Paul's POV:
I left Suze's room, winking slightly at her. Soon, she would be mine...All I needed was a little more time. Just one full minute where nothing would distract her from me. And once she was under my spell, there was nothing that cowboy could do. I sat down at the table, saving a seat for Suze between mine and her mother's places. When Suze entered the room, I was surprised to see De Bastardo had followed her, instead of dematerializing like usual. Probably keeping tabs on me. I knew perfectly well that Suze wouldn't dare say or do anything mean to me during dinner, in front of her parents.
"So, Paul, Suze" Suze's mother, Mary, started. "How long have you two been together?"
I thought Suze might pass out from choking on her dinner. "Uh, Mom," she sputtered, "We are NOT together. Paul's just a friend."
"Just a friend who's allowed in your room with the door closed, huh?" Brad shot out.
Jesse was now clenching the back of Suze's chair. He looked ready to punch someone- namely, me. Eh, what else is new? We finished dinner, with Suze being fairly quiet the entire time. Once the table had been cleared, Suze ran up to her room, Jesse close at her heels, I close at his.
Suze flopped down on her bed, with Jesse behind her. Suze was leaning against him in a snuggly position. A position she should be in with ME, if she'd just open her eyes to what was right in front of them.
"Paul, what the hell are you still doing here?" Suze asked, sounding very miffed. "You've had your fun for the night, now LEAVE."
Ah, if she thought that was fun, wait until the real fun began. I walked closer to her, seeing fear dart around in her eyes, and De Silva hold her tighter to him. "See, Suze, I'm just not ready to leave." I said, sitting next to her.
"Slater, I am warning you...Get off of Susannah's bed, if you know what's good for you." Jesse growled.
I waved my hand at Jesse. He became frozen, slightly, and Susannah was none the wiser. I grabbed Susannah's wrist and pulled her to me. Her emerald eyes were shadowed with fear, and I looked deep into them, willing her to not blink. An entire minute passed while I hypnotised Suze.
Her eyes went glossy, and I tried it out. "Suze, Jesse is lying to you. He's evil, he's only using you to get his life back. He doesn't love you and never did. Repeat after me: Jesse is evil."
"Jesse is evil." Suze droned in this lifeless tone.
"He doesn't love me."
"He doesn't love me." Again, lifeless.
"I love Paul Slater." I had to phrase it like that so that it would work.
"I love Paul Slater." Suze drone.
I snapped my fingers. Jesse became unfrozen and Suze shook her head. "Sorry about that, I think I-" She stopped as she saw who she was leaning against. "Jesse? What the hell? Why am I leaning against you, and not Paul? Paul, what's going on?" Suze sounded so confused, I just stroked her thumb with mine after she got up off of De Silva.
"I don't know." I feigned anger. "I came up here after dinner, and you just sat down and started to lay against him." Now, I feigned a hurt expression. Suze ate it up, throwing her arms around me and saying things like, "I don't know what happened! I'm so sorry, Paul. It doesn't mean anything! I love you, not him!"
"Wait just one moment!" De Silva spoke up suddenly. "Susannah, you can't be serious about this. You have had nightmares about this pathetic excuse for a man for weeks on end! You can't possibly-" Only we never did find out what Suze couldn't possibly do because she hauled off and slugged him in the nose.
Without another word, Jesse dematerialized. "Oh, Paul, I'm so sorry! He just...makes me so mad!" Suze said, relaxing her fist.
"Shhh, it's ok, baby." I said, wrapping her in my arms. I held her for a minute, before drawing her beautiful face up to mine and kissing her soft lips. Suze kissed me back, and didn't seem to mind when I slid my tounge in. I pushed her back onto the bed, placed one hand in the small of her back, and the other on her face.
I told you I would have Susannah Simon as mine.
Jesse's POV:
Susannah fled the dinner room the second she was able to, with Slater and I close at her heels. I sat down on Susannah's bed and drew her into my lap. She lay there, quite content, until Paul came in.
"Paul, what the hell are you still doing here?" Susannah asked, sounding very angry. "You've had your fun for the night, now LEAVE." Something flickered in Paul's eyes when she said the word 'Fun', but it was fleeting and I saw it only for a moment. Whatever it was, it was most definitly an impure thought involving mi querida.
He walked closer to her, seeing fear dart around in her eyes, and I felt my hold on her tighten. "See, Suze, I'm just not ready to leave." Slater said, sitting next to her.
"Slater, I am warning you...Get off of Susannah's bed, if you know what's good for you." I growled.
He merely waved his hand, and I felt a sudden chill. I couldn't move, or speak. All I could see was Slater take my querida's wrist, and do something. What seemed like hours later, I could move and speak again.
Susannah shook her head. "Sorry about that, I think I-" She stopped as she saw who she was leaning against. "Jesse? What the hell? Why am I leaning against you, and not Paul? Paul, what's going on?" Susannah sounded so confused, and I was not sure why either.
"I don't know." Paul said, a look of anger on his face. "I came up here after dinner, and you just sat down and started to lay against him." Now, he carried a hurt expression. Susannah seemed to believe this, and started apologizing to him.
"Wait just one moment!" I spoke up suddenly. "Susannah, you can't be serious about this. You have had nightmares about this pathetic excuse for a man for weeks on end! You can't possibly-" Only I never got to tell her what she couldn't possibly do, because Susannah hauled off and hit me square in the nose.
Without another word, I dematerialized. I caught a final glimpse as I left: Paul Slater, holding my Susannah.
Suze's POV:
I moaned lightly as Paul continued to kiss me. He really wasn't so bad. Not at kissing, I mean, in general. He seemed to really care about me. I heard mom yell that she and Andy were going out, and would be out late. The boys were going to various places, so I was pretty much on my own.
I broke the kiss long enough to yell back, "Ok! See you!" and then was empowered by Paul's kiss again. His hands started to unhook my bra, which meant my shirt coming off first. Soon after my top had been thrown across the room, Paul's joined it, and things were starting to go a little bit further south, if you get my drift. I moaned louder, feeding Paul and I's passion.
A little while later, Paul and I stopped our wild ways- but only because Paul had forgotten..um...protection, and we didn't want to go in search of any that might be in the house. So Paul and I got redressed and he kissed me goodbye. Then I promptly fell asleep.
I left Suze's room, winking slightly at her. Soon, she would be mine...All I needed was a little more time. Just one full minute where nothing would distract her from me. And once she was under my spell, there was nothing that cowboy could do. I sat down at the table, saving a seat for Suze between mine and her mother's places. When Suze entered the room, I was surprised to see De Bastardo had followed her, instead of dematerializing like usual. Probably keeping tabs on me. I knew perfectly well that Suze wouldn't dare say or do anything mean to me during dinner, in front of her parents.
"So, Paul, Suze" Suze's mother, Mary, started. "How long have you two been together?"
I thought Suze might pass out from choking on her dinner. "Uh, Mom," she sputtered, "We are NOT together. Paul's just a friend."
"Just a friend who's allowed in your room with the door closed, huh?" Brad shot out.
Jesse was now clenching the back of Suze's chair. He looked ready to punch someone- namely, me. Eh, what else is new? We finished dinner, with Suze being fairly quiet the entire time. Once the table had been cleared, Suze ran up to her room, Jesse close at her heels, I close at his.
Suze flopped down on her bed, with Jesse behind her. Suze was leaning against him in a snuggly position. A position she should be in with ME, if she'd just open her eyes to what was right in front of them.
"Paul, what the hell are you still doing here?" Suze asked, sounding very miffed. "You've had your fun for the night, now LEAVE."
Ah, if she thought that was fun, wait until the real fun began. I walked closer to her, seeing fear dart around in her eyes, and De Silva hold her tighter to him. "See, Suze, I'm just not ready to leave." I said, sitting next to her.
"Slater, I am warning you...Get off of Susannah's bed, if you know what's good for you." Jesse growled.
I waved my hand at Jesse. He became frozen, slightly, and Susannah was none the wiser. I grabbed Susannah's wrist and pulled her to me. Her emerald eyes were shadowed with fear, and I looked deep into them, willing her to not blink. An entire minute passed while I hypnotised Suze.
Her eyes went glossy, and I tried it out. "Suze, Jesse is lying to you. He's evil, he's only using you to get his life back. He doesn't love you and never did. Repeat after me: Jesse is evil."
"Jesse is evil." Suze droned in this lifeless tone.
"He doesn't love me."
"He doesn't love me." Again, lifeless.
"I love Paul Slater." I had to phrase it like that so that it would work.
"I love Paul Slater." Suze drone.
I snapped my fingers. Jesse became unfrozen and Suze shook her head. "Sorry about that, I think I-" She stopped as she saw who she was leaning against. "Jesse? What the hell? Why am I leaning against you, and not Paul? Paul, what's going on?" Suze sounded so confused, I just stroked her thumb with mine after she got up off of De Silva.
"I don't know." I feigned anger. "I came up here after dinner, and you just sat down and started to lay against him." Now, I feigned a hurt expression. Suze ate it up, throwing her arms around me and saying things like, "I don't know what happened! I'm so sorry, Paul. It doesn't mean anything! I love you, not him!"
"Wait just one moment!" De Silva spoke up suddenly. "Susannah, you can't be serious about this. You have had nightmares about this pathetic excuse for a man for weeks on end! You can't possibly-" Only we never did find out what Suze couldn't possibly do because she hauled off and slugged him in the nose.
Without another word, Jesse dematerialized. "Oh, Paul, I'm so sorry! He just...makes me so mad!" Suze said, relaxing her fist.
"Shhh, it's ok, baby." I said, wrapping her in my arms. I held her for a minute, before drawing her beautiful face up to mine and kissing her soft lips. Suze kissed me back, and didn't seem to mind when I slid my tounge in. I pushed her back onto the bed, placed one hand in the small of her back, and the other on her face.
I told you I would have Susannah Simon as mine.
Jesse's POV:
Susannah fled the dinner room the second she was able to, with Slater and I close at her heels. I sat down on Susannah's bed and drew her into my lap. She lay there, quite content, until Paul came in.
"Paul, what the hell are you still doing here?" Susannah asked, sounding very angry. "You've had your fun for the night, now LEAVE." Something flickered in Paul's eyes when she said the word 'Fun', but it was fleeting and I saw it only for a moment. Whatever it was, it was most definitly an impure thought involving mi querida.
He walked closer to her, seeing fear dart around in her eyes, and I felt my hold on her tighten. "See, Suze, I'm just not ready to leave." Slater said, sitting next to her.
"Slater, I am warning you...Get off of Susannah's bed, if you know what's good for you." I growled.
He merely waved his hand, and I felt a sudden chill. I couldn't move, or speak. All I could see was Slater take my querida's wrist, and do something. What seemed like hours later, I could move and speak again.
Susannah shook her head. "Sorry about that, I think I-" She stopped as she saw who she was leaning against. "Jesse? What the hell? Why am I leaning against you, and not Paul? Paul, what's going on?" Susannah sounded so confused, and I was not sure why either.
"I don't know." Paul said, a look of anger on his face. "I came up here after dinner, and you just sat down and started to lay against him." Now, he carried a hurt expression. Susannah seemed to believe this, and started apologizing to him.
"Wait just one moment!" I spoke up suddenly. "Susannah, you can't be serious about this. You have had nightmares about this pathetic excuse for a man for weeks on end! You can't possibly-" Only I never got to tell her what she couldn't possibly do, because Susannah hauled off and hit me square in the nose.
Without another word, I dematerialized. I caught a final glimpse as I left: Paul Slater, holding my Susannah.
Suze's POV:
I moaned lightly as Paul continued to kiss me. He really wasn't so bad. Not at kissing, I mean, in general. He seemed to really care about me. I heard mom yell that she and Andy were going out, and would be out late. The boys were going to various places, so I was pretty much on my own.
I broke the kiss long enough to yell back, "Ok! See you!" and then was empowered by Paul's kiss again. His hands started to unhook my bra, which meant my shirt coming off first. Soon after my top had been thrown across the room, Paul's joined it, and things were starting to go a little bit further south, if you get my drift. I moaned louder, feeding Paul and I's passion.
A little while later, Paul and I stopped our wild ways- but only because Paul had forgotten..um...protection, and we didn't want to go in search of any that might be in the house. So Paul and I got redressed and he kissed me goodbye. Then I promptly fell asleep.