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A little proposal	By : Fairycakeater Category: +M through R > Ninjago Views: 2824 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Jay had the biggest smile on his face as he soared above the multitude of green foliage below. The girl he loved held steadfast to his waist, her grip unrelenting. Her cherry breath wafting into his nose occasionally giving him butterflies.
A feeling he couldn't contain for much longer. Jay turned his head to the side and kissed her. A deep meaningful kiss and so full of passion, that his dragon almost faltered underneath them. "Haa uhm s-sorry Nya, got caught up in the moment." Jay blushed and veered to the right towards the Mountains of Impossible height, the rough direction of Jamanakai Village, the solitary village built into the mountains.
"Seriously, if you kiss me like that again, we'll be taking a quick detour." He teased and felt her hand lower slightly from his waist.
"Aww, Jay the views of Jamanakai are beautiful from up here." Nya sighed at the differing shades of blossom trees. Her hand incredibly close, on purpose, brushing over him to check if that promise would get her anywhere.
Jay was vaguely aware that Nya's hand had strayed down yet again and he was doing all in his power to control the conjured dragon so as to avoid them from simply falling out of the sky.
It was still springtime in the land of Ninjago. The summer solstice was almost here, only evident from the falling blossoms as they formed their own flowered clouds with the flapping motion from the lightning energy dragon. It soared directly over the low-lying trees and the sight behind was just billows of pink and white petals like the twin tunnels from a jet aircraft.
'Confetti almost…' Nya smiled and hugged Jay close. 'A clue perhaps as to why we're both dressed up.'
"The views are spectacular this time of year, because of all this." He gestured with his free hand, he dared not to look behind because of whom he was carrying.
All Jay could see in front was a large expanse of green trees with the odd blossoming mock cherry, red maple with white blossom or the odd fruit tree with its spindly branches reaching up to the sky like it was trying to grasp the sun.
"It is beautiful, but we're not going to Jamanakai…." Jay smiled, the butterflies in his stomach still there, doing literal somersaults and back flips. He had to fly around the mountain of impossible height to get to the foothills, as was their destination.
She got so close to him she could smell his musk, "Won't you tell me where we are going?" She whined gently as her hand slowly undid his fly.
He chuckled, "Nope sorry Nya but….I hope you'll forgive me for doing this." Jay teased. "Besides patience is a virtue…" He laughed, and she poked him in the ribs.
Jay had moaned out loud when she playfully teased his half erect cock. The conjured dragon faltered briefly. Jay couldn't fly and do this, it was too dangerous, like driving a car whilst receiving a blowjob. At least his dragon wouldn't blow up like a car, the fall might kill them though.
An executive decision, he quickly lowered the conjured dragon down and into the orchard of blossom trees below. "Nya I-I can't concentrate when you're doing th-that." He gasped out and involuntarily bucked his hips, pushing himself further into her grasp.
He hissed when she squeezed in response.
She didn't say anything, she just listened to him as he struggled with her ministrations, landing the beast before it disappeared in a flash of blue mist.
He turned around to observe her as she had been seated behind him. He pointed to his exposed cock and growled at her seductively. "Nya?" He asked and removed his suit jacket, undoing his shirt.
"How the Hell am I supposed to do this when you just caused this?" He pointed down to himself and watched as Nya started to remove her dress.
"It seemed like the perfect opportunity, besides you're being just as secretive as Kai is so I think it's only fair."
"Plus it means we get that much-needed privacy, right?" she said quietly. Looking around herself to make sure they were completely alone in the vast orchard before removing the dress and hanging it gently on a low lying branch, along with her bag and bolero.
Jay briefly looked at his watch, they still had a good thirty minutes to get to the destination. His trousers and clothes were hung on the same branch as he approached Nya.
Both just standing there in their underwear.
Nya bit her lip when she looked down and saw how ready he was. She felt herself heating up in anticipation. "This is all the privacy we need." She closed the gap and pushed against him, feeling his erection as their hips ground together.
His lips smashed onto hers and his hands found their way around her, gently unclasping her blue bra. "Love the colour.!" He smirked and slowly removed the offending item that kept her breasts so well hidden.
"I said it was my favourite colour." She smiled and bit her lip, feeling his hands roaming across her body.
"I love it, but you're wearing way too much." He said and with a simple flick of his wrist, her bra was on the floor. He broke the kiss and his lips trailed down her neck and collar bone. Stopping occasionally to calm himself down.
He took one nipple into his mouth, the other was being twiddled between his free finger and thumb. "At least I won't have to muffle the sounds will I?" He didn't need a response as Nya throatily moaned out his name.
His kisses went further down as he lowered himself onto his knees and slowly removed her lace knickers, all the time, looking up and into her smouldering eyes.
She stepped out of them and looked down to her boyfriend who lifted her leg at the knee and buried his face into her. Taking in her scent as he licked at her. Jay used his finger, just the one to tease her, rubbing her wetness up and down. "You're so wet Nya...It's almost like you've been waiting for an opportunity like this." He smiled up at her.
Her hand had found its way into his hair and her hips bucked at his touch.
"So sensitive hmm?"
He motioned her to the floor, she obliged and lay down on an expanse of long meadow grass. She looked into his eyes and watched as he knelt down between her legs.
"I've been wanting to do this for ages..." He said. "Couldn't really do it before because...." He didn't need to explain any further as Nya made it perfectly clear why he hadn't been able to do it on the ship they called home.
Once his mouth latched onto her clitoris, she moaned loudly. Simultaneously, she started panting when two of his fingers were pushed in at a slow pace.
"I could do this all day..." He paused and kissed his way down her thigh.
His tongue was back on her again and his thrusting fingers had increased in speed. He could tell she was close as her hips were starting to meet his fingers and teasing tongue. "You taste so good." He murmured and increased his speed again as he felt her legs begin to tremble.
"Don't hold it in for me..." He said, as he expertly curled his fingers deep inside her, hitting all the right spots.
It didn't take long, she came right on cue and he tasted her. The taste now burned into his recesses.
He waited until her breathing had calmed down before asking her. He kissed his way back up her body. "Did you enjoy it?" He asked, moving back up over her supine body as he lowered his boxers and lined himself up with her.
She nodded quickly, her flushed face gave him all the answers she needed as she tasted herself on his lips.
Again he pushed into her slowly. He didn't much care about the grass stains that were adorning his knees or the few bits of blossom that landed in her hair as his long slow strokes pushed her against the ground.
All he got in return was the pleasured moans in response as he upped his speed. "Good?" He managed to gasp out.
She wasn't even aware of the sounds she was making as Jay carried on in earnest. "Harder." She moaned into his ear.
He obliged and did as she asked. "Dammit, you feel so good." He gasped loudly as he settled into a hard and fast pace. "So....good."
"Mmmph,...." She had bit her lip. Her face now a healthy shade of red as Jay continued to fuck her senseless.
Whatever he was doing was teasing another orgasm up because the floor was largely unforgiving. It certainly wasn't as soft and cushioning as a mattress.
It simply meant that with each hard thrust, he got as deep as he could and the feeling soon sent him spiralling into that final erratic pace.
All that he could hear was the unmistakable sound of her wet pussy as he fucked her as hard as she wanted. His slick cock sliding in and out at the pace she wanted, her legs had wrapped around him tightly, angling her hips yet again to close that smallest gap.
His lips smashed onto hers in a passionate and demanding kiss, that was fervent and filled with lust. She broke the kiss first as her orgasm hit her hard, her panting and loud moans were like music to his ears. He'd never heard them before because they always had to keep it quiet on board the ship. Learning to have quickie's in secrecy or sneaking off for a date and again having to muffle the sounds wasn't really much fun, it was naughty but it was risky too.
The pulsing feeling of her pussy, sent Jay into a wild lustful oblivion. He lowered onto his knees and elbows, resting his head in the crook of her neck.
A few minutes later was all it took as Nya came. A smaller orgasm this time was shouted out across the orchard as she held her legs apart.
He was fast getting too hot with it, even thought the shade of the trees provided a coolness, the activity and exertion was sweat inducing. He soon changed position and got back onto his parted knees and hauled her calves and ankles over his shoulders as he pushed in deeply and found that final pace.
He wasn't gentle, but damn she was enjoying it so much that her hand had shot down to her clitoris and she was rubbing it in circles. She wanted to cum at the same time.
He came after a few short minutes. He was just coming down from his high as she joined him and ground against his cock again.
Looking down at her from his kneeling position, a flushed complexion and a grin on his face. "Enjoy that?" He asked breathlessly.
Once she could speak again, it took a few minutes. "Very much, might have to make this a regular thing." She said as she pulled him down onto her to give him a quick chaste kiss.
"Don't think Kai would approve though. He'd become suspicious and I really don't want him on my back." Jay had replied. Rolling off her before he became hard again.
He lay next to her staring up as the blossoms fell.
She was snuggled into his arms as they lay beneath a cherry tree. The petals falling all around them as they both got their breath back.
Both had eventually stood after lying there breathless for a few minutes. Jay had eventually spurred her on to get dressed but again he remained tight-lipped of their destination.
Eventually, once they were both dressed and looking half presentable Jay conjured his dragon again. This time he had a rosy blush and a smirk plastered on his face, She did too.
Within a few minutes they were approaching the foothills, but Nya was still none the wiser, She knew this area was relatively quiet and peaceful. No big impending skyscrapers like Ninjago city, the only humongous thing nearby was the mountain.
Most of the precipice couldn't even be seen as a sheer amount of cloud covered it like Mount Olympus, the top seemed to be completely shrouded in mystery. The mountains of impossible height gazed down on the folly of urban hectic life. The more things were changing in the valleys surrounding the mountains the more Jamanakai village and the adjoining mountain stayed the same.
Jay had always loved Jamanakai, such a complete contrast to the Sea of Sand and the unending dry heat where nothing ever grew save for the odd cactus here and there. Even the critters in the desert were nasty little blighters.
"You Jay Walker-Gordon are a tease and I might just do the same to you too." She fussed at his neck and ruffled his hair slightly.
He looked to the front, seeing a large new purpose built structure, standing proud, looking like it fit right in with its surroundings. The front pillars had been carved out of the nearby rocks, the signage read 'La Roche' simply meaning 'the rock' which was appropriate considering the surrounding environment of the harsh landscape.
"Hold on tight Nya we're coming into land." He warned and felt her tighten her grasp.
Once the dragon had touched down he helped her down first before making his dragon disappear in a blue haze. He offered his hand and led her into the restaurant, being gallant and opening the door for her to pass through first. "Will you join me for lunch?" He asked timidly hoping she would say 'yes,' not relishing the thought of her saying 'no.'
A flood of relief when she willingly took his hand, Jay led her forwards surprised that his legs were still working, he felt like they would buckle underneath him at any given moment. He stealthily took the small black box and his wallet from his interior pocket and slipped both into his trousers.
Nya looked around herself in amazement as the maître d' took her organza shrug from her gently, followed by Jay's suit jacket.
He wore a simple black suit with an impeccable white shirt and a stylish white tie with the insignia 'L.R' proudly embroidered off centre in a gold hue. "You have a reservation, Sir?" The well-spoken man said clearly, his vocal intonation rising.
The restaurant, as Jay had been led to believe, was frequented by the likes of businessmen, bankers and stock brokers. They all seemed to have convened on the ground floor, talking in great depth about stocks and shares and the fall and rise of certain large companies, almost as if telling a fairy tale with a sick twist. They were gloating at the profits and losses and laughing at the redundancies their lower class managers would have to make as if the concept of human misery was below them.
Such close proximity made Jay's skin crawl and he rolled his eyes. He was hoping for a quiet table and as far away from these as possible. He looked back at the maître d' who was evidently still waiting for an answer.
Nodding eagerly and smiling in response. "Jay Walker-Gordon, table for two, preferably near the window." He added and pointed upstairs at the otherwise empty balcony.
"As you wish sir, please follow me." He said and scooped up two hard backed menu's and a wine list, walking out of the main seating area.
Jay and Nya followed as the maître d' traversed a walnut spiral staircase that led up to the balcony and tables on the upper deck. No one was up there, all the businessmen appeared to be downstairs, boasting none too quietly about their most recent investments.
The maître d' found a table near the large floor to ceiling window and motioned for them to sit. He carefully pulled out Nya's seat and pushed her in, he did the same for Jay and then left them briefly to peruse their menus.
Upon closer inspection, the restaurant on the inside was spectacular, the décor, however, was all harsh lines. Cream leather bound chairs with contrasting dark walnut wood tables, stretching across a harsh black slate floor. The walls were a simple magnolia and the supporting columns were wooden, showing exquisite fine French woodworking at its finest.
The menu, it seemed, was a majority of seafood, pasta and nouvelle cuisine. Dishes that were so small but incredibly rich in taste. The wine list was certainly extensive too, luckily Jay had a credit card as a back-up, especially once he realised that the cheapest bottle of wine was $50 on its own. The champagne was extortionate.
"What are you planning Jay, why have you brought me here hmm?" She asked her hand reaching across the table, he grasped it and held it gently in his own.
The maître d' quickly returned to take the drinks order, disturbing the cute couple in the process. He had also bought a selection of bottles for them to sample. He asked Jay, as was the done thing. "Your wine choice sir? We have a full and extensive variety. All sourced from the finest vineyards." He poured a few different samples and let Jay taste them individually.
After listening to him drone on about the palates and qualities of each fine wine, and having tested five different varieties of Burgundy and Blanc, Jay finally chose. "The house white please."
"An excellent choice sir," came the sycophantic response, the kind you would get from someone who was expecting a good tip but likely didn't need it.
"Have you chosen your food? May I suggest the house specials today!" He suggested helpfully and pinpointed both seated guests to the food he was so eloquently describing. He gushed about the food so much it was almost as if he had cooked the food himself or had raised if from the ground and nurtured it.
Nya undeterred, chose her starter, a French onion soup, followed by the main course that was simply known as a Lobster Napoleon with potato tuiles. It was nouvelle cuisine as the dish was petite, even if the menu further explained that it was a 'stacked ensemble of fine tastes culminating in an explosion of flavour.'
Jay chose both of his, opting for something different, he chose lobster bisque soup with a tuna Nicoise salad to accompany. His main course was confit duck and he was drooling in anticipation, his chattering and goofiness hid the rumbling sounds his now empty stomach was making.
A good wine choice too, although the maître d' still tried to get Jay to choose another red wine to go with his red meat dish he had ordered but he had refused.
He double checked the wine list happy with the choice and continued to stare at his female companion. She was subconsciously twiddling with her napkin, her hands occasionally fumbling with the embroidered clasps holding the neckline of her dress together. "I'm sorry for keeping this from you Nya, but it was done for the best reasons." He whispered and reached across the table for her hands.
She saw him reaching for her and took his trembling hands into her own. Her dark brown orbs were searching for any other clues as to what he had planned. "Best intentions you mean? Jay, I don't mind really…and I think this is lovely." She swooned feeling his nerves lessen.
He looked at her, he knew she was trying to figure him out. But he wasn't exactly making it hard for her. His body language alone was betraying him in the sickliest way, it should have given all the clues she needed.
He was stumbling over his words one moment and exceptionally quiet the next. To make matters worse his hands were becoming clammy in her gentle hold.
"Jay, is there something you want to tell me?" She whispered quietly across the little round table, their knees touching gently.
His eyes were glazed over, as he stared out of the window, knowing that the flowers he had ordered would be soon to make their appearance. His heart rate quickened causing the most inopportune thing to happen. A bout of hiccups took him by surprise and Nya chuckled at him as he blushed. Her hands shooting up to her face to stifle her laughter as Jay let out the unexpected squeak, quickly followed by another.
The waiter had eventually brought him a jug of water, direct from source from the mineral spas at the foothills of the vast mountainous range they were in. Jay took a glass full, eagerly gulping it down.
'Urgh how can *hic* I propose to her with *hic* hiccups? Simple answer I can't *hic*…urgh just focus Jay everything will be okay.'
'….Just *hic* focus…'
Once his diaphragm stopped betraying him, along with his body, in general, he could try again to woo Nya.
She was still laughing at him albeit mocking in a cute but annoying way. Even after the food had come and gone she was still chuckling at him and he too eventually found it funny. Somehow a hysterical laughing fit seemed highly inappropriate in a restaurant of such standing, the clientele were appalled at the outburst and had made a complaint to the management.
Jay was in no uncertain terms, reprimanded for Nya's loud outburst. A warning was issued to say that in no uncertain terms that, "If you cannot control yourself and your companion, I'm afraid I will have to ask you to leave." It was whispered into his ear.
It was like a vein had popped in his temple, his jaw stiffened and his teeth clenched in anger. At that moment all Jay wanted to do was stand up and shove the pompous waiter's white serviette down his throat. But he thought better of it, opting to give a basic 10% tip.
'The audacity and impudence of this arrogant man, what the heck man, I'm trying to woo her and you're just ruining it.'
But now he wasn't in the right mood to propose, he was annoyed at being spoken to like that, especially by a front of house sycophantic nobody….who was still expecting a large tip but wouldn't be getting one.
The florist, as if by magic, arrived on cue. Her presence brought a welcome distraction to the hideous thick tension in the upstairs room. It seemed that the maître d' was now watching their table like a hawk, rather than watching the front of house as was his sole purpose.
Every other patron was a regular visitor of this exclusive restaurant and as such were now accustomed to the formal etiquette of the venue. Jay and Nya not so much, for them it was just a romantic meal out with fine wine, rich food and snobby service.
Jay turned his head to the annoying staff member, his head tilted forwards. If his body language could have said anything it would have been along the lines of…'uhm a little privacy wouldn't go amiss.' Mixed in with other choice curse words that would likely get him thrown out.
His confidence returned as soon as the florist hand delivered the flowers to him and got him to sign for them before leaving. "Ahem, can you give us some privacy please!" He said clearly with a hint of exasperation present. The pompous maître d' eventually obliged and stalked off downstairs with a huff.
Jay held her hands in his own, his voice wavering slightly. "Uhm, Nya can I ask you a question?"
She looked into his sapphire blue depths. "You just did…" She smiled and stroked the side of his face.
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