Is It A Dream?

Initiation

Danny walked back up the stairs, wondering what to do to help Linda. The research he had been doing while she took her shower didn't really seem helpful. He stopped halfway up when an idea dawned on him. He then took the stairs two at a time, hoping his idea would work.
"I'm sorry," Linda looked up at Danny, eyes red and puffy from crying.
"Don't apologize, Linda. The apologies stop now, okay?"
She nodded, hugging a pillow to herself.
"Can we try something?"
She looked at him warily, fear flashing in her beautiful blue eyes.
"We'll keep our clothes on, I promise. Imma let you initiate that."
Linda nodded, "Danny...." she let her hand make contact with her knee, "I want to have sex with you, I really do. But.... I don't know how it's gonna go... what if I'm not good? Or it's not satisfying for you? Or I tense up? Or—"
Danny placed his finger on her lips. He wanted to cut her off with a kiss, but he wasn't sure how she'd react to that. "It's okay, baby. We'll jump that bridge when we get there, okay?"
Linda nodded, pushing back her hair.
"Y'know, I kinda like your hair better brown."
"Really?"
"Mhmm. But it's good blonde, too... can we try that thing now?"
"What is it?"
"Maybe you won't feel.... whatever the hell you're feeling, if you initiate everything."
She cocked her head, "What do you mean?"
"I mean... instead of me kissing you and holding your hand and all that, that you should be the one to do it first."
Linda thought about it for a few seconds. It could work, maybe. She held out her hand, palm up, hoping Danny would take it. She smiled a little when he curled his fingers around her hand. She brought the hand up to her lips, and kissed it softly. That felt good, okay. She continued to kiss his hand, lingering longer with each kiss.
Danny smiled when Linda took his other hand. He was glad she was kissing him, even if it was just his hand. He raised his eyebrows when Linda's soft kisses turned into tiny nibbles. Her hot breath tickled his palm, and he sort of hoped she was doing that on purpose.
Linda lowered Danny's hand and smiled at him, "that felt good. Like... I felt in control."
"That's great!" The detective smiled widely. "Control is good."
She looked into his hazel eyes, searching for something. She wasn't sure what she wanted to see, but she found herself leaning forward. Her eyes were closed and her lips pressed against her husband's.
It took Danny a few seconds to get over the excitement he felt. Linda was actually kissing him! He kissed her back, very happy another chord had been struck.
Linda felt her tongue sneak past her lips before she had time to think about it. Her tongue gently parted Danny's lips, making him so happy.
Danny immediately opened his mouth for Linda, so glad she was kissing him like she used to- or very close to it. He wanted to caress her cheek so badly, but he didn't want her to shy away.
Linda brought he hand up to Danny's cheek, caressing it softly. The rough stubble brought good memories back, triggering a moan.
A lot of things were happening in Danny's mind. He was so glad Linda took the steps and was controlling this kiss. He was also getting turned on, and he hoped Linda wouldn't notice. He wasn't sure what she'd do, ordinarily she'd tease him, but now?
Linda wasn't sure how long the kiss lasted, but when she rested her forehead against Danny's, she wanted so much more.
Danny hummed lightly, "what brought that on?"
"I don't know, but I want another one!" She responded, almost in a trance. She found his lips again, melting into a little part of who she used to be. This is great! So.... incredibly... great...!