*****WARNING*****This blog post contains graphic sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.
Seamus Reinhardt packed his purchases in his backpack, carefully. Two bottles of water, two fresh sliced cucumber and herbed cream cheese on sourdough. Sasha didn’t charge him extra to change out the bread from their usual toasted pumpernickel bagel. And one triple chocolate brownie from Earthcakes. They sat with plenty of room to spare on the old rolled sleeping bag already inside. Packed, he took second to Central and crossed the street. Between Statutes and the children’s park, the construction barriers were now up. Instead of going around, Seamus squeezed between two and continued to walk past the library and the Community Center, now both slated for deconstruction, followed by the construction of one building to combine them both. He approached the park and saw the gap he would go through once Iris was done reading to the kids assembled. Silently he set his old camping backpack down and sat on the concrete and eavesdropped on storytime like the errant 7 year old he was a decade ago.
It was the week of the Dragon Boat Festival in China so Iris had the kids make little paper dragon boats while she read to them about the holiday as well as some sweet Children’s stories from Chinese Mythology. Iris wore a black v-neck t-shirt with a Chinese style dragon on it and a pair of rolled up jean shorts with her white trainers. The grassy story circle was a sea of little blankets with families and friends relaxing on the warm day. The boats were either finished and thrust into adult hands or abandoned and forgotten as crafts could be sometimes. Storytime had ended. The blankets were carried off and many of the children bolted for the playground or the beach. Iris rams around trying to pick up leftover boats, scraps and bits of stuff so she wasn't causing litter. As she was ready to collect her books she noticed another adult still lingering and approaching her. It was Daisy Dale. Iris clutched her armful of books to her and looked uncertainly at Daisy “Uh...hi.”
Daisy lit into her like she had been holding onto something for quite some time “I see you...and Seamus….walking hand in hand, making little gooey eyes. He’s playing with you you know, just like he played me.” She was wearing too short faded jean cutoffs and a cropped pink tank top.
Iris sighed “Daisy...I’m sorry you got hurt...but...we’re different. You need to move on. Let him go.”
Seamus listened to the kids take off like the play park was on fire. He decided to wait a little while longer, knowing Iris would clean up and pack away the bookmobile van parked in the lot across the street from the park. Then, he would see if she had free time. He expected she would and he was already looking forward to a nice romantic picnic someplace at least semi-private. Then he heard her sounding unsure, and before he could think what it was, the question was answered in Daisy’s voice. He sighed. Doing what he had to do had hurt her, but … he listened to Iris talking to her, but knew that it probably wouldn't do any good.
Daisy’s voice got pitchy “You think you’re different? You’re just another floozy….he’s taking his time with you to get to me. He’ll probably come crawling back. He always does. Because here’s the thing library lady...with all your books and your fancy words you’ll never love him. He’s more like me, and he knows it. So when you get bored...just give him a nudge my way.”
Iris’s whole body tenses, and she stalks up to Daisy, letting two of her three books drop to the ground and then using the largest one to backhand Daisy across the face. It was a children’s book and it was a softcover but it gave her a wallop “How fucking dare you?!” She spat out “You don’t think I can love Seamus because you don’t think he’s SMART? How fucking blind are you Daisy Dale? Because he’s brilliant, and I do love him. I love him so much I don’t have the god damned vocabulary in my fancy words to define it. So I won’t be nudging him back anytime. I won’t get bored….just dare me to try because I’ll spend the rest of my life with him defying you, you stupid shallow unappreciative little bitch!”
Daisy held the side of her face and gasped repeatedly “You HIT me….with a book! You cunt!”
Iris picked up the other two and brandished them “I have more...I have a whole fucking van so you better get the hell away from me…”
With a shrill irritated squeak, Daisy ran off and Iris just deflated after the whole ridiculous scene.
Seamus listens to Daisy and finds himself tensing. How delusional was Daisy? She started to tell Daisy how to love him. That they were the same ... he and Daisy. He closed his eyes, realizing how much Daisy didn't know about him. What he wanted from a woman. Then he heard a noise and blinked. Had Daisy hit her? He started to move when he heard Iris's voice. He stood, stunned as she spoke. Iris loved him ... he had suspected ... known. But they'd never ... But the confirmation was right there, on the other side of the construction barrier. Daisy confirms that Iris hit her and Iris's reply made Seamus burst with love and pride. He hears Daisy storming off and picks up his pack. Pushing it between the two construction barriers, he drops it and squeezes through himself. Iris’s back is to him, and he approaches her. “Hey…”
Iris jumped about a foot in the air at the hey and dropped the two books in her hand. She turns and catches her breath seeing Seamus and then narrows her eyes at the barrier right behind him that’s a little askew “How long have you been over there? Were you behind that thing?”
Seamus glances back at the barrier. “Oh, maybe ten minutes.” he tells her, and quickly qualifies. “Technically I’m allowed on the construction site, since I apprentice with Adam and Mint.”
Iris starts to chuckle a bit “That all sounds very official and ….oh for fuck’s sakes Seamus, I’m beating people with books over here, and you want to tell me about Adum and Mint?” She knew what she said to Daisy, what she hadn’t said to him. He was dancing around it, she suspected, just as they both had for a while now. Having let the words out into the world she felt the emotion of them still caught in her throat now when she looked at him.
Seamus grins at her. “No. It’s Adam with an A … Adum with a U is his son, the mayor.” he explains and he moves closer and takes her by the shoulders. “But no … what I want to tell you is that I love you too, Iris. I have for a long time now.” he looks into her eyes and swallows hard. The words were out and he was nearly shaking with the strength of the emotions of words he’d never spoken to another woman before. Never felt for another woman before.
Iris gives Seamus a look when he corrects her on which Adam it is like she’s ready to go break out the encyclopedias on him but then grins a bit and tears up when he takes her by the shoulders and tells her he loves her too. She can’t contain them at all. They just spill down her face and hoarsely she says the words properly to him instead of stupid Daisy Dale “I love you Seamus. I don’t know why it felt so scary to say. I’ve been screaming it out in my head for ages.” She sniffs and then throws her arms around his neck and kisses him deeply, intensely and very very emotionally.
Seamus almost answers, but can't because suddenly Iris is in his arms and kissing him. He returns the kiss just as passionately and then breaks it. “Damn, even kissing you feels different.” he chuckles, and uses his hands to wipe the tears from her face. “I feel I should apologize for Daisy. I can’t even say she’s an ex, I don’t think. Just …” he sighs, cupping her face.
Iris leans her cheek into his hand and smiles “It does, not that I thought it could ever get more powerful.” She frowns “Daisy made her own choice.” She cracks up now “I hit her with a book...that’s sacrilege….to the book of course. I think Daisy sees herself as your ex….and I guess there are aspects to it...let’s not overanalyze ehr too much. Hopefully that’s resolved in her mind now….the idea of you coming back to her. I won’t get bored of you. I can’t even imagine that, and I meant what I said to her, every word.”
Seamus nods and then laughs. “I heard that and thought for a second that she had hit you, not the other way around. I’m glad I was wrong.” he sighs. “Ironically, I’ve never thought of Daisy as much as I have the last few minutes … and last ten days or so.” he tilts his head. “I’m glad to hear that, because I am ready to spend the rest of my life with you, as well.” he leans in to kiss her again.
Iris has to laugh a little and nods. And then she tears up again “10 days...holy shit it feels like 10 years. Seamus…” She’s fully crying again. “I swear I’m not a crier...you’re not going to believe me but I suppose I can take the rest of our lives to prove it..” She kisses him tearfully now and fully.
Seamus nods again. “Yea, it does. A decade at least.” he smiles at her tears and accepts her kiss, his hand still cupping her face. Finally, he breaks it. “Sounds like a deal to me.” he pulls back a little. “I came here to ask you if you’d like to go on a picnic with me…” he motions to the backpack. “I wanted to surprise you.”
Iris kisses at his hand and eyes the backpack “I like that surprise. I’m actually pretty hungry after my violence against books. And I forgot to bring my lunch. Aislin and Thea have probably already eaten it.” She looks at the stuff still on the ground “Just let me tidy this up..”
Seamus chuckles. “Good. And let air and water have their meal.” he watches her. “I’ll help.” and he does.
Iris snorts “I feel like we’re writing some sort of Last Airbender Fanfic. Did you ever watch that as a kid? I don’t know how Paige feels about being Fire….would that make her Zuko or Azula?” She grimaces.
Seamus laughs. “Yes, I did …. And Paige … Zuko was an idiot so it can't be him.” he theorizes. “Please tell me Aislin has never seen that. God .. that kid will eventually meet Mabel Stanley … she’s around the same age I think … climbs buildings and has to be rescued because she hasn’t mastered getting down … her grandfather is the fire chief.” he shakes his head, still picking up the mess.
Iris picks up a whole pile of stuff and wraps it in her own sitting blanket like a giant satchel. With her backpack on it’s the last of the stuff to take to the bookmobile “Aislin is totally inspired by that glider. We could have a long debate about Zuko but I’ll spare you. I thought he was one of the more complex and interesting ones. I would say Paige is more of an Avatar Roku if we don’t get hung up on gender. And Mabel Stanley….hmm I don’t think I’ve heard that name but Paige seems to have made a friend in Chief Stanley.” She hasn’t explained about the burns. She will if he asks but it’s really Paige’s to tell. It’s possible he’s either noticed or Sasha has told him. “Thank you for your help. Want to take a ride in the bookmobile? I swear I’m a safe driver.”
Seamus pauses in his cleaning. “So …. Zuko was like me? Light under a bushel and all that?” he carries the last of the papers in his hand. “Yea … I get why she and the Chief would talk. Sasha told me what happened.” he doesn’t sound like he cares about the scars, because he doesn’t. “I would LOVE a ride in the Bookmobile. I trust you.”
Iris looks relieved that he knows about Paige and then amused “Did you just describe both Zuko...and yourself with a biblical reference? And yes I’ve read it not for religion but for references in classic literature.” She has to giggle “And yes you did hide your talents...I get why.” She loads in her pile and points in a general direction for Seamus to plunk his down before they get in. Once she’s in she’ll pull on her seatbelt and wait for him to do his and then start the van up. It’s an ancient VW camper van with the camper aspects gutted and bookshelves added with bars and elastics to keep everything from toppling out. It runs a little beastly but it does run. “Where to, Prince Zuko?” She teases.
Seamus grabs his large backpack and follows Iris to the van. Dropping his stuff inside, he lifts both of his hands in the air. “Recovering Catholic … well not really recovering. I mean we got baptized Catholic .. us boys, but that’s about it. I read the bible in the library when I was eight because some of the guys said it had a lot of sex in it.” he blows out a breath. “I’m glad you get it.” and he is ..s he gets him. Then he gets in the van and buckles up and laughs at being called Prince anything. “The access road by the school. Pull in a little so the van is off the road .. we can walk from there.”
Iris giggles “The bible has a shocking amount of sex actually. You just need to sift through all the metaphors. Hard core Christans usually hate it when you point that out though.” Iris starts to drive. She knows the way he’s talking about “I kinda missed driving. I’m liking this bookmobile. I hope we get to keep it when the library re-opens.” She stops carefully as some of what look to be the Alvin kid fosters on bikes and skateboards getting out of the way. Since there weren’t many cars, the kids owned the streets in Alexandra. “I love that it’s so safe here. I remember my parents reading us the riot act about street safety. Not such an issue here…” She waved as a few of them recognized the book mobile and gave them excited greetings, especially the ones who had just come from story time. A Latino looking teenage boy herded a few of the younger ones back to the curb and gave them a nod. He had tattoos on his fingers Iris couldn’t read from where she was. “Looks like they have a babysitter….” She nodded back and drove on, approaching the access road.
Seamus chuckles. “Yea, but not enough to get me to actually go to church.” He watches the road. “I have my license, but I haven’t had a need to drive because I don’t leave the island much. But I miss the library already and the Community Center.” he makes a pained noise. “That’s one of the older buildings. It’s a blow to have to deconstruct it, but I’m eager to see what they’re going to do with the materials. Or even if they will.” he considers. “They will.” he convinces himself. With a laugh, he watches the kids. “Yea, kids play in the street pretty regularly. 3rd to Aademy to 4th to Central and back around get used for track sometimes. The school has two sub basements, but I like running or skating outside more.” he nods at the babysitter. “Yea, they all work together in that house, which is a good thing.” he nods back to the boy and sits back, watching the road appear. “It’s going to be a little bit of a walk. We’re heading towards the northern breakwater.”
“A hiking picnic...ok cool. Glad I dressed practically today. I even wore sunscreen.” She says with a laugh.” She parks and takes out her backpack and slides it on “If I have to pee in the woods you’re my lookout. Usually that’s Paige but today’s your lucky day.” She thinks about what he said about the old buildings for the library and community centre “It is sad but I’m curious to see what they build too. I think there was a sewer disaster just waiting to happen in the library...those toilets were never quite right.” She’s ready to walk now.
Seamus gets out and puts his pack on. “It’s been one of those kind of days for me. You guys camp a lot?” he wonders as he heads north in the woods, not following any path but looking confident in his step. “Zeno would lose his shit if the pipes backed up and ruined the books. He protected them all through the fog because people thought you know .. we might be isolated forever.”
Iris laughs at his question “Camping….hmm….no. I like this…” She points around “Walking in the woods...parks are good. Love the beach. But I can’t live without a shower and wifi for very long. It’s pathetic I know. From the look of your pack, your family’s more of the go make friends with the bears sort? Oh and bears….I’m totally freaked out by bears! I mean they can kill you without even working that hard at it. Does this island have bears?” She looks around warily.
Seamus nods, then shakes his head. “Take it from me … if you lost wifi … you’d survive.” he climbs up an embankment and turns, offering her hand to help her up. “Well, we are active. Fiona might have enjoyed seeing me and Owen mauled by bears, but there aren’t any here. The usual rodents, plus goats and wild ducks.” he casually looks around. “We have a decent amount of spiders .. tarantulas, actually.” he continues on his way.
Iris laughs about Fiona possibly liking the idea of bears mauling her brothers. As an older sister she’d had her moments too. Did you just say tarantulas?” she looks confused “In British Columbia? I mean I know we have like those nasy dock spiders and stuff but tarantulas?”
Seamus shrugs. “Yes, because they are Sebastian’s children .. well probably a couple generations now. Owen had a tarantula named Sebastian that escaped … and someone else lost their female … and ther a minor legend that they’ve come out here and otten giant. Kinda scares the kids away. Well and Uncle Jude who lives out here.” he motions vaguely rightish as they walk. “Yes, my uncle Jude is a wild man of the forest.”
Iris marvels at this tarantula breeding habitat. “I swear to god I moved into a Stephen King novel. I could see that about your Uncle Jude….maybe it’s the beard...ot the scars. But then you talk to him and he’s quite endearing...or he was to me. They were all awesome. Have to be honest, I’m not entirely sure your mother likes me. Maybe it was the birth control conversation...which she seemed happy about. But then she took off weirdly like she was upset or something. I don’t know if it was something I said...I mean other than clearly planning to have sex with her son…” She sighs and looks around as they walk “Here tarantulas…”
Seamus laughs. “Well he’s ex military. I think Intelligence, mostly because he doesn’t really talk about it. He used to tell us all these desert campaign stories about spies and shit. He’s really smart. He mentioned wearing his dress uniform to Fiona’s wed …” he stops suddenly. “Fiona’s wedding. It’s on Halloween and it’s a costume thing because my sister can’t just go to the Municipal building and have done with it.” he looks at her. “Come with me?” and then he blows out a breath. “My mother likes you … or she will once I show you’re not just another rumored fuck of mine. I guess she worries. She loves Slaine and she’s pregnant.” he moves a little more and now the water can be seen through the trees. “Oh, don’t worry about them. There aren’t many. I’ve only seen like two in the last few years.”
Iris looks intrigued by Jude’s history “So is Jude a spy? Or he just knew some? He should write a book.” She muses and then grins “A Halloween wedding with costumes? Yes please. I’m all yours for it, and well, I just am…” She’s freer with expressing it now. Iris exhales “Ok...I’ll trust you on that. I liked her a lot. And she knows I have no plans to get pregnant.” She laughs and then nods about the spiders, and then takes in the view “This was worth the walk….quiet on this side too….not even a boat in sight.”
Seamus shrugs. “I’m just guessing. But I think a book would be great.” he grins as she accepts his invitation. “They met Trick or Treating. He was an angel and she was Wednesday Adams. He’s a harp player. Anyway, she didn’t send him running.” he laughs. “You know I was the first one to call it with them. Owen got sick from his own cooking and I ran down all happy cause I was gonna get my own room and there he was. I asked him if he was gonna live with us and then decided if he married Fi, I’d get my own room. And, as you already know … I did.” he dusts his hands dramatically and looks pleased at being all hers. Well .. maybe someday we’ll have kids.” he says quietly and then slows, looking around. “This good?” the view is beautiful and all around them are trees, but north is the ocean.
Iris nods and winks about his bedroom and then beams about Vincent and Fiona’s meeting “I already thought Vincent and Fiona were cool and they just got cooler. Fiona was joking about sending me as some sort of hench person to steal lawn ornaments...now I have a reason...well maybe not stealing...but wedding present solved! And holy shit...you were like Aislin as a kid weren’t you? I pegged you as more of a Thea.” She smiles about the having kids comment “You're the first man who’s said that to me without freaking me out.” She drops her pack and reaches for his hand “Yes, this is good. This is perfect….you’re perfect Seamus Reinhardt.”
Seamus laughs about his sister and the present she and Vincent will get for their wedding. “I’m a little of both. When we were kids in a three bedroom house it was Fiona in her own room and all three of us boys in the other. So fuck yea, I wanted my own room. But I was also the youngest. End of the line for everything.” he holds her hand when she reaches for him. “Good … not no, of course … but someday I’d like kids. I didn’t for a long time because … being the youngest sometimes sucks.” he pulls her close. “This is all perfect. I love you, Iris Page.” he’ll kiss her if he can, then take off his pack and start taking things out of it. The bags with food, the bottled water and, finally the sleeping bag, which he unzips and opens out. “Let's get this spread out. Put the packs katy corner and have lunch.”
“Paige and I used to have our own rooms until Aislin...and then Thea. Maybe it’s better to NOT know what you’re missing? Because it can suck both ways. I mean end of the line...although honestly we all spoil the hell out of Thea. But I’ve watched Paige pretty much give everything up since she’s the oldest…..especially after mom died. To a lesser extent me too but it fell harder on her. I feel like Paige is finally finding some joy and it’s about time...me too really. And I love you too.” She sees him unpacking a sleeping bag and giggles “Are you offering lunch and then us getting laid?” She teases.
Seamus considers it. “Oh, I was spoiled. Got damn near anything I wanted, but I also got the hand me down clothes and once clothes go through Owen they’re damn near trashed. So I’d ask for money and Lego, mostly so I could buy my own clothes once I was old enough. Logan must have given up a lot, but he’s always been my big brother and I never thought about it much … probably because I was a selfish leechy asshole as a kid, to listen to the older two.” he laughs as he spreads the sleeping bag. “Nope … I like my comforts.” He sets his pack on a corner. “This has more padding than any blanket.” he tosses the bags and water by his pack and then throws himself down on the ground. “Which does my love want first? Lunch or laid?” he smirks up at her. “Either way, I get to eat, so I’m happy.”
Iris had listened to his perspective on being somewhat spoiled and took it on. It made sense for him but clearly he still ended up becoming what she was learning was a mature and loving partner to her, life partner even. He was smart enough to self actualize it all. Then he offers her a choice and she grins back “Seamus Reinhardt...do you even have to ask?” She climbs on top of him and playfully pins him down, kissing him hungrily. She had done this many times with him and it was always hot and sweet and became more emotional each day but today it somehow connected even deeper. She’d had that feeling of falling, that uncertainty. Now she felt the ground with him, the landing. It made her pull back from the kiss for a second and look at him with almost shock.
Seamus laughs as he is pinned down. He kisses her, wrapping his arms around her, loving how he has not come close to getting tired of kissing her. Then she pulls back and looks at him. He tucks a lock of hair behind her ear. “Overwhelming?” he murmurs. “In the best possible way?” he asks, because that’s how he is feeling.
Iris caresses his face and looking at him with absolute love and nods “Yeah…” she says breathlessly and moves back down to kiss him again “Make love with me.” She requests. She had always thought those words were hokey but now they were the only words that made sense to her. She kisses him again, slowly, and tenderly. Eventually her hands moved to caress his chest, first over the shirt and then under and with the obvious end game of her wanting to take it off him. He surprised her today and she wasn’t at all dressed to turn him on. Not a garter in sight, black v-neck tshirt with a dragon on it and rolled medium blue jeans shorts. Her underwear was even plain by Iris standards, plain black cotton bra and panties. Seduction and love making was far from her mind when she got dressed this morning.
Seamus smiles wide at those four simple words. He’d always believed they belonged in books, but from her mouth … they fit him. When she encourages him, he gets out of his shirt, even as he works to get her short off, followed almost immediately by her bra. If he manages it, he will kiss her, while he toes off his shoes and socks, somehow feeling the need to get rid of those despite being in the woods. They're well off the beaten path, but who knew. And finally he will work to turn her onto her back and he will hover over her.
Iris is very helpful in the removal of her shorts. She kisses him back like she can barely stop. She does for a moment when he bra comes off and whips off her shirt with it. May as well clear the path. She sees him taking off shoes and socks and kicks off her own sneakers. She gets rolled onto her back with him hovering over her now in just her black cotton panties. She runs her hands up and down his back, loving the feeling of his skin and his muscles beneath.
Seamus takes her in with his eyes. She was lovely. He nuzzles her neck, reaching for one of her breasts to caress as he begins to kiss his way down her body. At her breasts, he moves left and right, kissing, licking and sucking. His hand has moved to her panties, blindly pulling at them with the intent to get them off so he can have access to all of her. But he notes … touching her skin … it’s a tingling sensation in his brain.
Seamus’s every touch is electric to her. She writhes immediately and feels herself trembling. She usually ramped up slower but this was insanely intense. “Seamus…” She gasped “What are you doing to me today?” She lifted her hips almost afraid she’d instantly explode the second he was between her legs. She already felt like she was going to when he was at her breasts. But it wasn’t just pleasure. It was some sort of deep vibration between them.
He lifted his head once she was naked and talking to him. “I’m trying to love you…” he replies, looking into her eyes. He moves down and kisses her belly, then her public line while he spreads her legs. “I love you, Iris.” he murmurs, then takes a slow, long, almost tentative lick of her labia, but even pressing between to access her clit.
Iris presses at him with her hips and runs her fingers through his hair “You’re succeeding…” She presses into the earth with the fingers of her free hand and closes her eyes feeling his kisses, his connection to her body, heart, mind and soul….”I love you too…” She moans out as he hits a pressure point below.
Seamus normally loves to drag things out with Iris, because he loves her reaction to what he oes to her, but the initial taste of her is so intoxicating that he presses between her labia, finding her lit. he caresses it with his tongue, moving his hands to spread the lips further apart. He moans at her taste and looks up at her seeing her eyes closed and the look on her face as he pleasures her.
Iris grips his hair and cries out as he intensifies what he’s doing “Oh god Seamus…” She’s suddenly on the edge of an orgasm. “What the hell?” She wonders out loud and laughs and then she tugs him upwards “I need all of you...I need you...I need to connect to your whole body...please Seamus...I know I’m rushing...I need you inside me.”
Seamus paused at her what the hell, but by the time she starts asking for him, he is working up her body, even as he undoes and shimmies half way out of his jeans and boxer briefs. He’s already as hard as it is possible for him to get. With one hand, he positions himself, looks into her eyes and slides into her with a cry of pleasure. “Iris…” he gasps partly in pleasure and partly in shock.
Iris wraps her whole body around him as he entered her and held onto him. He hadn’t stopped to put on a condom and she didn’t care. She had been instantly wet from his first touch and now he filled her up with nothing between them. She heard him cry out and then gasp her name and she smiled “Seamus...oh god…” She moved with him like they had been doing this together since the dawning of time. It was so grounded, the most raw real experience of her life to date. She was orgasming in seconds but it was an endless one, she gave him every gasp and cry and thrust like a labour of love, because it was.
Seamus shudders as he slides in and out of her and then he can feel her orgasm, hih grips him tight. “Iris ….. Oh ….” he thrusts and tries to hold still … tries to resist, but his hips pull back and he plunges into her again, her kegels spasming around him like a vice. He cries out .. it is impossible .. he can’t fight it and he cums, first throwing his head back and then dropping it into the crook of her neck. “Iris ….”
Iris feels Seamus cum, inside her and just ebbs with him, holding him tightly as he comes down on her and feeling, to the betrayal of her earlier statement again, feeling herself begin to cry. But her tears are happy and she’s smiling and crying at the same time. Her heart just opened to him, purely and completely “I love you so much it’s possible I’m becoming a crier.” she says laughing and kisses at the side of his head.
Seamus looks up to see the tears and kisses her cheek. Then she begins to cry and tell her how much she loves him. It makes him laugh and his eyes are filling, but nothing falls. “I love you even if you are a crier.” he tells her. “That was … Jesus. I’ve never cum that fast. Not even when I lost my virginity.” he scoffs. “Has admitting my feelings turned me into a half minute man?” he doubts it but .. what a price to pay for love.
Iris laughs “that was at least two minutes…” She teases “And yeah the words. Also…” She caresses his hip “Maybe a bit more intense because we didn’t put anything...between us…..so yeah…” She sighs happily at him “Never done that before. I’m promising you I won’t freak out even though my pills haven’t kicked in...I mean the timing is...OK..” She thinks and then shrugs.
Seamus scoffs. “Oh well two minutes is about on par with my first…” he cuts himself off and stares, slowly pulling out of her and lying beside her. He glances down at himself and drops his head onto the sleeping bag blanket. “Oh god. I’m sorry Iris … I’ve … usually I’m better at thinking….” his mind races. “Your period ended a few days ago … so … it’s probably OK.” he flops on his back. “Damn. I was so excited … not that that’ an excuse…” he taps his forehead with his fist and kist lets it rest there.
Iris rolls to him, snuggling in. “Seamus...it was both of us. I didn’t stop either….stop beating yourself up. You are not the keeper of our birth control.” She kisses him “I’m not upset with you. “ She exhales “I feel like today was just this force of nature between us. We’ll smarten up again for sure but I have no regrets. It’s ok, and the timing is probably fine. I mean I’ll be aware...but let’s not panic ok?” She kisses him again a little longer.
Seamus sighs even as she takes responsibility for her pat in forgetting. “It was damn intense.” he puts his arm around her.” he kisses her back and then looks at her. “If you do get pregnant. I’m not going nowhere.” he tells her. “The timing isn’t perfect, but I love you. You having our baby is not the worst thing that can happen to us.”
Iris smiles at him “I know you’re not. And I love you too. I agree…..let’s just see ok. I’m optimistic. Honestly I wouldn’t be unhappy...but I also want a nice long time together where we get to sneak off and make love in a forest…..without begging my sisters or yours for babysitting.” She laughs and then thinks “Oh my god…..we’re going to get asked by your brother aren’t we?” She snorts.
Seamus can’t help but smile. A good long time together before kids. He nods, liking the idea. And then she mentions babysitting and he laughs too. “No …. He won’t ask … not with triplets and a six year old. He will beg on his knees. And I will consider it … as long as the price is right and he pays me in advance.” he would never stop being the youngest little brother. Ever. He reaches over his head and pushes back a little, snagging one of the bottles of water. Opening it he takes a deep drink and offers it to Iris.
Iris cracks up at his parameters for Owen “Yep, definitely the youngest.” She takes the bottle from him when he offers and takes a drink too and then passes it back “Thank you.” She sits up a bit and looks at his pack “What kind of food did you bring? Because now I’m REALLY hungry.” She casually reaches for her clothes and scoffs at her underwear “And clearly I had no idea you were coming to see me today. These are two steps away from granny panties. Fuckin Walmart online….briefs….not so brief…” She complains.
Seamus nods. “Fuck right I am.” and he reaches back again and has to scoot a bit. “Cukes and cream cheese.” he tells her. “On sourdough. Sasha could not help but make a phallic joke about the cucumbers, so I will have to get him back later.” He looks at her panties. “Much as I love the garters, you’ve never been sexier to me than you were today. Smacking Daisy … making me cum like I’m twelve … let's do this every day.” he chuckles. “Alas there will never be another first time so I’m glad this has been so incredible.”
Iris giggles “Did he make his phallic joke as he cut the cucumber because that would be worse. Or is he just the server? I love sourdough. I used to bake it but it’s been a while.” Then she really laughs “Well I could smack Daisy every day but she might eventually press charges so let’s not. The making you cum I’m happy to help with...and yes incredible.”
Seamus shakes his head. “Only while serving. Bobby’s the cook. Sasha’s just the low man on the totem pole.” He looks eager. “I love it too. Gran made it all the time during the fog. She and a couple of people had starter so that helped keep us in bread.” he grins. “Uncle Mikey will have your back. Daisy annoys the hell out of him. He got how it was just the sex because her personality … Fi calls her Lavender Brown sometimes.” he rolls his eyes. “You can make me cum anytime you want .. anyplace you want.” he promises unwrapping the sandwiches. “Oh and a triple chocolate brownie for dessert.” he adds and bites into his sandwich.
Iris pulls on her clothes and sits down with him “Your Gran rocks.” she laughs “Well good to know if I ever get arrested...for Daisy. I really hope that’s the last of it. She was a little obsessed with you. She hasn’t been trying to get a hold of you has she? Lavender Brown on steroids.” Iris reaches for a sandwich “Be careful what you offer my love….brownies….oh my god. Seamus. I feel very spoiled with this lunch, and happy to be.” She takes a big bite of her sandwich. Iris loved food and didn’t hide it.
Between bites, Seamus gets his underwear and jeans back up and on himself. Then his shirt. Dressed. Mostly. “I hadn’t thought about it until you came along.” he muses about Daisy. “Our first time she was pregnant with Olivia and I was nice to her … yea I fucked her and … yea that was a lot of me just being an ass. But she was still nice and we were friends. And she needed me.” he sighs. “I’m kinda big on being needed and wanted. After Olivia was born … and more important to me, birth control wasn’t available, I’d trade for condoms or go without ..not just with her but with a couple of other girls. But it was Daisy who kept trying to get me to fuck her at the wrong time without the condom, and I never did. Right after her period, so yea … men on this island keep up with their women’s period if they don’t want to chance it. But once we were reconnected, I still wanted to make sure Olivia was OK. Daisy loves her, but she … never grew up, and I really don’t want to see O wind up lipe her mother .. being so fucking dependant on having a man in her life. But yea … I guess she did try and get hold of me …” he grins at her. “Brownies are the way to your heart? Maybe I’ll take up baking. And I love spoiling you … I was .. such a dog, Iris. I couldn’t respect the girls I was fucking … they couldn’t keep up with me and you’re ahead of me half the time it feels like and I love it. So apparently, besides needing to be wanted and needed and praised .. I’m also an intellect junkie.” he shrugs and looks at his sandwich before taking a couple more big bites.
Iris ponders all of this “I think I can cover all that….the needed and wanted and praised and intellectual musings. And seriously, you don’t have to explain yourself to me. You know what my lifestyle was. In a lot of ways we were like the flipped gender of one another. Most of my sexual experience was just curiosity. Some of it, probably lots of it was entirely self serving. It’s a rush...both to get someone off and get off. It’s a rush just to think about the how and the where. Maybe we’re adrenaline and dopamine junkies.” She laughs. “Daisy sounds fucked up….I hope her kid doesn’t suffer for it. And you are the way to my heart. Who knew? But brownies are always helpful, always.”
Seamus nods. “You’re my dream woman. High libido, love this…” he motions around. “Taking the chance that we might be caught, even if it’s just a few minutes between buildings or being eight or ten feet into the Forest for a quick hand down your pants just to make you cum.” he grins. It’d been a very productive ten days. “Yet we can talk about the damndest things. Philosophy, the Bible, fucking Avatar or Victorian erotica.” he shakes his head. “You’re a gift and I’m smart enough to know that.” he inks at her. “Well I only got one, so you have to share.”
Iris was chewing, part way through the sandwich now. She points at it and swallows “This is really delicious. And it’s been an amazing 10 days. I don’t know if I had a dream man but you’re it if I did. I always thought…..I mean you see the world just pair off...and then for me...before I had these mostly empty experiences….well all in retrospect. And I figured I wasn’t one of those people there was a person to pair with. All I had to do was move here….and here you are.” She blinks again, getting teary eyed and then laughs “A youngest sibling WANTS to share a brownie? I accept.”
Seamus laughs. “See what you do to me? Please never tell Thea. I’ll get demoted then forced to walk the plank.” he finishes his sandwich and looks at her. “But yes. If I have it and you want it it’s yours.” he still sounds mildly stunned by the whole sentiment. “Owen wants a family just like we had and I told him while I was sick … I’d stay the rogue Reinhardt .. find em, fuck em and forget em … “ he shrugs. “Well ..not the first time I lied to Owen … not sure if it’s the last.”
Iris giggles “Thea would love that...way too much. Then she’d eat the whole brownie herself while you sunk to Davie Jones locker. Likewise on the if I have it and you want it….I mean I pretty much have books….and lingerie….which I won’t judge you for if you get curious.” She teases “The Rogue Reinhardt. You can still be a rogue and be in love. I actually did think I was in love once or twice before but in retrospect it felt nothing like this, and I also figured out that in both those cases it wasn’t returned with equal measure…..one was married….my bad. The other was my first boyfriend or so I called him at the time.”
Seamus nods with the knowledge that Iris was right about her sister. Then he arches his brows. “Me in your lingerie. What would that even look like.” he tries to imagine it, and with a groan and facepalm, does. “Nope … I definitely don’t have the legs or it.” then he listens and sighs. “I am, in a way. My reputation … don't be surprised if others approach you and tell you that once I’ve fucked you three times you’ll never hear from me again.” he thinks about it. “Well … now you have love.” he reaches for the brownie. “And brownie.” he takes it out of the bag, breaks off a generous corner and offers it to her, barely teasing at all moving it between his mouth and hers.
Iris grins “I quite like your legs. And maybe I should start keeping a tally. Eventually they’ll get sick of asking me when we’re an old married couple and I have to count by 5s in an encyclopedia sized journal from my giant purse….and yes to both.” She nibbles at the brownie and then kisses him with smiling eyes.
Seamus laughs and takes a bite of the brownie. He swallows and accepts the kiss. “That or just tell them anything about me and see if they know anything beside hockey stats or the size of my cock.” he leans in for another. “I love you, Iris.” He kisses her. “It does get a little easier but fuck if I’m gonna get complacent.”
“Oh I could have fun with it and make shit up…” She laughs “You moonlight in a nude barber shop quartet…...you’re teaching sign language to a chimpanzee that robs banks for you, ….things that make people stop asking. Daisy won’t get it but I don’t care.” She kisses him back “Fuck complacency. I love you too.” She takes another bite of the brownie almost defiantly.
Seamus holds up a finger. “I DO give an incredible haircut, I’ll have you kno.” he tells her. “I’d say look at Owen, but it only looked good the first day and then … “ he shakes his head, sadly. He watches her eat. “So … you like surprises, I see.” he grins.
Iris gathers her hair and lifts the ends up so she can see them “I’ll keep that in mind. I'm a little vain about my hair.” She admits. “But I'd even settle for you just brushing it because that’s both sweet and kind hot. Your brother strikes me as kind of being a bit of an opposite to you….and your sister...well she’s just her own deal. Yes I like surprises of all kinds, I mean not the like stepped in dog shit kind….but all other kinds.” She laughs.
Seamus looks at her with love. “I’d love to do that.” he replies to the idea of brushing her hair .. or even cutting it. “Owen is … He’s the loveable goofball and I screw things up a lot … or I did … Not that the babies are a fuck up, but yea … everyone expected that to be me. And Fiona is just … dangerous.” He snorts and nods. “No that I know you love surprises, consider this the first of many.” he leans in, his eyes twinkling. “That brownie kicking in yet?”
Iris listens and smiles while she eats more brownie. It’s chocolate perfection. “I don’t think you’re a screw up but I sure understand how it feels to feel like you are. Dangerous?” She snorts “Wow.” She looks at the brownie “It’s heaven…” then she frowns “I hope you just mean the chocolate….it’s not like hash…” She laughs “I’m not really into that...the drug thing. I’ve tried a few but it’s not the kind of out of control I like. I like wine though, not usually to excess but it’s happened.” She shrugs. “I never asked you about drugs and alcohol?”
“Yes, dangerous. She tried to sell me on the street for a quarter or something … I’ll never forget and I’ll never forgive.” he huffs. She basically asks what’s in the brownie and his brows lift. “So this is what I’m like when I’m being thick? Chocolate is an endorphin and I was wondering if you were ready for me to jump your bones.” but he sits back down. “Drugs, never. Well I tried pot but damn near coughed up a lung so .. never again. Alcohol … that’s different. It’s a huge part of my family and their traditions. But you’ll get in with my sister and mother and … well the women in my family. They love their wine .. oh .. and Kurt .. Kurt likes wine too. Maybe you can drink wine with my sister, give her a quarter and take me off her hands.” he winks.
Iris grins at him, devilishly “Seamus Reinhardt….just ask me and I’m almost always ready for that.” She starts stripping again casually as she answers the rest, throwing each article of clothing at him as she does “Wine and …” The shirt gets thrown. “Women…...and Kurt who you’re saying I should drink with?” The shorts get thrown. “How many hugs are we talking?” The bra gets thrown. “Only a quarter to keep you forever?” The panties she leans over and rubs across his lips “You’re worth way more but tell your sister I’ll take the bargain.” Then she grins and dips her head down to his hand and steals the last bite of the brownie completely “In answer to your question...yes. Yes I am. One request, condom this time. Let’s not tempt fate, twice..”
Seamus shakes his head. “Kurt will hug you until you drop, I think. And yes … a quarter .. if she says no, I’ll run away from home to be with you.” his smile grows as she pelts him with her clothes and then, while he is most distracted, steals the last of the brownie. He peels off his shirt and removes his pants and underwear completely this time, then taking a condom out of his pocket and showing it to her, laying it well within reach. Then crawls over her and hovers. “Oh yea … this will not be the last picnic … only the first of many.” and he lowers his head for another kiss.
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