Fight

P. Fifteen

LUNA
In the corner of my eye I see Daniel's hand nervous moving around on his leg. I grab his hand and place it just a little above my knee on my bare skin. I look into his dark eyes, looking a little nervous. 'You don't have to be scared to touch me.' Softly I smile at him. He looks down at our hands on my leg, my hand on top of his. 'I don't wanna hurt you.' I move his hand a little up slowly. He's the one I wanna sex with for the first time after it happened. Feeling so comfortable around him, like I've know him for ages. 'I have no clue how it's gonna go, but I'll tell you if I want you to stop. Really.' I lean in.

I pull back when Daniel stopped kissing me back. What's going on? What's wrong? I see him looking to my right. Charles is standing in the doorframe of the glass outside doors, with a soft smirk on his face. But also surprised. I bite my lip, feeling myself blush as I getting of Daniel his lap. Leaving him sitting there, turned on. I fix my oversized blouse. As Daniel moves his hands in front of him, resting on his lap, hiding his boner. 'I was not expecting that,' he says with his French accent. Oh my god, what do we do now? 'I knocked.' I shake my head and can't help myself but smile. I know he did, he always does that before walking in. 'Why are you here?' I enter my apartment. 'I'm here to pick up the thing you have for me.' We switch to French. Of course. I go to my bedroom. When I'm back in the living room Daniel is talking to Charles. 'Here.' I hand him the plastic bag. 'So you two?' He asks. Why did he had to walk in now? He could've chosen any day. Why tonight? It's only 8, so it isn't extremely late. But why today? Daniel and I look at each other, smiling. 'I'll go.' I follow him to my front door. 'Charlie.' He turns back around facing me. 'Keep it quite please.' He nods. 'Of course, my mouth is shut.' I smile. 'Thanks.' He nods once again before leaving. He's such a sweetheart. Sometimes I don't know what to do without him. I would've been a loner here in Monaco if he wasn't here. Daniel has a smirk on his face.  I would have him too. 'Let's continue this in the bedroom.' He grabs my hand and takes me to my bedroom. Christmas lights light my room up, I turned them on a little while back. He turns me around, my back facing the bed now instead of the door. I let myself fall down on my bed. He takes of his white shirt. No clue how he kept it clean. Compared to me. He leans over me and starts kissing me again. But not much later he pulls back again. 'You sure?' I smile, reaching my hand to his pants. 'Yes Dan.' He starts unbuttoning my striped oversized blouse. 'Just tell me if I need to stop alright, I don't wanna hurt you.' He's so sweet. I know he doesn't wanna hurt me. It's a different, serious Dan. Feeling his hands touching my body is an amazing feeling. He checks out my half naked body only in a, not so sexy, lingerie set. I don't really have sexy lingerie. A little insecure, but not allot, surprisingly; I watch his eyes move over my body. This is the first time since two years someone, other than family, has seen me this naked and soon to reveal my whole naked body, but I don't mind it being him. At all. He's the perfect man. 'You're so fucking sexy,' he says before his lips touch my stomach. I close my eyes as he comes closer to the edge of my black slip. Then I don't feel his lips anymore, I open my eyes again. 'I'm serious about what I just said though.' I nod. Knowing he's talking about that I need to say when I don't wanna continue. 'I will.' I move my hand through his hair.

'Where are you going?' I can feel his fingers touching my naked skin as I crawl out of bed. 'To turn all the lights off.' I throw on the oversized yellow shirt I got today and leave Daniel behind in my bed. Quickly I turn the lights off, place our glasses in the sink. I'll clean that up tomorrow. I wanna go back to Daniel. I quickly lock the doors before getting back in bed next to Daniel. He was so sweet for me. I haven't even thought about what happened back then in the moment, surprisingly. He just makes me forget. Everything around us. It's just me and him. I imagined it to go bad, but it didn't. 'Did you hold back?' I move my head, watching him looking at the ceiling. 'No.' I move my fingers over his beard before making his face turn to me. Knowing he's lying. 'Maybe a little. I just wanted you to be comfortable, it's not nothing what happened to you.' I nod. Thinking about the moment again. 'How did you get all those scars?' I softly smile. 'The big one on the side of my leg I got from Lola. We were playing in the garden helping our grandpa, we got in a little argument she had a small but sharp shuffle in her hand.' On his facial expression I can see him imagining the outcome. There was allot of blood, crying. Me being mad at Lola, but that didn't last long. 'The one from Charlie. The really ugly one from a BMX, not even knowing anymore how it really happened.' Daniel his fingers move over my stomach underneath the t shirt, searching. 'And these two?' His moves over the two, not too big, scars on the left side off my stomach. The scars he hasn't seen before until now. Well it was visible on the picture I posted not so long ago, but not that obvious. 'Lola had a kidney failure, so I gave her mine.' He smiles, while pulling me closer to his warm body. 'I love them.' I bite my lip. 'Me too.' I really do.