A/N: *gasp* Could it possibly be true?! Could the seemingly mythical "Accidents Happen" sequel that I promised so long ago ACTUALLY be happening?! Yes. Yes it could - and it is! I know this sequel was supposed to appear around the holiday season. I kept waiting for it to magically pop up in front of me so I could joyously share it with all of you eager readers. But, it took its sweet old time unfortunately. However, it did arrive and as they say - "better late than never"! So I hope all of you that read and enjoyed "Accidents Happen" are keeping up with this one, and it lives up to expectations. Please, R&R! I love hearing feedback, and I try to write everyone back!
Five Months
Ally's lips brushed gently against Austin's, teasing his senses with their soft touch. He anticipated the sweet taste of her kiss so much he could nearly feel it lingering between their mouths. His head tilted ever so slightly to the right as he leaned forward, mouth slightly parted and felt...air. The absence where Ally's presence had waited only seconds before left him looking like a fish out of water, his lungs searching for an even breath and eyes flying open as he scrambled to catch his balance on the counter-top beneath him.
"No making out in the store", Ally whispered as she walked briskly past him with some ridiculously shaped instrument he was unfamiliar with filling her delicate hands
He heaved a heavy sigh, his dangling feet smacking against the back of the counter as his body slumped in defeat. He wanted to remind her that five months before, they had done a lot more than making out in the store. But as he turned to retaliate, he saw his girlfriend occupied by a bearded father and his young son who were examining her instrument with obvious fascination. So he stared down at his dangling feet, moving them in different sized circles below him as he sat alone with the thought in his head that it had indeed been 5 months since the life changing night in the practice room that left him so sexually dazed that he ended up sitting in a puddle of Ally's piss and his own semen. And although that may sound repulsive to most, he couldn't help but dream about doing it all again.
Not to say he was not pleased with the relationship that began that night. Every day when he entered the store and got a glimpse into Ally's beautiful soul through the entrance in her deep, dark eyes he was reminded that he was indeed the luckiest guy alive. Although their relationship was still new and scattered with the typical awkward moments, it had continued to be a wonderful adventure for both of them. He had fallen in love with all the discoveries he made that he never would have known if they had only remained friends - like the way her hand fit perfectly in his, the way she smiles after every kiss, and the way that her heartbeat rhythmically taps against his own chest when he holds her close enough. They had created a lot of memories, shared a lot of laughs, and had a lot of sweet, sensual moments in the last five months that Austin wouldn't trade for anything.
But still he found himself longing for another day like the first one. He craved the feeling it gave him to know Ally was so dependent on his every action and every word he said. He missed the excitement of her urgency, the anticipation of never knowing when something new was going to happen, and the unusual yet comfortable arousal he felt by experiencing something so taboo. Ally had told him morning when he asked that there would indeed be more moments like that one - and truthfully, he had noticed her trying. Every time he brought it up a nearly guilty look would cross through her face, her cheeks flushing pink as they discussed. He knew that the problem wasn't that she didn't want to - it was that she didn't know how to just make something like that happen. How does a sixteen year old girl just let herself get in a position where she's forced to wet herself? It wasn't an easy thing to attempt, and Austin understood that. He understood that, perhaps, he had to take the matter into his own hands...but how?