Romance Fan Fiction / Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Three's Company ❯ The Climax and the Kiss ( Chapter 3 )

DISCLAIMERS:

The characters in this story I made up blah, blah, blah. Events are not based off of anything real that happened to you that you told me, blah, blah, blah... If it's similar, congratulations!

InuYasha is written by Takahashi Rumiko. It is a real manga that is referred to briefly in this chapter, not the last one. It was supposed to be in the last one, but I did some editing and…whatever. Anyway, I still do not own it. (God-dammit!) It still belongs to its writer and publisher. The yaoi mangas referred to are made up out of the dark pit I call my mind.

It's been a while since I posted last, so this chapter is a little longer than the others. Thank you to everyone who continues to read and please, be patient and don't worry. This is all the set up to the yummy parts to come…

WARNINGS:

If you are a HOMOPHOBE, DO NOT CONTINUE!

If you are a MONOGAMIST, DO NOT CONTINUE!

THIS IS YOUR FINAL WARNING—EXPICIT SCENES WILL FOLLOW, eventually. This chapter still only PG-13 in my opinion.

Thank you again for reading and enjoy!

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Alice swallowed deeply as she stood outside the bookstore. Dear God, what was she doing here? She was early, and everything she'd ever read told her that meant she was desperate. The same books said she mustn't be late either. She'd aimed for being on time, but nervousness had made her walk faster than normal, thus she was early. Should she go inside and wait? Or maybe grab a snack at the store next door first? She chewed on her bottom lip as she considered her options.

“That looks tasty. May I chew on it now?” Annie yelped and jumped forward as Finn broke out in laughter. “You've really got to relax!”

She glared at him. “Sneaking up on people is rude!” He snorted in response. “What are you doing here so early anyway?” She asked him, hoping he didn't comment on the fact she was early too. He shrugged.

“I hang out a lot at that art shop,” he pointed toward a store she'd never even noticed, “I'd left to grab some junk from the store and I saw you pass.” His green eyes glinted devilishly as he continued, “So, what's your reason for coming early?” He grinned a little. “You were that desperate for my company, huh?”

“In your dreams,” she rolled her eyes at him and yanked the door open. He grabbed her shoulders and leaned in, nearly touching her ear and whispered, “You'd be surprised the part you play in my dreams, lady.” Dear God! Did he just lick her ear? She walked through the door on unsteady legs. Ear-licking never had been sexy to her in books, but had now gained new status on her rate list.

She automatically moved toward the graphic novels area to check for her series manga, as well as any new yaoi that she may have missed. Finn followed her, picking up and briefly paging through various manga. When he asked why some read backwards and some read `normal', she briefly explained to him the difference between a `genuine manga' and a `manwha'.

“So, how do you decide which ones you're going to read? I mean this one here,” he pointed to the InuYasha series, “looks to have about 50 books to it. Will you really spend that much money on these?”

“Sure. Everyone has their vices. Some people smoke, some people drink. Some people, like me, buy this stuff.” She gestured widely to the shelves of manga. “I buy regular books by certain authors, too.” She smiled a little sheepishly. “That's why you see me walking so much—no bus fare.”

“Ah, so you don't spend wisely.” She shrugged.

“Who does on a vice?” She retorted. Smiling, Finn moved along the shelves until he came to a yaoi novel wrapped in plastic. She made a small protest when he ripped it all off and began flipping through some of the pages.

“And these, how do you decide on which of these to buy?” She made a face.

“Well, I wouldn't buy that one, for sure.” He raised that one eyebrow in a question. “PWP.” He looked blank for a moment, but she could tell when comprehension dawned.

“Ah yeah, straight porn—sorry! Sorry! I mean yaoi.” He grinned unapologetically and she gave him a level look. “Go on. I'm learning a lot here.” She stared at him a moment, then exhaled and tried to explain.

“It just doesn't have all the…I don't know, romance, I guess, that I like in a manga. Or even a regular book.” She stood next to him and looked in the book while he turned the pages. “See what I mean? They meet, barely exchange names and then have sex.” Finn read several lines of the dialogue in and around the explicit drawings and raised his eyebrows. It was, to his experience, a rather accurate depiction.

“Show me one you like.” He watched her pick up and reject several of them until she came to one that she liked and handed it to him. He read the title, “Château d'Amour?” He said skeptically. She nodded so he opened it and began to read some of it. The entire story line was highly unrealistic, especially from a man's point of view, but he could see the difference she talked about now. He'd paused on a page where the little guy had his legs hiked up over the big guy's shoulders. They were going at it with drawn in sound affects. He opened his mouth to make a sarcastic remark, but paused when he realized Alice had been quiet for a while now.

He looked at her. Her eyes had glazed over and she was breathing with her mouth open. His eyes widened. Well, fuck me! She's turned on by this shit! “Want me to turn the page?” He said softly, not wanting to cool the mood.

“Yes.” Her voice was husky and she didn't even blink. Finn was starting to get turned on as well.

“Um, maybe we should find somewhere to sit.” She blinked like she was coming out of a trance. “Oh. Oh, yeah, okay.” She looked around and pointed to a table. He moved the chairs side-by-side and they sat down. She actually licked her lips as he opened the book again. He wondered if she had any idea how fuckin' sexy that was.

They read in silence, him turning the pages, but not as into the book as she was. He was paying more attention to her. He could tell she was getting more and more aroused by the book. Her breathing was slightly unsteady and every so often, she'd squirm in her seat. He, too, was uncomfortably hard. He wondered if it was too soon to get her to feel him up under the table—he'd be more than happy to return the favor.

“Alice?”

“Hmm?”

“Kazuo, I don't know…I don't think...”

“Don't, Toru-kun, don't think. Just feel!”

“Ah-hh!”

She was totally focused on the book. He tried another tactic and leaned over until he was touching her ear. She seemed to like it when he licked it before. He wondered how she'd react to this. He gently nipped her ear.

“Ahhh!” She shuddered briefly and then stilled, saying nothing. Finn, still hard and horny, waited but when she didn't look at him, he began to worry. Had he disgusted her? He began to wilt with that thought.

“Alice?” She turned now and her expression was one of shock. “Alice! What's wrong are you—“ She stood suddenly and ran toward the stairs. He stood too, “Alice!” People stared at him, but he didn't care. What worried him is that Alice never looked back.

-

Alice was panting by the time she got to the bathrooms. She'd left her purse behind, so no pantyliners to save her underwear. She wasn't even sure they could be saved. She went into the handicapped stall and pulled off her panties. She made a sound of disgust. They were wetter than they'd ever been and she could feel a very uncomfortable oozing still going on between her legs. Had he just made her come? She recalled the sensation of him biting her ear and the muscles in her pelvis clenched in response. Everyone who thought they knew her would say she should feel all kinds of things—guilt, remorse, self-disgust. What she felt was an intense desire to feel whatever it was that had happened, again. Soon. Preferably with Finn.

So, Dad, does that make me a whore? She stared at the soaking wet panties in her hand as if they had the answer. But they didn't.

 

Finn was surprised at how worried he was that Alice wouldn't come back. The thought that he'd either pissed her off or disgusted her made him feel slightly nauseated. He rested his head in his hands and massaged his temples. This was so not going how he'd planned. With any other girl, or guy for that matter, by now they'd have been at his place, legs in a position like those in one of Alice's books. At the bare minimum, a hand job would be in progress somewhere. He just didn't know how to handle a girl like Alice. Or why it was so important to him to do so. He pushed his thumbs in his eyes as if that would clear up his dilemma.

“Um, Finn?”

He nearly knocked the chair over standing up. He cupped Alice's shoulders and pulled her close giving her a once over to make sure she was okay. He couldn't tell; she wasn't meeting his eyes.

“Are you okay? What's wrong?” She lifted a shoulder and let it drop.

“I…need to talk to you. Um, ask you a question—a very uncomfortable question. I'm not sure…” She trailed off, embarrassment closing her vocal cords. She cleared her throat and tried again. “I'd like to do it somewhere other than here.” For no reason Finn could see, she blushed.

“Wanna go for a ride?” She met his eyes now, in surprise.

“You have a car?” The deviousness was back in Finn's eyes.

“Not…exactly.”

-

Finn watched as Alice looked at his home-made motorcycle with more than a few misgivings.

“It's not that I'm afraid to ride,” she eyed the bike warily, “it's just it doesn't look like it could hold you let alone both of us.” He grinned widely.

“Oh ye of little faith,” he said, and was a little disconcerted when her eyes dimmed. “What'd I say?” Alice shook her head.

“Nothing,” she took a deep breath and braced herself. “Right, so where are the helmets to this thing?” When she looked at Finn, he had that damnable grin again.

-

Without helmets, the ride had been scary and fantastic all at the same time. She'd had no idea where he was taking her and didn't really care. She'd been more concerned with the topic she was supposed to be talking to him about. They'd ended up by the ocean, but in very secluded, wooded part she'd never been to before.

“This is really beautiful,” she said quietly. Finn nodded, seeming a bit more serious than normal.

“I found this place one day when,” he paused and decided to continue, “one day when I took off on my bike to blow off some steam and blew out a rod. I had no choice but to pull over, and this is where I happened to stop.” He looked out over the water. “Something about the place, I don't know, centered me.” He moved his shoulders as if to shrug off the weight of the moment. “Ah well, it's just a good place to be.” Alice looked out over the water and silently agreed.

He turned and looked at her one eyebrow raised, “So…what was it you wanted to talk to me about?” Alice's whole body clenched. “Is it why you ran from me at the bookstore?” Alice felt hot and cold all at once as she tried to put the words together to express what she was feeling.

“You said you're bi-sexual. Is that true? Or were you just messing with my mind?” Finn's expression went blank.

“I wasn't lying about that. My most recent ex is a girl, but I had a guy as a lover before her, and a few before that.” He didn't know what to make of her expression.

“I…um…” Alice swallowed hard before continuing in a rush. “What I know about…about…sex, I learned from yaoi adult manga. And a couple of porno DVD's an acquaintance from college put in my bag as a joke.” She looked everywhere except at him. “I…really liked it when you, ah…” She had to swallow again, but her voice came out in a whisper, “did that thing with my ear.”

Finn blinked, and then blinked again after he figured out what she said. “So you liked it. Why'd you run then?”

How in the hell was she supposed to tell him her panty problem? And that the thought of him with other guys kept her tossing in bed at night? She closed her eyes, aimed and fired.

“I hate it when my underwear gets damp so I keep panytliners in my purse for when I read yaoi and see, you're real and really hot, too, so when I think about you my underwear gets wet and when I imagine you with other guys it happens too and when I was reading that manga with you, I was imagining you and…well I'm not going to say who and then you bit my ear and I got this wonderful feeling that burst low in my stomach but then my underwear were damp, well more wet really, and I wanted you to do that again and I wanted to know if I could watch you do it with a guy omigod did I say that out loud?!”

Finn stared at Alice in open and slack-jawed amazement. She stared back at him eyes wide and both hands covering her mouth. The waves crashed against the bottom of the hill. Birds chattered happily in the trees as the wind blew gently. Still, the silence that stretched between Finn and Alice was profound.

Finn turned and walked a couple steps away, struggling to gather his thoughts. What Alice said…no, what he thought he heard Alice say… `Cause she didn't really say it, did she? No, no. Not sweet, innocent, naïve, green little…yaoi lovin', get turned on by guy-on-guy sex Alice. He was grinning now. His sweet little innocent was twisss-tead! He turned still grinning, but Alice was nowhere in sight.

Alice was busy trying to put miles between her and her most humiliating moment. He'd turned away from her, disgusted with her! Jeez, I'm an idiot! Oh god! He hates me now! I can't believe I actually said I wanted to watch him with another guy! She groaned out loud, pausing long enough to smack herself in the head. “Idiot!” She muttered aloud.

“Alice!” Her steps faltered then sped up as she heard him calling after her. She was debating humiliating herself even further by running when a hand grabbed her arm and turned her around. She yanked away and glared into those beautiful green eyes. He'd run to catch up to her and his breathing wasn't even labored. “Alice.” Her name said softly. That's it. That's all he said to make her composure break. She looked away blinking madly to keep the tears in. He saw and reached out a hand to wipe one away and sighed.

“I guess a `pauses optional' conversation comes on a regular basis with you, but I could get used to it.” Alice sniffed loudly and peeked up at him. He was smiling and didn't look disgusted at all.

“So you don't hate me? I didn't…make you sick?” He snorted.

“Nah, made me hard, actually.” He smiled, enjoying her blush. “Once I truly heard what you said, I got a wonderful feeling much lower than my belly.” She blushed even harder. “And,” Finn paused until she met his eyes, “I'd like to feel that again with you,” he paused again, thoughtful this time, “and a whole lot of other things as well.” She was still blushing, but she hadn't looked away—an excellent sign. “As for that last…” Um, well, he'd have to think about that later.

“You're blushing!” Alice exclaimed, thrilled.

“Yeah, well, that last thing, we'll talk about later.” He narrowed his gaze at Alice's giggle, but there was no heat to it. Her eyes were smiling shyly into his and he leaned forward, slowly and deliberately so she knew exactly what he was going to do.

He was going to kiss her.

Alice swallowed deeply. It wasn't as if it was her first kiss. She'd let Paul kiss her twice—once because she was curious, the second time happened at a party under some mistletoe and everyone expected it. There hadn't been a third time because she'd learned the art of dodging. She'd also been kissed once at a frat party. She hadn't thought a kiss could be worse than Paul's until then. Now she was wondering if maybe it had been her, maybe she'd been the one screwing up the kisses. All she knew is she didn't want to screw this kiss up—it was too damn important.

Then his lips touched hers and her thoughts splintered into 600 different directions.

His lips were soft, not chapped.

He didn't mash her lips in.

He tasted like coffee, chocolate and cigarettes.

Wait, he smokes?

He was talking to her; what was he saying?

“Open your mouth, Liss.” She did, wide. He chuckled. “I'm not a dentist. Here wait, let me show you.” He leaned in and she closed her eyes and leaned in as well and…nothing. She opened her eyes and he was looking at her with that infernal raised eyebrow.

“What?”

“Quit thinking so much and enjoy.” She rolled her eyes and opened her mouth to comment and—whoa!

This time, her brain stopped and her body revved.

Finn grabbed her shoulders and pulled her closer, but the angle…he grabbed her head and adjusted. Oh yeah, that's it! She tasted so damn sweet he wanted to just dive in, but also he didn't want to scare her. He touched his tongue to hers and nearly came in his pants when hers copied the movements. She was a fast learner and began repeating everything he did until it became uncomfortable standing. Their upright make-out session ended when he bit that juicy lower lip of hers and she let out a low moan that made him pull away to gather his control back.

“Huh? What?” Alice was gasping for air and trying to refocus her eyes. “Did I do something wrong?” Finn gave her a look that questioned her sanity.

“No, but we need to slow down a bit.” Alice looked at him and bit her lower lip. It was slightly tender and her thighs clenched in response.

“What if… What if I don't want to?”