New Beginnings 3

Kira Tomsons

Okay, this is for Jo Ann who wanted some Simon/Blair, and for all the lovely people who just make my life that much more enjoyable. Ihket,(Pierre wants Bubba to come over and play, btw) Susanne (and yes Susanne, I think you can read it...its not really a WIP) Rebekah (I'm working on the Iolaus story babe, I am...) All for one and one for all! Make it an orgy! (the new motto of the Senskateers...as now created by myself <g>)

Okay...this is NOT a WIP but rather is a bunch of connected, yet standalone stories that come and go as they may. Basically a "Simon and Blair get together" story. The first two parts are in the egroups archive...or if you ask nicely I can forward them...they are really really really short though. This one's a bit longer

Warnings...none...no sex...I know,I know, but Pierre's not getting any, so he doesn't think the boys should either. It's spellchecked but unbetaed and I'm bad at finding my own mistakes.

Rating: PG-13

Spoilers...none I can think of

New Beginnings 3

Kira Tomsons

I picked him up at the loft...I was only half an hour early and sat in my car. Then I got out of the car, smoothed down the dark navy turtleneck sweater that rarely saw the outside of my closet and squared my shoulders. I could do this. I wanted this. Blair wanted this. Just breathe.

He opened the door almost right after I knocked.

"Perfect timing, Simon,"he said as he pulled his jacket off the wall. God, the man was beautiful in black jeans, snugly hugging his legs, and a loose, dark-burgendy cotton shirt tucked in at the trim waist. My mouth went dry, and I forced myself to remember that yes, he did want to go out with me. With *me*! "Let's go, man"

Th game was almost after and I didn't know who was winning and I didn't care. All that mattered was the vision beside me, who was bouncing in his seat, face flushed with excitement, eyes aglow. I knew that I should be more subtle, not staring at him like the infatuated idiot I was, but I honestly couldn't help it, and a huge part of me didn't care...although a small voice nagged at me to keep it under wraps, we were in public after all. But the shit-eating grin on Blair's face and the glow in his eyes silenced the doubt and worry without any further thought.

"This is so great, man. I've wanted to go to a live game, for like, forever! This is awesome!" Blair babbled on. His knee was vibrating up and down with constrained energy. I forced myself to look up at the scoreboard, wrenching my gaze away from the one who had captured my attention and my heart. God, I was waxing poetic. The JAGS were winning by one point and there were only two minutes left on the clock. Two minutes before I had to leave this place and return Blair to the loft. Two short minutes of bliss.

The clock ticked down and the crowd surged around us as the buzzer sounded, JAGS 109, Bulls 108. The crowd went wild, cheering, shouting and suddenly I had an armful of anthropologist as Blair wrapped his arms around my neck. Before I knew what was happening, we were kissing, swapping spit, sharing tastes. My arms went around his waist of their own volition, swept up in the moment.

When we separated, I was breathing heavily and Blair was blushing. He ducked his head and glanced about to see if anyone had reacted to our actions. I could tell he was wondering what the hell he had just done. I was sort of wondering the same thing...but without any regrets. That kiss had been a sample of what was hopefully to come, and I wanted more. I chucked him under the chin reassuringly. When he finally looked up at me I smiled.

"Blair I hope that you're not embarrassed by...well, us. I"m not ashamed, and I don't want to hide." The smile that slowly formed on Blair's face gave me the strength to forge on. I stroked a thumb along his jaw line, feeling the slight rasp of five o'clock shadow. "I mean, I was hoping our first kiss would be a bit more private and romantic, but," I nodded towards the crowd around us. "but in a pinch, this will do."

Blair simply nodded wordlessly.

"Now how 'bout we blow this pop stand and I take you on a romantic ride home?" I gently placed a hand on the small of his back and turned him about, gallantly guiding him through the milling spectators. The fleeting touch was enough to cause shivers down my spine. But I swore to myself that I would take things slowly. It had been along time since I had been in a relationship and I knew that what I could potentially have with Blair was far to precious to screw up.

We made our way back to my car and Blair giggled...*giggled*!...when I opened the door for him. But he didn't complain. In fact he looked more than happy to be doted on. Once both of us were bucked in and I had pulled out of the out, Blair turned to me, his face becoming serious.

"Simon. This was one of the best nights I've had in a long time." Out of the corner of my eye I caught a look at Blair's face and saw an expression which I never thought I'd see on it...Blair Sandburg --bashful? End date jitters, I surmised.

"Blair, this was one of the best for me too. But there are not strings attached. I don't want you to think that--"

"Oh god, no, Simon!" Blair protested. "I mean. Its not that I don't want what happening between us to happen, its just that..."

He trailed of and I realized that he's probably never gone out with a man before.

"What...being with a guy? If that bothers you Blair, we don't have to--"

"Well...uh...see." He ducked his head again. "The thing is...Iveneverhadsexwith*anyone*before."

He rambled it off so quick it took me a moment to figure out what he had just said. I quickly pulled over before I crashed the car, shock filling my mind, heart and soul. Blair...a virgin? My god. Everything I had thought about the young man beside me underwent a fundamental change. I would be his first....assuming we ever got that far...which I desperately wanted to do. Not that I wanted Blair just for his body. His complete being sung to me in ways I had never experienced.

I carefully pulled his head around to face me, cupping his face with both hands.

"That will only make this all that much more special."

Blair met my gaze with innocent eyes. I had thought, perhaps rather callously in the past, that he simply had an innocent air about him...but it wasn't just an air...he really was an innocent. I leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on his forehead, smoothing soft curls back around his ears. Blair bit his lip and I was disconcerted to see him rapidly blink as though to dispel betraying tears from his eyes. He raised a hand and touched my cheek hesitantly.

"I think I love you Simon Banks," he said simply.

"I *know* I love you," I replied huskily. The moment stretched on, the two of us frozen in space and time, connected with our hands on each others' cheeks. A truck honked as it drove by at a pedestrian jaywalking and it startled us out of our trance. I restarted the car and pulled back onto the road. Blair simply sat back and gazed at me with wonder in his eyes and a small smile gracing his face.

As I pulled up outside the loft, I found myself unwilling to let him go. But I knew that enough had happened for tonight. Blair leaned over and pulled me down for another kiss...and there was nothing chaste about this one. He plundered my mouth, twining his tongue over mine. We broke apart and he gave me wicked grin that sparked my libido into overdrive.

"Thanks for a great time, Simon. I'll see you tomorrow."

Then he darted out of the truck and into the building before I could even say good bye. I sat there for five minutes, recovering from the passion that had been transferred in that one kiss. God. He was going to kill me at this rate...but what a way to go.

The end...and of course a beginning....

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