Fluff is ahead, beware if you do not like, but considering how much Rochelle and Garrott kissed in Scaris it shouldn't bother you! Yeah, but not to give away anymore to what is ahead I'll just let you read.
Chapter 10: Don't Stop Me Now
"I know I'm a pansexual so there's nothing that I find disgusting in this or anything it's just, I don't know if it's for sure," Chariclo sighed as she put her face onto her palms .I just sat right next to her breathing softly while the inside of my was in a commotion from this affreux anticipation and fear of my efforts being wasted. Part of my just wanted to scream while the other dignified part of me just lead my hand to her chin to lift her face up and make it face me.
"You're the most dame magnifique I have ever met, and I would never say that to just anyone," I said as I stared into those ciel bleu of hers.
"Of course you wouldn't but…" she sighed as she looked back at me with a sourire sincère. At that moment I decided to do probably the riskiest thing I had ever done.
"Let this decide then," I moved my hand from her chin to her cheek and moved her head in as I started to kiss her velouté lips. It tasted of a sarriette mix of the red velvet cupcakes and chocolates she had just been eating and it was to live for. I was in the béatitude plus haute and it was tellement merveilleux. I never wanted to leave it, ever. I would even chop off my tail to keep this sensation to myself forever. 'Just s'il vous plaît, don't stop me now…' I thought to myself before I felt soft hands place themselves on my waist. At that moment I felt myself fall into extase complète with her.
"Have you decided yet, amant de la mine?" I asked Chariclo as I removed my lips from hers only to catch my breath.
"Does this answer your question?" she leaned into me with her lips again and sent me back into the most prefect feeling of joie. It was just perfect. It went on like that on the couch where I had previously been sleeping and realizing that she, Chariclo Arganthone Cupid, was the one. Now we were sitting it, arms wrapped around each other, sharing the most passionné kisses. She then broke away from me and just stared for a bit.
"Want to get on a more comfortable surface?" she asked with a little hint of sensualité and a gleam of thirst in her eyes. I said nothing, as my heart was still pounding vigorously, and she just grabbed me and we somehow twirled around the suite and tumbled onto the bed. She laid behind me, her hair barely in a mess due to the amount of hairspray she likely putts in it. Her dress' straps were laying loose on her shoulders as my sweater was sagging down to probably reveal some cleavage for her eyes only. Her hand lightly graced the side of my face and moved my hair away from my face.
"I don't want to go that far, not now. However, more kissing would be nice," Chariclo whispered as she sat up little to kiss me some more.
"When did you go from being so unsure to a passionné kisser?" I asked her before our lips touched yet again.
"You were my first kiss, and I gave me such a sensation… I just want more," she gasped as she went back for another and this time encouraged some tongue within it which I obliged to before disporting from her.
"The same is for me, Mademoiselle," I teased her was I let a hand grace itself down her face to her hips. We kept on talking like this, with a kiss in between our sentences, for who knows how long. All I knew is that is was the best thing I had experienced.
Catrine's idea was mighty fine. It lead to the first bit of fluff in the this fiction and it won't likely come up again until after the radio show that night the earliest. Thought now that they both know their feelings, their relationship may still have future issues ahead...
affreux = horrid
sourire sincère = sincere smile
velouté = velvet
sarriette = savory
béatitude plus haute = highest bliss
tellement merveilleux = so wonderful
Just s'il vous plaît = please
extase complète = complete ecstasy
amant de la mine = lover of mine
sensualité = sensuality