressure just a little, hips sliding forward, then back in response to that completely fantastic, breath-stealing rush of sensation that kinda lit everything inside her up.

Probably not literally, but right now all bets were totally off when anything felt that amazing and she was this close - skin to skin and nothing between them but air and water - to a man she wanted like crazy. In an entire list of ways that just kept getting added to.

Yeah. Call it intuition, but something told her if they wanted the bathroom to be around later and still usable, at least a minor change of staging areas was in order. If not right this second, then soon, because room to move around a little more without risk of drowning, flooding, or collateral property damage? Definitely something she was in favor of.

They could always save most've that for later, when they wouldn't just have to fix it all again while they had better things they could be doing.

“I really do like the way you think,” Simon told her, by way of agreement and that feeling was totally mutual. In fact, she hadn't found one single thing about him she didn't like. Including kissing him. Or especially kissing him, which Ali absolutely had to do again before any moving happened. Or any moving away.

Which did have to happen, but nothing wrong with a little delay for something that completely amazing. Definitely couldn't seem to get enough of that. Or enough of him. Trying, though? That was gonna to be an absolute pleasure.

Right. Moving. Had to happen and so Ali managed to convince herself to do it, pulling in all the lights she'd left on the powers equivalent of automatic, turning off the tub jets and squeezing some've the water out of her hair. All things she could do to delay that whole moving away from him thing until she was completely out of delays. She could probably come up with more, but she did have a little insider information that there was a perfectly good, usable bed in the next room.

The mental image of Simon stretched out on that bed, that was more than enough incentive for a little temporary inconvenience of having to actually get there.

Simon took the hand she held out to him, palm warm against hers. “You don’t say…” he replied, grinning back up at her but not actually standing up yet. “Mmmm….” he murmured and the way he was looking at her was something she could almost feel. Made her skin flush and her pulse speed right up all over again, just that fast, as her hand tightened on his.

He came out of the water slowly as she watched him with blue eyes that couldn't have been anywhere but glued to him even if she'd wanted them to (though why she'd ever want that, yeah, no idea at all), hand sliding up her leg and close. Hand still gliding over her skin, to her hip, across her stomach and leaving all sorts of butterflies fluttering there again. Up a little more as he finished standing, water running off him in little streams and droplets and, god, that was hot enough all by itself that there should probably be steam coming off him.

Gorgeous, gorgeous man. Amazingly sexy and he didn't have to convince her at all to move back in, body brushing against his in a way she just wanted more of as her arms slid around him. Neck arching and eyelids dropping as he bent his head, found that spot there with his mouth that made her knees go weak again and her breath hitch in her throat. Then come back out in a soft rush as his fingers slid over the underside of her breast. A soft little touch that had her shifting against him. Just enough to get a little more contact, damp skin sliding against damp skin as her hands difted over his broad back, fingers splayed and concentrating on the way he felt. Against her, under her hands, every single inch of contact between her body and his.

“Well then. We definitely shouldn’t let that go to waste,” he declared and it took Ali a couple of seconds to catch back up to what they'd been talking about. Right. They were getting outta the tub and heading back toward the bed. At least that was the general plan. If they took the long way around, though, that was absolutely okay, too.

Pulling back, even if she immediately missed that contact all over again, Ali took the hand he offered and managed to maneuver her way back over the edge, flashing a grin back his way. "So not even going to be an issue at all," the former singer assured him as Simon followed her outta the tub. And, yeah, they were dripping everywhere, but from where she stood the still excellent view of wet Simon was worth a little water on the floor and then some.

One've those incredible, heart stopping grins came right back her way and then she was pulled in against him again, mouth meeting his for another kiss. There just couldn't be too many of those, or even enough, and Ali fit her body in against his, breasts pressing against his chest, arms twining around his neck. God, she really, really loved kissing him. And the way he felt against her and the way he touched her.

Very, very much wanted to put her mouth other places, find out exactly what he liked and how and, well, no time like the present to get started with that, right? Actually, the present sounded like an entirely excellent time to get started, now that trying to figure out how to breathe underwater wasn't a factor.

Breaking the kiss, Ali dipped her head, pressed her lips to the hollow of his throat. Lingered there just a second or two, then moved down to his collarbone, tracing along the warm skin there with the tip of her tongue before peering back up at him, maybe grinning just a little teasingly. Even if she didn't intended to do a whole lot of teasing at all.

"Minor shift in the program schedule," she informed him before bending her knees slightly, slowly sliding down his torso. Letting her mouth lead the way. Pressing her lips softly to the damp skin of his chest in a line of light kisses trailing downward, making her way to his abdomen and pausing to trace the path of a stray drop of water with her tongue over the rippling muscles there. Letting her hands follow along behind, fingers skimming over his shoulders, feather light touches to find any places she might've missed. Brushing over his nipples, moving to his stomach, then his sides to settle at his hips as she lowered herself to her knees.

Peered up at him again and smiled before leaning in to press a kiss to the ridge of his hip, looking for sensitive spots along the thinner skin there. Moving one hand over and down to slide along the length of his hard cock, since he might want a little attention there, too, through the preliminaries.

Okay, so maybe just a little teasing. But she planned on absolutely making it up to him.
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Yeah, they definitely should not be letting that bed go to waste. Not that standing here in the hot tub, kissing Ali, letting his fingertips chase the drops of water still clinging to her skin wasn’t as erotic and excellent thing as anything he could remember doing in his life. Definitely not. But beds did have certain advantages over a wet, full and kind of size-limited tank of water that Simon was pretty interested in exploring further. A lot further.

There was a moment of confusion though. Why… oh yeah, well, okay. He’d been kind of belated on that, hadn’t he? But in his defense (Simon wasn’t sure he needed a defense, but he had one ready all the same, just because it came straight from the things his brain was heavily occupied in thinking about right now), he’d had the best, most completely unignorable distractions going on at the time. Like Ali. And her body. And god… her smile.

There it was again as she took his hand and stepped herself over the wall of the tub, and Simon had to admit, it made what should have been exceedingly simple movements to step over himself take a little more concentration than he remembered, just to avoid falling on his face as he grinned back and followed her.

"So not even going to be an issue at all,” she declared, and no, no it wasn’t. Definitely agreeing to that. Not actually with words, no, but Ali was naked, gorgeous, and kind of sparkling all over as the glow she was producing got caught and reflected by the thousand little water droplets running off her, so words very definitely were only going to be in the way. Plus it had been at least three seconds since he’d kissed her last, and that was definitely too long.

Smiling all over again (maybe he just hadn’t stopped. He was pretty sure he just hadn’t stopped in a whole long while now), Simon pulled her in for another kiss, running his hands over soft wet skin down her back to her waist. God, she felt good. Under his hands, the way she’d slipped her own arms up around his neck, the way her breasts were pressed up against him, the way her hips were too, trapping his cock between their stomachs in all sorts of good ways.

Kissing though. Kissing was good. Kissing was… ending a little sooner than he’d anticipated, actually, but Ali ducked her head and found his neck, and that was definitely good too. Definitely, absolutely, fantastically good. He closed his eyes for a second, concentrating on how that felt while he shifted his hands, palms stroking over the curve of her ass, finger tips brushing down over her thighs.

Ali moved on, warm soft tongue picking out a path along his collarbone like she was considering it as a method of drying him off. Definitely an idea that could be worth considering, too, but when she stopped, shifting slightly, Simon dropped his gaze down, opening his eyes to see her smiling up at him. This smile was one like she had some kind of plan, too, and since it was her plan, he was definitely disposed to expect to like it. A lot. She’d probably be able to tell that, just from the dimples.

Was this a no to the ‘useable’ bed, then? Or just a ‘not yet’?

“Minor shift in the program schedule," she informed him before bending her knees slightly, putting her mouth back to his chest.

“Well… okay,” Simon told her. He did like to be agreeable where he could, and she was definitely making it easy to go along with pretty much whatever she wanted to do (he would have done that it anyway, but she was really making it a no-brainer, in more ways that one). “Shifts in the production schedule we can…” Soft, quick kisses heading downward, each one its own little mini-explosion of sensation, and oh… man… that was her tongue, darting out over his abs like she was chasing something, and making them shiver in something between sense and anticipation.“…guh-mmmmmm,” Simon said, kind of incoherently. Under the circumstances though, with this kind of provocation, he thought that should be kind of understandable, especially with her hands following after. God. Was ordinary skin meant to be this sexy?

“You know you really are the single hottest thing in the world, don’t you?” he asked. Maybe rhetorically. Maybe not though, because he really did want her to know that, and that it didn’t have anything to do with the view he had right now of where she was going. Which was definitely a good view, but the hotness of Alison Blaire? Totally independent of that, and just a part of being her, whatever she was doing.

What she was doing right now was dropping onto her knees though, and well.. as long as he got to take a turn afterward (and he didn’t really doubt that he would), no complaints about that. At all. Or the way she was smiling right now as she looked up and met his eyes, because that smile had all kinds of promise of mischief, and he really, really was not about to complain about that. Except that he kind of still wanted to kiss it off her, and that wasn’t exactly on the cards right now.

Soft lips went to his hipbone, while Simon ran his finger tips where he could reach, starting at Ali’s shoulder and running out along the length of her arm. God, and there… just inside the hipbone, right there, she’d found one of his very favourite places for touching, sending a light shock of something electric straight to the base of cock, and another shiver racing over his torso. “What if…” Simon started to ask, but slender fingers running across his groin and down his cock arrested that thought before he’d finished it. “Oh,” he declared instead, in an appreciative murmur. “Ohhhhh. That feels all kinds of fantastic together.”

Did she want to know that? He kind of thought she might want to know that. He’d want to know that. Oh god, that was really good.
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Mmmm...awesome use of hands. Even better use of dimples. God, did he have a clue what those did to her? Along with that smile and...well, pretty much everything.

Made her whole body want to light up (and so it did, and had) when he touched her. Made her head spin a little when he kissed her, when he looked at her like that. If she hadn't already been smiling at him, no way she could've resisted. Pretty sure nobody could resist that smile. Ever.

And, seriously, who'd want to? Definitely not her. Not resisting the smile or any of the rest of him, for that matter. Resisting? Totally overrated. So Ali's own smile just went a little wider. They were outta the tub, nobody could probably drown in the little puddles they were leaving on the floor, the tub was relatively safe from destruction (even if it was possible the rest of the bathroom might not be), and she was pretty sure the bed wasn't going anywhere.

Cue minor plan changes, because there were all kinds of fun things going around in her head to do right here. Things like letting her mouth and her hands wander a little. A minor pause would be okay, right? Little shift in the arrangement. A kinda minor program change. Maybe a program detour.

“Well… okay,” Simon told her, and he did sound pretty good with that as her lips pressed to warm, damp skin. Once, again, and again. Worked her way downward. Followed a few drops of water with her tongue. “Shifts in the production schedule we can…” Smiling as she felt a that little shiver ripple along his abdomen. Absolutely wanted to make him do that again, “…guh-mmmmmm,” and that, too. Definitely that. That might just be the sexiest sound ever.

“You know you really are the single hottest thing in the world, don’t you?” he asked and she smiled against his skin, something low in her belly drawing tight, flaring practically incandescent as she dropped to her knees.

"You really are totally perfect, aren't you, Handsome?" she murmured, peering up at him through dark lashes and with a smile that maybe at least might give him a little bit of a clue what she was thinking. Even if he'd probably figured it out already by now.

Well, yeah, he'd have definitely figured it out, and she absolutely wasn't teasing him at all. Even if she wasn't hurrying, either. There were too many spots she wanted to pay attention to first, as her hand settled at his hips. Like that one, right there at his hip bone. The place she found that made him shiver again. All those places? She wanted to find them. Every single one.

Especially when his fingers were running along her bare skin, from her shoulders along her arms. Raising more goosebumps and distracting her a little in the very best way possible. Leaving all sorts of little electric flickers along the way.

“What if…” Simon started to ask, as she decided maybe he'd like a little attention elsewhere while she was busy right there. And she absolutely liked the idea of giving him all the attention he wanted, starting with making a little trail from his hip, along his groin, to his cock. Sliding her hand over him as her mouth moved a little lower. “Oh,” he declared instead, in an appreciative murmur. “Ohhhhh. That feels all kinds of fantastic together.”

Feedback, it was an utterly wonderful thing. Amazing how many people didn't get that and didn't know what they were missing.

"Excellent, because that is definitely the plan," the former singer practically purred, planting another kiss lower on his hip bone. Then deftly switched sides and hands, fingers curling lightly around his cock and stroking him slowly as she pressed her lips to the other hipbone. Sorta wanted to kiss him everywhere at once, since yeah, patience. Still not her strong suit.

She could fake it a little, though, when she needed to. Or wanted to. And no question she wanted to right now as she trailed a line of kisses along that hipbone, too. Then pulled back just a little, free hand moving back to skim over his ass. God, he had an amazing ass and she put that on her list of things to tell him when she wasn't otherwise occupied.

Like she was about to be now as Ali leaned back in, fingers gripping the base of his (also pretty damned amazing) cock, tongue sliding over the end, then closing her lips lightly over the head. A little gentle suction there, then swirling her tongue around with light pressure.

Still definitely not really teasing, but yeah. Not hurrying, at least not yet.
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There was a reason why some unsung (though probably well-murmured) genius had invented the word ‘guh’. It was this. The way it felt as her lips… tongue… fingertips… were wandering down his skin in a way that was warm and cool, smooth and electric, all at exactly the same time. Definitely meant for guh, so Simon didn’t even bother trying to come up with any other word (alright, non-word) to describe it out loud.

Some words though, he definitely did have to find though. No, wanted to find, so he could tell Ali something that really seemed like it was very, very, very important for her to know as soon as possible. Just that she really, truly was the single hottest thing in the world, and he wanted to make sure she knew that. Really kind of hoped she knew that. She ought to know that.

And… oh… oh man. That, right there, as she dropped to her knees in front of him, took ‘glow of appreciation’ to a whole new level. A whole new, gorgeous, fantastic level, even before she looked up, bright blue eyes peeking up through dark lashes. “You really are totally perfect, aren't you, Handsome?" she murmured, smiling in a way that kind of made Simon think he’d managed to lowball that last comment.

“Perfectly honest,” he assured her, flashing a grin of his own back down at her, and just… well, just enjoying that smile. Mischievous. Alluring. Enjoying herself. Take your pick, but all or any of them were… well… good. Really good. Opening the bookie’s spread for the next little while at ‘mind-blowingly fantastic’, and then putting all his metaphorical chips down on the over on that.

Yes, there was teasing. But he’d always kind of liked teasing. And he especially liked teasing when it was a gorgeous, amazing, woman, who seemed to have an unerring instinct for finding exactly those spots that made his breath stop (metaphorically) and his blood fizz (also metaphorically, due to already doing that from ionic technicality) without even seeming to have to try. And he especially liked teasing when he could still return at least some of the favor, running his fingers along the line of her arms. Just liking the feeling of touching her, any way that he could.

But still, kind of at a disadvantage here, and her hand was wandering too now, but what if… oh. Oh no. Pretty sure that long sure stroke she’d made down the shaft of his cock had directly diverted the blood flow from his vocal cords to try to pack in even tighter just to get in on the action. That and her mouth, at the crease of his groin, that was definitely cause for wordless murmuring if there ever had been. Oh. Oh man. Together… they really, really felt all kinds of fantastic together, Simon managed to get himself together to tell her.

It seemed like something she’d probably want to know, right? Who didn’t like feedback?

“Excellent, because that is definitely the plan," the former singer practically purred, as Simon looked down appreciatively, enjoying the way the soft glowing lines and curves of her body shifted as she moved lower, and then - god - changed hands, without so much as a loss of the slow, steady, insanely sex beat he kinda half-suspected she might be working to. Lips on his hipbone, hand wrapping around his penis, just the right amount of pressure stroking down to make awareness of anything outside exactly what she was doing and the low, warm, insistent pull that was growing at the base of cock, anything else outside of the that, seem absolutely and completely irrelevant.

Gorgeous. So incredibly, incredibly gorgeous. Simon smiled, closing his eyes for just a moment and turning one hand over, running the back of his fingers lightly, lightly, across the back of Ali’s neck, combing his fingertips into the soft strands of pink hair there with feathering touches while her mouth dropped lower all over again down his hip, then pulled away.

Hand on his ass. Other coiling round the base of his cock, and… oh man, he’d only thought her tongue felt good before. Now it was darting over the very, very sensitive tip there, and eyes closed time was definitely over, because he really, really wanted to see her right now. “Mmmm…” Simon exhaled, feeling soft lips close around the head and pull in warm, wet, gentle suction. “There isn’t anything you don’t do amazingly well, is there?” Rhetorical question. Definitely rhetorical question, and not just because right now he did kind of have one of those vested interests in Ali not feeling obliged to answer.

Tongue. There was that tongue again, smooth and just a little rough all at the same time, slipping around with the good kind of friction. The really, really good kind of friction. “Because this is definitely up there with the karaoke,” he continued, in the interests of maintaining commentary. “Or, you know. Close, at least.”

Or maybe it was just because he wanted to keep talking to her. Because he wanted to do that. He really, really wanted to keep doing that for as long as Alison Blaire didn’t mind him doing it. And while she was- “Mmm,” Simon murmured again, feeling his hips buck a little to whateve rit was she was doing. “That. Definitely that.”
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Totally perfect, she'd said that already, hadn't she? At least once, Ali was sure. More than once, actually, but he really was. Perfect. Blame the repetition on having her mind (and hands and mouth) on other things right now.

Like that grin on his face as he assured her he was, “Perfectly honest,” and grinned that grin that just completely knocked her off her feet. If she'd still been on her feet, anyway, instead of smiling up at him with that hot, almost breathless feeling of anticipation that, in her experience, came with all the very best, amazingly enjoyable things.

Maybe just a little mischief, too, because she'd mentioned the enjoyment, right? And that was way too good a thing to rush too much.

No matter how tempting it was. Or how beyond tempting he was. Simon was definitely that, too, in the best kind of way. The kind of temptation she didn't even consider trying to resist, but wanted to savor instead. Seriously, where was the fun in hurrying through it all.

Well, okay, there was definitely fun to be had in that, too, but time and place. And this definitely didn't feel like a dash through it all kinda moment. Not when he was all damp, bare skin and lean, hard packed muscle and, god, making those sounds. Gasps and murmurs and a little losing of words and trains of thought that were just too sexy for words. Strong but amazingly gentle hands and fingertips running lightly along her arms, sliding through her hair and brushing across the back of her neck. Making her pulse jump and raising little goosebumps in it's wake.

Gorgeous, sexy man that she absolutely couldn't keep her hands off of and didn't want to even think about trying.

Definitely the opposite, as Ali shifted her attention to his cock, hard and thick and hot against the palm of her hand. Adding her tongue and lips and mouth the the equation there, too. Sliding over the tip, which might qualify as teasing, but yeah. Definitely part of the fun.

“Mmmm…” Simon exhaled, and she absolutely liked the sound of that. The approval and just the sound of his voice. Low and warm and also amazingly sexy as her lips closed around the head of his cock and she applied a little gentle suction. “There isn’t anything you don’t do amazingly well, is there?” It was one've those times she totally wouldn't have minded being a telepath, but since she was pretty sure Simon wouldn't mind too much if she didn't put things on pause just to tell him she was horrible at bowling (and, seriously, who the hell wanted to wear those shoes, they were an abomination unto all things footwear), Ali settled for a glance back up his way with smokey, slightly impish blue eyes. Meeting his and lifting her brows just a little as she added the press and swirl of her tongue to the mix.

If they happened to run across anything, other than the bowling, he could absolutely let her know.

“Because this is definitely up there with the karaoke,” he continued, and so far seemed to be so good, though, but yeah. Telepathy. Not a power she normally wanted but how handy would that be for this? “Or, you know. Close, at least.” Simon, though? He could definitely keep talking, she decided, free hand stroking over his ass a little more firmly this time, then moving in to his hip. Pad of her thumb sliding along his hipbone again as she drew him farther into her mouth with a soft hum. Of...agreement, maybe, since as much as she loved music of any kind, and karaoke had been amazing, this was maybe in a category all it's own. Or maybe just because she wanted to see if he'd like that, too.

See if she could keep him talking as she closed her eyes, the better to concentrate for a second. On how he felt, the way he tasted; lingering hint of water from the tub and male and something that she was positive was just Simon.

“Mmm,” Simon murmured again, hips jerking and making her smile, at least inwardly, as his shaft slid against her lips and she flicked the tip of her tongue against the spot just under the head, then slid it slowly around the ridge, “That. Definitely that.”

Opened her eyes and turned them up to him again as she dragged her fingertips down along the crease of his groin, then along the inside of his thigh, and up again. In between his legs to graze his balls with light, gentle touches. Yeah, definitely liked hearing his voice. Just added an extra layer of sexy to all the rest, and god, there was already enough there it should be totally illegal.
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This was a whole new level of amazing. Her mouth, closing around him, pulling at the head of his cock like that. She really, really, really did that the way Simon was starting to be pretty sure Alison Blaire did everything - amazingly well. And she- was looking up at him now, meeting his eyes, and he could have sworn to god she was grinning at him, at the exact same time with her tongue, and god, okay, there really were not words to describe how much hotter the combination of those two things, the way she looked, and the way that felt, made all of this.

No words at all. Though Simon ended up trying all the same, because he wanted to keep talking to her. The joke about karaoke, though… yeah, not his best. Maybe just because it turned out to be really surprisingly hard to try to get your tone of voice right while the very most gorgeous woman in the world was twisting her tongue around your cock. He kinda wasn’t really sure it had even ended up sounding like a joke at all, but…

…yeah, god. Not minding. Not if Ali didn’t, and the way her hands were moving over his ass didn’t feel anything like minding. Her lips slid down his cock like wet velvet, taking him deeper. She hummed, and the sound vibrated all along his shaft, driving any kind of thought at all out of his head for a good two seconds and leaving nothing behind but a wordless murmur of approval and a pair of hips that couldn’t quite keep from bucking.

That. Definitely that, and the gentle little flick of her tongue, tracing over all the insanely sensitized spots on the head. Definitely.

And definitely the way she looked when he dropped his gaze again. Soft pink hair he couldn’t quite keep from twisting in his fingers. Slim, pale shoulders, and the way her slender fingers were moving at his hipbone, but all of that was just background to her eyes when she looked up and met his again. That sent another surge of something electric gathering down at the base of his cock that didn’t even have anything to do with the way her fingertips were moving at his groin.

Just her eyes. Just the way she looked at him. He was pretty sure that could have made him feel this way all on its own. Blue, and direct, and… she really, honestly looked like she was enjoying herself. That might have been the most sexy thing ever.

“You’re amazing,” Simon breathed out, feeling the muscles in his belly, and his thighs quivering again wherever she touched him. Even where she hadn’t, because the sensations seemed to spread all over his body, pulsing and shifting with every slight shift of pressure and friction. The inside of his thigh. Upward. Soft, almost teasing touches of his balls, scattering all his thoughts all over again. “This feels… good,” he told her. Apparently he’d temporarily lost whatever ability he might ever have had with words, because he wanted to explain, just to be able to keep talking to her, but that was the only adjective he could seem to find right now.

Smiling, breathing out with a really satisfied exhalation, Simon tried again. “Incredibly good.” Paused, licked his lips, trying to think of how he could try to explain this, since it only seemed right that she got to hear exactly what it was that felt so good. “Tight, at my balls. Like they’re humming. Vibrating.” He shifted his hand, rubbing his thumb slowly down the line of her shoulder blade. Her skin really was amazingly soft, and smooth.

“And then there’s warm-“ Man, how come talking like this was harder than it seemed? That had not sounded like he really wanted it to. “I mean…” he tried again, “It’s more than warm. It’s hot as hell, but… well warm, spreading out everywhere you touch. All over, then gathering right back here.” He shifted his other hand for a second, brushing over the fingers she’d wrapped around the base of his cock, just so she’d know where he was meaning. “Then it sweeps back down like a chill, every time your tongue…oh man.”

There it was again. Multiplied. Pure heat and cold and pleasure and friction.

“Really, really good,” was all Simon could muster into coherence, and even that took him a moment, and a contented hum to murmur out. “Guh. I really need better words.”

Or a better way to share all of this with her. To make her feel something like this too. Definitely, really, really high up on the agenda of things to do, at the earliest possible opportunity.
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