RaStro FicS

Surf me up (4)

Rhian made a desperate lunge under the wave in Glaiza's direction and with her heart in her mouth she struck out with strong arms, knowing that Glaiza probably hadn't had time to take a breath before going under. As she swam, her lower body collided with something heavy and she grabbed hold of it knowing it could only be Glaiza and tucked their bodies down against the sand as had been taught. She held onto the girl's body despite Glaiza's struggling against her and as soon as she could feel the weight of the wave roll past them, she pulled Glaiza up to the surface. Glaiza clung to her, coughing and spluttering.

For a moment, she simply held Glaiza while she trembled and coughed the remaining seawater out of her lungs. Despite the terror of the moment, she felt an undeniable swell of physical response to holding Glaiza in her arms. She could feel her wet breasts pressed tightly against Glaiza's and as she stood there holding her, Glaiza's arms tightened around her neck and Rhian felt the woman's mound pressing into her own. She realized that Glaiza was crying quietly and a wave of rage rolled over her. She pushed Glaiza back slightly and with fury in her eyes, she gritted her teeth and spat out, "What the hell are you playing at?!" You don't fuck around with the sea! EVER! You respect the sea or it KILLS you!"

Even as she said the words, she knew she had done the wrong thing, despite the fact that she had been scared into the response. Glaiza looked like she had been slapped. Her arms dropped and she physically drooped as she pulled away from Rhian. She opened her mouth to utter something, fresh tears welling in her huge eyes, before closing her mouth again and started turning away to wade into shore. In those few seconds, Rhian went from rage at Glaiza to anger at herself.

"Shit!" She said quietly. She grabbed Glaiza's hand before she could turn away. "I'm sorry, you scared me half to death."

Glaiza looked at her through her tears and gave her a quivering smile. "You saved my life..."

"Nah," said Rhian, flapping her hands as if to brush away what Glaiza was saying. "I just saved you being a little waterlogged. The wave would probably have carried you to shore."

"No," said Glaiza earnestly, taking Rhian's other hand in hers as well, "I really think you did. I didn't know which end was up, it caught me completely by surprise and I didn't even have time to take a breath before going under. So yes, you saved my life." She leaned forward and kissed Rhian on the cheek, then blushed disarmingly. "I'm sorry, I don't know if that was ok. I mean, fuck, what's the etiquette for thanking someone who just saved your life?" She added as she scratched her eyebrow.

Rhian just stared at her, wanting nothing more than to move Glaiza's body against hers again. She even started pulling her in when they were surprised by voices and their quiet bubble burst dramatically when the 'slappers' came splashing over to them all talking over each other. In-between the "Oh my Gods" and various other excitable ramblings, everyone got their bearings and made sure everyone else was ok. The 'slappers' hugged and fawned over their friend while Bianca just quirked an eyebrow at Rhian and shook her head. When Rhian insisted they catch one more wave to get over the almost disaster, Bianca bowed and with a big grin said, "After you, white knight!"

While Rhian just chose to ignore her best friend.

Even after successfully catching another few waves, Glaiza was still a bit shaky, so Bianca suggested that Rhian take Glaiza up to the villa and relax a while then start on lunch while she took the next shift on surfing etiquette and simple board techniques which they actually practiced on the beach anyway, so two instructors would be wasted.

Glaiza looked grateful at the suggestion, so the two women started to head back to their villas, both in their respective quiet little worlds contemplating what had happened. Rhian so badly wanted to reach out and take the hand of the woman walking next to her, her rounded buttocks swaying gently in her bikini bottoms. Rhian had a moment where she thought that calling Glaiza's backside a 'bum', 'ass' or 'buttocks' simply didn't do it justice. It should be called something like peaches. She shook her head and snorted softly at herself. What are you thinking Rhian? Glaiza looked at her with an unspoken question in her eyes and Rhian couldn't help herself. She took the hand she had wanted to grasp a few minutes before and pulled Glaiza off the path into the forest, then swinging her gently around, she pushed her up against a tree. Before Glaiza could object, she leaned forward and kissed her slightly parted lips, running her tongue softly and teasingly along the girl's full lower lip. There was no immediate objection, so Rhian pressed a little harder, her tongue now darting between Glaiza's lips almost like she was daring the other woman's tongue to follow her...and it did. Rhian could not suppress the moan that escaped from her mouth into Glaiza's, even though she knew in the deepest part of her, it would be too intimate for Glaiza to handle. Glaiza's hands came up to Rhian's chest in a gesture of supplication. "Please..." she pleaded, "please..." as she repeats. Both girls were breathing deeply, resting their foreheads against each other. "Rhian..."

This is it Rhian, get ready to be rejected.

"Yes?" Even though Rhian knew what was coming, she closed her eyes as if to ward it off.

"Rhian, you know I'm not gay, right?"

When Rhian opened her eyes, her brow still touching Glaiza's, she was surprised to see Glaiza's eyes still closed. She smiled to herself wistfully, knowing that this was going to be tough for the other woman to accept. She sighed and pulled her head away, her heart aching a little when Glaiza's head followed hers before her eyes opened and the forward momentum stopped. She looked confused and scared and Rhian felt momentarily bad for taking advantage of Glaiza's vulnerability at the moment, but also realized that had they not had the terrifying few moments in the sea together, Glaiza's defenses may never have come down sufficiently for her to even contemplate where Rhian so hoped this was going.

"Ok," Rhian said simply and Glaiza looked relieved until Rhian very deliberately glanced down to Glaiza's magnificent nipples sticking out from her bikini top so prominently and said, " although I think some parts of you may be a little...ambivalent?"

She let the sentence trail off and Glaiza jumped back, seemingly as flustered as she had been the night before, wrapping her arms around herself to cover her obvious arousal and whispering in a hurt voice, "You don't play fair..." She turned around and made her way back to her villa, leaving Rhian with the knowledge that she had pushed the other woman too far.

*****

Rhian got her staff to get everything together for their lunch, then, Glaiza was nowhere to be seen and Rhian guessed she had gone back to the beach, she grabbed a book and climbed into a hammock slung between two trees on the side of the path. No one would be able to see her unless they were specifically looking for her as the trees protected her from view. She must have dozed off, because her next conscious realization was that she could hear voices coming up the path. Still half asleep, she felt no need to alert them to her presence. She started hearing snippets.

"Well maybe we can go into town tonight and see what the local talent is like?" This was definitely either Sheena or Kat by the voice.

"Yeah, I wonder how they'd feel about us bringing guys back here to party?" Rhian thought this was Maxene.

Sheena or Kat immediately bounced back with, "Well, what if we make sure we cater for them too?"

Glaiza's unmistakable rich voice cut through the others, "I don't think that would be welcome..."

"Why not?" Isabel asked. Rhian was now sitting upright, focusing hard on hearing every word.

Glaiza mumbled an excuse about Bianca and Rhian having to work and she was sure that didn't include messing around with the 'local talent'.

"Come on girl, loosen up! I'm pretty sure they would allow it." Chynna said as she put an arm around Glaiza.

She sat and pondered for a long while after the girls had passed, not until Bianca sat beside her.

"I'm pretty sure to have found you here, are you planning on telling me what's going on?" Bianca asked elbowing her friend.

"No," Rhian said shortly, then realized she was being unfair and downright rude. "Sorry, B. This girl is seriously getting under my skin and I think I have a shot, but I'm not sure. I mean, I took a chance and kissed her," she pretended not to notice when Bianca slapped her forehead and groaned theatrically, "and she kissed me back, but then suddenly she's pulling back and telling me she's not gay when her nipples are out to HERE!" Rhian mimed a distance about half a meter in front of her.

Bianca rubbed her friend's arm sympathetically. "If it's any consolation, I've never seen you so strung out about a potential holiday 'fling'. She's got you all kinds of twisted, huh?"

"Yep. And what's worse is that I know I was unfair on her, took advantage of her and pushed her too far. What kind of sick bitch does that make me? Because all I want is to do it over and over again... That one little kiss was like the sweetest thing I have ever tasted, bar none. I want more. So much more!"

Bianca looked at her with a worried look on her face, realizing that her friend was doing exactly what she had sworn she would never do again - falling for a holiday fling.