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What A Feeling!; 05/23 - Night - (Simon, Ali)
Topic Started: May 29 2014, 10:39 PM (1,272 Views)
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Mmmmm, close. Close. He saw - okay, felt - what she was doing there, hand on his cheek. Trying to coax him onto the bed with her. Which sounded like just about the most fantastic idea Simon had ever considered, except that he kinda already had another one in mind, one that had him going in another direction.

That direction being down, onto his knees in front of the perch Ali had taken up on the bed. Yes. Yes he liked this - good view. Got, utterly outstanding view. Kind of feeling all kinds of good, Christmas-morning-like anticipation thoughts here, only he’d definitely never had anything like Ali to look forward to at Christmas. He definitely wouldn’t mind getting used to this.

Where to start, though? That was the question. The very, very, enjoyable question to be pondering, though not for long, because Simon already kinda knew where he wanted to start.

Sometimes you just had to work your way in. Item, one slim hand, lifted up to his lips. Looking up her arm to meet her eyes for a moment, before dropping his own back again so that he could really look at what he was doing. Kissing, all the way from her palm up the inside of her arm, letting his free hand explore her side as he moved in.

Mmm, she moved forward. Just a little, but closer to the edge of the bed. That was good. Yes, he could definitely work with this. A little higher now, working his way up slowly toward the hollow of her elbow when he felt the light brush of fingers skimming over his cheek. To his jaw, then god, back into his hair. Was not ever going to get enough of her touching his scalp, he could swear that here and now for a certainty.

Also on the list of ‘will never get old’, that little sound, that one she’d made right there. Half murmur, half purr, all completely and utterly hot. Put it on the other list, of things he fully intended to coax more of, if he could. “That feels like you're lighting little Fourth of July sparklers all over my skin," she commented softly, fingers sliding over the shorter hair at the nape of his neck. "I'm totally starting to think short-circuiting my brain is your real super-powers, here.”

Reaching his goal at her elbow, Simon paused, glancing upward with another flashing grin. “Aww, you caught me,” he ‘confessed’, cheerfully. “That’s absolutely my plan.” Because turn-about was absolutely fair play, and he kinda still wasn’t sure his own brain had managed fully rebooting yet.

Still grinning to himself, Simon ducked his head, moving from Ali’s arm to her leg in one smooth movement. Item, one deliciously gorgeous thigh, curving down and away to where she’d bent her knees. He planted one kiss on its top, then another, moving a little inward over the creamy, soft skin there, while his hand traced a matching path over her other thigh.

Couldn’t let her think he was getting too predictable here though, so switching again, up to Item, one utterly kissable stomach, dropping Ali’s hand so that he could use his again to slip around to cradle the small of her back, providing some support while he leaned in a little, kissing whatever took his fancy from her belly button up to just below the edge of her ribs.

At the same time, Simon ran his other hand back up her thigh, skimming lightly over the smooth skin, then slipping between her legs. He made his way up from there, moving slowly - exploring, you could call it - working in small circles, over the slick folds. Seeing what she might like, ready for any sign of what she might like more, too, while his mouth moved back across the plane of her belly. He did aim to please, after all.
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Heat and sparks of light and...mmmmm...god. That was amazing.

Warm lips and warm breath on her skin, leaving what felt like little fireworks type sparkles in their wake. His fingers were doing the exact same thing along her side and Ali slid toward him a little more. Because closet to Simon could only be better. If he wasn't gonna come to her quite yet, definitely no problem going to him. Not when there was that kind of incentive.

Especially not when her fingers were already itching to be touching him again. Absolutely wanted to be doing all of that she could, letting them wander along his cheek and jaw. To his hairline, shorter hair at the nape of his neck tickling tantalizingly against her fingertips as she practically purred at how utterly and completely incredible that felt. Sweet and seductive, all at the same time.

Seriously, she was onto him now. Simon's real super-power? Had to actually be the unbelivable way he could just short-circuit her brain completely and in a way that Ali totally approved of. Actually, she kinda approved of every single thing when it came to him. From the return of that heart-stopping grin as he paused at her elbow to peer up at her to the fantastic view she still had that made her kinda want to forget the bed and join him on the floor.

In this case, though, she could totally behave a little. At least for now. Didn't wanna spoil what she thought he had in mind and definitely no complaints at all about what he was already doing.

“Aww, you caught me,” he ‘confessed’, cheerfully. “That’s absolutely my plan.”

Yeah, just grinning right back at him, amused and a little breathless and definitely okay with that plan. "I think you have completely excellent plans, then."

His next one? Case in point. The way he leaned down, still wearing a grin that made her want to kiss him all over again (not that she didn't wanna do that anyway), planting a kiss on top of one thigh that made her breath catch slightly. Worked his way inward with another press of his lips as one hand slid smoothly over the other one. Definitely teasing her, Ali thought, but in a way she didn't mind even a little. Just had her readjusting her position again. Moving her thighs apart a little more and uncurling her legs a bit.

Totally and completely focusing on his hands and his mouth. Back arching a little as he moved to her stomach, but his other hand was right there at her back, lending support. All her stomach muscles just drew in tighter as her fingers curled over the back of his neck, her other hand shifting to his shoulder. Stroking over the bare skin there and, oh god, his hand was moving up her thigh again.

Slid between her legs and making her breath hitch again. Making her shift again to readjust her legs, give him better access there if he wanted, because she absolutely wanted. Shifted toward him again and tried to remember not to fall off the edge of the bed. Even if that didn't sound like such a bad thing right now, either.

God, did he have any idea how utterly amazing that felt? How incredibly hard it was just to try to catch her breath already?

Ali let out a little, breathless, "Ohhhh," as he found just the right spot and everything but that intense, electric feeling sorta jolted completely outta focus for a few seconds there. "Right there. My whole body just kinda wants to shatter when you do that."

Still sorta breathless, or more than sorta, but she didn't think that was gonna go away any time soon and she didn't want it to as her fingers stroked along the back of his neck, then moved up to slide through his hair. She was absolutely okay with breathless.
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Oh yeah. Caught right in the middle of his cunning plan. Brain short-circuiting was definitely on Simon’s agenda for Ali, as much as he could possibly manage in every good way he could manage…

…though when she had that smile in her arsenal, the one she was giving back to him now, mutually assured destruction was kind of a foregone conclusion. “I think you have completely excellent plans, then.”

Mmmmmm. He did so like approval.

Better get back to earning some more of that, though. Especially when that slim, pale thigh was just too tempting not to kiss. Kiss, touch, stroke, all of the above. Move toward the inner slope, working on giving her a little more incentive to- yes, just like that. Opening her legs little more, shifting her knees into a place that seemed like it might be a little more comfortable.

God, so gorgeous. So many things he wanted to do for her, all at once or one after the other. Couldn’t let her think he was too predictable though, so he moved upward, lips finding her stomach, getting one arm around to help hold her up when she arched her back underneath that. She slipped her hand back to his neck - man, he liked that. His neck, and then his shoulder, like she was making sure to keep him close. Simon liked that too, even if he had no plans of going anywhere at all. The brush of her fingers was warm, and soft, and inviting. Kind of like…

…yeah, not going to tease any longer. Well, not quite so much teasing. With his free hand, he slid back up her thigh, finding her quim. Feeling her legs part a little more, give him a little room to press in closer, pull her to him with just a little more pressure on her back. Not quite enough to pull her from the bed, attractive though that thought kind of was, just kind of going with the signals she was giving, and with his own desire to get closer, the better to explore everything about the amazing soft warmth between her legs.

Touch it. Stroke it unhurriedly, rubbing little circles, traveling slowly upward, till he reached-

“Ohhhh,” Ali breathed out, in a fluttering kind of sound that made his blood heat up all over again, all by itself.

Yeah. Found it. Stopping there for another few moments, brushing his fingertip back and forth over the sensitive point. Enjoying her reaction - the way her stomach muscles tensed beneath his lips, the little ways she moved. Everything, really. Absolutely everything about this woman was perfect.

“Right there. My whole body just kinda wants to shatter when you do that.”

She meant the good kind of shattering, didn’t she? Still, this time Simon didn’t bother with teasing. He just lifted his head, looking upward, and offered Ali a wink as warning, before ducking down and letting his tongue take over that same sensitive spot. Darting, flicking little movements to start (teasing just a little after all), then with a firmer touch, a little more pressure.

Withdrawing his hand, fingertips running down the back of her thigh, all the way down to the pit of her knee, suggesting another little rearrangement that might be more comfortable. And just because he really could not get enough of touching her skin.

So smooth. So warm. So soft. And god, she even tasted fantastic. A little firmer now, again, making the circles of his tongue a little wider, and just a little faster. Definitely even more fun than teasing.
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There. God, yeah...right there.

Gentle, sure fingers sliding between her thighs, light touches that made her head spin and her breath catch and then totally vanish all at once. Had her shifting closer, his hand at her back still helping her keep her balance. Also helping her not tip off the edge of the bed, though that had a kinda appeal all it's own right now. Just getting him closer, that was so amazingly appealing.

But there, as his fingers moved up and found that precise spot...that just felt like she was gonna shatter. All of her break apart into little pieces, because it felt absolutely amazing. Left her breathless and without a single thought she could keep in her head as her stomach muscles drew tight.

Did he know he was doing that? How incredible it was? How much she absolutely wanted him to?

If he didn't, he totally should and Ali tried to find the breath to tell him, fingers curled over the back of his neck, running along the smooth skin of his shoulder as Simon looked up at her again. Sent her heart racing even more as he winked and she laughed softly. Completely breathlessly, anticipation coiling in her belly as his head dipped down again and-god.

Oh, god...the press of his tongue, touching and teasing with little flicks that she felt all the way to the tips of her toes, then not quite so teasing at all anymore and it totally wouldn't have surprised her even a little if she actually had shattered like a piece of cracked crystal. Good didn't even start to describe that.

Ali wasn't sure there was a way to describe exactly how amazing that felt. Not until she had some kinda use of her brain again at least, but yeah. Didn't think that was gonna happen soon. Not even two thoughts to rub together right now, except for how completely and utterly fantastic that felt. All of it. His mouth and his hands and the way it pulled a soft, low moan out of her.

Made her shift her hips because there was absolutely no way she could not move a little. Made her shiver, muscles in her thighs tensing along with the rest as his fingers made a light, tantalizing trail from her thigh to the back of her knee. Another shift, rearranging herself again without even having to think about it. Which was definitely good, because thinking was not even close to happening right now.

Uncurling her legs the rest of the way, moving them wider apart as she leaned back slightly, the better to breathe. Or at least try to. Maybe, yeah, the better to not fall off the bed, too, but logistics weren't necessarily a thing right now. Fingers tightening on his shoulder, sliding up to thread through his hair again.

Just wanting to touch him as much as she could. Wanting him as close as she could get him. God, just wanted him. In every single way she could manage to think of. For a mostly non-working brain, it was coming up with a lotta ways, actually.

"Seriously, do you have any idea how fantastic that feels?" Ali murmured, still trying to catch her breath, then totally losing her place and any progress she might've made when she had to kinda pause for another little gasp that was more like losing her breath all over again than actually catching it. Her body just wanted to light up brighter and brighter as another electric shiver ran down her spine. Centered between her legs and just kinda moved in there to stay.

Simon, he was definitely gonna be addictive, but that idea, yeah. That actually felt pretty fantastic, too.
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People who hadn’t heard a beautiful woman laugh as you moved to put your mouth between her legs didn’t know what they were missing.

No, really. They were missing out. Simon was newly, but entirely sure of this particular fact as he ducked downward, the exceedingly pleasant timbre of Ali’s laughter dancing in the air. That was… fantastic. Utterly fantastic. He might have told her as much if his tongue hadn’t had other, far more pressing business to attend to right now.

Well, teasing, first. Skimming back and forth first. Then getting on to the pressing part after that, working with a little more pressure till he felt, then heard, the very enjoyable moan it was drawing out of her. Forget the laughter (well, no. Not forgetting that, he was never going to forget that), but that moan was definitely the most attractive thing he’d ever heard, and he really, really wouldn’t mind spending the rest of forever finding new ways to give her the opportunity to let him hear that again.

He could tell already, there was no way he was ever going to get enough of this. Of tasting her. Touching her, letting his fingers run down the back of her leg, greedy for the feel of her skin. God, she was so amazingly, fantastically smooth. Couldn’t get enough of that either. Couldn’t get enough of her, and this definitely felt like the time to make that a little easier, with a little more rearrangement.

Ali moved to do just that. God, and the way she moved, slipping her legs around, thighs parting further, around him as he moved in just a little closer still. Arching her back, leaning back further. Maybe he could let her lie back all the way on the bed, and give himself another free hand to work with, but… no… he liked the way it felt to be holding her, just his finger tips free to tap a rippling tattoo across the warm skin of her back. And he really, really liked the way she was touching him, one hand curling in his hair, the other digging lightly into his shoulder while he slid his tongue, and pressed, then tightened his lips and sucked, just a little at her clit.

No, he liked holding her. He liked her holding him. It felt closer that way, and Simon wanted to be as close as possible to this amazing, fantastic, utterly wonderful woman who’d invited him into her life for tonight.

“Seriously, do you have any idea how fantastic that feels?" Ali murmured, breathlessly from somewhere above him. Simon smiled in the midst of his work, pushed his tongue a little harder against her, stroking the back of her thigh again with his finger tips. She gasped; definitely going to have to do that again.

First though, tiny little pause here, so he could break away long enough to look up at her, grinning wide with eyes twinkling. “Maybe a little,” he admitted, because he hoped it was. He hoped it was something like the way she’d just been making him feel not very long ago, because that had been exactly as fantastic as he wanted this to be for her. And because he liked hearing her talk (or laugh, or moan, or gasp, all of those things were good), before he got back to tasting her, Simon added (maybe a little breathlessly himself), “Tell me.”

He found that spot again, using tongue and lips in whatever combinations he could think of to make up for taking that little break. Then drew his hand back up from her thigh, and ran his fingertips over her quim, stroking its folds, before slipping two fingers just inside. Twisting just a little, crossing over, moving and stretching in a gentle counterpoint rhythm to follow his mouth, but trusting her to tell him exactly what she wanted, if she had any particular ideas in mind.

Or maybe just because he liked to hear her speaking.
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Dark, soft strands of hair sliding over her fingertips. Warm skin under her palm. Simon's hand at her back, strong and steady and gentle. As totally aware of that as she was was the feel of his mouth, his tongue pressing and teasing and driving her completely out of her mind.

All of it mixing together into something utterly and completely fantastic. Each point of connection it's own spark, lighting behind her eyes like the glittering lights Ali could make with her own powers. Right now, maybe brighter. Enough to blind even her and take her breath totally away, leaving her gasping for air.

Upward spiraling pressure and heat and god, what he was doing with his tongue, and his lips. All she could do was gasp, shiver a little at the light brush of his fingers along the back of her thigh. That light tickle of sensation that made her body feel amazing things and absolutely want more of those things. More of him.

Oh god, did he have even a little idea how completely fantastic that felt? If he didn't he absolutely, positively needed to. It was more than compliment worthy and, like she'd said, feedback was always a good thing. Kinda thought he might feel that way, too.

There was a little pause in what he was doing that her body kinda protested, just because. But one look at him grinning up at her from between her outspread legs, that look in his eyes, and Ali was reminded all over again (even if she hadn't forgotten even for a second) that he really was just the hottest man she'd ever seen in her life.

“Maybe a little,” he admitted, and she smiled right back at him, wondering if you could actually smile breathlessly, too. Since she was pretty sure, if you could, that was definitely what was happening here. God, yeah, wanted him like crazy and definitely in ways she didn't have any words at all for right now. “Tell me.”

Mmmm...that was something she could absolutely do, but there was a minor delay as Simon bent his head again and mouth and tongue finding her clit again. Making her hips jerk and making that heat flare higher. Brighter. More intense as it spread over her stomach and her breasts.

"Electric," Ali breathed out, back arching a little more and hand stroking along his arm, then back up again. Slowly letting her fingers follow the contours. "Hot," she added, and there was totally gonna be more but the words scattered and flew outta her head as his fingers slid inside her. God. Just...god.

Wanted that. The way he was touching her and making her body move. Instinct and need, as her whole body felt like it went tense, muscles pulling tight. Hips rolling just a little, experimentally, to see how that felt and it felt kinda like the most amazing thing ever.

"Like music makes me feel," she managed, still definitely breathless, but oxygen? Overrated. And, yeah, that probably wouldn't make a lotta sense, would it? Since she'd never met anybody else that actually seemed to feel sound, especially music, the same way she did. Like something physical that she could touch, and that could touch back. "Like a full house at Carnegie Hall," Ali added, lips curving into a smile and eyes heavy lidded as she peered down at him. Wondered if he'd been there that night, for that charity concert, but couldn't remember...well, much of anything. Kinda a surprise she remembered her own name right now as she slid her fingers through his hair again, for the way it felt against her fingers. Like soft, dark silk. "Slipping under my skin and building and building. Overwhelming, almost, but in the absolutely best way you can imagine. So good, I kinda never want it to stop."

It would, it kinda had to. Only so far that could go before there had to be some kinda release and, oh god, yeah, she wanted that, too. Not yet, though. Soon, because she could feel it building, pushing her toward that, but not quite yet. Definitely too good not to hang on a little longer.
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Did he know how good that felt?

Maybe a little, because he wanted to think that it was feeling every bit as good as she’d made him feel, but Simon kinda wanted her to tell him anyway. Mostly just to hear her voice; he loved listening to her speak (or laugh. or moan.), so maybe she could have just spoken about anything at all. But this… he would very much like. A lot.

And as for him… well, he’d get back to doing everything he could to make her keep having the feeling of fantastic to talk about. Mouth at her clit, feeling her hips jerk a little as his tongue reclaimed that perfect spot and upping his pace just a little.

“Electric,” she breathed.

Oh, good word. He liked that word. Liked her touch on his arm, the way she seemed to be working down the line of a bicep. Liked the feeling of her incredibly smooth skin under his finger tips as he ran his hand back up her inner thigh.

“Hot,” she added, and then he slipped his fingers inside her and there were no more words for a little while, but that was absolutely, absolutely more than okay, as long as she was enjoying it. He was pretty sure she was enjoying it; he could feel the way her whole body went gorgeously taut. Arching under him. Rolling into him. God, yes. Hot was absolutely the right word. Hot. Delicious. Erotic like heaven (he’d never really thought there was all that much attractive about hell).

“Like music makes me feel,” she told him, her voice warm, and breathless. Simon grinned a little harder into what he was doing, tongue still moving rhythmically, but he pressed a little tighter the fingers he had still supporting her back, while sliding the others a little deeper inside her. Like music? He’d heard her sing; making anybody who sang the way she did, with the kind of joy she’d been radiating while she did it, feel the same way music felt… that had to be a good thing.

“Like a full house at Carnegie Hall," Ali added. Without stopping what he was doing, with his mouth or his fingers, Simon opened his eyes to look up toward her face, and got rewarded by the sight of the most gorgeous smile he’d ever seen looking back down at him. God. God, she was gorgeous. Carnegie Hall? Up on stage, in the center of everything? Oh yeah.

That kind of had him wondering… hmm… he definitely could do it. Would it be too odd? Too much out of the moment?

“Slipping under my skin and building and building. Overwhelming, almost, but in the absolutely best way you can imagine. So good, I kinda never want it to stop.”

It definitely did not have to stop. But those words, or maybe the maddening goodness of the way it felt when she ran her fingers through her hair made Simon’s mind up for him. He was going to do it.

Quickly shifting the hand he had at her back down to where it would be easier to do this, and with not much more warning than that, Simon lifted her into the air, doing what he could not to take his mouth from her clit from any longer than he absolutely needed to. Raising her above his face one-handed, palm shifting around to cup her ass, but totally steadily, because she weighed almost nothing. Or she might as well have weighed almost nothing; holding her up was not going to be a problem here. He was a little out of hands, but he did what he could to make it easier for her to get her legs over his shoulders. Definitely did not need her to worry about keeping herself in place, but that might be a little more comfortable all the same.

There. Did she like that? He hoped she liked it. It might not be flying, but it was the nearest approximation to weightless he could manage easily in a room this size. And flying had always been the nearest thing he’d come to the rush of being on stage, knowing you were in the moment and were bringing your audience along with you, eating out of the palm of your hand.

Though in this case, that was more his part in all of this, and without wasting another second, Simon tilted his head back a little more, for a slightly better angle, and got back to letting his fingers and his mouth speak for him.
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Electric. Definitely electric, every time and every single way Simon touched her. Hot. So amazingly, completely hot. Him, this. That, the way his fingers slid inside her, stealing away all her words for a few seconds because that felt way, way too fantastic to be able to think about actual words. At least ones that would make any kinda sense at all.

So minor pause to feel that. Everywhere. From the tips of her fingers to the tips of her toes. Gentle friction that made her whole body go tense. Yeah, hot. So completely, perfectly hot. Heat that built up and up, made her restless. Hungry for more as her hips rolled and she gasped in a short, sharp breath.

Like music. The way he touched her, the sound of his voice, this - definitely all of this - it made her feel the way music made her feel. Okay, maybe that wouldn't make a lot of sense to anybody without her power set. She'd never met anyone else who actually felt music, or sound but especially music, that way. No just aural but totally and completely physical. Just the same as the firmer press of his hand at her back was physical. Warm. Amazing.

Carnegie Hall with a packed house amazing. Maybe even topping that when you added in the way he was looking up at her, sending another of those warm shivers of utter and complete pleasure rippling through her whole body. Driving her crazy with the way he was just looking at her, and touching her, enjoying himself while he made her go totally out of her mind in the best, most pleasurable way utterly possible.

He was, wasn't he? Was there anything on earth sexier than that ever?

Somewhere over on the other side of the room, there was music still playing but for once that was something Ali barely noticed. All her attention was on, you know, breathing and trying to remember words and, god, the way he was touching her, inside and out. With mouth and tongue and fingers until it all just kind merged into on fantastic, almost overwhelming sensation. That was like music, too. The way it slid under her skin, built up and up. So completely, unimaginably good and amazing and a few dozen other adjectives that she knew existed but couldn't remember right now that she never wanted it to stop.

Even if it kinda always had to, one way or another, but that was a whole other kind of beyond good, too.

Her hips rolled again, breath coming in quick, soft gasps of air and she didn't even have a clue what he was up to until she was lifted off the bed. Definitely new and unexpected, because she wasn't exactly a size person people just picked up and moved around on a whim, even after all her time in Marysville.

Except Simon totally could, couldn't he? He was so completely gentle and careful, she totally forgot how actually super-humanly strong he really was. It was absolutely and utterly fantastic, and Ali let out a soft, still breathless because there as just no help for that right now, laugh of sheer delight as he lifted her up higher.

And...okay, that was...god, no words for how that felt. Incredible, they'd start there as she slid her legs over his shoulders (she'd been a dancer and a skater and she was still pretty agile and coordinated when she needed to be, though concentration was enough of an issue right now it was probably good she didn't need to manage anything too complicated), totally trusting him not to drop her, because she already knew he wouldn't. Lost her breath all over again at the feeling of almost weightlessness. Almost like flying, or floating.

Tilting her head to look down at him, Ali smiled again. Or some more. Or whatever. She wasn't sure she ever actually stopped smiling when he was nearby. Definitely not when he was this close or, Ohhhh...god, doing that. Fingers sliding inside of her again and mouth going back to her clit and making her hips want to buck all over again.

Another short pause for a moan she couldn't hold back and didn't even consider trying to. Glowing that much brighter again for a few seconds, because it felt just that amazingly, erotically, control stealing good, before she managed to pull it back in (possibly blinding him during sex, not a great way to say thanks), fingers sliding into that soft, dark hair of his again as the easiest thing she could reach. Totally wanted that contact, any more contact she could get, with him.

"You are one of a kind," she told him, voice low and smoky and breathless. Totally in tune with how she felt. All of that and a million more things as she closed her eyes again, gave up trying to breathe and just moved instead. Gently, following whatever rhythm he was setting up there. "Entirely and perfectly amazing. You just light me up all over."

Literally and any other way he wanted to take that. And she'd absolutely try to explain it better if he wanted. Once, you know, she could remember all the words she knew again. But this, god, this might just the be the hottest, most erotic thing ever.
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There was that laugh again!

It was bright, silvery, and happy; definitely what Simon wanted to hear as a reaction to his new experiment. She liked it, right? It was that kind of laugh, and so he put any thought of seconds thoughts out of his head, and followed the whim all the way through, lifting her up and over his head, resting on one hand.

She made it easy, nimbly slipping slender legs over his shoulders, but letting him carry her weight (what there was of it) on his palm. Trusting that he had her without the slightest hesitation. God, she didn’t know how amazingly good it felt to know that, did she? Not because there was even the slightest bit of doubt that he could do it, but that was intellectual, and this… this was something she’d done automatically, and to Simon, that felt like just about the biggest compliment he could have gotten.

Not that he planned to stop to think about that right now, really. Not when he had her just where he wanted her - well, okay, one slight extra adjustment there, tilting his head back just a little more, and catching a glimpse of the smile she was wearing before her utterly fantastic, gorgeous, delicious quim took all of his attention again.

Circling the tip of his tongue over her clit, then flattening it out, pressing a little harder, a little more rhythmically while he slid his fingers back inside her, pressing upward. Heard her moan, and liked the sound of that so much he had to open his eyes again, then was very, very glad he had. She was glowing. No, beyond glowing - like neon lights in the shape of goddess. Bright enough that maybe it was a good thing he had ionic energy for eyes, but Simon wasn’t even thinking about that. She was, without a doubt, the most gorgeous thing he’d ever seen.

He closed his eyes again - he wanted to remember how that had looked forever - and found a rhythm again that she seemed to like, if the fingers running like heaven through his hair were anything to go by. Adding a little suction at her clit, a little more pressure from inside her with his fingers, stroking where he hoped she liked it.

“You are one of a kind," she told him, voice low, like silk and brandy, the kind that probably didn’t even exist in this country any more. Moving her hips against him - he adjusted slightly, following the guide of her movements - still totally trusting him to keep her from tumbling from her perch, while she gave herself up to the business of enjoying it.

God. God, he… god. She was perfect.

"Entirely and perfectly amazing. You just light me up all over.”

He was definitely sure that was her. That all of this, everything that was good and right, all of that right now was coming from her. The way she tasted, the way she felt, the slight weight of her , the way the curve of her ass fitted exactly in his palm. Everything he was doing, with his mouth and his hands, (more of those would have been a good thing now though, because the only drawback here was that he couldn’t touch her everywhere at once), that was just hoping to do exactly that.

Light her up. Make her happy. Make her glow, like she was made of light. Anything, anything at all that she wanted, he wanted to try to give that to her.
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Lit up.

That was exactly how Simon made her feel. Inside and out. Completely breathless as heat and tension pooled. Moved through her chest, her diaphragm, into her belly and settled between her legs. Pulsed brighter, more intense, with every pull of his mouth and glide of his fingers.

Kinda had to make sure that wasn't a literal thing, because it totally felt like it might be. Yeah, okay, it definitely was for a few seconds there, but Ali managed to pull that back in. Dimmed it down to somewhere a lot closer to 'let's not make anybody go accidentally blind', even if that didn't change anything at all about the whole intense, expectant way her entire body felt right now.

That he made her feel and, god, that was so completely, amazingly....amazing. Yeah, okay, words were things that weren't happening in a lotta variety right now; limited vocabulary due to circumstances. Because thinking, not really working so much anymore.

Feeling, that was happening a lot and god...just god. He was one of a kind. Completely, entirely, perfectly amazing in a way that made her want to light up all over and pretty much did make her do exactly that. Still trying to keep it generally low key (and man, when was the last time she'd had to work at that, at least since she'd been older than fourteen or so?), but not sure she even had a setting bright enough to translate.

Sharp, vivid, intense. Shattering. That was still an excellent word. All of that, a lot more than that, too, and ooooh...god..god his mouth, right there. Hand on her ass, holding her in place and keeping her steady so that she didn't need to even think about not toppling over. Fingers pressing inside her in a way that made her lose her breath all over again at the little sparks dancing all through her body and Ali adjusted again, just enough to tell him that was the exact perfect place.

Made her want to let go and fly to pieces, but it was so absolutely incredible, yeah, definitely didn't want it to stop. Couldn't. Like the building crescendo of a symphony, pushing up and up, with every pull of his lips, press of his tongue. Every little touch and movement like separate, increasingly intense notes there was no way she wouldn't follow along with. All mixing together in a sweet, aching pressure she absolutely couldn't resist at all. Just, oh god, the way he felt, the way he made her feel.

No words. None at all, just the sensation of holding breathlessly onto that next to last note before the finale. Trembling on the edge, as she moved one hand down, silky strands of hair tickling her fingertips, to curl her finger over the back of his neck, body moving with an urgency she had zero control over. Holding there, practically gasping for air and feeling like she could absolutely lose her mind to how good that felt. Then spilling over, all at once.

"Ohhhhh..." It was more a moan than a word, or she kinda thought it was as her back and neck arched. Hard to tell when it felt like she actually was shattering into tiny little glittering pieces, swirling around in the air. Then swirling around and around some more as she rode out the orgasm that completely stole her breath and totally eclipsed everything else for a little bit. Waves of heat and light that...yeah, like music. The best music she could imagine, that was the only thing Ali could come even close to comparing that to.

It left her smiling and boneless and completely and totally satisfied as she turned that smile back to Simon. Because that? What he'd just made her feel? Deserved all the smiling she could manage ever.

"I-" she started, realized she kinda needed some more air in her lungs and had to pause for that before she started again. Still with the breathlessness, but he could do that just by looking at her, so she was getting used to it. "God-I feel like I should totally be melted into a puddle on the floor right now."

That was just the best feeling ever and, even if she knew he'd keep her off the floor (unlike every muscle in her body right now, which she was absolutely sure wouldn't do a thing to help keep her upright quite yet), after that? Definitely putty in his hands, but that wasn't anything she minded even a little.
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There? There, no doubt about it, the way Ali moved against him when he found it.

God… she was so incredibly sexy. He couldn’t get enough of it; didn’t even plan on thinking about that. Or about anything but now, and this moment, and keeping his mouth moving, and his fingers stroking, feeling the subtle shifts of tension that were gathering for her.

Hand at his neck, then at his shoulder, holding him where she needed him, while he slid his tongue that little bit faster, back and forth, pressing, till-

“Ohhhhh…” Back arching, legs taut around his shoulders, she came, rocking her hips down through the climax as Simon slowed his rhythm, letting to help her stretch every last little little piece of pleasure out of the moment, till finally she relaxed against his hands. Shifted again - he dropped one last, feather-light kiss on her clit, then tilted his head back further, catching the smile she had for him.

“Hey, Gorgeous,” he told he. Easing his fingers from between her legs, to rest lightly against her hip, and otherwise just… smiling. Smiling a lot - there was no way he couldn’t, seeing her looking at him like that.

“I-“ she started, but didn’t finish that thought just yet. Breathing? Oh yeah, he kinda got that, and he didn’t even actually have to do it. Something about it; something that was warm, and electric, almost shivering in the pit of his stomach, seeing her like this. It wasn’t just sex. It was her. It had to be her. Something about Alison Blaire, that took this, and made it over, and made it something completely… god, did he even have the word? Unforgettable.

They’d start with that.

“God-I feel like I should totally be melted into a puddle on the floor right now.”

Simon grinned a little more again, dimples flashing. “Here,” he said, shifting his grip enough to start lowering her again. “Melt on me.” Slowly, leaving a scattering of kisses over her stomach and her breasts while he brought her back down to him, dropping himself back so he was sitting on his heels, with Ali balanced on his lap, one arm around her waist, the other at her back, pulling her in just close enough to feel her breasts brushing his chest.

Just holding her, hardly moving except for the slowest brush of fingers, back and forth. Dipping his head to the base of her neck, kissing her collar bone. Nuzzling might have been closer to the right word, actually. Barely more than brushing his lips over her skin, just enjoying the warmth, and the closeness.

“You,” he murmured, voice low and husky, “are the most fantastic thing in the world.”

Absolutely just a fact that needed to be stated right now. He was perfectly convinced of it.
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Fantastic. Amazing. Completely and utterly mind-blowing. All the really excellent words Ali could think of, and a lot that she couldn't right now, to describe that feeling. The way it crashed into her, washed over her, swept her away. Played along her skin and nerves and reached deep inside her to take her breath, make her heart race. Shatter her into what felt like a spray of glittering light, then slowly pull her back together again.

Like music. Exactly like the best kind of music, when it took hold of her, became a part of her. Lifted her up and spun her around and around and then floated her back to earth again. Boneless and breathless with her head still spinning.

That was at least in the ballpark of how totally intense and completely satisfying what Simon had just made her feel was. It deserved all the smiling ever that she could direct his way. And another little shiver of pleasure that skittered along her spine when his lips brushed her clit again before he pulled away. Utterly delicious little aftershocks that didn't do a thing to help her start breathing again.

Not that she minded that at all. Not even a little. It was the absolute opposite of minding.

“Hey, Gorgeous,” he said, smiling up at her and making her heart skip several beats all over again while it was still trying to catch up with itself. God that smile of his was just the best thing ever.

Ali decided she really wanted to tell him that, along with several other things, except, yeah, trying didn't get her very far just yet. Breathing needed to happen a little more before her lungs decided to cooperate with the making of actual words beyond the one letter category.

Just looking at him, and smiling at him, and feeling that warm fluttering that seemed to set off right in the middle of her chest, totally not a hardship of any kind, though. Definitely one of a kind and, god, she just...

Felt like melting. After that, totally should be a puddle on the floor right now, it was that amazing. Probably would be, if it hadn't been for him, holding her steady. Putty in his hands, but she'd kinda known that was gonna happen, hadn't she?

There were the dimples as he grinned and, seriously, absolutely the sexiest, most appealing man ever. Bar none, and she kinda felt like she could give something at least close to an expert opinion here as her smile softened at the edges. “Here,” he said, shifting his grip enough to start lowering her again. “Melt on me.” Now, come on, how could a girl ever turn down an invite like that?

Ali knew she definitely couldn't, especially when it came with extras like those soft little kisses he planted along her body as he moved around to lower her into his lap. "I'd absolutely love to," she answered, arms circling his neck and breathing out a contented sigh. Still kinda like little sparks of electricity when her skin brushed against his, when her breasts grazed his chest. The light stroke of his fingers at her back.

Slowly, she leaned into him a little more, arching her neck slightly and tilting her head as his lips grazed her neck, along her collarbone, light, warm breath on her skin. Soft and sweet and making the world spin in an entirely different, but just as completely amazing way. Keeping her close, where she wanted to be. Couldn't imagine wanting to be anywhere else.

“You,” he murmured, voice low and husky and, man, did she love the way that sounded. The things he could do to her with just his voice, “are the most fantastic thing in the world.” Without any kinda doubt, he was just the sweetest man ever. No contest. Tender, charming in a way that was utterly unaffected.

"That is definitely a very mutual feeling, too," Ali whispered, smiling as she turned her head, pressed a kiss of her own against his neck, just under his ear. Curled in closer against him and let her fingers trail along the back of one broad shoulder. Fantastic. So many things about Simon were absolutely fantastic. "I actually feel sound, you know," she continued, lips pressing against his skin again, right at the juncture of his jaw. "The way your voice sounds? Feels unbelievably amazing."

Kinda like all the rest of him, but that? Yeah, totally wanted him to know that. Maybe not your standard compliment, but for somebody that literally felt the words and tone, it was definitely a huge bonus.
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No question about it, if there was melting that was going to be happening, Simon definitely wanted it to be happening on him. Not that he couldn’t go ahead and set Ali down to melt on the floor if that was what she wanted, but just to let her know that could other ways. He was tolerably certain that he was a better option than the floor, for one thing, and he had a feeling that smile on her face said she might see it the same way.

Sure enough, ”I’d absolutely love to," she answered as he took a little initiative and started along that way anyway, slipping her arms around his neck while he worked his way up her body in slow, open-mouthed kisses. A sigh like a little contented purr murmured in his ear, and that was just far too enticing. So was the way her breasts were just brushing against him. So was her neck, a slender, glowing arc that was just asking to be kissed. He wanted pieces of all of it, and didn’t bother with hesitating before indulging himself, letting his lips explore the smooth softness of her skin.

She was the most fantastic thing in the world. Absolute truth, and so Simon told her so, because that seemed like something someone ought to know about themselves. And because he wanted to. He liked being able to tell people what was amazing about them without making them uncomfortable. Or bored, and Ali definitely didn’t feel like she was either of those things right now. This close, wrapped up like they were right now, there would have been no way to hide that, but that was definitely not what he was feeling.

“That is definitely a very mutual feeling, too," [she] whispered, with a smile in her voice that turned into a soft, butterfly feet kiss that she pressed against the hollow by his jaw. Warm in a way that he could feel well beyond the temperature of her lips, all the way through his chest, and down to his navel.

Still occupied with tracing the lines of her neck with his lips he might be, but Simon grinned in spite of himself. It was definitely something that a person liked to hear about themselves, especially coming from a person who you most wanted it to be true for - and slid his hands a little as she shifted against him, folding them tighter around her as she snuck closer, raising a little flutter of goodness along his shoulder with the brush of her fingertips.

“I actually feel sound, you know," she continued, the words humming against his skin like she was trying to show him a little of what that might be like. “The way your voice sounds? Feels unbelievably amazing.”

Simon considered that, pulling back just enough so that he wasn’t quite in contact with the line of her collarbone anymore. “Now that-“ he said, letting the words draw themselves out slowly while he moved along that line, out toward her shoulder, still not quite touching her skin, “-is a compliment.”

Flattering, sweet, and utterly unique. Kind of a lot like Ali herself, actually. He liked it. A lot. Which was hopefully conveyed in his tone (could she feel that, too?), because rather than get caught up with that, he definitely wanted to find out more about this new development.

“You feel sound,” Simon repeated, drawing back and down a little, so the words were scattering over her skin when he spoke. Was that what she meant by feeling? “How does it work?” He glanced up briefly, then dropped a kiss at her throat, before moving his head again, out toward the other shoulder. “Everywhere? Better with bare skin?”

Because if he wasn’t being too completely literal here (possibly a risk - call it the perils of the engineering degree he hadn’t quite forgotten), this definitely seemed like it might have a lot of possibilities worthy of exploration too.
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Fantastic. Simon? Was absolutely, without any kinda doubt, completely fantastic. In every single way. He took her breath away, completely literally. So fantastic, that was a feeling that was definitely a mutual one.

One of a kind, Ali decided all over again as she pressed her lip there, just next to his jaw. Wanting to melt all over again at the way his moved along the curve of her neck, sending little sparks dancing all over every single little bit of contact and then spreading out. Making the room and the world and anything that was the way that felt right now kinda fuzz out at the edges.

What else could she do, or could she possibly even want to do, but shift just a little and curl in closer? Definitely liking the way his hands slid and adjusted, tightening while her fingers brushed along his skin, tracing the line of one broad shoulder. Close. Absolutely liking that, too.

And his voice, that low, husky murmur he had going there. What was not to like there? Especially when she could feel that, under her skin. And it felt unbelievably amazing. Sexy, warm, all the good words that she could think of, if her brain wasn't a little fuzzy at the edges, too.

Maybe not the most conventional compliment ever, Ali decided as she felt him pull back just a little, but totally true. If he thought it was kinda a weird thing to throw out there, well, he so wouldn't be the first. Totally his fault, anyway, for fogging her brain all up that way in the absolutely most amazing way possible.

“Now that-“ he said, and she was kinda expecting the next ones to be 'is the weirdest thing I've ever heard' (since, yeah, figured out a long time ago that's the general reaction that came with her saying that kinda thing), but the way he was doing that, drawing the words out and practically breathing them into her skin? Definitely worth any minor awkwardness over 'Ali says the strangest things sometimes', “-is a compliment.”

Perfect. Had she mentioned how totally and entirely perfect he was? If not in the last five minutes or so, she should really see about fixing that. "And a very true one," she murmured with a smile, lips pressing lightly to his neck. Way too tempting to resist and she'd never been great with the resisting to begin with.

“You feel sound,” Simon repeated, drawing back and down a little, so the words were scattering over her skin when he spoke. Each one a little point of energy that, if she actually let herself notice it, Ali could feel like tiny, sparkling raindrops pattering over her skin. "How does it work?" He glanced up briefly, then dropped a kiss at her throat then along her shoulder that kinda distracted her briefly from the words on the tip of her tongue. "Everywhere? Better with bare skin?” Which sounded like actual interest, instead of just a polite 'Huh, how about that, powers can be really crazy sometimes' sorta thing.

Which sorta meant she needed to pull the drifting thoughts in her head together. For, you know, coherence and understandable answers. "Mmm-hmmm," she answered, which yeah, wasn't exactly words but they probably were at least headed to understandable-ish. "Everywhere." See, totally an actual word. "All the time, but definitely better with bare skin." Ali kinda grinned, because it was called for and she couldn't help it. "But, you know, most everything kinda is."

Mini-pause to tighten her arm around his neck just a little, getting just that much closer still, kinda proving her point a little about bare skin. Then another to drop her head briefly, press her lips there to the smooth, warm skin at the juncture of his shoulder. Also to kind give her brain a couple seconds to semi-boot itself up. Since she was gonna need...at least a couple Hank-type words for the rest. If she could manage to find them.

"Transducer," she came up with, and hey, there was one. Excellent. "I'm totally a walking, singing transducer." Sound to light, that was her. "So I hear it, but it's more than that. Like...waves of energy, sliding under my skin, swirling all around, seeping in everywhere." Turning her head to look over at him, the former singer and current walking light show tried to gauge if that made any kinda sense. "Some sounds definitely feel better than others," she added, a little thoughtfully, fingers tracing a slow path back in along his shoulder, then down down the middle of his back. "Music, because it's all these amazing cascades and synchronized layers of energy." Also, because it was music and it was just entirely awesome.

And his voice, low and husky like that? Because if sex was a sound, that'd totally be it.
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The way his voice sounded, that felt unbelievably amazing?

Simon would definitely have to admit that he had no real idea how to put that in a frame of reference of anything he’d ever experience - he liked to think his voice was pretty good, as far as things went, especially since he worked to keep away any bits of the Shore that had ever tried to keep in there, but ‘feel’ was a new one - but he did know a compliment when he heard one.

That was a compliment. An excellent one (the adjectives told him so, even if he might not have the experience to translate the verbs), and even better, an awesomely unique one.

"And a very true one,” Ali added, murmuring the word against his neck. She really was completely irresistible. And her voice made him feel unbelievably amazing, but given the way she’d said it, and the small amount he knew about her powers, Simon didn’t really think that was how Ali meant it.

She felt sound. Through her skin, like someone was touching her? Working with that guess, Simon let his mouth drift across her body as he murmured that idea aloud, wondering if she could feel that like a brush of fingertips. Or… no, he could find out more and keep testing this theory at the same time, couldn’t he? Ask her how it worked - then kiss her throat, because he could feel that too, and her skin definitely felt amazing, but moving again, trying to follow this line of enquiry wherever he could take it.

Did it work everywhere? Was it better on bare skin? Only the start of his questions, but they’d do for now, because he probably should let her answer one, huh?

“Mmm-hmmm,” she answered, “Everywhere.” God, that was sexy. Feel sound he might not, but apparently his cock definitely had a direct line from his ears, because he knew already, he was never, ever going to get tired of hearing her speak like that. ”All the time, but definitely better with bare skin.”

Well, when she put it that way…

“But, you know, most everything kinda is.”

Yeah, that. Exactly that. “Too true,” Simon agreed, directing the words over her breast. Right now, he thought he’d pretty happily agree to never wear clothes again. Especially because Ali was moving, arm pressing against his neck as she rearranged herself to be even closer. God, that was hot. Was that feeling sound? No, just the warmth of her breath on his skin, but that was more than enough for him.

“Transducer,” she said then. Not exactly normal dirty talk, but hey, maybe he was an engineer at heart after all. That was definitely hot, especially in the breathless voice she said it. Screenwriters should be taking note.


“I’m totally a walking, singing transducer.” Oh! Right, she was explaining. He knew that. Really he did. Which was still completely hot, actually. “So I hear it, but it's more than that. Like...waves of energy, sliding under my skin, swirling all around, seeping in everywhere.”

“Hmmm…” Simon considered this with a low murmur, letting his fingers drift over her back too, because it was a little harder to reach that by speaking, and he liked to think that it helped him think. Transducer… because it became light energy, yes. But she wasn’t glowing all the time, with every sound. Well, right now she was, but she hadn’t been so much before this, even in the middle of the party, with the music, and everyone trying to speak over top of it to be heard. “Then you store it,” he added, thinking out loud.

“Some sounds definitely feel better than others," she added, a little thoughtfully, fingers tracing a slow path back in along his shoulder, then down down the middle of his back. The same way that some touches - like that touch - felt better than others, he was guessing. “Music, because it's all these amazing cascades and synchronized layers of energy.”

Mannnnn. All of that, and this utterly, mind-blowingly fantastic music-lover and performer thought that his voice was amazing to feel? He had definitely not realized just how that compliment really rated.

“That’s amazing,” Simon said with complete sincerity, forgetting his experiments with speaking over her skin for a moment because he really wanted to look her in the eye when he said that. “I can only imagine.” Sort of, anyway. Okay, kind of imagine, he should really admit that. “And I don’t think I’ve taken enough psychedelics to really do that,” he qualified, then dropped his gaze again, humming over the first couple of lines of melody from You’re the One that I Want, because it was the first piece of music that fell into his head.

She felt sound. Everywhere. Like her whole body was a microphone… well, he still remembered just enough to have at least a dozen follow-up questions to that, but maybe he should just start with one, huh? “What’s your effective bandwidth?” Wait, did that just blow ever last bit of ‘no really, I’m an amazing cool actor, not a big dork’ out of the water? Ah well. He kinda really wanted to know anyway. “I mean, are we talking normal human range? Or you get ultrasonics?”

Not that he could think of an immediate use for that knowledge… but yeah. Still definitely wanted to know.
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