Behind the Masks: Luc and Sanaii

Two weeks passed and he hadn’t seen her. He’d been in all their usual spots and no Sanaii.

He was upset, and then he was angry.

*She should be down on her knees begging me to give it to her. I know how bad she wants. Why is she avoiding me? How dare she avoid me-me! I should be the one telling her to fuck off just like all the rest .She’s nothing special- a sweet piece of ass, but nothing special... forget it. Plenty of cunts I can drop a load in.*

He knocked on her dorm room door just as it opened. He was greeted by a sour-faced copper colored girl with dark rimmed glasses.

“ What?” she said none too nice.

Luc gave her his best bored expression. This was Sanaii’s roommate. He was so not going to take her shit.

“I’m looking for Sanaii. You’re definitely not her.” he said critically racking his eyes over her shapeless frame. He knew he hit a soft spot when he heard her take a deep breath. Take that, bitch.

“ Lucas?” Sanaii called quietly from behind her roommate.

“I’m out,” said her roommate giving Luc a wide berth as she went through the doorway.

Lucas waved insolently and let himself into the room with something between a smile and a grimace. Sanaii was wearing a pink tank that showed every part of her toned arms and plump breasts and a miniscule pair of shorts. Her hair was loose. She looked so sweet and sexy all the blood in his head that was fueling his ire seemed to drain from him.

“Hi, this is a surprise,” she said smiling shyly.

“I haven’t seen you around. I was-um- worried about you.”

Sanaii indicated for him to sit in the desk chair and she perched on the edge of her bed one brown leg folded under her.

“I had a cold for a couple of days,” she said.

“I’m glad you’re feeling better, and glad to know you weren’t avoiding me. Uh-oh, tell tale lip biting.”

“Lucas,” Sanaii clenched her hands in her lap, “I can’t lie. I was avoiding you, too. I’m not sure we can still be friends.”

Lucas threw his head back and slumped in the chair, “Jesus Christ, Sa’ it was a hand job. I give myself one everyday. It’s no big deal.”

Sa took a breath to strengthen her voice, “You’re gorgeous and outgoing. You know who you are. You have a million friends. This,” she indicated the campus outside her window with a sweeping hand, “is your world. You can have almost anything and anybody in it. I only have my dancing- and you. You encourage me and tease me out of my shell. You make me laugh at myself. That’s what a real friend is, Lucas. I need that...I thought we had that.”

Lucas leaned forward in his chair and grasped her small hands in his.

“We do, Sa.”

Sanaii looked into her lap.

“I can’t be one of your “friend with benefits”, another girl you you hang out with occasionally just to screw. I don’t want that.”

“Come here,” said Lucas a strange ghost of conscience pressing down on himas he pulled her into his lap. He kissed her brow and she settled into her favorite place on his shoulder.

“All this week I’ve missed talking to you, laughing with you, telling my stupid team stories....”

She huffed against his neck.

“I-I missed you, Sa’,” he stuttered hearing himself say what he’d never said to another girl and meant it. He tipped her chin up to look in her pretty eyes.

“We are friends, but part of being a friend is accepting somebody for who they are. You said it yourself; I’m a pussy hound. I don’t deny it. I love sex. I need it, or I’m even more of an asshole than I already am.”

“I’m attracted to you,” he continued and her face became serious again, “I don’t see anything wrong with us hooking up with each other, but if you don’t want sex to be a part of our deal it’s cool. There are plenty of places I can get sex, but you’re the one girl I can talk to for over an hour without feeling like I want to blow my brains out.”

She laughed at his silliness and pressed her brow to his.

“Oh, Lucas.”

“Oh, Sanaii.” He teased. “Did you miss me at all?”

“Only a little everyday!”

“Then why don’t you kiss me?”

Lucas whispered tilting his head. Sanaii licked her lips, but pulled back.

“But Luc, after everything we just said...”

Lucas leaned closer until his lips brushed hers.

“That was about sex, i.e. fucking. This isn’t fucking. This is just kissing. Show me how much you missed me, Sa’.

After exploring each others lips, Lucas’ tongue snaked knowledgably in her mouth as his hands traced the curve of her back and hips. Loosing herself in his experienced kiss, Sanaii wrapped her hands around his neck- tasted his full bottom lip as he tasted hers. She was breathless when she pulled back, and he was hard as a brick underneath her bottom. Feeling scandalous, she slowly rolled her ass over the bulge. Lucas roared and brought a hand down hard against her round ass.

“Oh!” she shrieked and then laughed as Lucas nuzzled her neck.

“Just because you won’t fuck me doesn’t me you can be a cock tease.” he growled and nipped her earlobe.

“Sorry, that kiss made me forget myself.”

Lucas kissed her again, and smiled against her lips.

“More like remember yourself.” he said cryptically.

Before she could ask him what he meant, he kissed her again and all was forgotten and forgiven...or so it seemed.