ette woke up the next morning feeling better than she had in months. Like a weight had been lifted from her chest. It was Sunday. Their first day off since starting the tour. She needed this day off. A whole day to lie in bed with the man she loves. He was still asleep in the bed next to her… and he was naked… as was she.
She cuddled up next to him. She could feel the warmth of his body on hers. It was comforting. They were up late at night talking, well not just talking. She was glad they had spoken about their past. It gave them both some closure, although there was a long way to go. She knew this, he knew this. But for now, they had agreed to no labels or announcements. Just keep this between them and take it slow.
Jette laid there for a while, just holding him, nestling herself into the nape of his neck. Just like they used too. He was always a late sleeper. He was so much more alive and creative at night. So, she was happy to lay there and just cuddle for as long as she needed too.
He finally woke up. Took him long enough Jette thought to herself. He turned to face her.
" mmm… good morning." He said with a yawn.
He threw his arm around her and pulled her in for a kiss. She let him and welcomed it. Despite his morning breath, she missed these types of mornings. Oh course, the Captain and her had similar mornings, but the love she had for Wolfgang was stronger and deeper. This was where she was meant to be.
" It's our day off. What do you want to do today?" She said with a flirty tone.
They both sat up in the bed. Her hair cascading down her back. Both torsos were exposed to the cold, St Petersburg elements. Wolfgang put his hand on her back. Being a musician, he always knew how to use his fingers. Like the strings on a guitar, he plucked and stroked her back. Moving up and down her back, goosebumps began to appear on her arms. Then, gently brushing her hair off her shoulder, Wolf replied.
" mmm. I have a few ideas."
He pressed his hand onto the flat of her back and kissed her. She knew what his idea for the day was and she wanted it. Unlike the 22 year old, who was a virgin their first time together, she had experience and skills. She had a feeling he had picked up on this.. And liked it.
She took control. She wanted to be in the driver's seat. Jette knew what she wanted and boy, she was going to get it. She grabbed him by his shoulders and moved him on top of her. Their embrace never parted. Holding each other, body on body, she broke their kiss and pushed on the top of his head. He maneuvered down the sheets, kissing her neck, between her breasts, her navel and then… exactly where Jette wanted him.
Just like her, time had taught him some new tricks too. She didn't want to think about other women he had been with after her. She knew he must have been, she had been with other men, but it didn't matter now. It didn't matter where he had learnt these new tricks, he was putting them to good use. Actually, very good use.
He moved back up her body. Legs wrapped around each other in an endless embrace. Moving between the sheets and around the bed, if their bodies would allow it, they would have stayed like this forever. Unfortunately, neither of them were in their 20's anymore. Their bodies had limitations now.
Jette was in a sweaty heap, as was Wolf. She had no clue how long they had been at it, and she couldn't care less. This was worth it. Everything they both had been through, everything they had both suffered. Despite their current sweaty state, their bodies were intertwined. Arms over shoulders and waists, it was a hold they never wanted to break.
Wolfgang gazed into her eyes and kissed her forehead.
" Let's just stay here, like all day."
Jette smiled at the comment. She was just thinking the same thing. They had so much time to make up for it and they needed to start right away.
Knock Knock.
Oh no! Who could that be? It was their day off? No reasons for anyone to be asking after her.
" Wolfgang. Wolfgang. Are you decent?"
That's right! She realized she was in his room, not hers. The couple exchanged a glance. A glance of concern and worry. What were they going to do? Who was that behind the door?
" I'm just getting changed, give me a minute." Wolfgang replied. Jette had no idea why he said that. Why not just say come back later? Maybe when she wasn't there? Where was she to go?
He proceeded to hop out of bed and get dressed. He tilted his head towards the bathroom. Jette knew that was her only option. She had to hide in the bathroom until the unknown person was gone. He went to the door and opened it slightly.
" Oh, hi Edina." Of courses it was Edina.
" Hi Wolf, have you seen Jette? I went to her room and she didn't answer. Do you know where she could have gone?"
" Nope, It's just me in here. "
All Jette could do was listen in from the bathroom. Gosh, she hoped Edina didn't suspect anything. She wanted to talk to her first, with clothes on. Wolf was not a good liar. He could never hide his emotions well and they both knew this.
" OK, well if you see her, can you tell her I'm looking for her. "
Jette heard the door close with a thud.
" The coast is clear. You can come out now."
She emerged from the bathroom and sat on the bed next to Wolf.
" I'm sorry about that. I don't want you to think I'm ashamed of you. It's just I want this to be ours for now." He said melancholy.
Jette understood. She didn't want this to be public yet. She didn't even know that this was still a long road ahead for both of them. Whether this road had an end, a fork or even some turns, was still unknown. But regardless of the road and its length, they were on it together and that's all Henriette needed to know.