Always A Blackbird

Her back is met with the plush comfort of the mattress, more comfortable than she expected it to be, her hips lifting off the bed, helping him undress herself, her own hands reaching out to pull his shirt up over his head. His words have the apples of her cheeks tinting in a rose hue, almost the same colour as her hair. "Simon," she breathes out his name through a moan against his lips, her back arching off the bed. His fingers filling her in a way her own couldn't. She rocks her hips down against his hand, nipping at his bottom lip.

One of Eden's many secret playthings... Exactly who the film critic wanted a visit from. But they'd remain civil. After all, they'd promised to keep their connection a secret until the awards ceremony. So getting irritated with the aspiring actress wouldn't do any good.

Danielle was off to deliver a package and it was once she was out of the office that she realised who it was for. It was the last person she would have liked to come face to face with, considering the connection they both shared. Putting on her big girl pants, and not wanting to disappoint her boss, she made her way up to where Leone would be found.

Elessar looked up as his assistant came into his office. His eyes tracked her figure across the room as she came closer to his desk. She was a very pretty thing to watch walk around. She'd lasted longer than many of his other assistants which spoke well for her. "Did you get the files that I asked for, Danielle?"

They'd met on the set of a indie movie they were both doing work for in Sweden. But Simon had always been very disciplined when it had come separating work from pleasure. So even though he could tell right from the start that they'd been some spark between them, he'd kept things professional with her; avoiding to be seen alone together, and even to look at her any type of ways. People in this business had the very bad habits of running their mouth, and last thing he wanted would've been to be in a scandal, when he loved working in the shadows.

But after two months, the movie had been ready to wrap up and knowing how Coviwood was, he knew he'd most certainly never cross path with her again, so he'd made a move on her, as the both only had a couple days left in the country. He rented a room in a hotel in a different city, and given her the address if she wanted to meet him this one time.

Simon isn't sure whether she'll show up or not, but when there's a knock at his room, he goes to open it, very happy to see the young woman. He lets her in, locking the door behind them with the sign to not disturbed on the door handle, before he lifts her up in his arms. "Fuck, I've wanted to do this for months. Come here and let me kiss you baby." He groans kissing her.

The filming process went by in a blink of an eye and it was time to wrap up before they would all fly back. Danielle fought that inner voice that wanted more with Simon. It was the invite to a motel room that surprised her, yet delighted her at the same time. She didn't think twice about going to meet him.

The second the door was closed when she stepped inside, the apple of her cheeks already flushed with anticipation. Her legs snake around his waist, fingers delving into his hair tangling. "Please, all I think about is you." She mumbles before deepening the kiss between them, letting all that desire she carried over the last couple months free, wanting to give in.

"I wasn't the only one." Lustful emerald hues open to look at his, teeth scraping across his lower lip. "There were times I wished the camera wasn't on us." The actress knew deep down they were crossing a line, but there was something about Simon that drew her in.

Simon chuckles softly as he shakes his head. "Danielle, I'd rather you feel comfortable to be sad around me, then feel like you need to force yourself to smile." He reassures her. And really, he's used to it. Back in his old pack, he might have been hard on the younglings when it came to training and punishment, but they knew they could always talk to him when something was on their mind.

Danielle was touched by his words and wasn't entirely sure how much she could open up to him, but she could at least speak about Ricky. He was an important person within the city. "Maybe after dinner I can tell you what is on my mind." The pup could at least give him a nice dinner.

Where: The Chateau When: After the War Who: @covairecitystarters

Danielle was going insane being locked in her cell. She paced, not caring about the burn mark that trailed down the inside of her right leg, walking around in only her bra and panties, she didn’t want the feeling of the orange suit against her skin. Rentals were slower with the city being rebuilt and she felt herself slipping into a darkness, one she didn’t mind consuming her.

Hearing footsteps coming down the hall, the redhead eagerly makes her way to the front, fingers curling around the bars, praying that it was Ricky coming. Disappointment washing over her when it isn’t.

“You’re not him.” She mutters.

Lorenzo wasn’t sure why he bothered going to the Chateau. Not when there was so much to be done around the city as well as work on his own home he could be doing. But he was trying not to be so territorial with Ana, knew he needed to let her have some space since he’d hardly let her out of his sight. Besides this gave him an opportunity to stop in and see who was here. After attacks like the last one, things could change rather quickly for some. 

He hadn’t been looking for anyone in particular when he’d seen the familiar girl step forward. He rose an eyebrow at the statement, stopping in front of her cell. “If I were offended easily I might have been so at those words.” Still after the attack, who knew what had happened to ‘him’.

"If you need someone to listen to you without judgment, I can be that person Danielle, even if we don't know much about each other." There is is again, that warmth, this time, it's the Beta in him, always so willing to help other wolves in need. Simon just cannot go against his nature, as much as he'd like to do so.

"Here we are. Welcome to my home. Do you prefer a quick tour first, or shower?" He asks, making sure that she'll be at her most comfortable in his house.

Simon was always like that, the few times that they spent together, he was always one to be a shoulder or an open ear for her. He never did judge her, someone that she could trust. "I'm sure you don't want to hear about a girl and her broken heart." She half teases.