Pop Tarts, Brand, and Her

Chapter 15: Animal Instinct

Chapter 15: Animal Instinct

Noel and Shannon walked hand in hand to her flat. As they walked into the kitchen, Noel took his hat off and jokingly put it on top of her head.

“Looks cute on you.” He said, laughing. “You should wear hats more often.”

“Well, I don't think hats with big rabbit ears sticking out of them are my kind of hat.” Shannon replied as she put his hat on her dining room table and stuck out her tongue; slipping her shoes off.  “Do you want some tea?” She asked, reaching up into a cabinet and getting the tea pot.

“Sure. Thanks, love.” He spoke softly. There was a long, somewhat awkward silence between the pair as Shannon proceeded to fill the pot with water and went to get the mugs. As she pottered about her kitchen, her stomach began to twist, in nervous anticipating of what was going to happen next. This date had gone perfectly, not a mention of the bet or of Russell…she didn’t want to spoil it now. After a few seconds of silence she heard the sound of Noel's shoes scuffing across the tile floor towards her. Shannon felt her cheeks begin to burn as she thought back over their date…of things they had both implied… she didn't want to be too hasty…but, was it fear or want that now twisted her stomach and had her tongue tied? She wasn’t yet sure, so she tried to keep herself busy with searching for the tea bags. Even when standing on tip-toe she couldn't reach them, and she knew it too.

“Here, let me.” Noel said from close behind her. He reached up over her head and took down the box of tea bags. Shannon could feel his breath on the back of her neck and felt her blush darken a shade. When she finally turned around, his face was mere inches away from her own.

“Thanks... I don't know why I keep them there. I can never reach them.” Shannon replied as she looked down at the floor, trying to make conversation but refrain from eye contact... she so didn’t want Noel to see how embarrassed she was. Hesitantly, Shannon slowly looked up at Noel through the curtain of her hair, eyelashes fluttering. Noel smirked, slowly moving closer. Shannon bit her lip, trying to suppress her nervous jitters. He was close enough now she could feel his warmth… but again her nerves got the better of her and she turned away. Trying to gather herself, she turned around and focused on the tea. Her efforts were in vain, as she’d only given him a more convenient way to wrap his arms around her waist. Shannon closed her eyes, breathing deeply, trying desperately to keep her head…and possibly also not faint. Noel brushed her hair away from her shoulders, placing soft, butterfly kisses along her neck.

“I've wanted to tell you this for a while now.” He began, whispering gently, “I'm crazy about you.” Shannon felt her heart flutter, thoughts running through her mind at a million miles an hour! ‘What should I do next? I'm so new to all of this emotion and feeling…’ In the end, all she could do was whimper at his tender kisses. Noel took one hand from her waist and, slowly, trailed it up the front of her body until his fingers touched her chin. He turned Shannon’s face to meet his gentle gaze. His eyes were big, beautiful and filled with lust. Shannon felt her cheeks burn again, worsening the longer she stared into his big, blue eyes. He tilted her chin a bit more until his lips softly grazed her own. Purely by instinct, Shannon pressed her mouth practically flush with his, surprising herself. ‘Maybe my days of being afraid are finally over…’ she thought she felt Noel’s lips curl unto a smile as the kiss deepened. She turned in his arms to face Noel, and he pulled her in close, arms enveloping her waist again, kissing her hard. Tongues and teeth and hands collided, their breathing hot and heavy as she ran her fingers through his beautiful, silky black hair. His hands slowly moved down from Shannon’s waist to cup her arse; her curves flush against his, and the evidence of his desire making them both moan. Thinking they were surely going to do it right there in the kitchen, Shannon suppressed a soft mewl of protest as he pulled away…but she soon realised why, as he was leading them into her bedroom…pulling her slowly towards the bed.