starchilde_lost | we walked in the garden, we planted a tree [Aidan]

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we walked in the garden, we planted a tree [Aidan]

[August 30th, 2011]

She'd been spending a lot of time at the waterfall lately. The rave was over, but Rachel could still feel the tremble of the bass under her skin. The hangover was past, but she could still feel the pain of guilt and confusion. She had just wanted to have some fun, let loose for a night and now she was starting to think that she'd ruined one of her closest friendships here on the island.

Not to mention opened herself up to an entirely new avenue of sexuality she'd never considered before.

But at the heart, she thought the sexuality thing wasn't even the important part. Well it was important, but she knew eventually it would take care of itself. She'd just never thought of it before, was all and was trying not to think about it now. The really important part was that she was pretty sure her best friend would never speak to her again and that hurt Rachel more than she wanted to admit. So Gabrielle maybe had a little crush on her? So had Alistaire Stuart, and they'd managed to stay friends, but lately Gabby wasn't even talking to her and that made things worse. She couldn't repair, or work on, or even talk about their friendship if Gabby wouldn't even see her.

Standing on the edge of the cliff and looking down, Rachel wondered if things really had been simpler back home. Kill Gabriel. Kill the bastards that had killed her family. Sleep with Korvus, who loved her and she... she loved him. At least she was pretty sure she did. The longer she was here, the more she started to doubt that. And did that mean she'd taken advantage of him? Had she taken advantage of Gabby? She didn't want to think that she had. she didn't want to admit that her loneliness combined with the alcohol and drugs and... she'd just gone too far.

But if she couldn't talk to Gabby... she couldn't work it out. God, was there anything Rachel could do right? She looked down at the rolling water and debated with herself before deciding that ultimately, she couldn't make a decision today. If Gabby wouldn't talk to her, she couldn't make amends. And she wasn't home so she couldn't sort things out with Korvus. All she had was today and a deep pool of water just begging to be dove into. Which is what she did, diving with almost perfect accuracy to the center of the pool, trusting that it was deep enough for the dive.

It was, but as Rachel surfaced she realized that diving from such heights had it's disadvantages. Like stripping the tops of bikinis off one's body. Looking around, Rachel tried to see where her top had gone, or if she was going to end up rushing home with her hands as her only modesty.

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Aidan watched intently as she got out of the water. The interesting tattoos that were on her face were also along her back as well, although they seemed a slightly different style. She looked amazing though, long and lithe limbs that were obviously used to exercise with the right amount of curves in the right places.

The dive was graceful and fluid and he appreciated her body almost as a work of art, as well as something that was just, pure and simple, sexy. He watched her form flicker under the water until she came up through the surface.

"I know it sounds like a line," he said. "But you have... one of the most attractive bodies I've ever seen."

"I... um... thanks." She couldn't help the stammer, or the sudden blush that re-appeared on her cheeks. It was automatic, she never really saw herself like that. Sure she knew she was attractive, she'd had people telling her that all her life, she'd read the minds of men in clubs, she knew it, but having someone say it? Just say it like that still took her by surprise. Especially since all she saw in the mirror these days were the marks on her face and back. Not the most pleasant way to view oneself.

Taking a deep breath, she had to admit, "You looked pretty good up there, too. Kinda hard to look away, honestly."

"It was... very difficult to remain a gentleman when you first came up out of the water," Aidan admitted. It was kind of endearing how she took the compliment, and he was glad that she didn't protest it or have an ego about how good she looked.

"And I promise you can look as much or as little as you want and I don't even give you a hard time about it," he said, moving a little bit closer to her.

Rachel snickered, "I don't think anyone's given me permission to ogle them before. It's definitely a first."

She watched him move closer, trying to figure out what, if anything, was happening here. Nakedness? Check. Attraction? Yeah, she had to admit she was attracted. The rave hadn't changed that in the least. Hell, the rave had probably started it. And there didn't seem to be a soul around to say boo.

"I'm gonna take you up on that, you know." She drifted a little closer, too. feeling her heartbeat take a jump. At least she wasn't risking a friendship with this, right? She hardly knew the guy.

Well, the closer proximity was definitely welcome, giving him a more clear view of her body. It was forward of her to do while acknowledging that she was going to look him over. She seemed to be getting more and more daring, which was more and more exciting for him.

"As long as you don't mind me doing the same," he said, circling her just a bit, his foot casually brushing up the outside of her calf.

"Well that would hardly be fair of me would it?"

She shivered a little when she felt the underwater graze, looking up at Aidan through her damp eyelashes before meeting his gaze head-on. With a little kick, she propelled herself right up next to him, heart hammering as that little voice inside her head started screaming at her again.

"Tell me something, Aidan, at the party, if I'd gotten drunk and asked you to come home with me, would you?" She was close enough to feel the warmth of his body through the water, but she didn't touch him. Not quite yet at least. Maybe her decision wasn't quite made, but she was working on it.

The temptation to touch her was strong, but he didn't just yet. She didn't seem quite ready, as if she was psyching herself up for something still. He moved his arms lazily though he eater though, running them close by her, not quite touching.

"No," he said with a shake of his head. "Except to make sure you got home okay. It would seem like taking advantage. But tell me," he said, moving forward so that their chests brushed against each other. "If I kissed you while you were sober, would you kiss back?"

"Yes." The answer was simple and immediate. She would kiss him, hell she wanted to kiss him and probably more. With him this close, she could take in a million little details she'd not noticed before. The name of the tattoo on his chest, the depth of the cleft on his chin and the way the drops of water settled in his hair. So yeah, she'd kiss him in a heartbeat.

Rachel held her ground, she didn't move when he brushed against her, but she certainly felt the shock that went through her when he did. And she liked it. Moving with him, she reached out to place her hand against his chest, trying to focus both on keeping her head above water and keeping her body close to his.

"If I followed that kiss with an invitation back to my hut, would you come with me?"

Her touch against his chest was almost electric, her hand warm against his cool skin and he could swear he could almost feel her pulse pounding through her palm.

"Absolutley," he said before wrapping an arm around her waist and kissing her hard.

It was almost like a damn broke, and suddenly his body was flush with desire. His kiss was heated and passionatr and promised much, much more to come.

Rachel had no problems returning that kiss, wrapping her arm around his neck and running her fingers into his hair. He was warm and solid and he felt good against her skin. And the rush she felt had nothing to do with anything she'd drank or eaten and everything to do with the sheer amount of time it had been since she'd felt anything like this.

It wasn't cheating if your lover wasn't there, wasn't coming and you weren't leaving. And Rachel was making her peace with that. Aidan was nice, he wasn't taking advantage of her and if taking him back to the hut for the afternoon made them both feel good... there wasn't anything wrong with that.

Reluctantly she broke the kiss, smiling and laughing, suddenly giddy. It was crazy, it was wild and it would probably take up a good part of her next therapy session, but she couldn't wait. "I think I owe you an invitation. My hut's close." She pushed away from him, swimming backwards towards the shore. "Coming?"

"A beautiful, naked woman kisses me like that and you think I'd be able to stay here?" he asked, flashing her a grin before swimming toward her. The impulsiveness of the whole thing was especially alluring to him, how quickly it had gone from nothing to heading back to her hut was thrilling, promising to be a very good time for both of them.

Once near the shore he swam quickly to catch up with her, kissing her again and running his hands along her hips and down to her backside, squeezing as he bit her lower lip and moved his hips against her. He wanted her more and more by the second, knowing the more aroused they got before they could actually do anything about it, the more explosive it would be when they finally could.

"Men. So typical." Rachel watched him approach with a grin, wondering if it was possible to have a heart attack from sheer nervousness and excitement. This whole thing was crazy, the whole last few weeks, but for all the faults, when was the last time she'd felt so alive? When was the last time she stopped thinking about revenge and her own sorrow and her own regrets?

She gasped when he pulled her close again, momentarily surprised at the hunger she felt as she kissed him. The feel of his hands on her skin, on her body excited her in a way she hadn't felt in far too long (sober at any rate) and she couldn't help the soft groan as he ground his hips against her. "God, Aidan, impatient much?"

She gave him a nip of her own before twisting away again and pulling herself out of the water with a light laugh. She picked up her swimsuit, but instead of putting it on, she grabbed the shirt he'd discarded and pulled it over her head, starting a few steps down the path with her best come hither stare. Was she teasing, yeah, but she had a feeling they'd be making it up to each other soon enough.

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"Closer than close."

And with that she left the main path for a smaller foot-worn one, looking over her shoulder and chuckling. He left the shorts behind, but grabbed the wallet and... was that a cell phone? Who was still carrying a cell phone around on the island? But it was a momentary thought easily discarded as she simply watched him move.

Whatever his past, there was strength in his strides that indicated an active life, an athletic one and she couldn't wait to get a better feel for the body she saw coming up the path behind her. She was glad she took the footpath ever day because she certainly wasn't watching where she was going, trusting instinct to tell her when to turn around when the hut and her aviary came into view.

"See? Told you. Closer than close and home sweet home."

Truth be told he was glad for the short path because as non-chalant as be was abou leaving his shorts behind, there were people he'd rather not run into at the moment. The hut seemed to be nice on the outside and while it wasn't far from the waterfall it seemed out of the way.

"Very nice," he said, giving her a smile as he stepped quickly toward her, eager to kiss her again and feel her body against him. It was like she knew exactly how to tease him, or maybe she was just exactly what he needed at the moment, fitting the exact bill.

She was acutely aware of the shirt she was wearing, and how little it covered as she pulled him closer to herself. She kept the kisses light, teasing as she slid a hand down to his waist, pulling him back as she reached behind her to open the door. Privacy. Her neighbors weren't the nosy sort, and the only person who would possibly be looking for her would be her brother and usually that went the other way around - her showing up at his place. Still, it didn't mean that she didn't want a little privacy for this.

Whatever this was.

Once inside, she reached to shut the door, a final act of defiance against the voice in her head. She wanted this, to feel good for a few hours without any guilt (that would come later). Sliding her hand behind his neck, she chuckled as she teased, nuzzling along his neck, "Offer you a drink?" God, this was fun...

The light kisses felt good and were maddeningly teasing in the very best way. He could tell they were going to be at this for a while at this rate, but that wasn't a problem at all as far as Aidan was concerned.

Her hut inside was nice, neat if in need of cleaning in a few places. It was impossible to miss the giant ass sword hanging up as well and he wondered if it was hers or one she had inherited. Either way, he found the idea of a girl who hung a giant sword up rather attractive.

"A drink would be great," he said, sliding his hand along her hips as he pressed up against her, the evidence of his arousal very clear. "If for no other reason that seeing you move around in my shirt is incredibly hot in a agonizingly, teasing way."

Rachel giggled, it was hard not to when he was saying things like that and sliding his hand over her and for a moment, she forgot about the drink and imagined how it would feel to have that hand roaming the rest of her body. Her fingers tightened behind his neck briefly before she reluctantly moved away to get the drink, fingers reaching down to brush against him before she was out of reach. God he was sexy, and with that thought, she decided that maybe the drink could wait.

"Would you like it better if the shirt was on the floor and we skipped the drink?" She backed away, playing with the cotton hem as she moved closer to her bedroom.

His body trembled at the light touch and Aidan had to fight the urge to take her immediately, to bend her over and have his way with her until they couldn't stand anymore. Apparently though, she didn't want to wait longer either, as she tugged at the hem of his shirt while backing up.

"I think I would definitely prefer that," he said, moving toward her with a predatory look in his eyes that he didn't bother to hide. He wanted her to know how hungry for this he was, how wild she was driving him and how very badly he wanted to fuck her over and over.

There was something in that look that made Rachel shiver even as her excitement started to take over and she could feel her body start to ache in an oh-so familiar way. With a deep breath, she pulled the shirt up over her head and she tossed it at him, biting her lip and watching him for a moment before she headed into her bedroom, knowing that he'd follow her pretty quickly at this point.

With slightly shaking hand, she opened the drawer for the condoms she'd tossed in there after the rave, realizing that sooner or later she would, eventually, bring someone back here and even she wasn't that reckless. Not when everything was so up in the air and she still wasn't sure what the hell she was doing.

Aidan caught the shirt and tossed it to the side as he followed in after her. He was glad to see she had condoms, even if he had kept a few in the wallet he had brought just in case. They were impulsive and wild but at least they weren't stupid.

Aidan moved up behind her and wrapped his arms around her, kissing along her neck as his hands slid up her body to grasp her breasts, squeezing as he pressed his hips against her backside. God she felt amazing, her body was absolutely perfect and he wanted to feel as much of it as he could for as long as he could.

Gasping softly, Rachel closed her eyes losing herself in the moment and in those hands sending chills down her spine. She could feel her nipples, hard and sensitive against his hands and she couldn't help but arch against the touch. Her head fell against his shoulder as she reached back, running her fingers along the nape of his neck as she felt his warm lips against her skin.

Rachel could feel every inch of him pressed against her skin and she pressed back. If he was expecting any resistance, she was way far past giving any and she turned in his arms to capture those lips with her own, reaching to pull him as close as she could.

Aidan's fingers teased along her nipples for a brief moment, grazing and lightly pinching, until she turned against him. The kiss was almost fierce, what seemed like an eternity of teasing and arousal suddenly having an outlet that wouldn't need to be delayed any longer.

One hand moved up her back, burying itself in her hair to keep her lips close while the other moved her hip, gently pressing as he stepped forward and pushed her back against the wall. He wanted her right there, pressed against him, every inch of her body contouring to his as his lips and tongue tasted her, sending a shiver down his spine at the wild sensations it brought.

She wanted more, hell, she wanted it all, no more playing, no more teasing as she kissed him back with everything she had, feeling the warm wet of his tongue against hers, gasping for air as she felt her back hit the wall. "Aidan," she could hear her voice, low and harsh and somehow unfamiliar to her in its need.

Pressing back against him, Rachel ran her hands over his back and lower, feeling the hard muscles moving under his skin. Moaning softly, she hitched her leg up over his hip, grinding back against his arousal. "Aidan..."

He loves how she said his name like that, low and rough with desire. It made him want more. Her hands along his back and her leg wrapping around his hip, it all made him want more, want her.

A hand slid up between them to roughly palm her breast, brushing a thumb across her nipple as he began to kiss lower. His lips lightly sucked along her throat and his teeth nipped against the tender skin as he began to let his desires run free.

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