Cocktails, Heels & Desperate

Words he always asked her.

Words she'd always lied in response to.

Until now. "I'm okay. I'm... Okay."

He kissed her forehead, "I love you, Krys. My short and cute little angel."

She snapped her knee into his groin, and he went down like a sack of potatoes. Sounding like someone had poked a hole in a balloon.

Krystal jumped off the couch, grabbing his side, "Jack! Sorry. I didn't mean it... But..."

"I deserved that." He croaked.

She gave a nervous laugh, "Don't hate me?"

He groaned, "That... Hurt. Damn. Forgot your perfect aim."

"I think you really need to learn to leave that kind of teasing out of the bedroom." She said, despite the heavy guilt in her voice.

Jack smiled, sitting up slowly, "Not in the bedroom."

"Yet." Krystal offered, her heart not sure if it wanted to do cartwheels or strangle itself.

He shook his head, "Slow down. We've got plenty of time. I was thinking... I should take you out to lunch."

"Like... On a date?" She asked excitedly.

He shook his head. "Not like a date. It is a date. I'm asking you out on a date. For real. I don't want... This... To be just about -"

Krystal kissed him to shut him up.

She did want to just drag him into the bedroom. To lie her down and make her feel more of everything that they had just shared. To give her first to him, like every other first that had been his.

But, she also wanted him to show her off to the world. To make people stop and look at the two of them, and know that she belonged entirely to him, and he was utterly hers.

She leaned her forehead into his, "I... Think I'd like that. And Jack... Don't fret. Even if it takes us a year, I'm not leaving you. This is where I'm meant to be. With you."

"Only a year?" He couldn't help but tease her, "So, I've got a deadline, then?"

"Make it by the end of the week, at the latest." Krystal glared at him.

Jack grinned at her, and then stood up shakily, "Well... Why don't you put on some fresh panties, and I'll book us a taxi. There's a great steakhouse overlooking the Yarra, a short work from an icecream place. What do you think?"

"That you were planning on taking someone else there." Krystal glowered at him, "And eh... Jack? I get jealous. Easily. You should know that about me."

"I remember."

She leaned down and grabbed her sodden panties off the floor, before heading towards the laundry, "So who were you planning to take there?"

"You."

She spun around in surprise, "Huh?"

"You." Jack repeated and shrugged, "You might have been in the mood to tease me this morning, but I was trying to think how to make your day perfect, already. Hadn't planned on us... But..."

Krystal smiled and shook her head, "No need to pretend anymore."

"I missed you. Your smile. Just happy to be spoiled, and unable to do anything about it. Unable to give back. Forced to be the object of attention." He said sweetly, making her heart give frantic gasps of joy.

She spun around and tossed the panties into the hamper, so that he wouldn't see how embarrassed she was feeling.

Then she smiled and grinned to herself, "Hey... Jack?"

"Yeah?"

She leaned forward until her pussy was on display, and she lifted her hands, "Meow?"

"Come here, you little shit!" He laughed, as she ran from him and into the bedroom.

He caught her just as she had a hand in her suitcase, tickling at her mercilessly as they both fell backwards onto the ground.

"No!" She laughed, "Stop it, Jack!"

He kept going, until somehow she found herself on her back, staring up at his face, so close to hers. She saw hesitation in his eyes, desire. Saw him wanting her.

She giggled and kissed his nose, "Not yet. We've got a date. Remember?"

He shook it off and sat up, "Sorry."

"Jack, you prick." She said heavily and punched him in the shoulder, "If you ever apologise for wanting to fuck me, again, I will cut your nuts off, so you never can."

"Fuck." He said in fear.

Krystal grabbed her underwear, slipping it on and standing up. "I mean it. Never apologise for that. It isn't like you don't make me horny as hell. But... You were right. We should take it slow."

"Yeah, slow." He said cautiously.

She rolled her eyes, "Lunch date. And if you're even the least bit worried that I think this is a bad idea... I was planning on returning the favour for you. I mean... I haven't really seen many cocks... But... I wanna blow you."

He stared at her.

Krystal shrugged, "This virgin still hasn't seen your dick. She's been trying to hint at it for a bit. You still haven't let her see it. So... Wanna cum in... What would be sexier? My hair? My face? Not sure about the mouth. Its supposed to taste a bit ick. But I might let you."

"Oh, wow... You're serious."

"Yeah, Jack." Krystal rolled her eyes, "You ate me. Now we're going out to eat together. I want to be able to show you that -"

"You don't have to."

She punched his shoulder again, "Did I not just say that I want to? Fuck's sake. When do I ever say I want something, that I don't? I'm not some coy bitch. I say what I mean. I love you."

He put his arms around her, not-so-subtly holding her wrists so she couldn't hit him again, "I love you, too. I... I would enjoy the hell out of that. But... I'd want to do something for you, too."

"You could eat me again." She grinned and kissed his cheek, "I fucking loved that. Way better than masturbating. I mean, I usually end up using two fingers, and making myself raw, and it isn't even half what you did with one."

Jack laughed softly, "You like talking about sex, don't you?"

"I like dreaming about you fucking me." She retorted and leaned her head into his shoulder, "I like it more that you were romantic. You didn't fuck me. You loved me. I hadn't thought of it like that, before. That it would be so... Gentle. Being cherished like I'm delicate and precious... Nothing worth more than me in the whole world."

"There is nothing in the world worth more than you, Krys." He said with absolute honesty.

She stood up, "I... I love you. Now... I think you were going to try and romance my stomach, next...?"

"Taxi is on the way." He stood up, towering over her, and being too tall to easily kiss. "I meant it. That you're worth more."

"I know. You're a bad liar, too." She smiled and settled for hugging him, "Jack... I'm never going home. You get that, don't you? I'm staying here. With you."

He kissed her head, "Like I'd let you leave."

"Forever."

He held her tighter, "Krystal. Stop fretting. Stop worrying. I am never, ever, going to let go of you, again. Ever. And ever, means ever. I love you... And I hate everyone who has ever hurt you. Hate that I gave them the opportunity. So... You're staying. This is your home... For as long as you let it be."

"You're too tall."

"Huh?"

Krystal grinned as she looked up at him, "I wanna kiss you, idiot. You're too tall."

.......:.....

He'd chosen a taxi to get them where they were going, so that they could drink.

They got a seat overlooking the river, and a glass each of a light white wine. The romantic scene was picturesque as he sat guilt-free, across from his... He wanted to say girlfriend, but she wasn't that.

Whatever the fuck they were, was a thousand times more than any descriptor. More than girlfriend and boyfriend. More than brother and sister. Intense, and both loving and lustful and... Perfect.

Jack was completed by her.

"Kinda staring." Krystal flushed red.

He smiled at her, and turned his attention back to his steak, "Sorry. I just... Why the hell did it take me this long to give up and take you back? You're... Perfect."

"Really not." Krystal giggled, "I'm scarred, and possessive, and more than a little bit impulsive."

"You're my party girl, and you're my girl who knows how to cry, and you're my girl that I love to kiss, and you're my girl I love to hold." He replied, "Should I keep going?"

She flushed and smiled in embarrassment, "Yes?"

"You're the girl who makes the sunset jealous that it isn't the centre of attention. You're the girl who makes waking up, worth it. You're the girl who is going to get very sick of my sickly sweet compliments, soon." Jack grinned at her.

Krystal's smile grew bigger, as did her red cheeks, before she half-whispered, "Haven't you realised I have the biggest sweet tooth out there, yet?"

"That's why we're going over there for dessert." He pointed to a shop on the shore.

She craned her neck, looking over her shoulder, and turned back to him with a smile, "Gelatto. You definitely know me... This is... All of this, Jack. It really is sweet. Taking care of me."

"Just making up for lost time." He said sadly.

Krystal bit her lip, "Even if... We can't... Be a real family?"

"You are my family. The family that I'm choosing to have." Jack said, and frowned, "That came out weird. I don't know how to word it, really. What we have is real."

"Not..." She looked frustrated, "Look, if I actually say it, I'm just going to burst into tears, again. But I need to know if you're okay with it."

He shrugged, "I am. It hurts, but it hurts you worse. Though... I do have a curious question, but it might hurt."

Krystal nodded slowly, "Aha... Just ask."

"You can't... So... Um... Why the pill? In your purse."

She rolled her eyes, "Just because I can't plant, doesn't mean the reaper doesn't visit. But... I use the pill to skip my period. Silver linings, when you don't have to care so much about side effects."

"Oh. Sorry."

She smiled sadly, and sipped at her wine, "It hurts. All the time. But... Other silver lining... When you finally take it, take what should always have been yours, you don't have to worry about anything. You can... Fill me right up."

He briefly pictured it, and felt a stirring in his chest, "I think I'd really love that."

"So long as you're loving me, when you're at it." She smiled at him, "For all the talk of just wanting it to happen... You don't get to do that to me. You have to do what you were asking of me, and love me properly."

He frowned, "Is dating you not enough, Krys? This is all for you. You need me to up my romantic game?"

"Fuck no." She shook her head and smiled, "You're making it really hard for me to be able to follow up and ask you out. I can't one-up you. Just reminding you that... I love you."

Jack reached across the table and squeezed her hand, "I love you. Heart and soul. Scars and all."

"Good. Then you can get my shoes fixed." She teased him with a giggle.

He rolled his eyes.

Krystal grinned slowly, "I mean, they are called kitty heels. And we all know that you're into catgirls. Need me to get some ears?"

"God, you're lucky I can't just tickle you here." He shook his head.

She laughed and crinkled her nose, before letting out an innocent, "Meow."

:.......::...:..: :.

She hung her heels in one hand, her waffle cone in the other, as she balanced and walked along the concrete wall by the edge of the river. Grinning in the midday sun as everything felt... Perfect.

"Tell me it's forever, Jack." She smiled at the sky as she skipped along.

He was following close behind her, probably thinking he'd need to catch her, despite the fact she wasn't even close to tipsy. "What's forever?"

"This. Us. The way that this feels. Like I'm dancing on the clouds and the last few years never even happened." She breathed in slowly, "I've... I don't remember feeling this light. Like gravity's just gone and halved itself."

He sighed, "I don't know about that. Eventually you're going to find all the things about me that you hate. But... I'm still going to try and hold onto you."

"Okay. That's one of them." She paused to lick the icecream melting down her hand, "You can't ever just let me have a dream. Gotta be the practical one."

Jack put his hands behind his head as he walked, "I feel it, too. Like right now the whole world has gone on hold. That you and I are free, and everything is always going to work out, in the end."

"'Cos it is." Krystal jumped down as the fence ended, and using it as an opportunity to kiss his cheek.

He grabbed her around the waist and kissed her nose briefly, "I don't half love you, Krys."

"Only half?" She pretended to get annoyed with him.

He nodded casually, "Yeah. The other half of me is still dead in a coma from the shock of it all. Don't worry about him though, he doesn't matter."

She bit into her icecream as she gave it a little bit of thought, and then put down her heels and slipped into them. "You know, I never thought we would be forever. Not back in high school. I was just a naive kid, then. Didn't even really understand what love felt like."

"Forever is a long time." He said quietly, "I don't think a younger me could really understand the implications of something like that."

Krystal shook her head, "Not anymore. Forever is never going to be long enough, not if we're together. It's going to fly passed us before we know what's happening."

"There's a depressing thought."

She shrugged, and hooked an arm around his as she continued to eat her treat. "Not really, though. You, me, the horizon. I don't think that there could ever be a better love story than that, do you?"

"No. But it doesn't mean I'm not feeling sad at the thought of one day losing you."

Krystal scoffed, "Yeah, right. You won't be the one to outlive me. I might be impulsive, but you're totally going to die of old age before me."

"I'm only a year older than you." Jack complained.

She nodded, "Aha. And you surround yourself with crazy chicks. The stress of that is going to wreck your heart."

"Is it weird that I can see us as an old couple, sitting on a verandah swing?"

Krystal leaned her head on his shoulder, "Nope. That just means that you can see into the future. Huh. Can I get some lottery numbers, whilst you're at it?"

"I see... I see..." Jack put on a voice.

She laughed, "What do you see, oh great prophet?"

"I see sugar! Mountains upon mountains of it! As far as the eye can see!" He joked, "I... Oh. I'm just in your stomach, aren't I?"

She screwed up her face and elbowed him in the side, "Ass."

"You love me."

Krystal rolled her eyes, "Always."

She finished her icecream, and then held his arm a little tighter. Breathing in the fresh air deeply. She hadn't felt this free... Ever.

It wasn't just since she was a kid.

Even as a kid she'd felt like there was some cloud of anxiety hovering just overhead, waiting for an excuse to rain on her parade. All of that had now been blown away.

She stopped walking, turning him towards her, and smiled up at him, "You're still too tall."

He bent down and kissed her.

:.:. ::: :.:. :.: :.:...:.....

Krystal was glowing and hugging his arm when they got back to his place. He couldn't help but notice it. Her whole demeanour had changed since they'd given up and let themselves be... Who they were.

Jack had thought glowing was just one of those throwaway terms people use. That it wasn't really an actual thing. But looking at her, he didn't have another way to describe it.

"Staring, again, fella." Krystal said.

He shook his head and fumbled for his keys, "Sorry. I s'pose I'm just getting used to the fact that I've got you back. Forever."

"Mmm. Home." She said quietly as they stepped inside, before turning to him and a new expression lighting up deeply in her eyes. "Bedroom."

"Huh?"

Krystal rolled her eyes and grabbed his wrist, "I told you before we left. I wanted to blow you. So, you wanna cum in my mouth or not?"

"Fuck." He breathed as he let her drag him to the room.

Krystal kicked off her heels as they entered, and then was on her knees and undoing his pants before he knew what was happening. She looked in surprise at his dick as the underwear fell to his ankles.

He felt her warm breath on it as she frowned, "I thought... It was bigger than this..."

"It will be." He reassured her, feeling himself stirring, "I wasn't exactly horny as shit the moment we got home. Wasn't expecting this."

She smiled and kissed it, "So... It does change then? Not just go up and down. You grow?"

"Most do, at least a little." He wasn't sure if this was bizarre or not, giving her a sex-ed lesson as she was about to give him a blowjob.

He sucked his breath as she gave an experimental lick to the underside of his cock. Krystal grinned as she saw it flexing and beginning to rise. "So... This is meant to be average sized?"

"Mechanics talk doesn't quite do it for me."

Krystal grinned and looked up at him, "Sorry. It's just... Fascinating. And I know you're not going to run away from me, like the last couple."

"Krys... Have you ever actually done this before?"

She shook her head and then licked him again, "Nooope. Didn't get that far. I mean, nearly. I kinda... Squeezed his balls. Which apparently is only a porn thing."

"Ow." Jack shuddered.

She shrugged sheepishly, and leaned back, "There it is. God, Jack. You really sure that you're average sized? That thing going to fit inside me?"

"You'd be surprised what can fit." He said carefully, "And not that I don't kinda love you talking up the size of my dick... I really am nothing impressive."

Krystal kissed the head gently, "Um... Since you don't mind me being the inexperienced one..."

"You want me to talk you through it?"

She nodded, "If it means getting you off better. If you don't mind giving a bit of a mechanics, that is."

"I... Uh... I don't think I've ever thought it through, really." Jack gave a nervous laugh, "I guess it's mostly about teasing. Different textures and movements, but making me think about what you're doing to me."

Krystal nodded slowly, and then licked the underside again, grinning as his dick flexed again. "Well, clearly you like it when I do that..."

"Head's the best, and most sensitive."

She smiled and looked up at him, her eyes full of the same lust he had seen when they'd entered. "Mmm. Before I can't talk because my mouth is full, where do you want to cum, Jack? My mouth? My face?...Tits?"

"Truthfully? Inside your pussy." He replied, "But, if you want me to get off for this, I don't really mind where. Whatever you think is hottest."

Krystal gave a little shiver, "Oh god. Yes, I want that, Jack... But... Not right now. We've got half a day for you to recover before then. So we can save you taking my virginity for tonight."

Taking her virginity.

He was feeling the anticipation, even though she was only one her knees and had barely even touched him. Feeling half his brain yelling at him to throw her onto the bed and do it.

The other half screaming at him to take it slow. That she wasn't a girl he just wanted to fuck. That this was as far from a one night stand as could be.

That she was his, forever, so he could let her do whatever she wanted to him.

She grinned again, "You like that, huh? Thinking about taking me? All for yourself?"

"Aha."

"Good." She remarked, and then he felt himself entering the warm wetness of her mouth.

He breathed in again, nearly moaning but not quite, as he looked down at her. The blonde slowly easing the head of his cock into her mouth with deliberate and excruciating slowness.

A naughty twinkle in her eye as she teased the base of the head with the tip of her tongue. As if he was now the icecream, her delicious little treat.

"Fu-uck." He swore, "Where'd you learn that... Mmm. If you're so inexperienced?"

She shrugged, unable to speak, and continued to gently suck on him. Her fingers lacing around the base of his shaft before going tight and making him go firmer inside her mouth.

"Oh, Krys. Yes." He groaned, "I like that... Uh... More? Can you try and -"

He cut off as she got the hint and tried to take him further into her. She gagged on the first attempt, pulling back to cough a couple times, before immediately taking him back into her mouth.