"She Wears Her Wings In The Dark"

Adrian had been looking forward to the drive home. A chance to talk. To understand who, understand what, Avianna really was. To begin laying the groundwork for what her coming to the city was really going to mean. Instead what he got was a circus.

At first he tried to patiently make her understand it was unsafe to keep moving around. Then he tried to get her to focus on something harmless. He had some small success here with the radio but that was short lived. In the end he could only focus completely on not crashing as the one woman barrel of monkeys laid waste to the interior of his car.

He did his best to ignore her. To tune it all out and concentrate on getting to the relative safety of home. It was getting progressively harder and the initially ‘cute’ childlike enthusiasm was wearing thin as she almost killed them multiple times. And then it happened.

"Avianna not feel good.", she said softly before defiling the floorboard, Twice! Thankfully they were just approaching an exit and he pulled off and into the large convenience store parking lot. He was silent a moment before snapping. “CAN YOU PLEASE!...”

He closed his eyes. Took a deep breath which would have been much more calming if it weren't for the awful smell. And began again in a much more calm tone. “Can you please...sit in the back...and be still. Just for one minute. Be still, and be quiet.”

He stepped around the car, took one look in the passenger side and simply removed the floor mat with the majority of the mess, and tossed it in a nearby trash can. Retrieving a handful of paper towels from near the gas pumps, he wiped up the worst of the remaining mess, and grabbed a few more towels.

He finally looked at her again and his eyes were much softer. “I’m sorry I yelled. Come back up here.” Lifting her chin with one hand he wiped a bit of wetness from the corner of her mouth. “ I really need you to just relax for a bit, ok. We are almost there.”
 
Adrian angrily called out, “CAN YOU PLEASE!...”

She flinched in fear, a fright only tempered by her illness and still rolling stomach. But he called down and asked her just to sit in the back, and she carefully climbed between the seats again so that he could deal with what her stomach had done.

"Avianna sorry," is all she could manage as she laid down on the seat, her head now spinning. She'd never puked before, not once in her life. Illness wasn't a part of her life, but this unnatural movement in the car just hadn't worked for her.

“I’m sorry I yelled,” Adrian said when he returned to wipe the vomit from her lips and chin. “Come back up here. I really need you to just relax for a bit, ok. We are almost there.”

"Avianna sorry to Adrian," she said with her unpracticed language skills.

As Adrian made his way from the passenger side back door around the front of the car to get back in behind the wheel, the call from an endangered bird high up in a nearby tree piqued Avianna's interest. They'd only left her forest about an hour ago, and yet already she missed it horribly. And this particular form of Jay bird was becoming more and more rare, even in her wilderness area forest, and she just had to go out and talk to it.

She slid out the passenger door, still a bit unsteady, so much so that she accidentally swung the door closed before she was entirely clear of it. The door slammed on a ruffle of her dress, the one that she had wrapped around her body with a playful spin that first day with Adrian, causing the multiple layers around her hip and legs to somehow magically merge into one layer.

Now, stuck, and wanting to go visit with the bird, she used her powers to cause the dress's one layer to again become a long, rolled up layer, and twirling away from the car's closed door, rolled it out again to its nearly ten foot length.

Like a chained dog running and coming to the end of its shackled, Avianna's movement away from the car came to a sudden stop. Not having any idea where the word came from, she playfully whispered, "Boing!"

The bird called again, and Avianna wanted desperately to go find it. She knew it was in one of the trees beyond the convenience store and gas pumps. But with her dress stuck in the car door at one end and both around her waist and over one shoulder at the other, she wasn't going anywhere.

At least ... not dressed!

She reached up to her shoulder, pulled the gown from it, and reached to the small of her back to pull free the bone button there. The tension caused by her pulling away from the car caused the dress to spring back toward the car ... leaving her standing in the parking lot naked as a Jay bird, which was kind of appropriate considering why she had done it.

She didn't know if Adrian was looking her way or if there was anyone else in the lot or the store or other cars looking at her, because Avianna wasn't concerned with anything other than talking with the bird. If anyone was looking at her, they would have seen a petite beauty barely 5 feet tall with a dramatic 30D-20-30 figure that sported long, naturally blonde hair on her head but not a single bit of it anywhere else on her perfect body.

Avianna turned and ran off through the parking lot toward the forest just behind the convenience store, laughing and calling out, "I am coming my friend! I am coming!"

She wouldn't stop until she was about 50 yards into the woods. The bird had heard her, just as she had heard it, and when she reached a small picnicking area, she found the Jay standing on the end of the old table there, waiting to have a conversation.
 
What had he gotten himself into? Avianna was out of control. It was hard to imagine her not needing constant supervision. Maybe getting sick would mellow her out long enough to get to his apartment. Give him at least a few minutes to think. He took another deep breath before getting in the car.

The empty car.

Why was the car empty?

He looked out the passenger side and first saw the billowing white fabric trailing across the parking lot. What the fuck?

He leaped out of the car just in time to see the naked form of Avianna disappear into the wooded area behind the store. “Fuck me!”

There was nothing else to do but sprint after her. It was not far before he caught up to her in a small picnic area. She was crouched down, speaking to a bird standing on the end of the table, seemingly in rapt attention. Stark naked, her body was statuesque. Pale and smooth except for the wings imprinted on her back.

Adrian had no time to enjoy the view however as across the clearing he could already see a woman with a phone to her ear and the other arm wrapped around the eyes of a boy who could not yet be out of elementary school.

“Avi!” He called in exasperation. He stood dumbfounded for a moment, at a loss for what to do next. Then pulled his own shirt off, revealing his lean but toned torso. He ran over to her, scaring off the bird, and much like Steve Irwin catching a baby kangaroo he pushed his lightweight polo over her head.

“Relax! Relax! It’s me! Adrian!” He had thought it would be a simple thing to wrestle the shirt into place, but she shrugged him off like an annoying toddler. She was much stronger than she looked. Now she stood awkwardly with the shirt covering her head, her flailing finally subsided as she heard his voice.

“Hold still. Please. Let me help you.” He was now painfully aware of her nakedness, but he tried not to focus on it. He pulled the shirt in place as gently as possible, but he was also in a hurry. The resulting squirming and twisting left her essentially in his arms, the shirt fitting her more like a short dress.

She looked up at him with her usually innocent look and he wrapped his arms around her a little tighter without even realizing it. “Avi. Please don’t run off like that. You scared me.” He finally realized he was holding her and let his arms drop. “Listen, I don’t have time to explain, but if we don’t leave right now, there will be trouble.” He searched for something that would get through to her. “People will come that will take Avi away from Adrian. Please. Come back to the car.”
 
“Avi!”

In a wild flourish, the Jay lifted off the end of the table and flapped away into the forest. Avianna was disappointed that Adrian had frightened off her friend before they could finish their conversation.

Then suddenly, everything went dark!

“Relax! Relax! It’s me! Adrian!” her human friend was calling out to her as she flailed against the sudden darkness. “Hold still. Please. Let me help you.”

Finally, she could see once again ... and what she saw was worth having her conversation with her winged friend interrupted. Adrian's top half was exposed, and it was a marvelous top half indeed.

“Avi. Please don’t run off like that,” he told her as her gaze wandered all about his tone, muscular torso. “You scared me.”

Avianna reached a hand up slowly, her index finger extended. She wanted to trace the crevices between Adrian's rolling muscles much as he had the ridges of her wing tattoos.

But he was looking around with a desperate expression, telling her, “Listen, I don’t have time to explain, but if we don’t leave right now, there will be trouble.”

"Adrian is pretty," she said, letting her fingertip find his six pack abs, causing him to flinch slightly. She giggled, looking up into his eyes, asking, "Tickle?"

“People will come that will take Avi away from Adrian,” he warned her. “Please. Come back to the car.”

"Avi?" she asked with a tone of uncertainty. No one had ever called her that, and it took a moment for her to understand that Adrian was referring to her by a shorter version of her name. She smiled wide and assuming she was doing it right, too, said, "Addie."

He was hustling her away from the picnic area, and Avianna just went along, repeating again as it seemed fun, "Addie. Addie."

There seemed to have been a sudden breeze as her legs were suddenly covered with goose bumps. Looking down, she would see that Adrian's shirt was barely long enough on her to hide her firm, tight, round butt and what she one day soon would learn was called a pussy.

She would also noticed that while one of Adrian's hands was on her, hurrying her along, the other was grasping the front of the tee, trying to pull it down in front of her, hiding that thing some called a pussy.

She didn't quite understand what all the fuss was about, of course. After all, it was just part of her body. She remembered seeing four female human hikers all remove their clothes once and jump into the Cool Pool. She'd heard one of them call it skinny dipping, which she hadn't understood at the time because they were doing more than just dipping and not all of them were skinny.

But they were each beautiful in their way, and they each had that pussy thing, just like Avianna. But they hadn't put any effort in hiding theirs, like Adrian was trying to do now. It confused her, and yet, she reached both of her hands down to the hem of the tee to pull it down as she looked into Adrian's face with a wide smile and said with excitement again, "Addie."

Before she knew it, Avianna was once again back in the front passenger seat, buckled in, while Adrian was gathering up her dress and stuffing it into the back seat. When he finally got back into his own seat, his playfully ignorant traveling partner was raising the tee shirt up to her belly button, then pulling it down, then up and down again, each time teasing, "Skinny dipping! Skinny dipping!"
 
“Addie? Sure why not. Addie.” Oddly enough he kinda liked it, but that could have had more to do with the source of the nickname than it’s inherent merits. He did his best to ignore her wandering finger as he tried to impress upon her the gravity of their situation, but it was sending chills up his spine.

Assuming the woman he had seen was calling for the police and not a pizza, Adrian figured they only had a few minutes to vacate the area. He was glad when she seemed to clue in at least a little and began holding down the hem of his shirt. Good god. Was it possible she was even sexier partially clothed?

He was thrilled when she seemed a bit more compliant this time climbing into the car and getting settled. “Ok Avi, let’s get moving again shall we? Can I call you Avi?” The car pulled out of the lot and back onto the highway. Thankfully it was only about another ten minutes to his apartment.

“If you start to feel...bad again, just let me know ok. We can pull over if…”

"Skinny dipping! Skinny dipping!" The matra started. Oh good lord, what was it going to be now. Jesus Christ! Adrian looked over just in time to see Avianna lifting the front of his shirt, putting herself on full display. Her body was perfectly hairless, and where her thighs met a perfect little mound drew his eyes. Shit!

Snapping his eyes back to the road, he tried to concentrate. But it was nearly impossible to resist the urge to take an occasional peek. There was not an ounce of shame or embarrassment in her. As if flashing herself to a man she had technically just met was a perfectly normal thing to do. Eyes on the road ‘Addie’.

“Avi. That’s very distracting. I need to keep my eyes on the road.” But she continued her game. The blast of a horn made Adrian aware he had been looking too long again and had nearly run someone off the road. “Avi!” he said louder, and reached over to push the shirt back down into her lap.

This had the unconsidered side effect of putting his hand on her upper thigh, and now that it was there, part of him was reluctant to move it. His rational brain told him, unconvincingly, that it was to keep her from lifting the shirt again, but that didn’t explain why his thumb was now gently stroking the smooth skin of her thigh.
 
“Avi...”

She ignored his chastising, not fully understanding what she was doing wrong. But when he clutched her hand and his tee and held it down, she finally understood what he meant.

She pushed her lower lip out in a little pout, a seemingly universal symbol whether you were a human or a ... a whatever she was. There really wasn't a name for her and her kind, although eventually, once her wings had become a fact to them, someone would offer the word fairy and it would stick.

Looking down at the hand upon her thigh, Avianna grasped it and squeezed it. She was being friendly, of course, but the effect was to maintain Adrian's touch on her thigh, just an inch from that one part of a woman that an unfamiliar man shouldn't just freely touch.

She didn't mind and, in fact, kind of liked it. Just as with his tracing her wing tattoos, there was something ... pleasurable about having his hand there where it was. As a devilish smirk spread her lips, she flashed herself just a bit one more time and whispered one last time with a giggle, "Skinny dipping."

Avianna released her hold on Adrian's hand to once again play with the radio. She had only pressed the Scan button two or three times before she hit a local college's radio station that was playing a recording of music from The Lord of the Rings called Middle Earth Rivendell. The first sound to explode from the car's speakers was the tweeting of a bird, then joined by the most heavenly sound Avianna had ever heard come from someone other than a bird.

Her her mouth fell open, then formed a delighted smile as she looked to Adrian and whispered in absolute awe, "Beautiful ... yes?"

Finally, Avianna settled peacefully back into her seat, looking out at the slow transition of forest to suburbs to downtown. Even though her beloved forest was falling farther and farther away, she remained relatively calm for the remainder of the ride.
 
Her hand on his was a welcome addition. It seemed to calm both of them. It somehow tempered her restlessness while easing his stress. When she squeezed his hand he squeezed back.

"Skinny dipping" she giggled one more time.

"Avi, stop!" But this time he was laughing as well, bouncing his hand on her leg. When she settled on the music laced with the sounds of the forest he nodded in agreement. "It is beautiful. Almost magical." He gave her hand another squeeze.

He worried as she grew quiet. Forest giving way to wooded suburbs then quickly to urban sprawl. Adrian gave her a concerned glance. "Don't worry. I'm just a five minute walk from the park. You'll like it there. " His voice sounded sure but his heart had its doubts.

In short order, he navigated the narrow streets, and pulled into the underground garage. "We're here. I'm on the tenth floor. You can see a lot of the city from my living room."

It took some coaxing to get her out of the car, her discomfort obvious. He put an arm around her and rubbed her shoulder. "Let's get you upstairs. I'll find you some clothes, and then I need a shower." He gave her his best reassuring smile.

The elevator ride was fairly quick, limiting their exposure to the horrible musac the building still insisted on playing. Adrian's apartment was at the end of the hall. Spacious but affordable by city standards which meant slightly bigger than a Walmart dressing room and way too expensive.

The door opened into an admittedly large living room, separated from a much smaller kitchen by a half wall. Other than the closet by the front door, there was only one other door that led into Adrian's bedroom. A door off the bedroom led into a bathroom that was small but not cramped.

It was fairly neat, with furniture chosen more for comfort than style, but it was all clean and relatively new. He took a while to show her around. Then dug through his dresser and pulled out a pair of sweats and a t-shirt, laying them out on the bed.

"I'll give you some privacy and you can put these on. I'm just going to go in the shower really quick and then I'll be right back, I promise." With one last smile he slipped into the bathroom, ran the water briefly, then spent a couple of minutes just letting the warm water run down his back. It had been a stressful afternoon.
 
Avianna's calm came to a gradual end as the natural was replaced by positively unnatural. The parking garage was the first place she'd ever been where there was absolutely no sign of nature: no earth, no water, no sky.

Of course, the elevator didn't make things any better, and Avianna had to close her eyes and clutch Adrian's body before he was even able to persuade her to enter it. Her eyes remained closed until he announced that they were in his apartment, and once there she ran quickly to the window simply to see the sky.

Adrian found her some clothes, telling her, "I'll give you some privacy and you can put these on. I'm just going to go in the shower really quick and then I'll be right back, I promise."

She didn't understand the concept of privacy, of course, and before he could even turn for the bathroom, Avianna had stripped the tee shirt off over her head, tossing it playfully at him as she grabbed up the cotton sweat bottoms and said with excitement, "Soft! Avianna likes soft."

She stood there for a long moment studying the bottoms, trying to understand precisely how one wore them. She looked to Adrian, specifically his slacks, looked to the sweats, look to him yet again, and then finally slipped in a foot, then the other.

And the entire time, of course, she'd been standing there naked before Adrian without shame or concerns of modesty. Avianna understood the tee shirt by now, yet put it on backwards. It didn't feel right. She reached up and grasped her large breasts, shifting them around within the tight fitting cotton, telling him, "Avianna not like."

Adrian corrected her problem, and after again exposing her wondrous, glorious, gravity defying D-cups to him for the third time, she had the tee on correct side front. Still, she reached to her big tits again, shifting them around before shaking her head in disapproval.

All of the jostling had caused her nipples to swell up to the size of Hershey kisses.

She was alone for a bit after that, and like the tight fitting top, Avianna didn't like that either. She wandered about the apartment, inspecting just about everything: furniture, dishware, remote controls, posters on the walls, Adrian's dresser drawers, everything

It was very disconcerting that no where in the apartment did she find anything alive other than a couple of cockroaches that fell out from between layers of the paper towels when she spun the dispenser. Ironically, she clapped her hands at the sight of them scurrying off. She giggle and cheered for them, "Run, run!"

When Adrian finished with his shower, Avianna was back at the windows looking out upon the few examples of nature within sight, a half dozen trees, a wall of English Ivy, and the runaway weeds in the innumerable cracks in the sidewalks.

The only animal life seemed to be a flock of doves rising from the pavement and then landing again when people walked too near them or even shooed them away. She would learn later that in the city they were called pigeons, and while some people fed them bread and seeds and such, many people referred to them as flying rats, which Avianna would find giggle worthy.

"Go park, go park, go park!" she began chanting as soon as Adrian made himself available. "Avi and Addie go park!"

Just then her stomach rumbled and she donned an expression of discomfort. She offered instead, "Avianna eat first?"
 
Getting Avi into some clothes had been an exercise in self control. She had stripped at the first opportunity, somewhat defeating the purpose of finding her something to cover up. She was oblivious to how uncomfortable her naked body made him.

Uncomfortable? That was a nice way of putting it. He was horny. Every time she flaunted her naked body, seemingly without a thought, it was nearly killing him. The desire to touch her in the most inappropriate ways was getting harder and harder to resist.

That wasn't the only thing getting harder. As his mind had lingered on the angelic little sprite who had inserted herself in his life, his dick had taken the initiative to prepare itself for whatever fantasy scenario was lingering in the back of Adrian's mind. It stood straight out from his hips almost begging for attention.

The lack of self control made him feel ashamed. He tried to ignore it as he quickly lathered his whole body. But eventually he had to clean there as well, and he shuddered involuntarily when his slippery hand slid across his shaft.

It was quick. Somewhat ruined by the immediate feeling of regret, but at least he wouldn't have a raging hard on when he came out of the shower. Luckily, she was not in the bedroom, allowing him to dress in peace. He wasn't sure he could handle being naked with her in the room and maintain his gentlemanly composure.

Finding her at the window was no surprise, nor was her immediate chanting to go to the park. He was already starting to think she hated it here. Like keeping a wild animal in a cage, it didn’t matter how diligently you cared for it, it was still wrong.

“Yes! Park!” He said with as much enthusiasm as he could manage to put in his voice. “We have a couple of hours till sundown. We probably shouldn’t stay too much later than that.” He grabbed his keys and motioned to the door.
 
“Yes! Park!” Adrian agreed.

Avianna literally bounced on her toes at the thought of getting back out in the forest.

“We have a couple of hours till sundown. We probably shouldn’t stay too much later than that.”

Her bouncing ceased suddenly as she remembered what happens to her at dark. Avianna didn't know if she had the ability to not deploy her wings when darkness came because she'd never tried to prevent it. It wasn't as if she was embarrassed to have wings, of course. It was just that she didn't know if she wanted Adrian -- let alone strangers! to see her with them.

As they headed for the door, Avianna noticed a long rain coat hanging from a hook on the wall. She snagged it, saying innocently, "Bring with."

She wasn't eager to get back into the box that had magically brought them up from the ground to the sky again, so she begged Adrian for another way. That was how she learned what stairs were. Ten floors of stairs! But for Avianna, it was better than that traveling box any day.

Down on the street, Avianna got a new treat for her senses: people. She'd only ever seen people mostly from afar. Oh, sure, she'd inconspicuously peeped on a group of female skinny dippers and she'd flittered through the tree tops following hikers and then there was the fugitive and all the uniformed people with dogs looking for him.

But other than those people and the other couple of dozen nature lovers that she'd never once even spoken to, this, the city, was unbelievable. There were so many of them, and they were old and young, tall and short, skinny and fat, and came in many of the colors and shades of the rainbow; there were males and females and sometimes people whose gender was ... questionable at best.

And their clothes and their hair and their face paint! Oh, and tattoos! There were tattoos, though, no one had any like Avianna did. She startled one man when she jumped over close to him and asked in her broken English if the little guy on his forearm came alive at night.

"Yosemite Sam? Come alive?" he responded with a questioning tone. He looked to Adrian and said, "Man, whatever she's taking, I'd like some."

They went on, and Avianna's stomach again reminded her that she hadn't eaten anything since this morning and that food she'd puked up all over Adrian's car's floor mat. She grabbed her host and soul mate by the arm, pulling him close as she begged, "Eat?"
 
The stairs were an unwelcome surprise, but seeing Avianna’s mode brighten when they got outside made it all worth the effort. She mostly refrained from acting like a crazy person, instead landing somewhere between eccentric and quirky.

“Oh! I’m sorry! I forgot.” Her plea for food reminds him that she had already asked once before. But she had seemed so eager to get outside, this was probably best anyway. “Come on. I know just the thing.”

They walk a few minutes further and the wall of trees ahead marks the entrance to the park, seeming almost out of place among the concrete and steel. “Hang on now!” Adrian says putting an arm around her, assuming she is likely to bolt for the trees at first site. “You said you were hungry.”

Taking a sharp left and walking to the end of the large parking lot, Adrian leads her to a large colorful truck from which all manner of smells emanate. “I give you! Tacos!”
 
“Hang on now!”

Adrian had made the right call in containing Avianna when they crossed the street to toward the park. She'd been about to run into the woods to begin searching for the food she so desperately needed: mushrooms, roots, fern sprouts, berries.

Instead he lead her to a truck, announcing, “I give you! Tacos!”

"Tacos," Avianna repeated, smiling at the new word. "Tacos!"

He explained some of the options, then ordered. But when she took the folded shell inside a folded piece of paper, she sniffed at it and grimaced at the smell of cook animal. Her eyes glazed over with sadness as she dropped the meal onto the sidewalk, saying, "Dead. Is dead."

The conversation that resulted led to an understanding that Avianna was a vegetarian, and -- overhearing the pair and their strange conversation -- the vendor produced a taco shell filled with lettuce, tomatoes, jalapenos, onions, and herbs that most people didn't even know he kept in the truck.

"Like!" Avianna pronounced after biting into the shell. She didn't quite understand was would happen if she just bit willy nilly into the taco, and much of it spilled out of the paper onto the pavement. But she only giggled and delved in a bit more carefully as the vendor promised her a second one to make up for what she'd spilled. In between bites, she announced, "Fun food. Avi likes."
 
"Dead! Is dead."

Adrian stood utterly confused as she dumped her food on the ground. When she was eventually able to make him understand she didn't eat meat, somehow it felt like it made sense and he should have thought of it beforehand.

He made his apologies to the vendor, but he had already begun preparing her an alternate option. Adrian made sure to clean up the mess and gave a tip that was nearly fifty percent of the total bill.

"You feeling better now? What do you say we go see the ducks?"
 
"You feeling better now?" Adrian asked after Avianna was into her second vegetarian taco. She nodded her head excitedly, after which he asked, "What do you say we go see the ducks?"

Again, more excitement. She grasped his hand and led him away quickly, already fully aware of which way to go because she could smell the water and hear the waterfowl and frogs and other creatures, even if Adrian and the others couldn't over the sound of the street traffic.

Once at the water, she paused with a confused expression on her face. Sure, it was a pond and sure it had ducks and such and sure it was surrounded by trees. But it wasn't very natural. She looked to Adrian with her bottom lip out for a moment, but quickly got passed it as she reached for the waist band of her sweats, about to take them off.

"Skinny dipping, yes?" she asked excitedly. "Addie, too?"
 
"No!" Adrian almost screamed, darting forward to grab her hands. "Sorry. no." He repeated much more quietly, a note of apology in his voice. "In the city, we always wear our clothes when we are outside. "

Out of the corner of his eye he sees the two joggers now eyeing them suspiciously. What must this look like? The last thing they needed was someone coming to Avi's rescue from the abusive man restraining her. Adrian moved closer and let his arms slide around her waist.

Please let her be calm, he thought to himself. He frankly didn't know how she would react to the more intimate contact, but if she allowed the embrace the onlookers would hopefully be appeased. He hadn't considered his own reaction. "What do you say we find someplace a little more quiet?"
 
"No!" Adrian almost screamed.

His reaction to what she thought was just a normal reaction to finding the pond startled Avianna, but she settled in an instant as Adrian's arms went around her waist. Her reaction to his reaction was to wrap her own arms around him and hug him tightly as she giggled happily.

She was suddenly back to that morning when he'd been lost in the forest and she'd cuddled up against him between the massive roots of a tree, increasing her body temperature to keep him warm through the night. Without thinking about it, she raised her temperature a few degrees now as they held each other. Would he notice? Would he wonder? As the heat from her impressive bosom rose against his muscular chest, he must feel something, right?

He asked, "What do you say we find someplace a little more quiet?"

"Addie and Avi, sitting in a tree," she responded sing song-like.

She had no idea what it meant; she'd heard a female member of a group of teen hikers say it to a pair of other similarly aged hikers when the former caught the latter hiding in the bushes. They'd been holding each other like Avianna and Adrian were now, only they're hands had been moving all up and down and around each other while their mouths pressed together as well.

Avianna hadn't understood it all at the time, but sitting in a tree above them, she'd thought it looked strangely enjoyable. Now, holding her soul mate against her, Avianna wanted to press her mouth against his to see what that had all been about. She didn't, though. She'd already done so much that apparently she wasn't supposed to do that she decided to wait until the two of them were in private, in Adrian's apartment maybe, before she embarrassed him by crossing some unseen line.

"Yes, quiet," she whispered, enjoying the embrace.
 
So flushed he was almost sweating, he felt hot everywhere Avianna's body pressed up against his own like in some horrible romantic story. What was it that had such an effect on him?

As much as he wanted to enjoy the moment he thought it more prudent to get her somewhere less public where he could give her some ground rules. Taking her hand they walked the path slowly. "I know this is all strange, but don't worry. I'll teach you. You'll figure it out in no time."

Before long, a small trail led into a wooded area. Adrian would think twice about following it late at night, but the junkies and hookers tended to avoid the park in the daytime. They did not go far, but the trees and bushes gave a measure of privacy.

"This should be a bit more relaxing." He said, turning toward her. And even though it had not been his original intention, he found his arms sliding around her waist again.
 
Avianna returned the hug again, pressing one side of her face to Adrian's chest as she pulled him tight again. After a long moment of just sharing her inhuman heat with him, she stood on her toes to put her mouth close to his and asked, "Why people press lips?"
 
Why? That was a good question. Why? How did someone explain love? But people who were not in love kissed all the time. Was it just because it felt good? But why did it feel good? Mechanically, it was kind of a gross process really.

His mind was a jumble. Thoughts spinning amongst the whirlwind of unfamiliar feelings and sensations. Her smell filled his nostrils, andhe could feel every shift of her chest as it was composed against him. Hyper-aware.

"It's hard to explain...I can't really... you... they... just"

Her eyes never left his ass he stumbled for an explanation, and he was lost.
"Uhhhgh!" He groaned in exasperation at the words that wouldn't come. "Here!"

Adrian shut out all of the noise from his rational brain and just leaned forward and kissed her.
 
"Uhhhgh! Here!" Adrian said after fumbling for an explanation behind the motivation for kissing.

Avianna flinched and pulled back at the sudden and unexpected feel of his lips on hers. She hadn't been expecting him to actually kiss her.

But she smiled, giggled, and said, "Sorry. Addie scare. Try again."

She poked her head out toward him and pursed her lips, looking like a first grade girl daring a classmate to kiss her. She didn't know what to expect, nor did she know how to do it. But she was a fast learner, and she would just mimic whatever Adrian did, assuming he gave it another shot.
 
DUMBASS! What were you thinking, Adrian? When she jerked her head back it was like a slap in the face. A stinging rejection that left him feeling like an ass.

But she smiled, giggled, and said, "Sorry. Addie scare. Try again."

He was much more reluctant this time. Completely unsure of himself. Leaning in slowly, the kiss was very tentative this time. He had more time to savor the moment though. In an odd flight of thought, he tasted sriracha on her lips. Remnants of the tacos they had eaten earlier.

She did not immediately pull away. He kissed her again, long and lingering. His face felt hot, and he couldn’t help pulling her in closer, and seemingly of its own accord, his tongue began to probe for hers.
 
Am I allowed to interrupt? More! More!


DUMBASS! What were you thinking, Adrian? When she jerked her head back it was like a slap in the face. A stinging rejection that left him feeling like an ass.

But she smiled, giggled, and said, "Sorry. Addie scare. Try again."

He was much more reluctant this time. Completely unsure of himself. Leaning in slowly, the kiss was very tentative this time. He had more time to savor the moment though. In an odd flight of thought, he tasted sriracha on her lips. Remnants of the tacos they had eaten earlier.

She did not immediately pull away. He kissed her again, long and lingering. His face felt hot, and he couldn’t help pulling her in closer, and seemingly of its own accord, his tongue began to probe for hers.
 
What Avianna experienced over the next couple of minutes was simply the most spectacular thing to happen to her since the first time she'd met Adrian oh so long ago.

She matched the movements and feel of his lips with her own, pursing, pressing, licking to wet them, allowing them to part a bit, then more; when his tongue touched her, Avianna flinched a bit again, then giggled, then reached her tongue out to touch his lips, then his tongue as their mouths opened wider, their heads tilted, and their lips pressed together more firmly.

And without knowing she was doing it, Avianna had also slipped her hands up Adrian's back to his shoulders to pull the two of them more tightly to one another. Her impressive breasts squished against his muscular chest, the extra heat surely being felt against his torso.

The embrace and passion only ended when a crow on a branch less than 10 feet away suddenly let out a caw, caw, caw that startled Avianna, making her pull her face from Adrian's before laughing ... and blushing a fiery red.
 
It took Adrian a moment to catch his breath. The passion with which she'd returned his kiss was a shock. The feel of her chest pressed against him was intoxicating, and when her arms pulled him in tighter he felt an ache between his legs that embarrassed him a little.

Not particularly experienced, the intimacy of the moment had his head swimming. Desperate to break the silence he gave the crow a sidelong glance. "Thanks a lot buddy." But he was smiling when he looked back at her.

God, look at her. So small. Seemingly so innocent. But with a body that was undeniably worthy of a man's lustful thoughts. Adrian had plenty of those right now, and he wasn't sure he liked it. He was afraid he was pushing himself on this innocent girl.

He looked down, blushing. "Anyway, hopefully that helped you see why people kiss. It's… it's pretty great, right?" He finished with an embarrassed chuckle.

"What do you want to do next? "
 
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