Greek-American Beauty (Full House Fanfic)

Chapter 25 - I Get Weak

Another one of my hits of 1987 was "I Get Weak". It was, naturally, once of the songs I wrote for Jesse. People also seemed to like the romantic music video, which I'm so happy because we had a great time filming it as it was all genuine. He was in formal wear, a tux & everything while I, also in formal wear, was wearing a white silk dress, and it was interspersed between footage of me playing my guitar and having romantic moments with my Jesse. Even those on the set were moved by the romance, and even applauded us when we finished! That was unexpected, yet flattering.

Us Greeks know a thing or two about romance, thanks to our Ancient Greek ancestors, who specialized in romance genre - stories that we call the "Hellenistic Romances". Jesse and I are a modern day Greek couple with our own love story to tell. Our music and the screen were our platforms.

Filming that music video was so romantic, it was practically a date! It only took us a few hours to film, and it got us turned on, so needless to say when we got home, all we wanted to do was make love. We made out our way to our bedroom where we made out some more.

I fell back on our bed with him on top of me, caressing my leg, making the fabric of my dress slide off my leg where the slit was as he grabbed my derriere. My high heels came off, then I rolled on top of him as we continued to kiss. We started to rapidly unwrap the clothes from each other's bodies.

I kissed his neck and his collar bone, making him moan as he caressed my hair. We kissed passioantely, holding each other, our bodies pressed up against one another. I swiftly lay back on our bed, with him on top of me. He thrust into me, kissing me passionately as I wrapped my arms around his hot body.

I loved listening to his moans and heavy breaths of pleasure as he thrust and caressed my body. He French kissed me, pressing his hot body against mine. We both love that skin to skin feeling, as we hold each other close.

I got such strong tingles as he kissed my neck while thrusting, that moans escaped me almost involuntarily. The pleasure I felt intensified as Jesse caressed my body, and I caressed his, feeling his strong arms and smooth back.

I began to cry out as I tensed up while shockwaves of intense pleasure swept through my body. Jesse clutched me tight around my waist, thrusting hard while sweating and moaning.

Jesse rested his head on my shoulder, taking a moment to catch his breath, before kissing my neck, giving me soft tingles in my ladyplace.

Jesse rolled off of me with his arm still around me. I rested my head on his chest, and he kissed my forehead while caressing my body.

The following morning after breakfast, I made some shortbread biscuits for the 50th Anniversary of the Golden Gate Bridge celebrations for the girls. As my biscuits baked in the oven, I heard from the Tanners, confirming our plans for Jesse and I to meet them at their house and then they'd take us to Crissy Field.

After the biscuits cooled, I frosted them, drawing the Golden Gate Bridge with colored frosting. This is what they looked like.

I remembered 10 years earlier, shortly after we came back from Greece, my godparents took me and Vasilios to Baker Beach, and they took a picture of us with the Golden Gate Bridge fully visible in the background. It's a beautiful photo, one of my favorites with my brother. We're true blue Greek-American city kids from San Fransisco. We were born here, we grew up here, our home is both here and Greece (especially our hometown of Athens).

"Those cookies smell amazing, baby girl." Said Jesse, wrapping his arms around me from behind.

"Aww thank you, agapi mou." I replied. We shared a tender kiss as I finished the biscuits. We got ready for the show, we turned our guitars and then I packed the biscuits and our guitars in the trunk before we drove to the Tanner house.