Romance Fan Fiction ❯ Vincent and Claire ❯ Vincent And Claire ( Chapter 3 )

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Chapter 3:

Vincent and Claire

Claire felt a tender warmth against her body. Her eyes still closed. What was this? So warm and tender, something that made Claire's body tingle in a way of comfort. She moved a hand to feel what it was and she realized it felt like Vincent in her “dream” last night. Was she still dreaming? Or was the magical fantasy last night real? She slowly began to open her eyes and, sure enough, saw Vincent, asleep in his boxer briefs with an arm around her waist and his face facing hers closely.

When she opened her eyes completely she stared at him for several moments not making a single sound or movement hoping not to awaken him, however just a few moments later Vincent awoke and stared back into Claire's eyes. “What happened?” he asked, “last night… wasn't just a dream? It was real?” Vincent continued. But Claire didn't know what to say so she just said, “yes… I suppose so…” and she set her head on his chest and held him tight. “But if this is still a dream… I don't want it to end…” Vincent said, and Claire replied, “yea... lets never wake up… lets never go back to reality…” Vincent nodded and kissed her forehead.

They both held each other close hoping that none of this was a dream. And Claire thought about the fact of what had happened last night and a thought, a slight fear, popped into her head. “What if I become pregnant???” and Vincent replied, “then we will move in together…” and Claire said, “but what would our parents say about it? I mean… your parents would be pissed if they found out that they sent their son to a school and got a girl pregnant! They might take you away! They might…” but Vincent placed a finger over her lips, “No… that wont happen… my parents left me 4 years ago… I've been alone since then…” and Claire said, “oh… I see… I'm sorry…” Vincent shook his head, “don't be… it all happened in the past… this is the present… I have to move on…” Claire nodded and rested her head on his chest again and fell asleep.

Claire awoke with the bright sun in her face. It was obviously the late morning, around 12, Claire guessed. She reached over to hold Vincent but instead found an empty blanket. So it was just a dream. But this is his house… Claire was so stupid to believe that Vincent would have feelings for her… she got up and got dressed and realized that there was a giant wet spot on the bed. Had she really gotten that excited in her dream? So embarrassing! So Claire grabbed the blanket and tried to sneak out of Vincent's house unnoticed, but to no avail, Vincent was in the kitchen cooking eggs and bacon. “Your up late… do you want some food?” Vincent asked, and as he was turning she threw the blanket down the hall into the living room. “Uhhh… no thanks Vince! I think I better get going!!! Nice dreaming of you!” and she started to walk off fast when Vincent said, “I… don't think last night was a dream… especially with that `blanket' you just threw across the hall…” blood red blushing, Claire said nothing.

Vincent grabbed 2 plates and put the eggs and bacon on both and handed one to Claire. “You need food after last night…” Vincent said. Claire nodded still blushing and realized after a few minutes just how hot Vincent looked. He wasn't wearing his shirt but was wearing pants and tied his hair back. His long black hair did look better down, but was sexy nonetheless. His baggy black pants matched his hair and for some reason looked very sexy to Claire. Claire stared at Vincent's body for a few moments until Vincent handed her the plate and offered her a seat in the dining room right across.

She started to sit down then had the corny idea. So she stood right back up and sat on Vincent's lap. “Tee-hee! Here you go Vince!” she grabbed his fork and picked up some eggs with it and stuffed it in Vincent's mouth. It was corny but it was fun! Plus it seemed to turn Claire on to feed him like that. So she fed him and then asked, “you want to feed me to?” and Vincent gave a little laugh, nodded and fed Claire her food.

Afterwards Claire rested her head on Vincent's shoulder and thought to herself. Were they really a couple now? After such a short time had they really fallen in love so quickly?

They spent most of the day together until the doorbell rang. And Vincent opened the door to find Claire's father standing at the doorway. “Claire said she came over here?” he said, and Vincent replied, “Yes… Claire!” she came when she called him and told Vincent, “goodbye” and left with her father.

Claire had never been so happy in her life. Was it the fact that the one person she ever loved happened to love her back? Was Vincent all hers? Her friends would be so jealous! Claire giggled and snickered at `evil' thoughts on the way home. She and Vincent were going to be very happy, she could tell.

When she got home she went straight to her room and locked the door. She jumped up on her bed and stared up at the ceiling for several minutes. Thinking of what a wonderful day she had with Vincent. Images of what happened last night lingered in her mind, even though she couldn't remember anything past the fact that they started to rub against each other.

After thinking of all that may have happened last night she found something in her pants, a piece of paper, and she unfolded it and it showed a phone number, Vincent's phone number. She picked up the phone and called him immediately. After a few rings he finally picked up. “Cross resident…” “Hey Vincent… its Claire…” Vincent replied, “I thought you'd never call…” Claire giggled and started to talk about what `may' have happened last night. “Well… from what I remember... we were, in fact, very close… and I think we may have…” this turned Claire on immensely and before long she found her hand between her legs, massaging her thighs.

“So… what are you doing Vince?” Claire asked with a rather horny voice. “Hmmm… I don't think I should tell you…” he replied to her in an equally Vincent-horny-type voice. Claire snickered and found herself unzipping her own pants. “Is that so…” Claire said to Vincent after a moment of giggling and snickering. Vincent gave a slight laugh and said, “well… I suppose I can tell you… that right now… I feel horny…” this surprised Claire slightly as she didn't think that Vincent was this kind of person. Oh well, the better for her!

She found herself pulling down her pants and continued to rub her inner thighs. “What are you doing?” Vincent asked in his horny voice. Claire giggled and said, “nothing… well… maybe something… but that's not important…” she moved her hand slightly inward and started to rub herself slightly and began to moan slightly and asked, “so what do you want to do?” but there was no answer. “Vince? Vincent? Are you there baby?” but no answer. Claire looked at her phone and noticed it died! Oh great… just when things were starting to get interesting… the phone dies.