Petra leaned against the bar of the salsa club with Jane as they waited for their drinks. They skimmed the dance floor, laughing to each other before clinking their drinks, not remotely surprised who all eyes in the club were currently on: JR and Rafael.
Their significant other's were salsing in the center of the crowd, drawing many of dropped jaws, likely equally from their looks as their dance talents.
"Show Offs!" Jane playfully yelled from the bar. "We're dating show offs".
"Gorgeous show offs" Petra corrected her.
Jane agreed, "Cant argue with that".
"God she's so unbelievably sexy" Petra continued, oblivious that jane had answered. Her eyes didn't stray from the hips of the long-haired, tall, dark and stunning figure Rafael was twirling. JR beamed her 1000 watt smile after she finished spinning, and Petra sighed longingly.
Jane chuckled at Petra's obvious whippedness, before tapping her and telling her they should head back to the group with the drinks before the lesson started.
It was Dirty Dancing night at the club -where they taught the first two 8 counts of the movie final mambo- and JR had Jane and her mom, Xo, to thanks for the heads up. Petra had agreed with her once about not liking the bells and whistles, but it didn't take dating the blonde long to suss out how big of an absolute romantic cheeseball Petra was on the inside, no matter how hard she tried to hide it. Petra Loved it.
Today was their 6 month anniversary, and JR was going to make sure Petra had it all; which took a lot of work on her part. Favorite flowers, favorite jewelry, favorite restaurant, favorite wine, favorite movie- the works, even having to get jane involved in this particularly tidbit. Her and Jane still weren't besties, but she had really grown to appreciate her, especially the effort Jane put into finding this place when JR told her about the Dirty Dancing idea.
"Alright everybody, grab a partner and get ready to have the Time of your lives! Let's start!" A voice bellowed over the speakers as the foursome giddily put down their drinks and headed to the floor.
"Ah, now I see why you wanted me to wear this dress" Petra squealed in barely contained glee, glancing down between her pale pink flowy knee length and JR's all black pant suit. "We're Johnny and Baby color coordinated!". Jane used this as her que to roll eyes at Rafael, "You just hand to wear the blue button down didn't you?". Raf defended himself laughing. "Hey, you said I look good in blue".
"Whatever" Jane scoffed, jokingly slapping his arm, "Just focus, we need to nail these two 8 counts. I hear they make everybody perform at the end."
Petra chimed in, "The first 8 seconds of the routine in the movie is 1 dip and staring into each other eyes. I'm pretty sure they only 2 four counts of actual mambo in the whole 16". Jane and Rafael looked at Petra is shock, impressed be her memory.
Petra finished sheepishly as JR smiled knowingly, "I may have seen the movie once...or twice".
The instructor took them over the routine for 45 minutes before it was time to perform. Jane, being the over achiever that she was, had her and Rafael go first. Petra, wanting to scout the competition, in addition to being the excited bundle of nerves, had Petra and JR saved for last.
Petra downed the last of her drink before standing nervously to take the floor. JR pulled her into her comfortingly, "Just focus on me". Petra countered teasingly as they lined up waiting for the music to begin, "It's hard not to".
Now I've had the time of my life...
Petra was right. As soon as the music started and JR sauntered over to wrap her arms around her, she could look no where else. Even as she was dipped, Petra was magnetized by the brunette.
Cause I've had the time of my life...
JR turned Petra around and slowly helped lift the blonde's arm behind her head as she traced her arm down Petra's side. Petra giggled, and JR smiled ear to ear before kissing her on the nose. It was all a blur after that; of spins, mambo, and hip thrusts as they finished the routine.
The next thing Petra remembered, as her adrenaline settled, was the applause and Jane yelling "Get a room!" loudly embarrassingly once it settled. Getting to finally do Dirty Dancing was so much fun, the most fun Petra had had in a while.
As they headed home from the club, JR had one final surprise.
The first thing Petra noticed opening the door to her suite was the plastic on the ground. Plastic covered the entire floor of the living room in which all the furniture had been pushed aside save for one silver rustic lamp. The lamp was the only source of light in the otherwise pitch dark suite, and it illuminated an object under it that Petra had to take a step forward to recognize: A potter's wheel.
Petra's eyes widened in disbelief, bringing her hands to her lips "Tell me you didn't?"
JR snuck behind her as they walked to the center of the room, wrapping her hands around Petra's waist. "I so did", she smiled. "If baby wants Movie Romance, she's getting it...just as long as you do realize that Dirty Dancing and Ghost aren't the same movie" JR finished, chuckling the last part into the blonde's hair as she nuzzled her.
"Of course not!" Petra said flippantly. "Ghost's the sequel. One of the few VHS's I had back home in Olomouc was the two part feature. Granted it was bootleg, now that I think about it...and mother frequently sold the VCR." Petra sighed, reminiscing pleasantly. "but oh did I love it".
JR caved hearing that heartening memory, and thought better than correcting her as they waddled lovingly together toward the wheel. Petra ran her finger's across the wooden wheel-head before moving to the clay block, "I can't believe you did this." Petra turned and hugged JR, tucking her head into her shoulder, a little misty eyed, but hiding it well.
JR rubbed her back soothingly for several seconds, and kissed the top of her head before reluctantly breaking contact. JR wandered to the side of the room. "No movie romance is complete without your trusty, handy-dandy, superfluous, and often overpowered wind machine", JR started as she exaggeratedly clicked on the power of the giant fan before laughing. The cool air blowing against Petra's skin felt wonderful in the moonlight of the extremely warm Miami night.
"And lastly, music". JR placed the needle on the record player before coming back to Petra's side as the strings started. They entwined hands, and JR took them behind her back as they swayed hip to hip.
Whoa...
My love
My darlin
I've hungered
For your touch
They leaned in forhead to forhead, and almost in concert, both chimed "We're so cheesy", laughing heartily.
JR placed Petra's hands around her back, and cupped Petra's face in her own.
"Happy Anniversary", Petra whispered adoringly as they rocked.
"Happy Anniversary, baby" JR echoed, placing a gentle yet longing kiss on the blonde's lips.
They slow danced a few more beats
And time
Goes by
So slowly
And time
Can do so much
JR eventually pulled away poutingly, "I guess we should get ready". She walked to the counter, and picked up two aprons, handing one to Petra. "Put this on... and just this on. I hear this gets messy", JR smirked before slapping Petra's bum.
When they returned to the living room, JR hung back a moment to admire Petra's lovely bare ass in the back of the apron. "I have never done this before, I dont think I know how" Petra announced as she walked over to the wheel. It took JR a few seconds to snap out of her trance before answering, "I didn't take pottery classes 3x a week the last two months for nothing, we'll do it together", following the blonde to the stools situated in front.
Petra sat with the wheel between her while JR cut the clay. She then filled a bowl with water before taking her seat behind Petra and prepping,"First we wedge the clay". Petra sighed in comfort as she felt JR's chest against her back and her hands slide down her own, "Mmmm, I think I'm going to like this tutorial very much".
They rocked, kneading the clay back and forth with the base of their palms, making a perfect air tight ball of clay. JR rested her chin on Petra's shoulder for a better view, and used every opportunity to nuzzle her neck, causing the blonde to squirm in delight.
"Next, we center it on the wheel-head. This is the hardest part so you have to focus" JR finished playfully, placing soft kisses on the back of Petra's neck.
"I would if you stopped distracting me!" Petra grinned, feigning annoyance as she placed the grey clay ball on the wheel. JR switched on the powered wheel and watched it spin slowly. She cupped her hand into the bowl of water aside the throwing wheel and poured it over the looping clay ball, shadowing Petra's hands to make sure the entire piece was moistened.
Her hands rested on Petra's as they began to cone and center the clay, squeezing the base together and then pushing the rising clay down to a broad center. After a few rounds, JR removed her guiding hands, and Petra smiled in accomplishment when she started to get the hang of it on her own.
"There you go", JR muttered in absent-minded assurance as her thoughts became preoccupied by Petra's warm bare back rubbing against her chest. She leaned back and and lazily traced a line down Petra's spine before undoing the tie in her apron. Petra froze, taking her hand off the wheel, arching into the caress as JR ran her hands up and down her back.
"unh unh, stay focused- hands on the clay at all times", JR lightly chided, dipping her hands in the water and wetting the ball. "Now you've got open the bowl". JR took her hands off to let Petra mold it herself, sneaking her hands under the apron to wrap around the blonde's stomach instead.
"How do I do that?" Petta asked shakily as JR's damp cool hands traced circles on her belly.
"You take two fingers with each hand down the center of the clay, spreading the base out to create the floor for your bowl". JR answered as she slid her hands up to cup both of Petra's breasts. Petra's breath hitched as she tried to focus and retain the information. "You're making it so hard baby", she whispered huskily.
JR smirked feeling the evidence harden in her hands, as she flicked each nipple lightly. "Give it a try." After a couple of deep meditative breaths to settle her concentration and her hormones, she began.
Feeling the water drip down her hands and the warm clay transform between her fingers was serene. The cool breeze from the wind machine, the moonlight hitting her skin, and unchained melody wafting romantically in the air from the speakers all combined to only add to the atmosphere in the most enchanting way. The heat of JR behind her surrounded her intoxicatingly; her deftly roaming hands and raggedly aroused whispers of encouragement were enrapturing.
The moment seemed insurmountably wondrous; until JR's hands started their descent.
When they reached Petra's center, she begged for some control "oh my god! baby, please let me touch you". She turned her head to capture the brunette's lips, subduing a long gasping moan as JR began to massage her clit langorously.
JR smiled into the kiss, sweeping her tongue casually to joust with Petra's desperate one, before ending to refocus Petra. "You've got to finish your bowl. You need to pull it now, let me show you how." With her left hand, she stroked Petra's fingers, folding the index; "place this hand here, and gently pinch the brim with the other, pulling the cylinder."
The warm wetness JR was creating stroking Petra's clit was all the blonde wanted to concentrate on; the only thing, but she tried to continue nonetheless. Petra's hands shakily began lifting the brim of the clay, as JR went back to rubbing her into a beautifully aching frenzy.
She growled seductively, murmuring words of support in Petra's ear, driving her wild.
JR continued, "Cup the side of the bowl with your left hand", taking her own and running it up Petra's side before squeezing a handful of Petra's sensitive mounds. She then slid her right hand softly down the blonde's moist slit before teasing the entrance, "look at the walls rise and quiver under your fingers."
Petra was audibly moaning now, grinding in time to JR's sweeping of her clit. She was on edge and starting to thrust unconsciously when she turned her head desperately seeking her lovers lips. JR kissed her forhead and ear sweetly, rocking her delicately as she hummed to the record playing. She placed kiss after doting kiss on the blonde before leaning in and crooning softly;
"...and time can do so much. Are you still miiinnnee-"
Petra shuddered, breaking the clay as JR's voice sent chills through her body, wrecking her with convulsions. JR didn't sing often, but God did Petra love her voice and the things it did to her. Petra frantically threw her arm back, muddied and wet, to find her lovers face, needing her mouth to tide the emotions crashing to the surface. JR gently tilted Petra's head back and found her.
Petra spasmed her release as soon as they made contact. It was long, protracted, and brimmed over before ebbing out with a whimper. JR continued to kiss her and stroke her chin as she convalesced. When Petra opened her eyes, there was a depth of want and gravity to them JR had never seen before.
Petra rolled them onto the plastic covered floor beneath them, wordlessly taking JR's hand and placing it between her legs, mirroring the action with JR. Petra rested her forearm next to JR's head, eyes never breaking contact. This was slow and unspoken, with only the sounds of heavy breaths as their bodies reacted to every emotion that flickered across the other's eyes.
Underneath the yearning that burned with intensity to the back of JR's retina, there was a fleeting vulnerability in Petra's eyes that shown brighter as her breaths picked up and her heart raced. It was guarded and momentary, quickly clouded over by her desire, but JR saw it and she wanted it.
She pushed the hair out of Petra's face to peer into her, as they moved in unison. JR looked into those blue eyes openly and sincerely searching; and Petra gave in staring back raw and exposed.
" I...I...I-" Petra panted fearfully, afraid of the weight of the words to follow.
"I know", JR answered simply, kissing her as they both fell over the edge.