Nick awoke to the feeling of being smushed, he opened his eyes to find a sleeping Catherine. He was on his back, and she was practically on top of him. But he didn't mind. He smiled and began to stroke her back. this is nice he thought to himself I could get used to this, wait no…Catherine is lonely and vulnerable at that thought he stopped stroking her back. Her eyes began to flutter open. She looked up to meet his gaze. "Hey" she smiled.
"Hi" he smiled back. "When did you get here?"
"I don't know, what time is it?" she asked wearily.
"Umm 2 in the morning" he answered.
"Wow…we've been here a while." She wrapped an arm around his waist and another on his chest, and began to draw little circles with her fingers.
"Hey that tickles," he laughed.
"OK" she said, but kept the circles going.
"Hey…are you hungry? I could make some breakfast."
"Sure…you cook?"
"Yea my mom taught me."
"Aww that's sweet."
"Thank you." He began to try to get up, but realized that Catherine was still glued to his side. She realized what was going on and now she to was struggling to get up. She managed to maneuver herself to a sitting position, but was now completely on top of him. "Umm" she breathed in.
"heh..Uh" he was at a loss for words. She looked up and met his gaze. She moved. They were now centimeters apart. His breathing increased, but she took over. Leaned in slowly and lightly kissed his lips. No reaction. what am I doing? she thought he must think I'm a slut. He pulled her down and kissed her. Exploring unknown territory. She made a move. Her tongue seeking access to his mouth, he answered and opened his mouth slightly. She began to whimper. He smiled in his head, and opened his mouth just enough for her tongue to slip in. She was done exploring. She knew every inch of his mouth. She deepened the kiss. He didn't know what to do. He wanted her, but he didn't want to take advantage of her. He pulled away.
"Cath…what are we doing here?"
"What do you mean?" She asked a little scared at his question. hello I'm making out with you here doesn't that mean something? she thought.
"This you …me…us?"
"Well I…I…thought you wanted this."
"I do…really I do! But I don't want to take advantage of you. I don't want us to be vulnerable and then have "comfort sex" and never talk to you again."
"Well what if I take advantage of you?" She asked seductively.
"Heh…umm, how about I make you breakfast, and then you can take advantage of me."
"Well OK …cowboy this breakfast better be good." She got up and headed for the kitchen. He jumped up and wrapped his arms around her waist from behind and said, "Oh it will ma'am."