Fang's fantasy part two
Author's note: Yo all! Sorry I didn't update sooner. After reading some reviews and some advice from a friend, I realize my fax scene wasn't up to scratch. Sorry! This time, for realistic purposes, I'm gonna base their interactions on my boyfriend and me. This is an experiment, so I need you guys to tell me either my writing sucked or my boyfriend is a bad kisser. I happen to KNOW the second one isn't true, so if this sucks it's cause of my bad writing skills. XP. Thanks for reading! Enjoy!
I woke up the next morning to a huge ruckus in the kitchen. Groaning, I arose from my-Anne's bed and walked to the dresser. I shifted through some shirts until I found a black one that looked semi-clean. I pulled it on with some difficulty, while at the same time looking for a semi-clean pair of pants on the floor. I had my shirt pulled on my shoulders, but it stopped halfway down my chest. I had my jeans in my hand and was about to pull them on, when my door opened. Startled, I looked towards the door. My breath stopped in my throat when I saw it was her. Max.
"Oh, sorry Fang. I thought you were up…" her voice trailed off as she stared at my half-bare chest. In my mind I smiled, remembering the night before, when her lips had been pressed tight to that same unworthy chest. "Fang… what are we gonna tell Anne?" Apparently she was remembering last night too.
"Uhhhhh…" I frowned. I had forgotten that Anne had walked in on none other than the best night of my life. My frown deepened as I remembered she had decided to talk to us today. This might be a little uncomfortable, considering the fact that Anne thought Max and I were bother and sister. Ew. So gross.
My head jerked towards the door as I heard something similar to the sound of a jar breaking, along with the sound of Total bugging out. "What are they doing down there?" I asked looking back to Max. "Max?" her head snapped back up to my face. This time I couldn't help but smile on the outside. She smiled too, looking a little embarrassed.
"Today is a teacher work day." She groaned. "And Anne insisted on talking to all our teachers. The younger set have to go with her, but thirteen year olds and up aren't allowed, thank God." She smiled at me. I smiled back, happy she wasn't uncomfortable with me after all that happened last night. "However, she's coming up here in a minute to talk to us first." My smile vanished faster then even she could fly.
"Ok. I'd better get dressed…" I said slowly, expecting her to leave. She sat on my bed, looking peaceful. Ok, I have no issue with this. I smiled to myself, pulling my jeans on over my black boxers, and then pulled on my favorite black belt with the studs in it. To Max's obvious disappointment, I also pulled my shirt down. When I was done, I slid next to her on the bed, heart racing. After a few minutes of silent thinking, Anne walked in, looking flustered.
"All right you two," she said, looking uncomfortable. "I stayed up last night reading adolescent books." Max and I looked at each other and smirked. When would our dear Anne learn that mutant bird kids simply were not covered in books on understanding teenagers? " I have decided that this is simply a phase." Max and I looked at each other again with looks of disbelief. Did Anne honestly think that making out with your sister (as far as she knew) is a phase? Normal people, jeez.
Anne didn't realize we were in shock at what she was saying, not in remorse for what she thought we did. She looked at us menacingly. "Are we clear?" she growled.
Max stared at her, puzzled. "Clear on what, exactly?" I closed my eyes. Oh Max, you've killed us.
Anne looked like she was gonna blow a gasket. "THIS DOESN'T SEEM THAT HARD TO UNDERSTAND! I DON'T WANT YOU TWO BEING… WELL, YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN! WHAT IF ARIEL HAD SEEN YOU TWO?!" well, Angel certainly knew what happened now. And thanks to Anne's insane yelling, so did the entire United States. And Canada.
Max, being Max, was now attempting to hide a grin. From downstairs we heard the Gasman yelling, "ANNE! WE NEED TO LEAVE IF WE DON'T WANT TO BE LATE! COME ON!" Anne's head whipped to the door, startled. She looked at us slowly.
"I need to go… be GOOD." She snarled at us as she walked out the door. We nodded our heads like the obedient children we were, and smiled innocently. The second she was out the door, we started laughing so hard it hurt.
"That was… interesting…" Max gasped. "I thought I was gonna lose it when she said we were going through a PHASE!" I laughed in agreement as we stood and walked out of the room. We walked down the stairs, still smiling. When we got to the room we always watched T.V. in, we heard Iggy crashing around upstairs.
"I'm going flying." He said joyfully a minute later as he walked past us to get to the door. "See you guys later!"
"Ig, I know this is difficult for you to accept, but you can't see anything." Max stated happily. I smiled at her.
"Oh, you're adorable." Iggy growled as he leapt out the door. I lay down on the couch, comfortable and smiling. I seemed to be smiling a lot lately. Max looked at me, waiting for me to move my feet and make room for her. When I didn't, she shrugged her shoulders and sat so her butt was scooted up next to mine. Then she lay down on top of me, with her head resting on my muscled chest. For a few minutes I was tense, but after a while I relaxed completely, even reaching my hands out so they caressed her arms.
She looked up at me and smiled so sweetly, my heart melted. "Hi Fang." She said it in a way that implied this was the first time she had ever felt so close to me. She even wrapped one arm under me and rested her other arm on my chest next to her perfect face.
"Hey." I said and squeezed her gently. She shook a little with silent laughter. "What?" I asked in utter confusion.
"Nothing, just… what if Anne saw this?" now I was shaking a little with my own laughter. She rubbed her head on me a little, cutely, and then kissed my whipcord arm. I smiled and bent my head so I could kiss her forehead, then we returned our attention to the T.V. She inhaled deeply and let it out slowly, a sign of complete contentment. After a while, she looked up at me and just stared into my eyes for a minute. I stared right back, pouring all my love and adoration for her into my stare. She saw it and smiled. She bent her head and kissed my abs, or rather my shirt covering my abs. No words were needed. Our body language meant everything. Now I inhaled deeply and slowly released it, perfectly happy. I even slid my hand into her jeans back pocket.
"IS ANYONE GONNA FEED ME?!" Total yelled from the kitchen, indignant. I groaned, irritated beyond words. Why was it that every time Max and I had some time alone, it was cruelly interrupted? Max looked at me again, but I couldn't quite read her expression.
"I guess I'd better go take care of him…" she said, sounding kinda sad. I nodded, depressed. She put both her hands on my chest and pushed off slightly. I held my breath while her hands were pushing down on me. Ask any guy, the hottest thing a girl can do is push a guy down on a couch.
When we were both sitting upright, I looked at her and almost laughed out loud. Her gorgeous blond hair was sticking out in every direction. Smiling, I reached toward her and smoothed her hair out a little. She laughed at my girly hair fixing, but just smiled happily when my hand moved down and caressed her soft, smooth face. All my male instincts were guiding me at this point, so even I was surprised when I closed my eyes, pulled her face to mine and kissed her. It was open mouth, and my senses were filled with her. Her smell and her taste were combined to form the ultimate sensation: love. After a few kisses, I pushed my tongue into her mouth, rubbing it against hers. Her tongue responded beautifully, stroking and feeling me. She angled her mouth slightly, so she was kissing my bottom lip. It was so unexpected and sexy, my arms wrapped around her again, rubbing the bottom of her back, where her shirt had come up a little.
"Jeez, get a room." Total marched past our couch, exasperated. "I'M going outside to chase some ducks because, apparently, YOU'RE TOO BUSY TO FEED ME! Humans!" he grumbled as he leapt out the door. "Don't wait up." Max and I looked at each other, laughed a little, then continued as if Total hadn't interrupted.