Lost Girl in Transition Ch. 20

"A non-date?" Claudia crookedly smiled. "I've never heard of such a thing."

"Now you have," he responded. "So what about it, you wanna give it a try?"

"Well I guess it wouldn't hurt to go out and enjoy ourselves..."

"Great. I'll pick you up around five, does that sound good?"

"That would be fine," Claudia replied. "Is it a casual place we're going to, though? Because I need to know what kind of clothes I should wear."

"Casual is fine. Jeans would be better than a skirt, though."

"Alright. So tomorrow at five, then."

"Yeah. I'm really looking forward to it."

"Same here." Still hugging a pillow to her chest, Claudia felt her lips curl at the edges.

The pause that followed allowed them both to be in their own thoughts, silence on both ends of their line as they comfortably just allowed the stillness. Then Claudia felt her bladder give the signal that the tea she'd drank needed to come out.

"So I guess I should get off the phone now," she said. "I had like three cups of tea tonight and I really need to go to the bathroom."

"You don't have to end our conversation for that," Lucas said. "Just take the phone in with you."

"No way!"

"Why not?" He asked. It'd be a total turn on."

"It would be weird."

"No, it would be hot. Now take the phone in with you so I can hear."

"I am not doing that, Lucas."

"Come on, Claude..."

"What is this all about? Are you like into water sports or something?"

Lucas laughed loudly at this. "No way, I just like to listen. I think the tinkling sound is really cute."

"Then you go to the bathroom and listen to yourself."

"It's not the same," he said. "When guys go, it sounds loud and harsh because we have to stand in order to do our thing. But when girls go, it sounds all cute and feminine and delicate."

"I don't know," Claudia said. "I've never had a guy ask me to do this before."

"Misty used to like it when I listened to her. Sometimes she'd even let me watch while she was on the toilet."

"Okay, too much information," Claudia said. "Just stop right there, because I don't want to hear anything else."

"Geez, Claude. I'm just talking about her taking a pee."

"I know, but *peeing*? I just don't get how that excites you."

"It's sexy," he said. "Hard to explain exactly why, but I guess it has something to do with it being so private. If a girl lets me listen or even watch as she's doing it, that tells me she's comfortable with me and I really like that."

"I guess I sorta get what you're saying," Claudia said. "But when you hear a girl pee, is it just like something that pleases your ears in a general way, or do you actually get off on it?"

"Well if I'm just listening to her, It's more of a pleasing sound, almost soothing. But if I'm actually watching her sit on the toilet, it gets me rock hard. Total turn on, like in a huge way."

"Wow, you're such a perv," Claudia said with a huge smile. "What other fetishes do you have?"

"So I'm a perv but you wanna hear more, eh? Alright, so that tells me something."

"I'm curious," Claudia replied. "Strictly that and nothing else."

"Uh-huh, sure."

A soft giggle left Claudia's mouth. "Really though, what other things are you into?"

"If you wanna find out you'll have to be my girlfriend," he said. "Otherwise, I'm afraid It'll forever be a mystery."

"I see," Claudia replied. "Well alright, I'm a patient girl."

"Good, because I'm a patient guy. But of course you already know that."

"I do," she replied.

"So yes or no on letting me listen to you tinkle?"

"Oh my gosh, you're still on that?" She lightheartedly shook her head. "Maybe one of these nights when you call I'll let you listen. But not tonight, Lucas."

"Bummer," he replied. "But you did say one of these nights, so that gives me hope you'll eventually say yes."

"I really do need to go," she said through a smile. "My bladder is practically bursting now."

"Alright Claude, you have a good night."

"You too, Lucas."

"Sleep well, beautiful."

"You too. Goodnight."

Claudia lay there for a moment after ending the call, just thinking of Lucas and their conversation. She was a little surprised in herself for engaging in phone sex, but as for feeling ashamed, she didn't feel even a bit.

Yes it was true that it hadn't been a week yet since she and Tristan had broken up, but the sexual tension between her Lucas had been steadily building for many months.

After all, why keep such a powerful emotion locked deep inside, when she was finally free to fully express it and let it all out? She'd needed to unwind, and touching herself in an intimate way while listening to Lucas had done that.

Still urged to empty her bladder, Claudia got off the bed and headed for the toilet, taking time to wash her face and brush her teeth before returning to the room.

Ordinarily, she would have taken a shower before bed, then changed into clean underwear and a pair of pajamas before going to sleep. But tonight was different so she kept on her same panties, slipping into a large T-shirt before climbing into bed.

Pulling the covers up over her, she snuggled contentedly beneath them, her head sinking deep into the pillow as she emitted a soft sigh. A bit of time passed before her hand began to drift downward, fingers finding the damp spot on her panties which had yet to fully dry.

She liked that it was still a bit wet, as it reminded her of the moment that she and Lucas had shared. Claudia slept well that night, the moist spot on her panties remaining even after she'd peacefully drifted off.

* * * *

At just past five p.m. the next day, Lucas and Claudia departed for their date. Completely oblivious as to where they were going, Claudia gazed out the window as he drove, paying close attention to the signs on the highway to try and figure out which city they were headed toward. She liked that it was a surprise, though, as it increased her excitement and made it a fun sort of game.

Eventually it dawned on her that they were headed to Big Fork, and after a two hour drive on the interstate, they were pulling off the ramp and onto the street.

Cozy and small-townish in appearance, Big Fork was a place Claudia hadn't been before. Undeniably picturesque, the downtown area they traveled through was almost storybook-like, with charming little shops giving it a village-like atmosphere.

Enjoying the view from beyond the window, she noticed that twinkling lights were strung up, giving the streets a beautiful glowing effect that really set the Christmas mood.

After turning off the narrow downtown roads, they were traveling down a wider street. Then they were approaching a huge white building with a bright, flashing neon sign.

"Oh, an ice skating rink..." As her voice drifted off, Claudia noticed that the neon sign shone brilliantly with the words, ICE WORLD.

"Yep," Lucas said. "I thought It'd be fun."

"Haven't been since I was a kid," Claudia remarked. "You're really taking me back to the nostalgic days."

"That's the point," he replied. "It's carefree and youthful, just what we need to loosen up."

Now pulling into a space, Lucas cut the engine. He then slid out from behind the wheel, and with Claudia by his side, headed for the entrance. Although she hadn't known that an ice rink was their destination, she was appropriately attired for the establishment.

Creamy white in color, the knit tunic she wore reached mid-thigh, and was paired with bohemian leggings which had an eye-catching celestial print. Black leather booties completed her look, which elongated her already well-shaped legs.

On reaching the double doors they slid open, allowing Lucas and Claudia to venture inside. As soon as they entered, the cold air and smell of ice hit them, enveloping their forms as they walked further inside. The lighting was dim, consisting of soft overhead bulbs that created a romantic mood.

Upon reaching the check-in counter, Lucas paid the fee for two. They were then given two pairs of skates, and directed towards the lockers where they could leave their shoes.

Putting them on quickly and with ease, Lucas seemed like a professional, rapidly criss-crossing the laces and then tying a fancy loop before admiring his handiwork. Smiling at him, Claudia gave him an inquisitive look, then glanced down at his bootlaces which were finished in a nice, double bow.

"Nice job," she remarked. "Why don't my laces look anything like yours?"

Shifting his gaze down to her feet, Lucas saw that her skates were sloppily tied. Giving her an amused look, he lifted her foot so that it rested in his lap, and after undoing the bootlaces, began to lace them right back up.

Watching as he did it, Claudia couldn't help noticing how skillful he was with his hands, not a hint of clumsiness present as his long fingers made a graceful double bow.

Perhaps noticing how intently her eyes were pinned on him, Lucas glanced up at her face, giving her a lingering look which made Claudia smile. Returning it with one of his own, he repeated the same process with her other ice skate, ensuring that it was just as perfect looking before lowering her foot from off his lap.

"All done," he said. "You ready to hit the ice and skate?"

"You're way too good at those laces," Claudia stated. "You going to give me some info here?"

"I used to skate a lot as a kid," he said. "My mom took me to the rink throughout all of junior high, so I picked up a couple of skills during those three years."

"Wow, I never would have guessed." Her brows lifted as she studied his face. "I'd have taken you for a hockey kid, more than an ice skating one."

"And that's what my dad thought I was doing anytime I told him I was going to the rink." Briefly he paused, then gazed off into the distance as if recalling a memory. "I had to lie to him, make up a story about joining a youth hockey club."

"He would have disapproved, huh?"

"Oh most definitely," Lucas replied. "My dad raised me to hunt and fish and learn the traditional warrior ways, so an ice skating son was definitely out of the question."

"Well I think It's cool," Claudia said. "You're so completely masculine that I never would have guessed."

"Yeah, well don't tell anyone on the rez, okay? I'd never hear the end of it from my friends if they found out."

"What's it worth to ya?" Claudia teasingly asked.

"Oh, so you're bribing me, huh?" Lucas grinned, then shook his head. "Shoulda known you'd wanna hold it over my head."

"Only kidding, of course." Wobbling to her feet, she struggled to balance on her ice skates, which in turn caused Lucas to wrap his arm around her small waist.

"Just hold onto my arm and you'll be fine," he said. "Then once we get out on the ice, I'll give you some pointers."

Okay," she responded while allowing him to lead her along, and soon they were at the edge of the frozen space, where several other couples as well as families were skating along.

Illuminated by fluorescent lighting, the ice glowed brilliantly from beneath, casting a gorgeous pale blue color onto the skaters directly above it. Sliding onto the slick glossy surface, their metal blades took them smoothly forward.

Having always struggled with activities which required balance, Claudia held tightly to Lucas's arm, allowing him to steer and pull her along as they glided on top of the ice.

He held her so firmly about the waist that she knew he wouldn't let her fall, but as he moved just a bit quicker so they were gaining some speed, a quivering went through her belly.

"Uh, Lucas..." Heart pumping quicker, she imagined face-planting right onto the ice.

"I got you, Claude. You won't fall, I promise."

Gripping onto him in a stranglehold, Claudia kept her fingers wrapped around his forearm, the solid firmness of it completely obvious even beneath the fabric of his hooded flannel jacket. Gradually, her grip on him began to lessen, and as Lucas realized she was becoming less scared, he loosened his hold on her as well.

"I'm going to release you in a minute, okay?" He informed. "But I'll be right behind you, so don't worry about falling because I'll definitely catch you."

"But what if I fall forward?" The thought of it made her grip him tighter again.

"You won't," he replied. "Your balance is getting better so I know you'll be just fine."

Although feeling reluctant, Claudia allowed her hand to gradually move down his arm, eventually lowering to only his wrist before she finally made the decision to let go. As soon as she did, Lucas took his hands off her waist, then slowly edged backward so that the space was widened between them.

Now moving on her own, she slid her right skate forward, then her left, before repeating the movement in a clumsy way. Feeling anything but graceful, she tried to imitate the way that everyone else was skating. But all this did was make her slip and pitch forward, arms flailing as she struggled to save herself.

Then suddenly Lucas's arms were around her, strong and protective as he righted her up. The smell of his cologne drifted into her nostrils, the sensation of his hands so firm and manly that she immediately felt calm. Angling her face to look up at his, she saw he was gazing down at her, eyes soft and loving as he pulled her firmer against his front.

"Told you I wouldn't let you fall."

Smiling gently, she blinked her lashes at him.

"Now the thing is, you gotta bend your knees. Take longer strokes with your legs, and move your body so that it gets a rhythm."

Heeding his advice, Claudia allowed her knees to bend and her hips to swing, which gradually created a smooth, continuous flow along the ice.

"There you go, you got it." His focus was on her swaying hips now, watching as they moved in a loose, fluid motion. "You're doing good, Claude. Just keep going exactly like that."

No longer scared but actually enjoying, Claudia felt like she was weightless. The scrape of her skates as she slid across the frozen surface was wonderfully soothing, only adding to the whole experience of being out on the ice. And then there was Lucas behind her, who held her gently and yet also in a firm way, letting her know that she was safe and well protected.

His masculine presence made her stomach flutter, body hyper aware of the way his fingers grazed that little dip just above her rounded bottom. So dangerously close yet not quite touching her ass, Lucas's digits gave off a definite heat, as if the mere proximity of her backside was enough to galvanize his desire.

Fluidly, gracefully, they glided across the smooth ice, moving as a single unit with such an ease it seemed to have been studiously practiced. But theirs was no choreographed routine, only a natural sort of rhythm that they effortlessly fell into. So effortless, that Claudia began to wonder if it would translate to the bedroom.

Going hot at the mere idea, Claudia rested her palms against the back of his hands, which were still bracketed to her hips. Wanting him to know just exactly how she felt, Claudia glided her thumbs across his skin, sending the message in a tender and yearning way that she was enjoying the close proximity of their bodies.

In response Lucas shifted his palms so that they moved a bit lower, thumbs brushing against the roundness of her butt before pressing into the feminine softness. Now completely aroused, Claudia felt her breathing quicken, and without a second thought, angled her head so that she was looking behind her.

Lucas's eyes gazed right back into her own, so intense and completely focused that she felt her breath hitch. Then slowly, he leaned in closer, positioning his mouth so it was closer to hers. The heat of his breath could be felt, a subtle mint fragrance filtering into her nostrils. Unable to resist the incredible pull that she felt, Claudia tilted her chin upward, waiting for the touch of his lips.

The kiss never came, however, because they were met with a hard and sudden impact. So forceful it knocked them right off their feet, Claudia and Lucas went flailing backward, landing hard on the slippery ice. Still encircling her waist with his arms, Lucas took the brunt of the fall, his body serving as a cushion that shielded Claudia from any discomfort.

They were still laying there on the cold surface when a boy of around fourteen came to a halt right in front of them, spraying ice chips as the blades cut deep into the frozen floor.

"Sorry," he said in a rushed kind of way, and after giving them an embarrassed look, pushed off and glided away, skating all the way to the other side.

Just briefly, Claudia and Lucas shared a little smile, then pulled themselves into a sitting position. With an arm looped around her waist, Lucas helped Claudia up first, then lifted his own body so that he was once again standing.

"You okay?" He asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine," she responded.

"I tried to land a certain way so that you wouldn't get hurt. Not sure how well it worked, though."

"I noticed." Smiling up at him, Claudia's gaze went soft. "Thanks for being my pillow, that was gentlemanly."

"Anytime." Taking her hand in his, he encouraged her to skate some more with him, but no sooner had they pushed forward, did Claudia make a suggestion.

"So show me some of those fancy moves you picked up as a kid."

"It was seven years ago, Claude. Not sure if I even remember them."

"Oh I'm sure you could recall a few," she replied. "Just a quick little show, so I can check out your skills."

Smiling at her suggestion, Lucas lightheartedly shook his head. "You want me to embarrass myself, huh?"

"No, I want you to impress me." Now grinning, she willed him to do it.

"Alright." Reluctantly, Lucas released her hand, and gliding effortlessly away, prepared to give a show.

Skating to the edge where there was a large wall serving as a barrier, Claudia braced onto it and watched, her eyes following his movements as he moved further away. Soon he was no longer just simply skating, yet rather gracefully sailing along the ice. Every turn he made was sharp and precise, a perfect display of what it meant to skate with grace.

Astonished by his level of skill, Claudia indulged in the beauty of his movements, studying the way his legs made large, sweeping motions as he skated in a backwards motion.

Gradually picking up speed, it seemed that Lucas was fearless, not giving even a second thought to the fact that he was going in reverse on the frozen surface. She marveled at his speed and skill, feeling a kind of magic as he flawlessly executed a fancy zig-zag move.

He then looked in her direction and gave her a smile, one that was adorably crooked and almost kid-like. She was still intently watching when he suddenly made a beeline for her, sailing along at a speed that outdid the other skaters on the ice.

As he moved closer she fully expected him to slow down, yet instead of decreasing his momentum, he allowed it to remain steady. Now feeling very uncertain, Claudia stood frozen and just watched, not knowing whether she should move out of the way or remain standing in the same place. She didn't have long to think, however, before Lucas was suddenly beside her, looping an arm around her waist and swooping her gracefully away from the wall.

They moved so quickly she had no time to react, only stare wide-eyed at the expanse of ice before them. She didn't bend her legs nor move her hips, as it was clear that Lucas was fully in control, doing all the steering as they rushed along the ice. They moved so quick she could feel the wind on her face, hair tousling as they made a lap around the circular sheet of ice.

For the second time since they'd been at the rink, she was struck with the sensation of flying. A smile broke out on her face as she marveled at the way they zoomed along, so fluid and smooth that she felt not only breathless, but also entirely without weight. To her it seemed they must have looked like a blur, gusts of cold air brushing their cheeks and leaving a slight burn.