A fantasy requested by a special friend.
"Babe, come on," she said while smoothing a palm along his bare chest. "Please don't be mad at me."
"I already told you, I'm not mad."
But clearly he was, and as he continued to stare at the wall in front of him, Claudia backed off just slightly to give him some space. Eventually the rigidity in his body began to lessen, and as her hand lifted to touch one of his long, waist length braids, he finally shifted his gaze from the wall. Now focusing on her face, he tenderly grabbed hold of her chin, tilting it upward so that her eyes were firmly locked on his.
"Admit it," he softly said.
"Admit what?" Claudia asked.
"That it's over between us."
"What?" A pain rose in the back of her throat, heart beating quicker as she stared into his eyes.
"You're saving yourself for Tristan. He's the one you want to give yourself to, so why are you wasting your time with me?"
"Where is this coming from?" Shocked by his declaration, she stared at him dazedly.
"Am I'm wrong?" His eyes searched hers imploringly. "Because if I am, I won't bring it up again."
Claudia tried to speak. But instead of words being discharged, she found that her mouth was dry and her tongue paralyzed.
"Look, I don't blame you, all right?" Lucas said. "I know I'm not going off to university with you guys, and I don't have anything to offer you here on the rez, so why *wouldn't* you want to be with him?"
"This has nothing to do with him going off to college," she said. "I don't think he's above you because he's going to university, and I'm definitely not saving myself for him."
Completely disregarding her response, Lucas continued to speak. "You know what really bothers me about this whole situation?" A short pause was accompanied by a flash of annoyance in his eyes. "It isn't that you and I aren't having sex, it's the fact that I'm second best to him. I don't like being second best, and none of the other girls I've been with have ever preferred another guy over me."
"I don't *prefer* him over you. If I did, I wouldn't be with you right now."
"Right." Lucas gently nodded his head, but the way he let out a long, low sigh told Claudia that he wasn't buying her statement. "When I was in the hospital these past four days, I did a lot of thinking. And I came to a couple of realizations."
"Okay." Her mouth went dry, heart beating quickly as she waited for him to continue.
"You aren't going to sleep with me. Not now, or ever." His tone was almost accusing, as if he'd been promised something that Claudia wouldn't deliver. "And once you move off to college, we'll hardly see each other at all. So let's just end this."
For a moment they did nothing more than stare at each other in silence, but as Lucas wrapped an arm around her waist and angled his head for a kiss, a question mark appeared in Claudia's eyes.
"This kiss is for closure," he said while gazing into her eyes. "I need it, and I think you do, too."
As he leaned in closer she began to wonder if it was more of a bad idea than a good one, but as Lucas's mouth pressed softly against her own, Claudia's lips parted.
It wasn't long before their tongues began to tangle, and as the kiss deepened further, sensations began rioting through Claudia's body. What seemed like merely seconds turned out to be a full half minute, and only out of necessity did they finally pull back to take in air.
"Why is it so hard for me to let you go?" There was puzzlement on Lucas's face, as if he were actually struggling to figure out the reason.
"Don't know," she breathily said. "But if we're serious about breaking things off, we should probably stop kissing."
"We should," he said while leaning in for another round. "But it's kinda hard to stop once you get going."
Hot, wet, and oh so gratifying, their kiss was accompanied by faint moans.