William carries Jessica into the cabin to find that Paul has done what was asked. Her pillow and blanket were folded and placed on the couch. The fire was going in the living room, and in the kitchen, he could see that Paul had organized the food in rows to display what was available. The keys were on the counter, which confirmed that they would not be bothered further. He walked down the hall while still holding Jessica to the bedroom. Paul had placed Jessica's luggage at the foot of the bed. He swelled with pride at how well Paul followed his directions.
Setting Jessica down on the bed, he knelt before her and said, "I am going to get some more pain meds for you. Is there anything else you want while I am in the kitchen?"
She looked around the room and replied, "Can you grab George, my pillows, blanket, and a ginger ale, please?"
Rising to his feet, he ruffled her hair and replied, "Of course, little fox." Then he walked out of the room.
As he was getting what she asked for, she reached over, grabbed her smaller suitcase, and pulled it onto the bed. Then, with a little struggle, she grabbed her other one and dragged it onto the bed. She opened the smaller bag, pulled out a small bag with meds, opened it, and took a quick puff of her inhaler. Then put it back in the bag and on the nightstand. Next, she started a pile to bring into the bathroom, including her toiletries and towel. She put them in a bag she knew she could swing over her shoulder to get into the bathroom. Leaving the rest of her toys and hair accessories in the bag, she closes it and returns the suitcase to the floor.
Next, she opened the other suitcase and organized the items more. Stacking her underwear and bras first, then quickly covering them with a shirt. Next, she makes six stacks of clothing, one for bottoms, one for tops and undershirts, one for outerwear, one for dresses, one for socks, and one for sleepwear. She grabs a matching set of red underwear and a pair of jeans but then looks at her leg and switches to black leggings, a long sleeve red/black buffalo plaid flannel button down, and a black undershirt. As she gathered the items, she felt she was being watched and looked up to see William standing at the door. Quickly grabbing her underwear, she stuffs them into the bag and blushes the deepest shade of red, almost the same color as the set she just put in the bag. "Eeeek" is all she can say.
William walks in with a smile, suggesting he saw what she put in the bag. He puts the pillows and blanket on the bed. He offered George the stuffed hippo that smelled of lavender to her. She snatched the stuffie away and snuggled him to her face. He knelt in front of her with the ginger ale and the pain meds. "Hey, little fox, it's time to come out and take your meds." He said.
Jessica shakes her head no.
William puts the ginger ale and meds on the nightstand. He puts his hands on the bed next to her thighs. She peaks out from behind George as he touches her forehead with his. He asks, "Can little fox come out now? I miss her pretty face and cute smile."
Jessica looks at his expression expecting him to say something, but he never does. Instead, he just waits patiently as she processes what she will do. She slowly pulls George to her lap but keeps her eyes down. Finally, she nods, causing his nose to bump into hers.
He asks, "Hey, little fox, can I kiss you on the nose?"
She smiles and softly replies, "Yes."
He moves his mouth to kiss gently on her nose, followed by her forehead.
With her head still turned down, she looked at him with a sheepish smile and nervously rubbed George's arms together, "Um, can I kiss you too? If you don't want one, that's ok." she said, matching her nervous behavior.
He moves closer to her and replies, "Little fox, you can kiss me as much as you want, wherever you want."
Looking at him one more time, she leaves George in her lap, then moves her hands to his head to help direct his head as she gives him feather-like kisses. First to his forehead, then his nose, and lastly, his cheeks, and he smiles widely at how brave she was to ask for what she wanted.
His smile is so wide as he looks at her saying, "Little fox, thank you for your sweet kisses. I don't think I would have been able to hold back if you had kissed my lips."
A bolt of courage swept over her, and she kissed his lips quickly. Then, quickly she pulls back after the peck, grabs George, and covers her face again with the stuffie. She lets one of George's arms down to gauge his reaction.
He looked her in the eyes with pupils dilated and responded in a husky voice, "You sneaky, little fox. Ok, next time, you must stay on my lips until I tap out. Understood."
She looked at him, slowly lowered her stuffie, and asked, "What does tap out mean?"
He raises his right hand, says, "It's when you take your hand," and places it on her hip, "and gives two taps to another person," then gently but firmly slaps her side two times. "Any questions?"
She leans her hip into his hand and asks, "Can you tap out anywhere on the other person?"
He smirked with his reply, "Yes, you can." He gives another set of taps to her other hip.
"Oh, goodie, it will be a surprise tap out." She said with a devilish smile while leaning her hip into the other hand.
He smiles at her response and asks, "Little fox, are you a masochist?"
Casually she replies, "Actually, I am a sadomasochist."
With a firm grip on her hips, he says, "Little fox, I am finding more things about you that I simply adore." He releases his grip on her hips and stands up. "I know you want to see the sunset, and it is a beautiful thing to see. However, I fear If we keep up our little conversation, we may never make it out of the cabin, let alone the room. So, I am going to change in the living room. Do you need help with anything? Also, don't forget to take the meds." he asks as he pulls clothing from the dresser.
She replies with a hint of lust, "Oh, yeah," and quickly takes the meds and a sip of ginger ale, "I think I can do it. I grabbed what I needed earlier."
