Rose sat on the perch of the treehouse that was in the backyard of the large estate she and her friends now resided since the new universe was created years ago. She sat silently with her eyes cast over the house, hearing the faint, muffled commotion inside that was surely John trying to prank one of the many residents and some of them finding the traps around the house. Letting out a small sigh, the blond woman lowered her purple eyes to the scarf in between her fingers, the tips grazing over the fabric gently, her normally calming thoughts slightly troubled right now. It had been bothering her for the past few nights, the reason she had come up to the secluded treehouse by herself to think. It was coming closer and closer and though she acted civil and calm as always around her friends, inside she was becoming more and more broken. Her thoughts were disrupted when she heard someone coming up the wooden ladder in the middle of the treehouse floor; Rose turned her head, eyes lingering on the hole in the floor to see who was coming up and interrupting her silent thoughts. John ascended the tree where Rose could often be found "Hey Rose! Why're you up here all alone?" he said in a friendly manner. Rose smiled gently at the sight of John, turning back to face forward again, her eyes fixated back on the scarf in her hand. "I just needed some air. That's all," she told him, though it was a complete lie. "Are you enjoying yourself with your pranks? Have you gotten anyone yet?" she asked. It wasn't that she approved of his silly little pranks, but it certainly kept the atmosphere in the mansion light and that was what everyone needed. John barely contained his laughter "Yeah! I got Dave really good I managed to put some fake eyes on his shades." John could see sadness behind the smile Rose wore for him. "Rose is everything okay?" He asked hoping to get some insight into her trouble. Rose chuckled softly at the thought of her ecto-brother's shades having 'kawaii' eyes on the front of them, then nodded at John's question, her grip on the fabric tightening a bit. "Yes. I'm fine," she told him, her tone still as soft and calm as ever. She inwardly winced at it, in fact, wondering why she always had to sound in control of herself when in reality, she just felt like breaking down and crying. John frowned slightly at her unwillingness to confide in him. "Rose, if there is something wrong you know you can talk to me about it." he said gently placing his hand on her shoulder. It hurt John to know that Rose didn't feel as though she could trust him with her thoughts.
She turned her head to look over at her boyfriend, seeing the frown on his face. She didn't like causing him worry, but she wasn't sure how he would react to what she WAS thinking about. But at the same time, she knew he would be more worried if she didn't tell him. With a soft sigh, Rose glanced back to her mother's scarf and thought for a moment before speaking, her voice small and soft. "It's been... five years, John. And I'm only now feeling the sadness and grief from losing her. That isn't normal..." John's eyes widened in surprise at Roses response. "Oh god Rose i'm sorry..." John embraced his girlfriend. "Rose do you remember the day i found my dads body? John whispered in her ear. Rose leaned into John, closing her eyes and burying her face against his shoulder, wrapping one arm around him as he spoke. "Yes... I remember that. And I'm sorry about that as well. We've all lost loved ones; that was why I was reluctant to talk about Mother," she murmured back, sounding as though she was going to start cry any moment. John could feel his girlfriend slowly break down in his arms "I still remember it all so well...that sadness, that pain, and all that rage. I was so angry at the world, at jack noire, and most of all at myself..." John's grip tightened on roses back "...even after that, the sadness that came was so strong that i wanted to join my dad and i probably would have if it wasn't for a certain girl." John pulled back to look Rose in her deep purple eyes. "Rose you don't need to be strong right now, if you need to cry than use me to dry your tears, if you need something to yell at scream at me until you can't speak." John smiled comfortingly at welling in her eyes at John's comforting words, Rose took deep, calming breaths and held onto him tightly, not wanting to think about what would have happened had John truly gone through with his plan to join his father. If he wasn't alive, she was sure there would be many people who wouldn't be able to laugh, to smile... She herself wouldn't be able to even leave her room. With a nod, Rose gave the Heir a watery smile, cupping his cheek with her hand as she gazed up at him. "John, you can't even imagine how much I love you... Really," she told him with an equally watery laugh, sniffling. "I-I miss her. I miss Mother so much. We had our fights, true, but I believe, in the end, she had done what she thought was best for me. And I didn't even get to tell her thank you... or even that I did love her..." John saw Rose in a more vulnerable state than ever before. He caressed her tear cover cheek "You didn't have to, she knew. She always knew how much you loved her. She'll always be watching over you. I love you Rose." John began to remember his father and how much he missed him, which caused John to cry as well.
Rose saw how the black-haired male started to cry and she quietly made soothing sound, wiping his eyes free of his tears, not liking the sight of him crying for any reason. "Your father will always be watching over you as well, John. Please don't forget that. I love you, John." With that, she gently pressed her lips to his. It was both to comfort him as well as comfort her. Being in his arms always made her feel so soothed and protected and kissing him only furthered that feeling. John could feel Roses warm lips pressing against his. He felt so safe, and so strong when he was with her. Their kiss was lasted for a few minutes before John broke the kiss to catch his breath. John rested his head on Roses chest tears still slightly streaming from his eyes. "Rose...we lost so much during that game...but we also gained more than we could know." John looked up at her beautiful pale face. "We have each other now." He leaned in once more for a kiss, this time pushing his tongue slightly into roses mouth. Rose also caught her breath when John finally pulled from the kiss, her fingers gently and soothingly stroking through his black locks that she had played with many times in the past already. She nodded at his words, smiling when he said his last few words before kissing him back, parting her lips to allow his tongue in. One of her hands trailed down to his side and grazed over the bottom of his shirt, as though teasing him of it slipping underneath. John could feel Roses slender fingers slipping under his shirt. John decided to remove his shirt entirely exposing the scar he recieved when Jack Noire stabbed him. Even though it'd been years since he got the scar the cold air still bit at it. Rose, her eyes fixated on John then his chest when he removed his shirt, saw the scar from all those years ago. A rush of sadness from how he'd recieved it went through her and she reached a hand out to lightly brush her fingertips against it. She knew it probably didn't even hurt him anymore, but for her, the pain of knowing it had happened hurt her a bit. She raised her eyes back to John's and gave him a small, tender smile, cupping a hand to one of his cheeks, caressing it with her thumb gently.
"How did you become so brave?" she whispered to him, though it was more rhetorical than anything. But then, there was no time for talk as Rose leaned over and kissed John again, a hand palming his scar with a feath-light touch. The biting of the cold air of the treehouse and the feeling of Roses warm touch on his scar caused John to breath a little faster and release slight moans through the kiss they shared. John could feel Rose becoming more and more comfortable and relaxed which made him all the happier. Even though they had been making out long before now this kiss was different, this kiss was pure love. John pushed his tongue shallowly into her mouth once again. He also began gently caressing the back of her head. To say that Rose enjoyed hearing John's quiet moans when they kissed was an understatement. It made her feel wanted; loved; and that they were sharing true emotions with one another, something she had never really gotten with her mother in the past. She felt the Heir's tongue slip back between her lips and once more, she allowed it, even slipping her own against his while a soft moan escaped her as well. Rose shifted, moving her body around John's so that she was finally straddling his lap, both hands cupping his face now as she leaned more into the kiss, deepening it. John had never seen Rose so forward before. Whenever they kissed she always seemed to be holding back, guarding herslef almost but now all of that was gone. For the first time in a long time John was seeing the real Rose, a girl who missed hor mother and wanted nothing more than to feel loved. So that's what he did he gave Rose as much attention and love as she needed. She moved his hands from her hair to the small of her back drawing her into his body. John broke the kiss for only a moment "Rose..." he said with a red face and large grin adorning his face. Face feeling flushed with both lack of air and from the way John looked as he said her name, Rose smiled at him and lightly laid her forehead to his, chuckling softly under her breath. "Ah, forgive me... That was rather out of character for me, wasn't it?" she murmured through her smile, managng to keep her eyes on his in her position. "I just feel as though... tonight is a different night for us- you and I. And if it's different, why not try to be different myself? Unless," she added, lifting her head from his then, "you don't approve, in which case I can return to the position I was in already." She began to move, sliding herself off his lap and ready to sit beside him again.
John felt an unnartural wave of panic as Rose distanced herself from him. John grabbed her wrist to stop her from moving. He looked into her eyes like a puppy who was just dropped by it's master. "Rose... I love you, no matter how you act. Do whatever is most comfortable for you." He leaned up to kiss her once again. Rose stopped the moment her wrist was held, and she glanced up at John as he spoke, feeling her face flush once more. She couldn't remember a time she had blushed so much as she was tonight, here with John. A smile curved her lips before they were captured by his again, and she wrapped her arms loosely around his neck, remaining in his lap. Her hands, after a moment, began to trail down his arms and then down his chest once more, fingertips grazing over the muscles that had developed over the years during their SBurb session. It was most definitely a change, and a change Rose greatly enjoyed. She pulled away from the kiss for a moment, catching her breath quietly. "I love you more than anything as well, John. Please know that always..." To some, that might have sounded like she was going to break up with him, but it was just how Rose was, so formal with what she said. "You can do anything you want, if you'd like, too. Anything you wish to try or do is prefectly fine with me." John was suppressing his lust for Roses over the years they had spent together partly because he felt somthing was wrong and in part because he was too nervous to try anything, but with the comfimation Rose had given him he decided to act on his physical needs. With out saying another word John slipped roses shirt off of her slender pale body. She radient skin shined in the sun, her bra was a deep black color with an ornate patern on the cups. John unhooked her bra allowing her perky breasts to spill forth. It was only now that John had realized how much she'd matured from that small regal child into this beautiful woman he loved more than anythinng in the world. John began gently suckling on her breast keeping one hand on the other groping it softly. He could feel his pants becoming tighter the longer he was in contact with Rose. She knew John had thought of things he had always wanted to do with her and just didn't act on them, but having him act now made Rose feel even more wanted and loved somehow. She helped John with her shirt by raising her arms above her head, allowing it to slip off more easier, and shivered very lightly when her skin came into contact with the cold air. But it was far from unpleasant, added with the Heir's lips on one breast and his hand on the other. She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply as a shiver of pleasure ran up her body, absently leaning into his hand and mouth to recieve more attention from them. "Oh... Yes.." she murmured, feeling her nipples become erect after only seconds of his attention.
John could tell from the slight moans and gasps that escaped Roses mouth that he was doing a good job of pleasing her. Acting out this scene that he'd only dreamt of for years felt amazing to John. He broke his sucking and groping, stood up, and exposed his 9 inch erection to her hoping for some relief. "Um...Rose could you..." he asked nervously. Even though they'd been together for years he was still woried about messing everything up and doing something to drive her away from him. Rose, slowly coming down from her high of his amazing skills, watched with mild curiosity as John revealed the hard length from his pants to her. For a moment, panic set in as she wasn't sure how to do what he wanted her to do, but it went away as she heard the nervous tone in his words. He himself wasn't sure if what he was doing was fine, but he had risked it anyway. That alone made her heart grow larger for him. With a nod, she rose to her knees so that her mouth would be level to the tip of his erection, and wrapped a slender hand around the base of it, leaning forward before taking a testing lick to the slit, watching John under her lashes to see his reaction. This unfammiliar feeling on the sensitive tip of Johns member caused him to release a moan in a higher tone than he would've liked. The warm feeling of Roses velvet soft tongue was driving John closer to the edge of releasing himself right there but by some miracle he managed to suppress his urge to cum.
It seemed she had some inkling of what to do, if his moan was an indication to how he felt. Driven by it and sudden boldness, Rose brought the head into her mouth, tongue swirling around the tip still, her hand beginning to stroke the base a little. She was still not sure of what to do, but was merely going by instint; what felt good to her was hopefully good to him and if he showed signs of liking it, she would continue. If not, she would try something else. John's breathing increased and by this point he was moaning loudly. He could still feel the apprehension in Roses action. He placed a hand on the back of her head and pushed her head a little further down the shaft making sure not to choke her. "Rose...It feels...so...good..." he said inbetween his moans and gasps. John was definitely enjoying what she was doing and that made her feel good as well. Rose let out her own small moan as she felt herself get wet, closing her eyes as she got into a rhythm of going as far as she could then pulling back to the head, tongue swirling against it slightly, before going to the start of the pattern. After a while, she picked up the speed, wanting John to feel as good as she did right now. Another low moan came from Rose as she brought a hand to the crotch of her skirt, pressing slightly against her mound to try and relieve the are a bit.
John could feel a pressure build up from the base of his shaft. He knew no matter how hard he tried to prolong it, he was about to cum. "R-rose...I'm...about...to..." The pressure quickly went from the base to the head of his dick. "OOOOOOOOO" John let out a long drawn out moan of immense pleasure as he came in Roses mouth. Even though he'd released a sizeable amount of semen his boner was as hard as it ever was. He pushed rose gently onto her back and removed her skirt and he saw her moist lips through her drenched panties. He removed them and began running his tongue up and down the length of her pale lips. Surprised momentarily by the reaction she'd gotten from John, Rose somehwo managed to swallow most of his release, some dribbling down the side of her mouth. She pulled from him in time to be laid onto her back on the treehouse floor and she watched curiously, helping him remove her skirt and panties, before a sharp gasp and a moan came from her lips. The feeling of his tongue felt so good on her sensitive area and she could barely resist the small tremors of pleasure that came over her. Rose tilted her head back onto the wooden floor and closed her eyes, brows knitting together from the ecstacy. "J-John...!" she cried out softly, a hand going to his hair and clutching the locks firmly as a sign to keep going. John could feel Rose clutching his hair keeping him down on her, not that we would want to come up. He began inserting his tongue into her pussy licking the inner walls. John noticed Rose's clit was just acheing for some teasing, He began to purse her lips on it and very gently, almost imperceptibly she started to suck. Licking it softly as he sucked, Flickering his tongue over it's tip, in an almost snake-like fashion. John wondered if what he was doing was good enough for her. He waited for some sort of comfirmation, physical or vocal.
Rose continued to let out small moans from John's actions, back arching slightly with the licks, until she gasped louder than before, sharply and a whining moan came from her. It was a good sound as she found herself breathing heavily and wriggling around. She had known women's clits to be senstiive, but she had always been unaware of just HOW senstive. She now knew the answer, it seemed! "Oh, John..! Don't.. don't stop..! So good; you f-feel so good..!" She exclaimed with a pleasured roar. John now knew, both from how hard Rose was pushing his face into her and by the loud pleasured moans she released, that whatever he was doing was the right thing. He continued playing with her clit. The amount of fluid pouring from Roses vagina was getting all over the floor of the treehouse. By now, nothing sensible or rational was going through Rose's mind. All she could think about was having nothing but John doing what he was doing and more. After a few minutes of moaning and writhing on the floor, Rose finally managed to sit up and gently tug John's face away from her, a smile on hers. "John... could we possibly go further than just this foreplay?" She leaned down to him and kissed him, not caring about the precum from her that was on his lips. She broke the kiss, their lips inches apart. "If you wish, I believe it's high time we consumate our relationship. But only if you wish to do so as well. There is no pressure."
John wasn't sure how to respond to Roses offer. He wanted to enter her for so many years. He could only nod in excited agreement. John saw the girl he loved for so long with her legs spread open and an inviting smile on her lips. He inched his way towards her, took hold of his shaft, and gently pushed it in. The tight, unfamiliar fleshy softness caused John to cry out in pleasure even at the slow rythmic pace at which he was humping. Smiling more, Rose was glad that John wanted to consummate. Laying back down on the wooden floor, she allowed him to enter her. There was a slight pinching sensation that made her wince in mild pain, but it was quickly over and a drawn out breathy moan escaped her as she felt John fill her whole. As he moved inside her, she brought his head down to hers and kissed him, over and over, only pausing to let out moans of pleasure from his actions. "John... I've never felt so whole before... God, I love you so much," she whispered huskily to him, resuming the kiss as she wrapped her legs around his waist and began to meet his thrusts, hands gripping the back of his neck. John couldn't have felt happier than right now because right now all the pain he felt was being washed away in the throws of love making. John could feel himself getting ready to release within Rose. "Rose...I'm gonna...cum soon..." He managed to say inbetween thrusts. "Should...I do...it outside or..." He said hastily. He knew he couldn't hold out much longer. Rose could feel her own release coming as John continued; she moaned with him and arched her back, which gave him a new angle to thrust against. She bit her bottom lip, trying to keep her loudest sounds from escaping and alerting everyone else to what they were doing. Finally, John spoke up, panting, and Rose said the one thing she wanted at that point. "Inside.. Please cum inside me, John..." she told him, beginning to inhale sharply as her own orgasm came to the surface.
Upon hearing that confirmation John began humping as fast as he could, slamming into Rose ferociously. The pleasure that he was feeling was close to driving John over the edge. "I'm...CUMMING!" He exclaimed as he released himself within Roses. Even though he was cumming a great deal he never stopped his thrusts, which caused both his and Roses cum to get over much of the floor and their legs. When he finished he pulled out of Rose causing even more of his semen to flow out of her. He layed next to his lover in a breathless and sweaty state.
The quicker pace at which John went at caused Rose to cum with him, letting out her own cry of pleasure as she felt herself being filled with John's cum. It felt like hours, but she knew it had to only be minutes as they released with each other. Panting a great deal, Rose moaned again when Joh pulled oit, and turned to smile over at him, a hand going to his and entwining their fingers together tenderly. "That was... well worth the wait, I believe," she said lightly, breathless.
John was to tired to verbally respond to he simply nodded. John laid his head onto Roses breasts and quicky passed out from releasing himself so many times, but before he lost conscieness he managed to say " I love you Rose...I always will..." He promptly fell asleep
[6/24/2012 6:27:36 PM] Feferi Peixes: Chuckling softly, Rose brushed her fingers gently through John's hair and listened as he fell asleep. Yawning herself, she decided to get a bit of rest as well. Making love for the first time was quite exhausting. Closing her eyes, Rose dozed off and it was hours later that she was woken up by the sound of their friends calling her and John's name, as though trying to find them. Sitting up slowly, Rose shook John's shoulder a bit. "John, you should wake up, before your sister or my brother comes up here and discovers us so scanrily clad," she murmured to him quietly, not wanting to attract any attention yet.
[6/24/2012 6:30:12 PM] Dre Lorden: John quickly popped up. He realized how bad it could be if they were seen in such a way. He got his pants and shirt on as quickly and quietly as he could. He threw Roses clothes to her as well.
[6/24/2012 6:34:47 PM] Feferi Peixes: Laughing softly at his sudden reaction, Rose calmly stood and slipped her clothing on, looking as though nothing had happened. Once fully dress, Rose leaned over the little ledge she had sat on earlier before John arrived and saw her two friends and even a troll or two outside, calling her and John's name. She waved down at them with a smile. "We're up here, everyone," she told them; Jade twirled around quickly to her direction, looking relieved. Dave looked calm like Rose did, with a brow raised slightly in silence. "Oh, thank goodness! None of us knew where you and Joh went and we were getting so worried!" Jade exclaimed. "I can tell," Rose replied gently. John was starting to calm down but then he remembered the thick scent of sex that was hanging in the air. He did the windy thing to try and force out the smell. This worked for the most part but looked very suspicious,"Hey. Egbert. Care to explain what you're doing up there for hours with my sister?" Dave called up, his tone cool like it always was, but there was a very small edge of suspicion to it, like he already knew what they had been up to; he just wasn't saying it out loud. Rose merely sighed deeply. "We fell asleep up here, Strider. There's no need to get your thong in a knot," Rose told him, shaking her head. Dave made a snorting sound but nothing else. "We'll be down in a moment," she added before bringing her head back in, turning to look at John. "What we actually did isn't their business. Now, let's go, shall we?".John simply nodded and followed Rose down to the bottom of the tree house. When they reached the ground John tried his best not to look like he did what he just did. Which of course made him look twice as suspicious. He avioded their gazes abd tried not to freak out.
"So...uh...Dave i see you took those eye's off your shades." He said with a boyish smile. Once they both reached the proper ground, Rose was distracted a bit with Jade and Kanaya talking to her about dinner and what she had really been doing up in the treehouse all alone with her boyfriend. She answered them casually, then went over to Dave and John, hoping her brother wasn't interrogating him like she half expected him to. Instead, she discovered Dave was just glaring at John, silent. She realized what John had mentioned and chuckled. "And it probably looked very good on you, too. Such a pity you removed them, Strider," she said, tone innocent. Dave just glared at her as well. John felt much more relaxed now knowing that they weren't being suspected of doing what they did. Jade, Kanaya, and Dave all walked ahead of Rose and John. John pulled Rose closer to him so he could whisper to her "So...when are we gonna tell them?" He said trying to keep his voice as quiet as possible yet loud enough for Rose to hear.
As they all walked back into the house, Rose looked over at John when he pulled her close. For a moment, she thought he wanted to keep her alone, being the sweetheart he was, but then she chuckled softly and shook her head. "John, I believe they all already know," she told him just as quietly, "They're just being polite and not saying anything about it. Besides, do they really need to know the details? They already know we're together; does it matter if they know we've just made love for the first time? It's our business, not theirs." She reached up and pecked his cheek lightly. "Now, let's go inside and see what they've made for dinner, hmm?" John stood there for a moment dumfounded by the prospect of them already knowing what they did but then he realized he wasn't ashamed of it. He loved Rose more than anyone in the world, so why does it matter if they know it? it doesn't he decided. John let out a light chuckle and ran up to Rose wrapping an arm around her. Rose smiled up at John whne he wrapped an arm around her; she leaned against him and walked into the back door, breathing in the scents of a delicious turkey dinner. She smiled more as everyone began getting the table set. She helped as best she could, since everything was almost all done already, but had managed to get the drinks on the table. Karkat was shouting upstairs about whatever it was as usual and she couldn't help but chuckle at the sound. It was most likely him yelling at Terezi over something she had done in her odd behavior. "John, will you be sitting beside your matesprit again?" Kanaya asked the Heir, laying the last of the meal on the table. John would've gotten defensive a few hours ago but now he realized that everyone knew that they were that close. "Yeah of course i will." John grasped Roses hand and smiled warmly at her. "Is that okay Matesprit?" He asked teasingly
Kanaya smiled as she watched Rose's cheek tint light pink as she held John's hand in return and nod; the troll placed the light blue plate that John tended to use most of the time next to the light violet plate; Rose's. Their obvious signs of affection made Kanaya happy to see two of her friends together. Once everyone was sat, and Karkat and Terezi had been called down by Dave, the food began to be served, everyone complimenting Kanaya and Jade on their great cooking. The food was really good as it always was but for some reason everything seemed to taste better, in fact the colors seemed brighter. John could only summize that it was because of Rose. He grasped her hand once more under the table and turned to give her a warm smile. Everyone seemed to enjoy the meal enough, Karkat being the exception AS ALWAYS, and soon, it was over. After helping Dave and Gamzee bring the dishes into the kitchen for Dave and Terezi to wash, something struck to Rose's mind and she quickly pulled John to the side near the staircase where no one could hear them. "John, I believe we may have a dilemma on our hands. During our time in the treehouse, there was one crutial thing we forgot," she told him in a hushed tone, her expression wary and slightly anxious. John was taken aback by Roses sudden change of tone. "What is it?" He asked in a quiet but frantic manner. He began think of all they'd done in the treehouse. Rose looked over and up at John with seriousness in her eyes. "Protection," she sid simply. Then she thought of the moment John had emptied inside her and for a brief moment, more panic set in. What if that caused her to become pregnant? The idea of having a child with John wasn't what was so frightening; the thought of that itself was actually delightful. It was more of the fact that neither of them were properly ready for the responsibilities of a baby. Plus, Dave would probably kill John if it became to be true.
