Hello again. I had 2 people who I appreciate so much look over this. Can I shout you guys out? Only if I did good/better? LOL I hope you know I appreciate the time you took and don't get mad at me if I still am missing something. To answer some questions, she is not me but we have a lot of similarities. I think everything I write has a piece of me or comes from an experience. Aside from my personal poetry and thoughts I write, she is the closest fictional character to me. I wish I did have an Austin, ha. I do think I will go back and edit the others at some point. I hope you enjoy, Feedback is always appreciated, thanks guys :D
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It was a warm day outside. The Texas fall heat was being tapered by hurricane season. It was a blessing when storms coming in from the coast, pushed the clouds their way. Windy breezes would give relief from the unforgiving sun. It was actually nice to be outside for once. Niala and Austin were leaning against his truck at a snowball stand, on 20th street. The Heights was a quaint part of the city. There were consignment shops and little boutiques that lined 20th. With business's built into row houses, that were mixed in with actual residences. Niala loved the small town feel of the area.
"Tell me about being a fire fighter, what is it really like?" Niala turned to face Austin, she looked like a child as she took a huge bite of her snow ball. Her nose scrunched up reacting to it's coldness.
"Brain freeze?" Austin had to laugh. She looked so sexy, but still had the ability to look innocent. He was looking at her lips that had turned cherry red from her snow cone. The edges of her lips were still pink but the center was crimson. He felt a strong urge to kiss her and almost lost his thought.
"It's not all running into burning buildings like on TV; I've been to more car accidents then fires. Not to say they don't happen, it's just every day is not burning building after burning building. " He looked around at the people going about their day.
Niala was relieved. She didn't even realize it was making her anxious. The thought of him in constant danger made her nervous and she barely knew him. "First responders" She wondered aloud.
Austin nodded. "Sometimes we get calls for the dumbest shit too. This actually called, 911 saying she had a fire emergency. As it turned out something was burning on her stove, just smoke." He chuckled "Then, let's not forget the false alarms in office buildings".
A grin spread on Niala's face. "Hey! If it wasn't for that we wouldn't be together, as friends," She added at the end. She focused on the syrup juice running down her fingers, licking them to avoid Austin's face. The sight was not lost on him.
"Yeah I'm glad I came inside, I almost didn't."
He smiled knowing she was avoiding his eyes. She clearly didn't realize how sexy she looked licking her fingers."It's not all fun though I have seen some shit." His face changed from the joking look it had before. He had seen mangled bodies at accidents and charred remains. Police were not the only ones that had to see gruesome things.
Niala noticed his face but didn't want to pry, maybe one day he would share his deeper parts with her. She caught herself thinking of a future with Austin. Maybe they could be together, as more than friends. Instead of thinking herself out of it, she just let it pass through her head like the many thoughts she never pursued.
"Don't get quiet on me, now." Austin noticed she seemed stuck in a day dream; he had gotten lost in his thoughts as well. He didn't want to scare her away. He always thought that people had to have some kind of coldness in them, to be unaffected by some of the things he had seen. She seemed so carefree, he didn't want to burden her with those thoughts.
"I was just thinking,"
"About?"
"Just thinking. Anyway, as much as I would like to continue ,I think it's time we head to the theater" She checked her shirt for red syrup. Austin checked himself as well, after taking both cups and throwing them away.
"Who said I was done?" she laughed, knowing what was coming.
"Riiight, you were clearly done; especially if you are getting back in my truck, sticky fingers.
"You wouldn't let me finish in your precious truck if I wasn't? Would you make me walk? And then, would have to walk alone?
"Of course not, I'm a gentleman. I'd drive next to you. On your way to a convenience store where you could get some wet wipes." Austin smiled, and his eyes lit up.
Niala shook her head. "Oh I see, your one of 'those" guys. Sooo I guess if rubbed these last drops on your fiiiine leather interior..." She made a break for the door laughing as Austin blocked it. He then chased her around the truck. They faced off at either side, Austin looked like a lion stalking his prey. He sprinted around so fast; Niala had no chance in her espadrille wedges. It ended with him catching her by the waist. He breathed in her scent of vanilla and spice. Sweet and different just like her he could breathe it in all day.
Niala was breathing hard and laughing. When she looked up she knew she was in trouble by the way Austin was looking at her. His breath was rough and not from a quick sprint around his trunk. Austin took a step closing the gap between them. Niala's eyes were going from his eye to his lips; she just noticed their slight fullness. They were so close all she had to do was tilt her head up to meet them. Instead she turned to look away.
"Yea, like I was saying we need to get to the theater. I think you will like what I picked, it's full of testosterone." She smile, trying to make light of the electricity that was floating in the air since they touched.
Austin's hands were reluctant to leave her waist. Even through her clothes he could tell she was soft. The light material rose with his hand, then fell softly against her curves when he released her. He had wanted to put hands back on her waist since they danced.
During the movie Austin was itching to rub Niala's thighs. Even in the dark theater, the seemed to glow from the lights coming from the screen. Her shorts inched up her legs as she sat down. They looked so smooth. His eyes had been on them since she got back in the truck. The movie was action packed, a comic book brought to life. He was completely surprised she wanted to see it. But now there was no real reason to get close. Ironically ,Austin found himself wishing she had picked something sappy or even a horror flick.
His temperature had risen after their game of catch at the truck and it never quite simmered down. This girl really got him going and she wasn't even trying. All he had to go on were dreams. Dreams of how she would feel with no soft fabric between her and his fingers. Dreams of the faces she might make, her sounds of pleasure. He found himself wondering if her voice would stay soft or would it grow husky matching her sensuous body. He had no doubt what would be waiting for him when he closed his eyes that night. Her honey brown thighs twisted in some position he would want to put them in. Even though his dreams were sweet torture, he couldn't deny his excitement of having more to add to his fantasies.
"Sooo did you like it? I didn't see hardly any sappy, lovey dovey anything in there. I should have bet you something" Niala smiled she knew she had won. They were leaving the theater, walking down the corridor of the Mar*qe entertainment complex. Neither one of them was ready to go their separate ways.
"Yea yea yea nobody likes a trash talker-well-in some cases..." Austin turned red. His mind was running wild. He had to remind himself to take it slow.
"Cases like?" She looked genuinely curious, but in her head she knew where Austin's thoughts were
"Sports..." He shoved his hands in his pockets to keep them to himself.
They walked to the truck and talked about the movie on the ride home. When Austin got to her building she gave him a quick kiss on his cheek, when he opened her door to let her out. It felt like someone had softly brushed silk against his cheek. It took a lot of self control not to pull her back into him.
