Through the Fire (a Les Twins fanfic)

Chapter 12: Experienced

If you can just get your mind together then come across to me.  We'll hold hands and then we'll watch the sun rise from the bottom of the sea.  But first Are You Experienced?  Have you ever been experienced?—Jimi Hendrix

The next day Shauna parked her car down the street and waited until Gabby and Laurent backed out of the garage and drove away before going into the house.

They were on their weekly Saturday afternoon excursion to late brunch at The Waffle House.  Laurent had gone there one time and instantly fell in love with every item on the gloriously long and fattening menu.

When she got inside Larry was sitting at the breakfast bar in boxers and a t-shirt destroying a mixing bowl full of cereal.

"Dang, boy! Are you ever not eating?"  She sashayed past him into the kitchen.

"Don't worry about what I eat. Mind your business, little gir—,"  he almost choked on a honey nut Cheerio.  Shauna was bent over searching under the sink for something wearing a pair of the shortest denim shorts he'd ever seen his life.

She came up with a sponge and a bottle of spray disinfectant in her hands and squirted some on the side of the breakfast bar opposite Larry.  Then she started scrubbing, extremely slowly at first then more and more vigorously causing one strap of her tiny red tank top to slip down a bit.

Larry coughed and sputtered.  "What're you doing?!"

"Haven't you ever seen somebody clean a kitchen before?  I mean, since you've been around and all."

He dropped his spoon, silently annoyed, then shifted around uncomfortably on the barstool and glanced behind him a couple of times paranoid that Gabby and Laurent might return.  "You need to stop."

"Stop what?"  she blinked innocently at him.  Half her hair was pulled up in a loose bun accentuating her whole face from her big, brown eyes and full lashes down to the juicy, bright red pout painted to match her shirt.  "What am I doing?"

Larry abandoned his cereal and stood up to go to his room.  "You know what you're doing.  You play too much."

Shauna waited a while before she came after him.  She pushed open his closed door and walked right inside.

Larry was lying on the bed staring at the ceiling attempting to visualize all the things in his mind that didn't turn him on—baseball, basketball, football, cartoons...okay maybe not cartoons because some anime girls are sexy...soccer, hockey...

He jerked up to a sitting position.  "You can't come in here."

She climbed onto the bed and straddled him defiantly.  "I just wanted you to see that I'm all grown up."

"I can see that."

"Can you?"

"I'm really, really trying not to."  Larry shook his head, lay back, and hid his face with a pillow until she pulled it away.  "Shauna, we can't do this."

"I know."  She leaned over and kissed the tip of his nose, her movement creating a slight friction between the crotch of her shorts and his boxers.  Then she trailed her lips down to his chest, pushed up his shirt, and ran her tongue back and forth over his tattoo.

Her body felt soft.  Very soft.  And she smelled edible, like brown sugar and peaches.

He groaned.  "Your sister will kill both of us."

She sat up straight again and the edge of her tank rode up giving Larry a close up view of her bellybutton piercing.

"I know."

He flicked the shiny gem with his forefinger then gripped her small waist in one hand.

"Close the door."

"Okay."

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Shauna's hair had come all the way loose.  It fell in damp waves down her back.  She pecked around Larry's mouth with her lips then peeked up at him through her lashes.  His eyes were closed.

"You alright there, chief?"

He opened one eye.  "You talk a whole lotta shit."

"But I back it up though."  She stifled a grin and rested her chin in the middle of his chest.

Larry sucked his teeth and stroked her hair, but didn't respond.

Shauna kept at it.  "Still think I've never been anywhere?"

"Hmmmm...well,"  he exhaled loudly and shifted his body into a more comfortable position beneath hers, his voice low and groggy.  "Maybe you went a little past The Varsity.  Maybe to Peachtree Street."

"Oh, is that all?  Why you sweating then?  Huh?"

"I always like to get a good sweat before round two."

Shauna couldn't hide the shock on her face fast enough.  Larry gripped a handful of her hair and kissed her deep and hard.  Then he rolled her over and dived back in.