Get Well Soon (closed)

Shadow smiled at the sound of her letting go. He flexed his pecs under her hands, letting her feel his toned chest ripple at her touch. Once more his teeth found her shoulder. He let out a long sibilant breath from between his teeth and put his arms around her, pulling her body closer to him.
 
She giggled at the sight of him flexing for her. She didn't know when she had become quite so free spirited during sex but she wasn't going to question it either. At the feel of his teen on her, her pussy tightened in anticipation aound his cock as she continued to move on top of him. Her body remembered the intense pleasure he had given her only minutes ago with those teeth. He pulled her close before she could move her hands, but she didn't mind them being slightly trapped between them.
 
With this closer position, Shadow leaned his head forward and started placing a series of love nips on Vixen's neck. His teeth would nibble and scrape before his tongue darted out to soothe the spot. He traced the tip of it up her pulse before nipping her collar. He then repeated the cycle again of nipping and licking her neck, tracing her pulse, and nipping her collar.
 
Each nip of his teeth caused her to moan and jerk slightly in surprise. She couldn't concentrate enough to figure out the timing of each nip. Her head spun slightly with pleasure as she closed her eyes and focused solely on the sensations that coursed through her.
 
Shadow kept repeating the cycle with his mouth. His hands lowered down her body until they gripped her ass, giving her a little massage as they continue rocking toward mutual climax. Every moan of hers pushed him further. The sound of her voice drove him mad and he wanted to give her even more pleasure just to hear more of her beautiful voice.
 
Vixen loved everything he did to her. Her moans and cries never seemed to end as he gripped her ass and focused her once more on moving. Each nip just added more and more pleasure to the already growing sensations. She knew that she was close to climaxing, her pussy clenched around his cock tightly as she balanced on that edge of pleasure.
 
Shadow began thrusting back to meet her harder than before. His teeth reached nearly the nape of her neck and made a slow drag across her skin toward her collar. His grip on her ass tightened and his whole body was going rigid. It wouldn't be much longer.
 
It was the slow drag of teeth along her neck that pushed her over that edge. Her pussy spasmed around him wildly as she cried out. She tossed her hair back and ground her hips against him.
 
Shadow came crashing down into his own orgasm. His head dropped back against the couch and a long, drawn-out groan rolled from his throat. As the waves of pleasure receded his lips drew back into a smile. "You're wonderful. You know that, right?"
 
Vixen sat there looking down at him, a soft smile playing on her own lips at his words. "I think you told me that once before but I can't remember for sure," she teased with a soft gasp as a sudden aftershock of pleasure raced through her pussy.
 
"Just thought I'd remind you," Shadow said. He pulled her head down into a passionate kiss. "A guy could get used to this. Especially if all our dates turn out like this. On that note, there are still a lot of places to go in town. A lot of things to see. Excited?"
 
Vixen moaned softly as he pulled her into a kiss that stole her breath. Looking at him slightly dazed as he pulled back, she had to think a second before his words made sense to her. "So there'll be more dates...I can't wait," she told him with a soft smile. She was definitely glad that she had broken her rule about dating a patient, former or otherwise.
 
Shadow let himself sink down into the couch a little more and his eyes drifted shut. It was such a relief to have a woman in his life again. His hands idly slipped along Vixen's body, ran through her hair, traced her curves. Every now and again he'd place a soft kiss on her shoulder. He was just... relaxed. For the first time in months.
 
Vixen didn't speak as she shifted slightly so that she laid more to one side of him on the couch. It was close quarters but she didn't mind, and she doubted if he did. She could feel just how relaxed he was as her fingers drew little designs over his chest.
 
Shadow wasn't sure how long they'd both sat there. He wasn't in any hurry to push her away either. But after a while, his conscious started nagging at him. He needed to make those phone calls. He needed to get in touch with his insurance. He needed to call his agent. He needed to plan this, plan that... it was all piling up. Had been for days, and he'd only addressed part of it.

He tilted Vixen's head up and gave her a kiss. "I hate to go, but if I put off my work any longer, I'm going to have a lot of angry people breathing down my neck." Mindful of his wound, he slowly stood up and started to dress. "I promise I'll call you. After all, it's not like I could get away now even if I wanted to. You know where I live." He punctuated that with a little wink and smirk.
 
Vixen had almost fallen alseep as they laid there, but blinked sleepily up at him as he kissed her softly. "I understand. Work comes first, playing is so much more fun when there's nothing to worry about," she said as she shifted slightly as he stood and got dressed. Picking up her robe, she slipped it on and pulle the edges together as she stood up.

"And don't think I won't hunt you down if I have to," she teased wtih a soft smile. She was a little sad to see him go, but she understood and didn't bother to try and stop him. She'd be seeing him again soon enough.
 
Another kiss good bye and Shadow took his leave.

Two days later, he called Vixen's apartment. He got her voicemail, but wasn't too surprised. Not many people had hours as flexible as his. On a whim, he sang into the receiver, "Hello, hello. I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello." He quietly shook his head at his own little joke and resumed his speaking voice. "Miss me, sweetheart? Give me a call back and let me know when you've got a free evening. There's a great jazz club downtown with a huge ballroom for couples swing dancing. I can teach you some steps if you don't know any. You know where to reach me." He decided to wait and surprise her with his outfit.
 
For the next two days, all she could do was think about him. Sure work kept her busy, but not busy enough to keep her mind off of him. By the time she finally got home that second day, she was tempted to call him just to talk to him and was surprised to find that he had called her first. She almost wished that she could have been there to take the call, but it didn't matter either way since the first thing she did after hearing the message was call him back.
 
Shadow was rehearsing a set of coin effects before Vixen called. He had a charity function to attend in a week and was waiving his usual fees to support the cause. Consequently, he wanted this to be a triumphant return from the brink of death. And while it would certainly help his own image, it would bring more press to the charity itself. He recognized the number as soon as it came on his cell. "And how's my favoritest nurse in the world doing?"
 
Vixen smiled as he answered the phone and answered easily, "Missing you but surviving all the same." She plopped down on to her bed and laid back. "I was going to call you today but you beat me too it," she said, feigning a pout as she looked up at the ceiling.
 
"I'm an illusionist, my dear. It's my job to always be one step ahead." Shadow flicked the silver dollar in his hand and let it sail through the air into a collapsible hat sitting on a small table he used to stage and parlor shows. "If I recall, I was going to invite you to go dancing at the Blue Moon. You in?"
 
Shaking her head slightly at his words, she just smiled softly. "I sure am," She told him, "I'm on the day shift for the next two weeks, so my nights are pretty much free unless they need me to pick up some overtime. So anytime's good for me." It had been a lucky break for her that someone had needed to have their days free for a while and she'd been the only one able to switch shifts with them.
 
"I'll pick you up tomorrow night at 7, then. Dress pretty, but nothing too restricting."

The next day Shadow arrived at Vixen's door dressed for the part in a grey pinstripe suit and a trilby hat. His dark hair was pulled into a ponytail, but still had a feather woven into it. A trio of pins on his left lapel and two rings on each hand hinted at his usual style. Though Shadow's preferred outfit was a mix of contemporary style with almost shamanic trappings, he always had a soft spot for the styles of yesteryear. There were a lot of things to be said about the 1920's, positive and otherwise, but one thing few could deny is that people back then knew how to look good.
 
"Can't wait."

And she couldn't, the next day all she could think about was the night to come. By the time she'd gotten home, she'd figured out what she was going to wear. A lot of her dresses were actually inspired by the 1950s, so it wasn't all that hard to find a dress that would work for swing dancing. She'd settled on a navy blue halter dress with cream trim that fight snugly around her waist and chest, but flaired out nicely in the skirt.

When she answered the door to find him in a suit that looked great on him, she smiled softly. She wasn't surprised that he'd gone with something pretty much the opposite of preferred dress. It looked good on him, and she could see little bits of his own style peeking out at her. "It was worth the wait," she teased softly as she kissed him softly before letting him into her apartment.
 
"You look lovely as always. Do you want a minute to finish getting ready?" Shadow asked as he stepped in. His movements were much more like his regular demeanor this time around. He seemed to always be moving like his going through water, but there was less of that sense of cautious curiosity now that he was familiar with the lay-out of Vixen's apartment. "Or are you ready to hit the club and show those squares how to jitterbug?" he asked as he peered over his shoulder at her with a half-grin.
 
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