Simon heard that Patricia was an adult as well. That thought made him feel nervous, because he was thinking that the cyborg's looks were even more cute now that she was an adult. He sighed and walked to the labs, hoping to find her there. Maybe she wasn't aware that he was an adult as well, and more importantly, a living human being. Maybe she wouldn't recognize him at first? Still he hoped to see her and have a date with her.
When he finally reached the labs, he hesitantly identified himself. Probably no one knew who was him, and maybe they would send someone from the Security staff, but... Patricia herself greeted him with a warm hug. She was beautiful; her arms, legs, eyes and teeth were back.
"Patricia... you... you look gorgeous! You're really an adult! You even recovered your body..." -Simon ran his fingers through Patricia's hair, smiling-.
Remember when...? (Bluecock Fluff/NSFW AU drabble)
(Okay, I finally finished this drabble! -Cries of happiness-. First of all, I wanted to write something real fluffy; there's indeed nsfw content in this drabble, but I wrote it as cute and vanilla as possible, and I think I did it, even when I still feel a bit awkward with the finished drabble. Anyways, I wrote this for all those Bluecock fans out there, and for my bwo toontownapocalypse, who liked the small draft I sent her via private message some days ago. What else I need to say? After writing this fluffy wall of text of a drabble, I must admit it; I SHIP THESE TWO EVEN MORE. Enjoy it and leave some comments, I worked a lot on this ;w;).
That year flew by so fast for both of them. They were celebrating their first anniversary, but they spent whole seven years as friends. Simon was the only son of the Contiellos, a boy who always dreamed with a life of freedom. He was happy to have a loving family, of course, but... he always wondered how the other boys and girls of his age lived.
"Why so serious, Sim-boy?" Simon was looking through the room's window, thinking about the time when he met Patricia. Before he could do anything, she hugged him from behind and ruffled his hair. She always lived in the streets, as an orphan, following her own rules. She was a hard worker, though; helping in the Little Innsmouth shores, stealing from thugs in New Meridian... she learned how to fight at a young age and started to smoke at 12. Why would a boy and a girl from different worlds would date each other?
"I was just remembering when we were younger, Patricia." Simon squeezed one of Patricia's hands and kissed it. Patricia, blushing a little, but being the though girl she was, pinched Simon's cheek.
"Younger? Pfft, ya kiddin' right? At least I still feel like a youngin', gramps." Patricia was just teasing him, of course; she met Simon when she was 13, and Simon was just a palooka that wanted to know everything about the streets, as he said when she found him, being beaten by some bullies.
"Should I remind you that I'm just 21 years old, Patricia?" Simon smiled and took her in his arms.
"Joke's on you, I'm 20~ But don't ya worry, yer still my favorite grump." With a grin, Patricia grabbed him by the collar and kissed him. "Hard ta believe ya were just that pretty rich boy that wanted ta become an average Joe... well, ya still a pretty rich boy, but... eh... yer more than just an average Joe ta me, ya know?" She wasn't exactly good to tell Simon her feelings towards him, but he loved her for that; to him, she was one of the few honest people he had the pleasure and fortune to meet in his short life. She showed him her feelings with actions, instead of empty words like some of his parents acquaintances.
"You're very special to me, too, Patricia." Simon, on the other side, loved to tell her his feelings. Patricia at first thought it was some kind of prank, due to their social classes, but as they spent time together, she realized that Simon actually looked at her like an equal, not like a thief or a troublemaker.
"Aw shucks... yer a mug." The redhead playfully pretended to hit him in the face, blushing. "Hey Simon, are ya sure about this? C'mon, ya still can find a high-class flapper, one that can sing an' all that... or one that at least knows how ta eat a burger with 27 different forks." Now that was weird; Patricia had a sad smile on her face, and all of a sudden, her playful behavior disappeared.
"But I don't want to be with an upper class girl or a songstress... I want to be with the girl that I love, and that's you, Patricia." Simon smiled and put his hands on her waist, pulling her closer.
"Remember when I taught you how to dance the Waltz? You said it was boring, but after a while, both of us were laughing when we started to dance tap instead. We are happy when we're together, and that's all that matters." The boy started to dance the Waltz with Patricia, who pouted while following her beau's dance steps. Simon thought that she was still upset, but she grabbed his hands and smiled-.
"Yer the biggest maroon in the history of whatever... but yer my maroon, Simon." Patricia started to dance with him, smiling again. She doubted no more; she enjoyed Simon's company and she wanted to be with him, who cares if he was the heir of a line of opera singers and she was just an orphan? Simon looked at him like a human being, and she loved him for that.
Patricia softly pushed Simon into the bed, as she climbed on top of him. It was a special night, after all, and they wanted to celebrate it.
"Yeah, I had ta help ya a lil', lady killer~" Her hands slowly ran across her beau's hair, sighing softly as Simon caressed her skin with his lips. Rolling on the bed, she laid on top of him, wriggling her eyebrows as she unbuttoned his shirt.
"Ya know what else I like ta remember a lot? When ya taught me how ta play the piano... yer cute when ya close yer eyes and play." Simon felt Patricia's hands on his chest; she hummed the very first song she learned how to play on the piano. "Ah, who am I trying to fool? Yer really cute at all times... but if ya go around telling others I said that, I'm gonna punch ya in the kisser, capisci?" Leaning over towards him, Patricia closed her eyes as she started to kiss and lick Simon's chest, sending shivers down his spine.
"I love it when you play for me." Simon looked into Patricia's green eyes, making her blush. "Was that an innuendo, Sim-boy~?" He immediately became flustered, hiding his face with one of his hands. Patricia always loved to be the one in charge, so she wouldn't expect Simon to take the lead. Enjoying her beau's reaction, she slowly rubbed the bulge in Simon's pants. Simon was always the most romantic, but Patricia enjoyed making him blush and taking the lead; tonight, he wanted to give her a pleasant surprise.
"If we're gonna do it, yer gonna need a rubber, Sim-boy." Patricia fluttered her eyelashes; it was obvious she was having fun teasing him, but at the same time, she was hiding her nervousness. "Of course, Patricia, but first... let me help you a bit." Simon suddenly kissed his sweetheart on the lips, sucking gently her lower lip as he helped her to remove her clothes. Patricia was certainly surprised by Simon's audacity, but she kissed him back nonetheless; she looked at him, smiling, pleased by his actions.
"Ya reminded me of that day when ya suddenly decided ta learn how ta fight. Ya looked so darn resolved, I didn't have ta heart ta stop ya. Ya never told me why ya wanted ta kick ass, tho..." Patricia's eyes were full of curiosity, expecting an explanation.
Simon nuzzled against her neck and felt the warm of her naked body against his. "At first, I did many things because I wanted to live like any other boy of my age; I remember how you saved me from those muggers when we were younger, but I also remember when I found you with a shiner and bruises all over your face. Since then, I started to do things for you, because I wanted to protect you and make you happy. The evenings we spent dancing, playing the piano, exploring the city, having adventures, all of that was for your happiness..."
Patricia blushed and frowned, pushing him away a little. "Ya big palooka... what about yer happiness? Don't ya dare ta tell me ya did all of that out o' pity!" Since they started to date, Patricia always thought that Simon was confused; he could get a better girl than her, more feminine and well-mannered, not a tomboy like her. She genuinely enjoyed Simon's company, she actually fell in love with him, that's why she wanted him to be happy. Patricia didn't notice the tears rolling down her cheeks.
"Please let me finish, Patricia..." Simon wiped away the tears from Patricia's face. "As we grew up together, I realized how happy I am when I'm with you. I didn't teach you how to dance or play the piano because I wanted a proper lady, I did it because I liked when you smiled, when you laughed. Patricia, we forged a bond together, and I want that bond to be stronger day by day, because you make me happy, and I don't want anyone buy you by my side."
He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her lips, smiling. "I love you, Patricia." As Simon said those words, she sighed and hugged him tight; maybe he was her boyfriend, but she still had a reputation to uphold, and she preferred him to see her smile rather than see her crying.
"Love ya too, Simon." She laid him on the bed and caressed his face. "Please promise me you won't doubt again about my feelings towards you, Patricia." Simon put his hands on hers, and Patricia nodded, blushing. "I kinda exploded, right? I dunno, Simon; I can't say I'm tha gal ya deserve, but... what tha heck, I'm dang sure I wanna be the gal of yer life." Sitting on Simon's lap, Patricia licked her lips and put her hands on his chest. "Tell ya what... let's explode together, if ya know what I mean~" This time, Simon didn't become flustered; instead, he smiled like Patricia's partner in crime of sorts and put his hands on her thighs. "It will be my pleasure to explode with you."
As both of them covered each other with kisses and caresses, both were smiling and remembering things they did when they were younger; that time when Patricia sneaked into the opera house just to hear Simon sing, but she slept through the entire concert because Simon's song was the closure act, or that time when Simon tried to play baseball with her but he barely had the strength to throw the ball.
With mixed laughs and moans, Simon looked into Patricia's green eyes, and kept silent for a couple of seconds. They were ready, but at the same time, they were too nervous.
"No chickenin' out now, Sim-boy... it's our big night." Patricia was going to make the first move, but Simon shook his head, as he hugged her tight and rubbed himself against her. "I actually want to enjoy every single second, Patricia..."
Closing his eyes, Simon slowly slid his member inside Patricia, trying to be as gentle as possible. The redhead gasped bit her lip, still unused to that feeling, pulling Simon's hair softly. As they became one, Patricia's body started to tremble; she closed her eyes and hummed the piano song he taught her. Simon felt her arms around his neck, and let her pull him closer. He started to move his hips, humming as well; little by little, the hums turned into moans and the laughs into sighs. Simon kissed Patricia's neck and slowly went down her shoulders and her chest, kissing and licking her skin. She was still surprised by her beau's sudden confidence, but let him do as he pleased; Patricia dug her nails into Simon's back as he started to suck on her breasts, making her try to hold her moans. "No... let me hear you..." He started to move his hips faster as he put his head on Patricia's shoulder. "Y-Ya little..." But Patricia couldn't finish her sentence. Trying to hold the moans as much as she could, she licked and nibbled Simon's ear, sending shivers down his spine. The boy felt a tickle-like sensation coursing through his body, making him want more. Patricia was almost at her limit; she couldn't hold her moans any longer, and she put her arms around Simon's neck and her legs around his waist. Hugging her by the waist as tight as he could, Simon whispered in Patricia's ear.
"Happy anniversary, my beloved Patricia."The redhead smiled, but before she could answer, she felt an explosion of pleasure all over her body. Moaning, breathing heavily, and hugging each other as tight as they could, Simon felt himself climaxing when Patricia finally moaned a happy anniversary in his ear.
The couple finally fell on the bed, exhausted, but happy. Cuddling, Patricia suddenly gasped, as if she were forgetting something all that time. "What's wrong, Patricia?" Simon looked at her, a bit worried.
"I just remembered somethin'!" Patricia looked at him with an innocent smile, before booping his nose. "I remembered how much I love ya~"
Both of them were tired after their first time together, but they were far from finished. After all, that was their first anniversary, and they wanted to make a beautiful memory, worth to be remembered for the rest of their lives.
1. "There are animals and sea creatures that stand, walk and talk."
2. "There are freakish giants with massive strength, We call 'em."
3. "There's a kingdom that's being ruled by two brothas."
4. "We two types of labs that I recently live in, I wouldn't recommend visiting Lab -0."
5. "There's a nice beach around the kingdom, It's really great for summer times."
6. "There's a mafia group in a fancy city being targeted by multiple people who were victimized by 'em, I was certainly one 'o 'em but I'll worry about that lateh."
