"Just A Quickie"
#2 'It's Not The Size That Counts'
“How long do we have?”
“Not long,” Satine responded, “this will have to be quick, or he’ll find us.”
“Luckily I’ve begun without you, so it shouldn’t be a problem,” he grinned at her.
She looked to his hands and noticed he was already a fair way along, “So I see...” Satine said raising her eyebrows and smiling.
“It’s bigger than I remembered,” she said, careful not to criticize, for fear of hurting his ego.
“Well, it’s not the size that counts, it’s how you use it,” he replied.
“I guess you’re right” Satine replied, “...let’s see what you can do with it now.”
Satine dropped her coat to the floor, letting it pool at her feet.
He gently brushed over her shoulders, admiring her poise and grace. He lightly blew beside her neck removing a stray hair.
Satine watched him and giggled at his actions, “What are you doing?”
“Oh, just maintaining perfection,” he replied now distracted from his path of actions, but soon began tentatively stroking over her breasts.
Satine breathed a sigh; as her chest rose and fell, his gaze became heated and hypnotic like. Momentarily he set back to work, focusing on other areas of the Sparkling Diamond’s delicate body.
“Almost there...” he said to give Satine prior warning.
He held his thumb to Satine’s face and took in the beauteous colour of her eyes, and did his best to remember them exactly as they were at that moment; sparkling with life.
His long strokes against her body slowed and then subsided completely.
Satine placed her coat back on and then leaned closer, embracing him in a hug.
“Thankyou, it’s perfect,” she said looking at the large canvas in front of them.
“Well, it’s not quite finished yet,” Toulouse responded, but I’m sure he’ll love it when I’m done.”
“I hope so,” Satine responded, “I thought I could give this to Christian for our six month anniversary. ...You know how much he loves your work.”
“...and the subject” Toulouse added.