Sierra Nevada (XXX)

25

Make Love To Me

He had me laughing in an instant as those nimble fingers found every sensitive spot on my skin. While he tickled me senseless, I squirmed and giggled. I did my best to ensure that I didn't kick our guitars or the side of the tent. He laughed with me.

"Hey babe, watch those knees. Wait no. No. Noooo!" He laughed and squirmed. I had never met a man more ticklish than I was. "Okay, okay. I promise no more tickling. Please staaup!"

We laughed until we were breathless.

"Can we be serious for a minute," I asked.

"Okay, but just a minute." I wanted to hit him, but I couldn't see him so that would have been dangerous, I could actually hurt him and that wasn't my goal. I was certain he had a shit-eating grin on his face.

"You're a Brat!"

"We've already established that. That can't be what you wanted to be serious about."

"Well, no."

"Okay, then what," he asked, out of honest curiosity.

"You really don't care?"

"No. I care. People are going to talk, and they will talk more and more as we are seen together. I have no intention of hiding you. None. Call it a lesson learned and an exercise in trust. Lockdown all of your accounts, ensure that only people you know love and trust, can see your posts and please clear any photos with me first and you can post whatever you want with me in it."

"I don't post a whole of pictures of people."

"I know. Neither do I, but that might change tomorrow. There's this one photo I snapped of you." He was talking animatedly. I could feel his hands moving and wished I could see them. "You can't see your face, in fact, you're in silhouette, but it's amazing, your closest friends, they will know it's you. I want to post it. I'll show you tomorrow and you can decide. I will give you the same courtesy from here on out. But if I post a picture that you took. I'm crediting you. Okay?" He was all forms of serious. I didn't know what to think. He gave me permission to post pictures of him, I don't think I could have been more honored. I was stunned silent and stupid. I nodded yes with my mouth hanging open in shock, knowing full well it was too dark for him to see me.

"Okay," I finally whispered. I was incredibly touched. His lips gently brushed mine and my eyes fluttered shut. I felt his fingertips on my face hovering near my ear. I heard his whisper brush gently and caress my lips.

"Let's just hold each other tonight." I was happy to comply. He gently undressed me and pulled me into his arms. My body tangled with his and my heart beat to the rhythm of his tenderness as I drifted off to sleep in the warmth and security of his love. He covered me like a blanket and kept me safe and warm all the night through.

"What time are we supposed to leave?" I woke to his question as he lazily drew several symbols on my shoulder. I just snuggled down into him and mumbled his name. He laughed gently.

"Is the sun up yet?"

"Nope. Just me." He laughed again and kept drawing on my shoulder with his fingers.

"What are you drawing?"

"Bass Clef entangled in a Treble Clef and my name. Should I stop?" He was threatening me and he didn't even know it. I didn't' want him to stop. He was putting his name all over me.

"It tickles, please don't." He didn't, he just went on drawing the same things on my body as he pulled me closer to him he moved his hand down my back. "Avriel?" I all but whispered.