Scratch

Seventeen

"But if I could read minds, I would know what everyone was thinking at any time I wanted." Freen arched one brow as she clasped her left hand over Becky's which was firmly attached to Freen's right arm. They were casually browsing through a nearby nightmarket and Becky had a craving for ice cream that had to be satisfied.

"But would you honestly want to know? What if you read someone's mind and it's something nasty? Or something about you?" Becky crinkled her nose, trying to imagine the situation.

"At least I would know what you're thinking now." Freen smirked as she swung Becky around to face her, holding her close by placing both hands on her upper arms.

"You could just ask. But that's easy - I want..." Becky paused for a few seconds as she looked around, then grinned when she saw a games booth. "I want a teddy bear!"

It took Freen a few times, but she managed to land all the rings that would enable her to win a very cute pink care bear teddy for Becky. She hugged it like a child in her arms and Freen thought her chest might burst.

"What will she be called?" Freen asked as she moved closer to Becky again, feeling with her hands that Becky's flesh was growing cold. She immediately removed her leather jacket that she uses for her bike and draped it across Becky's shoulders.

"Maybe I'll just call her Sarocha, since you don't use your name." Becky arched her brows and grinned, holding onto her teddy and pulling the jacket on tightly at the same time.

"So you'll be sleeping with Sarocha tonight?" Freen smirked and leaned closer to Becky. They had found a corner that wasn't too busy, a wall to lean against next to some plants, the lights glowing like candles around them.

"Oh yeah for sure. Question is just..." Becky bit her lip, Freen knowing exactly what the question was. But it wasn't time to answer it yet.

"We don't have to worry about that now. At least either way you know you'll be warm tonight." Freen spoke softly as she remained a mere few inches from Becky who had her back up against the wall, while Freen leaned against it. She wanted to kiss Becky so badly in that moment. Her eyes dipped and she could see those pink pieces of flesh with a pink tongue dart across them. She was getting her lips ready for Freen and she knew it. And she wanted it.

Freen leaned closer still, her free hand slowly raising itself to burry itself in Becky's hair at the side of her face. Becky tilted her head into Freen's hand and bit down on her lower lip now as she watched Freen's lips in return. She was getting impatient. Her fingers came up to tangle in the back of Freen's raven tresses and try to tug her closer to eliminate the gap between them.

But Freen had found her control, her resolve, her confidence. Once Becky could feel Freen's warm breath on her wet lips, Freen pulled away again completely. The only contact that remained was Freen's hand wrapped around Becky's as she tugged her along the street market once more.

"So, whereto next?" Freen grinned back at Becky, feeling quite smug at the shaking she saw in those beautiful legs.