Oh he does.

"I might have been thinking up a few ideas on how we could fix everything before you knocked..."

Simon smiled, a mischievous glint in his eye as he felt a surge of playfulness that had felt lost to him for a long time. Jessica could feel it too, especially after he moved to pin her underneath him, her eyes smoldered at him as she bit down on her upper lip suppressing a gleeful smirk.

Something within her liked the way he was acting now. Her once innocent little friend Simon having not so innocent feelings about her. He could only guess that, but she was acting playful again, something inside him woke up as result of it.

Jess always had so much energy, but as he looked her up and down he began to realize how much she grew. Her shapely legs, hourglass figure, the way that thong fit her perfectly, her hand pulling away almost inviting him. She tugged up at her nightshirt, revealing one of her breasts to him, the perk of her nipples once exposed to the air.

After years of having to endure, she came back. The more he opened up to her, the more she seemed to like it.

"Are you going to tell me?" she asked teasingly, pouting cutely and whining at him playfully, "Please Master?"

He smiled as she giggled again, and moved her hands up and down underneath his shirt, inspecting him like she had with some of the other guys he had seen her with.

Something suddenly changed. His smile faded and he began to feel panic, "No, no, no I..."

He shook his head and scratched at it as he looked down at his feet. This was all happening so fast! She was right there in his bed! He finally had her back! He was so CLOSE all he had to do was TAKE HER.

She would be his. All he had to do was just fucking TAKE HER.

"Master," she called back to him, placing a hand on his shoulder, and then another, pressing her face against the back of his neck.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you."

He remained quiet as she clenched down on his shirt and whispered, "I don't want to hurt you anymore, please. Just..."

He leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Do all my wishes always make you that horny?"

The blonde girl behind him placed her chin on his shoulder, "Yeah, I don't think I can control it..."

He sighed as she reached over and clutched the hand with the ring on it again. Then leaning over and catching him off guard by whispering softly in his own ear.

"My head is still a bit blurry, so..."

He heard her voice trembling with an odd mixture of nervousness and excitement. Her breathlessness causing the hairs on his neck to stand on in and goosebumps appeared all over his body.

"If we're going to wish our way out of this, I'd rather you not make me wait anymore. It's rude. Master shouldn't be rude to me."

His head turned to see her green eyes staring right into him, "I kissed you for a reason, didn't I?"

"But what if you're...I don't want you to be angry with me if..."

She straddled his leg, grabbing both sides of his head, "I'll be more angry with you if you don't do anything at all. I'm going to have one hell of a hangover from tonight either way."

He saw her eyes, almost hypnotizing him as she went from resolve to vulnerability, to resentment to eagerness. All of them begging and screaming for the same word. Release.

"Do this for me. Please."

She planted her lips back onto his and held his hair tightly, "Don't be afraid anymore. Do it."

He looked down as the words rang through his head. If it were anyone else in the world he would have a reason to stop. All he ever wanted for, was for her to come back.

That was all his family ever told him. When the moment comes, don't hesitate. Don't stop to think if its what you truly know that you want it. The whole world operated on a set of rules he didn't understand, and she had the power to break them all.

He turned around and suddenly pushed her to the bed, looking down at her as they had been moments before.

"Are you ready, then?"

The young genie nodded as her eyes widened with anticipation.

He kept his head right where it was as she felt one of his hands trace down her neck for the very first time. He kept going, circling and playing with each of her nipples, before exploring downwards and plunging his index and middle finger underneath the elastic and into the silk fabric of her thong, hovering them just above her pussy.

"I wish my room was soundproof, and I wish to know every intimate detail about the body of my genie."

He listened as she gasped out, feeling her pelvis move upwards and against his fingers, plunging them inside the warm pink flesh that grew in dampness once again. He moved his head feeling a sudden sense of worry as the blonde looked at him reassuringly and nodded, "I'm okay... ah! I'm okay! Just keep using those ohh!"

She arched her head back and gripped onto the comforter of his bed, letting out a delightful moan as she felt his fingers exploring inside her, she began to bite down on her lip again, nodding at him to keep going.

He never stopped watching her, "First step... I wish all evidence of your fight with Kevin was erased and no one outside of here would even remember it happened. Kevin will just wake up at his house sore, but unharmed, with no memory of the fight."

Jessica let out another loud moan as his fingers kept pumping along with her pussy, feeling another flood building up inside of her. It was incredible to feel the effect his wish had on her body, the way she trembled, her stomach taut, chest heaving for air. She stuck out her tongue and began to pant, still nodding at him to keep going.

"Second step. I wish your house was completely put back together and cleaned up, and all everyone remembered was how great a party it was!"

Her chest jutted out as her arms began to flail, another loud moan released from her lips, "Master... more..."

"Third, I wish you had a golden choker necklace that matched the ring I have on my finger, and that so long as you and I wear them we can communicate telepathically with one another and teleport to wherever the other is when we need each other, so that we'll never be apart again!"

He watched the blonde's eyes roll backward as a solid golden band appeared around the young woman's neck, a large emerald at the center of it.

"It's...It's so good! I can't...I can't..."

Simon smiled as he cradled her head, "One more Jess, hold it for me."

"Please Master! So much! Please!"

He removed his fingers and his hand from her, letting her pant out as she attempted to open her eyes at him. His hand was coated with her fluids, her hands returning to massaging her breast and pumping into herself again just to keep going for a release he now held back.

He wasted no time in quickly getting up and pulling off his shirt and removing his pants, tossing them to the floor. She panted and moaned even harder. He returned his hand where it was, pushing hers out of the way, the other tugging down the soggy thong with his fingers, causing her to arch her back again slightly as she felt the fabric leave her legs.

She was able to open her eyes again as he picked her up, letting them spoon one-another as he finished placing her in his lap. Her eyes opening wide as he moved her disheveled hair from her face.

"Stick your arms out."

She felt her hands reaching out as his other hand withdrew from her again. He tugged and pulled the nightshirt off of her body, letting her breasts bounce freely as it was flung off the bed.

When she returned to staring at him, she mewled, confused, pouting, "W-Why..."

"Why did you stop?"

He smiled lovingly at her while cupping her face, "Because I want you to say it to me first."

Her confusion increased, "Master?"

He closed the gap and began to make out with her again, pulling her closer and closer to him all without saying a word as he let his thought carry over to her. Her eyes widened at first as she heard it, but closed again as she focused more on kissing him, running her hands through his hair.

"Just once. Say it. Say my name again."

"I can't... I want to... I can't..."

"Master..." She panted weakly, ****, the word forcing its way from her mouth in place of his name again.

He pulled back from their kiss, his lips grazing hers as he spoke softly,

"I wish you could..."

She shuddered, sinking into him, both panting as she gasped out, "I missed you, Simon."

He smiled back, as she turnes her head to was him playfully tugging at the bracelet latched around her wrist, mirrored perfectly by the ring and her new choker.

Her eyes were drawn back to his with the motion of his finger on her chin, "Happy Birthday, Jess."

Her smile grew again as she pressed their lips back together.