A fan request. Ariadne asks Arthur to take her virginity.
The Event
1.
~ Ariadne liked the way the her bare feel felt on the small stones. The ocean waves washing over them, breaking them apart with a gentle rocking motion, making them smooth and slippery. She had taken off her shoes and gingerly waded into the waters. Her toes feeling each hard little rock as the bone chilling ocean water cooled her down.
The wonderful evening she and Arthur had shared was still alive in her mind. Her blood quickening at the memory of him spoiling her with dinner and the theater. Of them talking over drinks after the show.
He had looked devilishly handsome in the tuxedo he wore for the "event" and he kept telling her how beautiful she was. She felt heat rush to her cheeks as she remembered the way his eyes would often wander down from her face to her body.
She had take a great deal of care in regard to how she looked tonight. She wanted to look perfect for the "event". She had her make up professionally done and splurged on a new dress that was ridiculously over priced.
The ocean water was cooling her body down, but just the idea of what was to come only made her blood heat up again.
"There you are." Came his voice. Ariadne tuned and saw the Point Man strolling down the beach to her. His finely tailored tuxedo fit him perfectly and made him look impossibly good looking and charming. Like something from an old movie when people knew how to dress.
"What are you doing?" He laughed at her as he reached out a long arm to reel her back to him.
"I wanted to put my feet in the water." She explained feebly catching hold of his fingers. A smile coming out as she realized how childish she must look and how she didn't care.
"This isn't a French beach." He scolded gently. "Japan isn't know for having warm ocean currents."
"I know." She laughed looking up at the full moon and then at the exquisite Japanese hotel behind the Point Man. It was lit up magnificently, like something out of a dream. Something that could not be real.
It had been at Saito's invitation, this trip to Japan. One which Ariadne and Arthur had jumped at. The Japanese business man knew nothing of their real plans for this night. Only wanting to show his gratitude for a job well done. He had put the both of them up in a exclusive resort and hotel for the week.
"It's so beautiful." She sighed as she looked over the view of the hotel. Painstakingly built to resemble an old world Japanese mansion.
"Yes it." Arthur said not taking his eyes off her.
She only blushed harder and tried to hide her face. Her long white evening dress in constant danger of being ruined by the ocean water if she failed to keep it's hem high on her waist. Showing more leg then she had planed.
"Let's go inside, before you catch cold." Arthur said pulling her to him.
She caught her breath. Closer and closer now. They were quickly approaching the "event" she had been yearning for and half dreading.
She looked to the Point Man who gave her a comforting smile and pulled her free from the ocean.
~ Ariadne had been an awkward looking little girl and later, teenager. She was one of those girls who's body refused to blossom in time with the other girls at school. Her beauty not revealing itself until she was in her early 20's. As a consolation for this tragic joke, she was gifted with a sharp, biting intelligence. She had been a mathlete, chess club president and even on the debate team. She had been a smart girl, not a pretty girl.
As a direct consequence of her being smart instead of pretty, she didn't have any boyfriends in high school. She had been too busy with academics and didn't take part of the whispered gossip of the developed girls in bathrooms or at parties.
She was assured however that she also didn't have to worry about some things like they did. Because she didn't have a boyfriend and wasn't sexually active, she didn't have the fear of getting pregnant or getting some kind of STD, or worse then any of that, she was never the subject of vicious gossip on the part of juvenile boys and girls.
She was the smart girl, the one who played things safe. As a result, she was still a virgin.
It had worked for her till she was in her 20 and living in Paris. She started dating, but none of the men there felt right. They wanted to rush her off to bed and were always in a hurry. Never giving her a chance to breath.
When she would confess to them she had never had sex, all their thoughts were focused on deflowering her.
They promised to be gentle and it would be good. Their head's giddy with excitement over taking an unspoiled beauty.
She wouldn't allow it. She didn't want her first time to be like that. With some guy who couldn't keep his hands to himself. But she knew she would have to someday.
With they scarlet V off her, maybe she would feel more confident about finding a boyfriend. She would be gifted with some kind of wisdom as to what men wanted. Yet she hadn't met the man who she could trust to do it for her. To teach her, and who she could trust. She wasn't looking for it to be a carnal act that would make her regret it all later. She wanted to have it as a shinning memory for always.
That was when she met Arthur. He was different. Calm and collected, he was bold and yet respectful. After that stolen kiss she knew he would be the one.
Now all she had to do was ask him.