The Tracy Boys and Thunderbirds are the creation of Gerry and Sylvia Anderson
Chapter 31
"Dance with me, Jen." he asked as he held out his hand to her.
It was such a simple request. She thought it so wonderfully romantic how could she refuse him but she wondered how they were going to create the illusion of dancing. "If…you..put..your..em...arm..," she laughed nervously as she thought of a way to achieve it and suddenly they felt nervous and awkward around each other, like two high school kids attempting their first dance at the school prom. "If…you…put ..your arm around my shoulder," Jenna suggested, very aware now of their close proximity. "Then I could do this," she added, hooking her arms under his and placing her hands against his back.
He felt a warmth surge through him at her touch causing him to close his eyes briefly and take in a short breath. She felt his hand take a grip of her opposite shoulder as he slid his arm along behind her. A hand and arm that felt stronger because of the exercises he was doing. Pulling her in a little closer to himself he rested his head on her shoulder. She sighed as she felt his warm breath against her neck. Moving a hand upwards through his hair she cradled the back of his head, leaning her own head towards him so that her cheek brushed his hair.
Slowly they swayed in time to the music, totally at ease and comfortable now with holding each other in this sweet embrace. Time had no meaning and neither was aware of anything other than the music and the warmth of holding each other so lost were they in the illusion of this dance. With her eyes closed Jenna could well imagine herself swaying on the dance floor with Scott Tracy.
It was only inevitable then, that he should brush his lips against the softness of her neck causing her to sigh and sending an electrical charge surging through her body. Her softness was too much for him to resist and he found himself kissing her properly as he buried his face deeper into her neck making her moan with pleasure. Her fingers flexed through his hair, massaging his head while with her other hand she softly stroked his back telling him he was hitting the right spot. Hearing her moan and sigh was like a trigger to him. Knowing he was pleasing her only served to increase his own burning passion as well as knowing she was willing to let him dictate the pace at which he seduced her.
Moving upwards his mouth caressed the lobes of her ear as he breathed softly on her causing her to move against him and flex her fingers into his back. Now it was his turn to groan as he breathed in her scent, feeling her warm hands caress his back and his head. They were creating such wonderful feelings in each other right now, and still they hadn't actually kissed. Perhaps it was the anticipation or just wanting to make the moment last, enjoying exploring these feelings, knowing they were not going to be disturbed.
After a while, he pulled away to gaze at her still closed eyes, watching her smile of ecstasy that he had created in her. Sighing, she opened her eyes to look into his, wondering what he was thinking. His eyes flitted to hers and down to her mouth and this time, with no interruptions, his lips brushed softly against hers, only to pull away and watch her again. It was the lightest and gentlest of touches but it caused her whole body to tingle with excitement. He was testing her, to see if she would push him away.
He brushed her lips again, staying this time for a single kiss before pulling away. Her lips were as moist and sensual as he thought they would be, inflaming him instantly and making him want to burn his mouth into hers but he wanted to savour the moment, to make it last and to make it enjoyable for her. She hadn't pushed him away this time either, in fact, she had responded, giving him a clear signal she wanted more. His lips were firm and sensual, everything she knew they would be as she held her breath for that first tender, sweet kiss. It thrilled her that he was not intending to rush this, though she longed for the next touch of his lips on hers and hoped that he would stay.
As she watched him she told him with her eyes how much she wanted him and his eyes glazed over with hunger for her. Coming in for a third time he stayed, beginning to move his mouth slowly on hers. He groaned now as he pulled her into himself, her hand caressing and massaging his back while her other fingers moved through his hair. His hand moved lower on her back, making her moan and sigh softly as he began to caress her, gliding his fingers up and down her spine. His mouth now moved in ever-slow circles on hers with her responding to his every desire. Yes, Scott Tracy was going for the slow burn and he was as precise and methodical in his kisses as he was about everything else he did in life causing her to feel physically weak. As if sensing what he was doing to her he tightened his hold on her as if to stop her sliding from his grasp. They continued this way for a while both enjoying the floods of sensation they were creating in one another.
He was causing waves of passion to ride over her and such was the sensuality of his kiss that she automatically slid her hand to the back of his neck and began stroking it softly. A very, very dangerous thing to do. The effect was immediate, telling him she wanted more of him. It was like fanning a slow burning flame into a raging inferno. With the fire of his passion burning stronger his arousal became intense and he deepened his kiss to such an extent it left her in no doubt what he wanted to do. He remembered all those times of his 'sweet agony' and the tender way in which she cared for him; she had seen him at his worst and still she wanted him. It only served to fuel his arousal and drive him on ever deeper. She remembered all the times she had tenderly stroked his face, massaged him and washed him; this was different, to touch him like this and to run her fingers through his hair was pure pleasure. He groaned into his kisses, moving his mouth around hers in ever-frantic circles in a desperate need to have her and she responded. Following the intensity of his passion, she ran her hands up and down his back, gripping the back of his head in an ever-increasing desire to have more of him. It was as if they couldn't get enough of each other; remembering all those interrupted moments they were now giving vent to the full fury of their passion. It was also becoming excruciating ecstasy for them, knowing that they only had this kiss but both knew now that to have each other completely would be worth waiting for. They were determined to make the most of it, though, and neither realised just how high Scott's monitors were climbing.
"Did…..you…..hear…….some…thing?" Jenna managed to say, drawing in short, shallow breaths in between his frantically kissing her.
"No…..not…….a…….thing," he groaned, drawing in quick, deep breaths to sustain him through this kiss. He didn't care now if the whole cavalry burst in and such was the ardour, depth and passion of their kiss that neither was aware that now his monitors were racing wildly out of control, triggering a silent alarm. An alarm that was set to go off in the lounge upstairs should his readings reach a certain level.
Jeff had finished with his paper and was now reading a book he had not long started. Virgil, having left the piano to sit on the sofa, was mentally going over the notes as he studied the sheet music. John, Gordon, Alan and Tin-Tin were in the kitchen fighting over the last scoops of ice-cream left in the tub with Kyrano promising to make them some home-made ice-cream. It was the last thing Jeff expected to hear. After all, his eldest son had come through a lot already, the surgery, being violently ill, which still made him wince when he thought about it; he had also endured blinding headaches and lastly there had been the fever. Jeff thought that now his son was slowly starting to improve and Jenna was also treating him to a special evening which was why no one had went down to the infirmary. So it was with some concern and worry that they heard the alarm go off on the panel behind Jeff's desk.
Jeff had had Brains route Scott's monitors through to the panel behind his desk as a backup so that if there should be an emergency they could get to him as quickly as possible. The alarm would only go off if Scott's vital signs were beyond a certain level. In that instant Jeff froze. Surely, not after all he had been through could his son be in danger now he thought, although, perhaps it was because of it all that maybe his body just couldn't take anymore. Jeff got to his feet, Virgil having done the same almost the instant the alarm sounded, his sheet music fluttering to the floor like leaves from the trees in the Fall. The other boys and Tin-Tin came rushing in from the kitchen on hearing the sound; which had been loud enough to carry through. "What is it Dad, is it Scott?" John asked, much concern in his voice, knowing everyone was thinking the same thing.
"Yes boys, it sounds like Scott's in trouble. We'd better get down there right away," Jeff replied as he was already heading for the hallway, a deep furrow of a frown etched in his face.
As they hurried after their father each were lost in their own thoughts, hoping that this was not serious. They had thought their eldest brother was having a pleasant evening, especially with the way Jenna was dressed and now it seemed that she must be battling to save his life.
Upon bursting in through the door Jeff came to an abrupt halt a few feet in, his eyes wide with surprise and his mouth slightly ajar. He had thought in that first instant Jenna was frantically giving his eldest son life saving mouth to mouth. Scott was, indeed, receiving mouth to mouth but upon closer inspection Jeff observed that his son was responding rather well to this treatment, which was unusual, as seeing someone in need of life saving mouth to mouth is unconscious and not breathing.
His brothers charged in, piling up behind each other like a stack of dominoes and almost colliding with their father before they too came to an abrupt halt. Their initial reaction, though, along with wide-eyed surprise was a huge grin on their faces as they witnessed the 'emergency situation'. Tin-Tin followed along behind only to redden with embarrassment as she came into full view. Brains arrived in a fluster after having a secondary alarm go off in the Medical Lab where he was working and upon observing the scene began to stutter rapidly, like a jack hammer, "O-o-h-h,…m-m-m-m-y-y." Tin-Tin couldn't help giggling at his being flustered but more so because his glasses had fogged up and he was frantically wiping them and putting them back on in order to get a better view. It appeared that the cavalry had, indeed, burst in but somehow I don't think Scott Tracy was in need of too much saving!
"Well, it does look like he's in trouble all right," John announced, although he was slightly flushed his grin was as wide as his brothers.
"Yeah, and it's definitely heart trouble," Alan joked, his brothers laughing as they agreed with him although Tin-Tin frowned.
"Well, I think it's sweet and romantic," Tin-Tin said defensively of the impassioned lovers until she heard Scott groan, causing her to redden with embarrassment although she couldn't help thinking, "Why can't Alan ever kiss me like that?"
"Looks like he's feeling a lot better, doesn't it, Dad?" Virgil smirked as he leaned towards his father to which Jeff started spluttering and coughing. The two lovers were blind to everything but themselves and were still, as yet, unawares they had an audience.
"Oh man…look at them go," Gordon said admiringly, earning him a stern look of disapproval from his father to which, of course, Gordon took absolutely no notice.
"Yeah, how long do you think it's been since they came up for air?" Alan asked, also in total admiration of his eldest brother.
"Dunno, but how long do ya reckon they've been at it?" Virgil wondered curiously, happy that they had finally got it together and boy, had they got it together he was thinking.
"I would say they've been at it quite some time, judging by the stage they're at now," John offered, much to the surprise of his other brothers who were beginning to think 'old John' was a bit of a dark horse, although they couldn't help but agree with him.
"What's the longest kiss you've ever had Virg?" Gordon asked quite seriously, every eye on him, waiting for an answer.
"Yeah Virg, go on tell us," Alan encouraged and so began a debate about who had had the longest kiss and how long it was possible before coming up for air but in the end it was all agreed that Scott was by far the winner.
More moans and groans came from the direction of the bed. He groaned. She moaned and both made those kinds of noises you make when you just can't get enough of the other. It was also agreed that on performance alone Scott was the outright winner.
"He's not doing himself any damage, is he Brains?" Jeff inquired, not sure about what effect this strenuous activity was having on his son, which only brought snorts of laughter from the rest of his sons. "His readings do seem to be rather high," he added, unsure whether to be worried or not, bringing more sniggers from the boys.
"W-well, M-Mr T-Tracy, it is a f-f-fact that this k-kind of activity s-s-stimulates the n-natural endorphins in the b-b-brain and is a-actually a g-good f-form of c-c-cardiovascular w-workout," Brains stated, leaving everyone in stunned silence.
"Why don't you come right out and say it Brains. Having a darn good snog makes you feel good and gets the blood pumpin'," Gordon said amusedly, much to the delight of his mischievous brothers and Tin-Tin's distain, although their father did break a grin with a hint of a laugh. He understood that more than he understood Brains' version.
"Q-q-q-quite," Brains agreed rather embarrassingly.
"I'll take that form of cardiovascular workout any day," John remarked, his brothers all nodding agreement.
"Say, she sure is gettin his blood pumpin, ain't she?" Alan grinned, getting a frown and a dig in the ribs from Tin-Tin.
"Yeah, I'll say. She can pump my blood any day of the week," Virgil said flirtatiously, though he knew he only meant it light-heartedly.
By now Jeff was becoming somewhat exasperated by his sons comments and it was obvious now that there was no crisis. He coughed but to no avail as the 'cardiovascular workout' was quite intensive. Realising what their father was trying to achieve the boys, first looked at each other, then nodded and together they all coughed loudly.
They stopped in mid kiss, their eyes snapped open and they looked at each other briefly. Slowly they turned their eyes and then their heads slightly, with their lips still puckered together, in the direction of the door and realised they had an audience. An audience consisting of four grinning brothers, an embarrassed Tin-Tin, one flustered scientist whose glasses were fogged up and one fidgety father.
They broke apart, both trying not to smile but finding it very hard. The kind of 'trying not to smile but finding it hard' that comes from getting something you have wanted for a long time and then finally getting it. It's hard to stop that elation from showing.
"Wh..what's up, Dad?" Scott asked sheepishly, knowing he was never going to live this down with his brothers as they continued to grin at him.
"We know what's u….," Gordon sniggered, but he never got to finish, getting a hefty dig in the ribs from Tin-Tin. Alan tried not to laugh, not wanting another dig, Virgil tried to pretend he didn't hear but couldn't keep that knowing smile from his face and John went red. Brains' mumbled something while his glasses fogged up again and Jeff just closed his eyes and took a deep breath, wondering what he ever did to deserve sons like these.
"Gordon Tracy!" Tin-Tin scolded, giving him a disapproving look as she tried to hide her embarrassment.
"Well, we eh… thought you were..in eh…trouble. Your monitors eh…well..never mind," Jeff blustered, stumbling over his words and wishing he could extricate himself from this embarrassing situation. "Just eh
carry…on," he added, and then realising what he had said decided he should leave before he dug an even deeper hole for himself. He told the boys it was time to go and began ushering them out the door.
"Aw, can't we stay and watch," Gordon mockingly pleaded. "I'm always willing to learn something new," he added with a cheeky grin.
Jenna had to cover her mouth to stop from laughing as Scott told him in no uncertain terms and emphatically, "NO." "Besides squirt, this is only for adults," he said as he looked at her in such a way that made her feel weak and made Gordon frown. John reached in through the door, grabbed Gordon by the collar and yanked him out.
Once they were absolutely sure there would be no more unwelcome visitors Jenna wrapped her arms around his neck. "Well Mr Tracy, you heard what the man said," she smiled wryly, "carry on."
He didn't need telling twice as he pulled her into himself; burning his mouth on hers, they just started all over again.
