Phineas and Isabella lazily flipped through some old photo albums that Isabella owned. A light rain had been going on for most of the day, and the teen couple spent the day enjoying the company. Phineas' outburst, though still prevalent, wasn't the topic of choice for the lad. It did however weigh on Isabella's mind. Her choice to wait wasn't something she wavered on, but she did feel a little surprised at how Phineas felt.
"Hey Phineas, can I ask you a question?"
"Yeah, sure, what is it?" Phineas replied, as he sat up.
"you remember what happened the other day?"
"Which day?" Phineas asked confused
"The day at the pool." Isabella clarified.
Phineas' cheeks grew red as he remembered what happened the other day. "Yes, I remember."
"Well, I was thinking about what you said but this may sound like a dumb question but why do you want to be with me"
Phineas scratched his head. "Uhh, I don't really know. I mean its not like… how do I put this." Phineas took a moment to think. "Look, I love you for you, that's not in question. I fell for you, and like now it just seems like I'm realizing more and more how beautiful you are, and –and" Phineas began to stutter the faster he tried to explain. "I guess I can't help but thinking, I would like to be with you. I just… It's hard to explain."
Isabella folded her arms. "I'm sorry, but that doesn't really answer my question."
"I'm sorry, but that's what I feel. And even then, It's not like I can get rid of what I think about you. I really don't know what you want me to do."
"I don't know either. I want you to be happy, and I want to be ready when I want to be, but I can't help feel like I'm hurting you because I want to take things slow."
"Oh no, don't think that." Phineas reached and took hold of Isabella's hand. "Look, I don't want you to think like you are being a problem, or that I'm pressuring you. If you want to start, you know, doing some stuff, we're going to do it together."
Isabella's cheeks turned a little red. "I mean, I will admit to have thinking about us and 'things' before, but I dont think Im ready to do a lot of stuff yet."
"well I mean, you know what I think, but what do you think we should we do?"
"I don't know."
Silence settled over the couple as they sat and thought. The silence was interrupted as Phineas' stomach growled in hunger.
"How about we think about things over lunch?" Isabella smiled.
"Sounds good to me." Phineas agreed
(*)(*)
"Remember the break is only for a little bit. If things start picking back up, everyone's back to work." Addison called to the workers she managed at one of the local Mr. Slushy Dawgs. As Addison manned the front counter, the bell hanging above the door rang as Phineas and Isabella entered the oddly quiet store. "Oh hey guys." Addsion greeted.
"Hey Addison." Isabella greeted and Phineas waved.
"What can I get for you two today?"
"Umm, I'll have the usual." Phineas replied.
"And I'll have the Original please." Isabella added.
"Of course, of course." Addison punched away at the monitor in front of her. The charge rang up and Phineas paid for their meal. "You guys just sit down. I'll bring it to you guys when its ready. It's not like we're swamped with people either." Addison offered as she handed Phineas their cups.
"Thanks." Phineas smiled as he took the cups and handed one to Isabella. They quietly filled their drinks and found a table far from any other customers and sat down. To be honest, they enjoyed leaving the house, but they still wanted to think of some kind of answer to their dilemma. A few minutes later, Addison appeared carrying a tray of food.
"Alright you guys, I have your food for you."
"Great, cause we are starving." Isabella thanked. Addison sat the tray down in the middle of the table and allowed Phineas and Isabella to begin eating.
"Now, I couldn't help but notice that since you first came in that you two have actually seemed rather dejected. May I ask why?"
Isabella blushed a little. "Oh, no reason, guess its just what you saw."
"I doubt that." Addison pressed.
"Well, we may have something bothering us, but its no big deal." Isabella continued.
Addison smirked. "Oh I know, I bet you guys are having some trouble in the bed aren't ya?" She countered off hanedly.
Phineas began to choke on the bite of food he had in his mouth. Isabella's eyes widened larger than they ever had before. The reaction from Phineas' coughing violently to Isabella's look of near terror was too much for Addison and she began to laugh. The only other customers that were at the store glanced over at the commotion that was happening, but quickly ignored it and continued with whatever they were doing.
"I guess my guess was right." Addison said as she finally controlled her laughing as Phineas' finished coughing. "So, now that we know where the problem is, what is the actual problem? Addison continued.
Isabella looked at Phineas who was still recovering from his coughing fit. Feeling comfortable with Addison as her friend, she answered her question. " I mean nothing really is the problem."
Addison again half replied. "Yeah, I bet nothing is the real problem, isn't it." Addison started to giggle at her little joke, but when Phineas and Isabella didn't laugh with her, instead just continued to eat in silence, Addison realized she was right. "Oh, that is the problem," Addison smacked her forehead, "That's right, you told me that you guys aren't doing it." Phineas was beyond emberassed and tried his best to keep something in his mouth so he didn't have to talk. Isabella was mortified, but was still better off than Phineas was.
"So um, if I may be so bold to ask," Addison tried to pick her words, "what uh, happened to make you have this problem?"
Isabella looked across the table at Phineas, who returned her gaze. He didn't say anything, instead shoving a few fries in his mouth, but his look said that Isabella was better off answering the question. "Well, you see me and Phineas had a discussion the other day, and I couldn't get it off of my mind. So when we tried to talk about it earlier, it got more completlicated, and so we decided to come here to talk some more as well as get some food on our stomachs." Isabella answered, giving as good as an overview as possible.
Addison hummed as she thought about what she just heard. The couple continued to eat as the now awkward encounter was sitting over their heads. "Is it okay if I say something about all of this?" Addison asked. Isabella shrugged, and Phineas followed suit. "Wait first, what is the real problem here?"
"We don't know where to start." Phineas blurted out between bites.
"Ok then, so might I offer some advice? Why don't you two do what Ferb and I did, talk about things? Sure it will seem really awkward, but it will honestly help things in the long run."
"Hey Addison, I'm having trouble with this register." One of the workers called out from behind the counter.
"One second." Addison called back. "Look, I can't tell you what to do, but I'm just saying what happened to me. It's your guy's relationship, you figure it out." Addison turned to walk away. "Oh, and uh guys," Phineas and Isabella looked at Addison, "Good luck." Addison smirked.
(*)(*)(*)(*)
About an hour later, Phineas and Isabella had returned to Isabella's room. They both sat in awkward silence, wanting to do what Addison suggested, but neither one really wanted to start the conversation.
Phineas sighed in frustration. "This is working out just splendidly."
"Maybe if we had a starting point?" Isabella suggested.
Phineas rubbed his head. "I don't know anything to start with. How about we say something that we both like."
"I don't know what you like that I like as well. The only thing I know I like is when you massage my body. I know the other day it felt amazing."
Phineas raised an eyebrow. "Really, cause I mean, I do like to feel your warm body, the soft skin…" Phineas stood up from his spot on the bed. "Lie down on your stomach."
"Why should I do that?" Isabella asked.
"This is gonna be our starting point; just trust me."
Isabella did as she was asked, lying flat on her bed. Then Phineas took a deep breath as he prepared himself. Very gently he placed his hands on Isabella's back. He could feel Isabella's muscles were a bit tense, even through the shirt she had on.
"Isabella, please relax. I'm not going to do anything 'outrageous' without asking you first." Phineas asked.
Isabella was a little reluctant, not really sure what was going to happen, but taking a deep breath, she allowed her body to relax, trying to enjoy the sensation of Phineas' hands on her body.
Phineas proceeded slowly, trying to make sure Isabella liked what he was doing. He applied pressure on her back as he rubbed his hands in circles on her shoulders. He then moved slowly down her back, trying to let Isabella have as much pleasure as possible.
Isabella, though not as strong as the day at the pool, could feel how gentle Phineas was being. She was extremely grateful that Phineas was trying his best to give her attention. That alone was what she enjoyed, but his hands seemed to finding more and more spots that she enjoyed. The more Phineas touched and rubbed her body, the more pleasureable the experience was getting.
After massaging all parts of Isabella's back, Phineas rubbed his hands to make sure they were warm. Then very carefully, he picked up her right foot and began to rub the foot. Isabella began to giggle under his touch.
"Phin stop that, you know my feet are ticklish." Isabella said. Phineas smiled as she laughed, and laid her foot back down. He put his hands on right near the ankle and began to slowly work his way up the back of her leg.
Phineas was enjoying this immensely, now that Isabella was more relaxed. Sometimes he could tell when he found a good spot because he could hear Isabella give a slight sigh. He didn't mind that it wasn't exactly what he had hoped would have happened, but still getting to feel the silk like skin of Isabella's legs were at this point reward enough.
After completely massaging all parts of Isabella's back side, he asked if she would flip over onto her back. She did and Phineas began to massage her body again, starting with the legs. He worked like he did before, beginning with the ankle and working up the leg . Isabella's short shorts allowed much of her skin to be shown, and since Isabella didn't stop him, he rubbed high up the muscles of her thigh.
Isabella's breath hitched as he got closer to her waist, he took it as a sign to be careful; he didn't want to go too far at this point. After massaging her legs, Phineas began to massage her arms. Though not as pleasing, Phineas' caress of her arms was satisfying. After finishing one arm, he set it down and repeated his process on the other.
Phineas was a bit worried that he wouldn't be able to complete his task. He knew that one of the things that excited him the most was Isabella's flat stomach, but he wanted to feel the skin, not through the shirt. But he decided that it was worth a shot, and gently grabbed the edges of her shirt. Isabella was slightly alarmed.
"What are you doing?" Isabella asked.
"I'm not doing anything, just stay still." Phineas replied, pulling up the shirt so it revealed her stomach. Isabella did as she was told, and Phineas calmly sat the tips of his fingers on her stomach, and slowly began to move them around. Isabella took a deep breath. She hadn't expected what she was feeling, but Phineas' caress on her stomach was immensely satisfying. He smiled at her gasp, glad that he knew he was doing something right. He let his fingers travel where they pleased, wether to simply feel her body, or even to play with her belly button, Phineas longed to touch Isabella.
After a good time just focusing on Isabella's stomach, Phineas stopped and replaced Isabella's shirt to where it originally was. Leaning over, he placed a kiss on Isabella's lips.
"Did you enjoy that?" He asked, almost nervously.
"Yes, yes I did." Isabella replied.
"Glad to hear it."Phineas smiled.
"But you're not finished are you?"
"Uh, I kinda assumed that I was." Truth was Phineas did everything that he had planned on doing.
Isabella raised up on her arms so she could look at Phineas better. "You said that this was so that we could feel comfortable right?" Phineas nodded his head. "Well, I want to be comfortable too, and well to be honest, you didn't massage everything."
Phineas' eyes widened as he understood what Isabella was talking about. "Are- Are you sure Isabella?"
Isabella nodded. "It's okay Phineas, I promise."
Phineas tried to make his hands move, but he couldn't bring himself to. " I don't think that I can do it Isabella."
"You do it in your dreams about me right?" Isabella pressed. Phineas frowned as he admitted. "Then what's the difference?"
"Uh, that's in my dreams, not in real life." Phineas countered.
"Would it help if I helped you?" She offered. Phineas' eyebrows furrowed. Isabella grabbed hold of Phineas' hand and guided it to her covered chest.
Both of the teens were red faced from their own personal emberassment. But Isabella pressed through and began to rub Phineas' hand in round circles on her right breast. To Isabella, the wave of new feelings were amazing, nothing that she could remember feeling. For Phineas, this was more arousing than he had ever thought it would be. And if that wasn't enough, Isabella was pushing harder on his hand, increasing the pleasure she was feeling.
He regained control of his hands and he placed his free hadn on her left breast, causing Isabella to gasp. Phineas stopped, hoping he hadn't done something bad, but when Isabella gave him a look, he knew he was going to be alright. So like he did with the rest of her body, he gently caressed her chest.
They didn't know how long they spent like that, Phineas gently touching and massaging Isabella's chest while she simply closed her eyes and let Phineas continue his work. Eventually, Phineas removed his hands from her chest and this time with a bit more passion, kissed Isabella on the lips.
"I'm guessing you enjoyed that?" Phineas asked.
"Yes, very much so."
"Good, but I think we've made good progress don't you think?"
"Yes, yes we have." Isabella sat all the way up. "So what do you want to do now?"
"I don't know, would you mind if we watched a movie?" Phineas offered.
Isabella was a little surprised at his suggestion. "Oh, um sure, what do you want to watch?"
"I don't care, just where I can stay here with you."
"Alright, I'll go see what we have."
"Cool, listen I'll be right back." Phineas got up and went to the restroom.
Isabella sighed as she got up and began looking through her movie collection. Oddly enough, she was willing to do more, but Phineas was the one that had stopped. Well, I guess he's just a bit nervous. But still, Isabella felt her chest, remembering where Phineas' hands had been, I want him to feel as good as I did. If only she knew how much Phineas enjoyed it, as he was "releaving himself", the arousal too much for him to take.