♥ Marry Me. Today and Everyday ♥

[Ryder James Winchester]

Forever can never be long enough for me
To feel like I've had long enough with you
Forget the world now, we won't let them see
But there's one thing left to do

Ryder peered into the sky with narrowed eyes; the smile on his face a permanent fixture as the warm hues of sunset bathed him in a rich, balmy radiance. The lapping of the waves would be he and Simi’s bridal hymn, and the young hunter couldn’t think of any song more fitting. Serene, beautiful, ethereal; the same words that described the song portrayed his love. The woman who would soon be his wife.
Occasionally a gull would join in the mantra, like a wind instrument in the orchestra of the sea, and Ryder bounced on the balls of his heels, laughing quietly in nervous excitement.
His wife. Simi was going to be his wife! And the mother of his children. Twins! Two babies to wrap up in his embrace and kiss their heads and curl their little fingers around his pinky. It seemed just when his life was at its end, now it was just beginning.

The middle Winchester nodded tensely at the man that would join him and his bride-to-be, and he swallowed thickly, wishing he could drink up the ocean he was so nervous and his mouth so dry. Why was he so nervous? This was the happiest day of his life. It was perfect. It was right. Why should he wait a single moment to do what he wanted; no needed so desperately to do? Who knew how long he had before…?
He had to live every single moment like it was going to be his last one. Surely any one that knew of his situation could understand that.
But, there was one pang of guilt; the only shadow in his beaming soul; a soul glowing so bright the man felt he could have been emitting an electric charge. He knew this decision, no matter how fleetingly, was bound to cause two people he loved a moment of despair. His mother Lisa, and Chey, his dear baby sister; his best friend; they would mourn the loss of their presence at this joining.

Ryder let out a shuddering breath and lifted his shaking hand to his hair. He rubbed it absently, surprised at finding how it missed some length, until he remembered he had gotten a haircut not hours before.
While Simone was busy finding a dress, shoes, hair and make-up, the young groom-to-be had been anxiously trying to waste time. It turned out their hotel had a wedding planner on site, and it had only taken minutes to book their beach sanctuary. After that, he bought a tuxedo from the shop in the lobby; sans shoes (it was going to be in the sand after all), gotten a haircut and a shave, and then had nothing better to do than pace, and occasionally have a sip from one of two Long-Island Iced Tea’s he was nursing (strong drink for the nerves, but sipping them for hours wouldn’t have him drunk or even buzzed for his wedding vows.)

So now it was time. Simi should be here any minute and he couldn’t wait another moment. He was ready to marry the woman; his angel and redeemer; the most beautiful waking miracle he had ever laid eyes upon and was quite sure would remain so until he saw the faces of his cherubs, whereas then the vision would become a trio.
Snaking his tongue across his parched lips Ryder couldn’t wait another moment to drink in her magnificence, to taste the ambrosia of her lips, to hear the words man and wife.

And then he saw her and his heart stopped. The sun at her back and the soft breeze gently moving a wisp of spun gold at her cheek, it was if the heaven had truly opened to free an earthbound angel. She had a halo of pink and lavender painted in her hair; illuminated by twilight’s balmy hue.
Ryder smiled and let out a breath of utter awe. This really was paradise and there was his goddess.

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Tag: For Simi ♥
Lyrics: Marry Me; Train

[Simone Winchester]

Of all the ways Simi had envisioned her wedding day, Sand, Surf and sun had not been among them. As a honeymoon, yes... As a wedding setting.. No. Somehow, she'd always envisioned a church overflowing with guests, her brother walking her down the isle and her mama crying in the front pew. All the trappings every girl dreams of when she things of her Prince Charming and imagines how the day will unfold.

However, now that the moment had arrived, the lithe blond knew that she couldn't have wished for anything more.

Oh, certainly, she wished her family and friends could have joined them but all that truly mattered was the fact that Ryder awaited her out on the sand and the love that bound them together would soon be celebrated in an age old custom. They would be starting a real, commited life together with sacred vows and their babes growing in her womb. The mere thought of it was enough to bring tears of joy to her eyes and she had to draw a shaky breath in order to stem the tide. The maid that fused around her smiled knowingly and kept up idle chit chat to distract her even as every moment drew them closer to the time when she'd be stepping out into the sand and to a new future.

A future as Mrs. Ryder Winchester. OH, just the sound of it was enough to send shivers down her spine and she smiled as she pictured her husband to be in her mind. He was everything she could have ever asked for and then some. If someone had told her when she was twelve and just starting to notice boys that the day would arrive when she'd be saying I do to Ryder, she'd have laughed herself silly. He'd been the thing of secret fantasies and childish musings but she'd never in a million years dreamed of him seeing her as anything other than a pest. Besides that, she'd been hell bent on leaving the hunting world behind as much as she could when she left for college so she'd really never considered what he'd be like all grown up.

And boy, had he grown up.

Laughing a bit to herself at that thought and feeling her cheeks turn a bit red, Simi allowed the maid to put the finishing touchs on her hair that was haphazardly pulled up on her head and then stood up. A quick look in the mirror revealed a figure still slender in the shapely white gown and a face that was fairly lit from inner happiness. With the off shoulder gown drawing attention to the delicate lines of neck and shoulders, she felt every bit the beautiful bride even for the rushed affair. She only hoped Ryder thought the same.

As the maid announced that it was time, Simi took a deep breath and smiled at the woman. Soon enough, they were standing on the beach and a bouquet of flowers was placed in her hand but the young woman saw none of it. Her eyes were for the man standing on the beach alone with the priest and no other.

Her love. Her man. Her Husband.

This wasn't Paradise... this was Heaven on Earth.

With steps that were thankfully steady, Simi advanced through the sand until she reached Ryder's side. With her eyes never leaving his, she smiled up at him and then shakily took his hand when it was offered. With the sun shining softly down upon them, the water lapping at the shores and the sound of seagulls in the air, she was filled with a happiness she'd never experienced before.

“I love you.” she whispered low for his ears alone and then turned to the priest as he cleared his throat and asked if they were ready to proceed. “Now and forever..”

[Ryder James Winchester]

Forever can never be long enough for me
To feel like I've had long enough with you
Forget the world now, we won't let them see
But there's one thing left to do

The illumination behind Simone was amazing; the sky was tinted with pinks, lavenders and gingers that could only be seen from the likes of the Pacific paradise, but it was nothing compared to the glow radiating from the woman floating down the isle towards her future. Ryder couldn’t have chased the grin from his face even if he’d wanted to, and following the smile appeared that endearing dimple, and eyes full of adoration so profound, the usual grey-blue orbs blazed like two sapphire gems polished and glistening with facets that reflected the setting sun.
She stole his breath, and his senses, as the young groom all but forgot where they were and what they were doing as his gaze ghosted down her lithe figure and then back up to her face again. She was his. All his. Forever and ever…

The breathy declaration against his ear brought Ryder’s attention back to the present and he shuddered, mirroring his wife-to-be as she turned toward the priest. The middle Winchester was thankful the elder male was there to guide him easily through the next step; reciting words as old as the ages and addressing the couple about the significance of forever.
Of course, this was something the young hunter needed no reminder of. He’d been there with Simi since the moment he’d run into her after all those years; in that garage, that auspicious night, the moment he’d been roused from waking death. And he’d been there with her ever since; battling metaphorical and literal demons; slaying monsters real and imagined and chasing down something tangible. Chasing down a moment.

And now that forever seemed as impossible as growing old beside Simi, Ryder knew he had to hold onto it as tight, and for as long as he possibly could. Forever was right now, in this moment.

Ryder beamed at the preacher but couldn’t keep his eyes off his woman. His eyes were drawn to her bright, tear moistened orbs as if they held some invisible binding; the same one that bound the two souls within.
The young hunter repeated the vows spoken by the priest, never letting his gaze stray from Simi’s, and meaning each and every word that left his upturned lips. This was the part that the middle Winchester needed help with. Made speechless by Simi’s beauty, he wouldn’t have been able to form those vows without the elder man.

It wasn’t that he didn’t know exactly what he felt for the witch; on the contrary he didn’t think his own words could express completely what being near her aroused in him. The word love wasn’t powerful enough. Forever wasn’t near long enough.

And then came Simi’s turn to speak and Ryder’s chest burned with the need to hear her promise to him. The shared sentiment made into a pledge; the sea at their backs and the lapping waves the soundtrack to their union.
Ryder never wanted the sun to disappear beyond that horizon. He bid it to hang there eternally; so that the moment in time and the look on her face would never fade.


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Tag: For Simi ♥
Lyrics: Marry Me; Train

[Simone Winchester]

There were simply no words to describe the joy Simi felt when she and Ryder turned to join their futures together in the age old custom of marriage. As the preacher began to recite the words that would irrevocably make them one, it was almost more that the petite young woman could handle. It was perfect in a way she'd never even begun to imagine and tears prickled at the edges of her eyes.

Oh, they were tears of joy for sure but tears just the same. She simply couldn't believe how lucky she was and how far they'd both come in the last few months.

After the hell of her rape and subsequent demon nightmare, Simi found it amazing that she could calmly stand in this island paradise and vow her life, love and complete faith to the man next to her. Or at least somewhat calmly, she thought to herself, causing a little grin to flit across her face as she circumspectly wiped at a tear. And that wasn't even TOUCHING on the whole diabolical with Cristina that would still have to be dealt with and the problems they still faced.

Even with all those things though, Simi knew she would not want this any other way. She loved Ryder Winchester with all her heart and soul and she wouldn't trade any of those things if it meant she couldn't have him. After all the mountains they'd had to climb together and all the trials they'd overcome, this step seemed as easy as breathing. There were no uncertainties bogging down her mind and she didn't feel any unease at the realization that she would no longer be just Simone James but the other half of a completely new beginning.

A beginning that became surreal as she listened to the promises her love spoke.

The truth and sincerity in those rumbling tones made a bright, almost blinding smile spread over the young womans lips. When it came her turn, she returned the vows with answering emotion vibrating in her words and sparkling from her sapphire eyes. All the trust, faith and hope she felt for him rang in the air even as they exchanged the wedding bands they'd hastily found that morning.

As the ring slid on to his hand, Simi could only marvel at the fact that this amazing man was now hers. Hers in a way no woman could separate and no man could contest. His smile would be the first thing she saw when she awoke in the morning and the last thing she kissed before falling asleep at night. No longer would they be two separate people but part of one whole partnership working to raise their children and make a life together.

When the preacher announced them as husband and wife, Simi was torn between the urge to dance a crazy little jig right there in the sand or bawl her eyes out in happiness at the moment. She barely heard the man give Ryder permission to kiss the bride because she was already uplifting her face to his and beaming at him with a happiness so intense that she felt like she might very well sprout wings and fly in this perfect version of heaven.

[Ryder James Winchester]

Forever can never be long enough for me
To feel like I've had long enough with you
Forget the world now, we won't let them see
But there's one thing left to do

Ryder had never heard anything more beautiful than the vows falling from Simi’s rose-petal mouth. Every breath, every word was a symphony that echoed in his ears like eternity; a song that would thankfully get stuck in the soundtrack of his mind; one that he would dance to forever and a day. The promises that the pair exchanged were more than merely spoken words; they were a tattoo that had etched themselves onto his soul and to hers; a thing more corporal than even the slim rings they were to use in order to signify their union. Something they would wear everlastingly, and the preacher was so very, very wrong.
Their love would last longer than death. The grave would not part them; it would only be a transitory pause until they could come back together in the hereafter.

At this thought Ryder swallowed thickly, ignoring the pang that had buried itself in his chest. Was he doing the seraph wrong by marrying her now that his future was so uncertain? Would they join as one only for the man to leave her a widow less than a year later? What if they couldn’t break the contract? How could he promise her forever when it truly wasn't his to give?

All these questions and uncertainties left the young hunter a bit bemused, but one look down into Simi’s aching beautiful face; seeing the happiness shining through her cobalt eyes and lighting up the shadows around them, he steeled himself with the knowledge that no matter what, he was giving this woman his heart and a promise and he intended to keep it. Contract be damned.

His hands were shaking when he slid the slim golden ring on her finger and then accepted his own. That done, he intertwined their fingers and gave her hand one, two, three squeezes like he’d done even before confessing those three words.
I Love You
They seemed so inadequate now. Ryder didn’t quite know what exactly to say to express the way he felt for Simone, and so he let his kiss speak the emotions that were perched on his tongue. The preacher man announced them as husband and wife and before he could even finish the consent to kiss his new bride, the middle Winchester used their intertwined fingers to tug her closer, drawing the arm around his own hips and snaking his arm around hers. The hand clung to hers released the dainty palm only to lift to her cheek; light fingertips whispered across it as if memorizing the feel with his digits before coming to rest at her chin so he could tilt her face up just slightly.
“My wife…” he breathed against her lips, which were barely parted in anticipation of a mouthy embrace, which he awarded her, but only a light one before he drew back to breath against her rosy lips again. “For longer than eternity…” He added to their vows in a breathy murmur before inhaling deeply and then covering her mouth with his own in a gasping, heated dance of tongue, breath and lips.

There was only one witness who was the wife of the preacher, and she erupted in gleeful laughter and applause at this show of affection, and once Ryder felt as though as least some of his sentiments were expressed in that ageless, mouthy embrace, he pulled back with a boyish, dimpled grin that colored his face a deeper hue. Chuckling quietly, he rubbed the back of his neck and peeked at Simi sheepishly. “Guess you can’t get rid of me now, Angel.” He smirked and pulled her back into his embrace, slanting his mouth over hers one more time. For good measure.


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Tag: For Simi ♥
Lyrics: Marry Me; Train

[Simone Winchester]

Mr. and Mrs. Ryder Winchester.

The words gave her shivers as she smiled up at her new husband and felt as if she'd just been handed the moon and stars from the sky. It all seemed so surreal but when Ryder dipped his head to capture her lips in a kiss that sealed their union, she knew it was truly happening. With arms wrapped around each other, they stood oblivious to everything but each other and Simi was quiet sure the world could have ended in that moment and she wouldn't have noticed. His firm lips upon hers made her sway towards him and when he pulled back, she gave a soft little noise of protest.

But the sandy haired hunter wasn't finished and his next words almost choked her with emotion.

"For longer than eternity…”

Opening her own lips, the slender blond tried to return the promise but he was suddenly stealing the breath right out of her lungs. With a kiss that undid all her remaining worries and fears, her lover made her feel like a beloved treasure to be cherished and adored. Hoping to share that feeling, she put all her emotion back in the embrace and could only pray it would be enough and that he would read the returned vow.

The sound of delighted laughter finally caused them to break apart and Simi felt her cheeks blush a bit under the last afternoon sun. Dear lord, what the minister must think of her, she thought to herself, casting the man in question a quick look under her lashes. When her gaze caught only a gentle, understanding smile, she turned her indigo eyes back to her new husband and gave a small laugh at the sheepish look on his face. His words only made her smile widen and brighten even further if that were possible.

"Darn... does this mean I have to share my chocolate with you now?" she teased just before his lips claimed hers in another kiss and she wrapped an arm around his neck to keep him close. "I love you, Mr. Ryder Winchester. Your mine come hell or high water and I mean to make sure that we grow old and grey together." she lowered her voice enough to whisper. "You once saved my life and I plan on returning that favor. I almost lost you once and I won't lose you again... Your mine and we James's never give up whats ours...."

Then, kissing him gently once more, Simi pulled away and laced her fingers through his. Giving his strong hand a soft squeeze, she turned to beam at the minister and his wife who waited to congratulate them. Well wishes were exchanged, the license signed by the newlyweds and then a simple little wedding cake was procured. Love and laughter seemed to fairly sparkle in the air and a short time later, the couple was finally alone on the sand with a fading sun behind them.

Blissfully happy, the new young wife leaned back into her husbands arms and watched the waves crash upon the shore. Tilting her head back and to the side, she glanced up into his azure eyes and smiled softly.

"So..... Husband mine..... How are you feeling? Any regrets? Are you ready to run for the nearest ship or plane outta here?" she teased, eyes sparkling with impish mischief. "I hear that annulments are still possible if you don't bed me..... "

Turning in his arms, Simi grinned and tugged at the necktie around his neck. When it came undone, she undid a few buttons to his shirt and slide her hand inside and over his heart. Resting her palm there, she felt the beating rhythm and then leaned forward to press a kiss over the center. All teasing was aside as she looked back up at him and whispered words that echoed his from that fateful night so many months ago.

" Can I keep you?"



Tag: Ryder
Lyrics: I Do (Cherish You)

[Ryder James Winchester]

Forever can never be long enough for me
To feel like I've had long enough with you
Forget the world now, we won't let them see
But there's one thing left to do

The rest of the ceremony passed like the sunset; quiet, beautiful, painting the new couple’s faces with a glow that would not be snuffed for a while to come. Alone now, and basking in the light of their union and surrounded by their lover’s limbs and devotion, Simi and Ryder simply held one another and watched the sea pitch before them.
Nothing else existed right now. Not contracts or risen from the dead fiancés or demon possessed old boyfriends or scars on the outside or within. This was their moment. Their safe and peaceful heaven.

The seraph turned in Ryder’s arms to look up into his serene grey-blue eyes. His blissful smile stretched wider and a dimple tickled his cheek. Snaking his tongue across his lower lip to moisten it, the young hunter leaned down to brush it against her mouth as she inquired about his state of mind. He smirked a little as he drew backwards to shift his gaze back and forth; her eyes as blue as the tumbling ocean waves, and just as comforting.
“Well, does it really have to be a bed?” He answered her playful question and opened his arms in order to allow her more access to his neck binding and shirt, and then sighed in pleasure at the feel of her warm palms against his fiercely pounding chest. His head sagging backwards, a low rumble echoed there when her balmy lips replaced her soft palms and fingertips and unbidden, his arms wound around her again.
Her next inquiry was heart-breaking, and it touched the young Winchester so deep down he thought he might take his last breath, so he lifted his head and gazed down at her with wide, vulnerable eyes.
“You’ve already got me.” Ryder told her in a quiet confession, and he meant it more than she knew. Simi had always had him. The lithe, beautiful witch possessed his heart, his whole soul. All of him.

He leaned down then to capture her lips, speaking with his kiss the truth behind his words. The vows he had just made. Ryder shifted in the sand, lowering the arms snaked around the woman in order to pull her into the cradle of his body. If there was any doubt left in Simi, any at all, the hunter wanted to banish them away. He lifted a hand to her neck, tracing a kiss across the pale surface with gentle fingertips as his lips embraced her mouth. Unbidden, his body had turned to stone and the kiss became more desperate; purposeful. Without words he was begging her to believe him, to trust him, to know that he meant to keep all the promises he had made to her in front of the priest, and their witness, the setting sun.
He nearly took her right there, right then in the warm tawny sand. But the hunter had a nagging voice in his head; his dad of all people, telling him she deserved better than that and sand up the gazooch was a pain in the ass.

And so he listened, tugging his pregnant wife up off their sandy bed and scooping her in his arms to carry her over the threshold to their suite. He was all smiles and stealing kisses as they went, and he dumped her on the mattress with a wayward glint in his eyes as he leaned over her, holding himself up with his palms on either side of her.
“Guess this means I’m officially making us ineligible for an annulment, Mrs. Winchester.” Ryder told her slyly and lowered his mouth to hers, doing just that.

(( I really didn’t know where you wanted to go from there, so I just went with Ryder’s gut. Typical male ))




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Tag: For Simi ♥
Lyrics: Marry Me; Train

[Simone Winchester]

To say that she was the happiest woman in the world would have been a vast understatement, Simi thought as she looked up into the handsome visage of her new husband. There was absolutely nothing about this man that she didnt love and she wouldn't have change a thing about him. Well, Ok, that wasnt' exactly honest because she would have given anything to have him never have made that demon deal but she understood why he'd done it. He was to damned noble and honorable for his own good and it was part of who and what he was.

Therefore, she wouldn't have changed a thing after all.

Yeah, her sense of reasoning was twisted but it didn't change the love in her heart or the way her heart raced at the touch of his lips on hers. He was everything to her and more. His smile was the reason she woke up in the morning, his laugh the reason why she lived out the day and his silly little snore the reason she laid awake at night, unwilling to miss a moment that might suddenly disappear.

Simply put, he WAS her life.

As his lips took hers in another passionate kiss, Simi lost herself in the feeling and then giggled at his words. Her eyes danced with mischief as she looked around at the sand and grinned impishly.

"What did you have in mind?? Dropping down and going for it right here?? I dont know...Sand in unmentionable places might be uncomfortable." she teased before her eyes went serious and she stared up into his eyes. His next words brought tears to her own and she held on to him like a drowning man with a lifesaver. "And I'm never letting you go, either... Never Ever.... Your mine. Screw the grim reaper. Wherever you go, I go too...."

And then there was time for no more words because she was lost to the feel of her husband and the desire he sparked to life inside her. When he suddenly swept her up and carried her back to their rooms, she squeeked in delight and then found herself bouncing wildy on their bed. A giggle escaped her at his words and she half pushed herself up to grin at him as he leaned over her.

"Hmmmmm.. is that so?? Guess that means you don't need this huh??" she teased, yanking the suit coat off his shoudlers and hearing a rip that made her brows arch and glee dance in her eyes. "Oops? Would you look at that? Silly material.... "

Then, running a hand down the half buttoned shirt, she gave another tug that had buttons flying but had her palm on warm, hot flesh.

"Well, would you look at that? They just don't make clothing like they used too!" she continued before leaning forward to nip at his chin and then trail a line of kisses down his neck. "I think I approve though...."

Pulling back long enough to push at his hard chest, the petite blond tumbled him sideways and followed him over. Straddling his hips, she was glad the dress had slinked up around her thighs because it gave her a bit more room to maneuver than it would have otherwise. The form fitting satin was lovely but entirely to impractical for the coming night.

The coming night. Good Lord. It really WAS her wedding night and they were about to become man and wife for real and in a way that suddenly seemed very special.

She was wearing ENTIRELY to many clothes, too.

That thought made a grin steal across her face and she leaned down to kiss him hard before scampering backwards and off the bed. When he tried to get up, she shook her head at him and winked. Using slow, exaggerated movements, she reached up and started pulling pins from her up bound hair. Letting them drop to the floor without a second thought, Simi watched her lovers eyes before shaking out the long blond tresses. She wanted to see the heat build and know it was just for her and she was not disappointed.

Then, and only then, did she turn her back to him and give him a coy glance over her shoulder.

"I seem to be lacking in the maid department tonight.... Do you think you could help a lady out and help me out of this pesky dress?"

[Ryder James Winchester]

Forever can never be long enough for me
To feel like I've had long enough with you
Forget the world now, we won't let them see
But there's one thing left to do

The fire in Simi’s eyes burned Ryder all the way down to his core…and then ever deeper. His arms were stretched out and holding up his weight, the elbows fairly shaking with the need to drop down and taste the inferno in her kiss, to feel her body hot from it, to make her even hotter.
The sound of his jacket ripping slightly at his wide shoulders as she pushed the material hastily down them drew a growl of urgency from his throat, and he allowed himself a moment of weakness; falling down to cover her body with his own and her mouth with his lips. The kiss didn’t last long enough, but she was tugging at his white cotton shirt now so he lifted, murmuring huskily, “Good thing it’s a rental...”

Ryder groaned and leaned his head back to allow her more access as the cotton button-down slid off and she was arching up to trail whispered kisses on his face and throat. Her dress was riding up her thighs and his arms were shaking more violently, his body dipping down to press steel against satin and causing a shudder to rip through him.
He wanted her so bad. He wanted her like he’d never had her before; the ceremony from before had washed all memories of past trysts into the tide, stealing them away so that tonight they could be two innocent lovers finding one another for the first time.

The middle Winchester was lost in his desire and lacking his usual quick reflexes so it was -way- too easy for the lithe blonde witch to twist their positions, riding his lap with her hips and drawing a low moan from him. Ryder then grinned contently, exposing a dimple on his cheek, eyes smiling up at her with blue flames within them as well as the ones searing through his tawny frame, in his rising and falling chest. He gripped her bare thighs lightly when she came down to consume his mouth, ending it once again, all too soon. When the slight weight of her willowy form lifted from his steely one, the hunter reached out; mourning the absence of her body against his straight away. He tracked her movement with intense stormy eyes like a predator, the tip of his canine even grazing the velvet of his lips as he thought about tasting her. Everywhere.

Watching as the witch let her hair fall like a cascade of golden silk, Ryder groaned and leaned back into the bed, palming himself as the need became too intense not to ease some of the pressure. He sprang up the very instant she gave him her sapphire eyes again with the request for assistance. The hunter came to her back, wrapping his arm around her middle and pressing his lips to her exposed shoulder as well as his middle against her rear. A sigh escaped his parted mouth, and he let the hand snaked around her come up, lowering the zipper as he caught her chin with his other hand, turning her face toward him so he could lift his kiss to her lips.

The dress fell in a shimmering opalescent puddle on the floor, and another shiver crept through the young man as her golden skin met his chest. Unable to resist any longer, he spun her around, panting as he took her in his arms and kissed her feverishly again, his body softly bumping against hers in invitation.
“It was beautiful….” He whispered against her lips, pulling back reluctantly to take in a breath of air. He dropped his sheepish gaze down to her exposed frame and the boyish dimple returned. “I like you better this way though. Can we just stay here for the rest of our lives? On this island? I’ll make you a hut in the trees and we can run around naked all the time, except for coconuts when you feel froggy and wanna’ play Me Tarzan you Jane?”

He smirked and captured her lips again, kissing her and pressing his rigid length against her until he couldn’t stand any longer. Picking her up in his arms he carried her to the bed once more, dropping her lightly in the clouds of satin and cotton duvet, but this time it was his turn to tease. Wearing the side-ways, cocky smirk he kissed her lips quickly before moving down to her throat and chest and then holding her gently down when she tried to rise when his lips met the sensitive skin of her inner thigh.

Shaking his head back and forth in a playful negation, he continued kissing, doing exactly what he’d wanted before; to taste her everywhere. And until she called out his name.


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Tag: For Simi ♥
Lyrics: Marry Me; Train

[Simone Winchester]

The simple touch of Ry's fingers was enough to turn Simi's knees to mush. The temptress inside fled before the tide of passion and the game she started was forgotten. Gasping softly, the blond felt his hands spin her about and then she was lifted into the air only to be dropped gently on the wide bed.

Then, the ability to think left her as his strong body came down on hers. With experienced hands that knew all the secrets to her body, her lover stoked embers of desire into ranging flames of need. As he played her body like a finely tuned instrument, Simi could do nothing but whither on the bed and gasp out his name. Over and over he brought her to the brink of paradise and it was only when she was frantic with need did he give into her plea's for release.

And then she took great pleasure in returning the favor.

Taking the vow of "with my body I worship thee" most seriously, she showed him the same mercy he hand shown her. With her hands and her lips, she rediscovered him as if for the first time and reveled in the taste of him on her lips. Only when he too pleaded for mercy did she allow him to pull her upwards and then roll her body over so that they might join as husband and wife truly for the first time.

It was like finding heaven and earth and Simi could not keep the tears of joy from falling. It was more than she'd hoped and more than she'd ever dreamed a wedding night could be.

When the storm had passed and they lay sated upon sweat dampened sheets, the young woman rested her cheek over her lovers heart and sighed contentedly. For now, all the world was right and her knight in shining armor was hers.

Let the rest of the world sort its own self out for the night.

With that thought flickering through her mind, Simi laced her fingers with Ry's and yawned in exhaustion. Pressing a kiss over his heart, she whispered, "I love you, Mr. Winchester" and then slipped off into the sleep of the innocent.