Quiet | By : cherylgebo Category: +M through R > MyCandyLove Views: 1678 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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It was different now, being pregnant, and Violette couldn't help but think of her future. Lysander was going to college for a couple years, and they would stay with Leigh until they got their own place. She was helping clean up, and for once, Violette didn't see what her mother had meant when she said men were dirty beings.
She put the dishes away, rubbing her belly. She was still flat, but she could feel the bump with her hand when she curved her fingers and palm over a certain spot. She placed her hand there, and looked out the window. She smiled as she watched the brothers move about in the yard behind the house, cleaning it for fall.
She smiled at her poor sick boyfriend, who had taken on her morning sickness for her. He bent over to vomit into a bush, waving his brother away who tried to get close to him to help. She felt bad that Lysander took on her morning sickness and her cravings. She watched as he finished, and turned to go back inside, holding his sick stomach.
She watched him walk in, and saw him smiling at her.
"I hate you for this." He said, joking as she walked into his arms.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to." She smiled against the black v-neck t-shirt that he had put on due to not really caring about it.
"Want to lay down with me?"
Violette nodded, taking Lysander's hand and walking with him to his room. Rosalya finally stopped by that day, knowing that she couldn't stay for long due to the fact it was her mother's birthday, but she wanted to see Leigh something awful.
"Leigh!"
Leigh looked up after pulling weeds out with his hands. Working on his parents farm for the amount of years he did provided him and Lysander with the usual farmers muscles. He smiled at her as he ripped more out of the ground, throwing them aside to be raked later.
"Rosalya? What are you doing here? Not that I'm happy to see you."
She wrapped her arms around him, smiling as he patted the top of her head, kissing her gently.
"I wanted to see you!"
"You were here earlier!" Leigh said, smiling.
"But I missed you!"
Leigh chuckled, holding onto her gently as he walked back to the house. He gently wrapped his fingers about the curve of her waist, watching as they opened the door and went in.
"Where are they?"
"Lysander was sick, he went to lay down most likely." Leigh said, taking the plaid over shirt he had on off.
Rosalya looked hungrily at the white tank top that hid the obvious outline of his toned body. She allowed her arms to wrap around his waist.
"Can we?"
"I suppose it couldn't hurt."
"That depends how it's done!"
"Rosa my dear, you are something else."
Lysander groaned as he woke up, stretching his sore muscles. He pushed himself up, feeling the weight of his pregnant Violette laying on his chest, falling onto the bed.
"Ack!" She said, and looked up at him.
Lysander sweat dropped, and helped her into his lap. She sat there, holding onto his neck with her legs tucked on the inside of his. He held her, his arms wrapped around her. He opened his mouth, fitting it against hers, sucking her tongue in gently. She allowed him, feeling more brave in terms of sexual anything with Lysander. She wrapped her arms around his neck, feeling his mouth against hers.
Violette nuzzled against him as he stopped kissing her, feeling his warmth surround her.
"So...another six months."
"Or five. It depends when that baby is ready to come out."
"True, but Lysander...I am scared to give birth..." Tears appeared in Violette's purple eyes.
"Hey, at least remember this, women have been birthing for many years, long before you were even thought of."
"True..."
He cuddled her, kissing her gently. Violette let him, feeling herself wet already. She half blamed her hormones. He laid her down, using a hand to guide them. Once she was safely on the bed fully, he removed his hand from her back, using it to help prop himself up over her. She smiled up at him as she put her hands on his upper arms.
Lysander smiled down at her, his two toned eyes soft and lustful. He took her lips again, grinding against her. She felt him against her core, wanting those clothing of his gone. He smiled as she groaned softly and tugged at his shirt, pleading with him. He sat up on his knees, taking the black shirt off.
She saw his abs, liking them more and more each time she saw them. She then became self conscious. What if when her stomach got big, he would break up with her and leave her with their baby? What if he would think she was ugly and deny her until she had the perfect body for him? Her mind was filled with what ifs, and Lysander noticed a change in her.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing!"
"Violette."
"I...I'm just scared!"
"Of what?"
"W-well...I..." Violette let the tears fall, "You got a perfect body, and I'm scared you'll leave me when you see what I will look like!" She cried out her feelings, hoping she didn't just ruin it.
"Oh Violette...I won't leave you over something that stupid!"
"Y-you won't?"
"Of course not."
"P-Promise?"
"Of course." He took her lips gently, smiling down at her.
Violette let him wrap his arms around her, consoling her gently.
"She thought what?" Castiel asked his friend, watching his girlfriend Brandi play in the stream nearby.
Lysander also watched her, Violette not far, panning with a childs play toy for anything shiny in the river.
"She thought I was going to break up with her just because she would get bigger with the pregnancy."
"Why?"
"I think she's very self conscious about her body."
"Ah."
They watched as Brandi threw some water at Violette, and started a war. The girls were soon running around and laughing. The boys could see water dripping from their faces and hair, Violette's arms and Brandi's legs. Castiel laughed while Lysander sweat dropped. They had turned around to talk to each other and not have the girls bother them, only to get drenched.
Castiel turned around with a glare, shedding his leather jacket while Lysander laughed. He watched as he took off after his own girlfriend, grabbing her and throwing her in the deepest part of the stream. She went under and came back up, laughing. Violette went over to Lysander.
"It moved."
"What did?"
"The baby."
"You will. I won't, not for another few months."
She smiled up at him, and watched with him as Brandi and Castiel messed around by the lake, now Castiel was shirtless. Lysander partially sat, partially leaned against a boulder, his arms crossed as he looked out at the stream, slowly building an inspiration. He thought lightly, smiling as he done so.
"Violette...Do you have my notepad?"
"Yes."
"May I have it?"
Violette quickly got his notepad, handing it to him with the pen he had put in her bag for it. She watched as he wrote quickly, nearly feverishly, his hand moving like liquid across the slate used for writing. She watched in awe as he finished a page, and started on the next page. He filled nearly six pages, then looked at her.
"I guess I had a lot to write."
"I would say so."
Lysander smiled at her, leaning to take her lips with his own.
"Let's try something new." He murmured against her lips, "Once they see we are gone, they won't bother, they'll be doing something themselves."
Violette looked at the other two, seeing that they were getting a little intimate in the water, and quickly agreed with Lysander. They quickly went off, giving the other two some room and privacy as they wandered even more into the forest. She felt his hand on hers, squeezing lightly as they came to a grassy opening.
He smiled at the sun shining down gently, and led her to the middle of it. Violette could hear a bit of splashing, and looked over, seeing that the stream was longer than she thought. He spun her around, making her giggle and laugh. He pulled her to him, kissing her hard and long. They needed breath, causing them to separate but continue to hold onto each other tightly.
She wanted more, he could tell. She clenched at his arms, wanting more from him. More than he probably could give her after all. He took her lips again, falling to their knees, then onto her back and him over her. They kissed until they needed air again. He smiled down at her, his eyes glinting. She let her legs fall to the sides, opening for him already.
He smiled as he pulled her panties down, watching her skirt fall in folds around her middle where he dropped it. He could see that she had tried to shave her mound, but didn't do a very good job. Chuckling, Lysander shut his eyes.
"Do you want me to help you next time you try to shave your pubic hair?"
Violette blushed hard, and covered her eyes. Lysander sweat dropped, placing his hand between her legs to help her out of it. He gently rubbed, leaning over to push her shirt up and suckle on a breast. Violette kept her eyes shut but clenched her fingers by her mouth, feeling his fingers in her already.
She wiggled about as he pushed up on her g-spot, not rubbing his fingers against it but giving her a spark of pleasure. She panted as he quickly pulled himself out of his black jeans, looking over his shoulder quickly to make sure that no one was there, then whipped his head back around, pushing into her core. Violette shivered, clapping a hand over her mouth to prevent others from hearing her cry.
Lysander got over her, rolling his hips into her body, making the hands on her mouth become invaluable to stop her moans as he continued. Violette's face contorted in pleasure. She rocked her hips to meet his, unknowing that she was doing it. Lysander smiled down, feeling his hair move about the side of his face. He bent over, kissing her roughly as he continued, his hips starting to pound into hers rough enough to provide enough stimulation to her body.
She put her hands on his shoulders, letting her legs fall to the sides instead of wrapping around his waist. She made some noises, making him remember the time he took her up in his parents barn. She was beginning to softly swear. He could hear it in his ear as she arched her back. His hand trailed her spine, tracing her muscles under her ever moving hips.
"I love you." He said, smiling down at her.
She smiled at him, her eyes shut and mouth slightly open. He took the moment to kiss her, feeling her clenching repeatedly around him. She bucked her hips up, her eyes wide and her mouth open in a silent "O", her back arching. Lysander couldn't help but ride her through it.
He groaned himself, hearing footsteps, knowing he only had a short amount of time before they found them.
He pulled himself out, and quickly got Violette all set.
"But...but you didn't-"
"It's fine!"
Violette waited for Lysander that night while he took a shower in their bed. She sighed a bit, having hoped that he would have came that moment in the forest, but she soon realized why he couldn't. Castiel and Brandi found them nearly minutes after they calmed down. He would have been unable to.
The door opened and Lysander walked in, drying his complete white hair.
"What happened?!"
"Hmm?"
"Your hair!"
"Oh..." He smiled, "The dye doesn't last forever. It washed out tonight. I'll dye my tips tomorrow morning."
She had never seen him completely white haired, it added to a primitive feeling she had for him. He got into bed naked like he did now a days, and slid next to her.
"Next month is college." He said with a smile.
"Yeah. I know. I want to go but Leigh thinks it be better for me to go online."
"I agree. This way, you don't have as much stress on you or our baby." His hand found the had found the unsee able bump, curving his fingers around it.
She smiled and snuggled against him.
"I...I do feel bad about earlier."
"Why?"
"You...you didn't get yours..."
"I only care that you got yours."
Violette didn't agree, she wanted to make him release. Her hand snaked down between them. Lysander's eyes opened, and flicked up to hers.
"What are you doing?"
She didn't say nothing but hid her eyes with her bangs, cupping his soft member. Lysander gave a small hitch in his breath, feeling himself harden in her hand. He rested his head on the pillow, feeling her finally stroking him. He breathed a bit heavier, his body wanting to really respond to what she was doing, but he didn't want to keep her up.
Violette disappeared under the blankets, making Lysander wonder what she was planning to do. He realized only a moment too late. She took him in quickly, making Lysander moan out, his back arching and he rolled onto his back, allowing Violette to remove herself from him and take him back in when she could. Her head bobbed slowly, doing this only the second time in her life. She couldn't help but wonder if she would come to really want to do this constantly.
Her lips and tongue worked on his shaft, making his body shiver in pleasure as she continued. Violette didn't dare chance a glance up incase he was looking down at her, not realizing he couldn't even open his eyes. He gripped the sheets under his hands, preventing himself from grabbing ahold of her head and shoving her down his shaft.
His hips did roll up, bucking gently and slowly. He wanted more now, he wanted her on him. She licked at a spot on the underside in the middle, making his eyes fly open and his mouth to emit loud moans, realizing she had found a sensitive spot on his member that he didn't know about himself. Violette realized this, and continued probing it with her tongue. It only took minutes before he came in her mouth, shocking her with how salty and slimy it was.
She swallowed, feeling it slide down her throat. Lysander groaned as she removed herself, and crawled back up.
"Better?" She asked.
"Much."
They shared a kiss, and fell asleep together.
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