Human Arrival

Demyx gently rolled her beneath him, running kisses down between her breast and down to her stomach. He paused to lick her belly button again before moving down to her trousers. Demyx nipped the material covering her, a sign that he wanted to move them but wanted Cyzarine's approval.

Cyzarine hesitated at this. Was she certain? A glance at Demyx gave her the answer. Smiling at him to try and convey how much she trusted him, she nodded.

Slowly Demyx began to ease down the material a little. "Cyzie, if you dont want to do this let me know, I wont make you." He assured her, pausing in his actions.

Cyzarine nodded again. "U-Umm...there should be some condoms in the bottom draw...Hatty made me get them." she told him, her normally pale face going red in embarassment.

Demyx nodded and walked over to the draw. "Why did Hatty make you get these? I mean, I have nothing against safe sex and all that...Oh never mind." He smiled at her and then walked back over to her, condom in hand. "Now the question is." He blushed. "Am I putting this on..Or..." He grinned a little, still blushing.

Cyzarine's face got even redder, if that was possible. "U-Umm...I-I don't mind..." she mumbled, looking away. She really didn't want to go into that, since Hatty had failed to explain everything to her, much less how she was meant to put one on. In short, Cyzarine was really not very bright when it came to these things.

Demyx smiled faintly, Cyzarine clearly didnt know how to put one on. "No worries, I'm a big boy I can do it myself." He chuckled a little and then paused. "But on another note, if you dont try how will you ever know how to put one on?"

Cyzarine giggled again, her blush flaring up again at these words. "That makes sense." she replied, moving towards Demyx again. She shivered slightly in the cold and remembered that she was top and bra-less. Her cheeks darkened yet again.

Demyx spotted her shivering and pulled her into an embrace, rubbing her back to warm her up a little. He kissed her neck lightly, and once again led her hands to his torso.

Cyzarine rested her head on his chest and rubbed her hands other her chest, toying with one of his nipples innocently.

Demyx let out a tiny moan, covering it up with a cough when she shot him a quizical look. "So..." He mumbled vaugly, not quite knowing what to say.

CYzarine lowered her eyes. The last thing she wanted was for Demyx and her to grow apart. There was little she wouldn't do for him, though as avian abortions didn't exist she was more inclined to do this thing safely - still...she didn't want them to grow apart because of this.
"Demyx? D-Do you...?" she trailed off, unable to find the words.

"I told you, you dont have to do anything you dont want to. Well if I didnt tell you it before, I'm telling you it now. You do whatever you feel comfortable with Cyzie, I wont think any less of you for it." He kissed her on the forehead comfortingly.

Cyzarine took a deep breath, comforted greatly by his words. "I-I love you." she whispered, hugging him tightly. "And...I want you to know that, no matter how I show it. Just...not yet?"

Demyx hugged her gently. "That's fine, as I said. When your ready." He smiled at her. "Until then, let's do something else." He laughed lightly and pecked her on the nose, before turning and putting the condom back in the draw before looking for his shirt..Where had that thing got to...

Cyzarine smiled, glad he understood. She glanced round and spotted her things, before hurriedly going over and picking them up. She pouted to herself as she had difficulty doing up the twin hooks on the bra clasp.

Demyx spotted Cyzarine struggling and walked towards her. "Want some help?" Without waiting for a response, he clipped her bra up, then turned and continued looking for his shirt.

Cyzarine smiled warmly. "Thanks, Demyx." she called, before spotting his shirt nearby. She picked it up and walked towards him, holding it behind her back.

Demyx sighed and turned round, still searching. Then he spotted Cyzarine, hiding something behind her back. "Cyzie? Whatcha got there?" He asked, taking a step towards her.

Cyzarine giggled and shook her head. "Not tellin'." she replied childishly, grinning. She took a step backwards, her grin widening. She was jsut happy to be with him.

Demyx grinned as he caught on to what she was doing. "C'mon Cyzie, share with Dem-Dem." He dubbed himself childishly, taking another step towards her.

Cyzarine laughed and took another step back. "No!" She shook her head, still smiling.

Demyx sniffed brokenly, pretending to be hurt. "Oh fine then! Cyzie doesnt love me anymore!Oh what a world what a world!" He cried melodramatically, dropping onto his bed with a loud cry of: Oh!

Cyzarine blinked, before sitting next to him on the bed. "Cyzie still loves you, Dem-Dem." she teased, "But she prefers it when you don't have this." she added slyly, letting him see the shirt.

"Well then Dem-Dem shall survive without his shirt, if that is what his Cyzie wants." Demyx smiled goofily up at her.