A Dark and Stormy Night

Katlyn continued to scream hysterically, her cries growing more panicked and desperate with each crash of thunder. James stumbled blindly forward a few steps in a vain effort to figure out exactly which direction he was going. He walked barely a dozen paces before his left knee slammed painfully into the edge of a bench, sending him crashing over it and into the floor. Agony nearly as intense as he had felt when Marcus had kicked him earlier rocked through his body. He could do nothing except lye on the floor in a pathetic lump. Until lighting struck again, and Kat screams intensified.

“Kat!” he shouted hoarsely through his aching throat.

“James!” he heard her shout back, the complete desperation in her voice unmistakable.

Gritting his teeth, James pushed through the suffering that was traveling across every imaginable portion of himself and got up on his knees. He closed his eyes and kept them shut. In the pitch blackness, it made absolutely no difference if he did. Sitting up on his knees, fighting down the burning coursing up his left leg, James called out to her.

“I’m coming Kat.”

“J…” she started before yet another bolt of lightning struck. Her words died in the worst scream he had heard from her yet.

Knowing that she had to be almost scared to death, and knowing that she desperately needed him to be by her side, James forced all of the hurt that was going through him into the back of his mind and began to make a slow and agonizing crawl to find a wall. As he dragged himself across the floor, he called out to her.

“Just listen to my voice Kat. I’m coming to you.” he said reassuringly to her. “You have to keep talking so I know where to go.”

“I…”

“Keep talking, and I’ll find you. I promise Kat.”

“I’m scared.”

James’ probing hand finally made contact with a smooth surface. He pushed himself against it, feeling a great amount of relief to not be blindly stumbling around in the dark. Rising on his aching feet, James made sure to keep at least one hand on the wall so that he wouldn’t get lost again. Following his detailed memory of how the field house was laid out, James began to made a systematic journey back to Kat. Their was a knot forming in his gut from her terrified cries, her desperate pleas for him to come back to her. And they were quickly getting worse. He needed to hurry.

“J.” he heard Kat hiccup.

“Kat…”

BOOM!!!

This lighting bolt was insanely close, so close that James was terrified that it had hit the field house. The shock wave sent him falling to the ground. He hit his chest on the cold floor, and screamed through clenched teeth as the pain of the kick he had gotten earlier exploded throughout his whole body. It was far worse than when Kat had accidentally hit him with the football. For a time, how long James wasn’t certain of, he laid there curled up in a ball trying to cope with the agony rolling through him. It hurt so much that James felt like he was losing his mind. But when he heard Kat’s frantic screams, he forgot about his own suffering. Holding his breath, James forced himself to get back up, to push through the pain, and get to her. With his head spinning and his knees wobbling, James pulled himself along step by agonizing step. When his fingers finally brushed against the edge of the door that he knew that he was almost there. Staggering into the room, James kept to the wall.

He still couldn’t see anything, but he didn’t need to. Kat’s nearly hysterical sobs filled his ears. Sticking to the wall, he used the tearful cries to guide him. She was so lost in her personal terror that she didn’t even hear him approaching her. Swallowing hard, James tentively reached out with a hand, probing the blackness for Kat. Before he had a chance to totally realize it, his fingers bumped into something soft. Kat.

Kat gave a startled scream, and began to frantically lash out blindly. As James started to pull back, he felt the palm of her hand strike his forehead, hard.

“Ow! Kat, stop. It’s me.” James shouted.

“James?”

“Kat…”

Before he could say anything else, he felt the bulk of Kat’s body slam into him. The two of them crashed to the floor, with James hitting his back into the carpet. He stifled the scream that he was sure would have otherwise been hollered right into Kat’s face. The aching on the backside of his body vanished as he felt Kat’s arms wrap tightly around his neck.

“James…” she whispered softly, and further coherent words lost in her loud sobs.

James felt her body pressing against his. Felt how it was shaking badly with fright. Felt the quickened pace of her heart, telling him just how scared she was in that very moment. But most of all, he felt her tear slick cheek press against the side of his own face. He wanted to say something to her, to reassure her, but he felt a tear drop tickle the skin on the edge of his battered eye. Without really thinking, he drew his arms around Kat’s waist and pulled her closer.

“Don’t leave…me…again.” Kat stammered through her weeping breaths.

“I won’t.” he whispered into Kat’s ear. “I’ll always be here for you Kat.”

“Do you…mean that?”

Again, he couldn’t see it, but he could feel her body shift enough for him to be able to tell that she now had her face hovering just inches away from his. Her breath tickled the hairs across his lips, filling his nostrils. The smell was aromatic, maddening even. And it was then that he felt his body surging with very familiar wants and reactions. He didn’t know why he bothered, but he opened his eyes, and saw no difference in the blackness that surrounded him. Even so, he wanted to believe, even if just for a moment, that his gaze could pierce through the shroud of darkness, and see Kat’s gentle eyes staring back at him.

“J.” she said in a low voice. A voice that was full of sadness, and desire.

That was all he could take. He slid a hand to the back of Kat’s head, feeling her silky hair brush through his fingers. Devoid of all thought, James pushed his face up. For a moment, all conscious understanding was lost to him. And then, he became aware of something that totally entrapped his entire being. His lips were pressed firmly against Kat’s in kiss that was a thousand times more soul filling and heart gripping than all the ones he had done with Clarissa combined. But Clarissa was just a momentary afterthought to him. From now on, for as long as he dared to dream, there was nothing but Kat.

The pace of her heartbeat quickened, and he felt her body go rigid in his grasp. Terror suddenly flooded into James mind, terror that he had thought wrongly about her, that she was about to slap him away, and shatter his heart forever. But then, the stiffness passed, and to his complete shock, Kat pressed back against his kiss, forcing his head to the floor. Her kiss back was full of unbridled passion, and fierce want. Before James had a chance to recover, he felt Kat’s tongue slip past his teeth. After that, he didn’t think anymore. He just surrendered himself to her exploring desire.

He had plunged over the edge. And he had done it without any regrets.

**

She was in heaven. There was no other way that she knew how to describe the feelings that were rushing through her. The kiss from James was like magic. And it wasn’t fake, she knew deep in the core of her very spirit that this was real. It sent an explosion of thoughts and desires racing through her. As she became aware of those primal wants, Katlyn began to become aware of just how James’ body was pressing into her. She had never been so close to a boy before, but knew instantly what it was that was pressing into her stomach. Without so much as a nervous thought, she began slowly move her body up and down across James as the heat between her legs intensified. She had pushed herself into a realm she knew nothing of, and no longer cared. All she knew for certain was that nothing felt wrong anymore, just so long as it was with James.

**

As Kat slowly ground her body into his privates while kissing him with such ravenous hunger, it took all of James’ concentration to keep himself from exploding. With his mind spinning from the lust that was taking complete hold of him, James slid his arms down Kat’s back and squeezed her ass. The faint moan that vibrated past her lips into his was nothing less than total bliss. Feeling both his body and mind become completely consumed, James strained his muscles and forced their lips to part. The wild, desperate gasp Kat made as they separated almost made him regret doing that.

“Kat…” he said weakly.

She kissed him again, hard, before pulling back. “James…please…”
He knew in that instant, hearing how badly she needed him. Not just his body, or to give in to her own sexual desires, but him. Body. Mind. And soul. She needed everything that there was about him in that moment. After that, James didn’t care what happened, he just wanted to be there for Kat. To be everything that she had ever dreamed for.

He gently pressed his lips to hers, this time with more passion, more feeling put into the act than pure lust. Kat didn’t fight him, she gave in so easily. James pushed her over onto her back and cautiously slid a hand under her shirt and snaked it up towards her breasts. Kat surprised him again when she pushed him back and in the next moment he heard her pull off both her shirt and bra. As his low lip began to quiver, he felt Kat’s hand on the bottom of his shirt, pulling it off with frightening force. His shirt was completely off before he knew it, and then Kat pulled him back onto her. His face was burning and his whole body was shaking as he felt her breasts press into his chest. He would have been totally petrified, if not for realizing that Kat was shaking just as badly. She was just as scared as he was, and it comforted him greatly to know that. He gave her an affectionate peck on the lips, then her chin, then her lower neck. And from there, he started the slowly journey towards doing something that had only existed in his wildest fantasies.

**

Kat signed, nibbling on the inner edge of her lip as she felt James’ exploring mouth slowly work down her body. Each gentle kiss or playful bite that were ever so surely inching towards her chest were sending explosions of untold ecstasy within her. The sensations were beyond her wildest dreams. No fantasy she had ever had could compare to the feelings that were rolling across her skin. And more than anything, it was with someone that she could trust. A wonderful guy that she knew cared about her. And that only heightened the growing desire in her. When she felt James’ lips close around her left nipple, Kat lost all the breath in her lungs. Any wandering thought that might have been in her mind was pushed out, and she eased her mind into doing nothing except focusing on the amazing sensation. He was scared, she knew that to be true with how hesitant he was for the first few seconds. It was like he was expecting her to hit him if he moved too fast. Kat ran her hands through his hair, gently rubbing the back of his head assuring him without words that he wasn’t doing anything wrong. Once he had been secured by that gesture, James began to run his tongue across her nipple and bite it gently. After spending what seemed like an eternity on it, James moved over to her right breast and gave it the same treatment. As he did, Kat became realized that the area between her legs was vibrating with energy and immense heat. Feeling the urges becoming increasing worse, Kat took initiative and pushed against the top of James head, forcing him to go lower.

**

When she pushed his head down towards her belly, James immediately knew what Kat wanted from him. Some part of him wished that he had done that kind of thing before, so at least he would know exactly what he was doing. But that wasn’t the case. He was just going to have to try and do his best. Sitting up slightly, James fumbled around with his trembling hands until he found the waist of Kat’s jeans. Swallowing hard, he followed their length until he found the button above the fly. Holding his breath, James undid it and pulled down the slipper. He was so scared now, probably more terrified than he had been in his entire life. Despite it, James wrapped his fingers around both Kat’s jeans and her panties. With his heart slamming against his rib cage, James slid them off of Kat’s legs. The second he heard her jeans hit the floor, he felt Kat’s legs spread wide, leaving no chance of doubt for what she desired of him. James was a little stunned by Kat’s sudden boldness. Never, in a million years, would he have believed that slightly overweight dorky girl in the marching band outfit could ever be like this. To James’ own shock, he found himself excited by it to the point where he couldn’t control himself.

He lowered his head slowly, feeling his way down to where he craved to go. The smell of Kat’s privates tickled his nose long before he even had a chance to feel it. It made his mouth water with lust. And then, just like that, his lips were touching Kat’s warm pussy. He flicked his tongue out once, cautiously, almost like a lizard. The tip just barely edged through her slit before he pulled it back. The smell was nothing next to the taste. It was like a kind of candy he had never known could exist. Driven on by that, James pushed his tongue out further and began to lick.

**

Her head was absolutely spinning at that point. The rain was still pounding on the roof, and lighting was still crashing around, but Kat hardly took any notice of it. The feeling of James’ tongue dancing around in the most intimate portions of her body were totally surreal. Kat was not entirely unknown to the feelings. She had pleasured herself more than once through her teen years, but there was nothing that could compare to what she was feeling now. Her hips began to almost instinctively flow to his movements. In that moment, she was grateful that she couldn’t see anything. There was nothing that could distract her mind away from the intense pleasure that she was experiencing. But more than just the physical aspect of the amazing sensations, there was something much, much deeper happening for her. She felt as if her spirit were breaking free of shackles that it had never known were attached to it. As she contemplated the meaning of it all, James found the most important portion of her entire sex. After that, Kat wasn’t thinking about anything anymore.

**

When he had first touched her clit, James hadn’t realized it until he felt the intense shudder run through Kat’s legs. It was only then that he realized what he had found. James continued to repeat to that portion of her privates what he had done to the rest of her. There was still a little hesitation in his actions, a tiny nagging fear of doing something wrong. But the more he continued to work, the more Kat began to squirm and wiggle in his grip. He heard the faint sighs and moans coming from her, which made him wish more than anything that he could just see her face. He just wanted to know for sure that he was doing the right thing. Since he couldn’t he just had to accept the fact that he needed to guide himself by sound and touch, which he was sure weren’t lying to him. He eventually stopped thinking, and focused his mind on what he was doing, and how it was affecting Kat. He matched his actions to Kat’s breathing. The harder and louder he heard her draw breath, the more he intensified his actions. The more he went on, the desperation and joyful cries she managed in between breaths that were growing wilder. Until, finally, he felt her back arch and she screamed in a cry that he couldn’t tell was pain or pleasure. After that, he decided it was a good time to stop.

When he did, James felt Kat’s hands affectionately rub up and down the length of his arm. It had been fantastic for her, and that gave him a great sense of worth. But it also enhanced the aching between his own legs. James knew exactly what he really wanted to do. He rose to his knees and scrambled to pull off his pants. Before he slide them off, he fumbled through the right pocket of his jeans and pulled out his wallet. Inside was a single condom. His dad had given it to him about a month ago. And it had been one of the most damn embarrassing moments of his life.

“If you’re going to do something with your girlfriend, at least be smart about it.” His dad had lectured into his beet red face.

James had thought that it was really stupid to carry something like that around with him. But he also didn’t want to by chance get caught in a situation that he might need it. After Clarissa had left him, he hadn’t put much thought about having it. Which went a long way to explain why he still had it in his wallet. For the first time ever, James was glade that he hadn’t tossed it away. As he stood there, totally blind, James forced down large lump in his throat. He could feel her hands wandering, slowly tracing their way across his body, working steadily towards his privates.

“Kat,” he said in a low, completely serious voice, “do you want this?”

“Yes.”

There was no more need for questions. In complete darkness, he had a little trouble getting the condom on, but he finally managed. As he started to lower himself onto Kat, she nervously wrapped her fingers around his private and helped to guide him. When he began to penetrate her, Kat shuddered and wrapped her arms around his back.

“Are you…” he said, terrified he was hurting her.

Kat’s grip tightened slightly. “Slow.” she murmured into his ear. “Go slow.”

And he did. There was absolutely nothing in the world that James knew that could compare to feeling of comforting warmth that enveloped his manhood. It was strange, terrifying, ecstatic, and blissful all at the same time. As he set himself into a rhythm, James felt like he was in a dream, hardly able to believe that he was actually having sex. But it wasn’t really just about the physical part of it, there was something much deeper than that. All the wild fantasies he had ever had since he had become sexually aware had never involved the emotional connection that he could feel being bridged between himself and Kat. Another bolt of lighting struck nearby, and her arms tightened around his back. As he continued to slowly move himself in and out of her, James listened to her faint breaths. He heard so many things in just the sound of her breaths that he just knew that she was feeling the exact same way as him. Which was why he was trying his very best to beat down the maddening urge in the back of his mind to go faster and just let himself become absorbed in the moment.

**

Kat could barely do anything except breath. She submitted herself to James’ gentle touch and let herself become absorbed in the moment. She could hardly believe that this was actually happening. She had always thought that no one would ever want to do something this likes with a girl like her. And now here she was, having the most intimate experience of her young life and having it happen with a guy that she had only just meet yet felt like she had known for years. Even immersed in the worst environment to foster her deepest fears, Kat didn’t feel afraid anymore. With the blackness surrounding her, and the thunder crashing overhead, she could put it all aside. All because she could feel James resting against her, and inside her. The penetration hurt, but not so bad that she would try to stop him. His movement in and out of her felt heavenly, and she was just barely aware of something else. Kat could feel the tension in the muscles of James’ body and he kept his slow and steady rhythm of their intimacy. Along with feeling, Kat could hear the desperation in James’ breathing.

She knew that he wanted to go faster. She could only imagine how badly it was tearing away at his mind to force himself to go so slow on his, no their, first sexual encounter. But he was fighting to restrain himself, and he was doing it all for her. A deep warmth filled the core of Kat’s body, and she pulled James as close to her as she could. She didn’t just want to feel his manhood penetrating her, she wanted to feel the complete and total warmth of his body against hers. As she felt the tension in his body growing, Kat could almost sense that something was about to happen. And though she had never before experienced it, she wasn’t afraid. All fear had disappeared under the shield she had found in James’ arms.

**

Having masturbated countless times since he had become aware of his sexual desires, James knew perfectly well exactly what was happening to him. But nothing he had ever done before could compare to this. With each new thrust into Kat, he felt his body grow more tense, it felt as if his entire body had begun to lock down. Then there came the shortness in his breath. James no long sucked air in with long, controlled breaths. He was not practically panting to keep up himself from fainting. Hot and cold tremors raced through his body, even though he could feel droplet of sweat rolling down his face. Despite his best efforts to remain under control, James’ thrusts began to get hard and faster. He tried to will himself to stop, or at least slow down, but he couldn’t. There was just no more room left in him for thought. There was only room in his mind for the moment, and the intense pleasure that was building in him. As he felt himself nearing the edge of his climax, James opened his mouth to warn Kat of what was about to happen. Just as the first sound began to pass his lips, James erupted. All the strength drained from his body and he collapsed on Kat. A faint, almost soundless cry came from the depths of his throat as wave after wave of spasms coursed through his penis.

Dropping his face flat onto Kat’s shoulder, James’ mind became a blank slate as he continued to feel himself spasm. For a short time after the last pulse, he lay there, panting, his mind almost completely lost in the blackness. For a moment, James was terrified that he had somehow died. But then, the world was brought back to him by the gentle touch of Kat’s fingers tracing across his back. Taking a deep breath, James rolled off of her and flopped on his back. As he lay there, his vision totally enshrouded by the empty dark, he felt more full and happy than he could have ever dared to dream he would be. Then he heard Kat stir next to him.

**

Kat felt in total bliss. Even though she knew that she couldn’t see him, she could picture what James must have looked like in her mind. And lying next to him, imagining how he was lying next to her, knowing what had just happened between them, she felt as if she were with the most handsome man on the whole planet. She was breathing heavily, just like him, and she was very well aware of the sensations still occurring between her legs. Both the good and the bad. Kat wasn’t sure how she would feel in a day or two, but that was the absolute last thing on her mind.

For the moment, she was content to just lie there, listening to James breathing. After what felt like an eternity, she heard him stir.

“Uh…” she heard him say weakly. “Did I…I mean…was it…”

Kat moved closer to him, tenderly caressing her hands across his sweat slick skin. “It was perfect.” she whispered to him. “Better than anything I could have dreamed of.”

“I’m glad.” he panted in relief. “I was afraid I wasn't going to be any good."

“Me too.”

Knowing that she had just lost her virginity, and had in turn taken away James, Kat felt so at peace. She felt him move around a bit, and was sure that it was him throwing away the condom. Kat was also very glad that James had had it. As great as the experience was, she knew that she wasn’t ready to be a mother at 17.

When she finally felt James lay down and not move any more, Kat pulled herself next to him and rested her head on his chest. He had more muscle there than she had originally thought, but she could still feel his ribs against her cheeks. As Kat pressed herself against him, she felt James wrap an arm tightly around her, pulling her close to him. The simple act almost brought Kat to tears and she in turn wrapped her arms just as tightly around James’ waist.

She didn’t say anything more, and neither did he. They were both beyond words at that point. Before long, she both heard and felt James breathing become slow and steady. He was asleep. As she laid there in total darkness, Kat was aware that the majority of the storm had passed. Exactly how long they had been having sex was a complete mystery to her, she just knew that there was no more thunder and lightning. And that was all she needed to know to feel safe. Kat sighed happily, unable to control the smile spreading on her face as she closed her eyes. Listening to the rain lightly patter against the roof through one ear, Kat listened to the rhythmic beat of James’ heart. The steady thumping mixed peacefully with the pattering of the rain, creating a unique lullaby that she had never known could have existed. Using this amazing combination, Kat felt sleep begin to take her. And though she was about to enter the world of dreams, she felt content knowing that she had just lived through one.

(Well, there you have it. That was...ahem...my first intimate scene in writing. So hope you enjoyed it. Since the characters couldn't really see each other, I tried to focus more on what they were feeling/the emotional bond that was building between them.)