#ccsemberclub

CC is dressed in a green sundress near an open window, feeling the sunlight pour down on her like a lover's kiss.

"You are... gorgeous." Softly if sincerely from the doorway. How does such a portly fellow move so -quietly-?!?

She turns eyes only half opening lazily, and still feeling the sun on one cheek, "You're not so bad yourself" the eyes open more fully reveling their shimmer. "Merry Beltaine, honey"

"Merry Beltaine, Dear... Dearest Callidora." From the doorway, but warmly, with ... love.

She rises now taking the brunt of the window's light on her back, perhaps unaware how that glow hangs about her still potent curves like an aura, and slides towards him with slow easy steps.

"I love you," She takes his hands, "but I enjoy that love more up close"

"I am yours, to do with as you wish." A twinkle. "Even at the risk of my well-being."

"I noticed," She says "But the same is true too, love. If you were poison, I'd drink you. Instead, you're more like Absinthe, technically forbidden but I've certainly got a taste for you, and my you do bring out my poet"

A deep breath. "Oh, beloved.... we might hurt ourselves this year...."

"Hip surgeries and heatherbalms" SHe promises "Are both possible. Now, give me a kiss, you."

He gives her a kiss, sweet but soulful.

She returns it , savors it. Melts into it. Her heart almost pounds with a happiness she's still surprised by

Breathing deeply, he parts long enough to ask "Beltaine. Where? What?"

"It doesn't matter to me as long as I'm with you, but I know with the Seelie side you crave direction" A wink "Somewhere in Pacifica? We could watch Beltaine last in most of concorcida"

A low growl. "Do I? Well." A huff. "Pacifica.... have you been to San Francisco? Oakland?"

"Yes, but it's been a long time. And you know, I never went to the Golden Gate. Isn't that silly? Possibly its most famous land mark, and I missed it"

"Ooooh..." He actually shivers. "Will you go with me?"

"You try to leave without me and you'll regret it" A kiss to follow up the threat

He kisses back.

"My... contacts in Pacifica, Golden Gate... Oakland... they are dark. We should avoid." Even as he trails his fingers over her form....

"Then we will... " She says fighting an urge to pur

"We will avoid Pacifica." He confirms? And nods. "Where, then?" He fingers her horns.

"Maybe some place tropical?"

"Anywhere you like. I'll get tickets."

"Hawaii, or Bermuda? Which one is less likely to be a hassle for you?"

"It matters not." He smiles roguishly. "I can cast those cantrips. I want to take you somewhere you wish to be."

"Hawaii then, right past Pacifica "

"As you wish." The little boggan takes her in his arms and kisses her.... and then the smell of sea salt and ocean breeze is around them.

She returns the kiss, smells the air, feels the spray

"I love you so much" She laughs as she looks around the beauty "You've been here before? Wonderful"

"I have been many places before. Some of them with you, my... love." He takes a breath. "My Love."

"It's not a dirty word is it?" a smile, a stroke of his cheek and she leads him onto the beach

William is still in his office outfit, but he follows. "No, it is not."

Noting this she says "You know what, we are getting you a REAL Hawaiann shirt while we're here"

"You must have a suggestion..." He points out.

"Deal"

And the two lovers enjoy the feel of the beach before finding a store where they can find some locally made clothes

It turns out she does have a few suggestions.

(end scene)