La Chaleur De La Peau
The Heat Of The Skin
Chapter 2: A Little Tommy Torture Anyone?
This was going to be a chapter in Ist Es Wahr, but I started coming up with more ideas and decided to make this the sequel. I always seem to write chapters out of order.
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I was standing at the window staring out at the abyss of the forest. The stars twinkled as I looked up, everything would be perfect; if he was here with me and not with an ax and firewood. I told him I would much rather have him keep me warm. But being a man he went and did it anyway.
I didn't think he would turn down that offer, I guess he is really taking this seriously, the whole not rushing thing.
I wonder how long can he resist me, especially with this little number a very generous sister and her boyfriend, I don't wanna know why Kwest was picking out lingerie but I'll go with it, bought for me. There's nothing that can ruin a man's will power like sheer lingerie.
Getting ready to change I felt his hands on my waist, his breath on my neck. Now he's all touchy-feely?
"You weren't planning on running from me now, were you?" He was obviously looking at the open suitcase on the bed. I luckily didn't pull out the lingerie yet. I lean my head back on his chest. Then I accidentally on-purpose brush my lower half against his.
"Why would I run? I'm much safer here, alone with you," ignore me for firewood will you? "And you have the car keys," I'll show you how wrong that was. "Now if you'll excuse me, I need to get ready for bed," I released myself from his firm grasp. Making my way to the bed I quickly grab the garment and other necessities and all but ran to the bathroom.
I took my time in there, making sure I had everything perfect, the best part was I could hear him pacing in front of the door. He was either aggravated with me for taking so long or he needed to be in here.
"Are you alright out there?" I called when I heard him sigh. There was a noise at the door and then an 'ow', he probably hit his head on the door. I held in the giggle that threatened to escape. It wouldn't be the first time he's done that.
"You almost finished?" He didn't even bother to answer my question. He couldn't be that mad at me, I've only been in here for thirty five minutes. If he had that big of an emergency he could have gone downstairs, there's nothing special about this bathroom.
"Just about, I'll only be a few more minutes," I heard him groan. What's his problem? "What's the matter honey?"
"Nothing, just come out of there already," it not like we're going to be late to anything. We're in a cottage miles from anything.
"What's the hurry? We're not going anywhere or do you have a trip to the forest planned? We don't wanna be late and miss getting eaten by a bear. You know they have those strict eating schedules?" He forced me to be all bitchy to him.
"No I'm not taking you anywhere; I just want you to come out," he's scaring me now. Was he taken over by an alien, like Johnny Depp was in that movie. Was he taken over by the alien or was the alien a shape shifter? All I remember was thinking if aliens look like Johnny Depp, I want to be abducted.
I put my robe on, I don't want to ruin the surprise, and I put a few of my things away. I'm here with him for the next week, why not unpack a little?
I open the door and I'm snatched up and thrown on the bed. I'm pretty sure I screamed, but it all happened so fast. I hear a door slamming, he's in the bathroom.
"What are you doing?" I tap at the door. If he waited all this time, then he's dumber that I ever thought.
"What do you think I'm doing?" I could just punch him for being the way he is.
"If you needed to use the bathroom, you do know there's one right at the bottom of the stairs."
"But it's all the way downstairs," was he whining? "And I didn't want to go there. Now be quiet, you're distracting me." Distracting huh? I can give him distracting.
"Tommy," I used my super sweet voice. No response but also noise at all.
"Tom-my," I don't like this, it's too silent.
"Tommy Q," my voice is harsh. I need to get my point across that I'm mad at him for not answering me.
"Little Tommy Q. Did you fall in? Did you forget what to do?" Still nothing, I thought for sure I would get to him when I called him that. That's it he asked for it.
"Thomas, I don't know your middle name... or your last name for that fact, Quincy! Get your parachute pants wearing ass out here now!" I hope I struck a nerve when I said that. I moved away from the door in case he was pissed and just pushed the door open. I don't want a broken nose.
The door slowly creeks open and a fuming Tommy appears. I look at him innocently as he approaches the bed where I sit.
"Something happen honey?" I keep my expression the same. He looks as if he's ready to kill me. Good I want him aggressive right now. I lean back on my hands and the sheer black fabric peeks through the robe. He has one hand on each side of my hips on the mattress. I catch his eyes move down then back to my face.
I give him a knowing look as he tries unsuccessfully to stealthily catch a glimpse of what I'm wearing. I don't think he would have understood that if I were to say it out loud.
People might think the 'z' in Boyz Attack was on purpose, but I know that none of them knew how to spell it correctly.
I move so the robe falls off of my left shoulder, the silky material just slid right off. From the look in his eyes he wishes the rest would slip off too. I lean forward and kiss his cheek, then lie back and close my eyes.
I feel the mattress give, then I his presence above me. He's easier to train than a dog. Swiftly I push on his chest so he's on his back and I quickly straddle him and lean over him. His hands automatically go to my waist, his eyes are fixated to where the robe hung open.
"You see something you like?" I ask as I attempt to bring his attention back to my face. His hands move up my back to my shoulders where he grips the silken covering and roughly pulls it down. Leaning up he kisses my collarbone and helps me remove the sleeves. His fingertips graze their way from the my wrists, over my elbows, to tops of my arms and back down again. I try my best to hide the shudder.
I'm so glad he wore a button down shirt. Before I even have a chance to undo his shirt, he grabs the back of my head and pulls me into a... heart stopping, no that doesn't cover it, well there are not words to describe it kiss. I know I squeaked right before he kissed me, what do you want? I wasn't expecting that.
His other hand is pulling at the belt, once he unties it he throws the useless piece of clothing to the floor. He was always good at multitasking. I pull away slightly to breath and I finally got the opportunity to get his shirt open, I felt the hardness of his chest, trailing my fingers to his stomach and my palms resting flat against the waist of his jeans.
He eyed my ensemble appreciatively, getting the full view for the first time. I move my legs so they are between his and slide off the bed. Once my feet touch the floor his sits up and takes my hand and moves me so I spin, he really did want the full view. With my full rotation done, I move close to him and unbutton his jeans and meet his gaze.
I bite my lower lip and unzip them as slowly as I can. If he had a problem with the teasing he would have done something by now. He stands and lets the denim drop to the floor. I walk over to my side of the bed as he hurriedly kicks his jeans away, and lift the covers, I glance at him then make myself comfortable under the blankets.
He follows my lead and does the same but he's close to hovering over me, ready to continue. I knew what I was going to do would be difficult but he brought this on himself.
"Goodnight Tommy," a small peck on the lips and I pull the covers over my head and try not let my laughing be too noticeable. He groans and flops down on the bed next to me.
He wanted to take things slow, but he'll be happy when he see the other 'gifts' Sadie and Kwest, it's still weird, gave me for this trip. What he saw was tame compared to the rest of the collection.
So The Astronauts Wife, that's what I was thinking about JD (I told my mom that and she agrees completely), so I decided to mention it in here. I still want to be at the top of the abduction list if they look like Johnny Depp.
Tell me what you think about this one. Review! Next is Tommy's POV.
You will be getting, I think, four more chapters of this story and two or three of The TT Series, then I'm taking a break. Most likely it will only be a month or two long, but I need to work on 'Sangue' (my story) desperately. Would anyone be interested in reading it?
When I come back I'll probably have a new story and quite a few chapter for my existing stories. I'm trying to plan this out so I can post during my break. Trying to write for three different stories at the same time is a little confusing for my overloaded brain. But will see how it goes.
Thanks, Eternita14. I'm an awesome nerd! Keeping up the Tommy Torture since 6/10/07.
