Cookies & Creams

Cookies and Cream gelato

"Stop crying, you look like Jack sparrow right now" Simon teased while wiping away the remaining tears Irene had fertilized.

Irene chuckled lightly, this girl still sitting on the table. Irene's obviously late for school now, She's not even feeling to go now. Almost an hour since Irene began to mourn her stupidity, Simon's shirt even got wet because of her tears.

"your shirt" said Irene timidly.

"no problem" Simon replied casually, the man walked away from Irene.

Simon returns with a large cup of ice cream that has been opened complete with a spoon in his hand. Simon pointed a spoonful of ice cream at Irene's lips. Throwing a signal for the girl to open her mouth.

Simon looked at Irene who was chewing ice cream in her tiny mouth. Simon lies when teasing Irene like Jack Sparrow, in fact the girl's cry does not diminish her charm. Irene still looks beautiful at the moment. Simon was not tired of looking at him.

"You like it?" simon asked shortly after Irene received a big mouthful of ice cream from him. Irene smiled briefly in response. The atmosphere was quite awkward at the moment for Irene. "It's good to lift up your mood" added Simon playing ice in the cup.

"This is my favorite, Cookies and Cream" Simon explained, bribing the next spoon towards Irene's lips again.

"Oh" Irene's awkward response, Simon chuckles briefly.

"You're doing it again" Simon said in a witty tone "How could I not be tempted if you always teased me so" Simon added, mimicking Irene's O-typical expression.

"But I'm not teasing you" Irene still refused in her plainly seductive tone.

"Hmm, I know. That's exactly what your appeal is, Irene, even if you don't flirt with me whatever you do is so seductive in my eyes." I'm Simon honestly.

Irene swallowed her saliva nervously, the sweet taste still felt from the ice cream cookies and cream that Simon had fed before. 

"you're not eating?" Irene asked Simon who was feeding her a big spoonful of ice cream again and again. "You said this is your favorite taste" Irene added nervously, Irene moved intending to get off the kitchen table.

Simon held Irene back, Simon liked Irene sitting there. Putting the ice cream cup on the table, Simon eroded the distance between him and Irene. 

Simon's lips pressed against Irene's lips, Irene's seat on the table made it easier for Simon, who was taller than this beautiful girl, to kiss her. Simon opened Irene's lips with an easy sip of the sweet taste of ice cream that was still left inside.

"Hm, you're right this is indeed my favorite taste" whispered Simon after taking off his kiss.

Simon looked at Irene's almond eyes in Irene's deep drifting. Without wasting any time, Simon again kissed Irene's tiny lips without rejection. Not a brief kiss like before, Simon's kiss this time was intimidating and intense.

Only deep kisses could be heard in the quiet apartment. Irene is late in Simon's game. Simon poked Irene's little hand around her nape. His hands explored the curvature of Irene who was still sitting in front of him.

Irene opened her lips in resignation letting Simon channel passion into their struggles. Simon pulled Irene's nape closer to him.

Irene closed her eyes looking for answers in her heart. His heart was so fucked as was his mind. The small kiss he picked up slowly to slowly destroy his defense. Irene began to drift in Simon's cradle. Irene and Simon clash in their increasingly intense lip game.

Irene wriggled irregularly against Simon, the vibrations inside her body getting stronger, the stronger. Irene wasn't strong anymore, she whined uncomfortably. Simon kissed her forehead softly, the tremors intensifying spreading all over her body. This beautiful girl as goddesses in Greek mythology trembled violently, her muscles tightened and Irene exploded.

The scorching she remembered Simon pulling down his panties, and Simon's vague face crept in as Irene's gaze blurred. After that Irene did not remember anything..

✿ Cookies and Cream ✿