by Mj Fields
Tink and Peter Pan it was, and we looked great walking into the hotel lobby arm and arm. We were fashionably late. Which was perfect because I felt like an idiot and hoped everyone was drunk enough to not notice me.
When we walked in I spotted Dorothy right away, Carly looked amazing and Zandor was the lion, Jase was the Scarecrow and they had an actual puppy. When she saw me she ran up and hugged me.
“You got a puppy?” I bent and pet him.
“Yes, apparently this is supposed to squash the desire to get pregnant.”
“You want a baby?”
“I want ten. He’s being a pain in the butt.” We both laughed, “Look I should have told you…”
“We’ve already been through this Carly I understand, it’s family.”
“No, it’s love…regardless here’s a heads up, the Tin man…”
“Come on Baby, dance with me,” Jase pulled her away and she turned and mouthed TIN MAN.
I watched as Carly tried to keep her distance and Jase continued holding her hips. She cracked me up. She was scowling at him now and he dropped his hands and his head and his lip stuck out. Carly smirked and started doing the cupid shuffle… by herself when it wasn’t even playing.
“Is she serious?” Christoff laughed and looked at me.
“Yeah she is, let’s go,” I pulled him behind me and we went and danced with her.
Jase stepped back and watched her, adoringly.
“You drunk Carly?”
“Yes, yes I am. The men in this family drive me nuts. Especially that one right there,” she pointed at Jase and he smiled and winked at her, “Damn dimple!”
Jase laughed and I glanced over, he was standing with the rest of the cast from the Wizard of Oz “No munchkin?”
“She and a few classmates will be on Thursday. Tara, the Tin Man is…”
“A heartless fuck,” I knew that voice and I started walking off the dance floor. “Birdie, stop.” He grabbed my hand and pulled me back, “Give me a minute?”
I continued looking at the ground, “Everything alright Darlin’?
“She’s fine,” his voice was almost a growl.
“She can talk just fine all by herself can’t ya?” Christoff wrapped his arm around my shoulder and Cyrus didn’t let go of my hand.
“She’ll give me a minute, and you’ll step back and allow that,” he was angry.
I looked up at Christoff and smiled, “This won’t take long.”
“Alright if you say so, but keep in mind I’m not afraid of overgrown man boys,” he bent down and planted a big kiss on my cheek and whispered, “Not afraid, turned on.”
I laughed as he walked away.
Cyrus turned to leave the room pulling me behind him and I pulled my hand away.
“Birdie don’t, please just trust me.”
I shook my head no and he looked crushed.
“Fine if this is where you wanna do this that’s fine by me. But …damn it-- ten minutes tops and if you still wanna go back to Ken or Peter then you will get no resistance from me alight?” I looked up at him, “Don’t count Birdie. All you need to do is listen. I need you to listen.”
“I’m not counting.”
“Alright,” he pointed to the elevator, “Ten minutes?”
I walked ahead of him and stopped at the Elevators.
The door opened on the top floor and he pulled off his gloves and hat and walked down the hall, he slid his keycard and opened the door. He pulled off the funnel hat and shed the can jacket and he grabbed a facial scrub and cleaned off his face. He stood in front of me in grey pants and a black t-shirt. I looked down.
“Let’s sit.” I sat down on the couch and he sat next to me. “You look amazing.”
“Thanks?”
“Look I fucked up. I didn’t listen to you and now you’re with this clown…”
“Christoff is a very good friend Cyrus.”
“Christoff wants to fuck you Birdie… or likes to. Fuck!” he stood and paced.
When he finally stopped he squatted down in front of me and took my hands, “Don’t move in with him. Don’t love him, don’t do a damn thing with him.”
I closed my eyes, I couldn’t look at the milk chocolate eyes and be strong right now.
“Okay fine, you don’t have to answer-- but you will listen damn it! Open your eyes Tara and listen to me. Thank you. Something happened when I realized I’d done what I said I would do. You know this already. The last night we were together. I had made a decision and when I make a decision I stand firm. I don’t waiver and I don’t let anyone change my mind. I walked away from you because I promised myself and my father that I would respect women. I wouldn’t take them any further than they could handle. I was way off with you. Well not the first time I saw you, I should’ve stuck with that feeling. I wanted you then and you blew me off. That night I didn’t want you to leave I felt…protective of you. You hated me. Which yeah, kind of made me want you even more. That night something shifted, it was like a door opened, a door I had closed years ago. I ignored it, well part of it. Well since then that damn door won’t close because something’s stuck in it. That something is you. There’s this pull, like when you’re not even in the same room I feel you. I’m across the world and I feel you, Tara. When we’re in the same room staying away from you is like trying to contain lightning. It’s impossible. When something happens, be it significant or not, I wanna talk to you. I fucking pretend to talk to you. I don’t want you with him. I want you with me.”
“If I talk I’m gonna cry and I have too much makeup on to cry.”
He smiled, “God it’s good to hear you Birdie, so fucking good.”
He leaned in and kissed me. I was dizzy from his kiss, from his closeness, he pulled back and left his forehead against mine, “You are so beautiful.”
I nudged his nose with mine and moved it slowly side to side.
He grabbed my face and held it between his hands gently, “Are you in love with him?”
I shook my head no, “He’s not in love with me either.”
“Okay, are you sleeping with him?”
“No,” before I even had a chance to tell him anymore his mouth covered mine and he sucked on my lips, his hand held my face as he kissed me harder.
He groaned when I pulled back, “Can’t breathe.”
“Sorry.”
My body was on fire, honest to God it was as if every fiber of my being suddenly realized he was here. No longer guarded and veiled.
I was coming back to life.
Home
“Can you spare a few more minutes?” she shook her head yes and I wiped her tears.
“One is my heart, I only have one Birdie.
Two is you and I.
Three is the number of times I’ve made love in my whole life, all with you.
Four I’m gonna have to come back to.” I put my hands over her lips when she tried to speak because I know if she said one word I wouldn’t get through this.
Five is the number of times I worry about you every minute of every day.
Six are the total weeks I have known you.
Seven are the number of hours I spent inside of you.
Eight is a number that reminds me of you as odd as it seems, your tight little curves, and two circles combined.
Nine rhymes with mine, and I want that. I want you to be mine.
And ten are the amount of lifetimes it will take to get over you if you tell me to fuck off. Back to four, forever Birdie, you and me, I need that, I want that and I know you do too. Eleven…”
She wiped the tears from her eyes, “We have to stop at ten, Cyrus.”
“Not this time. Eleven are the number of times I’ll beat that ass if you ever mention that I said all that girly shit. I’m all man Birdie, possessive, jealous, controlling as fuck. That won’t change, ever. I know you need me to be that too. So it’s you and I Birdie, caged together for the rest of our lives got it?” She shook her head yes and I took a deep breath, “I l
ove you.”
She hugged me so tight I actually felt it.
“Birdie, I need to fuck you now.”
She leaned back and smiled, not cautious, not weary, not nothing but the most beautiful smile, a smile that I planned to keep on her face for the rest of her life.
I lifted her up and walked into the bedroom in the suite, my lips were glued to her face, her neck her body.
I peeled that tight little green dress off her and then smiled. “I kind of like the wings.”
“I kind of would do anything you asked me to right now, I’ve kind of missed you so much.”
“Anything?”
“Absolutely anything Cyrus.”
“Cool, call that fuck and tell him you’re mine and you won’t be moving in with him.” She smiled and then covered her face and laughed. “Shit’s not funny Birdie, if you don’t, I will.”
“I’m still moving in with him…”
“No, you are not. You’re moving in with me.”
“Cyrus…”
“Not up for negotiation. You’ve agreed to be mine…”
“Cyrus, what if you flake out again?”
Holy shit she did not just say that, “Hey Birdie-- you remember when I said I love you like two fucking minutes ago?”
She scowled, “Yes.”
“Well remember that even though I love you, doesn’t mean we aren’t going to disagree about shit okay? But it does mean I’m the man you’re the woman and you’re to do what I say.”
She smiled and giggled which made me laugh, she wrapped her arms around me and whispered, “Not gonna happen.”
“We table this discussion for a while: as my woman you’re gonna need to shed the clothes, the undergarment and put the wings back on.”
She smiled, “The wings?”
“Yes the wings, I wanna fuck you in them.”
I lifted her up and tore those panties off as she took off the bra, “Damn I love those Razzles.”
She undid my pants and held my cock in her hands, “I love this.”
I reached between her sweet little legs, “I love your hot little cunt.”
“I love you,” she bent down and grabbed the wings and put them on, “This what you want?”
“I want it all.”
“That’s good cause I wanna give it all to you.” She stood over me and took the place of honor and I was in heaven.
I pinched her little nipples and sat up. My cock was buried in her and throbbing, she was riding me hard and wild. “Slow down Birdie or that eight second shit isn’t gonna be something you can laugh about again.”
She didn’t listen, she was fucking me so hard, her head buried in my neck and I had to lift her ass up to stop her. I laid her on her back and after I pulled my eyes off her now fuzzy little vag I noticed she was wiping more tears, “Birdie don’t do that.”
“I love you.”
“I love you.”
“Don’t stop.”
“I’m a man of my word Birdie, and I couldn’t stop if I tried and I tried. I’m gonna lick you and make you come, then fuck you.”
“Make love to me.”
I started with her toes and licked and sucked my way up her legs until I finally had my mouth on her and I couldn’t stop licking her. She came loud as she pulled my hair. She was dripping wet and I was real glad as I glided into her and made love to her, as I kissed her perfect lips, caressed her hot tits and as I was about ready to come I pulled out and came all over the bed.
We lay in each other arms panting and she looked up at me, “It’s been more than ten minutes.”
“Hell yes it has been.”
“They’ll miss us downstairs.”
“You’re staying here with me tonight.”
She laughed and I looked down at her, “I want to.”
“Good cause I would tie you up if you tried to leave. I’m gonna take a shower. I love smelling like you but I don’t want any other fuck down there to get any ideas. I don’t share Birdie.”
“I would never.”
“I know.”
When I got out of the shower she was gone and a note was sitting on the bed.
Come find me…love Tara
I dressed fast and went down in costume well, all except the make-up.
She was dancing with Carly and him. She stopped when I came in and smiled. Carly looked at me and clapped.
Forever Steel
He was walking towards me and he looked so hot, “He loves me.”
“I knew that already,” Carly took a drink and Jase wrapped his arm around her waist.
“I love you,” he kissed her cheek.
“Prove it,” Carly laughed as he kissed down her neck. “You better stop, I’m not on the pill anymore buddy.”
“I can still,” he began whispering in her ear and her face turned bright red. Jase looked at her and winked, “Whenever you’re ready just click those ruby red heels together and I will gladly take you home.”
Cyrus made his way through the crowd and took my hand and starred at me.
I smiled, “You found me.”
“Yes I did, do you remember what I said I’d do if you left?” He raised his eyebrow and I laughed. “I wasn’t joking.”
“Why do you think I did it?” I raised my eyebrow at him and he laughed.
“I love you more right now than I did before.”
Jase and Carly laughed, “You love her? Wow it took you long enough to figure that out.”
“Fuck you Jase, how long did it take you?”
“Fine-- you win.”
I saw her look over at Christoff, “I’m Tara’s boyfriend. She’ll be moving in with me and not you.”
My jaw dropped and Christoff laughed, “I’m so sorry, Christoff. Cyrus that was rude.”
“No Birdie, that’s truth.”
“Truth huh?” Christoff rubbed his hands together, “Do tell, or feel free to show.” I felt my eyes getting bigger. “I’ve heard a lot about you Mr. Steel, by the way thanks for the raise and the clothes that finally cover us up at work and…”
“It’s almost winter I could arrange for snow gear.” Cyrus glared at him.
“Darlin’ your alpha hunk was in the Navy?”
“You can speak to me I’m standing right here.”
“Putting it simply I thought you Navy boys could spot a guy like me from a mile away.”
“You’re gay?”
“We’ll not really,” Christoff laughed. I looked up at him confused, “I said you’re not my type Darlin’.”
“What the fuck is your type?”
“Cyrus-- it’s really not our business.”
“No that’s fine. You’re my type.”
Jase spit his drink all over the floor and laughed.
“Hey buddy, don’t hate-- so are you. I like muscular alpha bad boys and strong dominate women who are built like…” he looked around and finally found someone, “Her.”
“Kat?” Carly laughed out loud.
“So you’re bi-sexual?” I asked.
“Sexual yes, but if I must wear a label I would saw I have sexual ADD or ADHD dependent on my mood. But no the little Darlin’ here is not my type.”
I hugged Christoff George and laughed and he laughed at Cyrus’ expression.
“Don’t worry your tight muscular ass is safe too big guy, just cause I like to fuck and sometimes be fucked doesn’t make me confused, as I said before it sexual ADD.”
“Or ADHD,” I reminded him and laughed again and looked at Cyrus.
“I don’t give a fuck what you are or what you have. She’s moving in with me.”
“Well then Tara you gonna let him in on why your fine little hiney ran away from him to tell me or do you wanna torture him some more?”
“Go ahead.”
“You know I’m gonna act it out.”
“You know that’s what I’m waiting for.”
“Little Darlin’ ran down here and did this little dance as she sang, ‘He said he looooves me, he wants
to live with meeee, is it okay with you, because I love you too.’ And then she shook her little ass.”
I was having fun and I looked up at Cyrus whose expression still was unchanged, “You done?”
“Cyrus, you and I are gonna have trouble if you have issues because of this…”
“Birdie, I don’t give a fuck who he sticks it in or what he sticks it in as long as he keeps it the fuck away from you.”
Christoff laughed and looked at me, “You’re lucky I love you Darlin’ cause if not I would be chasing that. So hot. Cyrus,” Christoff wagged his brows at him, “I only have one thing to add to this conversation. You hurt her once, she comes crying because you’re a dick once and my southern, corn fed ass is gonna hurt you.”
Cyrus laughed, “Protecting what’s mine?”
“For seven weeks now. She’s my friend, hell I’ll probably be in your wedding if she says yes when you ask. You and I can be cordial, friends even, but don’t hurt her.”
I waited anticipating what was to come next.
Cyrus stuck out his hand and Christoff shook it, “Cool.”
“Cool.” Christoff looked me, “Now go back to wherever it was that made Tink’s makeup such a mess and call me with details tomorrow.”
Cyrus took my hand and walked back out of the banquet hall and towards the elevator.
“Are you always going to act like that?”
“Yep.”
I followed him into the elevator and the door closed. He pulled me hard against his chest and rested his chin on my shoulder.
His hand lowered and within seconds his finger was buried inside me.
“This is why. You love it Tara, and I love that you love it.” He pulled his hand up and licked his fingers, “So fucking hot.”
I couldn’t stop the stupid grin from spreading across my face and he kissed my cheek, “I love you Birdie, and it feels real good.”
