Mi Carino

~ Two Months Later~

I didn’t go home with Wulfric that night. Or any of the following dates we went on. I often dressed up in nice jeans and tops for him, but I didn’t touch a skirt for the rest of two months we’ve been going out for.

However this date is different.

Firstly, I arranged it.

Secondly, Wulfric requested that I wear a skirt or dress.

Finally, because now I know him well enough, I might just succumb to his advances on my poor innocent little body.

Tonight I was going all out for Wulfric. I’d asked him out, but he’d quickly offered a surprise date. What self-respecting artistic person could refuse a surprise? I couldn’t. I’d jumped on the idea and quickly accepted it.

Now I was raiding my wardrobe, hoping to find something to wear for Wulfric tonight. I had to look perfect tonight.

Ah hah…

Whoever says that guys don’t have fashion sense and a girls habit of acquiring clothes has never seen my wardrobe.

Tucked away in the back of the wardrobe, hereto forgotten about, lay a leather mini skirt and a mesh top. It would be perfect for Wulfric tonight. I pulled on black lacy-gartered thigh high stay ups and black knee high leather boots. The black leather mini skirt was pulled on over a black thong and the black mesh top that managed to conceal and reveal at the same time made up my outfit. I found my knee length black leather coat and laid it over the back of the couch for when I was ready to rush out the door to meet Wulfric in the car park. Once in the bathroom, I contemplated my hair seriously before leaving the front bits out and braiding the rest back in one thick braid that hung down my back to exhibit the beautiful black ribbon bow that hung near the end of it. I put a fine coating of makeup on, the bare minimum really. Just a light line of black around my eyes, a touch of mascara and pure black lips, lined with black as well. I settled a black leather collar around my neck before collecting my wallet and keys. My wallet was quickly put into my coat pocket before I put the coat on.

I had five minutes before Wulfric arrived. I turned off all the lights, slid my makeup into a pocket before locking the door and sliding my keys into the same pocket. I buttoned the coat up and trotted down the three flights of stairs to the foyer. As I was walking for the doors, I watched Wulfric pull up in the car park. He was out of his car quickly and walking towards me. I stepped out into a gentle breeze that blew my coat around me.

Wulfric looked stunning in a pair of leather pants and a white dress shirt. I smiled at the sight of his bare chest through the open shirt. He had a jacket slung over one shoulder. It was the grin on his face that really caught my attention. It was so soft.

“Mi cariño, how are you today?”

“Fine Wulf. And you? Was it busy today?” I always enquired about his work.

“Not too busy. My great aunt sends her love.” I snorted at that, remembering how we had upset her just the other day when I had brought Wulfric lunch along with a schedule of how I expected the ad campaign to go. He had been coming out of the building and had stopped to have a word with his aunt. He’d been so surprised to see me that he’d actually leapt at me and lifted me up to kiss. His great aunt dragon lady had nearly had a heart attack in shock at the sight of two men making out in “her” foyer. She had, since that point, despised me on sight.

“Thank you Wulf.” I pouted at him and he ran a hand down my back as he held me close. I loved the feel of him pressed against me.

~*~

Fuck is he beautiful.

I’d asked him to wear a skirt, but it was nowhere in sight. All I could see was black boots and stockings and his jacket. Holding him this close to me was doing things to my body that aren’t for public display.

“Where are we going Wulf?” His voice broke into my train of thought. I gently tipped his face up so that I could meet his carefully made up eyes. I smiled and let my thumb rest lightly on his chin as my finger curled under it.

“It’s a surprise mi cariño.” I smiled again at his curiosity. I knew I would be pestered for the entire car ride until we got there or I told him where we were going.

“Wulf…” He sounded and looked so cute when he was pouting. I gave him a soft kiss before stepping back and giving him a push towards the car.

“Let’s go.” I was taking him to meet my parents. I know I shouldn’t have asked him to wear a skirt to meet them, but I wanted to take him back to Shadow Eden afterwards. I had already warned my parents and they were open-minded people. I didn’t tell him because I knew that several things would happen.

One, he would panic and probably make himself sick about meeting them.

Two, he wouldn’t wear the skirt for me.

Three, he’d probably refuse to even leave his room.

Finally, he wouldn’t be so relaxed with me right now.

So, I had good reasons not to tell him. Once he was in the car, his jacket was open and I could see the skirt and top. I smiled at how mono-coloured his outfit truly was. I would bet on his underwear being black as well.

It’s distracting, driving with Alenjandro in the car. His hand was playing with the hem of his skirt, the other twisting the end of his braid around his fingers. I don’t think he even knows he’s doing it.

“Wulf?”

“Yes mi cariño?”

“Won’t you tell me where we’re going?” I smiled at him before turning my gaze back to the road.

“We’re almost there mi cariño, I guess I can tell you now.”

“Please do Wulf.” He was fidgeting around in his seat and I knew it was because he was so eager to know.

“You’re going to meet my parents and have dinner with them and then we’re going to Shadow Eden.” I watched him go dead still in his seat out of the corner of my eye. I was pulling into my parents’ driveway as he went still. On the porch stood both of my parents, my father’s arm around my mother’s shoulders.

“Welcome home Wulfric.”

“Hello Mother, dad.” I bent down to press a kiss to each of their cheeks. I looked back and found Alenjandro walking slowly towards us, holding his jacket tightly shut.

~*~

Holy shit.

Meet his parents?

What are they going to think of me? I’m in a skirt for heaven’s sake. Oh god, I am SO screwed…

They are going to hate me. They’ll tell Wulfric so politely that I’m an abomination and that he shouldn’t associate with me. I haven’t known him for more than a few months, and granted that we’ve grown very close rapidly; it is still rather scary to meet his parents so soon.

“Mother, dad, this is Alenjandro Tesuuki, mi cariño, this is my mother and my father, Mr and Mrs Chase.” Wulfric’s voice warmed me, but I was so nervous, I had to mentally force my fingers to let go of my coat so that I could shake his father’s hand. I took his mothers and gave a bow over it, bringing her knuckles to my lips.

“It is a pleasure to meet you both Señor, Señora. I hope you are both best of health.” It is bad of me, but when I get nervous, I slip into Spanish honorific terms and my English deteriorates.

“How are you Alenjandro?” His mother was a softly spoken lady.

“¿Bíen, Gracias! ¿Cómo estás?” I spoke without thinking, gently releasing her hand and taking a prudent step backwards.

“Alenjandro, relax.” Wulfric’s hand was suddenly in mine, gently squeezing. I looked up at him, uncomprehending what was going on.

“Mother, dad. Would you give me a minute? I didn’t tell him he would be meeting you today.”

“Of course son, come along dear, let’s leave the two of them together.” I vaguely heard footsteps as they moved away. I stared up at Wulfric, my nerves completely shot.

“Mi cariño, calm down.” His hand was resting against my cheek. It was the scent of his skin that calmed me down. I leant into his hand and sighed.

“I freaked, didn’t I?” My voice was shaky and heavily accented. Wulfric was smiling down at me still, so I mustn’t have been too bad.

“It was ok, you just started talking in Spanish.”

“Ah! Damn… ¡Lo Siento!… So sorry Wulf.” I winced and his smile only got wider.

“Its ok mi cariño. I’m fine. I’m sure they’ll understand when we explain your three languages. Why Spanish though? I thought Japanese was your home language.”

“No, Spanish is. I spoke it with my abuela and abuelo frequently.” I let his arms wrap tightly around me, soothing those frayed nerves all the more.

“Are you ready to come inside? Mother makes the best ravioli.” He was talking about normal things and it gave me the chance to calm down all the more.

“I’m ok now Wulf.”

“Good.” He tugged gently on my hand, leading me up the steps and into the house. He paused to take his shoes off and I blushed, looking for a seat so I could do the same. It was at that point that his mother reappeared.

“Come into the kitchen dear, don’t worry about your shoes. I think they would be more trouble to take off than any stains you could possibly create. Wulfric, your father wants you in the living room. Come now Alenjandro.”

“Thank you Señora Chase.”

“Call me Mary. Come now. Wulfric told me that you cooked him a wonderful lunch the other day. I’d like to talk recipes with you.” I trailed her, looking back once to find Wulfric watching me avidly.

Once in the kitchen, Mary was very friendly, bustling around, but she was always talking or asking me questions. She didn’t mind waiting while I thought of how to express it, or the Spanish terms that were liberally sprinkled throughout my answers.

“Are you hot dear? You should take your coat off. You’ll need it when you go outside.” I smiled at her and blushed a little, clutching it tighter around me.

“Perhaps I should leave it on.”

“Don’t be so fussy. Wulfric told us about the skirt. Come now, off with the coat.” She was at my side in an instant, gently peeling it off me. I let her peel it off, standing self-consciously as she folded the coat and draped it over one of the stools beside which I was standing.

“It’s a little revealing.” I spoke softly as her gaze ran over my attire, or lack thereof.

“It suits you perfectly. Has Wulfric seen this yet?”

“Not yet Mother, this is the first time.” I spun to find Wulf and his father standing in the doorframe behind me. As I turned to face them, one hip dropped, giving me one bent knee. It threw the skirt into the best position and one hand rested idly on my hip, the other hanging at my side loosely.

“Do you like it Wulfric?” His mother’s voice jolted me out of my thoughts. Wulfric was smiling at me as he walked into the room, his father following him.

“You look beautiful mi cariño.” His voice was soft as his hand came under my chin, tilting my head up to meet his eyes. I felt very short as my head was tilted far back to be able to meet his gaze.

“Stop it you two, dinner’s ready.” Mary’s voice interrupted them and I stepped back, turning to meet her gaze.

“Look at you, all skin and bone… Doesn’t Wulfric feed you?” She ushered me into the dining room and I let her, feeling warm inside at the care she was showing me. I was seated across from Wulfric and his father sat at the head of the table, Mary at the foot. It was a rather cosy setting.