Chapter Three:
Clarice looked through her room, having all her bags packed. She double checked everything, and made sure nothing was missing.
The FBI had given her the mandatory leave just as Krendler said they would, and she embraced it. Why would she mind? She has a wonderful trip to look forward to, and a break from the FBI.
She laughed to herself, 'We're worried for your safety Starling. You've been looking over the Lecter files too long, you need a break from the stresses. We're only looking out for your health.' The anger and laughted let themselves out at the same time. She was angry with the FBI for pinning on her a lame excuse about health, and laughing at them for their stupidity. She was already completley affected by the good Dr. Giving her a leave would only make it worse.
She sighed to herself, and looked over her things. She got into bed and waited. She would leave first thing in the morning.
*The Next Morning*
I look at her as she walks into the counter to board the cruise liner. I run my hand over my new goatee, and smile to myself. Passport and ticket in hand, I walk up behind her. I take a large breath of her scent, filling me to the core. Unaware that I'm there behind her, she thanks the woman behind the counter, and boards the ship. I give my ticket, and do the same. Ten steps behind her all the way.
I made sure that my room would directly connect with hers. Saves me time, this way so I dont need to track her down on the ship to expose my presence. Watching her shut and hearing her lock the door, I smile.
"Thats my girl."
She takes a shower...I can hear her crying through the wall. I'm tempted to go to her now, to expose her while she is so vulnerable, but I wait. I wait for the oppurtunity for her to be ready. She is waiting for me. I know she is. She's waiting for me to pop out from a corner, and do terrible, unimaginable things to her. Smiling to myself once more, I think of the possibilitys that can occur on this cruise. I smile in anticipation to feel her skin once more...
Clarice walks to the Bar of the Cruise, passing the pool deck outside. Sitting alone, she orders herself a drink. Obviously deep in thought, someone sits next to her. She looks over to the man with the goatee, and looks away, unwilling to let herself examin his face. His cologn slides through the air, and fills her nose. Senses exploding from the sweet auroma. She takes in another large breath, and sighs.
Her mind once again gets lost in the thought of Dr. Lecter. The scent of the man beside her reminded her of him. She curiously looked at the mans head, for he was not facing her anymore, but facing the other side of the bar. She looked over his clothes, and shoes. Ignoring the ideas running through her head as they have done with millions of other strangers, she got up with her drink, and went back to her room.
"Get ahold of yourself Clarice." The same voice floated in her head over and over again. She would not ruin this trip thinking of him. She would not think of how he looked, or smelled or....Damnit! She stopped...she went to her suit case and got out a bathingsuit.
'Maybe a swim will do me some good.'
I watch her from a distance, the only one in the pool. My God she looks incredible. Her beauty rises from her, filling the air I breathe. I take a glance at her body as she rises ready to dive in once more...dripping from head to toe...she's magnificant. The way she looks ceases to amaze me everyday. I find myself looking at her, and wishing that it would not be from so far. If I could only see her eyes one more time...to stare into them, and get lost like I had before. I retreated from my position, and went back to my room. I will see her tonight. I shall be waiting for her when she gets back.
Clarice rises from the pool and watches as the stranger walks the deck and goes back inside to the rooms. She shruggs it off, and goes in for another dive. Taking a few laps, and getting out once more. She looked up to the sky, and heard that voice again...."Some of our stars are the same...."
'Indeed'
She got her towel, and walked slowly back to her room. There would be no more thinking of him tonight.
I'm waiting here now...taking in her scent. Sitting in the dark, I wait.
The door opens, and Dr. Lecter rises from her bed, and stands in the darkness near her bed. Starling, unaware that anyone had gotten in her room, and neglecting to notice the door that connected her room to the one next to her was unlocked, walked in. Turning on the light, she looked up, catching his eyes.
She dropped all her things out of her hands, and slammed the door shut. She stood there, dumbfounded by his presence...unable to speak a word. Their eyes locked, and she began to tremble. Dripping wet still, skin tight, she could only stare.
"Goodevening Clarice. I did not mean to startle you, I assure you, my intentions were just the opposite. Though I knew you would react in the manner you are at the moment, I came anyway."
She blinked for the first time since she saw him and spoke softly, "Dr...what...how did you know I was here?"
He winked, "really Clarice, did you think you could get rid of me?"
She thought about it for a moment..."I didn't want to Dr."
This caught him off guard. He stood there, hesitating for a moment.
"Well my dear, you would do anything to take my freedom from me. So I suppose you did not want to get rid of me, in fear you would never catch me."
She walked closer to him now, regaining her confidence. "You know Dr. there have been many things I've wanted to say to you over the years."
He gave her a look to continue.
She sat down on the bed, unaware that she was only in a bathingsuit, and continued, "I've always wondered, why you didn't come after me Dr."
"I gave you my word I would not," he winked, "am I the type to go back on my word Clarice?"
"I did not mean to kill me Dr."
She stood up, and unconciously, pressed herself against him, pressing him to the wall, catching him off guard.
"You want me Dr. I know there is a better way to say it, but I don't care."
He looked into her eyes, and saw the lust that lied there, he was unsure of how to move next. Her body pressed firmly against his, did not help his thinking, and the fact that she was running her hands over his chest didn't either.
Clarice Starling was trying to seduce him.
I looked at my darling little Starling running her hands over my body, and shivered. I wondered why I had not seen it before in her. How she could want me so badly, and not know it. The attraction to her was always there, that was not a doubt, but was she in such shock, that it made her unaware of her actions? This is what I worry.
"I see the hesitation in your eyes Dr. Lecter. I can tell you are thinking to yourself 'is she sane?' I can assure you, I am quite sane. I've been waiting for this meeting for seven long years Dr. You cant expect me to sit here and pretend I didn't think of you at all."
He looked down at her, viewing himself from a distance. She had taken his agressivness, and he had taken her submissivness. It was amazing that she could change him in this way.
He looked at her, and his hand instinctuivly reached for her face, and pulled her to him for a kiss.
Clarice looked through her room, having all her bags packed. She double checked everything, and made sure nothing was missing.
The FBI had given her the mandatory leave just as Krendler said they would, and she embraced it. Why would she mind? She has a wonderful trip to look forward to, and a break from the FBI.
She laughed to herself, 'We're worried for your safety Starling. You've been looking over the Lecter files too long, you need a break from the stresses. We're only looking out for your health.' The anger and laughted let themselves out at the same time. She was angry with the FBI for pinning on her a lame excuse about health, and laughing at them for their stupidity. She was already completley affected by the good Dr. Giving her a leave would only make it worse.
She sighed to herself, and looked over her things. She got into bed and waited. She would leave first thing in the morning.
*The Next Morning*
I look at her as she walks into the counter to board the cruise liner. I run my hand over my new goatee, and smile to myself. Passport and ticket in hand, I walk up behind her. I take a large breath of her scent, filling me to the core. Unaware that I'm there behind her, she thanks the woman behind the counter, and boards the ship. I give my ticket, and do the same. Ten steps behind her all the way.
I made sure that my room would directly connect with hers. Saves me time, this way so I dont need to track her down on the ship to expose my presence. Watching her shut and hearing her lock the door, I smile.
"Thats my girl."
She takes a shower...I can hear her crying through the wall. I'm tempted to go to her now, to expose her while she is so vulnerable, but I wait. I wait for the oppurtunity for her to be ready. She is waiting for me. I know she is. She's waiting for me to pop out from a corner, and do terrible, unimaginable things to her. Smiling to myself once more, I think of the possibilitys that can occur on this cruise. I smile in anticipation to feel her skin once more...
Clarice walks to the Bar of the Cruise, passing the pool deck outside. Sitting alone, she orders herself a drink. Obviously deep in thought, someone sits next to her. She looks over to the man with the goatee, and looks away, unwilling to let herself examin his face. His cologn slides through the air, and fills her nose. Senses exploding from the sweet auroma. She takes in another large breath, and sighs.
Her mind once again gets lost in the thought of Dr. Lecter. The scent of the man beside her reminded her of him. She curiously looked at the mans head, for he was not facing her anymore, but facing the other side of the bar. She looked over his clothes, and shoes. Ignoring the ideas running through her head as they have done with millions of other strangers, she got up with her drink, and went back to her room.
"Get ahold of yourself Clarice." The same voice floated in her head over and over again. She would not ruin this trip thinking of him. She would not think of how he looked, or smelled or....Damnit! She stopped...she went to her suit case and got out a bathingsuit.
'Maybe a swim will do me some good.'
I watch her from a distance, the only one in the pool. My God she looks incredible. Her beauty rises from her, filling the air I breathe. I take a glance at her body as she rises ready to dive in once more...dripping from head to toe...she's magnificant. The way she looks ceases to amaze me everyday. I find myself looking at her, and wishing that it would not be from so far. If I could only see her eyes one more time...to stare into them, and get lost like I had before. I retreated from my position, and went back to my room. I will see her tonight. I shall be waiting for her when she gets back.
Clarice rises from the pool and watches as the stranger walks the deck and goes back inside to the rooms. She shruggs it off, and goes in for another dive. Taking a few laps, and getting out once more. She looked up to the sky, and heard that voice again...."Some of our stars are the same...."
'Indeed'
She got her towel, and walked slowly back to her room. There would be no more thinking of him tonight.
I'm waiting here now...taking in her scent. Sitting in the dark, I wait.
The door opens, and Dr. Lecter rises from her bed, and stands in the darkness near her bed. Starling, unaware that anyone had gotten in her room, and neglecting to notice the door that connected her room to the one next to her was unlocked, walked in. Turning on the light, she looked up, catching his eyes.
She dropped all her things out of her hands, and slammed the door shut. She stood there, dumbfounded by his presence...unable to speak a word. Their eyes locked, and she began to tremble. Dripping wet still, skin tight, she could only stare.
"Goodevening Clarice. I did not mean to startle you, I assure you, my intentions were just the opposite. Though I knew you would react in the manner you are at the moment, I came anyway."
She blinked for the first time since she saw him and spoke softly, "Dr...what...how did you know I was here?"
He winked, "really Clarice, did you think you could get rid of me?"
She thought about it for a moment..."I didn't want to Dr."
This caught him off guard. He stood there, hesitating for a moment.
"Well my dear, you would do anything to take my freedom from me. So I suppose you did not want to get rid of me, in fear you would never catch me."
She walked closer to him now, regaining her confidence. "You know Dr. there have been many things I've wanted to say to you over the years."
He gave her a look to continue.
She sat down on the bed, unaware that she was only in a bathingsuit, and continued, "I've always wondered, why you didn't come after me Dr."
"I gave you my word I would not," he winked, "am I the type to go back on my word Clarice?"
"I did not mean to kill me Dr."
She stood up, and unconciously, pressed herself against him, pressing him to the wall, catching him off guard.
"You want me Dr. I know there is a better way to say it, but I don't care."
He looked into her eyes, and saw the lust that lied there, he was unsure of how to move next. Her body pressed firmly against his, did not help his thinking, and the fact that she was running her hands over his chest didn't either.
Clarice Starling was trying to seduce him.
I looked at my darling little Starling running her hands over my body, and shivered. I wondered why I had not seen it before in her. How she could want me so badly, and not know it. The attraction to her was always there, that was not a doubt, but was she in such shock, that it made her unaware of her actions? This is what I worry.
"I see the hesitation in your eyes Dr. Lecter. I can tell you are thinking to yourself 'is she sane?' I can assure you, I am quite sane. I've been waiting for this meeting for seven long years Dr. You cant expect me to sit here and pretend I didn't think of you at all."
He looked down at her, viewing himself from a distance. She had taken his agressivness, and he had taken her submissivness. It was amazing that she could change him in this way.
He looked at her, and his hand instinctuivly reached for her face, and pulled her to him for a kiss.
