- Recliner was a very good idea, really!
Catherine was snuggled very comfortably on Vincent's lap soaking in his warmth. The dinner was over (to JT's relief!) and they were left alone to enjoy the night.
- Actually, recliner was JT's idea… But it was a killer job to get it here – I had to dissemble and then reassemble it here… believe me, it took me more than one try to make it into one functional piece again.
Catherine let out satisfied sight:
- It was worth it! I feel like I can live here…
Vincent smiled kissing her forehead:
- I'm all for it…
They were silent for a while, content to just be together… Vincent traced Catherine's sleeve with his fingers, appreciating soft material:
- Have I already told you that you look stunning today?
Catherine giggled:
- Have I already told you this is exactly the way I looked that night you were supposed to come to celebrate my birthday?
She looked him in the eyes, they both remembered the reason he did not come that day… and painful events that followed… Catherine flinched on the memory of Vincent in the cage…
He touched her cheek… his eyes were sad… but peaceful:
- I'm missing out on so many things… Things I wanted to share with you… things I wanted you to share with me… What if… what if this is all I can give you? Nothing more…
He looked around… His greenhouse, his own personal perfect dating spot… Just this.
Catherine turned his head to catch his gaze:
- Ad what if this, - she kissed him softly, adoringly, - is all I want? What if "us" is all I'm asking from you? Will you be willing to give me that?
He didn't answer. He'd deepened their kiss, his hands finding their way under her sweater, burning her skin with fire, stealing her breath…
- Vincent, stop… - she gasped, - we need to talk.
He broke away with visible effort clenching his teeth:
- Yes, I know… But I can't help it… It's your scent… the way you smell…
She punched him on a shoulder:
- Hey, I took a shower after work!
He laughed his deep throaty laugh… the one that made her shiver in the most pleasant way…
- No, Catherine, I mean your other scent. Even though all of you smell wonderfully. But the way you smell when you… want me… - he swallowed hard trying to keep calm, - it drives me crazy. Your scent is all it takes to knock me off my feet… I can't help it… with all these heightened senses…
She almost jumped from his lap:
- What? Do you mean all of this… - she'd made an unidentified gesture between their bodies trying to express the sexual tension that was building despite their attempts to have a civil conversation, - all of this is because of your animal DNA?!
He could see the disappointment and hurt on her face… though she tried to keep it down for his sake.
Vincent started to kiss her neck, her shoulders, her wrists, her palms… all the while talking to her:
- No… my animal DNA… accounts only… for being able to smell you on a greater distance… like a pray… The reason I want you so much… is because a man in me… wants you so much… it hurts. And when… my super senses tell me… you want me as much… I just can't control myself…
- Oh, - she wasn't actually listening anymore drowned in her desire… but she managed to grasp the concept… it was flattering… and maddening in the same time… to know that she can turn him on just by being turned on herself.
And none of them could fight it anymore. Too much energy was running through their bodies… none of them wanted to contain it any longer…