Come on.... Seriously? [Closed]

[Craven Grimley]

Craven's breathing actually came out in rapid pants as he paced up and down in the hallway, bare feet making barely a sound across the floor. He couldn't sleep because he'd had a dream about her and now he needed to ... what? He needed to what? Craven stopped pacing and glaced from Robbie's room to Tanner's room and then to Gia's room which she'd finally accepted after a whole lot of convincing on his part.

They were heading back to Hammel tomorrow and who knew when they'd be alone again? A quicky for them? Nope, not happening. Christmas time might see her mom worse and then he'd never even dream about nudging her. This was it... the one and ONLY night they were alone and could be alone. Craven stuffed his hand into the pocket of his black silk gown he used to sneak around the house at night like right now and his fingers wrapped around the packaged safety net.

Craven slowly started toward her room. He was wearing his boxers, just his boxers. Craven swallowed hard as his free hand wrapped around the door handle lowering it and opening it as silently as he could before he slipped into the room and just as silently closed the door behind him. Craven licked at his lips moving over to the queen sized bed Gia was sleeping in. He slowly snuck into it, under the covers, moving close to her.

He didn't wanna startle her so she screamed, so instead, he let his lips touch hers, his hand cupping her cheek and turning her face into his kiss so he could deepen it even more.
~It's me, Gee. It's okay, It's just me and we're alone. Just you and me. Everyone's asleep...~
The hint was enough. Especially when he added a soft moan into the kiss and slightly tested his boundries by starting to move his body over hers.

[Gia Elliot]

There was one plus side to having to clean the mansion without really being noticed while Mr. Grimley was entertaining guests. Gia knew the more hidden and less used passages and hallways, and she could navigate them in the dark nearly as well as in the light. Sure, she was a little rusty, but when something is as good as those halls were at avoiding the pranks that routinely were thrown at her, Gia had made sure to memorize them. And she was most definitely going to use them since Craven had decided to get her a new room closer to him. With the other guests, rather than the servants and staff. She was definitely honored, but at the same time, she worried. What if something happened in the middle of the night and she couldn't hear?

She'd just gotten back from a check in, and her mother had not been too pleased at being woken up to make sure she was still breathing. Gia was quickly chased off back to bed, her mother smiling, and Gia fretting the whole trip back. No, no her mom was fine, and anyway, there was still a long time left. The disease wasn't that bad right now, right? At least, that's what the woman had said the doctor said. Gia sighed softly and slipped back into bed, shutting her eyes and quickly drifting into a light sleep. It had been a long day, but everything was still turning in her mind until she felt the pressure against her lips.

Her eyes shot open as she stared at Craven's face in the dark. What? Why? How? Her mind slowed as his thoughts entered hers and she relaxed a bit. Alone? All alone? Everyone asleep? Gia gulped quietly and shut her eyes. She did want to do this, but it was so sudden. And what if it hurt like he had claimed before? He moaned and all of her inhibitions were silenced. She did want to do this with him. Prove for herself and for him that she was good enough to be the girl girl he slept with, since she couldn't be the first person anymore. She started to sit up slowly, but as he shifted, she could do nothing but lie back again.

She let her own mind reach out and touch his so he wouldn't have to try so hard to get into her mind and kissed his neck softly. Her eyes finally shut as she wondered what exactly it was that had brought the sudden shift on. No corpses. She'd make damn sure that he didn't think about corpses. This was far too comfortable of a bed, and she was far too emotional and wanting to keep her mind busy with anything (though he was most definitely the best anything she could think of) to let him go and ruin this. Softly, and with a timid touch, Gia let her hands explore his chest before she opened her eyes again and propped herself up again. He could have a warning at least. Near his lips, in a soft whisper, Gia said it out loud. "No corpses or death things."

[Craven Grimley]

Craven was trembling. A little of it was anticipation. Some of it was nerves. Some fear. Not fear for what was about to happen but fear that she would deny him. He was a man here. He was the man here. He wore the pants so Gia would have to at some point, allow him to play the role of the man and as the man it was his role to deflower his princess. He'd made sure it wasn't just a spure of the moment thing for him. He'd been laying in bed for about an hour and then pacing for about 35 minutes in both his room and the hallway.

He'd really thought this through as well. He'd tell her what to tell the staff in the morning. He'd made sure every angle was covered and come Christmas, he would promise her his heart so it only figured that they celebrate now... or Craven wanted to celebrate his love for her right then. She tried to sit up but he kept her down and suddely he felt like he was forcing her. Craven felt her lips move against his neck and he fully moved over her tilting his head to expose his neck to those perfect kisses. She was always so good at the neck kisses.

His hands moved to tangle in her hair when she half tried to sit up again and he rolled onto his side this time but her lips came inches from his to whisper her words to him. Craven smiled against her lips, took hold of the covers and whispered back.
"Check my thoughts Gee. All filled with the dream I had about two hours ago involving..."
He threw the Duvet cover over their heads....

~~~

Craven held her close that night because he felt close to her. It had been so different with Romeo. They'd sleep together and then separate but Craven didn't let go till the morning came. Craven groaned when the automated shutters started lifting bringing in the light and burried his face into the back of Gia's neck where her thick black hair was bunched in tassles.
"You're NOT going to work today. Where's the remote? We're saying bye bye world..."
Craven complained but he couldn't pull himself from Gia's body.

She was warm and tiny and safe and his. She was all his. He'd claimed her, he'd taken her and he'd been so careful not to hurt her but he was sure it had hurt. Poor women. They have it really hard then again, so do men who play their part. Craven snuggled her closer against him and nuzzled his face into her hair.

[Gia Elliot]

She most certainly had checked his thoughts, and they had made her blush, but in the moment, she hadn't cared. It was her and him, and in that moment, she had pulled away every ounce of control to let him have every part of her mind as well as what he was already getting. They would most definitely be as one as one could be, and afterward, she fell asleep rapidly, exhausted from both work, and what had happened. His and completely his, and what little dreams managed to wind their way into her head were of him. Not so much what they had just done, but of simply being together. Picnics, et cetera.

She didn't wake up when she usually did, before the sun was up. Heck, she didn't wake up when the sun rose either, or when the light managed to get through the blinds and onto the bed. Only when they lifted and Craven spoke did she wake up, and the throbbing was rather uncomfortable. She groaned and rolled over, burying her face against him before the realization of the time hit her, and she sat up. Not going to work? Someone had to work, and her mother had to do it more than enough during the year while Gia was away. What possible excuse could she have to give her mother for flaking out while she was home?

And yet, she couldn't pull herself from the warmth of the bed. From the warmth of him against her, and when she realized that she'd pulled away from him when she'd sat up, it was like being slapped with ice. Quietly, she let herself fall, a bit ungracefully, back onto the mattress and pillows that were so much more comfortable than what her mother was sleeping on, than what she had slept on every other night in the mansion, and than her bed at school and cuddled closer. "I have to work. Me being here means she gets some time off." Her voice held only half excuse. The rest was more of a pitiful dread. And her actions gave away that she'd rather lie in bed with him all day watching television. Though a pain pill to start wouldn't have been unwelcome.

[Craven Grimley]

Gia sat up so quickly that Craven jerked his head up and looked around blinking rapidly until he could finally see what was going on the room which was far too bright for his liking. He hated early mornings at the mansion. He'd never had a timer on his blinds...ever! Not in the mansion at least. At school Max was normally bouncing around the dorm room by this time and he'd have to crawl from his bed or else he'd get shoved out by Thyme or Leon. Craven sighed and flopped back when she did, his eyes shutting. His hand came up to cup the back of her head before he kissed her forehead.

"Oh Gia... I just deflowered you. It's supposed to be a special day of relaxing and enjoying my company."
Craven half muttered knowing Gia was as happy to stay in bed with him as he was to stay in bed with her. His hands started running through her hair, avoiding tangles and starting over again when his fingers found some.

"I'll help... I can mop the floors of something...."
Craven offered almost reluctantly keeping his eyes closed. God, it would be bad if Gia didn't show up and her mom came looking for her. He was sure neither of them had told their parents yet. They kept their contact brief and cuddled only like they used to do most of the time. The hand holding was natural for them. In fact, he held Adrinanna's hand just as often as he held Gia's. With Adrianna being his technical fake girlfriend, he knew it was important to do that in front of his father.

[Gia Elliot]

When he cradled her head and kissed her, what he was really doing was making all the harder to get out of the bed to do what she was supposed to be doing. Even if they were leaving tomorrow, the house needed to be as spotless as she could make it, in case Mr. Grimley did come back, and more importantly, so there would be less to do to keep the cleanliness up when everyone from Hammel was back at school. It was always hard to get out from under the covers, but this morning was so much worse. She looked at him as he spoke, smiling apologetically, but when he finished she shook her head slightly.

"Craven, there is nothing I'd love more than to stay in bed with you all day, but I caaaan't." Some of us have to work. She wanted to add it, but her mind and mouth stopped her before she could. That wasn't fair to him. It wasn't like he was ordering her around from some high horse of not working. He could work if he had to, and he wasn't like the stereotypical mansion kid who never had to work a day in his life, and thus couldn't survive a job. Craven understood the real world. He knew her mom was scraping by to pay her medical bills, right? Gia didn't make a move to get up though.

In fact, her eyes shut again as his fingers ran gently through her hair. It was like when she was little, and everyone had wanted to play with one another's hair. That ever so gentle tickle that felt amazing and sensitive and sensual. She sighed audibly in happiness at the feeling and relaxed as he suggested that he help out. Her eyes opened and she smiled at him, half amused, half glad he offered. But she couldn't ask that of him. It wasn't his job. It wasn't his place. And more importantly, it wasn't his usual. They were still a secret, as much as she hated it, and for that to stay that way, everyone had to think nothing had changed. He'd need an excuse.

"Craven, I'd love the help, but I'd be distracted all day. I guess you're welcome to come along. We'll just have to find you a good excuse." And a textbook on how to properly mop a floor. And an extra pamphlet on how exactly his father prefered the cleaning to be done. Worst thing Gia could think of was not cleaning properly and having someone else blamed for the shoddy work. She kissed him softly while she waited for any suggestions for a reason for him to be helping the cleaning staff before she oozed out of the covers and slowly, stiffly made her way to put some clothing on for the day.

[Craven Grimley]

Craven sighed when she said she couldn't stay in bed and that she had to get up. It wasn't like it was ever cold in the mansion though. The underfloor heating in each room kept it comfortably warm despite the rain outside which was just horrible. Craven groaned when she pulled away from him though and got out of bed. He watched her intently praying she didn't walk like she was hurt or something. He didn't want her to be hurt or anything of the sort. Her slim nude figure heading away from the bed made Craven groan in pleasure. He'd slept with that....

Craven grinned in self satisfaction. That was his girlfriend... the super model. Craven noticed the covers raising slightly and gasped twisting so he was on his stomach instead in case Gia turned to look at him. Great.... Morning Glory... just what he needed...