“You did say I was intoxicating,” she teased. “I don’t know how you can smell all those things about me; I’m surprised your nose isn’t overloaded by chemical sakura and apricots.” Purposefully, she relinked her arms around his waist, putting her hands in his back pockets.
He chuckled a bit then gave a little shrug. “I don’t like those smells and they can get a little strong but I can generally ‘tune them out’.”
He paused a moment then pressed his hips into hers experimentally. He wasn’t forceful, it was more of him seeing what he was allowed to do.
Summer giggled and squeezed his butt, then pushed up on her toes. “More kisses,” she demanded, not quite able to reach his mouth without pulling down his head.
Victor’s eyebrows went up in surprise a little when she squeezed his butt. He bent his head again, teasing her by kissing the corner of her mouth again before continuing down and kissing her clavicle. His tongue darted out occasionally then he grunted and pulled back for a quick second. He looked around and eyed the couch. Quickly he picked her up then laid her down on the couch. Victor lifted her shirt to expose just a few inches of her belly then kissed it before going back up to her chest. He paused a beat then, his breath starting to quicken and he looked her in the eyes, his own were warm and burning and black hair framed his face a little.
She squeaked when he picked her up, “Hey!”, and then had to hang on or possibly get dropped. “Victor! Those are not the kisses I asked for.” She stopped, looking at him, and her expression went soft. “I’m not telling you no,” she murmured, “but there really is no hurry.” Summer lifted a hand, twisting his hair between her fingers. “You’re gorgeous.”
“You did say I was intoxicating,” she teased. “I don’t know how you can smell all those things about me; I’m surprised your nose isn’t overloaded by chemical sakura and apricots.” Purposefully, she relinked her arms around his waist, putting her hands in his back pockets.
He chuckled a bit then gave a little shrug. “I don’t like those smells and they can get a little strong but I can generally ‘tune them out’.”
He paused a moment then pressed his hips into hers experimentally. He wasn’t forceful, it was more of him seeing what he was allowed to do.
Summer giggled and squeezed his butt, then pushed up on her toes. “More kisses,” she demanded, not quite able to reach his mouth without pulling down his head.
“Ohhh, trying flattery now? Victor, darling,” she drawled, exaggerating her southern accent as hard as possible, “if I didn’t know better I would think you only wanted to sleep with me.” She had to press her lips together to keep from smiling, but the crinkles around her eyes gave her away.
He hummed and smiled at her accent, thinking it was sexy. “I’m a firm believer that actions speak louder than words, so I’m acting.” Victor noticed the crinkles around her eyes and knew she was trying to hold back her smile. He searched her face before he leaned in hesitantly then kissed her on her lips. It wasn’t like his previous teasing kisses, this one was sensual yet tender. He knew she could feel his emotions and poured all of his caring, tenderness and desire that he could into the kiss.
‘Oh, gods, he’s cheating,’ was all Summer could think when Victor kissed her. A kiss was glorious enough; she loved being kissed, but to also be overwhelmed by his emotions at the same time? She thought she might drown. Gently she settled her arms around his neck, returning his kiss with interest.
He hummed again in pleasure when she returned the kiss. Victor deepened the kiss, leaned against her some more then jerked in surprise as he realized he was getting more than a little aroused.
Summer blinked, sliding out of the sensual haze. “Victor? You okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine love…I-I uh, I’m just a bit sensitive is all,” he said, a small blush coloring his cheeks before he dipped back, cupping the back of her head and kissing the corner of her lips. “I just didn’t realize how excited I was.” The embarrassment at his previous reaction leaking into his voice.
“You did say I was intoxicating,” she teased. “I don’t know how you can smell all those things about me; I’m surprised your nose isn’t overloaded by chemical sakura and apricots.” Purposefully, she relinked her arms around his waist, putting her hands in his back pockets.
“Ohhh, trying flattery now? Victor, darling,” she drawled, exaggerating her southern accent as hard as possible, “if I didn’t know better I would think you only wanted to sleep with me.” She had to press her lips together to keep from smiling, but the crinkles around her eyes gave her away.
He hummed and smiled at her accent, thinking it was sexy. “I’m a firm believer that actions speak louder than words, so I’m acting.” Victor noticed the crinkles around her eyes and knew she was trying to hold back her smile. He searched her face before he leaned in hesitantly then kissed her on her lips. It wasn’t like his previous teasing kisses, this one was sensual yet tender. He knew she could feel his emotions and poured all of his caring, tenderness and desire that he could into the kiss.
‘Oh, gods, he’s cheating,’ was all Summer could think when Victor kissed her. A kiss was glorious enough; she loved being kissed, but to also be overwhelmed by his emotions at the same time? She thought she might drown. Gently she settled her arms around his neck, returning his kiss with interest.
He hummed again in pleasure when she returned the kiss. Victor deepened the kiss, leaned against her some more then jerked in surprise as he realized he was getting more than a little aroused.
Summer blinked, sliding out of the sensual haze. “Victor? You okay?”
“Ohhh, trying flattery now? Victor, darling,” she drawled, exaggerating her southern accent as hard as possible, “if I didn’t know better I would think you only wanted to sleep with me.” She had to press her lips together to keep from smiling, but the crinkles around her eyes gave her away.
He hummed and smiled at her accent, thinking it was sexy. “I’m a firm believer that actions speak louder than words, so I’m acting.” Victor noticed the crinkles around her eyes and knew she was trying to hold back her smile. He searched her face before he leaned in hesitantly then kissed her on her lips. It wasn’t like his previous teasing kisses, this one was sensual yet tender. He knew she could feel his emotions and poured all of his caring, tenderness and desire that he could into the kiss.
‘Oh, gods, he’s cheating,’ was all Summer could think when Victor kissed her. A kiss was glorious enough; she loved being kissed, but to also be overwhelmed by his emotions at the same time? She thought she might drown. Gently she settled her arms around his neck, returning his kiss with interest.
Victor followed her closely past the gate and stood directly behind Summer and breathed into her neck. “I’d love for you to show me, Summer.”
“Greedy,” she riposted easily. “Have a little patience.” Grinning, she pushed up on her toes just enough to whack Victor on the chin. “I’m not a headrest, darlin’.”
Victor grunted in surprise. “Oi!” He feigned hurt and mock glared at her. “That was entirely uncalled for love.” He rubbed his chin a little, further playing up the drama. After a little bit he gave up and pouted for a moment, looking very much like a puppy.”
His expression turned into something just a tad more serious for a moment as he looked around at his surroundings. “I can be patient….when I want to be.” He added before cocking his head. “Have you lived here long?”
“Six or eight years … I’d have to stop and think about it. Why?” Turning around and shutting the door behind him, Summer smiled up at Victor. “It’s not much of a place, but it’s mine.”
Victor nodded, shrugged then smiled down at her. “I was just curious. In the past I haven’t really stayed in one place for more than a year or two.” He gave another shrug then took her hand in his. “It’s a nice place love.” Victor looked around him some more, the apartment really did have a nice feel to it. He looked at her then, wondering what she all had in mind.
“Maybe you’ll be able to stay for a while in the city.” A quick spin had Victor’s arm wrapped around her. “So where were we? Oh, right,” Summer winked. “You were trying to freeze me to death.”
“That’s the plan love.”
He laughed at her words a bit then bent his head to resume what he had been doing at the park. He breathed her in and smiled against her skin as he kissed his way over her shoulder, to her neck where he let his tongue flick out a bit. Victor turned her so that she was facing him, continuing his attention to her neck before moving to her jaw. “You have the most intoxicating scent, Summer,” he whispered against her skin.
She had to tip her head back, rocking a little and trusting him to hold her. “Hmmm, how is that? If you say anything that reminds me of Twilight … ” The shiver induced by his mouth below her ear interrupted the end of her sentence.
Victor growled low in his throat. “Trust me, I don’t sparkle and I am most definitely not going to treat you as if you were made of glass.”
Pleased by her shiver, Victor focused his attention to that one spot. He alternated between licking and grazing his teeth gently, so as not to pierce the skin, at the area below her ear. He moved his hands to her hips and turned them so that her back was against the wall. He was definitely aroused as he nipped at her but he forced himself to pull back for a moment and look at her. “You’re honest, you’re sexy, you’re confident and you’re kind. Your scent tells me about who you are. And you are intoxicating.”
“Ohhh, trying flattery now? Victor, darling,” she drawled, exaggerating her southern accent as hard as possible, “if I didn’t know better I would think you only wanted to sleep with me.” She had to press her lips together to keep from smiling, but the crinkles around her eyes gave her away.
Victor followed her closely past the gate and stood directly behind Summer and breathed into her neck. “I’d love for you to show me, Summer.”
“Greedy,” she riposted easily. “Have a little patience.” Grinning, she pushed up on her toes just enough to whack Victor on the chin. “I’m not a headrest, darlin’.”
Victor grunted in surprise. “Oi!” He feigned hurt and mock glared at her. “That was entirely uncalled for love.” He rubbed his chin a little, further playing up the drama. After a little bit he gave up and pouted for a moment, looking very much like a puppy.”
His expression turned into something just a tad more serious for a moment as he looked around at his surroundings. “I can be patient….when I want to be.” He added before cocking his head. “Have you lived here long?”
“Six or eight years … I’d have to stop and think about it. Why?” Turning around and shutting the door behind him, Summer smiled up at Victor. “It’s not much of a place, but it’s mine.”
Victor nodded, shrugged then smiled down at her. “I was just curious. In the past I haven’t really stayed in one place for more than a year or two.” He gave another shrug then took her hand in his. “It’s a nice place love.” Victor looked around him some more, the apartment really did have a nice feel to it. He looked at her then, wondering what she all had in mind.
“Maybe you’ll be able to stay for a while in the city.” A quick spin had Victor’s arm wrapped around her. “So where were we? Oh, right,” Summer winked. “You were trying to freeze me to death.”
“That’s the plan love.”
He laughed at her words a bit then bent his head to resume what he had been doing at the park. He breathed her in and smiled against her skin as he kissed his way over her shoulder, to her neck where he let his tongue flick out a bit. Victor turned her so that she was facing him, continuing his attention to her neck before moving to her jaw. “You have the most intoxicating scent, Summer,” he whispered against her skin.
She had to tip her head back, rocking a little and trusting him to hold her. “Hmmm, how is that? If you say anything that reminds me of Twilight … ” The shiver induced by his mouth below her ear interrupted the end of her sentence.
Victor followed her closely past the gate and stood directly behind Summer and breathed into her neck. “I’d love for you to show me, Summer.”
“Greedy,” she riposted easily. “Have a little patience.” Grinning, she pushed up on her toes just enough to whack Victor on the chin. “I’m not a headrest, darlin’.”
Victor grunted in surprise. “Oi!” He feigned hurt and mock glared at her. “That was entirely uncalled for love.” He rubbed his chin a little, further playing up the drama. After a little bit he gave up and pouted for a moment, looking very much like a puppy.”
His expression turned into something just a tad more serious for a moment as he looked around at his surroundings. “I can be patient….when I want to be.” He added before cocking his head. “Have you lived here long?”
“Six or eight years … I’d have to stop and think about it. Why?” Turning around and shutting the door behind him, Summer smiled up at Victor. “It’s not much of a place, but it’s mine.”
Victor nodded, shrugged then smiled down at her. “I was just curious. In the past I haven’t really stayed in one place for more than a year or two.” He gave another shrug then took her hand in his. “It’s a nice place love.” Victor looked around him some more, the apartment really did have a nice feel to it. He looked at her then, wondering what she all had in mind.
“Maybe you’ll be able to stay for a while in the city.” A quick spin had Victor’s arm wrapped around her. “So where were we? Oh, right,” Summer winked. “You were trying to freeze me to death.”
Victor followed her closely past the gate and stood directly behind Summer and breathed into her neck. “I’d love for you to show me, Summer.”
“Greedy,” she riposted easily. “Have a little patience.” Grinning, she pushed up on her toes just enough to whack Victor on the chin. “I’m not a headrest, darlin’.”
Victor grunted in surprise. “Oi!” He feigned hurt and mock glared at her. “That was entirely uncalled for love.” He rubbed his chin a little, further playing up the drama. After a little bit he gave up and pouted for a moment, looking very much like a puppy.”
His expression turned into something just a tad more serious for a moment as he looked around at his surroundings. “I can be patient….when I want to be.” He added before cocking his head. “Have you lived here long?”
“Six or eight years … I’d have to stop and think about it. Why?” Turning around and shutting the door behind him, Summer smiled up at Victor. “It’s not much of a place, but it’s mine.”
