Paradise is with You {Ryder}

[Simone Winchester]

ILL TAKE OFF MY HALO IF YOU TAKE OFF YOUR WINGS

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YOU DON"T HAVE TO BE INVINCIBLE CAUSE I SURE AINT NO SAINT[/font]

Life was certainly a funny thing. One moment you thought that you would surely die from its brutal reality and the next it lifted you to walk among the clouds. It was as if whatever deity that watched over them pulled strings like a puppet master so that true appreciation of life's wonders could be obtained.

In the moments after Ryder's arrival at the airport and the hours since their reunion, Simi hadn't been able to take her gaze from his beloved face. Nor had she been able to let go of the hand that hand held hers just as tightly as they paid for flight tickets and boarded a plane that flew opposite of her original flight plan. To wrapped up in each other to notice anyone else, the pair had cuddled and kissed away the thousands of miles that took them to warmer climates.

It was only when the exhaustion of the last few days took its toll that Simi allowed her eyes to drift shut and her head to rest upon his strong shoulder but even then she woke with the very real fear that she'd dreamed it all. Ryders soothing kiss was the only thing that reassured the sudden panic in her chest as the plane touched down and taxied down the run way of their tropical paradise.

Shortly after that, they embarked from the winged vessel in the same manner they'd boarded it and the petite blond lifted her face to the caress of the warm sun upon her cheeks. After the bitter cold of winter, it felt like heaven and her blue eyes sparkled as they opened once more to gaze at her lover with wonder. There in that moment.. In that place.. She felt as if they were making a new beginning and love and happiness fairly flowed from her soul. She wanted to shout it aloud to the heavens. She wanted to dance in the streets. She wanted everyone in the world to feel the joy she felt in that very second.

Of course, she did none of those things but simply took Ryders hand and kissed him gently. It was enough to have him by her side and steal a few fleeting moments away from the world. Soon enough, they would have to face their problems but not now.. Not here. Today was for them. Tomorrow could wait.

Suddenly feeling like a kid playing hooky, the slender blond twisted to walk backwards as she gaze up at her man and laughter bubbled out of her chest.

“So... Now that you've wisked me away into the sunset.... What do you plan to do with me, sir? Should I play the reluctant damsel and try to flee your devilish embrace?? Or should I be the intrepid lady who steals the heart of her capture with a kiss??” she asked, placing a hand upon his hard chest playfully. “OH! Or maybe tis I, some sort of brave pirate lass, who captures you and steals you away to be my personal lover.... Maybe keep you chained to my bed so that you could never leave...”

Letting the hand slip up and around his neck, Simi grinned impishly and stood on her tiptoes to kiss him. She simply couldn't help herself and she couldn't stop touching him even though they were still in a very public place. Her heart felt to light to contain and her normal spirit of mischief danced in the air around them.

“But I suppose... First things first, aye?? I'm afraid that I didn't pack anything fitting for sun and surf and since you have nothing.... I suppose clothing and food are the first things on the order of business??” she said, drawing back just a bit and gazing up at him more seriously. “And then we should probably find a hotel.... Because as much as I enjoy the idea of the beach... I don't really wanna have to sleep on it... I hear sand in certain …. uh.. places.. is very uncomfortable....”

Then, sticking out her tongue, the little blond whirled and danced away a few steps, inviting Ryder to a game of “catch me if you can” even as her laughter trickled back to him.

You'll always be my angel no matter what you do,
Cause you take me to heaven, just by being you. [/center][/b][/color]

STATUS; Unfinished
TAGGED; Ryder
WORDS; no idea?
LYRICS; Just By Being You – Steel Magnolias

[Ryder James Winchester]

In the arms of an angel
Fly away from here

You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You’re in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort there

Ryder didn’t notice the noticeable change from winter chill in New York to the balmy warmth of Hawaii, as he’d been sitting next to Simone James, the only woman in the world that could make his body burn and his mouth to go dry just being near her.
The young hunter held her hand the whole flight, never taking his eyes off of her face to even glimpse out the window, and couldn’t stop himself from stealing kisses from her every opportunity he got, and even some inopportune moments while she was talking.
He was anxious, capricious, and as desperate for a chance to escape the cumbersome worry that had surrounded him for weeks as he was to rescue her from the troublesome things that had plagued her. Ryder wanted to hold her. He wanted to touch her and kiss her, and he wanted to know every single detail of every single thing he had missed during the time they had been separated. For the young lovers, this was as long as they had been without the comfort of one another’s kiss or embrace, and even longer since they hadn’t exchanged quiet words and utters of adoration.

The departing of the plane, like the flight, was a movement that went without much notice as Ryder clung to Simi’s palm and she pulled him down the stairs and into the open air and gentle sun. The light glinted off the woman’s golden hair and the young hunter was caught for a moment in the shine; mesmerized by the halo that seemed to have resettled itself on her crown now that they were once again, together.
It was if Heaven had never left him, it was here with him now.
Her playful teasing had Ryder grinning like a teenage boy; the wayward glint in his blue-grey eyes and the dimple on his cheek were a permanent fixture at the present. He acted thoughtful, for each game she had suggested was more tempting than the first, but thank goodness he didn’t have to choose, instead, she simply was his girl, and she wrapped him up in an adoring mouthy embrace that stole his train of thought.

The middle Winchester moaned in quiet displeasure when she pulled away and became the clever one, reminding the man they had come all this way with no clothes or plans. But he agreed quickly, a tawny brow darting up in mischief at the mention of a hotel room. “Yeah, the sooner we get a room, the better.” Ry offered her a sheepish, sideways grin and laughed, rushing after her when she tried to dance away. The hunter let the blonde get ahead of him a ways, but then gained on her, catching her around the waist and twisting her around so that he could bent his lips to her neck. The boyish grin was still in place as he left the arm around her waist and tucked the lithe witch into his side, escorting her to a waiting taxi.
“There’s probably a shop in the hotel lobby…is what I meant.” He told her forcing a seriousness that didn’t meet his eyes. This felt so good. It was so easy with her. Even easier to forget the last few weeks that had passed and pretend, just for a minute, that every thing was going to be okay.

The arrived at a nice hotel that probably wasn’t the most expensive on the block. Ryder insisted that he was paying, and his credit limit didn’t leave him much to play with. It was all aloha’s and lei’s and kisses on the cheek though, so the hunter figured Simi would enjoy it. She loved the simple things like that.
Their suite was a shock, and even nicer than the lobby of the inn. It was comfortable, yet had the little details that made it the honey-moon suite; including a window that opened up to the beach with a gauzy white linen drape a large bed, and a hot-tub sized bath in the washroom. Ryder whistled and turned around to take it all in, glimpsing back at Simi with a expectant, but vulnerable grin. “So…what do you think?”


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[Simone Winchester]

ILL TAKE OFF MY HALO IF YOU TAKE OFF YOUR WINGS

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YOU DON"T HAVE TO BE INVINCIBLE CAUSE I SURE AINT NO SAINT[/font]

Heaven.

Simi felt as is she were in heaven as they played in the afternoon sunlight. Ryders answering revelry made her squeak and then the press of his lips on her neck made her giddy with the love she felt for this man. Did he have any idea just how much he truly meant to her?? Just how much his smile effect her? Or how much his very touch had the ability to heal all the hurt in her soul?

Simi truly didn't think so.

For the first time in weeks, she laughed and felt as if the smile on her face wouldn't shatter. As if the world had once again righted itself and it was full of infinite possibilities once more. With her tawny haired hunter at her side, she felt capable of climbing any mountain or taking on any problem. As if there were nothing they couldn't do as long as they were together.

And that was just the outer layer of all her feelings.

Today, in this very moment... She was simply in love and she wanted the whole world to know it. To know that this man was hers and nothing else mattered. As long as she could touch, kiss or hold him... She had everything she needed. He was like the very breath she needed to live and she soaked up his sunny smile like a flower long denied the sun's warm rays.

Content to allow Ryder free rein in their adventure, the little blond relaxed against her lover and allowed him to whisk her into a taxi and then to a likely looking hotel. As they stepped from the vehicle, they were greeted by lei's and the typical traditional Aloha welcome before managing to slip away into the beach side tourist lodge.

As Ryder went about seeing to a room, Simi pulled out her phone and called her mother dreading it as much as knowing that it had to be done. Hopefully, her parents hadn't yet discovered that she hadn't made it to Athens or there would be hell to pay.

Thankfully, it all turned out differently than what she'd been expecting.

A short conversation later, the young woman hung up the phone and powered it off even as bemusement made her shake her head. Lexi hadn't seemed the least bit surprised by her tale and had even gone so far as to say she'd make sure Daddy dearest didn't try to track them down and do anything stupid. After recommending Simi only turn on her phone for emergencies, the older woman had told her to have fun and hung up. Seriously, the woman was SCARY at times. It was almost as if she'd already known what had happened.

Shaking her head a bit in wonder, Simi turned her attention back to Ryder just as the counter lady handed over a key and directed them to their room. With her hand still in his, they traversed the distance and soon were entering their suite. Soft laughter rang out as he pulled her inside and then her breath caught at the sight laid out before her. Soft white drapes lined a beach side entrance along with a hot tub and a bed that would no doubt be made use of before the day was finished.

Suddenly, Simi felt tears fill her eyes and she turned to Ryder with all the love she had shining there for him to see.

“Oh Ry...... A honeymoon suite?? You didn't have to..... but.... Its wonderful.....I thought... I thought that we'd never make these memories together...” she choked, torn between laughter and happy tears. “I couldn't have asked for anything better...We could have slept on the beach for as much as I cared but this.... This is truly.... Magical.....”

Stepping forward, she allowed her carry on to slide down her arm and thump to the floor without a second notice. Before she knew it, she had her arms entwined around his neck and she drank in his kiss like it was the last thing she'd ever do. Only when they were both breathless did she pull away and smile up at him.

“So... What do you want to do first? I don't know about you but..... After that flight, I could use a shower before anything. I feel kind of rumpled and worn.... Would you like to join me??? I'll wash your back if you wash mine....” she teased, stepping back and kicking off her heels. A bit of impish challenge darkened her eyes even as she licked her bottom lip. “It seems to me all this started with a shower.... Only seems proper that it picks back up with one....Of course... Last time, I was the only one under the water even if I was secretly fantasizing about how you'd feel in there with me....”

Then, letting her voice trail off in a husky invitation, Simi shimmied out of her skirt and kicked it up right into his face before giggling and racing for the bathroom door.

You'll always be my angel no matter what you do,
Cause you take me to heaven, just by being you. [/center][/b][/color]

STATUS; Unfinished
TAGGED; Ryder
WORDS; no idea?
LYRICS; Just By Being You – Steel Magnolias

[Ryder James Winchester]

In the arms of an angel
Fly away from here

You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You’re in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort there

Ryder was playing it cool on the outside. A boyish smirk, hands in his pockets and a tawny eyebrow arched roguishly, but he couldn’t deny the look of bliss on Simi’s face took his breath away. She was capricious as a school girl; glowing even, though the hunter wasn’t sure if this was caused by her giddiness or the dual miracles growing inside of her. He heard that was the case with expectant females, but wasn’t sure because Cris lacked the radiance in her skin and her eyes and…he pushed the transitory thought from his mind

The corporal wonder that his girlfriend was emitting had the young man feeling excited too, but nervous as hell, and his hands were all sweaty as proof of that fact.
He was going to be a father. A dad...
Not one but two tiny human beings to wrap himself around their tiny fingers; two lives to direct and two mouths to feed, and a woman to provide for. Ryder chewed on his lip and drank Simone in with his eyes, the corner of his mouth turning up into an awed smile. At that moment he realized that the first thought he had when she had confirmed her pregnancy was that he would get to experience the unconditional love of a child. Looking into her eyes, he realized he could already feel that.

“Well…I…couldn’t really let an angel sleep anywhere besides Eden, so…” Psht. Ryder was trying to be smooth, but his hand was already at the top of his head, rubbing away absently; sheepishly. It was a good thing Simi saved herself from more of his Rico Suave by coming forward to wrap herself around him, and her lips around his lips. Ryder breathed in and held it; letting his eyes slide close and his arms around her hips; pulling all her warmth and goodness as close to him as he could.

Her body; God how her body solidified him. The hunter clung to her hips, grasping her gently but possessively with his palms and fingertips. He stole her kisses and her virtue; the inferno that the simple, ardent kiss caused burning his lips and his arms and neck where she touched him and drew her velvet mouth.
Her body pulling away drew a husky groan from the man, and it etched a guileless look of boyish angst across his face, until she tempted him to a game of chase with her eyes and her teasing removal of clothing.

He wasn’t going to lose this pursuit for anything, and quickly gathered his jaw from the floor in order to catch her at the bathroom door.
Ryder kept in mind her…delicate position…but was playfully rough when he captured her palm and spun her around, pressing her against the jam with his body and lifting the hand over their heads. He shuddered against her lips, against her throat. His need was a corporal beast that was just held at bay. If she wanted to play, he would not deny her that. She deserved to be cherished, adored and pampered.

“How ‘bout I wash your back…and your arms…and your feet, and you let me show you all the ways I am sorry for hurting you.” He whispered against her collarbone, squeezing the hand in his.



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[Simone Winchester]

ILL TAKE OFF MY HALO IF YOU TAKE OFF YOUR WINGS

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YOU DON"T HAVE TO BE INVINCIBLE CAUSE I SURE AINT NO SAINT[/font]

Addicted. Thats was she was. Addicted to every touch, every caress, everything this man did. All teasing aside, he had the ability to steel her very breath away with a simple smile and the adoration she saw in his cobalt depths made her feel like a goddess. It was all she'd ever dreamed of and more than she'd ever dared hope for.

And that didn't even TOUCH on what his playful demeanor was doing to her body on a more physical level. God, if he kept looking at her like that she was going to combust. His words only brought the need to a boil.

“Oh.. God, Ry...Don't you know you don't have to do that?? I love you and... Honestly.... ” she choked out in a husky cry. “....if you keep talking like that.. we aren't going to make it to the shower...I've missed you so badly and it seems like forever since.... Well... just.. since....”

Stuttering to a stop, Simi bit her lip and then gave up on trying to find the words to describe the fire he was starting in her middle. Suddenly, there was simply to many clothes between them and she pulled at her caged wrists. One leg curled up about his waist even as his lips caresses her collarbone and her head fell back. Thankfully, one wrist came free and she was able to tug at the tshirt confining Ry's warm body from hers.

“Damn it all... Can't you get these clothes off any faster??” she hissed, wanting to feel his skin against hers and then laughing at her own words. “You can show me all those things you promises but I demand that we are both naked to do it!!”

Taking her own words to heart, she pulled her other hand free and tugged her silk shirt up and over her head. It dropped to the floor in a silken puddle to be joined shortly by her undergarments. Stepping back, she crooked a finger at him even as she turned on the water and set it to the right temp. Once that was done, she waited for him to disrobe and then took his hand, pulling him into the huge steam shower with her.

Then.. She was truly in heaven.

As the warm steam eased away the jet lag of thousands of miles, Simi let her hands travel skin she never thought to touch again. It was an exploration she took very seriously and each caress more precious than gold. Pressing kisses to wet skin, she traced silly little hearts with her fingers in play and then nipped softly at warm skin. When she looked upwards, sapphire eyes melded with azure ones and need poured from her gaze.

“God... I've missed you so much.... At the risk of sounding like a demanding girlfriend... If you don't hurry up and make love to me?? I might have to take matters into my own hands......” she said, only half teasing. “Theres only so much suspense a girl can handle you know, baby...”

You'll always be my angel no matter what you do,
Cause you take me to heaven, just by being you. [/center][/b][/color]

STATUS; Unfinished
TAGGED; Ryder
WORDS; no idea?
LYRICS; Just By Being You – Steel Magnolias

[Ryder James Winchester]

In the arms of an angel
Fly away from here

You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You’re in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort there

Ryder couldn’t think past the taste of her lips; the feel of his hands on her skin; her hands on him. Their kisses were fervent, desperate; so covetous to make up for lost time, all the mouthy embraces they would have missed; all the adoring words spoken and gentle touches. Just the sound of her need throaty voice, and a sudden smokiness to her usually crystalline eyes was enough to drive the hunter insane. Her leg curled around him as he tasted the delicate column of her throat and collar bone, and the feel of her balmy body sent the young Winchester into a shudder that started at his middle and worked its way out to the careful, but grasping fingertips that held her wrists.

He was weakened by that feeling, and so the witch easily tugged one arm free, desperately pulling his tee-shirt up and over his head. Ryder sighed in contentment. The trembles that had moved across his tawny skin had raised goose bumps; exposed to the air conditioned room as well as the tangible magic that was radiating off of the blonde; all the nerve endings across his bare chest cried out at the sensation.
A husky chuckle was torn from his throat at Simi’s frantic inquiry and then the suggestion of naked promises kept, but the quiet laugh became a hissed gasp across his teeth when she leaned back to remove her own top, and bra…and…my, god.

The game began again with a lazy smile and a come hither finger wiggle, and Ryder couldn’t get his jeans off any faster, fumbling with the button as he tried to follow, and then nearly toppling over when he realized his sneakers were still on his feet. He regrouped quickly, shoving one shoe off with the other foot, and vice versa before finally sliding the button open on his jeans. Yes, victory! A proud little chuckle was torn from his throat as he was easily tugged under the hot stream.

Ryder used lathery hands to work out Simi’s stiff, wanting muscles. He couldn’t’ keep his lips off of her smooth, perfect, alabaster skin. Out of her hair.
Where the soap and then water removed doubt and bubbles, the young hunter pressed a kiss to each place; or sometimes ran his tongue along the curve, or murmured promises. He pressed her against the steam warmed tile and let his body speak where his tongue left off; Making pledge to hers.
It was heaven. Truly.
And it was just before the middle Winchester decided he couldn’t hold back anymore; that he couldn’t wait a single moment more before he showed her exactly how much she was missed, the seraph beseeched him to do that very thing.

And so he did.

Lippy promises became bodily ones as the lovers kept the bathroom hazy even after the water had turned bitter cold. Wrapped up in one another, the lovers didn’t notice the chill of the marble counter, or the firmness of the white tile floor beneath them. They christened ever possible surface with those physical promises, finally ending up, not on the duvet covered bed, but on the floor; the bedspread beneath them still half tucked into the corner of the mattress above.
Ryder was leaned over Simi, a side ways, boyish grin on his face as he lightly fingered a bead of moisture at her temple. He kissed the salty place and then tucked a strand of slightly dampened hair behind her ear; letting loose a quiet, awe stricken chortle.

“You feel clean and shiny now, Angel?” He teased, and when he smiled wider, the dimple on his cheek flashed. “That was one hell of a shower."

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[Simone Winchester]

ILL TAKE OFF MY HALO IF YOU TAKE OFF YOUR WINGS

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YOU DON"T HAVE TO BE INVINCIBLE CAUSE I SURE AINT NO SAINT[/font]

It was the most amazing shower in history and then some. The slender blond wasn't quiet sure how much time had gone by before she found herself sprawled underneath Ryder with nothing but the bedspread cushioning her from a seriously bad rug burn.The bedroom was starting to dim with a softly setting sun and the sounds of the world around them finally started to register.

Completely sated and deliriously happy, Simi heard his words and a little chuckle escaped her throat even as her sleepy eyelids fluttered open to smile up at him with gentle adoration. Stretching languidly, she felt well used muscles flinch a bit but couldn't regret anything they'd done. She'd enjoyed every moment of it and she was quiet happy to see she'd left a few love marksof her own upon his tanned skin. They'd definitely gotten carried away with the moment and neither of them had seemed to care. Need and the desire ot make up for missed time had rode them hard and there wasn't a part of him that Simi hadn't explored with her lips, hands and body.

Oh yeah, the man had the ability to make her forget everything and anything. Simi had a feeling if they both lived to be ninty... Ryder was still going to have the same effect on her.

Giving a slight yawn, Simi giggled as she sat up beside him and eyed the beautiful man who was her lover. Her eyes rooved his nude body and she didn't even bother to bank the fire in her gaze even though she was already well satisfied. An impish light glittered in her blue depths as she leaned in closer to steal a kiss before pulling back and looking around.

“Well, I think I'm glad you got the honeymoon suite, baby... Cause I definitely think we've done it justice! I hope we didn't bother the neighbors to much with all the noise you were making! Do you think people like us are the reason everything in the room is nailed down??? Sure glad I don't have to explain to the neighbors what all the banging noises were.” she teased, jumping to her feet and pulling the sheet off the bed to wrap around herself.

Clad toga style, she stuck her tongue out at the sprawled hunter and moved over to the bedside table that held a phone and menu. Picking it up, she turned victoriously and waved it at him.


“I don't know about you but.. I”m starving!!”

As if to confirm her allegations, her stomach chose that moment to let out a fierce growl. With a blush creeping over her fair features, she came back to plop on the ground beside him and go over the offerings.

Before long, they'd agreed on their choices and placed on order for room service that turned into a romantic picnic on the hotel room floor. Laughter, easy chit chat and gentle teasing set the tone for the evening and soon Simi found herself nodding off even as one of her favorite movies played across the screen of the huge ass TV. Snuggling in close to her man's strong arms, she put her palm over his heart and delighted in the thump of it close to the cheek she rested on his chest.

Content in the knowledge that she was safe in Ryders arms, she had her first real sleep of months.

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Hours later, something woke Simi from a deep sleep. Curled on her side with her head resting on Ry's chest, she blinked sleepily and looked around the room. Seeing nothing out of the ordinary, she decided that some other guest next door had obviously made a noise that had disturbed her.

Unfortunately, she also discovered, it had chased away the need for sleep. Her body was suddenly energized to the reality of her situation and she wanted to sing and dance with pure joy. With all this to enjoy, she didn't want to miss a moment of it sleeping.

Peeking up at her handsome hunter, she stifled a little giggle as she heard a soft snore escape him. After watching him for a long moment, she realized that waking him would be a bad idea since he'd looked haggard and drawn earlier in the day. He obviously needed his rest even if she couldn't.

So, instead of waking him in the manner she wanted too, she slid carefully out of his embrace and off the bed. Gazing at him for a long moment, enjoying the sensation of just watching him sleep, the young woman finally glanced towards the balcony doors and bit her lip.

Something seemed to pull her towards them so, after a final glance at her sleeping honey, she padded softly to her luggage and pulled out one of the two piece swim suits she'd packed for Athens. Slipping into it, she then wrapped a sarong around her waist and headed for the door, picking up her sandals on the way.

Easing the glass door open softly, she left it open just a bit and then stepped out on to the small padded porch. The gentle sound of the surf hitting the shore was enchanting even as the moonlight played across the water and a soft smile spread over her face. Lifting her face to the heavens, the young woman drew in the smells of the exotic island and mentally memorized everything about her little personal paradise. For as long as she lived, she knew Hawaii would always be her favorite place on earth because it was hers and Ryders.

With that happy thought still on her mind, Simi stepped into the sand of the beach and walked towards the ocean. Glancing over her shoulder at the hotel room door, she contented herself with the knowledge that, should Ry wake up and wonder where she was, she was only mere feet away. All he would have to do is peek out the door to see her and the night was to beautiful to lie a bed when one couldn't sleep.

When she reached the water, she dipped her bare toes in and then began to splash happily under the moonlight. Even the elements seemed to frolic with her as she expressed her joy with soft laughter and a goofy little dance in the waves. Raising her arms to the moon goddess, she spun in a small circle and felt blessed in some small way.

All seemed perfect in her world and her troubles far, far away.

Soon enough, however, Simi found a moonlit spot to sit upon the beach and sat with her chin upon her knees. Lost in the contentment of the night, she at first didn't register the fact that she was not alone and when a soft, feminine voice broke through the silence, she started and looked up to find a classically beautiful young woman sitting beside her. Blinking rapidly, she looked about, wondering where she'd come from and then smiled.

“Oh! I'm sorry... I .. I didn't hear you approach or even sit down!” she said, blushing a bit at her own preoccupation. “Did I disturb you?? I didn't give any thought to the other guests that might be occupying this beach!”

The young woman beside her laughed softly and shook her head. She, too, dropped her head upon her knees and stared out over the waves. For a long moment, Simi sat there but then decided the other girl had felt the same need as she had so turned her attention back to the water. She had just about decided that no more conversation was going to be made when the others soft voice broke the silence.

“You are lucky you know.You and your young man have a second chance. Don't waste it.. Its far to precious of a thing to throw away and not everyone gets one....”she whispered, making Simi turn and frown at her. Meeting her gaze, the young woman gave a small, heartbroken smile before continuing. “Oh, I'm sorry... I don't mean to intrude... I just couldn't help but reading your expression a bit ago... I”m guessing that you've not had an easy time of it lately... That you've come here in the hopes of solving some of your troubles.....”


Opening her mouth, Simi eyed her but didn't know what to say. Luckily, the other woman didn't seem to expect a reply because she turned her eyes back to the ocean before continuing.

“If you'll take advice from someone who knows....Nothing is as hopeless as it seems as long as you both live... Don't take any day for granted and make them most of every second you have together because you never know when it might be your last..... I know...”

Tilting her head a bit, the blond stared at her night companion and found the strange need to comfort her.


“I'm so sorry...... You must have loved him very much..... “

Nodding, the pretty brunette wrapped her arms around her knees tighter and blinked back a sudden flood of tears in her eyes.

“Yes... I did.... I arranged to come here so that we could be married..... We were both so happy... We had our whole lives planned out and it was going to be perfect..... Only....Life had different plans for us, you could say..... He was killed the day of our wedding before we could even say our vows..... We had a bit of a fight the night before and we said some rather hurtful things..... When I found out he'd been killed...... Well, I died myself.... I've never loved another since......”

Biting her lip at the sad tale, Simi to gazed out over the water. Her heart went out to the pair of young lovers but she wondered what made the woman share her story with her. Did she look that troubled?

“I'm sorry for your pain...... It must have been.. must be awful... I can't imagine your heartbreak... If I lost Ryder.... I Don't know how I would go on....” she said softly, turning her gaze back to the woman who'd suddenly turned to look at her.

“Hold on to him.... Dont ever let him doubt your love for a minute... You never know what regrets you might have if you part with angry words between you...... It will haunt you for all eternity...”

Then, as suddenly as she arrived, she got up and started to walk away. Staring after her in bemusement, Simi watched until the clouds passed over the moon and darkness fell for mere seconds. When it rolled on, the woman was nowhere in sight.

Frowning in consternation, the young blond got to her feet and looked around. What in the world??

Finally, shaking her head, she turned back to her own hotel room and decided that maybe her fertile imagination was taking over from jet lag or something. As she approached the room, she looked up to find Ryder standing in the doorway with a sleepy, rumpled look upon his face.

Suddenly overwhelmed by the need to feel his warmth against her, she rushed across the last few feet of sand and then into his arms.

“Hey you...... I thought you were sleeping..” she whispered up to him, standing on her tiptoes to kiss him softly. “I'm sorry... I didn't mean to wake you .. You were sleeping so peacefully....”

(OK, so I fast forwarded us a bit.. Hope it was ok!! If not, I can change things around... <3 )



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You'll always be my angel no matter what you do,
Cause you take me to heaven, just by being you. [/center][/b][/color]

STATUS; Unfinished
TAGGED; Ryder
WORDS; no idea?
LYRICS; Just By Being You – Steel Magnolias

[Ryder James Winchester]

She's got ...blue eyes...deep like the sea
They roll back when she's laughin' at me
She rises up like the tide
The moment her lips meet mine...

Ryder was content to watch the part of Simi’s lips as she caught her breath, or the rise and fall of her chest as she tried seize the elusive air. He was satisfied to let his sapphire eyes ride the waves of shimmering honey-wheat hair that fell like a golden waterfall across the pillow bunched beneath her head; to become intoxicated once again by the lingering smell of their love-making or the feel of the lithe body just beneath his. Her skin; made balmy by their recent activities, was naturally radiating some intense cool whisper of the magic that was hardly contained within her tall, but delicate frame.
The young hunter’s body was worn out but electrified. The places where Simi had marked him with a teasing nibble a bit too roughly or fingernails clung too tautly against tawny skin still stung with sweet remembrance of their initial delivery, and the satisfied ache of his worked muscles was a heady reminder of the hours spent rewarding promises and making still more vows.

But it wasn’t just Simi’s body and her touch that had caused the young Winchester to fall so hard he had broken through the earth and landed in utopia without even feeling the pressure of ground upon skin and bone; it was her smile, her sense of humor, the sound of her voice she spoke so absently and so guilelessly whilst she didn’t even realize she was making him want her again. A chuckle was loosed from the man’s parted lips at her statements and sentences that had no apparent end or beginning. Ryder flipped onto his back and folded his arms beneath his head, grinning while he watched the slender witch pull herself up to stand; taking the sheet that had been intertwined with the duvet with her.
A low groan of disappointment escaped him, but it soon turned into a smirk as he found the cotton sheet rather flimsy, and he could still make out the curve of her waist and the darkened pink at the center of her breast. Unbidden his body tensed and he smiled sheepishly, pulling the twisted comforter across him to hide the proof of his unrestrained cravings. Thankfully he was distracted from said cravings by the resounding rumble that escaped Simi’s belly, and the hunter couldn’t help but let loose a chuckle that shook him free of unfulfilled hungers.

They ordered, dressed in just enough to answer the door for the staff that brought their meal, and made a tablecloth of the comforter than had been their bed for a time.
Ryder Winchester could not have been happier.
The simple picnic turned into dinner and a movie as they ate on the floor before the television, but soon they had cleared away all the platters and glasses and once again found themselves bare and wound in each others arms. The hunter’s heart beat sang a serenade to the cheek that was pressed against it; his arms melting into the gentle form caged within them. Never could a man have felt as though he belonged no where else save there; now. Not even the slight tinge of guilt that gnawed at his soul could distract the man from the dreams of futurity that compelled him into deep slumber; the only thing that could have willed his eyes to close as they were caught in the wholly hypnotizing innocence on her sleeping face.

And he dreamed; prophecies of forever, glimpses into the future at chubby little feet taking first steps and chaste kisses upon blushing perfect cheeks; these were the visions that filled his sleep. Beyond the hazy veil of consciousness and dreaming; his heaven of one became filled to brimming with cherubs whom he loved.
It was only the absence of Simi’s warmth that could persuade Ryder to leave such hazy visualizations, and he blinked his eyes until the moonlit darkened room became lucid, then and bolted upright, suddenly tense by her absence.

“Simi?” Ryders voice was sleep husky, and he cleared it and called out again to no avail. Shaking his in order to fully gain lucidity from slumber, he rubbed the sleep from his blue eyes and scanned the room, noticing that that the door to the bathroom was ajar and was empty, just like the rest of the suite; absent her radiating magic.
The young man pulled himself up and slid into the crumpled jeans that were near the bed of blankets on the floor. Following his instincts to the gauzy curtain swaying gently with the breeze coming in through the open patio door, Ryder scanned the beach until his eyes landed on Simi’s willowy form coming towards him, and he could breathe again.

Catching the woman in his open arms, the hunter embraced her tightly, as if her little escapade was unforgivable and he would never let her go. But her words stroked any tenseness that was lingering within him, and when she pressed a lasting, but virtuous kiss to his lips the man sighed in relief.
“It’s okay Angel. Kinda’ got cold in here without you so…” He smirked, wrinkling his nose at her as he lifted a hand to rub absently at the back of his neck. Man, he was whooped. Just tie him up and get out the cat-a-nine-tails, he was completely and utterly addicted to this woman.

“Anyway, baby…what were you doing out there, huh?” He let his body drift away from hers just a little so that he could tug at her sarong and then look back up at her with a mischievous gaze. “If you wanted to go for a swim, hell…sleep could have waited. Is there anyone out there? You think someone would notice if we…?
So…he was thinking about her again. Naked. This time with her legs wrapped around him while the waves crashed them into one another.
Yeah, he was so gone.

[Simone Winchester]

ILL TAKE OFF MY HALO IF YOU TAKE OFF YOUR WINGS

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YOU DON"T HAVE TO BE INVINCIBLE CAUSE I SURE AINT NO SAINT[/font]

Had she ever seen anything sexier than a rumpled, sleepy eyed Ryder Winchester? Simi didn't think so. There was something so infinitely beautiful about the sight that it melted her heart into a little gooey pile and left her knees weak.

And then he spoke to her with his voice husky with disuse and awakening desire. Damn, the man was a walking aphrodisiac and she didn't think she'd ever get enough of him. She was a very lucky lady indeed and a smile curved over her rose pedal lips as she gazed up at him.

“Well, theres no one here currently and seeing as its just you, me and the moonlight...” she whispered impishly, standing up on tip toe to steal a kiss before pulling away with a teasing grin. “Last one in is a rotten egg!!!”

That said, the little blond turned on her heels and dashed towards the surf with twinkling laughter floating behind her. As she went, she pulled off her sarong and dropped it into the sand just before she reached the frothing waves. Glancing back over her shoulder, she spied Ryder fast closing the distance and shrieked in glee as she tried to dance sideways out of his grasp.

Even as she did so, she knew she wasn't going to make it but it was still fun trying.

When Ry's arms did snake around her waist, Simi grinned and let him pull her back against him. A happy smile played about her lips as she glanced upwards at him and then took his hand to tug him further into the waves. Once they were far enough out to feel the water lapping mid chest, she wrapped an arm around his neck and pulled his face down for a kiss.

For a long minute, she was so lost in the embrace that she forgot her original intentions but the feel of fingers tugging at the strings of her top made her grin wickedly. In a move that would have done her cousin Kayla proud, she hooked one leg behind his and gave a sharp yank that knocked him off guard and helpless to the backwards shove she placed on his chest.

The last thing she saw before his face disappeared beneath the water was his startled expression and the dawning of awareness in his eyes. Oh yeah... She was going to pay for that one! She thought even as she desperately tried to paddle backwards and out of reach.

You'll always be my angel no matter what you do,
Cause you take me to heaven, just by being you. [/center][/b][/color]

STATUS; Unfinished
TAGGED; Ryder
WORDS; no idea?
LYRICS; Just By Being You – Steel Magnolias

[Ryder James Winchester]

She's got ...blue eyes...deep like the sea
They roll back when she's laughin' at me
She rises up like the tide
The moment her lips meet mine...

If there was one thing…wait, hell, there were a million things…anyway, if there was one thing the hunter loved about his impish angel was that she was impulsive and bold. When he’d mentioned the skinny dipping before, Ryder thought he’d get a playful slap, but when Simi took off running away, he let out a rebellious howl.
Even the chase was brilliant. His grey-blue eyes twinkled with all the roguishness of a teenage boy, mirroring the winking lights in the midnight blue sky. That white sarong did nothing to hide the perfect curve of her rear, but he was more than happy when the gauzy sheath was removed to expose her body completely. Damn, and what a body!
Her laughter was like a siren’s call, drawing him in with a craving that was crazy intense considering it hadn’t been so long since they’d christened every room in the suite, but wasn’t he still making up for the past few weeks anyway?

Ryder caught his angel as she tip-toed out into the black water. He gasped slightly as he pulled the woman against him; a momentary reaction to the cool water licking his feet, but the sound became a rumble in his throat as Simi pulled him deeper into the nibbling waves. They moved out deeper into the black ocean, and the water surrounded them just as he surrounded her; with his arms, with his worship, his mouth over hers and her fingertips against his cheeks. The middle Winchester drank her in, letting the moment fill him with bliss and serenity. God, it had been so long since he had felt this. Peace. It was a glorious thing, and so was she.

The mouthy embrace went from playful and light to more heady; making Ryder’s head swim like his body; crashing into hers; an explosion of sensation each and every time. Absently, the young man let his fingers drift from her waist where he was holding her up to the string tying her bikini. He smiled against her velvet lips; feeling like a boy sneaking to second base. Oh! And he’d almost gotten there…until Simi flipped him as easy as a pancake. His eyes widened a moment before he slid under the salty water, but he was always an excellent swimmer. The hunter sucked in a breath and held it just before sinking below the navy blue water.

The moon’s glow was just enough that when Ry opened his eyes beneath the surface, he could make out the shape of his girlfriend swimming away. She was a strong swimmer too, apparently, but no match for the boy that had come in 1nd place on his elementary school swim team. Making like JAWS the young man glided through the cool water just below her; teasing her legs playfully as if he were a shark about to eat her up just before popping up out of the water to grab her hips again.

“Oh, you think I’m that easy huh?” He teased, using one hand to clear his eyes of water and push back his soaking hair while the other arm wrapped around her. He chuckled and shook his head. “Okay…I guess I am, but that wasn’t playing far. You know how hard it was for me to let you get this far wearing that thing?” And the smile he wore was pure cheekiness just before he pressed his lips to the side of her mouth. And then again. And once more.