A Walk Along the Beach

Listening quietly as they walked, Celeste hadn't quite realised that Roldan had been married that short of a time ago. She knew he had been married and all, but not that recently. Now it made sense that he hadn't wanted to go to the Ball with her.

"Wow, that sounds awful," Celeste said quietly, squeezing his hand back and smiling softly at him, while thinking about the idea of being attacked on your wedding day, "I am sorry to hear about your wedding being a disaster. Although, they say most weddings rarely go off without a hitch, or a hiccough of some kind."

"I actually eloped, so no wedding to ruin... though the marriage didn't turn out much better, I'm afraid," she said with a tiny shrug. It was water long under the bridge for her and it didn't hurt to talk about it anymore.

When Roldan mentioned someone had had it out for him, them, she pursed her lips together, not liking the idea that he had been in danger. Looking at him when he tried to reassure her, Celeste shook her head, "Public events always hold some sort of risk, but I'm not worried," she said truthfully, "Besides, Manta Carlos has a pretty awesome police force if anything does," she grinned as she hugged his arm to her, glad they got a chance to be together like this tonight.

"That's... " Celeste was going to say bad, terrible, but she knew what it was like and had found that those comments had bothered her after a while. They almost sounded like people said them because they found the topic awkward, or not knowing what to say.

"I am glad you are better now," Cici opted for, "And that you are getting your life together again," she told him very sincerely as she squeezed his hand gently.

"I think I eloped out of defiance, of not wanting to hear my mother tell me being tied down to a man was a bad idea, or that I was too young, or that he was wrong for me. Who knows, all I know is that at the time, I thought it was a good idea." she laughed at the memory.

When they stopped and looked back, Celeste was surprised they had come this far, and then started laughing when Roldan asked if she had planned to spring a trap on him.

"Well, now that you ask," she stated coyly, "I have always wanted a dragon of my own," she teased as she let go of his arm and came to stand in front of him, meeting his gaze, she continued. "So maybe? Maybe, I planned to use some type of witchy sorcery on you tonight, lure you away from anywhere public. Distract you and then bind you with magical chains, make you my servant and all that," she joked as she took both hands in hers.

"Ohhh!" Celeste exclaimed suddenly, turning her body a bit as she looked down when she felt something moving up her leg. There she watched in awe as Roldan wrapped his tail around her waist. Glancing up at him, surprised beyond belief, Celeste felt her heart race at as his wings appeared and enveloped them both. She had had no idea that he could do such a thing so easily.

Hearing his words as he pulled her in a bit closer, noting the way he said them, made Cici blush, and her pulse go faster. She hadn't exactly thought about what she had said before, not really. But as she did, she realised what she had said actually could mean very different things. Looking at him again, she grinned.

"And we witches are sneaky and very very resourceful. Maybe you only think that those chains are broken, maybe you have bound yourself of your own accord, and maybe, just maybe, you don't want to break free even if you had the chance?" she suggested with a knowing smile, "Or maybe the witch has put a spell on the dragon and he doesn't even know it yet?" she suggested, staring at him as she stayed very still, not moving at all as Roldan moved in closer, feeling the warmth between them and deciding that she liked it, liked the feeling of whatever this was that was happening between them.

Feeling his grip as he held her, Celeste felt a shiver run through her despite the warmth, kissing him back, Celeste heard herself groan softly at the feeling of his tongue as it changed and explored her as he kissed and pulled her closer too him. Placing her hands on his chest, Celeste relaxed her body against him.

Sighing at the feelings he was causing in her, very aware of the heat between them, Celeste closed her eyes as Roldan held her against him firmly, kissing and nipping at her neck, making her shiver at the feeling. It was as if, in some strange way he was marking her as if she was his, an idea that excited her for some reason. It stirred something in her, something primitive that she hadn't realized or even considered before.

"Roldan," she whispered very softly, breathlessly as moved her arms up and wrapped them around his neck. Celeste then pressed herself against him, enjoying the moment of headiness as she recaptured his mouth in hers and kissed him back hungrily.

Feeling his tail wrap around her middle, snaking slightly under her shirt, the feel of it warm against her skin, caused Celeste to shiver again. She had never really felt something like that before, it was rough, yet, almost leathery too.

When he pulled away, Celeste almost whimpered softly, her gaze dark, full of desire, her cheeks flushed also as she looked at him in confusion for a second, wondering why he had stopped. Then when he said that they should maybe... she stared at him, and found that she could only nod in agreement, yet made no actual move to stop what was happening.

Yes, she knew that somewhere, that wasn't clouded by desire, that they probably should stop.. and yes, they should not rush things. They both sort of agreed on that. Yet, it seemed like every time they got together, they ended up like this, and she was finding it increasingly harder to rationalize why they shouldn't. It wasn't like they were two horny teenagers (though it felt like it sometimes) who didn't know what they were doing. Or two adults just looking for a casual hook up.

Looking up at him, searching his handsome face, remembering how he had kissed her and how she felt, Celeste felt another surge of desire, and quite honestly did not know what she wanted, the logical part of her was saying... just a little longer, while the emotional, illogical part was like, why not? It's what you want. It's going to happen sooner or later.

"Maybe.. it's best if we...stop?" Celeste finally asked with real uncertainty.