The afternoon on the boat had shaped up into a marvelous one and it had turned into a marvelous evening as well. It was amazing how time slipped quickly away when you were surrounded by all the sights and sounds or a harbor marina. Not to mention, a fine bottle of wine was never an unwelcome guest. Of course wine also was to blame for Reno going into the cabin and scouring the palce for a pair of binoculars…which he found…unfortunately. He had been keeping a close eye on the next nearest anchored boat. In his words the other boat 'had much more to offer.' "Yo, refill my glass and let's check on our lady friends."
"Remember, no getting hammered until we get to the lodge tonight." Elena reminded Reno even though she herself was a bit on the buzzed side.
"Oh hell yeah. We really need to get to that boat on this boat because now…now the crew has gone from four to eight. Those chicks got friends." Reno said.
"Give me those!" Rude said snatching the binoculars away from Reno. "He's right…that is a nice view on that boat. "Tseng, blondes are still your thing right? 'Cause I got one in my sights that we might be able to get over here if we try hard enough. She was not on that boat earlier. Of course, she looks barely legal but that isn't a problem is it?"
"Rude, we already have a blonde on this boat." Tseng said swirling the deep red liquid around in his glass.
"What, Elena! Oh boss, come on! She doesn't count. It's just Elena! She's not a chick! Well…she's not like one of those chicks over there. My god, Elena can empty out a 44 pistol faster than...stuff. Granted, the kick in those things nearly knocks you over but still I bet none of those chicks can do that which makes them…chickier. By the way Elena, you're so damn clumsy so why the hell are you so graceful with this boat?" Rude asked. "What the…they have steaks on that boat!"
"You're so kind to me, Rude. I'm so glad to know that you think I don't qualify as a blonde chick. Oh and what I have waiting in the fridge at the lodge is better than steak." Elena said sarcastically.
"Okay, Tseng, the way I see it, we can get you a barely legal blonde and whatever friends she chooses to bring over here. Elena, you can get some chick action on just for today, right? Come over here and place your order." Rude said. Elena groaned and stood up, grabbing the binoculars from Rude.
"I'm so sure those girls will want to come over here and get with you and Reno. Since you know, you two have women constantly beating down your office doors to get to you. Wow…those are some juicy steaks." Elena said examining the other boat. "You know what I think? I think you both reeeally need to get laid...bad… but right now we look like pervs with binoculars."
"Elena! We don't look like pervs with binoculars…we are!" Reno said. Elena laughed at him and handed the binoculars over to Tseng.
"It's okay, believe me I have quite the view." He said taking another drink of wine. Elena didn't quite understand that his comment was directed at her. She sat down beside him once more and poured more of the nearly empty bottle into his glass. "I think you should finish the bottle." Without even thinking Tseng put an arm around Elena which sent hot surges between her thighs. "You've done all the work. You got us here and you did all the cooking so I think you deserve the finish the bottle." Elena was mesmerized by the feeling of his hand on her bare shoulder. "Rude? What exactly did you contribute to this party? Elena did…everything. Reno apparently bought a lot of wine…now that leaves you." Tseng asked him.
"Hey, I contributed a lot! I…hung out with Elena and Reno on Friday. I…proposed the bar idea which was quickly shot down. Finally, I…served as a convenient distraction…oh and I took the car adapter to your laptop. Yeah, who am I kidding Tseng, I wasn't much help." Rude admitted.
"Okay, I'll finish this and then get us ready to head back to the dock." She said holding her glass out for Tseng to refill it. She knew one more glass wouldn't impair her ability to get them back to the docks safely. It actually wasn't a full glass, but her tongue was already slippery. She had to be careful because it was times like these, sitting this close to her boss that she had the potential to say something stupid like I wanna fuck you so bad.
"Yo, when we get back to the Lodge how smashed are we gonna get?" Reno questioned.
"I think we should drink until Elena wants to take her clothes off." Rude said teasingly. Of course had he known what was going through Elena's mind he probably would have never said that out loud.
"While you are over there thinking about me taking my clothes off why don't you pull the anchor up while I open these sails? We should start heading back. That can be part of your contribution to Tseng's birthday…pulling up the anchor." Elena said finishing her wine and sitting her glass down. She could feel Tseng's hand slip off her back as she stood to prepare for their return trip.
"Okay, you got it." Rude said. The sun was starting to sink on the horizon and Elena absolutely wanted to be back before dark. She tugged on some of the ropes and readjusted the sails accordingly. Once Rude had pulled the anchor up he laid the dripping metal piece near the cabin stairs. Elena shifted one of the sails by walking it from the starboard to the port side of the boat. They didn't need the engine to drift out of the harbor since the space was much more open than that of the area where the docks were situated. She held on to the ropes as the boat turned slightly and began to slowly drift out of the marina harbor. As the sun became weak, the swift moving air felt cool on Elena's skin. Once in open water again, she readjusted the sails for their increased pace back to the docks. It was a perfect sunset cruise. Elena took a deep breath and dreamily stared out across the water as she leaned back against the mast. She rubbed her arms now that she had tied the sails exactly the way they should be until they made the turn once more. She felt a tapping on her arm.
"You're cold, I can tell." Tseng said handing his shirt over to her.
"Where did you get that?" Elena wondered knowing that he had been wearing short sleeves all day.
"I brought it in case I'd need it. It's been on that bench over there. Here." Tseng said reaching a hand out to here. She took the soft, gray waffled shirt from him. She was indeed cold and she couldn't wait to put this on. She was a self-proclaimed wimp when it came to temperatures. His shirt was entirely too big for her small frame but oh god she was wearing his clothes and she could fell her body throb. She looked positively adorable but Tseng wouldn't dare tell her that. Being in a hurry to get to the boat and forgetting to bring her own shirt was the greatest mistake she had ever made.
"Thanks…this is really soft." Elena said as she stepped down from the bench where she stood so that she could tug on the sails to make the turn that would lead them back to the docks. The sun's rays changed as Elena turned Lenora Leigh so she faced a new direction. It would be a matterof drifting now until the docks came in to view.
"There has been no better way to spend my birthday than this." Tseng told Elena as she plopped back down beside him.
"I knew you'd love it." She said. "Reno and Rude don't appreciate these kinds of things but I think even they had fun today."
"They appreciate nothing that has any cultured value to it." Tseng laughed. "Like the time I took them to a wine and cheese tasting thinking that would be such a great thing to do? They were too busy being pissed because they had to spit the wine back into the glass."
"They obviously didn't understand the point of a wine and cheese tasting." Elena said.
"Yeah. I should have taken you with me instead." He told her trying his best not to make eye contact with her. Elena could feel her face getting hot. Thank goodness it was time for her to get the engine started.
"There's the docks. I need to get the engine going so we can idle in." Elena said as her slim shadow cascaded into the sunset behind her. She pulled in another sail, latched it and headed for the cabin.
"Yo, Elena. We drove so we'll save some time goin' back." Reno said poking his head into the cabin. "That is once you get this thing parked and all. Is that what you call it? Parkin' it?"
"Actually, the term is docking but it's the same thing." Elena answered him. She stepped out the back door behind the engine to watch around her as she brought Lenora Leigh back in to her slip. She didn't bother putting her flip flops on as she killed the engine and made her way over to the dock. She tied the back to the dock first as the rubber buoy kept the vessel from slamming in to the dock. "Throw me that rope?" Elena requested of Rude so she could tie the front of the boat to the dock. "Okay boys, our joyride is over. It's time to serious hit that Sauvignon hard and get some hot food cooking."
"Damn right!" Reno said pulling the car keys out of his pocket and making his way to the dock.
"Listen, I have an idea. I'm going to be a little while here tying up the sails and stuff so why don't you all head back to the lodge, get the two dishes out of the fridge and put them in the oven until they bubble." Elena said. The nice thing about Healen Lodge was that since it was previously a facility for those infected with geostigma it had a fully equipped kitchen within it.
"Yeah, yeah okay. You're the boss, boss. What do you think?" Reno asked.
"It sounds like a good idea but she shouldn't be here alone, especially since it will be dark soon." Tseng said motioning toward Elena.
"She's a Turk, Tseng! She can kick some ass if anyone tries to pull some funny stuff!" Reno said.
"True…but she's still a woman." Tseng said sincerely. It was easy, especially for Reno, to forget that underneath the suit and tie, underneath her firm façade, underneath all the paperwork and long hours in the helicopters…there was in fact a woman there; a refined, poised and well-read woman nonetheless. Reno laughed.
"No she's not! She's…ya know what it's your birthday. If you wanna stay here and help her that's fine. Me and Rude will head back and get the stuff in the oven like she said." Reno said.
"Alright, excellent. We'll be there soon." Tseng said waving Reno on. Elena had disappeared to the stern of the boat while this conversation took place. Once she had walked around the cabin she noticed that Reno and Rude had left.
"You didn't go with Reno and Rude?" She questioned as she pushed the sleeves of Tseng's shirt up on her arms and began winding the anchor's rope up.
"It's unfair for you to do everything. I'll help you then we'll get back a little faster than you anticipated." Tseng said though he really didn't know how much help he would be. Elena smiled.
"Okay, well, I'm going to tie these sails up. Why don't you go into the cabin and put all of the leftovers in that box that is sitting in the floor?" Elena said.
"You go it." Tseng assured her as she worked to tie up the first sail, strapping its layers against the beam. It was so peaceful on the docks tonight. The herons crooned along the banks as the daylight grew weaker by the minute. This must have been a private dock as there were few other boat owners to be seen. There was another boat with citronella torches burning from its deck. That could have only meant that the mosquitoes must be a nuisance in this cove. There was faint music coming from the same boat as well as smoke sneaking out of a deck-top grill. Bugs began to fill the air with their chirping waterfront symphony. God, this was life on the water, this was the way it was meant to feel, the dewy chill of a fast approaching June night, the patches of haze that began to loom over the surface from the clash of warm air and cool water, and the hypnotic sound of backwaters sloshing against the dock house. Elena sighed. Yes, there was nothing more placid than this. Elena tied the last sail into its place and remembered that she needed to put the anchor back in the cabin where she found it.
"All done up there." Elena said coming down the stairs. She put the anchor in a corner where it would be out of the way. "You know there's…" Elena's sentence was interrupted by her squeals of surprise as she fell over the box in the floor and into Tseng. She had just sailed a thirteen foot schooner entirely by herself yet she didn't see the damn box in the floor? Naturally, she couldn't have just tripped on the edge of the box, no. She practically fell in and over the box and now she was conveniently laying on her boss. "Oh god, I'm sorry." She laughed at her own clumsiness.
"There's a box there." Tseng said wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her up.
"Yeah, ya' think? At least I didn't destroy it. We can still pack the rest of the stuff in it." Elena said. She realized her hands were on his arms and now she was staring at him like she never had before. She had never been this close to the Director before.
"You're…so, so beautiful. You know I'm proud and I can't get the words out." Tseng said completely unexpectedly.
"I think…you just did." Elena said softly. In the next moment her lips were pressed in to his. She wasn't sure how it happened, she wasn't sure who had initiated this but what she did know was that this was softer and gentler than she had ever imagined in her mind. Without even thinking, she let her hands roam up Tseng's arms and around his shoulders; her body pressing up against him. Tseng wrapped his arms tighter around her waist, letting his hands creep up her back. Their kiss intensified as Elena tried her best to fight the urge to shove her hips into his. She held on to him tighter and gasped ever so slightly as his tongue collided with hers. She pulled her face away from his in an aroused stupor. "Oh god…" she whispered.
"What's wrong?" Tseng asked her.
"I…I want more." Elena admitted, never having been that honest before. She kissed him again, harder as she held on to him. She pushed Tseng backwards against the wall as she let her body grind in to him, feeling exactly what she had hoped for. She could hear his hungry breaths for her and feel his hands on her hips. Elena wanted to take the shirt off she was wearing. It was hot down here in the cabin, retaining the heat from the day within its confines. Elena broke their intense kiss again and clambered to pull his shirt over her head. She laid it aside near the sink as Tseng aggressively took her in his arms again. She could feel him tug at the edges of her dress as their kiss turn intensely passionate. If Tseng only knew how wet her panties were he would have torn into her right there. "God, you're so sexy…" Elena gasped softly as she let her hips move against him.
"You are…you make me…oooh god I can't even tell you…" Tseng told her.
"Wanna show me?" Elena boldly asked as she took his hands in hers and pulled him away from the cabin wall and into the adjacent room. All the unspoken tension between them was about to climax…quite literally. Elena fell backwards onto Rufus Shinra's perfectly made up bed that was just off the kitchenette in the cabin. The last remnants of daylight fading peaked in through the light curtains of the cabin window. Elena arched her head backward and ran her fingers through silky black hair as she felt soft lips on her collar bone. Tseng moved his hands up smooth skin, pushing her dress above her knees. She didn't oppose to him running his hands up her cotton covered stomach, and over her breasts until they were behind her neck. Elena struggled to pull his shirt up and quickly gave up as she felt the knot at the back of her neck come untied. There couldn't have been a better time for her dress to have its own bra padding sewn into it because now here she was nude from the waist up and Tseng's hands on her firm, perky breasts. She moaned and begged to be touched breathlessly. Elena unsuccessfully pulled on his shirt but Tseng leaned back from her beautiful body and did the work for her, stripping her of her dress as well throwing most of his clothes to the floor leaving him only in soft cotton boxers. Elena pushed herself up and traded him places letting her legs fall on either side of him. There wasn't much between them anymore.
She indulged herself in ever line of his body as she let her hands feast on him. Elena had never seen his brown eyes so full of lust for her like that. Her hard nipples rubbed against hot flesh. It made Tseng ache for her. He shoved his fingers into the sides of her silken, wet panties but groaned for Elena as he felt where she had cleverly snuck her hand. He nor his cock could resist her any longer. Tseng traded her places once more, sliding her panties off her hips. She reached tender fingertips toward his abdomen as Tseng read her mind letting the last of his clothes top the pile on the floor. Elena could have foamed at the mouth for him right now. "Can you pull out?" she asked helplessly as she reached both hands out toward him. She had never wanted to be fucked so badly in her entire life.
"Yeah." Tseng promised her taking her hands in his. She pulled him toward her until his body was hovering over hers. Long strands of dark hair tickled her delicate neck as he kissed her. Tseng parted her legs slowly, too insatiably hungry for her to question whether or not they should be doing this. Elena squirmed slightly at the feeling of him pushing in to her. She held on to his shoulders as she tried her hardest to relax her lower back. She sighed desperately at what Tseng had just whispered to her. It made her body turn to jelly. Elena moved her hand to Tseng's cheek, pressing the side of his face into hers. Once again, his words lit her on fire.
He was panting for her in no time, feeling every curve of her wrap around him. Her body was tight and divinely toned all over. This may have been the hottest thing she had ever done. Elena knew she kept digging her fingers harder and harder into Tseng's shoulders but he didn't seem to care. She cried out in a heated fury for him; letting her body move with his in a circadian rhythm. It was as if they were made for each other since it was apparent that Tseng wanted her as much as Elena wanted him. The more Elena pleaded for him, the more it fueled him. Their breath collided mercilessly; Tseng's filthy words polluting Elena's mind and her responses just as toxically sweet.
Tseng issued Elena a warning. She wanted him to make a mess out of her and inevitably, it would happen. The harder Elena whimpered for him the more Tseng knew he was going to have to act fast. It took a man with some experience to get the timing right…and Tseng had it. Elena cried out in pleasure as she felt her stomach flooded; her breathlessness intertwined with Tseng's own desperation in his voice. He looked at her with weak, horny eyes. Elena put her hands on his face, letting her fingertips disappear into smooth, black hair. Tseng could feel his heart race as Elena held on to him. Her body was listless, she couldn't have moved right now even if she had wanted to. "That…was sooo good." She finally said softly.
"Oh god…sooo good." Tseng agreed with her. They would have a lot of explaining to do when they finally got back to the lodge.