Moonlight Sonata

[afternooner]

Kurt

Still in a playfull mood after they had danced a few steps Kurt looked Quizically at Anna.

"Whos leading here anyway"?

He was remembering how they had learned to dance together and at first having a hard time with it took turns leading. They always had a dance or two for each other even when they brought dates to the same dance or party.

She responded by kicking of her shoes and standing on his feet retorted

"Go for it big guy."

He pulled her closer knowing she couldn't back away, feeling the warmth of her body against his.

No he didn't want to go back to rehearsal this sonn He wanted this dance to continue all afternoon. She felt so good in his arms.

The telephone reminded them of their commmitments.

Anna answered it saying they'd be right there

"Rehearsal"

they both said looking sheepishly at each other, feeling caught out.

During the drive back Kurt aksed Anna what her plans were for the evening. When she didn't answer right away he reached over and squeezed her hand

look, if I'm crowding you just say so, I just ...well I just ....enjoy your company ...like maybe....... I can't live without you!

The last he had said dramaticly, his free hand clutching his chest his eyes emploring and after he said it, he began to wonder about it maybe there was a little truth in what he said.

 

[soliloquy]

Anna laughed at his campy remark. "I am sure that you could live without me. You had done so well without me before." They laughed, but Anna couldn't help but wonder if he took that the wrong way.

Rehearsal went well, and most of the blocking for Act One actually looked polished by the end of the day. Kurt and Anna walked out to the parking lot together.

"I think people are already talking. I bet they're saying I gave you the job because you did me." She laughed.

"Well, they'd be wrong. You hired me because you missed me so much."

She hit him playfully on the shoulder. "I hired you because you were the best." Silence.

"So, what do you want to do tonight? I'm up for anything. Adrenaline rush. I think Chealsea said there was a get-together at her place...do you want to go?"

 

[afternooner]

Kurt

"Id like that. It would be good for me to mix with some of the old gang. But you know I've sort of been out of circulation. I hope they wont think I'm a bore. He looked for her approval and she smiled compasionately.

It's been that way for me too.

Kurt wondered if maybe her relationship with Franklin had put a crimp in her social life because she seemed so anxious about going, even after a day of rehearsal.

On the way home he thought about what she had said about people talking. He hadn't even really thought about 'doing her' he couldn't even think of it that way. Even though he felt the familiar stirrings when they were close together, he never thought of 'doing her'. He shook the idea from his head and thought instead about the party. He knew they'd have fun they always did before. Both gregarious in their own way, him maybe a little more reserved but then she always seemed to draw him out into the crowd. he found himself getting excited about it, trying to figure out who would be there and ..... oh my god he thought.

What should he wear he had no idea what kind of party this was going to be and he didn't want to stick out like a sore thumb. He stopped at a convenience store and rang Annas apartment

The phone rang several times, Kurt almost hung up and then

Hello, Trawler residence.

"Hi sorry to bother you but I haven't the foggiest Idea of what to wear tonite. give me a few clues like maybe what yo're wearing"

"Nothing right now, I got out of the shower to answer this damn phone.

"Oops"

 

[soliloquy]

Anna laughed. "No big. Just dress casual. I am just wearing khakis and a tank top. Chealsea's always the casual type, anyway."

"Okay." There was a pause.

"We don't have to go if you're uncomfortable, Kurt."

"No, I want to go...I was just thinking."

"Okay. Are we just going to meet there?" She was hoping he would pick her up.

"No, I'll pick you up. I know how you hate to drive."

"Thanks, hon. I'll see you in two hours then?"

"Sure, see you then."

Anna hung up the phone. She stared at it awhile, wondering why she felt that leap inside when she heard his voice. She shrugged it off and began to get ready. She dressed in her khakis and leopard print tank top, and then fooled with her hair. Damn curly mess. She finally blew it dry straight, which took up more than an hour of her time. She was just finishing up her makeup when Kurt arrived.

He looked handsome in his khakis and black t-shirt. "Looking good." She whistled; he laughed.

 

[afternooner]

Kurt

He was restless. Was he that excited about the party. He never usually got that way except... of course if Anna was going to be there , and tonight she was going with him... a date, well maybe not they were just going together.

He laughed at his confusion And walked out to the garden to relax. His aunt had created the most beautifull rose garden. He cut off a dozen long stemmed roses, deep dark red ones and wrapping them in tissue paper took them with him.

"Looking good yourself"

He answered, as he met her at the door. He noticed her hair, soft and silky. cascading down around her shoulders., He handed her the roses grining.

Her hand touched his momentarily and he saw her eyes soften. he felt it in her hand also this
softening as if she wanted to continue touching this way, sharing a connection so slight, yet
gently urging them toward something more.

 

[soliloquy]

"Chelsea!" Anna hugged her in greeting. "Gosh, it's been too long! What's going on?"

Anna noticed as they chatted that Chelsea was eyeing Kurt favorably. Jealousy shot through her, but she had noticed that look in his eye when he was looking at her. It was like he was handing her roses all over again. She couldn't help but touch him, hold his hand, and the like.

Anna grabbed the pitcher of margarita and poured herself and Kurt each a glass. They all sat and talked and got caught up in memories. Soon, most were tipsy, and Anna was headed for drunk. Soon she noticed that her glass had been taken away from her.

As was typical, the conversation quickly turned to sex. Being in the companionship of so many attractive people, it was hard to not respond physically to the topic at hand. She looked at Kurt once, smiling, and she laid her hand on his.

Amazing how soft such strong hands could be.

"Anna?" She finally heard her name. "Oh, sorry?"

"You off in dream land?" Chelsea giggled.

"I guess so," Anna blushed. It was getting awfully hot, and she needed some air. "I am just going to go out on the porch for a cigarette."

She got to the porch and lit a cigarette. Chelsea came out to join her.

"So, you and Kurt? He was so quiet in high school."

"We're friends, Chels."


"Uh-huh" Chelsea elbowed her in the ribs.

"I don't know what we are...but I think we will be finding out sooner than I thought."

"What about Franklin?" Franklin had been a part of the group for a long time, but with the recent breakup, he had separated himself all together.

"Franklin did the man thing and found a younger, skinnier woman with bigger tits. I caught them in his office. So cliche, boss fucking the secretary." Somehow she once again had a margarita in hand and was gulping down the memories.

"Hey, Kurt seems like he's turned out real nice."

"Well, we'll just have to see how long it takes a lamb to reveal the wolf inside." Chelsea stared at her and soon they were laughing at Anna's drunken profound thought.

She looked in through the window and saw Kurt looking out at them. God, she hoped he couldn't hear through that window. But my, how sexy he looked. She turned back to Chelsea. "I am having dangerous thoughts. I gotta quit that shit." Anna really only cussed when she was drunk.

She looked back at the window and he was gone. Her heart leapt in worry. Where had he gone?

 

[afternooner]

Kurt

Looking out the window Kurt saw Anna with Chelsea on the porch. Good, he thought, the fresh air would be good for her. He went into the kitchen to make some coffee. He was driving and though he only had one margerita Chelsea believed in making them strong.

He met Doug, Chelseas current in the doorway and struck up a conversation with him. The topic turned to sex and Doug asked him if him and Anna were a pair.

"I dont kow exactly what you mean by that"

"Well duh, are you and her doing each other"

"Hey guy, It's none of your business".

"Dont get bent, buddy."

Doug put his arm aroundKurts shoulder as if to appoligise for his crude behavior.

"It's just that she's a friend of Chels and we dont want to see her hurt. You heard about Franklin, no doubt."

Kurt said he hadn't and Doug told him about Franklin screwing his secretary right under Annas nose.

"Dont you be doing that bro he punched Kurt in the arm and walked out to find Chelsea.

Kurt made some coffee and then went to see how Anna was doing, worrying about her condition. He met Chelsea coming in from the porch and she gave him a wink and motioned towards Anna sitting alone outside.

"Hows my girl?"

She smiled weakly at him.

"Nnot so good, I'm kinda drunk

He took her hand. "

I made some coffe but if you want to go now, the partys about over any way.

"My knight in shining armor".

"my maiden in distress"

The y giggled.Some how he couldn't be mad at her feeling instead a need to take care of her. She slumped against him a little pout on her face "

You still love me, handsome."

Her eyes looked in his for confirmation.

Of course I do my princess. he kissed her forehead and then brushed her lips with his.

She leaned into him her mouth full on his her eyes closed.

"Later, babe,right now Iv'e got to get you home

"Your place or mine" she giggled.

In the car kurt thought maybe his place would be best. he didn't want to leave her alone and thought about the stairs they'd have to climb at hers.

"I gotta pee!" she announced as they staggered through the door. Kurt led her to the bathroom and stood outside the door.

He heard the shower running and hoped that she could manage that by herself and shouted
"Theres a robe behind the door."

Making coffe he thought about what Doug had said. Here they were together alone and Anna so vulnerable.

'Doing her'

It hadn't even entered his mind... well maybe he thought once or twice when he felt really close to her, about how it would be if they were lovers but not in the sense that he had plans for that to happen.

Right now all he wanted to do was help her through the night what ever that would mean.

She came out of the shower her long hair wet and curly his robe engulfing her. She weemed a little steadier on her feet and as she slumped into a cahir he handed her a steaming cup of coffee.

"Hows my maiden in distress? he said softly any more dragons that need slaying?"

 

[soliloquy]

Anna giggled. "Probably the monster hangover I will have in the morning." She sipped her coffee and stared intently at Kurt. "They think we're sleeping together, you know." He nodded.

Anna set the coffee on the table and rose to walk over to Kurt's side. She sank to her knees and pulled his head down to hers. They kissed lightly and her hand traced up his inner thigh. This was what she wanted, wasn't it?

Suddenly, Kurt pulled away. "Not like this, Anna. Not when you are drunk." She turned her head away, embarrassed and hurt.

He stroked her hair and she flinched. She just wanted to pass out. She strolled over to the couch and lay down, curling up into a ball.

"Anna, I didn't mean..."

"No, you're right. We shouldn't" Her voice was colder than she had intended. She knew deep down what he meant, but it sure felt like rejection to her. "Just go to bed, Kurt." She didn't want to see him at that moment, pitying her. She was sure he had heard about Franklin, and she didn't want his pity.

 

[afternooner]

Kurt

Kurt found a blanket and covered Anna. Sighing sadly as he had hoped the shower and hot coffee would have soberered her up and they could have talked, he stepped out on to the moonlit porch. A whipoowill was pouring his heart out to his mate not far away, which put Kurt in a bittersweet mood. He saw before him a future scene in which Anna and him would be lovers, sharing what they had now but adding to it, the physical and emotional feelings that lovers experience. He thought he was ready for this. He couldnt help but conpare again their sonata and that he was ready for the second movement adding passion to their already firm friendship.

Annas coldness hurt him, he had wanted to hold her tonight just to be with her caring for her like a friend but it seemed she was rejecting even his friendship, almost like she had taken a step backwards.

The whipoorwill had stopped calling. Had his mate found him and they were now together or had he given up and gone his own way looking for another.

Kurt took a breath of fresh night air and turned, heading back into the cottage. He went over to Anna and looking down at her sleeping figure he said softly to her, though he thought she was sound asleep.

"No, my sleeping beauty I will not give up and find another. You are much too precious to let go of."
he kissed her gently on the forehead before heading to his bedroom.

 

[soliloquy]

Anna awoke slowly, the intense hammering inside her head making it painful to rise. She finally did and went in search of pain killers. She looked in the guest bathroom and found none. She scoured the kitchen, careful to put everything back in its place. Finally, she crept into his bedroom, careful not to make a sound. She didn't want him to see her like this. She made her way into his bathroom and quickly found what she was looking for. She got three pills and made her way into the kitchen.

The sunlight coming from the window pained her further, and she quickly downed the pills, sans water. She scrambled to make some coffee and sat down to drink it. Suddenly, her fumbled pass and Kurt's rejection leapt into her mind. She had forgotten for a blissful few hours.

Anna was now embarrassed to be in his house, sipping his coffee. She clung to the robe that was her only attire. A tear escaped as she recounted the pass that she had made at him. She heard movement down the hall and brushed away her tear. Before he made it to the kitchen, she had poured him a mug of coffee and set it opposite her on the table. She diverted her eyes.

"Good morning." She was at a complete loss for the appropriate decorum for such a situation.

 

[afternooner]

Kurt

Noises from the kitchen and the smell of coffee woke kurt.The memory of last nights events went through his mind. He had been feeling a variety of feeling conbined with Annas obvious discomfort. He wished at first that he had taken her to her apartment insteads of bringing her home but in the end, after he tucked her in and had a chance to think things over, maybe this was the opportunity he was looking for. He thought again of the whip-poor-will last night and smiling to himself he resolved again to not give up. To pursue his feeling no matter where they led and what the reuslts of his efforts led to. He slipped into a robe and washed his face and brushed his teeth.

In the kitchen he found Anna hunched over the table obviously in pain. He saw that she had set a cup for him and picking it up he walked over behind her. He sipped his coffee and then set it beside hers on the table.

He brought his hands up, pulled the tangled mess of dark curls back from her neck and began to rub. she was so tense but as he rubbed she seemed to relax a little and he bent down and kissed her neck. Some how he felt that She didn't need his words of sympahty right now and so he whispered, trying to be casual.

"Penny for your thoughts."

 

[soliloquy]

Anna sank into the massage, enjoying the tenderness, but feeling awkward all the same.

Penny for your thoughts.

It was a mere whisper, but she heard the affection behind the words. Perhaps she hadn't screwed up. Tears welled in her eyes as she sought for an answer.

"Oh, just thinking of what a fool I was last night."

He laughed, she blushed. "You weren't being foolish Anna. You were just drunk. I don't want you to ever feel like I would take advantage of you."

She turned and smiled at him, the tears just spilling over the ledges of her lower eyelids. "Kiss me," she whispered.

Kurt pulled her up from the chair and into his arms. He pushed her hair back from her face and ran his fingers over the sides of her face. He stared deeply into her eyes and leaned in. Their lips brushed against one another and Anna sighed. She closed her eyes as their lips sank together and gently parted. Warmth spread through her body as his hand moved to the nape of her neck, and his tongue slipped out to trace her lips. Her body swayed and fell into his. Her hands were roaming through his hair and over his back as the gentle, loving kiss deepened.

This was magic. Music. Beauty and grace physicalized. It was like a choreographed number, every move leading into the next, every move purposeful but beautiful. Their tongues entangling were like two dancers, arm in arm, stepping through a foggy mist of lights and cigarette smoke.

They parted simultaneously, and it took a while for Anna to open her eyes. She looked at him, traced her finger over the lips that had so recently possessed her own, and then leaned her head on his shoulder as they held each other tightly, warmly.

 

[afternooner]

Kurt

Kurt found the answer he was searching for as they joined in a kiss that suddenly was so new, so diferent than any kiss that they had shared before.

Yes he was sure of it now, he loved her and every part of his being wanted to move forward with this love. Her kiss was not demanding nor was his. Just a new connection that complimented what they had before and yet opened up a path that they now could walk together. The parting of their lips was sharing too a motion together no one leading no one following. a continuation of a dance that they had started long ago.

He thought of all the wonderful new experiences they could share. He grined as his mind was so full that he could'nt think of where to start .

His grin continued as he looked at her and anounced I think breakfast is in order Lets go up town and do brunch. Some how he wanted to share with the world this new love he felt. He wanted to shout it from the rooftops.

 

[soliloquy]

Brunch was lovely and lively. They had a new rapport. She couldn't quit talking to him, telling him all about the years they had missed together. She couldn't seem to get enough of his conversation either. This was an entirely new realm for Anna. She wanted so much to know him as well as he knew himself.

He drove her to her apartment. It seemed like ages since she had been there. She unlocked the door and walked in as they joked about some people involved in the play. She laid her purse down on the table inside the door, and froze.

"What's wrong, Anna...oh."

Sitting on her living room couch was Franklin. He stood and looked them over; he seemed as shocked as they.

He recovered and walked to Kurt. "Long time, pal."

Anna just stood in amazement of this implausible turn of events as the two men shook hands.

"What are you doing here, Franklin?"

"Well, Anna, I think that is a matter of privacy." He glanced at Kurt.

"I-I'll just go." Kurt looked sad.

"No, you stay." Anna glared at Franklin. "There is nothing more to say, Frank."

He looked at her, and for a moment the sadness in his eyes made her sympathetic towards him. "Go, Franklin."

He made his way to the door and turned before he was out the door. "At least I know you took your time in getting over me." His cold sarcasm pushed Anna's buttons. She slammed the door in his face.

She ran into the bathroom before the tears could fall. Why the hell was God so cruelly ironic about His world?

 

[afternooner]

Kurt

Shocked, Kurt was immobile not knowing if he should leave or follow Anna into the bathroom, hoping he could comfort her. Yet she seemed more angy than hurt. Angry at herself or angry at Franklin.

Or at him, there was that possibility also. After all he had kept her out all night and then brought her home late in the morning maybe Franklin had worried about her, but why was he screwing that other woman.

Kurt was sure that Anna was through with him but he still had her key. Was she hoping he would come back, did she still love him even after what he had done.

Kurt he told himself, she's just your friend, you have no more ties than that right now. What you feel is just your loneliness. Love is more than just the need for companionship or sex. Just walk away man, your going somewhere you don't belong, you fool.

Then he thought of Anna, they were friends, right. Long before Franklin came along. He had a right to stand up for her as a friend. to comfort her if she was hurting or help her through her anger, even if it might be directed at him.

He drew in a deep breath and headed for the bathroom. Not even bothering to knock, he went inside. He found her sobbing seated on the toilet he pulled her up and into his arms.

"Remember this dear Anna what ever happens, first and last you are my friend."

 

[soliloquy]

Her sobs subsided upon hearing his words. She looked into his eyes and saw that he would always be her friend, no matter what happened between them. But she wanted more right now. So much more. She had been so fearful that Franklin's presence would drive Kurt away, but it only seemed to bring him into her arms.

She traced her fingertips over his face as she continued to gaze into his eyes. She ran her thumb over his bottom lip and gently pulled it apart from the top lip. She slowly allowed her mouth to ascended to his, and she began to kiss him with every emotion inside her. All her sadness, joy, passion, and hunger was powerfully portrayed in her kiss.

Her hands were grazing over his body lightly, exploring every nook and cranny. She was learning about him. She then realized that they were still in the bathroom. Not breaking the kiss, she began to lead them out of the bathroom and into the living room. She wanted to go into the bedroom, but wasn't sure that she should be so presumptuous. She knew this was going fast, and usually she was the one to slow things down. But Kurt had flipped her world upside down in a matter of days.

 

[afternooner]

Kurt

His heart was singing as he joined her in a kiss that seemed to last forever and somehow he found himself being pulled back into the living room, where their kisses continued, this time his mouth found the soft spot on her neck below her ear and suckled there a moment before retuning to her face to kiss her tearstained eyes her nose and then each cheak His hands came to her face olding it as if to make suere that it would stay there while he looked into her eyes Taking a deep breath he said quite loudly

"I love you Anna... I love you... I love you... I love you!"

Like the whip-poor-will he'd heard last nite he wanted to tell his new love how he felt in no uncertain terms. He picked her up and carried her across the threshold to her bedroom.

 

[soliloquy]

She felt herself being lowered to the bed and felt his weight upon her. She was blinded by the heat of their kiss, and her hands were hungry upon him. She was searching for his skin, and when her fingers found their way underneath his shirt, there was an electricity to the touch. They gasped simultaneously.

He sat back from her and pulled his shirt over his head as she did the same with hers. And then her hands were roaming over his chest and making their way to his belt. She began to unfasten it, and paused.

"Are we taking this too fast, Kurt?" She wasn't sure she cared, but she didn't want to wreck the best thing to enter her personal life in years. Her hand fell from the belt buckle and descended against his hardening bulge. She lightly ran her fingers over it, tracing it, outlining it.

He was looking in her eyes, as if he had to pull himself from the misty haze they had created in order to answer. Her caresses grew bolder as the silence intensified the situation.

 

[afternooner]

Kurt

Are we taking this too fast , Kurt?

He heard the question but unsure of how to answer, instead let her continue with her exploration. She alwasy had been the bold one jumping into deep water ahead of him and urging him to follow. But somehow now he felt it should be diferent. He didn't want her to do this just because she needed someone to be close to right now. He knew he could be close to her in other ways, as friends, like they had always been but this was different now he thought, he loved her and he wanted to share that love.

He wanted her Damn-it and his body was crying out its need for her so why did he hesitate, he wouldn't even need to say anything. If, he returned her caresses her doubts would vanish.

He looked into her eyes and knew he had to make the decision that would change their lives forever perhaps or maybe it would just be a continuation of this moonight sonota they had joined together in so long ago. He imagined he heard the music in the background the third stanza he thought a combination of the first two but much more of what each of them were searching for. His fingers unfastend her bra and he watched in wonder as her breasts came spilling out before him. before he burried his face into their softness he said.

No, Anna, if any thing we've been taking it much too slow."

 

[soliloquy]

She felt the soft lapping of his tongue and the moist brush of his lips against the curve of her breast. His mouth slowly made the journey to her nipple. When he at last captured the upturned bud in his mouth, she moaned.

"Yessssss, slow. Make love to me slow and sweet, Kurt."

Her hands tumbled over his back, belying her request for leisure. His mouth trailed from one breast to the other, and her body was a mass of delightful sensations. Like goosebumps from head to toe. She bent her head down to kiss the top of his head.

Her nipple being suckled in his mouth gently, she made short work of the fastenings of their lower garments. She brushed her hand up his chest to his chin, which she urged upwards. His tongue trailed a lazy path up her neck and over her chin, until their tongues were once again mingling, dancing together. As they kissed, they shed the last of their clothing, and found themselves lying on their sides next to one another. Never wanting to break the sumptuous kiss that consumed them.

As if thinking from one mind, their hands traveled down each other's torsos to their inner thighs. Anna gasped into Kurt's mouth. Just as her hand was just an air away from his manhood, the sound of the phone broke their reverie.

She pulled away from the kiss. He followed her, not allowing her to get too far. "Please let the machine get it Anna. I want more."

She didn't have to be asked twice. The phone rang in the background as she closed her hand around him and he moaned audibly.

"Hi folks! You've reached Anna, the work-a-holic. Leave a message and I promise I'll get back to you before the termination of the century."

Her hand was gently exploring the velvet steel beneath as she heard the beep and the message began.

Kurt kissed her.

"Anna, Franklin. I really need to talk to you...I don't know if you and Kurt are...well,...I don't know...but I know that I need..." She realized that the voice had stopped before she realized that Kurt was on top of her and his fingers were brushing the outer folds of her vagina.

He had turned it off. He broke their kiss and looked into her eyes, perhaps for hesitation. She only smiled at him and thrust her hips against his hand. Only a natural disaster could stop her now, and she wasn't so sure of even that.

 

[afternooner]

Kurt

Kurt turned the answering machine off.

He wasn't interested in Franklins needs, he had needs of his own. More needs than just his animal urge to have sex with Anna but his need to show her in the most complete way he could his love. His need to add to their longtime friendship, their trust, their compassion and playfull companionship, a new dimension to their relationship, love and the ultimate expression of that love, sex.

He thought of those words... love... sex... as he held himself suspended over her naked body her eyes looking up in expectation and desire, her dark curly hair spilling around her shoulders on the pillow, her mouth already formed for their next kiss. He felt the softness of her mound wanting to look down to see the same curly hair that he knew by his touch was there.

The tips of his fingers trembled against the supple folds guarding her vagina.

His other hand lay against one soft breast seeeming to sink into its softness yet in his palm the hardness of its nipple pressed up waiting.

His whole body was waiting. Waiting for his mind to accept the beauty and wonder that lay below him and allow it to move onward.

Yes, he told himself he was ready and knowing she was too he suddenly felt his mind relax. Relieved of the pressure of indicision it relaxed as he smiled and keeping his hands soft against her, rolled to the side.

Her hand remained on his erection softly holding him. They laid that way, the rest of their bodies just inches away from each other, their only connection was their hands ....untill some unknown force brought thier lips together in a lovers kiss.

 

[soliloquy]

Her windo was ajar, and the soft wind whistled through the opening as the sunlight seemed to peek out of small openings between the curtains as they swayed and billowed. His hand was tracing circles over the flesh at the juncture of her thighs as her thumb ran gently over the tip of his erection.

He kissed her gently, but passionately, lazily, but hungrily. They melded into one another as he parted the moist lips and explored beneath them. She moaned as if in relief, and her hand tightened around him a bit.

With Franklin, sex had been like a race to the finish line. It was always passionate and hurried and raw. But there was no tenderness. It seemed that Kurt, without even knowing this, was making up in one day, for what Franklin had lacked all that time.

Anna broke the kiss as she fondled him gently in her hand. "I think I'm falling in love with you, Kurt." He paused in his ministrations, and she wondered if this were too much for him so soon. "So, if that is too much, then we should stop now, before it gets more complicated. If it's not, please please don't stop."

 

[afternooner]

Kurt

I Think I'm fallig in love with you, Kurt

Kurt felt the cool breeze caress his face and thought about what she had just said.

I think.

He smiled happy to hear that she was indeed thinking and not just answering her bodies need for sex. That there was more that she needed. She needed him to show her that where they were going with these new feelings didn't have to become complicated. That because they had trust and compassion between them, this falling in love feeling would only be a compliment to what they allready had. That sharing these feelings in this special way would be an extension of the feelings they already shared,only another way of expressing this falling in love feeling.

He took the hand that had been holding her soft breast and traced a pattern across her lips as if to quiet her indecision. He kissed each eye untill giggling, she shut them and then he inched his body closer to hers."

"Make love with me, Anna."

" What we do tonight will live in my memory forever and I want it to have a very special meaning".

His hand that had been waiting for permission to move searched out the silky soft folds below them it found a heated portal. His fingers hesitated feeling drawn back and upward but wanting to explore more of this tender area. He cupped his hand holding for a moment her moistness and heat. Then his fingers spread. Threading their way through the curly hairs,.they found the ridge of her thighs and circled back around to the juncture of her lips.

She shuddered as as he probed the hood covering her tender button and then having exposed it to his touch swirled around it before continueing in its circular fashion back toward that precious portal. Kurt moaned as one finger cupping dove inside and drew out with it her liquid treasure.It spread this slickness around and in between the layers of flesh and moved the moisture toward the botton, moaning again he pressed his hand down hard and his other hand on the back of her head guided her mouth to his again.

 

[soliloquy]

As his hand and mouth claimed her, Anna felt the desire trailing from her core out to her extremeties. He back arched her hips up into his hand as he caressed her and drove her mad.

Their tongues seemed to imitate his actions. Anna threw her arms around him and brought his chest hard against her own. This wasn't a want anymore, but a need. She needed this communion, this physicalization of emotions. Their bodies were expressing their feelings better than any words could hope to.

His fingers curled inside her, brushing over the most sensitive of flesh, and she moaned uncontrollably. The sound of her voice in such a raw, animal expression struck her as funny. As he broke the kiss, she giggled.

"I've never done that before...you can thank yourself for that one, Kurt."

He only smiled at her and resumed his delightful exploration of her pussy. She felt the need to beg him to let her come, but there was something delectible about holding off. The intensity of this encounter was incredible...and she didn't want it to end so quickly.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm" she moaned. He kissed her again, and she felt as if her whole body was floating through the hot summer rain.

 

[afternooner]

Kurt

MMMmmmmmmmm

Her voice was like that of a murmuring brook slowly winding its way along in acquiesent pursuit of passion. Her body sang to the ripples created by his hands and mouth sending messages of promised pleasure just around the bend. Their journey continued like smooth water in the sunshine each touch, each contact one of itself yet blending one into the other,Until like coming to a pool their motion slowed and gently circled into the backwater of their passion blending, mixing, joining.

motionless now they felt the intensity subside knowing that all that was needed was a simple touch, a kiss, a look or maybe even just a word and they would be propelled back into the mainstream and rushing onward to ecstasy. For now they were content to float just on the surface, bouyed up by their resolve to make this time one that would remain forever in their memories.