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Eurotrip – Chapter 8
"Isn't this the life Ron?"
Kim was practically laughing as she dipped the wing of their double hang glider, throwing them into a short dive before catching a thermal and rising back up into the sky, higher than before. Ron let out a little whimper, and Kim looked over to see his eyes clamped shut tight.
"Ron, open your eyes, it's not that bad. We do this sort of thing all the time."
Ron felt Kim's hand press against his, his hands clasped firmly to the bar in front of him, despite the fact he was fully strapped in and the bar was only needed to assist in steering. "KP, those were missions, we're supposed to be on vacation. You know, relaxing, marinating. Hang gliding is not my idea of relaxing."
Kim just shook her head, and went for another dive, eliciting a brief scream from Ron. She ignored the look he gave her, before clamping his eyes shut again. "KP, can you stop that? I'm getting rumbly in the tummy."
Kim took sympathy on her boyfriend, as his face was indeed beginning to turn an interesting shade of green. "All right, you win. When we get down, we'll do whatever you want to do."
Ron nodded his assent, and Kim settled in to enjoy the rest of their little adventure in the sky.
It seemed almost strange, going to Switzerland and not being able to ski, but considering it was the middle of the summer, she figured she couldn't fault the weather. Besides, Switzerland had much more to offer than just the majestic, snow-covered slopes that they were so famous for. When Kim had seen the hang gliding rentals on check in at the resort they were staying at, compliments of the house thanks to saving the owner's daughter from a crashing bus a few months ago, she knew she just had to do it. Sailing among the mountains, riding the wind, it was incredibly relaxing for her.
Of course, Ron didn't exactly feel the same way. She knew he had only assented because she really wanted to go. He had even left Rufus back at the room, where he'd be safe. That was part of what she loved about Ron though, that willingness to back her through thick and thin, to stick by her no matter what. Of course, she had to make sure that she didn't abuse that trust in her, to allow Ron to take the lead, and to do things he wanted to do as well.
She leaned to the right, bringing the glider into a turn back towards the resort. She felt Ron move a hand over hers, giving it a squeeze, and she saw him smile back, knowing that the harrowing adventure in the sky was almost over.
The ride was gentle, as they touched down back at the landing area, and the two teens quickly unstrapped themselves. Free of the restraints, Kim grabbed Ron in a hug, holding him tight and kissing him lightly. Ron was surprised for a moment, but smiled broadly.
"What was that for KP?"
Her arms wrapped around him, she kissed him quickly again. "For being the best boyfriend ever, and coming with me up there, even when you didn't want to."
Ron just gave a lopsided grin in response. "Well, I am the most bon-diggity boyfriend on the planet after all."
Kim slapped him playfully, laughing lightly. "So what do you want to do now, grab some lunch?"
"Sounds like an idea. Should we get Rufus?"
Kim considered it briefly, but shook her head. "The restaurant is right here, and our room is quite a walk. Besides, it might be nice not to have to protect our food for one meal. We'll bring him something back after we eat."
Ron nodded, and the pair headed off. "He's probably sleeping anyways. He'll be fine."
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Rufus lay back on the pillows, smiling broadly, as the room service attendants brought in the trays laden heavily with food. One whole tray was devoted to a broad selection of cheeses, the smell of which set Rufus' mouth watering instantly.
The head attendant bowed his head to the little rodent. "Your order Monsieur Rufus. Bon apetit!"
Rufus chattered in appreciation, and dove head first into the pile of cheese.
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Lunch was enjoyable, but Ron seemed almost jumpy, as if he expected the waiters to jump him at any moment. "Ron, what's the matter."
Ron just shook his head lightly, taking a bite of the remaining vegetables, almost picking at them. "It's nothing KP."
She let it go for a couple more minutes, until he almost hurt himself craning his neck watching someone pass outside the window. "Seriously Ron, something has got you majorly tweaked. What's up?"
Ron sighed, putting his fork down for a moment. "You're going to think I'm crazy, but… I'm half expecting we're going to get attacked, or interrupted, or something."
Kim just smiled reassuringly. "Ron, I don't think anything is going to happen."
"Kim, we've been interrupted everywhere we've gone. Duff in London, Bonnie in Paris, the Senors in Spain… I'm half expecting to see DNAmy or Drakken or Motor Ed pop up around the corner and attack."
Kim had to admit, he had a point, and a good one. It did seem like they had been fighting some villain (she felt she could class Bonnie in there as well) every step of the way. "Ron, if it happens, it happens. There's no point worrying about it, and losing the good times in our trip too."
"Yeah, I guess you're right." Ron picked up his fork again, stuffing his food in quickly. "I mean, it's not like there's enough villains to go around interrupting EVERY stop we have, right?"
Kim nodded, glad he had put the matter behind him. Of course, that last comment of his didn't exactly inspire her too much. She shook the thought away, watching him finish off his plate. "So Ron, what do you want to do next?"
Ron seemed to consider that for a moment, as if trying to find the right way to phrase the words. "Anything?"
"Anything Ron. You let me pick this morning, so you get to decide what we do next."
Ron's smile broadened, and his eyes twinkled in an almost mischievous look. "Well then, I think I have the perfect idea."
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"Oh Ron, this was an amazing idea!"
Kim moaned as his fingers pressed deeper, and a small shudder ran through her body. "Ron, you have no idea how much I needed this."
"Oh, I think I do."
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Kim moaned again, and Rufus decided he had heard enough, clambering into the small room adjacent. His boy and girl were feeling amorous, and that was all the hint he needed. Even if it was only his boy giving his girl a massage in the hot tub, he really didn't need to hear it. Besides, he was tired, especially after his humans had gotten back to the room.
"So I'll get changed, and we'll just… Rufus?"
Rufus looked up from slumber. He lay sprawled on his back, his stomach distended from the great bounty he had devoured. He raised one paw, waving it weakly as his humans stared down at him. Kim gave his boy a look, before heading out of the room.
"Rufus buddy," Ron sat down beside him, pushing a platter out of the way to do so, "I think you need to clean this up before Kim gets back."
So Rufus had cleaned it all up, even making sure to get all the crumbs from the mattress. Now all he wanted to do was sleep. After all, he needed the energy for supper tonight!
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Ron had just planned on sitting in the hot tub with Kim, marinating the day away in the soothing water while getting a chance to see Kim in her very small, two-piece bikini again. Of course, when he saw Kim roll her shoulder with a little discomfort, he couldn't let the opportunity pass.
Kim moaned again under his ministrations, and felt her press back against him even more. Ron's brain was in overload, and it was all he could do to keep his fingers moving. His head leaned forward of his own volition, and he could smell the shampoo she used for her hair; it smelled of strawberries. His nose nuzzled up against her hair, and his eyes closed, his fingers still working quickly and efficiently.
Unable to help himself, his lips came down on the nape of her neck, gently bringing down a rain of kisses on her smooth skin. Her left arm came up, and Ron could feel her fingers press against his neck, encouraging him further. His lips trailed along the shoulder blade, his mind marveling at all the bare skin available to his touch.
Kim turned her head, looking up at him, and Ron brought his lips down to meet hers. They danced against his, encouraging him further. His tongue gently probed her roving lips, and was happy to feel hers return the gesture.
He was almost surprised when he realized Kim had turned around without him even noticing, his attention so deeply drawn to the feel of her on his lips. Her one hand was still on the back of his neck, pulling him deeper to her. Her other hand stroked up and down his back, and he paused to return the favour.
With renewed hunger, he captured her lips. He could feel her breasts, barely clad, pressing against him. His hands slid down her back, slowly, labourously, making their way downward, until he was gently cupping Kim's scantily clad behind. She squeaked lightly in response, and Ron thought he might have gone too far, but when he felt her do the same, knew that he had been given the all clear.
For some time, the two pressed on with this, and Ron found breathing almost impossible. Yet not once did he want to stop. When Kim suddenly pulled away, Ron groaned slightly.
Kim, panting heavily, green eyes sparkling, caught his gaze quickly. Her words were barely a whisper, but Ron heard them as clearly as if it was shouted to him.
"Let's go to the bedroom."
Ron's eyes widened as she grasped his hand in hers, rising from the hot tub. If this was what he thought it was, then there was no way he was going to say no. Despite having dated for over a year now, they hadn't yet taken that last, final step. They had talked about it, and they knew they weren't yet ready for something like that. But that had been months ago, and Ron finally felt he was ready for it. But he didn't want to push Kim into it. He wanted her to be ready for it on her own, with no pressure from him. He loved her and respected her far too much for that.
When she turned her head, giving him a seductive smile as she pulled him to the bedroom, his knees felt almost weak. As they passed through the doorway, she gave him a tug, pulling him to her. Their lips met again, impassioned, frenzied, and they fell back onto the bed. A small part of Ron's mind commented back to him just how good a job Rufus had done at cleaning up the bed, but that thought was lost when he felt a hand that was not his own take hold of him. His mouth instantly opened, almost in shock, at how such a simple touch could affect him.
He began trailing kisses down her body, working the neck like he knew she enjoyed. Kim mewled in response, and the emboldened Ron further. His lips traveled further down, now roaming just above the flimsy material that denied him. He kissed the tops of her breasts gently, felt her rise up to meet him. One hand slid further down, cupping her behind gently, the fingers lightly probing. The other joined his lips up higher, lightly stroking through the material. Carefully, the hand started pulling down the bikini top.
He felt her tense under him, but didn't think anything of it. So captivated in what he was doing, he failed to hear her the first time. When she pushed him away, he finally heard what she was saying.
"Stop… please stop…"
Ron rose quickly to his feet, aghast. Kim looked scared, and it was not a look he was used to seeing in her face. He backed up a couple steps, realizing he had gone too far. Turning quickly, he fled the room.
Kim tried calling after him, but he was gone.
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Kim, dressed now, wandered the resort for over an hour before she found him. It wasn't anywhere where she would ever expect to find him. He sat hunched over a bar, gripping a glass in front of him like a man dying of thirst. She could see quite clearly that the drink was alcoholic, and she worried just how much her rejection might have hurt him.
The bartender nodded to her as she walked in, and paused when she leaned closer. "How many has he had?"
The bartender just smirked in response. "That's his first one, and he hasn't even touched it."
Breathing a slight sigh of relief, she made her way over to Ron. As she got closer, he noticed her, and she could see the look in his eye, as if he wanted to bolt away. Thankfully, he remained there, but he wouldn't look her in the eye.
Kim tried desperately to think of what she wanted to say. She had rehearsed it a thousand times in her head, but now that he was here, all thoughts fled from her. Finally, just as she had come up with something, he spoke.
"Kim, I am so sorry."
Kim blinked in surprise. It definitely wasn't what she expected to hear. "What?"
He turned to face her, and now that she was closer, she could see that he was crying. "I'm so sorry Kim. I shouldn't have forced you like that, and now I've ruined everything and I'll understand if you never want to talk to me ever again and…"
Kim, who was tearing up through Ron's litany, bent down and quickly quieted him with a kiss. To say that Ron was shocked would be an understatement, as he fell back from the stool, thankfully having let go of his drink, and he fell hard to the floor. Kim giggled slightly, before remembering that he was hurting.
Kim helped him to his feet, and helped him to sit back down. "Oh God Ron, I'm sorry too, but I think we both have the wrong idea. It's not your fault Ron."
"It's not?" Ron could only stare at her blankly. "Bu… but you were so scared, and I…"
"Ron, I'm sorry. I thought I was ready, but when you were… I just… I panicked. It wasn't your fault. I thought, when you ran off like that, that you were mad at me for stopping it."
Ron's eyes softened, and he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. "KP, I would never be angry at you for that. I love you! I don't want to do anything you are not ready for, you know that."
The two teens hugged each other tightly for some time, before slowly pulling away. Kim sniffled slightly, gazing up into his chocolaty brown eyes. "So, what do you want to do now?"
Ron grinned, kissing her gently. "Well, I guess I could go for something to eat."
"Sounds good. Let's get out of here."
Kim started to head out, but paused when she saw Ron looking back at the bar. "What's the sitch?"
Ron's lips twisted as he considered something. "You know, I do wonder what all the fuss is about."
Kim saw him eyeing his untouched drink, and just shook her head. "Ron, I really don't think that's such a good idea."
"I paid for it already, be a shame to waste it."
Before Kim could respond, Ron had grabbed the glass and took a drink. Almost instantly, his eyes widened and he began to gasp. His hands reached for his throat, and he fell to the floor, his voice a raspy whisper.
"Po… poison… Kim… avenge me!"
Kim just rolled her eyes, picking Ron up, much to the amusement of the bartender, who just smiled as she took him out of there.
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Ron smiled as he felt Kim press against him. Despite the earlier mishap, the rest of their night had gone wonderfully. After dinner, they went dancing, and it seemed that the incident was behind them. There was a moment when Kim pulled him towards her room, that he almost panicked again, but when she explained she just wanted to be close to him, he settled down.
Kim shifted slightly, her back pressed against his front, but she calmed down when his arm wrapped over her protectively. He heard her sigh slightly, and he could almost feel the smile she had on her face as she drifted back to sleep.
Finally, when he felt his eyes drooping dangerously, he kissed her lightly on the neck, savouring the smell of strawberries as he too drifted off to sleep. "I love you Kim."
As sleep claimed him, he could hear her whispered response. "I love you too Ron."
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Author's Notes – This chapter is dedicated to mattb3671, the man better known to some as Papa Smuff, who is now revamping the third in his series of smufftacular stories. We're all waiting eagerly for it man!
I have the next 3 chapters after this as well, before we return to Johnrie18's considerable talents. But wasn't it nice to give them a break for once? Too bad it can't last.