"You know I've never done this before, right?"
"I don't care L, I love you and I want to do this. Are you gonna let me or keep talking?"
He smiled at her and nodded down, preparing himself for whatever she would do to him.
Moving like a serpent, snaking down his body, she grabbed at his member and slide it into her mouth.
He let loose a sharp hiss and grabbed the back of her head pushing her down more.
She obliged, taking him further into her mouth but slowing her pace.
Dragging her tongue around him. Up and down.
He felt tense. Tight but loose, and at the same time, free. His toes curled and he couldn't control his thoughts or actions. It seemed like she was sucking energy from him.
Instinct told him pump her mouth and he did. She moaned a little, letting him take control of the situation.
He gently pushed in and out of her mouth loving the feel. The warmth. The twist of her tongue.
It was all making him want her more. Making him want to taste her again...
Saturday came before his eyes.
He was surprisingly calm and was completely prepared for any outcome.
He made sure his room was spotless, that the food he wanted was prepared and ready to be set out, that Klaire would be comfortable when she got there.
Nothing could go wrong on his part, if anything did happen, it would have to be because of Klaire. HE wouldn't make a mistake and blow this.
Klaire's email said to meet her at The Hotel Principe Di Savoia at 12:15 pm. She was beyond nervous, and for a minute didn't think she could go along with it.
It was now 8:27 and she had to start getting ready now. Her normal amount of time she takes to get ready is about an hour and a half but today was different. For the first time in a long time Klaire actually cared what other people thought about her appearance.
But this just wasn't ANYONE.
It was L.
She had to look presentable, a man like him would accept nothing less.
Perfection.
She hurried downstairs to grab something quick to eat, luckily for her breakfast was already prepared and she sat down to eat.
Quickly,she told herself.
"You sure are in a rush honey." Her mother smiled.
"Yea I have to be leaving here by, at the latest, 11:30."
"Klaire is before 9 you have plenty of time."
"I don't! You know how long it takes me. And last night I couldn't find a suitable outfit for today...my hair isn't done-"
"Klaire what are you so worked up about? This isn't like you."
"..."
"You need to stop stressing over what you need to wear and how you need to look. You're fine just the way you are I don't understand how you got...here."
She sighed "Yea me neither...I'm spazzing out and I don't like it...but I also can't help it. Its L mom. L!"
"And? What is he God or something? You need to be on your P's and Q's when you're around him? Don't act like that. Be you. That's it." She continued to eat her food.
She's right, Klaire thought. She was thinking too much into it. L undoubtedly already knew what kind of person she was, and he liked her! So there was no need to change herself to suit him. He was perfectly fine with her as she is now.
She took her time eating her breakfast...L wasn't going anywhere.
At around 11, L called Klaire to make sure she was on schedule.
"Yea, I will be leaving out shortly. Is there any change in plans?"
"No not at all I'm just making sure everything is still a 'Go'. I will call you when your car has arrived."
"Your sending me a car?"
"Yea I am."
"But I have a car that will take me."
"I can't trust in that. I'm not doubting you're reliability, just the car and person driving."
"Oh, yea I understand."
"Good. Goodbye Klaire."
He hung up and moved to the shower. He had already taken a shower when he woke up from another one of his real live dreams of Klaire, but he felt as if he wasn't clean enough all of a sudden. He scrambled to the shower, cleaned himself again, got dressed. But soon found that he didn't like what he was wearing.
"L what are you doing?"
"I'm getting ready."
"I thought you were already ready?"
"Well yea but I didn't look right and I think I may have started to sweat again so I took a shower."
"Why are you so fidgety all of a sudden?"
" What are you talking about?"
"You're jumpy and running all over the place, you're not nervous are you?"
"...yes. A little."
"Well why are you? You two have already met. There's no need to get all dressed up, she likes you the way you are."
"But what if she's expecting 'L' to be more extravagant?"
"It wouldn't matter, she's in love with you so it s hardly an issue."
He's right L thought. He didn't need to go out of his way to please Klaire because he did it already, as Lucas, but still HE did it.
And she liked it.
He looked down at his clothes and smiled. He threw on a white t-shirt and jeans.
Nothing too fancy, just the way Klaire like him.
"Yea, I got it guys...bye." Klaire said as she got into the car L sent her.
"Please Klaire be careful. Keep you're phone nearby...on second thought dial 119 but don't press send just have it ready. OK?"
Klaire nodded and closed the door.
The car pulled off leaving her parents behind. She wondered what awaited her at her destination. What L would expect of her? What would he wanted to say to her?
"I'm on the top floor room number 601F. Please leave your belongings in the room but I will be waiting for you on the balcony."
"OK. I got it, goodbye L. See you when I get up there." She hung up for a change.
Her heart was beating like a drum the entire time, still wondering what kind of person L would be. Then she had that horrible thought again. That thought that sounded weird but was a definite possibility. L being a girl. She hoped he was not. Having a girl have a crush on her was a little weird.
She was not surprised that L chose a high class hotel versus a more simple one, she just assumed that he liked to reward himself from time to time.
Once the elevator doors opened, she stepped on and pushed the button for the top floor.
She had so many thoughts about turning back. About leaving, but the curious part of her wouldn't allow it. Not to mention the part of her that was grateful to L and cared for him.
The bell she heard letting her know that she was at her floor seemed louder than usual, it scared her. She took a breath and get off. The sign told her rooms 651-699 were to her left and rooms 601-650 were to her right, beginning with 650.
She has to go all the way to the other side of the building.
Great, she thought. Enough time for her to walk the halls and let her anxiety build.
Each step down the marble floored hallway seemed to echo...
645.
Every step seemed like a stomp...
621.
Her breath seemed thin like she was in a room filled with smoke...
613.
Nerves got the best of her as she neared his room. L's room.
601.
She put her hand on the knob but couldn't move. This was it. No turning back. Once she pushed this door open she had to go through with this. All her assumptions of L would now be proven true or false, all she had to do was turn the knob.
She took yet another nervous breath, deeper this time.
Behind this door was her crush, one of the greatest detectives in the world, L. The man who saved her. The man who liked her.
She opened the door.
L heard the door open from out on the balcony. He choked on his cookie, drunk some juice and wiped his mouth. He sat back in his seat and waited for her to come in.
This was it.
Klaire was immediately greeted by a soft homely fragrance, that smelled clean but wasn't too harsh. She saw a table full of food and wanted to move to get some but her eyes locked on the balcony. The French doors were pushed wide open with a nice view out to the city. She slowly walked over to them and stood in the doorway.
It was him.
L.
His back was to her, looking out onto the city.
She didn't know whether she should just sit down or stand and wait for him to notice she was there.
"Its OK Klaire, sit down."
She moved to the seat right nest to him still not able to see his face. Maybe this is how he wanted it. Maybe she wasn't required to see his face.
She saw a plate of cookies on the table, one was half eaten.
She thought of Lucas for a minute then focused back on the man in front of her.
"I'm not late am I?"
"Of course not."
He turned to face her properly.
"Oh my God...Lucas?"