#and also feel nervous when is close to the lamb (Serenity)

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Sinful Writings

Kind of specific but I need some things.

Simeon x fem!reader

Smut

Bonding with him over writing is something he looked forward to, Simeon overjoyed that another person shares that same passion for writing. Even more as a hobby, like his is. He invites you over often, you shared with him tame pieces you’ve written. 

As your relationship had grown with the angel, you wondered if he would read your other stories. The ones you keep hidden away from other eyes. Under a special name.

Simeon notes how relaxed you are laying half on his legs with your upper half towards his feet. You had your device of choice in front of you, and he gets curious to see what you are working on. You are dressed down for the night in a shirt and underwear.

One of his hands pokes at your calf to get your attention. You save your progress and look over to him, you had been staring at the page. Your angel realizing you are stuck.

“May I see what you have?” The color in your face reddens, Simeon sees the rapid change as you look like you got caught doing something naughty in the presence of the angel. He catches on quick, and you see his smile widen at catching you.

“Oh? Is this something you can’t share with an angel?” He teases, and straightens up to collect you into his arms. You allow him to change the way you are laying to cuddle with him.

“Um... a little.” You answer him finally. Now he really wanted to see what it is that makes you blush.

“May I?” He asks for your permission, rubbing his face affectionately against yours. You soak his attention up, and find it hard to say no when he uses his eyes and affection to ask nicely.

You hand over the written work you were doing. He takes it and goes to the beginning to read it fully rather than the spot you had just finished writing. You are nervous as he reads it, shifting down to fit more into his side, resting your head to his chest. 

One of his hands rests on top of your head; running through your hair, teasing around an ear. You didn’t chance a glance to his face right now, you know your face is still warm and colored pink from the fact he is reading it. 

The piece you were doing was an internal fantasy you’ve had of the angel. You know he is figuring out that the pair is you and him when that hand that was tracing around an ear moves to the back of your neck. A spot you have written you enjoy when he touches it. His thumb dances over it, mirroring what he is reading. 

You notice a raise in his heartbeat, and he shifts to uncross his legs Simeon was feeling his shorts a little tighter than he’ll admit to. You thrum your fingers along his stomach, teasing him a little with a few delicate pokes along his exposed sides. It isn’t until he sets your writing down on the nightstand that he had finished reading. 

Simeon taps his fingers along your neck, wanting your attention on him now. He had removed his hands briefly but you noticed he isn’t wearing his gloves anymore. You two have been intimate before, having broken that ice on your own when you stayed the night with him.

You look up at him, and see a serene look to his eyes, but also mischief. A little bit of pink on his cheeks, but that look to his eyes is specific, you know that expression. 

“I take you like it?” You chance, and he tugs you up to him to place a kiss to your lips.

“Love it, have you written alot of sinful little things like this and haven’t shown me?” You cast your eyes away, and Simeon has his answer.

“Hmm... you’ve been holding out on me. But what has you stuck where you can’t finish it?” He rubs your side as he shifts you to sit on his waist, on the bulge earning a soft groan out of him. 

“I am stuck on what sort of things to include... I’m sorry for holding out, I didn’t know if you would want to read those stories...” You feel his hands at your waist guiding you to grind on his lap. You can feel him hard against your core, you bite your bottom lip a little at wanting to feel him. Simeon wants to tease, and you can tell from his stare.

“Because of my being an angel?” You nod a little, he lifts one hand up to your face and cups it. 

“If it is about us, I want to read all of it. I’d love to know the thoughts you keep hidden away or are too shy to share with me verbally. I think I know how to help break that mini writer’s block if you’d like some ideas.” You feel the love radiate off him.

“What do you have in mind?” His hands move your hips a little harder on his lap. Simeon enjoying you like this, his hands smooth up to where your shirt just covers the front of your underwear and slips his hands over the front to your breasts. You press closer to his palms when they cup and squeeze them getting a moan out of you. You didn’t worry about volume with how late at night it is. 

“I think you’ll enjoy my surprises. May I ask that you lay on my knees like earlier?” You look at him confused, and how you were with your head towards his feet. You feel his fingers squeeze your nipples gently. Tugging them till you squeeze your thighs on his waist grounding yourself to him. The bump of his cock providing the right feel as you try to ride him through both his shorts and your underwear. He follows your motions, wanting to get that first orgasm out of the way.

Simeon helps arrange you so you feel his cock through your folds as you reach your hands down to part your folds to feel him as close to your entrance as possible even centering him to almost push in. He feels the damp slick as it glides against his shaft. He almost wants to tug both aside to properly feel you, but he had alot in mind for playing with you. 

You center yourself and bounce on him, your hands splay on his abdomen, you bite your lip desperately wanting him inside you, you feel the tip against the hole and push down. You feel even with the fabric separating you two, him barely inside, enough to get you off with. Simeon’s hands are on your waist holding it still as he thrusts up to meet you.

“I need you inside... please...” You plead him, and you see him lick his lips in agreement, the pleasure too addictive. You raise your hips enough for Simeon to tug his shorts down enough and you tug aside your panties. You sigh whenyou line him and slide down his shaft. He throbs nice and twitches wild inside. You see Simeon’s eyes close as you resume bouncing on his lap and he meets you with eager thrusts.

You both are wild, he wanted to do something else before he sank into you, but he thought of some other things to enjoy. Simeon hears you hold your voice low, into small whimpers of pleasure. His hands move to tug off your top throwing it off the bed. 

The angel angles your hips forward and sees you toss your head back in bliss, your mouth parted as sighs escape. You clasp your hands over your mouth when you feel one hand down to slip under your panties to rub at your clit. His other hand tweaks at a nipple till your hips move shakily on his.

Simeon keeps it up, he watches your every move, and nuance you make waiting for that one expression. When he sees your eyes lower and you look down to meet his blue eyes. He sees the haughty stare, the one you make right before you cum for him.

“Feels good right? Go ahead, on my cock and hand.” His words enough to make you shudder and push down to feel every inch, the wide tip close to your cervix. You feel good, very good like heat and pleasure through your spine till it ends on his hand in a mild squirt. You cover your face when you manage it, but Simeon tugs your hands away to see you so lost in pleasure.

Simeon follows after, pushing his hips up and tugging yours down to feel right at your womb separated by that wall. You feel hot cum spill into you from him, you see his face entranced by yours that he had peaked just from how you squeeze so nice on him.

You feel an overwhelming shyness hit you at the way he is staring. Covering your face, only to have both hands seize yours tugging them away gently.

“That felt amazing... Would you be willing to try what I have in store now?” Simeon asks, wanting to know if you want to continue. He wanted you while you are sensitive. 

“Yeah, kiss me first?” The angel leans up and kisses you deep. You feel his lips nibbling on yours as you shift yourself to have him pull out. He tugs the shorts he wears down more. Then breaks the kiss urging you to follow his earlier instructions.

You do, you were about to take off the soaked panties till his hands stop you.

“Leave them on. I can’t do it without them.” You are confused, but leave them in place as you lay over his knees. He props them up so your front is angled down his legs. Simeon reaches over to the nightstand, and tugs out a egg bullet vibrator that he had purchased for one of your wild nights together.

The angle Simeon has you in, you feel the vibrator on your ass as he has it on. You feel him trace circles along the flesh. He tugs the panties up more to expose more flesh to his eyes and ministrations. For a moment he rests the toy on his own abdomen. You feel his fingers as he tugs the soaked crotch of your panties aside and spreads your folds open as wide as he wanted to see. 

You are glad you are facing away from Simeon, you would lose your nerve with him staring at your pussy like this, the hole exposed, and to his delight his seed leaking out. He would be adding to it anyway. You hear a happy hum behind you as he lifts the toy from his own abdomen and brings it up to your pussy. You soon feel the vibration against your clit, the end of it being rubbed in circles around the sensitive nub. 

“Simeon!” You call out his name, feeling him hold the egg there with his palm rocking it against the full of your clit and folds. You feel him tug the panties up and hold the egg in place, even using his knees to keep your legs apart as you fidget and ground down to the toy.

You moan freely, your hands gripping his ankles while his hands moved away to hold your legs from trying to move the toy off where he has you. 

“My lamb, you’re so soaked now.” He watches you as another smaller orgasm rocks your body from the vibrator. You ache for something inside you again, that you try shifting to get the egg closer, but Simeon holds you still to keep you from doing so.

“Hmmm, not yet my love. You can use my knee.” You feel his hands again, on your rear, tugging your underwear up so the egg sits right, and he moves his knee to hold it in place centering the vibrator right against your clit. You squirm and sigh in need of him. 

Simeon enjoys the sight of you like this, your head down on your arms as you muffle your moans into his leg. The angel tugs your panties enough to see how your hole drips with slick, he presses two fingers inside and you squeeze them. You want to feel them deeper, but he tugs his fingers back to just play with the ring of the hole.

You felt like you were about to cum again, Simeon could tell from the way your walls grip his fingers when he pushes them inside. He licks his lips as he wants to bring you over that edge again and again. 

You feel your thighs shake as you try hard to hold back, but Simeon curls his fingers towards your belly, and thrusts his fingers against a spot he knows, that has you undone and combined with the egg against your soaked folds you bury your face into your arms as you cum hard again. Simeon keeps his hand moving to feel the gush against his hand. He did not care about being soaked, he even chuckles at the way you try to hold your moans back.

“Let it all out for me. Keep cumming for me.” Simeon is addicted to making you like this, legs shaking with need that only he can relieve. That mindless bliss he sends you into that your head is fuzzy and you absolutely ache for him. So much you sigh in relief when his fingers tug out after you unclench them. He moves the egg from your clit when you squirm away from it when he teases the end at your clit again.

“My angel... I need you...” You look over your shoulder to him.

“I know you do. Patience for now, trust me. Let me have my fun and I’ll keep giving you one orgasm after the next.” He says it so sweet, and you nod to his request. The egg vibrator he has, he moves it to the entrance of your pussy and rolls it along your folds till he presses the narrow end inside. You jolt a little feeling it being pushed inside at his gentle urging.

“This is okay right?” He checks with you, and you nod, letting him push the device in. He uses his fingers to guide it in as deep he wanted it to be, he enjoys the view of your pussy stretched around the egg. With your position still, it gave the perfect angle to rest right against your g-spot. 

Simeon begins to tug your panties off, he had his fun with them and now he wants them entirely off of you. He tosses them off along with his own shorts after arranging you off of him momentarily. Simeon arranges you towards the edge of the bed, and he kneels down to have your legs draped over his shoulders.

The angel wastes little time after you had two orgasms and kisses your folds. You jolt up when you feel his fingers push back inside bumping the vibrator against your spot, making sure to please you well. His other hand wraps around his own cock and pumps himself. 

You are a mess of pleasure, from his mouth on you, to his fingers pushing that vibrator just right. Your hands go into Simeon’s hair and rubs through it earning happy moans. You realize he is pleasing himself, and you want to return the pleasure he has given you.

“Simeon... can I suck on you?” You ask him, you see a blue eye peek up, he looks cute as his tongue circles your clit. He thinks of how you can do it so he can continue to play with you like this. 

“Yeah. Do you want me to be over you or under you?” He leaves the position up to you as he gives another loving kiss to your folds and disentangles himself. He wants your mouth too.

“Over me, my legs are a little sore from kneeling.” He nods and guides you to lay back on his bed, your head down towards the foot of the bed again. Simeon grabs his pillows and shoves off the blankets to one side to not soil them. Once you are situated, you moan out when you shift your hips up to how Simeon wants them, the egg pushing down towards the entrance. You do your best to keep it inside while Simeon crawls over you.

You relax with your angel over the top of you, and he guides his cock down to your lips. You feel the plush head against them and part your lips for him. You tease the tip with the end of your tongue sweeping it around to feel the flared swollen edge of his glands. He fit so well and had a perfect cock to suck on.

You bring your hands up finally to touch him, the skin of his shaft a bit darker than the rest of his body except the very tip was a faint pinkish red. From the moment your mouth engulfed his aching cock you felt it twitch as he gently thrusts into your mouth. 

Simeon busies his mouth back down on your folds, devouring them like he is starved for you, listening to your pleas for more around his dick in your mouth. Pressure was building in your belly again, and you push up to his mouth, Simeon swirls his tongue over the hard nub of your clit dragging it back and forth to circles leaving no spot untouched or untasted by him.

One of his hands moves to push the egg that was peeking out of your hole back in, he feels mild resistance with you on verge of another orgasm, he feels your thighs move closer to him and he keeps them apart as he pleases you full.

You continue to suck on him, you relaxed your throat enough to allow him to thrust into your mouth freely without choking or gagging you. You have one hand just above your nose playing with his balls squeezing them and rolling them with your fingers earning timed moans when you squeeze at the base of his cock.

Simeon feels your tongue swirl around the tip, delving the very end against the slit there to coax more precum out tasting sweet yet salty. The angel repeats your ministration with your clit before moving his mouth down to run his tongue around the stretched ring of your pussy. 

Your mind muddles with more pleasure feeling Simeon ease the egg almost out of you. He keeps it halfway in holding it with his palm as he focuses it there at an angle. You shudder and feel his mouth back on your clit rapidly licking at it till your legs shake again and the orgasm he had been building in you overtakes you. 

Your angel is there placing his mouth to taste the fluid you let out. You moan and whine around his cock as he tugs himself free from your mouth. He grips his own base to prevent himself from cumming right there a loud groan out of him as he pumps himself to ease the sensation down, but grips his base. You see precum mixed with cum dribble out, and you edge him on by pressing your tongue to the tip to catch it. 

This move makes him lose the control he had, and ropes of white cover your face. Simeon sighs and had let all he had pent up out, some of it catching into your waiting mouth, the rest either on your cheeks where you rub it against his cock or lips as you milk him of more. You place a kiss at the end of the tip before resting your head on the bed itself to breathe.

Simeon sits up and looks down at you covered in his seed, his face flushes pink at seeing you with it on your face. You move to sit up, but Simeon playfully pushes you back down. You question him with a stare until he moves to settle between your legs. He pulls off his own top he still had on.

You understand without words that he isn’t done yet, and he begins to tease your clit again, you wriggle from him assisting removing the egg out of you and turns it off. He didn’t need anymore help from the device to make you have one more orgasm he will give you. He does that well on his own.

Simeon’s mood changes from that playful demeanor he had earlier to much sweeter and loving. He is softer in his touch on your pussy rubbing gentle circles and coaxing your body to relax and be ready for him. 

There is always a little anxiety when he lines himself to you, though he has been within you plenty of times, it never erased that one feeling as he pushes in. The stretch he does different than the egg ever did. Simeon is thicker all around, and long enough that even when you felt him earlier it didn’t change how it felt in this moment.

One of his hands seeks yours and holds it above your head lacing his fingers with yours. Simeon begins to move with you, and thrusts slow at first. Always slow at first despite all his teasing and playing with you, you could handle him rough right now but he didn’t want to be rough.

You feel a change in his affection to soft kisses on your face that makes a gasp leave you at how sweet he is being. When he angles his hips right he brushes that one spot, your hand tightens on his, telling him he found it along with your wide eyes pleading for him to move more.

“Simeon... please.” You plea for him to move, pushing your hips to meet his, and he gives into your whim thrusting a bit faster. Still at a teasing pace till your free hand runs through his hair and scratches light at the nape of his neck. 

“My lamb, you know what that does to me.” Was your only cue, you could have him sweet and loving, or passionate and wild like earlier. You bite your lip, and he sees you do so knowing your answer is going to be one he loves too. You hook your hand again to the nape of his neck and drag down from it to the middle of his back earning a moan out of him. Specially when you touch along his shoulder blades.

Simeon leans over you and lifts your waist with him, he holds your waist as he begins to move harder and faster. How you want him to move, and see the look in his blue eyes as he searches your eyes. You keen out his name, your hands scramble up his back where you can reach leaving fine lines behind as he repeatedly hits your g-spot. The angle has him in deep that you even feel his balls hit as he pushes deeper trying to get as much into you that you accept. 

You marvel at the flush on his face, and his wild eyes lock with yours. His dark skin shines under the faint light from sweat and he takes in the way you look glossy too. It isn’t until you feel that climbing pleasure race through your body again from your head to his thrusts into you. You moan out underneath him, your hands going to your mouth when he lets go to grip your waist better. 

“Let me hear you. I love your voice.” You nod uncovering your mouth and let him hear every sigh and cry as you cum again. Simeon holds you close to him as he buries deep, following you afterwards pushing deep to fill you full of his cum. He is careful as he lays on top of you, panting for breath like you are. You kiss the side of his face and he seeks you out to kiss you deeply.

You feel satisfied from everything you two did, your limbs jelly except your hands combing through his hair. You lay together like that a little while longer till Simeon lifts his hips to pull out from you, having enjoyed you too much. He begins to collect you into his arms for a much needed bath.

“I’ll let you sit in the water first before I join you so I can put fresh sheets on.” He explains and you nod in agreement. 

“I hope this helped you with inspiration for your story. I can’t wait to read it when it is done.” Simeon reminds you of your story, and you smile.

“I had a great muse.” You tease him, and he presses his forehead to yours lovingly. Soon enough after a bath with him and fresh sheets you cuddle up with him worn out from all his attention on you that you fall asleep listening to his heart.

He’d have to ask you to let him read more of your works. Maybe he’ll be able to act on them like what he had read. Maybe he’ll let you read his hidden away books he has of you two.  

For now he enjoys the soft sound of you asleep in his arms.

[poisonappletales]

What do you think it would be Ambrosia's and Pyro-kun (Blanket Guy)'s favorite character from the Marvel Cinematic Universe? Mine's are Dr Strange and Iron Man.

Ooh, nice choices! Let me see whatUnknown and (present-day) Ambrosia have to say. Well, I could have told youdirectly what their favorite characters were, but somebody insisted on getting what they wanted…

“Honey,we’re answering this one together.  ♥”

“It seems we are.” [She gives a bow in greeting.] “Iam called Ambrosia of the Phoenix, dear sir. I suppose I should call you…SirPyro or Sir Blanket?”

“Heh. You can call me Sir Mix-a-Lot.Just kidding -  Sexy will do. Even though, I will say…baby, you gotback.”

“Mm. Sir Joker it is.”

“Baby, why so serious?”

[She chuckles behind a slender, whitehand.] “It almost sounds like you’retrying to impersonate someone. I can’t say I’m all too familiar with thisMarvel Cinematic Universe…”

“Oh, let me fix that. I know where wecan watch all the movies.” [In asingle motion, he snatches her small wrist and begins to tug her afterhim.] “Come to my place. We can snuggle onthe couch. Do you like whipped cream and cherries? I have some treats you mightenjoy…kihihi!”

“W-Wait…! That - your hand…! Sir Joker…!”

[She can already tell that the strength of his grip is not one she canoverpower alone, even if she had intended to struggle. Instead, she allows himto lead her where he wishes, as docile as a lamb. After all, his intentionswere harmless, weren’t they? They needed to watch the movies, and he was just alittle bit of a joker.]

“Here we are!”

[He burst into his house with that announcement and whirls around toface her, his large fingers still laced warmly around her birdlike wrist.]

“Ah, yes.” [She is quick to retrieve her hand from his clutches, which he so generously allows. She thinks to talk to him like X and smiles -] “Itisn’t good to treat a lady so roughly. Please don’t touch me again.”

“Oh? I didn’t hurt you, did I, monpetit oiseau?” [He extends a hand, as if totuck a lock of hair behind her ear.] “IfI did, you should have said something. I would have been gentle.”

[Oh,he isn’t so bad, she thinks, and yet, shecan’t feel entirely at ease. Perhaps, it had to do with the fact that shecouldn’t see his eyes, shadowed entirely by that red hood. Perhaps, it wasbecause he was still reaching for her.]

“You’re being too rough right now.”

[Murmuring those words, she steps back before his seeking fingers cantouch her hair or any part of her.]

“My! What a lovely house you have.”

[She makes a point of casting her gaze about the spacious room, more asa way to change the subject than anything else. A simple digression to avoid anunnecessary confrontation or strange argument. Yet, now that she looks around,she realizes that it’s hard to see past the surrounding shadows.

Somehow, his house felt more dead than alive.]

[He draws back his rebuffed hand, hissmile unwavering.] “Hehe, make yourself at home, darling.”

[He begins to sidle over to the television, one of the newest models,and Ambrosia wonders what it is that makes him more unsettling than X. Thatcriminal wasn’t beyond calling her “babe” or a silly thing like “marshmallow,”and yet, she felt more comfortable dealing with him than Unknown. Some part ofher wished that he was there with her now.

Then again, perhaps he would just heckle her alongside the blanketedfellow.

Before she knows it, Unknown has one of the Marvel movies set up on thetelevision, its screen bright in the dark, and he has a seat on the couch,sealed up in beige damask. He pats the spot beside him.]

“Come sit next to me, honey.”

[with a smile:] “Perhaps I will, if you can remember myname.”

[He grins and crooks a finger at her. Sensing that he has something totell her, she ventures forward, taking careful, little steps as if navigating aswamp. When she stands before him, Unknown leans forward and whispers into herear:]

“Ambrosia…come sit next to me.”

[He smiles up at her from his seat in a way that’s almost a smirk. Somehow,she can’t shake the feeling that she’s being led in some kind of dance. Sheconsiders taking the seat farthest from him, but now, that would’ve been fartoo immature. Despite the futility of such an action, her cousins surely wouldhave done so, but as much as she wished for it, she wasn’t like them.

She settles down beside him. His smile broadens, like a satisfied catwith a bowl of cream.]

“Please tell me about the movie we’rewatching. I’ve never seen one before.”

[She sits with her hands foldedneatly on her lap, a serenely poised flower. 

Remembering how she bowedin greeting and how she followed without resisting, Unknown thinks: “…She’sreally rather meek, isn’t she?”

At the same time, he can see thelight in her eyes. Although she spoke with a gentle calmness (and a hintof something that wasn’t quite an accent), he caught a flicker of curiosity.She was looking forward to watching the movie. “Well,that’s one of her firsts I’ll be taking…”  he jokes inside his head.

He imagines there’s strength to go with that curiosity, an ember hidingwithin a cage of silk. He wonders how long she’ll continue to be meek and howfar she would let him go…]

“You haven’t, have you? I think you’lllike it.” [He pauses, re-considering.] “Well,you might prefer something like TheNotebook or Titanic…hmm…”

[Looking at her silk robe with itsred sash, the first two movies that went through his head was TheKarate Kid and then, more appropriately, Memoirsof a Geisha. He could see her enjoying thelatter, but he had a feeling that she would prefer something a little lessaction-oriented than the former.

On second thought, perhaps she would find amusement in the comedicscenes?]

“Either way, you’re sure to find something to enjoy. Don’t forget what our curiousMidnight Glade kitten wanted to know.”

“Oh, yes.”

“Which hero gets you hot.”

“Eh?” [She pauses, looking at him with widened eyes.] “Ah…you’re…reallyworking hard to earn your name, aren’t you, Sir Joker?”

[She laughs softly behind a handagain. Her voice doesn’t shake, but her initial hesitation strikes him as ateeny-bit nervous. Good.

As the movie begins, Unknown’s smile grows, and he unfurls an arm acrossthe top of the couch behind her. He isn’t touching her - not yet - but it’sclose enough for him to feel her body heat. If she notices, she doesn’t sayanything.]

[They spend the night watching as many Marvel movies as one canreasonably cram in the span of a few hours. Throughout that time, Unknownoffers her a snack of pretzels, popcorn, and candy, all of which she politelyrefuses. When he brings her a baby blue cup of hot chocolate with whippedcream, she accepts it with another courteous remark and, after waiting for itto cool, takes a sip from it occasionally.

It seemed like her well-mannered responses was her way of trying todistance him. However, it wasn’t an outright rejection, and those were theterms of his unofficial bet with Arsenik, wasn’t it?

She was cute - really cute. During some of the action scenes, she wouldgasp, her hand hovering by her pink lips as if genuinely worried about theactor. During any make-out scenes, she would flush and look away. Once, herpretty eyes inadvertently fell his way, and he had no doubt his leisure smirk made her toss her face to the other side.

When each film ends, he asks what she thinks, and they take the time toshare their thoughts and opinions. Sometimes, he sees her glance at the candyhe had brought as snacks, but she never takes one, even when he offers again.]

[By the time the credits are rolling for the umpteenth time, Ambrosiaalmost lets herself lean into the comforting pillow of the couch. Her headfeels heavy with a wave of drowsiness, but if she surrendered to it, she knowsshe would only fall back against Unknown’s arm, which remained on top of thecouch behind her.

That trivial threat alone was enough to keep her back straight and hereyes wide open.]

[She laughs:] “Oh,dear, I feel I’ll have the most vivid dreams tonight! All these movies are sointense and thrilling.”

“They are, aren’t they?” [Her cheery response isn’t unexpected. From his short time with her,Unknown could see that this little demure flower was chock full ofpositivity.] “We still haven’t seen all the sequelsyet, but this should give you a good enough taste of the Marvel CinematicUniverse. What’s your take on it?”

“It’s creative  - thoroughlycreative! A truly comprehensive universe of its own. I like that there’sgenerally a happy ending, too. The heroes and everyone in their city deservesthat much.”

“I’m sure they do. Defeat the bad guy,get the girl - that should be the proper course of order, no?”

“It’ll be difficult to pick afavorite!”

“Film or character?”

[She giggles.] “Both,I’d say! But for a favorite character…I’m leaning towards Sir Thor. He’s fun,fair-minded and open. And given where I am right now, I think I can relate towhat it’s like, being in a different place and culture.”

“Oh, so you like fun guys?”

[teasingly:] “Ah,do you mean to say if I like a man like you, Sir Joker?”

“You know I’m fun and open to doinganything with you. ♥”

“You know, I wasn’t thinking aboutromance when I answered.”

“Good. Less competition for me then.”

[Once again, he provokes a chuckleout of her.] “Tell me who your favorite characteris, if you can choose one.”

“My favorite…the one who’s most likeyou.”

[with a laugh:] “Oh,be serious for a moment, Sir Joker!”

“True, you are one of a kind.” [He grins.] “Iam Groot!”

“Ah! Hehe, Sir Groot really was cute. Ialmost feel like I could call that movie a favorite out of all the ones wewatched simply because of him!” 

“I was tempted to choose Mantis. I likehow she pointed out the Star-Lord’s…special feelings for his beloved. I alsofelt bad about what the Destroyer kept saying to her. I know what he is gettingat, but if you ask me…”

[The hand on the couch behind hermoves to run through her dark hair.]

“All women are beautiful.”

“I’m surprised you didn’t take to SirTony Stark, the witty playboy.”

“He had amusing comments to make, buthow can you beat Groot?”

[She chuckles.] “Yes,he is a difficult rival. Sir Tony Stark didn’t stand a chance.”

“Tell me your type.”

“My type? Hmm…”  [She playfully wags a finger at him.] “Someone who knows howto listen when I tell him to keep his hands off, for one.”  

[He throws his head back in alaugh.] “When you look like that, darling, howcan I resist?”

“In that case, allow me to take myleave.”  [Still smiling, she begins to risefrom her seat, her hands clasped together all the while.] “Itwas fun, Sir Joker. Thank you for accommodating me in your home and showing meall these exciting movies.”

“I can show you even more exciting movies…”  [With a cockeyed smile, he leans back, his arm perched uponthe couch like before.] “It’s dark out. You sure you don’t wantto spend the night? I have an extra room.”

“To ask a lady to spend the night at aman’s house…how scandalous!” [Shegiggles.] “Please understand that I must decline,but I truly appreciate the offer.”

“Well, if you ever change your mind,you know where to find me. We should do this again. It’s not every day I getcompany like yours. You make it just a little bit less lonely in this big house.”

“Ah, is that so?” [That surprised her. Confident and vivacious, he hadn’t struck her assomeone lacking in friends. However, far be it from her to judge byappearances.] “Mm…well, I still haven’t watchedsome of those Marvel sequels - or that Notebook or Titanic movie you mentioned earlier.”

“I still think you’ll like those. I’llbe sure to have them the next time you come over.”

“Oh, I don’t want you to go through anytrouble to fetch them…”

“Trust me. It won’t be, darling. I’mlooking forward to watching them with you.”

“Just make sure you’re better behavedthen!” [Laughing softly, she dips forward inone of her customary bows.] “Havea good evening, Sir Joker. I’ll see you next time.”

“It’s a date.”

[She turns to leave without a reply. Most likely, she had taken his lastwords as a joke. She seemed to think a lot of what he was saying were jokes -hence, her little nickname for him.

He didn’t dislike it. The name or her sweetly genteel acceptance of his “jokes.” Sometimes, they really were. Other times,there was more to it. His petitoiseau was clearly a woman who didn’t seeherself as beautiful or one deserving of adoration.

Even when she chose a favoritecharacter, romance wasn’t on the forefront of her mind. It was for that reasonhe wasn’t sure whether she would really prefer TheNotebook or Titanic.

In many ways, she had the modest air of someone who didn’t believe shehad a chance at finding love. At the same time, she knew how to tease him withall the charm of a confident seductress, one fully aware of the effect she had on men. What was really on her mind?

Fortunately, this wasn’t their last meeting. Yes, he couldn’t wait tomelt the ice in her heart and make her burn up for him. Would he find herawaiting him eagerly on his table then?]

Asyou might have seen, Ambrosia chose Thor and Unknown chose Groot! Surprised?

Other than that, Ambrosia’s secondfavorite was Groot, while Unknown’s second favorite was Mantis. (Wow, he justkeeps choosing people from that movie, doesn’t he?)

Anyway, this turned out a little longbecause…well, because of Unknown and his antics.

Also, according to thesurvey of what you want to read thatI posted about a while back,quite a few of you said you wanted to read more about Unknown! For the questionabout what pairings you wanted to see, somebody said they wanted to see thepairing of “Ambrosia and blanket dude” and another wrote “Ambrosia - Guy from Don’t take this risk.”  

So, I let myself have fun with this one, hopingy’all wouldn’t mind. I still want to write something more story-like (this isformatted half-visually, so I adapted my writing style to it!), but for now, Ihope you all enjoy what you see here.

On a side note, mon petit oiseau is French for “my little bird.” And just to avoidany misunderstandings…Ambrosia decides to call him “Joker” since he’s sucha joker.(Plus, she wasn’t about to call him Sexy.) I’m not saying whether or not that is hisname. You’ll have to find out yourself in the full version of Beauty and the War (X Playing Pieces)!

That said, I’m honestly lovingthese crossover-type asks of yours, midnightgladewall! Don’t ever beafraid to go outside the box with these. It’s fun to shove my characters out oftheir comfort zones. (Not that Unknown has a whole lot outside his comfortzone…)

Asalways, feel free to let me know what you think. What do you think of their choices? Did you expect them? Have an awesome rest of the day!