hard and soft- b.e

Five

Billie comes over and drives with me to the studio again. My arms and legs still hurt a lot but im hoping that i can dance anyway.

Surprisingly enough, Billie is able to act almost exactly like we did yesterday. I'm not sure im as good as her, but nobody seems to notice that anythibg has changed. Has something changed?

Sydney greets Billie with a big hug and a squeal and suddenly i dont matter anymore. After a minute i decide to just go somewhere else. I find some water and some people to talk to. The choreographer is here too and we start talking.

She notices the way i stand like im in pain and i tell her about my muscles.

"I think i have something that can help you with that. At least a little." She says and takes me to the kitchen where she has tea ready.

"Ginger and lemon tea. Its healthy especially if you put cinnamon in it." She says and hands me a cup.

"Cinnamon? In tea???" I ask. Ive never heard of that before but but why not. She gives me some cinnamon in my cup and i blow on it so i can taste. And its actually really good. Ive never had tea like this before.

"A massage would do you good too but we dont have someone who can do that here. Sadly..." she says like she requested someone but didnt get her wish granted. I smile to myself without saying anything.

"I can give you a massage." Billie says from behind me. I can feel her breath on my neck and i almsot jump and spill my tea.

"Jesus Billie... could you be more creepy?" I ask and turn around to see her smile. It melts my heart immediately and i cant even say anything to her anymore.

"Sit down." She says and slides a chair to me. Its a small chair with almost nowhere to lean my back against. Almost a stool. I do as she says and she finds another chair and sits behind me.

The moment her fingers touch my arms, i feel warm all over. I look down and focus on my tea so i wont start moaning or something. It feels so good. She squeeses my arms and digs her thumbs into my muscles so it hurts. I flinch and she lets go a little.

"Too much?" She asks, but i shake my head. If its gonna work then its gotta hurt. She keeps going, doing the same thing up and down my arms, to my shoulders and down my back.

Her hands wrap around my waist so she had a good grip to really dig her fingers into the muscles on the sides of my spine.

"Mm..." i hear myself say. Its quiet, but i heard it. And we're alone in the kitchen now, so nobody else heard it. Except maybe Billie. But she doesnt say anything. She moves her hands up and down my back and for some reason, i arch my whole body.

Im not sure this is working how it should. Maybe shes not the best one to do it.

"Do your legs hurt too?" She says, and i can hear that she's smiling without even looking at her. Theres anticipation in her voice like she wants to massage my legs. I nod without saying anything. My throat is closed so i wont moan again.

Billie moves the chair in front of me and lifts one of my legs off of the floor. It surprises me how she just volunteers to massage me out of nowhere. Does she do this often? More importantly, has she done this to Sydney?

Her hands move their way all the way up to my thigh. She is getting too close to my vagina and i know it. I can feel it. The butterflies have turned into fire. Fire burning through my lower stomach and burning me wherever she touches me.

Her thumb presses down on a spot that hurts a lot and i wince and my leg jumps a little. She looks up and me while she pauses.

"Its fine, keep going." I assure her. I know she needs to stop, but i dont want her to. Somehow i cant take her touch much longer, but i need it.

"Is it working?" Billie asks as she gives my thigh one last squeeze and moves on to the other leg.

"I think so. Or... maybe... it might not be working in the way it was supposed to." I try to say discreetly but my voice becomes more and more quiete when i get unsure of myself. Should i have said that?

I cant stop looking at her eyes when she looks up. Her touch has gotten more gentle. Less of a massage and more of a sweet loving caress. It tickles me all the way up my leg.

I dont know what it is about her eyes that bewitches me and forces me to keep looking into them, but i cant look away. Theres something so perfect about the way her face is shaped and i cant explain it. Its not symetrical at all. Her eyebrows are never even and her mouth is a little higher up in one side and her nose is slightly crooked. But its somehow exactly what i want her to look like.
I wouldnt want to change her face if i could. Its perfect in the most imperfect way.

"Should we save this for the date later then?" She asks with a crooked grin. A piece of her hair falls in front of her eye.

"Probably." I answer, though i dont want her to stop. She takes her hands of me and i want to reach out for them and place them back onto my body but im frozen in place. Melted into the chair. My legs feel weak and like jello. What the fuck is this?

My eyes follow her as she gets up from the chair and takes a step closer to me.

"Youre really pretty when youre staring." Billie says, looking down on me. I can feel how the blood rushes to my cheeks and i can finally look away. I exhaile and breathe in deeply. I didnt realise i was holding my breath.

"See you in the studio in five minutes, okay?" She says and puts a hand gently on my cheek for just a second. The warmth from her hand feels like electricity.
I look up and her face gets closer. Gently, she presses her lips against my forehead, and i close my eyes. The whole room has dissapeared. All i feel is her lips and her hand. And how quickly they leave my skin. I open my eyes and see her walk out of the door.

Once she is gone, i notice how my face has shaped itself. My eyebrows are turning upward in the middle of my face and my eyes are open as much as they can like a puppy. I look like ive just witnessed the most stunning comet pass in the nightsky. A once in a lifetime sight. And maybe i have.

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