Backseat Rhythm (closed)

[captainb]

Closed for CaptainB and Maid of Marvels. Read and remember...)
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The car was a work of art. Sure, it was older than he was. Sure, it had a few trails of rust forming along the bottom of its two large doors and outlining one wheelwell. Sure, it could be heard two blocks away as it rumbled through the trailer park. But to Nick Simmons, his ’75 Gran Torino was nothing short of priceless. He’d spent 2500 of his hard-earned dollars on the car (if you’re going to work at McDonald’s, you might as well have a goal in mind), and traded his weekends for the past year working on it in his cousin’s garage. The car was clean, wide off-white vinyl seats gleaming inside and the new paint job shining outside, a deep maroon lovingly hand polished so your reflection seemed to sink several inches deep. The rust? A few more weekends with fiberglass patches and the power sprayer would take care of that. The noise? It was a purr to Nick’s ears, and he liked to boast that the 400 cubic inch V8 could drive his car faster uphill than down.

He’d finally gotten permission to park it at school last week, and it had been pouring buckets yesterday when classes ended. She had been standing inside the front door of the high school, dubiously eying the buses lined up at the puddled curb. Nick had been in love with her for over a year, something that he was apparently the last to realize. Her friends recognized it though. She was popular, a natural beauty with a body as sharp as her mind. From time to time she dated a few of the guys who hung out in her clique, but he’d never heard any of them referred to as “boyfriend.” Still, they acted territorial, and he heard the snickers when he was caught staring at her from down the row of lockers, or when they teased her about it in plain sight of him. He'd transferred in two years back, a lean, quiet kid with a shock of dark curly hair and secondhand, but clean, clothes. She was friendly enough when they did talk in passing, but she never encouraged him. Still, she filled his dreams and her face distracted him during classes, although he’d never had the nerve to do anything about it. Until yesterday, when it was pouring buckets, and he’d stopped at the door next to her and they'd both watched the rain come down. It happened so quick…

“So, um, I’ll give you a ride home if you want.”

“Okay, thanks.”

And they’d talked as he drove her home, and she laughed at something he said (he had no clue what it was, but it didn’t matter), and she’d smiled right into his face when he pulled up in front of her parent's Victorian house with the wraparound porch, and he’d just gone for it before he could think and asked her if she wanted to go to the drive-in Friday night and she’d said sure! Sure! And he’d roared home in his beloved ’75 Gran Torino and spent the evening dusting the inside and cleaning the windows and wiping down the seats and vacuuming the floor and between the cushion cracks, and when the rain stopped later that evening he’d slapped on a fresh coat of wax even though it didn’t need it, then sat in front of the TV for an hour watching… something. He was going on a date with her! Suddenly, anything in the world seemed possible.

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Kimi Tremont

Kimi ran up the front walk, pausing under the shelter of the porch to wave before quickly disappearing inside. Despite her best efforts she was drenched, her hair hanging in sodden tendrils around her face.

A gale of laughter greeted her from the living room. Her younger brother Jeff was the insidious perpetrator, rolling on the couch and pointing. "A sheepdog. You look like a redheaded sheepdog."

"Oh shut up, child!" She retorted, sticking out her tongue.

"Good one, Kimi. Very mature. Leading by example again, I see." This last from her older and far superior sister, Deirdre. Even her name is snooty, Kim thought as she scrunched up her face and ran up the stairs to her room.

Reaching the sanctuary of her room, Kimi closed the door and locked it, replaying the scene with Nick over in her mind while she undressed. He was cute, she had to give him that -- and smart -- he was in most of her college prep classes. Not that she'd particularly taken notice, but the gang had pointed him out to her more than once. It had become kind of running joke over the past year or so. No matter where she was, or what she was doing, he never seemed to be far. Standing at a distance -- watching.

At first she'd laughed along with them, but after a while it just wasn't funny any more. He seemed a nice sort, always polite. Look at today for example -- offering a ride home rather than just leaving her to take the bus and walk home from the stop in the rain. Considerate. Even if it was just because he had a crush on her.

Dressed in a pair of plaid boxers and an over-sized tee, Kim slid her feet into her bunny slippers and stared at herself in the mirror. She wasn't beautiful. Far from it, she thought, wincing as she pulled a brush through her tangle of sodden curls. She used to think she looked like Little Orphan Annie when she was little. Well, til red hair became 'popular'. And until Jimmy said she looked like a red-headed sheepdog. These people in her house had a way of making her always feel a little less than perfect most of the time.

Maybe that's why she had accepted Nick's invitation to go to the movies. There was something about the way he looked at her that made her feel pretty. Not like the other boys who asked her out but only had one thing in mind. She always accepted, even let them try to get to first base, but she never gave out. Not that she didn't want to -- something just always held her back. Even her best friend Sue had been sleeping with Danny for the past three months.

And Nick was interesting. And funny. The more Kimi thought about Nick Simmons, the more she liked him.

But... There was always a but, wasn't there?

Kimi had always tried hard to fit in with her clique. Nick didn't seem to belong anywhere in particular. She didn't know how to bridge that gap without there being a problem. And she liked him too much to put him in a bad position -- worse than the one her friends had already done.

"Dinner's done!" It was her mom calling from downstairs.

"I'm coming!"

Kimi Tremont took one more look at herself in the mirror before putting her brush down on the dresser. Maybe Nick would be different. Maybe things would work out. No matter what, she found herself looking forward to Friday in a way she hadn't looked forward to anything in a long, long time.

 

[captainb]

Nick Simmons

The Torino turned onto the drive that led into school. Nick gulped down the last of his peanut butter sandwich and finished off the pint carton of milk he’d picked up at the QuikStop. It was pretty much a morning routine and he didn’t really think about it anymore. At least he had breakfast of a sort, unlike his dad who rarely crawled out of bed before noon and had taken to sitting on the tiny trailer porch all day ever since Nick’s mom ran off two years ago.

Nick popped a stick of gum in his mouth and checked himself quickly in the mirror. He was in a strange mood, half excited and half terrified. He had no idea what to expect from Kimi today, if she would talk to him or just look at him from behind her friends or… say it was all a mistake and break their date. Whatever happens, happens, he made himself think as he walked toward the front doors. Just roll with it.

Danny Iverson and Paul James were slouched against the railing by the front steps, along with about forty other students who were waiting until the last possible moment to go inside. Normally, the two would make some sniggering comment as he passed or laugh to themselves at a private joke which he was sure was at his expense. But this morning they just watched him approach without smiles. Nick was almost past when Paul said, “Guess you think you got a pretty nice car, huh, Simmons?”

Nick stopped and forced a smile. “Yeah, it drives pretty well.”

“Yeah, we saw,” said Danny. “So, I’ll bet you’re gonna start driving all the girls home, huh?”

“I don’t think so,” Nick said with a half-laugh, and started to walk away.

“You’re right about that,” said Danny. Nick looked back. They stared at him, and he felt the silent dare suddenly loom between them. Paul straightened up and Nick took a step backward, then…

“Hey, Danny.” His girlfriend, Sue, bounced up the steps, and Nick took advantage of the distraction to slide through the double doors. His cheeks were hot, and he hoped that Kimi hadn’t arrived yet to witness the scene.

He saw her at a distance during the morning, but his schedule was uneven today and their paths hadn’t crossed. At the lunch bell, he ran outside to the parking lot. It looked like rainclouds were rolling in, and he’d left the car windows cracked for air. The memory of the morning’s challenge had faded somewhat, and seeing the car brought a smile back as he thought once again of his date tonight. A date! he thought with almost childish glee, then he stopped and stared at the Torino. He slowly walked around it, a hot rage suddenly pounding through him at the sight of its gleaming maroon body marred by a ragged twin streak of naked metal that snaked from the front fender all the way down the driver’s door to the rear fender and trunk, and back up the other side.

 

[Maid of Marvels]

"Hey, want a ride home?" Kimi put some books into her locker and took others out before slamming the door and popping on the combination lock.

"Sure! I'd love to. Danny doesn't mind?"

"Nah. It was his idea, really. He's going somewhere with Paul after he drops me home." Sue grabbed Kim's arm and the two of them headed for the parking lot where the guys were sure to be waiting.

"So you're really gonna go out with Nick Simmons? He is kinda cute."

"Yeah. He is. He's a nice guy, Sue. You'd like him if you got to know him." Why did she feel as though she had to defend her decision to go out with Nick? She didn't do that with anyone else she went out with -- not like they were beating down her door or anything -- but she never...

"There he is now. C'mon. I'll introduce you." Kimi grinned and raised her arm to wave but slowly lowered it when she noticed what he was doing. Nick was standing by his car, his fingers tracing the path of an angry gash of bare metal that extended from bumper to bumper. Her eyes scanned the parking lot. She wasn't sure what she was looking for at first until they stopped at Danny and Paul who were leaning against the side of Danny's car snickering.

"Why those... " She knew they'd done it. Bastards! She just didn't know why. Or maybe she did. Paul James had asked her out repeatedly over the summer but she'd turned him down only to accept a date with...

Sue had followed Kimi's surveillance of the lot and come to a similar conclusion though it puzzled her. "They wouldn't have done that, Kimi. You can't just assume... "

"Whatever, Sue. I'll skip that ride, thanks. See you over the weekend." She didn't wait for her friend to reply, Nick was opening his car door and she didn't want him to drive away without noticing her. "Nick! Wait up!"

Nick looked up as she ran toward him. "Hi." He was smiling, but his voice was low. Controlled -- as if he were biting back a string of invectives. Who could blame him? Everyone knew his car was his pride and joy.

"How awful!" Kimi commiserated as she examined what was an obvious 'keying'. She didn't bother trying to disguise her own anger at the sheer maliciousness of the act, but wished she could somehow make it better. "You can fix it, can't you? Maybe I can help?"

"Yeah. I can fix it." She didn't miss his glance toward Paul and Danny, turning to glare at the them .

Kimi put her hand on his arm. "Look. I didn't have anything to do with this, Nick. I swear. I understand if you don't want to go out tonight, but I'd like to hope we can do something else. Either today or another day. Please?"

It kind of surprised her to realize that she actually meant what she was saying. She did want to see him still and hoped he felt the same.

 

[captainb]

He couldn’t help a smile twitching at the corner of his mouth. He was mad, no doubt, and was perversely enjoying the anger at Paul and Danny. But a completely different set of emotions hit him as Kimi touched his arm and spoke.

Nick shook his head quickly. “Kimi, I never thought you had anything to do with it!” he said. “No, I know who did it.” He shrugged. “I’ll fix it. Maybe I just won’t drive to school anymore, though.”

“Oh,” she said, sounding somewhat disappointed.

“I don’t know,” he said. “I’m just a little fried right now. Can I, um, give you a ride home?”

She smiled. “I’d like that.”

Her eyes actually sparkle! he thought. “Good, c’mon.” He rounded the car and opened the passenger door. She looked genuinely pleased at this, then stopped to stare.

“Oh, shit!” she said, bringing her hand to her mouth. “They did your whole car!”

“Yeah, well…” he held the door open and nodded for her to get inside. Her mouth was a tight line as he closed the door. Out of her line of sight, he looked straight at the two boys across the lot. Paul gestured in disgust and said something to Danny, and Nick closed the door and started the car. “Buckle up,” he said absently. He listened for anything odd with the car, but everything sounded fine as they rumbled out of the lot.

After a minute, he said, “Are they going to give you any trouble? You know, for being with me?”

Kimi tossed her hair. “I can handle them.”

He looked at her. “Do you need to go home right away?”

She met his eye and shook her head. He grinned and turned up Booker Drive, a back way that wound through the ridge along the south side of town. The Torino’s tires gripped the asphalt as the car tore up the road.

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Kimi sat back, enjoying the view as Nick sped up Booker, only slowing when they reached the turnoff to The Overlook. Almost two thousand feet above sea level, there was a large clearing and a stone wall that many of the kids sat on to look down into the valley below. The view from there, especially in the fall when the leaves were turning was spectacular -- though most didn't come for the view. At least not that one.

Nick parked the car and shut off the ignition and Kimi unbuckled, shifting on the seat to face him. Should she suggest they get out and walk or stay in the car? He seemed calmer now after the drive up and she didn't want to spoil his mood. She still couldn't get over what a shitty thing Paul and Dan had done. Even if Nick didn't do anything, she wasn't going to let it rest.

"Hey, Nicky! Whoa! What happened to your car???"

So much for not wanting to rock the boat, Kimi thought as a tall, lanky blonde broke away from a group near the wall and headed their way. She'd seen the girl at school, but didn't know her or her name. Nick, however, did. Kimi felt a pang of something akin to jealousy as the blonde leaned in through the car window and gave him a peck on the lips.

"Hiya, Nan. Yeah. Bastards keyed my car."

"Who??" The chick didn't pull away from the car, resting her arms on the edge of the window instead -- her boobs practically in Nick's face.

"Couple dicks from school," he said glancing over at Kimi. "Can't prove anything, but I know who it was."

Nan wrapped her arms around Nick's neck and hugged him tight. "Thanks, Nan. Needed that," he responded. "Now let me go, will ya? I want you to meet someone."

Nan's eyes met Kimi's for the first time as Nick started to introduce them. "Nancy, this is... "

"Hmm... the famous Kimi Tremont," Nancy said without waiting for Nick to finish. She reached past him to extend her hand, this time her boobs did go in Nick's face, though he did have the courtesy to lean back.

The girls' eyes met, each measuring up the other as they shook hands. Kimi suddenly wished she was anywhere but where she was. There was no way she could hope to compete for Nick's attention with this beauty around. She could feel a lump growing in her throat. She just wanted to die.

"Aw come on, Nan. Dammit! Move those jugs out of my face, will ya?" Nick protested, giving the girl a playful shove. His face was red, but he was grinning. "Kimi," he said as he diplomatically extricated himself from the attack of the blond bimbo. "This is my cousin, Nancy Cole. Who needs to put her claws away and learn to behave."

"Oh... I... " Kimi breathed a sigh of relief and then blushed when she saw the cheeky grin on Nancy's face. Why, that... She knew exactly what she'd been doing all along. Kimi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

 

[captainb]

He couldn’t help but be embarrassed. Nick and Nancy had always joked they were “star twins.” His cousin had been born a week after him, and they had always played together whenever Nick’s mom had driven in to visit her sister. He’d been aware when Nancy had started to blossom, and frequently found himself in the uncomfortable state of being physically attracted to someone that he thought of as a sister. They were both aware they were growing up, though, and had taken to confronting the situation head-on with jokes at the other’s expense. For the most part, it worked.

He knew she’d given him the hug and kiss only because he was with Kimi. Boy, she really likes messing with my head, he thought as Nan winked at him. The subtle interplay between the two young women, however, went completely over his head.

“So, you coming out for dinner tonight?” asked Nancy, her eyes flicking briefly to Kimi. “Mom’s cooking spaghetti and sausage.”

Nick hesitated. “Let me call you in a little while, okay? I’m not sure yet…”

“Okay,” she said with a wink and turned around. “I’ll see ya soon. Nice meeting you.”

He smiled and shrugged at Kimi. “Aunt Mary’s been pretty nice to me, since, um… well, my dad’s not much for dinner.” He didn’t want her to think he was looking for sympathy, and it was still a little painful trying to explain why his mother had suddenly left. “Anyway, I was thinking that maybe you’d like to go for a pizza or something before the movie?”

“I’d like that,” she grinned. They looked at each other for a few silent moments, and Nick’s heart thudded as desire and delirious terror fought a sudden battle.

He needed air. “Good! You, um, want to go for a walk?” She nodded and they got out of the car. His anger reemerged at the sight of the metal tear, but it was settling down into a long smolder. He touched the silver strip, already calculating how long it would take to grind it down and repaint.

“Won’t be too bad,” he said with a shrug, falling in next to Kimi as they meandered toward the stone wall. “A coupla weeks and you won’t even see it.”

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Despite the fact that she'd had nothing to do with what those assholes had done to Nick's car, Kimi still felt partially responsible. They were her friends, after all. Well, maybe no longer -- but even so. She never thought she'd ever have to draw lines where her friends were concerned, but after this. Well...

Kimi perched on the edge of the wall, waiting for Nick to sit. Well, more like hoping that he would. She'd seen an innate sadness in his eyes and a certain grittiness to him that she hadn't noticed before he mentioned his father, and oddly enough no mention of his mom.

Well, why would she have noticed it before? Aside from the ride home yesterday and now again today, she probably hadn't said twenty words to him since he'd come to McClellan at the end of sophomore year. Something she regretted now and fully meant to make up for.

"You have any brothers or sisters, Nick?" she asked, trying to make conversation. Truth was, she wanted to know more about him and figured this was the best way to begin. "Me, I have two -- one older, one younger. The Queen, Dierdre is twenty one and Jeff the pipsqueak -- and bane of my existence -- is ten. He might not live to see eleven if he keeps it up, though."

Kimi laughed. "You know, if you're brave enough, I'd really like you to meet them sometime. And my mom and dad, too."

 

[captainb]

Nick glanced over at Nancy. She smiled and turned back to her friends. He hitched himself up on the stone wall next to Kimi and made an exaggerated face. “Really? Wow, meet the parents!” He gave a nervous laugh and she smiled briefly. “Yeah, I’d like that,” he said, trying to recover. “I’ve got a little sister, she’s eleven. Her name’s Alex, Alexandra. My mom was into this Russian thing, I guess. She’s a good little kid, it’s been kind of rough on her. She’s been staying with Aunt Mary and Nancy for a while now.” He knew that would be puzzling, and started talking before he realized what he’d decided.

“My mom left home two years ago. Just packed up, left a note for all of us and took off. Some guy she’d mat at a bar, I think. They moved out to Nevada.” He shrugged. “She and my dad had been having trouble for a while. He came out here looking for work, and she didn’t like it. So she took the easy way out. But Aunt Mary’s been real good, she offered to take both of us in. Alex went, and I stayed with dad. I’ve got more freedom that way anyhow. I’m pretty much on my own, get to do what I want.” He forced a grin and looked at her. “Of course, she always wants to cook for us, that’s pretty nice.” Kimi nodded, her expression odd. He looked out over the valley. “Dad does pretty much what he wants, which… which isn’t a whole lot.”

They sat in silence for a moment which seemed far too long. Crap, he thought. Too much, that was a downer. He cocked an eyebrow at her and playfully tapped her thigh with his knuckle. “Sorry you asked, huh?”

“No,” she said. “I’m glad you told me.”

He looked back at her. “I’m glad you listened. I haven’t really told anyone that before.” Her blue eyes gazed back him, and his heart did a slow lub-a-dub. He dropped his eyes. “I guess it’s not a secret that I….” It took an almost physical effort to say it. “I like you.” He swallowed, feeling a flush crawl over his cheeks, and looked up. She hadn’t burst into laughter or stormed away or screamed, so far. He gazed at her, seeing the faint freckles on her smooth skin, her face almost glowing under the soft mass of red hair. “It’s not just that you’re so pretty,” he said quietly. “You’re smart and funny, and I like seeing you smile and laugh and…” He bit his lip and grinned ruefully. He’d gone over the edge now, and doubted he could say anything that would be much more embarrassing. “I just… I just really like you, Kimi.”

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Kimi's stomach -- or was it her heart? -- lurched when Nick said it. That butterfly feeling you get when you're on a ride at the carnival or you go over a bump in the road a certain way. She kinda knew that he liked her already, remembering the teasing remarks both by his friends and hers at school. But there was something about actually hearing Nick say it out loud that just...

"I like you, too" she said quietly. And she knew it was true. She did like Nick Simmons. More than she'd realized.

Without thinking, Kimi leaned forward and kissed him. An innocent kind of kiss, just a peck on the side of the mouth really since he sort of jumped when she got close. It kind of embarrassed her. Maybe she shouldn't have done it.

"Nick. I... " She started to apologize, but before she could get two words out, Nick Simmons had his arms around her and was kissing her on the mouth. A real kiss. Not a little school boy and girl kind of kiss. A real one. Unspoken apologies forgotten, Kimi Tremont put her arms around his neck and kissed him back.

 

[captainb]

There is a technique sometimes seen in movies during moments of profound revelation, when the camera zooms in on the main character while the background somehow recedes, reality spinning away as a single Truth suddenly encompasses all of consciousness. It was more than just being his first real kiss, more than the act of his lips touching hers. The sum far outstripped the parts, and what was meant to be an automatic return kiss of affection melted into something else. The words and conscious decisions of normal thought faded into instinct as her lips pressed back against his. His arm automatically slipped around her back, and when her arms encircled his neck his other hand touched her waist and pulled her close. His head swam as their mouths slid against each other, and when the tip of his tongue cautiously brushed against her lips, he felt them yield and then the faint warm touch of hers in return.

His eyes cracked open, and in the moment before their kiss ended he saw her face up close; lashes closed on top of pale cheeks, the spray of freckles across her nose, the smooth sweep of her eyebrows. Her eyes opened, and in that intimate gaze Nick knew he was hopelessly, crushingly in love.

Giggles sounded behind them, and he was suddenly aware of Kimi’s breasts pressed tight against his chest. He also realized he had a very full, rigid erection. She glanced over his shoulder and reddened, much as he felt himself doing, too. He turned and saw Nancy smiling in their direction as her friends talked in low, laughing voices. She gave him a smug grin and turned back, telling her companions to shut up.

Nick looked at Kimi. She looked back almost shyly, and he tried to think of something to say. But only one thing came to mind, and he leaned forward and kissed her again. This time it was deliberate, without trembling lips—not forceful, yet taking what she offered and giving back in return, small kisses merging into one, tasting her mouth and feeling the soft curves of her body against his. His eyes opened again to find her looking at him, and they both smiled. His smile grew wider and a soft chuckle escaped, his pure pleasure in the shared moment.

“What are you laughing at?” she softly asked.

He raised one eyebrow in his best Spock impersonation. “Guess we’re making a scene here. Listen, there’s someplace I want to show you. Come on.” He stood and reached for her hand, and started walking her back to the car.

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Nick opened the car door, waiting for Kimi to climb in and buckle up before closing it and jogging around to the driver's side. When he got in, she leaned over and kissed him again. Not a slow, languorous melting-into-you kiss, but one that definitely held the promise of more to come.

They broke apart breathless and grinning and despite how they realized they felt, a little awkward. Kimi felt the flush on her cheeks and looked away for a moment as Nick busied himself starting the car. The engine purred to life and he glanced at her one more time before putting the Torino in gear and heading back toward town.

"Where are we going?" Kimi was bursting with curiosity. She never had been very patient when it came to surprises. She loved them but the anticipation was sometimes more than she could bear.

"You'll see," Nick answered with a chuckle.

Frankly, Kimi couldn't tell who was more excited -- Nick or herself. Him because it was obviously something important that he wanted to share and her because she was going to learn something else about Nick Simmons. Kimi Tremont wanted to know all that there was to know... and more.

 

[captainb]

The car sped down the road winding back toward town. Its tires spun gravel as they rounded a corner and Nick forced himself to take his foot off the accelerator. He was pumped, almost giddy with the feeling he was in some alternate universe where, corny as it sounded, wishes really did come true. He had kissed Kimi, and she had kissed him back! Twice! He slowed as they turned onto the main boulevard. It was the transition zone from suburban sprawl to old, cluttered shops, a good distance from where town melted into city but still much busier than the wide streets around their school district.

He turned down a side street and glanced at Kimi. She had an odd expression, trying to watch him while keeping an eye on the buildings. It wasn’t a bad part of town by far, but it was off the main drag and Nick wondered if she had ever been in this section. At first glance it did look sort of seedy, but the run-down storefronts belied the worn but clean interiors of coffeehouses, antique stores, art galleries, and intimate nightclubs. He found a parking space after a few blocks and turned the engine off.

“Were you expected at home?” he asked, suddenly overcome with doubt.

She shook her head. “No, I usually hang out with friends on Friday after school anyway.”

“Good.” Nick grinned and leaned in to quickly press his lips against hers. “Come on.” He jumped out and ran around the car as she was getting out, holding the door and closing it after her. He opened the trunk and pulled out a small duffel bag, then took her hand and they walked casually for half a block. “Don’t look around, just walk normally,” he said quietly, slipping into an alley. There were a few garbage cans and boxes along it, but cars passed by on both ends and it didn’t smell too bad. Part way down, he glanced over his shoulder, then pulled her toward the wall. He leaned against a rusty green trash bin, rolling it away from the wall a few feet to reveal an even rustier grate. It slid aside with surprising ease, uncovering an open window into basement darkness.

“Keep low when you come through, and you shouldn’t get any dirt on you. I’ll catch you on the other side.”

“Catch me?” Kimi said with an edge to her voice.

He took her hands. “You won’t get hurt. Do you trust me?”

She searched his eyes, then nodded. He winked, then crouched and slipped through the opening. “Come on,” he whispered from the darkness. “I’m right here.” His mouth was dry, hoping she wouldn’t freak out at what was probably radically different from her normal after-school routine. He saw her lean over and peer in, and he held his hand out to her. It took a slight tug on his part to get her body moving, and she half-fell forward with a squeak. He caught and lifted her over the puddle of stagnant water, setting her on the dirty concrete floor. He took her hand and led her out of the room, the tiny light from his keychain flashlight leading the way.

“Nick, where are we going?” she said again.

“Shhh, we’re almost there,” he whispered. “I discovered this last year. Had a fight with my dad and I took off for a few days. I was just curious, wandered through here for a bit, and then found… that!” The light trained on a wooden door and he slowly opened it, shining the light back and forth on the floor. “It’s clear, come on,” he said. Beyond the door rose a narrow iron stairway. “It’s a fire escape,” he said quietly as they started up, his hand still holding hers. “They built this place right next to an old theater and just covered up the alley. I don’t think they even know this exists. Be real quiet now.” He paused at the top and listened at the door, then reached for the handle. It swung open silently, the faint light glinting off fresh oil on the hinges just before he switched it off. Music and voices sounded down a short hallway ahead of them where a flickering light shone faintly through an open doorway. Nick heard Kimi draw in her breath as they stepped through.

They were in a small theater balcony. Rows of chairs descended steeply toward a solid railing, beyond which a movie was showing on the screen below. “Be real quiet,” he whispered in her ear, slightly distracted by the feel and scent of her hair on his nose. “This is all closed off, even the staircase. No one comes up here.” He led her to the middle of the third row. Below them they could see a few people sitting in the audience, their attention on the screen where a man and woman walked along a wet street, their foreign words translated along the bottom. Nick carefully unzipped the duffel bag and pulled out a blanket, setting it over the dusty chairs, and sat down with a wide grin. He twisted his hands as Kimi sat, muting the faint hiss from the plastic bottle. “Want a Coke?”

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Sneaking into the Strand theater the way they had was all at once naughty and exciting to Kimi. Being the middle child, either Deirdre or Jeff was always around to watch her like hawks leaving little to no chance that she would get away with anything. So she never bothered.

Even so, there was something thrilling about maybe being caught -- and she liked it. Next time she'd make sure they had snacks, too. Next time?? Kimi chuckled and settled into her seat. She was almost a bona fide criminal. Dee would pee herself if she ever found out.

"Want a Coke?"

"I'll just share yours if you don't mind. What movie is this? Do you know?" Kimi tried to remember the title on the marquis from her last trip into town, but it eluded her.

"Nope. Do you mind?"

"Nuh uh." Kimi giggled nervously.

She didn't recognize the oriental actress but she did, however, recognize the actor as Ewan McGregor. "Cool," she whispered, moving closer so that her voice wouldn't carry. "Did you see Train Spotting? I didn't know he'd made any foreign films. Do you speak French?"

"Nope. You?"

"A little. I took it freshman and sophomore years. I'm glad there are subtitles though."

Despite the warmth of the day, their clandestine perch in the long forgotten balcony was damp and chilly, making Kim shiver. Without thinking, she moved closer to Nick who reached past her to pull the edge of the blanket over her shoulder. She was kind of glad when he left his arm there, too.

"Much better," she said, giving Nick a quick peck on the cheek and settled in to watch the flick.

The couple on the screen had since entered an apartment. Kimi had gathered that the oriental woman's name was Nagiko and Ewan's was Jerome -- but she did not expect to see what happened next.

It wasn't like she'd never seen actors and actresses undress in a film before. She'd just never been sitting this close to a guy when they did. In fact, she'd never watched any sort of movie that had nudity with a guy around before -- at least not like this. They never showed a man's penis in regular films.

Kimi felt a blush creep over her face and was more than a little grateful that the room was dark. She didn't want Nick to think she wasn't cool with this or that it made her uncomfortable. Somehow she sensed that it would make him feel bad if he thought it did.

"You okay?"

Kimi nodded. "Fine. You?"

"Yup."

She couldn't bear to look at him, keeping her eyes riveted on the screen. Nagiko had taken out paints and was writing in calligraphy all over Jerome's body. In a smaller window was a Japanese woman writing in a journal, a quietly sensual narrative in the background describing the same. The Pillow Book. Kimi had heard never heard of it, but soon realized that it was a journal written by a courtesan describing sexual acts.

Kimi watched spellbound as Nagiko's delicate brush strokes caressed Jerome's skin slowly, with a purposeful sensuality -- creating a manuscript upon her lover's flesh. She felt Nick shift in his seat but didn't say anything, slightly embarrassed by the fact that her own body was reacting to what she was watching.

 

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He was hugely embarrassed. The theater hadn’t shown anything remotely like this any of the other times he’d snuck in here. What’s she going to think I’m after? he wondered. It was like the first time he'd watched an "adult" movie with his mom. It was “The Last Picture Show” and he was eleven and not sure if she had known what they were going to see on the screen, like the scene with the couple at the drive-in and the girl yanking off her bra so casually, then seeing Cybil Shepherd’s tits along with all the other nudity… No, it was more like when he’d watched “Saturday Night Fever” with Nancy a few years back and, right in the beginning, Travolta sat up in bed and the camera watched unblinking as he shoved his hand in his underwear to rearrange his junk, and Nancy had giggled and he’d suddenly become aware for the first time that she was turning into quite a bit more than a girl.

But he hadn’t seen a sex scene like this before. And Kimi was right next to him, huddled up under his arm. The movements of the man and woman on screen lost his attention to the warm body next to him, their voices just a backdrop to highlight their lovemaking. The subtitles were unfocused lines of white.

“I didn’t know what kind of movie they’d be showing,” he whispered apologetically.

“That’s okay,” she said. “It’s nice.”

She gently rested her hand on his leg, sending a charge through his whole body. He looked at her as she watched the screen, studying her profile. The sharp chiaroscuro sculpted her face, and a single bright glint of the screen glinted in her pupil. His eyes traced the outline of her nose down to the soft pout of her lower lip, following the curve of her chin sweeping into the blackness under her cheekbone and back to her eye. She turned to look at him and they both leaned forward. Her eyes closed and then his as their lips touched, and he fell again into that abyss, their lips tasting each other with quick pecks and lingering slides, and he gathered her in his arms and pulled her tight as her arm went around his neck.

Her left arm was somewhat pinned between their bodies, and she compensated by resting it along his thigh. Their faces gently separated, the other’s breath warm along their wet lips.

“You are so beautiful,” he whispered. He touched her hair, feeling the shape of her head. He almost said I love you, but he didn’t, fearful of moving too far, too fast. Then Kimi smiled and shifted her body to a more comfortable position. Her forearm lowered as she did to rest fully along his leg, and he realized with a mix of horror and thrill that it was directly on top of his cock, stiffly erect and thrusting sideways through his pants. She realized it too; he saw it in her eyes, the slight intake of breath through parted lips, the flickering of her gaze.

She leaned in suddenly and kissed him again, then smiled. His hand touched her face and she pressed her cheek into his palm. He watched his fingers trail along her jaw, stroking down the line of her neck as she tilted her head back, and he caressed the soft skin of her throat in wonder, down to the ridge of her clavicle. Her free hand closed over the back of his and held it and his eyes rose to hers as she softly pressed his hand against her body.

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Kimi wasn't sure if it was the stupid animal trick perpetrated by those two cretins Danny and Paul, the leitmotiv of the film, the sheer naughtiness of the way they'd gotten into the theater, the darkness of the balcony or the fact that they were sitting so close together -- maybe all of that and more -- but she was feeling defiantly intrepid... and more than a little turned on. Perhaps it was the way Nick looked at her, spoke to her. The tone of his voice. The touch of his fingertips on her hair, her face. The way they trailed down her neck.

She felt the unmistakable throb of his erection under her arm as she rested it on his thigh and knew that it matched the ache between her legs. Normally Kimi would have pulled away and wasn't quite sure why she hadn't. Curiosity perhaps. She'd seen them in books and magazines and in some porn flicks that they'd snuck from Sue's older brother, but she had never actually touched a penis, let alone an erect one. The time Tommy Ventura had pulled his out in front of her, she'd slapped him and walked away. She just wasn't that kind of girl, no matter what some people thought.

They kissed. And kissed again. Suddenly everything seemed to be in slow motion. Kim wanted Nick to touch her. Really touch her. Sensing that he wouldn't do it on his own, but not knowing how to tell him what she wanted, she placed her hand over Nick's and guided it downward until it was over her breast.

Kimi gasped when his fingertips brushed against the hard, sensitive nub that was her nipple and Nick jerked his hand away. He'd misunderstood. Knowing that to speak now would break the spell, she brushed her parted lips against Nick's and wordlessly guided his hand back. It was heaven -- or at least part of the way there. She moaned against his mouth as her own hand began to move slowly up his thigh.

 

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She wants me to touch it! he thought as Kimi pressed his hand back over her breast. His hand closed around the cloth-covered orb and he squeezed, amazed at its softness. He felt her nipple pressing against his palm and slid his hand a bit so it caught between two of his fingers. It seemed to grow even harder as he rolled them across her tit, and she made a soft sound in his mouth. Her hand rhythmically gripped the inside of his thigh. Her fingers were very near his crotch, and her forearm pressed firmly down on his cock.

He hadn’t felt a tit before. Well, a tit had felt him. Nancy, screwing around and wanting to see him turn red, had a habit of pressing her boobs into his arm when they talked. She was annoying at times, but he’d admit that it was pretty cool, and he was willing to be embarrassed as long as he didn’t make her think he liked it too much. But this was way different.

Their kiss broke, and he looked into her shadowed eyes. “Do you like that?” he whispered, pinching her nipple softly as he squeezed.

“Yeah,” she whispered back. He brushed his lips against hers, enjoying seeing her reach for his as he gently teased her. His arm pulled her tight against him, their mouths pressing firmly together as their tongues slid together. Nick’s hand slowly dropped to her ribs, then down to the bottom of her shirt. Her hand had slid farther up his thigh and now rested on his trousers just under his cock, her soft weight pressing his pants tighter against his shaft. His fingers glided under her shirt and gently touched her belly. It rippled in reaction, and she gave a small giggle but didn’t pull away. Her eyes were large, watching his as his hand slid up against her bare skin. He touched her bra and leaned in again to kiss her. As he did, her hand shifted slightly and her thumb rolled over his erection, letting its length nestle against her palm. He continued kissing her, although he was now distracted on three fronts: the ever-wondering feel of her lips, the soft squeezes she gave to his throbbing penis, and trying to figure out what to do with the tiny, unseen hook system under his suddenly-clumsy fingers.

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Kimi marveled at the sensations that were spreading throughout her body and the thoughts that were creeping into her mind. Sliding her hand up his thigh, she hesitated, half expecting him to move away. It was important to her that Nick not think she was a common slut like many of the other girls -- but she wanted to touch him. Needed to.

At first all she dared do was move her thumb, feeling the outline of the tip of his penis beneath his jeans, almost pulling away when he shifted slightly. But he didn't move. He just kissed her -- again and again. Slow, No one had ever made her feel this way before. Made her want to go further.

Slowly. Ever so slowly, her hand inched higher, her fingertips tracing along the entire length of Nick's erection. Wondering what it would feel like to actually touch it, feel the ridges and lines that were left only to tactile sensations. Kimi gasped as she felt it throb in response -- as if it were straining to escape.

Kimi felt a pop as the last hook on her bra opened. Making a quick decision, she backed away leaving him with a puzzled look on his face. "Shh... " she whispered, beginning to unbutton her blouse.

Nick's eyes widened as Kim let it slip from her shoulders and off of her arms followed by the straps of her bra which she slowly pulled away from her body. Smiling shyly, she moved back into his arms, offering her lips in a deep soul kiss that held a promise of much, much more.

 

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He knew his mouth was hanging open, but all of his body's signals were jammed up in his lower spine, the tiny electrical impulses stopped in their tracks as they stared in blue-sparking astonishment at Kimi's breasts. The vision lasted no more than two seconds before she moved back into his embrace, but it seared into Nick's mind. She kissed him, a deep open-mouthed kiss as his hands slowly slid around her bare back. Her skin was warm and astonishingly smooth. He cradled her, his fingers softly trailing up the ridge of her spine and exploring the curve of her shoulder blades.

Her tits! He saw them again in his mind's eye: the roundness of them blooming from her chest, looking so much larger against her unclothed thin body than through the blouse; the nipples, dark in the dim theater light, round and centered high on the white globes, the center rising stiff and casting its own tiny shadow to curve around the pale skin, curving to vanish in the dark valley between.

He had to touch them. Lessening his hold on her without breaking their kiss, he slid one hand forward, cupping the bottom of her ribs and moving up slowly until the weight of one breast pressed against the back of his hand. It was warm too, and she made a small sound in his mouth. Not a word, but a sigh, and it emboldened him. His lips were on automatic, the pressure on hers softly maintained but all of his attention now on his fingers as they slowly crawled up the round underside, feeling her body swelling out from her chest and then rounding upward around the smooth curving edge until almost unexpectedly he touched the crinkly edge of her nipple. She breathed hard against his lips, her own mouth softly moving under closed eyes. His thumb slowly explored, rolling across the stiff tip. He let it press into his palm and slowly squeezed her entire boob. Her lips pressed back in response, and the last of his bodily short-circuits fired back into action. His tongue pressed forward around hers he continued to squeeze and massage the breast in his hand. Her hand fell to his thigh, moving directly up his leg until it softly rested on his cock. He felt himself throbbing against the pressure, and her fingers wrapped around the shaft, feeling its length through his jeans.

Nick lost control. His mouth slid down her chin, under her neck, down her chest, trailing kisses and licks as he cupped her breast and pushed up. His mouth swiftly found her nipple and he inhaled it, sucking deeply in oral gratification. Her hands gripped his head, holding him against her chest. He sucked again, feeling the hard rubbery tip slide along his teeth, and they instinctively closed around it.

"Ow!" she said.

"I'm sorry," he whispered, pulling back and touching the offended nipple with soft kisses. He licked it again, soothing the hurt, marvelling at the incredible softness of the breast, the amazing squishiness of it. She pressed against his head and turned her body slightly, bring her other breast into view. Nick blinked. He'd completely forgotten there were two of them.

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Kimi shivered, but this time it wasn't from the chill in the air. This time it was... She watched Nick as he licked and suckled at her nipple. Shifting slightly, she brought his hand up to her other breast. There. It felt so good. Made her tingle all over. Made her want to do something to make him feel just as good.

Did she dare?

Still stroking his erection through the material of his jeans, Kim felt it throb again, matching the movement of her hand along its length. She couldn't hold it properly this way -- at least she didn't think she could. Was there a right way and a wrong way? She wanted to touch him. Touch him without pants. She wanted to know what it really felt like, not just imagine.

Unable to see where her hand was going, she moved it slowly. Higher. Upward. Feeling for his belt and the zipper below. Her heart was pounding so loud that she could feel it in her ears. Could he tell? Would he stop her?

When her fingertips finally touched the cold metal of his buckle, she stopped. Holding her breath, she waited to see if he would object, but he didn't. Nick's mouth and hands were all over her breasts, doing wondrous things that no one had ever done to them before. It made her feel warm and tingly -- especially down there. Like when she touched herself sometimes at night. Would he? She squeezed her thighs together to try to staunch the feelings eveb though it made her feel naughty and nice all at the same time.

Fumbling with the belt, Kimi tried to pull the thin leather strap loose from where it was tucked in the loop of his jeans. She felt so clumsy. Maybe the way he felt when he was trying to get her bra off. Even Steven. She'd helped him... maybe...

She felt panic as Nick's hand brushed against hers, but breathed again in relief as she felt his fingers moving. The leather slipping past her hand as he unbuckled the belt. More movement as she realized he was unfastening the button. And finally, the quiet zzzzzzzz as he lowered the zipper and adjusted himself.

Finally maneuvering her hand past his, Kimi pushed aside the material of Nick's jeans and reached inside his boxers to feel the veiny length of what had become the object of her desire. She felt like a blind person learning about things by touch. It was so warm. So hard. And ohh... she marvelled at the smoothness of the head in contrast to the rest. It was as soft as velvet. Her thumb circled over and around as her hand closed around its girth, her mind screaming, "Touch me. Touch me!"

 

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His stomach tightened as Kimi’s cool fingers touched his cock. Nick gasped next to her saliva-wet nipple. No one had ever touched him there, just the doctor and that didn’t count for anything. She slid her fingers around and over the shaft. He leaned back slightly, one hand still on a breast, and looked at her. Kimi’s gaze was on his lap, her lips slightly parted as she held him. Her eyes glanced up and she shyly grinned as her eyes lowering again.

He saw that her thighs were pressed tightly together… no, they were slowly rubbing together, he realized. His hand dropped to press against her soft belly, and he bent his head to kiss her again. Her grip on him tightened and her hand slowly stroked him up and down. Nick had wanted this for so long, dreamed of it, fantasized about it. But now that he was actually in the middle of it, everything seemed uncertain. But she went right for it, he thought. Touching her tits was a major step, but her touching him there was a step beyond. More than that, it opened the door for him to reciprocate.

His hand dropped further, sliding across and past her crotch to settle on one thigh, his fingers curving inside between her legs. He carefully pushed them deeper between. For a moment, her legs resisted and his hand stopped. Then she relaxed and her legs separated. He slid his hand farther up the inside of her leg and her other leg opened wider in unspoken permission. Their lips parted, their foreheads touching as his hand crept higher. Her breath was hot and moist against his lips, her eyes closed as his hand neared. Her stroking had stopped, replaced with a slow squeezing along the length of his shaft.

Nick’s fingers touched her crotch. Her breath deepened, Her eyes opened and she pressed her mouth to his. He cupped his hand and pressed it fully against her crotch. She moaned into his mouth and her hips pressed back hard. Her hand started sliding up and down again, and he reached up to fumble with her pants. But there was now too much going on in too close a space and with too many clothes, not to mention the armrest between them that was no help at all.

“Let’s put the blanket on the floor,” he whispered. Kimi nodded and slid out of her seat, laying the blanket down and kneeling on it. Nick watched her, mesmerized by the soft sway of her breasts as she settled. Nick started to slide down, but she straightened up on her knees, her eyes on his cock still protruding from the top of her fist. It was slightly bent across the open zipper, and when she pulled it forward he softly said, “Careful…”

“I’m sorry,” she whispered, her face in semi-shadow against the movie screen. She released him to grip the side of his pants and start to pull them down. He raised up as she lowered them to his knees. “Is that better?” She wore the same shy smile as her hands slid up his bare thighs to grasp him again. He started to slide forward to join her on the floor, but she leaned forward between his legs to look closer at what she held. He leaned back in wonder at the sight of this beautiful girl, her breasts large and soft and naked and pressed against his legs, the fingers of both her hands now skimming along the length of his cock and softly twirling through the hair around his balls. His hands rested lightly on her arms, not trying to guide her, but just enough to feel the silkiness of the fine hairs on her smooth skin.

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Kimi knelt between Nick's knees, her arms resting on his thighs. Fascinated, she couldn't see as well as she would have liked, but her sense of touch filled in the blanks where her sight failed. There was liquid beading up on its tip now. Precum, she guessed from things she'd read and that required class on human sexuality last semester.

Curious, she dipped the tip of her finger into the transparent droplet, bringing it closer to her face. She stared raptly as the crystalline strand stretched, glistening in the flickering light between her finger and his penis before it snapped, startling her from her reverie.

"Oh!" Slightly embarrassed, she glanced up at Nick's face. His eyes were glued to her as if he didn't want to miss a single movement that she made.

Emboldened by the fact that he hadn't asked her to stop, Kimi traced her fingertip through the precum again, this time bringing the gathered bead to her lips. Parting them slightly, she tasted it shyly. Kimi knew about blow jobs, but...

Surprised to find that it was both salty and sweet and not icky at all the way some of the girls had talked, Kim wanted to take a second taste. Something deep inside of her wanted to please him. To make him feel as special as he made her feel.

Looking back up at Nick for approval, she brought her mouth closer. Closer. Until her lips were against the silky smooth head of his erection. Her tongue lapped at him, circling over and around before she slowly opened her mouth to slide her lips down over his length.

 

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Nick breathed heavily as Kimi toyed with his cock. He was rigid in her hand, his balls pulled up tight against his body. She looked at him as her finger touched her lips. A look of soft pleasure crossed her face at the taste, and she slowly leaned forward. Her tongue edged past her lips and washed around the head of his penis. He tightened involuntarily, the purple tip swelling thick and shiny at the touch as her mouth opened and slipped over his cock. His breathing was deep as he watched her eyes close. Her tongue twirled around the head, then slid lower to rub softly underneath.

She slowly withdrew, still holding the shaft gently, and looked at him again. She smiled and ran her tongue down its length, her eyes focusing briefly on the erection rubbing against her face. She drew up again and encircled him with her lips. Her cheeks shadowed and he felt an incredible suction, followed by the sensation of her mouth opening and dropping forward, allowing him to slide further inside. Her lips gripped him again as she sucked and drew back, letting him almost slide out of her mouth before pushing forward and driving him into her again. Her pace increased, and she alternated between sucking on his shiny length and running her lips down either side of his shaft. The fingers of her other hand found his balls and she rolled them gently, stopping briefly to watch them move under her fingers.

“That feels so good,” he whispered as she inhaled his erection again. “You look so sexy.” He didn’t know if that was the right thing to say, and it sounded kind of stupid, but she looked up at him and shyly smiled. Pushing up from his thighs, she rose to kiss him. Her breasts dragged up to encase his rigid cock. Her kiss was open and wet, and their tongues wrapped furiously around each other. His hands caressed her bare back, and he brought them around to cup the sides of her breasts, pressing them together against both sides of his straining cock. His hips slowly humped between her tits. She slid her hand up and down his erection, pumping him slowly. He tasted his musk on her lips and drew her tight to his body.

His hands dropped down her belly, reaching for the button on her jeans. She drew back slightly to give him better access, letting her breasts sway loosely against his chest. Her jeans unsnapped and he pulled the zipper down, then brushed his fingers across the front of her panties. Lust washed over him, and he brought one hand back up to cup a breast, pulling it up as his mouth dropped to suck at the hard nipple. She moaned softly and leaned forward, and his other hand slipped under the edge of her panties and touched the soft hair. His fingers delved deeper, suddenly touching a slick, warm wetness as her thighs parted. She wrapped an arm around his neck, her fingers twisting into his hair. His index finger slid lower, burying itself between the slick walls of her outer sex, which suddenly deepened. He curled his middle finger and pressed into her, his whole body throbbing as the digit slid inside the wet, tight hole.

 

[Maid of Marvels]

This wasn't quite the way she'd envisioned her first time would be, but there was something about it that was so right. So very right.

Kimi gasped when Nick's finger sunk into her. Aside from her own awkward fumblings and Tampons during her period, nothing had ever been inside that most intimate orifice. God it felt good. She could just imagine...

Her hips rocked back and forth in rhythm with the motion of Nick's finger as it moved in and out of her slick wetness. Wanting to make him feel as good as he made her feel, Kim lowered a hand from around his neck to reach for his erection. This time it was his turn to gasp when her fingers traced along its length before circling its girth.

Forgetting that her jeans were still around her knees, she leaned forward, wanting to melt into Nick. Needing to feel the solid firmness of his body pressed against the smooth, soft curves of her own. Wanting his fingers deeper. Something else deeper still.

Nick muttered a muffled "oomph" as Kimi toppled over and landed on him with a shrill squeak. They were about to learn one of the things more seasoned lovers often forgot -- that sex and lovemaking was supposed to be fun. Moments ago where they had been graceful and sinuous like snakes entwined, or ivy around a tree, the two teens were now all arms and legs and hands and arms as they tugged and pulled and wrestled the rest of their clothing off amidst giggles and murmurs and kisses and fondlings until finally they faced each other as naked as the day they were born.

"Nick, I... "

Not waiting for what she had to say, Nick took Kimi gently in his arms and eased her down onto the blanket in the dank, deserted balcony. For all they knew or cared it might have been the finest sleigh bed in the tsar's palace. In fact, to them it was and all time seemed to stop as the twosome continued their journey into the depths of passion.

 

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Her legs fell open as Nick lay across her body. He pushed his groin forward, feeling Kimi press hers back as they kissed. His cock throbbed as they slowly humped against each other. He chased her tongue across her lips, letting it slide along her chin and neck, thrilled with the soft sounds coming from her throat. He lowered his head to lick again at her nipple, and her arms wrapped around him along with her legs, enfolding him completely in her embrace. His hips pushed forward firmly, feeling the slick wetness sliding along the underside of his shaft.

Their eyes met in silent agreement, and her clasp loosened as he pushed up to hover over her. He licked his lips and looked down, pushing his penis lower to poke against her mound. He pushed once, then again, but nothing yielded. His eyes met hers. “Will you…” he started.

Her hand slid down to grip him, and she swirled the shiny mushroom head around her pussy lips until they opened. He pressed forward cautiously, then gasped as heat suddenly enveloped the tip. Kimi breathed in sharply. “Does it hurt?” he asked.

“A little…” she said. “Keep going.” Slowly, he stroked forward and back, sliding a fraction of an inch farther inside her each time. Her hips gently pushed up, her hands on his hips, eyes clenched shut in the experience. Nick continued, marveling at the tight, molten wetness that slowly slid down along his cock with each stroke. For a moment, he reached a very tight spot and thought he couldn’t go further. But he withdrew and pushed again as she lifted up and suddenly he pushed past as she gave a small cry. He dropped to his elbows in concern, but her eyes opened and glistened as she smiled. “It’s okay,” she said, biting her lip. He leaned forward and kissed her again, and her legs spread just a bit wider as he sank just a bit further inside her belly.