Love's Not A Competion

Awakening

A.N: Quick little note to let you know there's sexual references in this chapter. Saucy! 😉 Nothing rude, just a bit of fun.

Stay safe my lovelies!

Charlie

I gave Ricky the directions to my flat as he drove in his Mini that he called Gigi.

"My car's called Elmo." I told him lightly. "He's a little red Nissan."

"Ergh, Nissan's are like hairdryers!" he scoffed.

"Don't be rude about Elmo. He's awesome." I poked my tongue out.

I reluctantly got my keys out as we parked up at my flat.

"Do you want to come in for a cup of tea and meet my cat?" I asked.

He looked at me like he was about to laugh again. "Is that what they call it these days?" he asked with a twinkle of a laugh.

"Rick!" I slapped his arm. "It's not a euphemism! Do you want to come in and meet Tibby? Or do you need to head off?"

"Ok." he shrugged.

He locked his car and followed my along the path.

"That's Elmo." I nodded to my car to which he said hello cheerily, making me snort with laughter. "We're such weirdos!" I giggled as I unlocked the front door to my flat.

As soon as I made it to the top of the stairs Tibby came running over, meowing and purring.

"You really weren't inviting me in just for sex." he said, looking at Tibby in amusement.

"No, she's real." I told him, scooping her up and putting her in his arms. She purred and rubbed her face on his. "You'll have to wait for the sex though. I'll put kettle on while I take my make up off."

I headed towards the bathroom, a tiny room just off the living area, via the kitchen and flicked the kettle on to boil.

I returned a while later in a slouchy tshirt and pyjama trousers to see something that made me gasp. Tibby was lying across Ricky's lap on her back as he rubbed her fluffy tummy.

"She never lets me do that!" I gasped.

"It's not how it looks." he joked. "Ok, it's exactly how it looks. I seduced your cat."

"She likes you." I said as I snuggled into the sofa next to them. "Do you still want that tea?"

"Nah, I'd rather have a kiss." he replied.

"I can defiantly do that!" I told him as I leant in.

This kiss was more scratchy than at the party. I ran my fingers long his jaw to feel his stubble as we kissed, getting a groan of satisfaction. Deep inside me I felt the desire to rip his shirt and jeans off right there and then. Somehow this surprised me.

"What did you do?" I asked in a slightly scared voice as I broke away.

"I didn't do anything. We were just kissing, you touched me and I liked it." he stated.

"Something changed. I suddenly..." I couldn't quite say it.

"Good change or bad change?" he asked.

"Good, very good." I smiled.

"I think I know what happened." he smiled and pulled me onto his lap which Tibby had knowingly vacated.

His arms went around my waist and his hands were on my back, one of my hands went into his hair, short but soft, and the other arm around his shoulders as I straddled his lap.