Shelf #028

The following morning, Julie and Kuu lay awake in bed, covered in sheets. Julie had chosen to lie opposite Kuu, so that he could see her better, and placed a pillow to lean at the foot of his bed. Kuu lay on his side, looking deeply at Julie. He was still mesmerized by their wonderful encounter last night. And it was good.

"It still strikes me as, well –– surreal, that I'm allowed to see you naked," Kuu said. He played his fingers at her foot, caressing the soft skin.

"You and every person in this country," Julie said, smiling warmly at him. "And the entire world."

"Oh God, yes –– I'm sorry."

Curious, she looked deeply in his eyes.

"What is it about men and nudity, Kuu?" Julie wondered. "Particularly breasts –– how can you be so interested in them?"

Kuu shrugged, smiling. "Oh, well. . ."

"No, seriously. I mean, they're just breasts," Julie said. "Every second person in the world has got them. . ."

"More than actually, when you think about it," Kuu said. He smiled at her. "You know, Meatloaf has a very nice pair."

Julie chuckled softly with him. "But. . . come on, Kuu. They're odd-looking––"

"–What's so odd-looking about your breasts–?"

'I mean, seriously, babe. I really enjoyed them last night. I tell you.' Kuu's voice at the back of his head battled.

"–They're for milk. Your mum's got them," Julie said, laughing with him. "You must have seen a thousand of them –– what's the fuss about?"

Kuu wriggled on the bed towards her.

"Actually, I can't think really ––" he said. "Mmm. . Let me just have a quick look. . ."

He looked under the sheet at her breasts. Julie laughed, watching as his eyes stared calmly at her perfectly round, golden orbs. They were still gorgeous and so fair.

"No, beats me. . ." Kuu said, smiling. He put the cover back and Julie continued to laugh. . .

Kuu was fascinated by her heaty laugh, that he was tempted to tickle her sides. She giggled and wrestled from the circle of his arms that were rendering her helpless with mirth. He blew raspberries on the pretty pillar of her neck, and she giggled loudly. After a few moments of enjoying playing with her genuine laughs, they settled.

Kuu wrapped his arms close to her. He swooped down and planted soft kisses to her lips. She moaned happily to his gentle touch greeting her this morning.

They broke apart, inches away. She caressed the side of his face, staring warmly up at him.

"You know what Kuu, Rita Hayworth used to say –– 'they go to bed with Gilda –– they wake up with me,'" Julie spoke tenderly. Her fingers sling down to his neck. "Do you feel that?"

"Who was Gilda?" Kuu asked.

"Her most famous part –– men went to bed with the dream –– and they didn't like it when they woke up with the reality ––"

Julie looked deeply into his eyes. Her hand caressed the wonderful muscles on his arm and with the other, at the side of his chiseled face.

Then, staring into his sky eyes, she whispered lovingly.

"Do you. . . feel that way with me, Kuu?"

A moment of silence hung in the entire room. Kuu took a stare in admiration at the gorgeous creature in his arms. Julie's hair billowed soft golden curtain on the white sheets. Her skin was still silky smooth and fairer to the morning light that swept in the bedroom. It was so amazing that both of them shared the same passion they had felt with each other, and he felt it completely last night.

". . . . You're lovelier this morning than you have ever been. ." Kuu whispered softly, his hand caressing the side of her face.

"Oh. . Really?" she whispered, very touched to his honest words.

Julie smiled tenderly as he cupped her cheek.

"Yes. ." Kuu whispered.

She looked at him carefully this close, and they kissed passionately, sinking themselves in this whirlpool of happiness that covered them.

She then leapt out of bed.

"I'll be back. . ." she said softly.

Kuu nodded. Julie stood barefoot, and he was again enchanted by the perfection of her lovely, naked slim body. His dazed eyes watched her picked up his silk white shirt on the floor and worn it. She buttoned it, winked at him as she stepped outside of the bedroom, and closed the door behind her.

Kuu flopped back on the bed. He blinked a couple of times, and tried to convince himself that this was finally real and not a dream anymore. They're a couple in such a romantic relationship. Plus, he had owned her just last night.

"Wow. . ." Kuu breathed. Yes, this was still unbelievable.

Kuu was still on the bed. After a few minutes, the door opened. It was Julie with a tray of brownies topped with whipped cream, toast and tea. She smiled at him.

"I saw these little ones on the fridge," Julie said warmly. "Breakfast in bed. Or lunch, or brunch. With dessert."

Kuu settled himself up on the bed. She headed across and placed the tray on the sheets. Kuu smiled at her. Such a lovely goddess greeting him with a tray of food in the morning was just surreal. She smiled back at him and sat on the bed.

"Can I stay a bit longer, Kuu?" Julie asked tenderly.

Without a word, Kuu moved and leaned forward. He kissed her softly.

"Stay forever. ." he whispered in her lips. She smiled and kissed his lips back.

"Okay. ." Julie answered in a whisper.

He took a toast and gave it to her, and grabbed his two toasts and bit them together. Even without a jam, the toast still tasted good. Suddenly, he felt the black hole phenomena in his stomach. Julie noticed something missing on the tray.

"Damn, I forgot the jam," Julie said. She got up, eating her toast and hurried back to the kitchen.

Suddenly the doorbell rang.

Julie appeared at the bedroom door, chewing and eyeing at Kuu.

"You get the door, I get the jam," she said and winked at him. Then she was gone.

Kuu shrugged and moved under the covers. "Yeah. ."

Kuu got out from the bed, and picked up a gray camisole on a chair and headed down the corridor. The doorbell rang again. He wore his camisole along the way and opened the door.

Outside were hundreds of paparazzi –– an explosion of cameras and questions, of noise and blinding light. The press seemed to fill the entire street.

"Fucking shit," Kuu breathed in shock.

He came back inside, snapping the door behind him. Julie appeared at the archway of the kitchen, looking at him and eating her toast.

"What?" she asked. Kuu was still rooted at the door.

"Don't ask," he answered.

She smiled gorgeously and headed to the corridor, without suspicion.

"Hmm. You're up to something, Kuu. . ." Julie teased back. She thought he was fooling around. She shot past him towards the door.

"–No, Julie. Don't–"

She ignored Kuu and opened the door. The same explosion blasted at her. In a split second she's inside, snapping the door behind her.

Her green eyes staring back at Kuu were wide with shock. Julie was completely speechless and left with wonder what the heck they were doing in Portobello. How the hell did they knew where she was? HOW?!

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