She gasped, her body suddenly growing hot at the gesture as she leaned her head back only just to hide her blush. “G-Goodness sir..you put up a good fight..” His warm tongue felt so good on her cool skin that she felt if he kept that up she was sure to lose this little teasing bout.
Not that her shy painter wasn’t wonderful as he was but dressed as he was, talking like that – he seemed like a true prince. As a child she had often dreamed of being whisked away by one and here he was.
But kingdom or not she loved who he was on the inside. Smiling, she waited until he had completely licked her shoulder so she could lean over to peck his lips. “I concede defeat.” Mostly because if they continued this way then the fantasy was sure to be over with the removal of clothes. “Shall we eat cake and enjoy it over tea, sir?”
As fun as it would have been to keep going, Jack was content to stop. He wasn’t ready to take his costume off just yet, or risk getting frosting on Katelynn’s dress. Who knows – if the rest of the evening went well, maybe they could continue this later.
“As you wish, my love.” He kissed her hand, ever the gracious victor. “I’ll go make us a proper tea. And I believe you had a movie in mind?”
It continued to stun her as she stared at him for a few seconds, eyes glazed over and cheeks pink but she shook herself out of it and her lips stretched out into a bright smile. “Yes! It was um..a little date idea I saw online once. I thought it could be fun. We watch the movie while it’s on mute and improvise the dialogue.”
Picking up her skirt, she moved from the couch to the bookshelf of movies and searched for the title she had in mind. It was one she had decided on because of the plot and was a movie she had never seen before – Grease.
Pulling it out, she showed it to him. “It has singing parts though but you own it so you must know that.” And her blush intensified.
Jack chuckled nervously from the kitchen, where he was setting the water to boil. “Actually, I’ve only seen it once. A few years ago …” You could almost hear him blush from the kitchen. “I’ve never been to a normal high school. I’d heard about this movie, and thought I might take a look, so I picked up a copy."
He returned soon, carrying a smaller tray with two steaming mugs and the makings of tea. "It didn’t exactly answer my questions, but the music’s good. I wouldn’t mind seeing it again."
Jack Maple 