Get Well Soon (closed)

"True. Dinner and sex is much more fun than changing the dressings on my wounds every couple of hours. I promise to try and avoid anymore grievous bodily harm." They got through another couple of songs before pulling into the apartment parking lot. Though Shadow didn't pause to explain any of the bands, the accents of the singers did make it clear that the three so far were not American.

"Do you mind if I use your phone when we get in?" he asked as he climbed out of the car. "I left my cell back at the apartment. I figure while you freshen up I can go give the theater owner a call about those tickets I offered. They only recently went on sale, so I can probably still score us good seats."
 
Smiling softly at his promise, she listened to the music but asked no questions. The songs weren't that bad and she was sure that he'd have no problem setting his show to the music. From what she heard as they were making their way to her home, they fit him more than she had thought they would.

Climbing out of the car, she looked over at him at his question. "I don't mind, just don't try calling any girls," she teased as she moved over to him and took his hand, "Come on, the sooner I freshen up, the sooner we can spend some time together."
 
"Damn, she's on to me!" Shadow joked. "It's hard being irresistible." He gave her a smile and a kiss on the cheek at that and walked with her to the apartment. "We could just fool around, too. Surprise me by coming out wearing nothing but a terrycloth robe..." His voice trailed off a second and he shook his head. "Sorry. Got lost in a mental image there. I imagine you get that a lot."
 
"First off, I don't own terrycloth. And second, I probably would if I actually gave most guys the time of day," she said as she shook her head. They reached her second floor apartment quickly, and she let them in with a soft sigh as she looked around. It wasn't a big apartment, but it was just the right size for her. Clutter seemed to be on every surface...pictures, candles, pillows, knicknacks.
 
"Ah, selective. I like that." The apartment reminded him much of his own room before the accident. It brought back a flood of memories and he briefly felt a pang in his chest as if it were trying to wring tears out of him. He still missed them. His parents. Flint. He needed to speak to his brother again soon. He couldn't just keep putting it off and expect to keep his sanity.

Pushing it all back down, Shadow gave Vixen a soft kiss on the neck and walked into the living room. He moved slowly as if analyzing his surroundings to familiarize himself with everything. It wasn't a critical eye. It was more like a wild animal approaching a new space for the first time. It was an instinct his travels had drilled into him years ago. He sat down on the sofa and smiled. "Take your time."
 
Vixen watched him quietly as he moved around the room without saying a word. She didn't feel that he was looking at it criticize it, it was the same way she had looked around his place the night before. With intrest. As he took a seat, she smiled softly and picked up the phone before handing it to him.

"It shouldn't take to long for me to clean up and get dressed," she said as she moved into her bedroom, it was actually the only room that had a door. The bathroom was located in her bedroom. Stripping as she made her way to said bathroom, she focused on taking a quick shower.
 
Shadow dialed the number from memory and waited. The phone rang three times before a somewhat beleaguered sounding voice answered. "Hello, this the Arness Theater. How can I help you?

"Roy, how are ya?" Shadow asked conversationally.

"Shadow? Hell, it's been a while. Something you need?"

Shadow smiled. Roy was a classic workaholic. He'd never say it out loud, but he enjoyed the hours he put in running the theater. That tone in his voice that some would mistake for being overworked was just a sign that he was busy and taking his work very seriously. He must have been very enthusiastic about the upcoming production. "I've got a lady friend whom I want to treat to a fancy night out. I don't suppose you can get us two tickets for choice seating?"

"Aha! I knew you were straight." Roy crowed. "Becky owes me 20 bucks."

"I'm so glad to know you two were taking such an interest in my sex life," Shadow answered in a very dry, ironic voice.

"Hey, I've worked in theater for 30 years. Nobody questions my gay-dar." Shadow rolled his eyes and said nothing. He instead waited for Roy to get back on track. "Anyway, yeah. I'm not sure I can get you free tickets as we're already holding a few in reserve for the reviewers. But I can definitely hold the seats for you and we'll work something out."

"Thanks Roy. I appreciate this." They said their goodbyes and Shadow smiled as he put the phone back. He returned to the couch and leaned back with his legs extended out and crossed at the heel and his hands behind his head. Now he just patiently waited for Vixen. Although... the thought did cross his mind of finding some way to surprise her...
 
Her shower lasted a few minutes longer than his phone conversation. She toweled off and slipped into her silky short robe. Remembering his words, she almost wished she had a terry cloth robe, but he'd have to deal with the black silk instead. Walking out of her room, she made her way over to the couch and sat on his lap. "Did you miss me?" she asked softly.
 
Shadows eyebrows climbed up toward his hairline when Vixen came out in the silk robe. She was stunning! She sat in his lap and he happily put his arms around her. "As a matter of fact, I did," he whispered as he placed soft kisses on her neck.
 
"The shower was very lonely, but this is makes up for it," she murmured as she tilted her head to one side. Vixen wiggled on his lap with a soft moan as she got more comfortable. Her arms moved around his neck as she leaned into his body slightly. She had deffinitely liked his idea of staying in and fooling around.
 
"I won't let the next shower get you down," Shadow promised. His kisses slid down her neck, pushing one side of the robe off her shoulder and leaving it bare to his mouth. One of his hands softly caressed her thigh up and down occasionally tracing a fingertip along the inside to tease her. "Have I told you you're beautiful today?"
 
Vixen moaned softly as he kissed along her neck. His fingers drove her to distraction and she was barely able to recognize that he had asked her a question. Frowning slightly as she tried to think, she finally gave up. "I can't remember, but you can never tell a girl that too much," she whispered.
 
"You're so very beautiful," Shadow whispered, his voice low and thick with lust. His lips pushed the robe from her other shoulder. "You have the kind of face that makes a man melt, a smile that warms his heart." He absently tugged at the belt of her robe, slowly pulling it open. "And a beautiful body. Sensual curves, shapely legs, pert breasts. You must have a lot of admirers." With her belt open, his hand slipped under the robe and traced her bikini nerves. The robe parted enough to reveal more of her cleavage without fully exposing her breasts and his head started kissing across her collar and slowly sinking lower.
 
His words made her smile. She never thought of herself in the way that men did. She knew she was attractive, she had seen the looks she got when she was out by herself or with friends. Her hips jerked as he traced her lightly, a soft whimper spilling from her. Her fingers tangled themselves in his hair as she arched her back slightly, pressing her breast towards him. "You make me feel beautiful," she whispered.
 
Shadow slid the silk with a soft whisper from her breast and kissed her nipple tenderly before baring her other breast and doing the same. He turned and moved her off his lap onto the couch, straddling her. He kissed his way down her body until he reached her pussy. He leaned back slightly, taking in the sight of her beautiful, pale body in contrast to the black silk of the robing framing her form and providing a backdrop to her curves. "You deserve to feel beautiful. To feel sexy." With that he lowered his head and slowly drew his tongue up her pussy lips with firm, even strokes.
 
She moaned softly as he kissed one nipple and then the other, only to change their positions so she laid on the couch. She smiled softly as she looked up at him. Little whimpers and sighs of pleasure spilled from her, as he lavished his attention on her. He made her fell all of that and more as she watched him lower his head to her pussy. A soft gasp escaped her at the feel of his tongue moving over her, causing her hips to arch up to meet the caresses.
 
Shadows hands caressed her thighs as his tongue slowly pushed deeper into her pussy. He stopped long enough to unbutton and discard his shirt. True, he was still more dressed than Vixen, but no sense in keeping her from a little eye candy. His hands slid underneath her and massaged her ass as he resumed eating her out.
 
She squirmed as his tongue moved deeper into her. Gasping softly as he pulled back slightly to remove his, she watched him intently. She didn't have to strain to see him since a number of the pillows that littered her couch were under her head. She had a perfect veiw as he resumed his tongue play with her.
 
Shadow used his nose to press her clit in like a button. He growled softly into her. He did every little thing he could to heighten her pleasure. He loved to hear a woman moan and scream in passion. He wanted to bring every cry of pleasure he could out of her.
 
She cried out softly as he pressed against her clit. The sensations running through her, were more intense then they had been the night before. His growl sent a shiver of pure delight through her body. With everything he did, she grew more vocal about her pleasure.
 
Shadow let his teeth gently scrape her clit before his hands slid to her pussy and spread her open with him thumbs to give his tongue even deeper access. He lapped up her juices like nectar, the occasional growl rolling out of his throat to tickle her flesh. The more and louder she moaned the more it spurred him on. He put her legs onto his shoulders to let her spread further open or clamp down on his head at her will. Either way brought his tongue deeper into her.
 
Soft cries spilled from her as his teeth grazed against her most sensitive spot, her hips jerking in response. Each growl sent a tickle of pleasure climbing up her body through her pussy. She watched as he moved her legs to his shoulders, but let her head fall back as her eyes closed. As the pleasure grew, her thighs gripped his head lightly, keeping him place even though she knew he couldn't leave her on the brink of an orgasm.
 
His teeth went to work again, softly scraping along her clit and her pussy lips. His hands massaged her thighs as they gripped his head. His tongue pushed even deeper into her. His growls became louder and more passionate. He straightened his back out, actually lifting her lower body off the couch a few inches and his hands clamped on to her hips to steady her. Only her upper back, shoulders and arms still rested on the couch, leaving her largely under his control.
 
The feel of his teeth as they scraped against her more tender flesh, sent a thrill of danger through her which brought her pleasure to new heights. Her eyes flew open as he straightened out and lifted her. A cry of need escaped her as she watched him at work once more. After only a few minutes of watching him, she cried out as her climax raced through her. Her thighs tightened around his head as her pussy quivered with pleasure around his tongue.
 
Shadow set her back down on the couch and slowly kissed his way up her body. "Enjoyed yourself I hope." He unbuttoned his shirt and sat beside her on the couch. He reclined back with a smile, leaving his shirt parted over his chest and stomach to show hints of his toned, lightly defined physique. "Because I certainly had fun."
 
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