Drive-in. [powered_otaku]

[sweetsalome]

    It was a nice, warm summer night, the sun had gone down and it had cooled down to the point where you could sit outside and not sweat.  The drive in, was two screens, a parking lot, and hills that surrounded the parking lot and gave a perfect view of the cars and the screen.  Salome had walked from her house, and bought two tickets before climbing up on one of the hills and spread the blanket her grandmother had given her.

A grandmother, yeah that was still weird.

Sitting down on the blanket, she put the basket down next to her and took out a bottle of water.  Once she took a long drink, she text messaged Hiro to know that she was there.  Hopefully he would be able to spot her.

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She groans watching him, her eyes half open as she takes him in. Leaning forward she kisses his fingers and his mouth, tasting herself on him. "What did you say?" She whispers between kisses, highly arouse at the sight of him licking her up.

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

His brain is still trying to catch up. English isn't his first language so he usually has to think before he speaks. His eyes look a little blank as he recalls what he said. "Yes, it's good. You're beautiful, very beautiful." He deepens the kiss as his hands smooth over her silky skin.

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She grins in the kiss, her tongue pushing into his mouth as she rights herself on his chest. Reaching down she fixed her shorts as she laps at his tongue, exploring happily. Moaning weakly she finally pulls back and sighs. "I want to tell you something, Hiro."

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

He looks up her with a little expectation, but no censure whatsoever. "Tell me," he says gently. His arms go around her waist as she sits on him.

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Laying her head down on his shoulder, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, calming herself. "The reason why Jonba and I are so close, because, he's my son." Wincing, she closed her eyes tight and waited for him to freak out.

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

A few lines get connected. "Your father...?" He nods a little. "This makes things easier for you. When you are 18, your father will have no say. You are his mother. No court would deny you, especially after this." He gently squeezes her a little. "Do you want him to go away?"

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She shakes her head quickly and her fingers wraps around the fabric of his shirt. "No, I don't want to lose him. I want to be in his life, I couldn't tell him that I am his mother."

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

"No, no, I meant your father. Jonba belongs with you."

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Licking her lips she falls silent, and then glanced up at him. "What do you mean?"

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

"He would not be the first person I had...made disappear." He says this very quietly, as he looks a bit around them to see if anyone is nearby. The screen provides some light and they're far enough from the trees that someone would have to be holding listening equipment to hear them.

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It takes her a moment to realize what he's talking about. Her tongue makes a slow pass over her bottom lip and she thinks about how easy it would be. If he just disappears, how much pain it would save her. Years of brain washing is hard to get rid of though, no matter how appealing the offer is.

Leaning down she presses her lips against his neck, kissing lightly, unwilling to admit how arousing the idea is. "What would you do to him?"

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

"Bury him," is all he says, but it's full of conviction. He's already thinking of the best locations.

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

"Why do you want to bury him? Because he smacks me around sometimes?" Her lips are right by his ear.

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

"He is nothing better than a brute. Anyone who would beat his child and abuse her deserves no better. I would not insult any animal and say that he is one. Animals care for their children until they are ready to go out on their own. Your father does not deserve any consideration." His eyes are angry, cold. She hasn't seen any of his masks before and he's rapidly ducking behind one because his fury is ready to vent on the man. "The world would be better without such a...thing."

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

Lifting her head she looks down at him studying his face and eyes carefully. He's cold, and he's angry, she's seen the look before, that look generally directed toward her. She can feel her palms begin to turn damp with sweat and she started to panic, trying to think of something to make this better. Leaning down, she kisses his mouth trying to distract him, and she whispers there. "It's okay, please, Hiro-kun don't be angry. Please do not be upset."

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He sees the fear in her face, horrified that she should be so afraid of him. "I am angry at him. I want to hurt him. I want to take you and Jonba as far away from him as possible to some place beautiful. Some place peaceful." He kisses her gently. "None of it is your fault. And if he told you that, he is lying bastard."

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Keeping her eyes closed, she pressed her lips to to his temple, shifting against his chest. "I know you are angry, I know you are. Sometimes I get angry too, but he can't get us now." Her fingers comb through his dark hair, pushing it away from his forehead. Shes still trying to calm him down, and now, herself. "Would you want that? Me and Jonba?" It's a little hard to believe that.

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Hiro nods. "We could go to Disney World or perhaps your house in Nassau if you want that. Both, if you like." He's starting to relax. Making plans for fun places makes him happy, especially since it'll take her mind off of her father.

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"That would mean a lot, that you would include Jonba. You don't have to do that." Cupping his cheek, she brushed her finger moving over his bottom lip as she looked into his eyes. "I don't understand how I am so lucky to be with you."

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

"Why not include Jonba? Seeing things through a child's eyes is a wonderful experience. And I would not want to keep you far from him for long. He will want his independence soon enough. Now is the time to keep him close." She can feel the heat of his blush under her fingers. "I am the lucky one. You could have any man you wanted."

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"Because he's a little kid . . . I didn't think most men wanted to be with a girl who already has a baby." Her voice was a soft whisper as she lent down and kissed the corner of his mouth. "I want you, I want your mouth and your fingers . . ." Each word was punctuated with a kiss, a light nip of his bottom lip. "Every part of you."

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

"I like children. I want children. And when I said I wanted everything, I want him, too. He is a part of you." He kisses her gently.

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She moaned softly as her lips met his, still reeling from his words and his understanding. Opening her mouth she touching his bottom lip lightly as she pressed down against him. Wanting to find a way to show how much she appreciated him, his words.

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

He melts into her kiss, holding her close. She's so warm, so giving and he wants her to know how much he cherishes her. His touch is gentle, but there is no mistake that he wants her.

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Her fingers disappears in his silky hair, stroking him as she holds him close. As her hips move, rolling and rocking against his as she reached down to undo the button of his fly. Each move slow, calculating if he didn't want it, he could stop her.