"Thanks for coming everyone!" The guitarist waved her empty hand, leaving her guitar hanging from just the strap. "And thanks for all you've done this year, and all the past years, and all the things you've done to protect Haven. Everyone is grateful of your work, so keep doing a great job! Does anyone have anything they'd like to say?"
Artemis decided that this was a beter time to reason with Holly, but she was gone. He cursed under his bresth as he heard a very familier voice call out of the crowd, dangerously near the stage.
"I do!" Holly waved throigh the crowd.
The guitarist responded happily to her. "Fantastic! The famous Holly Short, the first girl police, best of the best and inspirer of others. Come on up!"
Holly jogged around to the left of the stage, where the stairs were. The guitarist handed her the microphone and stepped back.
Artemis realized shouting wouldn't do anything, and that there was simply nothing he could do from the distance, before she said it. So he stayed where he stood.
"Any idea what she'll say?" Foaly whispered to him.
"Yes." He grimaced, thinking of the impact it could make for them. Thinking it through, fewer problems apeared than what he had origionally thought. And the thought of them being able to walk around holding hands in public would be great.
"I have seen social media blow up, about this gossip about me being with someone." Holly stood, knees together and holding the microphone in both hands.
The crowd murmured, the wave of sound flowing through the people. Probably guessing whom it would be.
"Who do you think it is?" Foaly's girlfriend Caballine asked him.
"I already know." Foaly looked pretty happy, as he clamped his hand around Artemis's shoulder. "This is a good thing Artemis. Just wait."
Artemis sighed. "Probably." He waited for what would invenetibly happen, running the pros and cons through his head again.
"And I am to say, that it is true." Holly probably would have said more, but the crowd erupted, especially the female officers whom she had inspired.
"Who? Who? Who?" A voice started in the crowd, building up in volume as more people joined the chant. "Who? Who? Who?"
"I give my love..." The crowd grew dead silent. "To one Artemis Fowl."
People screamed below the stage, some agreeing some quite frustrated. Somehow, wherever people stood, their gazes found their way to stare at Artemis.
"Thank you." Holly quickly handed the microphone back to the guitarist, who managed to snap out of her shock to take it back.
Holly hurriedly walked down the stairs, weaving back through the crowd back to Artemis. When she reached him, she took his hand.
She bounced up and down, slightly but still enough to make his arm hop.
Artemis brought his hand up, and her's with it. He took his hand to her waist, and her's landed on top of it. And with everyone still looking, they brought their faces in for a kiss.
People 'oohhh'ed around them, people snapping photos and flashing cameras at them.
Holly ignored the crowd around them, holding the kiss in as he held her face up with his hand, resisting the urge to grab her ass in public.
Artemis tilted his head opposite to her to his his tounge as he inserted it into his loves mouth.
He rubbed around her cheeks and Holly licked him. They broke apart to take a breath, and an acidental line of drool stretched from both of their mouths.
The crowd cheered, and Holly gripped his hand again. Thankfully, the music started again.
"By now social media will be exploding." Foaly came up from behind to congratulate Artemis. "Not that it's a bad thing."
Artemis smiled. "It shouldn't be."
Opal lay down with Beckett. He was curled up against him, and couldn't see her face. She was thankful for that.
Her mind had began to wonder if he really loved her.
Beckett had been with her for bit now, but even so the doubt of him not loving her slipped into Opal's mind.
She sniffed in the mucus coming out of her nose, waking Beckett. Opal quickly spun around to hide her face.
"Opal?" Beckett sat up, seeing his love hide her face. His eyebrows creased together with confusion.
"Why?" Her voice was on the edge of breaking.
"Why what? Did I do something?" He lightly brushed her back, pressing lightly into her shoulder blade which was extremely tense.
"Why do you love me?" Opal spun around and latched around Beckett in a hug. The sudden weight tipped him over and they fell back down onto the pillows. "I just suddenly came into your life, and you excepted me. Loved me. Why? How?"
He pulled her back, seeing the tears streaming down her face. He brushed off a tear and let his hand rest on her cheek. "I... had always known of you ever since Artemis did. I felt something in you. I had always hoped to meet you. To help you change. And if not, well, I'd be sort of stuck in a hard place. But I'd still love you."
Opal pulled back an arm and whipped her tears. She sniffed again, before pulling him back into a hug. "Really? All this time? He found out about me years ago." The hug squeezed tighter round him, her bare breasts and nipples rubbing against her chest.
Beckett could not stop the lewd thoughts that flowed into him, and soon felt himself sliding up against Opal's center on accident. She tensed her arms, a quiet sigh escaping her mouth to enter his ear. "I do love you, more than anything. And I will forever."
He slightly lifted up Opal, positioning and holding her pussy over his dick. He lowered her slightly, rubbing his erect tip around her entrance.
"Beckett" She moaned. "We'll continue this conversation later. You can't escape that easily." Another moan followed as he lowered his love down, piercing her with his penis.
Beckett slowly lessened his hold on Opal, until he was all the way inside. He laied her down, ending up on his knees, keeping himself inside her. She looped her arms around his neck and sighed happily as a smile crept to her face.
Beckett moved back, bringing his cock almost out. Opal opened her legs wider and he let his hand grip her thigh, before quickly shoving down into her.
She gasped in surprise as he jammed down into her, pressing down into his neck a bit, though not meaning to discourage him.
Beckett leaned down over Opal, bending down to lick her breasts. His hand left her thigh to support himself as he licked around on her hardened tips.
He brought as much of her medium sized breasts as he could into his mouth, feeling a little hole in the middle of her nipple with his tounge. Opal groaned and he froze, scared that he bit her.
"I'm fine." She said, and Beckett instantly resumed. He circled his tounge around the tips, before releasing it from his mouth.
Beckett began shoving into Opal, leaned back to focus on the one part. As he slammed back and forth, consecutive moans began spewing from her mouth, each sound slightly different.
He sped up and with it did her moans. Her hands fell off his neck, instead gripping the pillow begin her head. Her nails bit into the pillow and he realized he was happy she had not continued to grip him.
Opal groaned. "Beckett." She let out a couple of moans before continuing as Beckett kept on pushing. "Harder. Please."
"Of course." His shoves suddenly began to push faster and deeper on top of everything. It pushed down into her womb before coming back out.
Opal began smacking the pillows, her moans repetitively being sounded with each thrust. Beckett found this pleasuring to hear his love, and sped up his thrusts.
Her sounds became a higher pitch as her head tilted up in pleasure.
"I'm coming" Beckett warned. A second later it flooded into her. She let out a high pitched wail, higher than the rest, closing her eyes not in pain but surprise.
The cum filled her stomach, and she felt it stretching her. Still, Opal didn't come. He grabbed hold of her nipples and pinched them, flicking them in surprisingly pleasurable ways. She squirmed and he grounded into her tips harder, until she cummed.
Beckett released her, pulling himself out of her in a final movement. The cum that had filled her up began pushing out the access, as well as her own, spilling the liquid onto the bed.
