Deadly passion (CLOSED)

She climbed ontop of him straddling him as she leaned down kissing him deeply and with need.

As Fiona got atop of him, he adjusted himself as to where he was against her entrance, and, ginally, thrusted into her once, sighing in relief as he did so.

Gasping she held onto him tightly as she began moving her hips in motion with his. Leaning down she kissed him deeply.

(Sorry im late. Mothers day, after all.)

As she moved her hips, he continjed thrusting aswell, moaning lightly with each thrust aswell.

She moaned as she felt his cock moving inside her. She loved every moment of being with him and for the next few days he would be gone. So she would get as much time with him as she could.

As he thrusted, he held lightly onto her legs, more so just lightly resting his hands on her. He began speeding up a bit, as he put as much of himself as he could insode of her with each thrust.  Moaning lightly as well, he continued to slowly pick up his pace, as Damian and Ronald talked quietly on the couch. Finally, Ronald raised a finger up, and, singaling for silence, looked over to Timothy's and Fiona's room - smiling lightly as he heard faint moans.

Fiona didn't care how much noise she was making. She just wanted to be with him. She moaned as she wrapped her legs around his waist.

As she began to wrap her legs around his waist, he continued thrusting at anfair speed, the occasional moan or few. In about six minutes, give or take, he was sure he would finish, but as for know, he focused on thrusting.

She held onto him moaning louder as he moved inside her soon she felt pressure begin to build before she lost herself in climax.

As she lost her self in her climax, Timothy had yet to reach his. Not suprising, since this was, pretty much, the third time today he had been inside of her. Speeding up as she tightened around him, he was going a good speed now, as he thrusted. Well, as fast as he could, since he was laying on his back. However, he felt he was close soon enough, and began slowing down, and, looking up at her, said, "'Bout to finish, myself... might wanna slow down, do the same as before, again."

Fiona smiled and crawled off and went down to take his length into her mouth, sucking hard as she began bobbing her head up and down.

As she  bobbed her head up and down, he was not suprised that he had already felt pressure building up in his loins after a minute. Between small moans of pleasure, he looked down at her, and said, "...almost there... Keep it up, or you can pull away... if you want."

She glanced up at him before continuing she wanted to give him as much pleasure as she could. She knew he wouldn't be back for at least a few days and she wanted this to last for him.

As she continued, he lightly tensed up around his pelvis, and, finally, came, finishing in her mouth. Sighing in relief, he rested his head back on the bed, smiling as they had finished. Afterall, he was given a bit of a challenge - he had tried to last as long as he could, since he wouldn't see her for two days, at the least. Five, at the most... yet he did not want to tell her that earlier.

Fiona smiled and laid on his chest she closed her eyes and just enjoying him. She didn't want him to go and she wanted to go with him but he was right.. She was only just getting back on her feet and if she made one mistake it could be over...

Smiling, he hugged her again, resting again. He knew how much she wished to go - she was obvious about it - but he did not want to bring her, despite wanting too so badly... He had a bad feeling of going aswell, yet he was called in by Washington. The man was, so far, a great general. He had a bad feeling like the other times - times where he just felt as if something bad was going to happen... yet he simply shrugged away the thoughts, still hugging her as she laid on him, as he closed his eyes aswell.

She fell asleep without meaning to. She slept on his chest the whole night before she awoke to him moving around. She groaned and rolled off of him before sitting up on the bed. She knew that today he would go off to war. She would wait for a for a few days and if he did not return she would then go and find him.

(One of the girls is on her period, freaking out aboutnher neck pillow.)

As Timothy got up, he saw her wake up. Hensighed, and said, ."I'm sorry, but I must go, love. I must leave, now.", he began getting dressed, and sighed as he headed towards the door, waiting for her before he would kiss her, then get an apple.

Fiona got dressed and followed him out. She gave him a deep long kiss before he left. Once she had watched him leave she went back inside and to her's and Timothy's room.

(We're at a Hotel in Tennessee)

As he left, he couldn't up but look back. He had been greeted farewells from Fiona, his Father, and Damian. Sighing, he mounted his horse, and began riding off to the battle.

(You wanna make a time skip now as to where he's been gone for four days?)

(Edit - I was wrong. We're Acworth, Georgia. I fell asleep for two hours in the car, but I thought I fell asleep for two minutes in Tennessee. )

lol hope your having fun lol n yes a time skip would be fine.)

Fiona had waited four days for Timothy to return and stared out the window. She jumped a bit when there was a knock at the door.


Sorry for the shortness >.<))

(Okay im at a gas stagion sorry 4 any errors)

A man opened the door - a man in Patriot clothes, obvious due to colors - and said, "Is... is this the Butchernresidence?", to which Ronald yelledmback, "Yeah! ?..why?", to which the man at the door replied, "Timothy Butcher... is missing in Action. I am sorry."

This caught Fiona's attention quickly pulled her assassin's robes on before going out to where the man stood. She didn't say anything but she went into the washroom and came out a few moments later. Irish war braids decorated her head as she grabbed a bag and put some wepons in it. She also put some food and a water skin in. She knew Damian and Ronald knew what she was up to.. would they try to stop her?...

As the man left, after giving a letter of condolence to Ronald, Damian approached her, cane in hand. Finally, he nodded at her, and said, "Go ahead. If you wish, my boy, Ronald, will accompany you. He is just as worried as you and I.", as he smile, d hand on her shoulder.

(WE'RE HEEERE)

Fiona smiled at him. "Will you be ok on your own?" She asked not wanting to leave him alone. She was sure he would be alright on his own but she worried.