WARNING : Adult sexual situations in this chapter...kiddies, please kindly look away!


CHAPTER EIGHT


Cat sat in the living room of her apartment. She was listening to some jazz music, with the volume turned up to maximum. She did it to drown the sound of the thunderstorm outside. The sound of thunder always made her jump. She never liked thunderstorms, even when she was younger.

She was in the sofa with Luc's cat. It was knocking on his door earlier, begging to get in. But Luc was away, so she took it inside her apartment. She stroked the cat as she listened to Glen Miller Orchestra's "In the Mood" in full blast. She sipped her tea, hoping it will make her relax.

"I wonder what your daddy is doing right now?" she asked the cat. It just purred and went back to sleep.

"Where are you, Luc?" she asked to her herself.


Luc stepped out of the taxi that brought him back to his apartment building. He had just came back from Monaco, where he played poker with the richest whales of Europe at the Monte Carlo Bay Casino. It was a simple job, really. Annika provided the transportation for them, as well as served as a distraction for the whales. The rest was up to him and his partner-in-crime.

They cleaned out the other players before the night was even halfway done. As per usual, they split the money three-ways, and went about their separate ways once the job was over. Annika invited him to come back to her place with her to spend the night, but he politely declined. That was the first time he ever said no to her when it came to sex.

And now, there he was, standing outside his apartment building, drenched in the rain. He had nothing to complain about though. He got what he wanted, what he needed. Although, he did want to celebrate. For him, the night had ended far too early. He still wanted to drink and dance the night away. As if he didn't have a care in the world.

He had no regrets though. At the end of the day, he was happy. He went inside the building and went up to his floor. He sang loudly as he tried to open his door.

"...I could have danced all night!
I could have danced all night!
And still have begged for more.
I could have spread my wings
And done a thousand things

I've never done before..."

He stopped singing when he heard Cat opened her door.

"Luc! Are you drunk? Not too loud, the neighbours might complain!" she warned him.

"Well, hello there, Kiisu!" he greeted her. "In case you've forgotten, it's Friday night. I'm fairly certain that were the only two people in this building right now!" he said with a grin. "And no! I am not drunk. Just very, very happy." he said.

"Oh yeah? What are you so happy about?" she asked him, jumping at the sound of thunder.

"I had a really fantastic day! There should be more days like this! The night ended too quickly, Kiisu!" he answered. He noticed her cringe at the sound of thunder. "Are you alright?" he asked her.

"I'm fine." she answered. "It's just that I'm not too fond of thunder and lightning, that's all!" she revealed.

"Yeah, Paris gets a lot of those this time of the year. They should really include that in the brochure." he said. "The good news is that the Eiffel Tower has one of the world's tallest lightning rods. Lightning will hit that before it hits you!" he joked.

He saw her jump again. "Hey, hey, it's alright!" he assured her. He heard the music coming from her apartment. "You having a party in there?" he asked.

"What? No!" she replied. "Just me and the cat, enjoying some jazz music, while having tea. Would you like some?" she asked. "Tea, I mean!" she stammered.

"Don't mind if I do!" he said, as he entered her apartment.

She went to the kitchen to make him some tea. He hung his tuxedo jacket on the coat rack and proceeded to throw more firewood into the fire. Then, he looked at the music in her playlist. He was impressed at the selection.

"Glen Miller, Billie Holiday, Duke Ellington, Lena Horne, Count Basie, Dizzy Gillespie, Thelonius Monk, Miles Davis, Louis Armstrong...you have good taste, Cat!" he praised her.

"My mother loves jazz music. I take after her, I suppose. There's something about good jazz that is so relaxing." she replied, as she gave him his cup of tea. "Mom loved jazz so much, she named our dog Satchmo, after Louis Armstrong!" she chuckled. "What about you? Why do you like jazz?" she asked him.

"Same. My parents...well my mother and my stepfather, loved this type of music. I grew up listening to it. I remember watching the two of them dance in the living room while listening to jazz when I was little. They would just stare into each others eyes and sway to the music. You could see the love that lived in their eyes. It was as if it sustained the both of them." he said, reminiscing the past.

"That's the first time you ever talked about your stepfather." she pointed out. "What was he like?" she asked him.

"His name was Jack." Luc told her. "He was the best man I know! He treated me as if I was his own flesh and blood. And he loved my mother with all his heart." He paused to take a breath. "He showed me what it was like to have a father. He molded me to be a person that he and my mother would be proud of. He taught me that I can do anything as long as I set my mind to it. Most of all, he loved me unconditionally. He forgave me, no matter what mistakes I made." he said, emotionally.

Cat put her hand on his back to comfort him. "Where is he now?" she asked.

"He got into a car accident and died when I was thirteen. From then on, it was just me and my mother." he answered.

"What about your biological father?" she asked again.

"Never met the guy." he said flatly. "Nor do I want to meet him. What use do I have for him now? I'm a grown man. I can take care of myself. I don't need him in my life. Not anymore." he told her.

"But, what if he's looking for you?" she asked him.

"Frankly, I couldn't care less!" he growled.

He paused to get his emotions in check. He sipped his tea and listened to the music. A familiar tune came on that put a smile back in his face. It was Glen Miller Orchestra's "Moonlight Serenade". It was his parents' favourite music to dance to.

"This was their favourite." he told Cat. He held out his hand to her. "May I have this dance, Kiisu?" he asked.

She obliged and took his hand. They held each other close, her arms around his neck, her head rested on his shoulder. His arms were wrapped around her waist, as they swayed along with the music. Cat loved every moment of it. Being in Luc's arms had calmed her a bit. It made her forget about the storm outside, her fears along with it.

Cat lifted her head off his shoulder and looked at him with hazy eyes. Luc leaned closer and kissed her softly on the lips. She brought her hand to his face and caressed his cheek, brushing it softly with her dainty fingers. He leaned in slowly and kissed her again, still soft and tender, and she kissed him back. The kiss soon dissolved into passion.

She closed her eyes and parted her lips as he ran his fingers up and down her arms, slowly and lightly. He kissed her neck, her cheek, her eyelids, and she felt the moisture of his mouth linger wherever his lips had touched. She moaned as her hands guided his, allowing him to roam freely all over her body.

The world seemed dreamlike as she slightly pulled back from him. Without uttering a word, she started to undo the buttons on his shirt. He watched her as she did it and listened to her soft breaths as she made her way downward. With each button he could feel her fingers brushing against his skin, and she smiled softly at him when she finally finished.

He felt her slide her hands on his chest, letting her gentle hands explore his body. He was hot and she ran her hand over his body, her fingers trembling nervously. Leaning in, she kissed his neck gently as she pulled the shirt over his shoulders, locking his arms behind his back. She lifted her head up and allowed him to kiss her lips, as he rolled his shoulders, freeing himself from the sleeves.

"Are you sure about this, Cat?" Luc asked her in between kisses.

"Yes, Luc. I'm very sure!" she answered, as she gently steered Luc towards the bedroom.

Once they were inside her room, he slowly reached for her. He lifted her blouse and ran his finger slowly across her belly before raising her arms and slipping it off. She felt short of breath as he lowered his head and kissed between her breasts and slowly ran his tongue up to her neck. His hands gently caressed her back, her arms, her shoulders, and she felt their heated bodies press together, skin to skin.

Luc kissed her neck and gently nibbled on it, as she moved her hips and allowed him to pull off her skirt. Cat reached for the snap on his trousers, undid it, and watched as he slipped them off as well. It was almost slow motion as their naked bodies finally came together, Cat's body trembling with the anticipation of what's coming next.

Luc ran his tongue along her neck while his hands moved over the smooth skin of her breasts, down her belly, past her navel, and up again. He was struck by her beauty. Her skin was soft and beautiful, almost glowing in the dimmed light. He felt her hands on his shoulders, pulling him gently into the bed.

Her back slightly arched as he positioned himself on top of her in one fluid motion. He was above her on all fours, his knees astride her hips. She lifted her head and kissed his chin and neck, breathing hard, licking his shoulders, and tasting the mixture of rain and sweat that lingered on his body. She ran her hands through his hair as he held himself above her, his arm muscles straining hard from the exertion.

She felt her body respond with anticipation, as she felt him slowly kiss every part of her body. He did this until she couldn't take it anymore. Luc found her mouth once again and kissed her hard. His tongue probed deeper and began assaulting the inside of her mouth, causing mind-blowing sensations within her.

Her body then protested at first when he entered her, deep and slow. When they finally joined as one, she whimpered and pressed her fingers hard into his back. She cried out into his mouth from the pain of the intrusion. But he didn't let go of her mouth and continued to kiss her fervently until the pain had subsided. She felt him move inside her, the strength and gentleness of both his body and his soul.

A few more slow, torturous movements of his hips, and she moaned into his mouth again, only this time, because of pleasure. He had to reign himself in when he heard this, afraid to go into a frantic fit of furious thrusting. He didn't want Cat's first time to be a traumatic experience for her.

He moved inside her with deep, steady strokes, while his mouth and hands continued to pleasure her as well. His hand rested at the back of her neck, slightly raising her head, as he parted her mouth his tongue. His other hand seductively rubbing up and down her hips to her thighs. He devoured her mouth till they both started to run out of breath. Then his lips slid down slowly, nipping her chin, then leaving a trail of open mouthed kisses on her neck. He began nibbling on her earlobe, eliciting moans from her.

He continued to work her body with gentle expertise. Each of his steady thrusts were answered by her whispered gasps and soft whimpers. She moved rhythmically against him, allowing him to take her wherever he wanted, to the place she was meant to be. Until finally, she cried out in ecstasy as he brought her to her climax.

He let loose a raw cry of his own after his completion. He raised his head to look at Cat, worried if she's okay. Her body was arched and trembling. Her mouth open, gasping for air. Her eyes slammed shut, tears falling down from the corner. He moved to kiss her softly on her lips, as he rolled her on top of him, not wanting to crush her with his weight.

Cat rested her head on his chest. Luc lifted her head, his hands cupping her face. Her eyes were glassy, her body still shaking from the intensity of everything that had just happened. His thumbs brushed against cheeks, gently wiping away her tears. He brought her face closer to his and began kissing her. He kissed her on her forehead, on both her eyelids, on her cheeks, on her nose, on her chin, and he kept doing so until her tremors subsided.

Finally, she looked at him in the eyes and tried to find her voice. "That's what I've been missing all this time!" she managed to whisper. "Is it always that good?" she asked so innocently.

He chuckled. "Well, I'm not the one to brag, but-" Cat didn't let him finish the sentence. She took Luc's mouth into hers and began to devour him.

She felt her arousal starting to build again. Her body was exhausted but unwilling to stop the pleasure between them. She had waited for this moment for so long, and she was rewarded with a sensation she never knew existed. She wanted more of the wonderful experience, to which Luc obliged. She struggled to catch her breath each time while she trembled beneath him. They spent the night in each others arms, as they made love. They went on and on, as he made her body quiver, before finally subsiding. Then, they held each other till their heartbeats eventually lulled them to sleep.


The next morning, Cat winced a little as she stood up to get out of bed and tried to walk. The slight pain reminding her of her's and Luc's passionate night together. She looked for him and was disappointed when he was not in the room. She saw his shirt lying on the chair. She smiled and put it on and went outside her room.

She found Luc in the kitchen. She was frustrated that he had his trousers on. His bare back showed the scratch marks she gave him the night before. She lovingly observed him as he quietly made breakfast. He moved ever so silently, hardly making any sound while he cooked. And any mess he made, he quickly cleaned up.

An angel in the kitchen and a devil in the bedroom! How did I ever get so lucky? she thought, as she continued to behold him.

"Come a little bit closer, Kiisu. I can't read your mind from here." Luc said without turning around.

Cat blushed and did as she was told. She joined him near the stove and gently kissed his back. Luc turned around to face her and gave her a smile. She kissed him passionately in the mouth, just in case there was any doubts in his head. She wanted to let him know that she doesn't want to go back to being just friends after what happened between them last night.

"You ruined my surprise!" he said after they pulled away from each other. "I was going to serve you breakfast in bed." he told her.

"What do you have there?" she asked.

"Well, I wasn't sure what you'd like, so I made a little bit of everything. Waffles, omelette, hash browns, sausages, and french toast." he told her.

"Awesome! I'll have all of 'em!" she said. "After last night, I need sustenance." she gave him a wink and smiled. She set the table and made some coffee while he finished cooking.

"You want chocolate sauce, whipped cream or pancake syrup on your waffles?" he asked her.

"All of the above." she answered. She saw Luc arched an eyebrow. "What? I like it sweet." she said.

Cat couldn't remember the last time she enjoyed breakfast this much. She loved all the attention Luc gave her. Everything he did to make sure she was happy. For the first time in a long time, everything was perfect.

After they were done, she helped him clear the table. He even did the dishes. She continued to observe everything he did with a loving gaze. She couldn't wipe the smile from her face. She couldn't hide how much she wanted him. She tried to compose herself when she notice Luc turned around to face her.

"Listen, I was wondering...if you're not doing anything today, maybe we could go out." he said as he wiped his hand with the dish towel. "We could go for a motorcycle ride around the city, or hang out at the park. Whatever you want." he told her.

"Maybe later." she smiled at him. "Right now, I'm a bit hungry!" she told him.

"Hungry? But we just ate!" he said, quite confused.

"Not THAT kind of hunger!" she whispered, as she pulled him close for a passionate kiss.

She continued to kiss him, her tongue demanding entry into his mouth, to which he complied. Soon, they were kissing each other fervently, their tongues dancing inside each others mouth. Luc pulled back slightly and gave her his most charming smile.

"I think I may have created a monster...not that I'm complaining!" he told her. He then proceeded to take off the shirt she was wearing, revealing her naked body. "Nope, definitely not complaining!" he said.

Cat pushed him until his back was against the kitchen counter. She then proceeded to take of his trousers. She pressed her naked body against his and kissed him again, gently pushing him down. He found himself sitting at the counter, her legs straddling him. His hands roamed all over her body as they devoured each other. Things heated up and they soon found more fun and creatives uses for chocolate sauce, whipped cream and pancake syrup.


~END OF CHAPTER EIGHT~


Footnotes :

*I'll have more about Luc's partner in crime (aka The Voice) later.

*Yes, Luc can sing! He is, after all, his father's son!

*I'd like to think that Alex really loved Jack when she married him.

*I wanted to give "Luc" a happy childhood, even if it wasn't with Neal.

*Yes! They finally did it! A Burke and a Caffrey, getting it on! =D Question is, will it last?

*Again, many thanks for reading this chapter! Feel free to leave a comment if you liked it.