Chapter 11: Heat Of The Moment?
Fiona's POV
After an hour or so, Amy decided it was time for her to go to bed. She got up out of her chair and was about to walk upstairs when she stopped...turning to me and Terry. "I'm gonna get some sleep, now. Have fun!" Amy smiled at us, continuing up the stairs. I breathed a small sigh of relief. Finally...we're alone. I thought for sure she would have said something when we got here...but apparently not. Guess I can safely say that Amy isn't as bad with secrets as I assumed. "Amy seems nice. You're lucky to have a friend like her. After all...she lets you stay here." Terry smiled, sweetly, at me. My expression wasn't so happy-looking...and his ears drooped, a little.
"Is...something wrong, Fiona?" he asked. "It's just...I really wanna get my own place. I appreciate her help...but I kinda feel...trapped, I guess." I sighed, looking back at him. His face told me he understood. "Well...no matter where you live...or who you live with...you'll always be a friend, in my book." Terry smiled...placing his hand on mine. A blush swept across my muzzle...and I turned away to hide it. "Thanks...You're too sweet." I told him.
"Why don't you...tell me more about yourself? What do you like to do for fun?" he asked me. Fun...fun...hmmm. "I...I guess I just do whatever takes my fancy. I used to...go to concerts...but that was ages ago." I answered, rather vaguely. It was right, though...I just went with the flow. "So did I. I saw loads of bands play in my youth. Ha...listen to me. 'In my youth'...showing my age." he chuckled. I didn't mind his age...or his way of showing it. He was a sweet guy...and that's rare, these days. "Oh? Go on, then...tell me who you've seen." I opened up the topic, letting him know I was listening...which was the least I could do.
"I wouldn't know where to start...Def Leppard, for one. KISS...A Flock Of Seagulls. Again...I'm showing my age." he laughed...but I knew all of those. "I like them, too. I wasn't around when you were young...but I wish I was. I would've fit right in." I told him. Then, I decided to ask him a question. "Did you...spend a lot of time with girls? You know...when you were younger?" I asked him, looking into his chocolate brown eyes. "Well...that's a bit of an exaggeration. I did hang out with lots of girls, yes...but I never really 'dated'...I would say." he answered. Surely a guy as...hot as him would have girls lining up to be with him? I knew I wanted to, anyway.
Terry's POV
Fiona's touch was wonderful...like a thousand fireworks going off at the same time...but seeing each and every individual colour. Mother always used to say that one day I'd meet a girl who could make me feel this way. After I found out Emily was cheating on me, I thought back to what Mother said...and realised that Emily wasn't that girl. Even when Emily hugged me...and kissed me...I never felt as good as I do now...and all Fiona is doing is simply touching my hand. Is this love I feel? Is it just my imagination? Or...is it the real thing? I couldn't imagine that someone as gorgeous as Fiona would be with someone like me...but I had to hope that it was possible.
That kiss Fiona gave me. Despite being on the cheek...and me not knowing what exactly she meant by it...it felt magical. An experience like that...it was something Emily never gave me...in all our time, together. Somehow, I felt that Fiona WANTED to be around me...WANTED to share her time with me...and most important...WANTED to listen to what I had to say. I never got that impression from Emily. She always seemed to just laugh it off...almost not caring about anything I said. Well...Fiona was different.
"Hey, Terry?" Fiona asked, bringing me back to the present moment, out of my thoughts. "Yes, Fiona?" I responded, turning to her. "I...I really like spending time with you. I know we're colleagues and all...I just...feel like you're one of the best friends I've ever had." she told me. That warmed my heart like nothing else...and it felt amazing. "Thank you. I...I feel the same way about you." I had no choice but to return that sweet comment. Her eyes lit up a little bit...and I saw her cheeks turn a light shade of red. Aww...she liked what I said.
Fiona's POV
What he just said made my heart pound like a drum...and it sent shivers down my body...good shivers. Such a sweetheart...wrapped up in a hot body...with a sexy accent. How could it be any better? How could it get any more perfect? Spending time with Terry really woke me up. Scourge...the fucking bastard...how badly he treated me. He saw me as a cheap distraction...just someone he could have sex with...just something to make HIM feel like he meant something. He meant nothing. Sleeping with him was so lifeless...there was no passion...no affection.
Terry...different fucking story, altogether. He knows how to treat people the right way...he knows what to say...what to do...to make you feel loved. I suppose, deep inside, I was...worried. Worried about losing him to someone else. I had to make my move, sometime...and it wouldn't be an easy thing to do. What if he says no to me? Maybe he doesn't want a relationship with me...maybe he just wants to be a friend. But...there's something more...right? I swear...I can feel SOMETHING between us...a shared feeling...but is it love? Who knows? Who fucking knows? I don't. Only he has the answer...and there's no way to find out unless I give it a shot. Take a risk...again.
I inched closer to him, getting a few millimetres closer every time he looked away. Thankfully, he didn't notice or ask what the fuck I was doing. Soon, I was practically close enough for my leg to touch his. I WANTED to touch his leg...but not yet. Poor guy...he has no idea what's coming. It's gonna fuck with his brain...but it's my only real chance. "Terry...I'm a little cold. Could you...warm me up?" I asked...giving him my rendition of 'puppy dog eyes'...and I sensed they were working. His eyes connected with mine...and sparkled. I've got him, now. "Of course...Come here." he spoke softly, putting his arm around me. OK...it's going well...so far.
Now...for some tail action. I brushed my tail up against his leg to get his attention. He noticed THAT! Terry's eyes were once again on me...and his head was pointing the right way. "You know, Terry...you're so warm. It's like...you're a furnace, or something." I giggled, grinning like an idiot. "T-thank you...Ahem...I was about to...say the same about you...Are you sure you're cold?" he asked. Uh-oh...he's good. I wasn't cold, of course...I was bullshitting, first class. He's on to me, though. "Yeah...I'm sure..." I lied...getting closer to him. Our heads were inches away. Our eyelids were getting ever closer to covering our eyes. Here it comes...
Then...it all happened. My lips met his...and I felt a million shivers go up my spine. Wow...this is...something else. I could hear his soft moans..."Mmmm...mmmm...". He was loving it! My moans mimicked his own, like a mockingbird...we sounded alike in our pleasure. I cupped his muzzle to deepen our little experience...and he so politely let me do it. He was putty in my hands...I could do whatever I wanted, right now. Fuck me, he's a good kisser! It felt like heaven. What felt like minutes passed by...despite it only being about 8 seconds, or some shit. Then, we pulled away...both of us surprised about what just happened.
"Wow..." he sounded breathless...simply amazed. "...Yeah" I added my little entry into the 'things you say after kissing for the first time' competition. "I shouldn't have done that..." Terry sighed, looking into my eyes. He didn't say it in an unhappy tone...more of a happy tone, actually. "...But you did...WE did. Uh...you're not mad, are you?" I asked him, checking what he thought about the experience. "Mad? No. Surprised? Yes." he answered, in his typical friendly way. "Well...I AM full of surprises...You should know that about me." I giggled, blushing. "I do, now..." Terry chuckled.
What an intense kiss...and it was our first! It only gets better from here! I can't wait for us to lock lips, again...it felt so fucking good. I want more...I NEED more! I'm hooked on him...and he isn't letting go. It was awkward as fuck, though. I'd just kissed him...out of nowhere, it seemed to him...and now we're both looking at each other. I wonder what he's thinking? I bet he has a massive hard-on, right now...IF he likes me the same way as I like him, that is.
"I assume...that was a 'heat of the moment' thing...right? We're...just friends...and I'm sure...it meant nothing more?" Terry wanted to make sense of the whole thing. "Uh...yeah. I...just felt like...thanking you. And I guess...that was a good way...in my mind, anyway." I laughed, awkwardly, hiding my true intentions.
"Where...uh...where do you live, Terry?" I asked, hoping to use that information to my advantage. I had a plan...and it was really sneaky...but it'd be amazing. "I...live on the other side of town, really. Miles from here...Why?" he asked. Oh...you'll find out, sexy! "Cos it's getting late...and maybe...you could...stay here? I mean, we've got work, tomorrow...soooooo..." I put my idea out there...and he got the message. "I'd...like to. Thank you...I'm sure...Amy wouldn't mind." he answered, exactly as I wanted him to. Man, I'm devious...but that's a good thing.
Now that I had him where I wanted him...it was time to put phase two into action. What? You thought the kiss was phase two? Nope...it's time for the classic 'falling asleep in each other's arms' that you see in all the movies. I rested my head against his soft, furry chest...and pretty soon, he got the idea. "Comfortable, Fiona?" Terry asked, softly. "Mmmhmm...I'd say so." I giggled in a teasing tone.
His hand found it's way onto my back...and that felt awesome. My tail curled up and rested on the couch arm...and I was comfortable enough to sleep. "I suppose I'm staying right here, for the night, then?" Terry chuckled, smiling down at me. "You are...unless you want me to kick your ass into next week?" I threatened violence in a playful way. "Not at all. I rather like it, actually." he replied, sighing. Great...now I can finally get some rest...in his arms. What could be better?
End Of Chapter 11