Tegan POV
As my body calmed and my breathing returned to normal, my thoughts picked up speed. Aura had expressed concern about moving too fast and whether this was a one night stand type of thing. I didn't want it to be. I could feel myself becoming more fond of her with everything new I learned. She was beautiful, inside and out. I pondered my last relationship, it having ended so recently. When trying to make me feel better on our car ride, Aura had mentioned rebounding. I didn't want that to be what this was. I didn't feel that way. I had rebounded hard after my breakup with Jenn, and this wasn't hitting the same notes within me. My thoughts wandered back to the woman laying on my chest, her head rose and fell with my breath. I could feel her heartbeat steadying against my skin. I knew she was a fan, but she didn't strike me as someone who would do any of the things that makes that fact worrisome. She wouldn't go home and plaster our affair all over the internet. She wouldn't take inappropriate pictures when I wasn't looking and send them to some lurid magazine. She seemed genuinely interested in me, beyond the stage me. She shuffled her weight to look at me.
"Mmm…I'll be right back. Don't run away?" she said.
"Not without you," I grinned, and gave her a gentle kiss. When I pulled away, she turned her head to my chest. Suddenly, she hopped off of me and practically ran to the bathroom. What the hell? I thought to myself. Then my ponderings returned to her anxieties. I realized she probably felt embarrassed for letting things go so far this morn-afternoon. I made a mental note to ask her about it when she came back, because even if we didn't continue to see each other, I wanted to make sure she was happy. She wasn't deserving of so much stress and worry. As she reentered the room, I watched her eyes dart around, confirming my fears that she was tense about what just happened. Since she was still naked, I couldn't help but let my own vision take her in from head to toe, knowing that it could be the last time. Aura's expression changed as she crawled on all fours back to me. Honestly, it gave me a quite pleasant view, and my enjoyment must have shown on my face.
"See something you like?" she asked and kissed me. My previous notions to sooth her were momentarily forgotten upon her lips.
"You have no idea," I jested. She gave me a look that read, 'Oh really?'.
"Oh I'm pretty sure I have an idea," her eyes grazed over my body as mine had done to hers. My hand found her hair, and I lowered her into another kiss. It immediately became heavy. When she moaned, my mind remembered our romp, and subsequently, what I wanted to talk to her about.
"Hey," I breathed, touching our foreheads. I moved my head back enough to make eye contact. "You okay?"
"Fine. Why?" she blinked at me. I knew that word. It's one of the worst words to hear from a woman. I pulled us to sit up.
"Oh god. Fine is never a good thing," I voiced my thoughts. "You weren't ready were you? I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to push you." I hugged her and hoped my words conveyed my honesty.
"No! No, no, no. That's not it at all," Aura contradicted me. She met our eyes again, but our arms rested loosely around each other. "Don't think I regret anything. Please. I don't want you to think that at all."
"Then, why did you freak out?" I asked, now completely unsure as to what was going on in her head. She gave me a questioning look, so I explained further. "You rushed away from me, and then you were looking all over the room like you wanted to find the escape route, when you came back." Aura closed her eyes for a moment.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to concern you. I just…" she hesitated, "I'm still not a hundred percent sure on the whole 'it's not a one night stand' thing, I guess. I don't want it to end up that you're just rebounding, or you to think that I'm just some crazy fan trying to get into your pants, or that you're just doing the rock star player thing." I had to stop her before she got even farther down the rabbit hole
"Hey! Hey. How about this? I can guarantee that I won't think of you as a crazy fan trying to jump my bones, as long as you don't think I'm a 'rock star player'. I'm really not that famous, I promise," I smiled, wanting to extinguish her worries.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to imply that you were a player," she tried to atone.
"You really need to quit apologizing. It's okay. I'm not offended, and I know that's not what you meant," I took her chin in my hand and laid my thumb to her mouth. "As far as I can tell, this isn't a rebound thing. I like you. A lot. And I want to spend time with you and get to know you, and see what happens. For real." Aura pressed her lips to my thumb and met my eyes.
"You really fucking know what to say to a girl, don't you?" she complimented.
"That's the hope," I replied. "So can we just be Aura and Tegan: seeing where this goes? No pretext or hidden motives. Just two people who like each other."
"Sounds like a marvelous plan," she grinned at me, visibly more relaxed. Aura brought my lip between hers and suckled it. We got into another heavy kiss. I pulled away slightly, but left my lips on hers. She groaned onto them.
"We should probably get dressed and join the world of the living sometime. Sara's already going to give us hell for how long we've been in here," I muttered, not enthused about leaving the bed that had a gorgeous naked woman on it.
"Oh? Is that your only reason to get up?" Aura teased me, separating our lips finally.
"Pretty much. Other than her and food, I'm tempted to stay here indefinitely with you. Fuck clothes," I smirked.
"Indefinitely, eh?" she returned the grin, and I lost the bit of gumption I had just mustered.
"Yeah. Indefinitely," I smashed our mouths together again. I kept going until she was laying under me once more. Hoping that she forgot my suggestion, I drug my fingers up her side and palmed her breast. She nudged my shoulders back. Damn it, maybe she didn't.
"That's not really conducive to 'joining the living'," she laughed softly.
"So what? The temptation is strong," I explained, but my stomach interrupted me with a protest of its own. "There's the food reason to get up," I leaned back on my knees and rubbed my empty stomach. With her impeccable timing, I heard my phone play Sara's text ringtone. I picked it up and read the text. "And there's the Sara reason." Sara had asked if we wanted to get food at a place called 'Chipotle', but I had never heard of it. I didn't want to give her another reason to tease me relentlessly, so I just agreed. "Do you know what a 'chip-ah-tull' is? Sara says she wants to eat there. I told her it's cool, 'cause I didn't want her to have more ammunition." I hoped Aura knew, being that she was probably driving us again.
"It's pronounced chip-oh-tlay, and I love their food," she cracked up at me. Playing offended, I stuck my tongue out. "Put that away unless you plan on using it."
"Oh I plan to," I pounced to make good of my word. I kissed and bit her from just under her ear to her collarbone.
"We're never getting out of this bed, are we?" she protested aloud, but her actions did not stop me this time.
"Temptation is really, really strong," I said, letting my lips brush her skin with each word. She tangled her fingers in my hair and flipped us. She passionately twisted our tongues, but then quickly got up off the bed and left me heaving. I returned to lay on my stomach and bury my face in the bedding, groaning.
"Come on. It hurts me as much as it hurts you, but we do need sustenance," she taunted. I felt a meaningful but gentle smack on my ass. My reflex to the hidden kink made me let out a high pitched yelp into the sheets.
"Not helping!" I didn't want to straight out say it, but I did want to hint that she was welcome to do that again. I heard her giggle, and then I felt clothes being tossed at me. My stomach voiced it's vote again, so I moved to put my clothes back on. Aura walked into the bathroom again. Berating myself, I remembered that we were in my hotel room, and I didn't have to put on dirty clothes.
"Hey, can I use your comb?" Aura yelled to me.
"Huh? Sure," I allowed. I quickly undressed and shoved the dirty clothes with my others. With a hasty inventory of what I had with me, I pulled out an outfit that I thought was flattering. By the time I was putting on my shoes, she came out and sat to put her own on. I watched her movements, trying to memorize the way her hair fell and the visible beauty marks and few soft freckles. She was amazingly beautiful, but I could tell she didn't believe it fully. The way she was shy about most of our interactions led me to believe that she wasn't feeling deserving of my attention. She had no air of arrogance or ego. Hell, she didn't even want to sing in front of me at first.
"Let's go," she smiled at me and handed me my coat. Sara was already waiting for us by the elevator, and we made our way to the car. I vowed to try to help her see what I saw. I only had a few more days to win her over, and I was more determined than ever.
