{"id":30372,"date":"2013-02-12T05:18:35","date_gmt":"2013-02-12T05:18:35","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/02\/12\/ironholmesjr-iamthefirechild-ironholmesjr-10\/"},"modified":"2013-02-12T05:18:35","modified_gmt":"2013-02-12T05:18:35","slug":"ironholmesjr-iamthefirechild-ironholmesjr-10","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/02\/12\/ironholmesjr-iamthefirechild-ironholmesjr-10\/","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/ironholmesjr.tumblr.com\/post\/42902278529\/iamthefirechild-ironholmesjr\">ironholmesjr<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/iamthefirechild.tumblr.com\/post\/41425618641\/ironholmesjr-iamthefirechild-she-ducked-her\">iamthefirechild<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/ironholmesjr.tumblr.com\/post\/41425169264\/iamthefirechild-she-ducked-her-head-trying-to\">ironholmesjr<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/iamthefirechild.tumblr.com\/post\/41422778283\/she-ducked-her-head-trying-to-hide-behind-the\">iamthefirechild<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<blockquote>\n<p>She ducked her head, trying to hide behind the fall of hair, but stepped in closer, resting against his bare chest. \u201cWhat do you want me to do with you? What have you always imagined someone would do?\u201d<\/p>\n<p><span>He laughed a bit and wrapped his arms around her. \u201cThat question could get very scarey very fast.\u201d His hands ran absently through her hair. \u201cBesides\u2026this is about making you happy. What do you want to do with me?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span>\u201cEveryone always says that. What if what I want is to make you happy? Nobody ever claims me for this kind of thing anyway.\u201d She closed her eyes and buried her face against his skin.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span>\u201cWell, we\u2019re at an impasse then.\u201d He smiled and lifted her chin, kissing her lightly. \u201cWell, my dear, if happy is what you want to make me, then a day of sin and frivolity we shall have.\u201d Honestly\u2026he was happy just to have a sober distraction for once. His mock scholarly voice went away and he kissed both her cheeks. \u201cSound good?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span>\u201cI don\u2019t think I have enough experience to answer that properly,\u201d she mused, looking in his eyes. \u201cI just want you. How about you? Something you want?\u201d Now that she wasn\u2019t trying to keep her mind off it, his hand on her leg made her thrill.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span>He smiled and laid her down gently. \u201cWe\u2019ll play it by ear\u2026\u201d He leaned down to kiss her neck, just under her collar, his weight half-resting on her as he laced his hands in hers, \u2018pinning\u2019 them at the level of her head. \u201cJust tell me if you get any ideas, or I do something you don\u2019t like\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p><span>\u201cYes, Robert.\u201d She smiled back, soft and happy, tilting her chin up. She rubbed her thumbs against the back of his hands, letting shields down and listening to his emotions. \u201cThat\u2019s awfully nice. I don\u2019t \u2026 should I take my shirt off?\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>He smiled, inwardly thinking how cute it was that she\u2019d asked that. \u201cIf you like, dear.\u201d He smiled and pushed up off of her before he let her hands go, slipping one hand up under her shirt slowly, very keen on seeing her reaction. He couldn\u2019t help his smile though. She was so gorgeous. He wasn\u2019t sure how he could have gotten her had he not been famous. But he wasn\u2019t about to break the illusion by asking. He\u2019d not been paying\u00a0attention\u00a0to his actions and found his hand traveling again down her thigh, then back up, teasingly close to the prize.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>Summer shuddered under his hand, green eyes sliding closed. Carefully, she sat up, pulling her shirt off. Copper-red hair poured over one shoulder, pooling over his hands and her lap. \u201cTurn-about\u2019s fair play, isn\u2019t it?\u201d She slid her hands up his chest and over his shoulders, pulling him down into a more intense kiss. \u201cI won\u2019t break, Rob,\u201d she whispered.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>\u201cI know, dear, but you gave me the idea you wanted gentle.\u201d He slipped a hand up her skirt as his other hand snaked behind her head, kissing her deeply. He groaned softly as he felt the heat through her panties. \u201cHolding out on me.\u201d He muttered it quickly against her lips, not willing to fully break the kiss. He did, though, to lay her down on the bed. He climbed over top of her and his eyes met hers as a palm ran up her stomach, groping one of her breasts a bit harder than he probably should.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>&#8220;Not,&#8221; she tried to protest. His weight settled over her and she groaned, eyes flickering. &#8220;Robert &#8230; &#8221; It came out in a gasp, fingernails clenching into the blanket. She could taste his desire in the front of her mind, overwhelming. &#8220;Not holding out &#8230; &#8221; One hand lifted to the back of his neck, pulling him down.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>ironholmesjr: iamthefirechild: ironholmesjr: iamthefirechild: She ducked her head, trying to hide behind the fall of hair, but stepped in closer, resting against his bare chest. \u201cWhat do you want me to do with you? What have you always imagined someone would do?\u201d He laughed a bit and wrapped his arms around her. \u201cThat question could &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/02\/12\/ironholmesjr-iamthefirechild-ironholmesjr-10\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\"><\/span> <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[10,3212,3489],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/30372"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=30372"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/30372\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=30372"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=30372"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=30372"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}