Cheer Up!

When I woke up, Luke was already gone. I guessed that he must have had to go somewhere with the rest of the carpenter crew, because the house was abandoned. This was confirmed by a note I found on Luke's dresser. I smiled at his ever horrible handwriting and bad spelling. From what I could read of it, they were working on something at Town Hall today, and he couldn't WAIT to see me again. (he spelled it WATE, however, which amused me.) My clothes had finally dried, so I took off the borrowed garments and changed back into my own stuff. The rain had let up outside, and I put on my shoes and left. I went home and cleaned up, happily changing into some new clothes.

I was foraging in the grove later when Luke took me by surprise. I let out a little squeal as he grabbed me from behind, giving me a bear hug as he nuzzled at my neck. "Damn, I missed you so bad today." He spun me around, then pushed me backwards deeper in the wood. "I've been thinking about you all day..." he said, and those golden eyes twinkled mischievously at me. His hand quickly went up under my shirt, and he squeezed at me through my bra. "Aw, I like it better when there's nothing under here," he said as he kissed at my neck urgently.

I gasped for breath. "Luke...Luke! We're out in public!"

He lazily looked around the grove. "But there's no one here. I don't think Charlie will tell anyone, so..." he trailed off as he began kissing and touching at me again. I groaned, rolling eyes back in my head. He pushed the hem of my shirt up over my breasts, then worked his fingers underneath the soft cotton of my bra. He pulled back a little to look at me. "Damn, this is way better in the daylight." I just blushed, and he continued to touch at me.

He traced his knuckles down my abdomen, and then slipped his whole hand down the front of my pants. "Luke!" I squealed.

"It's cool," he murmured, kissing at my neck as he worked his fingers lower down. I groaned and felt my knees start to buckle when he reached me. He inhaled quickly with a hiss. "Whoa, you are so wet down there...whoa..." His fingers rubbed into me insistently, and I squirmed against him. I pressed my hand on the outside of his hand, directing him on exactly how to touch me. All that could be heard in the quiet grove was our heavy breathing and soft moans.

My whole body was flushed, and I thrashed my head from side to side, overcome with pleasure. "Luke...I..." I pulled hard on the front of his shirt with one white knuckled fist as I came. After I was done shuddering, Luke slipped his hand out, and started kissing me insistently once more. I could feel that he was working at his pants, and my afterglow quickly merged into apprehension. Was he just going to get naked in public? He was so wild...

My thoughts were broken off my Luke's voice, whispering insistently in my ear. "Please...please touch it," Luke groaned. "I'm about to explode, oh please, Angela," he continued to beg. He took my hand and brought it to himself. I realized then that all he had done was open his zipper and pull his hardness out of his boxers. With a shaking hand, I wrapped my hand around him.

This was different that touching him through his boxers in the dark. "It" was right there, out in the open, in the light of day. I didn't look at it; rather, I kept my eyes fixed on the front of Luke's shirt instead. I just stroked my hand up and down him. It was like a smooth, hard length of rock wrapped in silk. Luke pressed his face into my neck, groaning with desire. "Oh, yeah, Angela..." he moaned. "Do it faster...faster..." I complied, my face blushing. I stroked more rapidly at him, and I could hear him giving a low growl.

"Oh, Angela," he said through gritted teeth. "I'm gonna come!" My body flushed to hear him say that, and he cried out in ecstasy. At the same time, his release spurted out, landing on my exposed stomach. I couldn't help but look down in surprise, and in addition to seeing the very unusual mess on myself, I also saw his manhood, which I was still holding tightly in one hand.

I let go of him as he sputtered apologies. He whipped his bandanna off his head and wiped my stomach off with it. "Sorry about that," he said awkwardly. We both tittered with nervous laughter as we set our clothes and everything right again, then we looked at each other. The bliss in his golden eyes just about melted my heart. He leaned in and gave me a long passionate kiss. Our faces were flushed as we pulled apart. "Well, let's go get some lunch! I'm starving!" he said cheerfully, taking me by the hand and pulling me out of the grove. I marveled at how quickly he could turn from sexy Luke to goofy Luke.

We ate lunch at the Sundae Inn, like we often did. Colleen took our orders, noticing Luke's bare head as she did so. "Oh Luke, where's your bandanna?"

"Got dirty," he replied, grinning. I clenched and unclenched my hands nervously, since I knew what had happened to it. I could see the tip of it poking out of his pocket.

She noticed our flushed faces and commented, "Well, anyway, you two look like you've been having fun!"

I started to stammer and protest, but Luke just chirped, "Yup!" Colleen smiled and went to get our food.

I turned to him. "Why did you admit that we had been...you know?"

He stared at me with wide, innocent eyes. "That's not what she meant. Gee, Angela, you have a dirty mind." He laughed. "Nobody but us knows what just happened." His golden eyes gleamed at me, and I had to look away, my face flushing.

"Charlie, too," I mumbled, playing with my napkin. Luke roared with laughter, and I finally started laughing too.

The next morning, I was just about to change out of my pajamas when I heard a knock at the door. I briefly considered finishing dressing, but it might take a little while and whoever it was, probably the mayor, might get restless and leave. My pajamas were decent and they covered everything, so I moved forward to answer the door like I was, smoothing my hair with one hand as I went.

I opened the door to reveal Luke there, grinning and holding a jar of something. He advanced forwards, and I backed up to let him in, shutting the door behind him. "Mornin'!" he said, as cheerful as ever.

"What's this?" I asked of the slightly sticky jar he thrust into my hands.

"Honey," he replied. "I found it in a tree I cut down yesterday." He blushed a little. "Okay, so really it was excuse to get out of the shop for a minute. Because," he moved forward, kissing me, "I just had to see you."

I sighed happily into the kiss, then pulled away to set the jar down. "Heh," I laughed, rubbing my thumb and forefinger together. "I have honey on my hand."

To my surprise and delight, he grabbed me by the wrist and brought the hand to his mouth. He licked the honey off, and I thought I would collapse right there. "Oh, Angela," he said as he brought his mouth off, "I thought about you ALL night. I thought it was going to kill me!" He pulled me in close for another kiss, and slid his hands suggestively up and down my body. My hands kneaded absentmindedly at the front of his shirt, and after a few minutes of kissing, he urged me back towards the bed.

I sat down on it, and he sat next to me, kissing at my neck as he worked at the buttons of my pajama top. When he got them undone, he spread it to the sides, bringing his hands to my bare chest. He had his work gloves on, and I shuddered at the sensation of smooth leather on my skin. His hands touched and teased me, and I moaned with delight.

One hand then dropped down, stroking at the top of my thigh through my pajamas. He slid up to my hip, squeezing at the flesh there. I started to lay back on the bed, and he quickly layered himself over me. His hands flew down to his waistband, unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans. I trembled with anticipation as he slid them down over his hips, leaving his boxers on. He then pressed himself close to me, rubbing himself against me. I could feel how hard he was, and it made me moan with desire.

"Come on, Angela," he whispered in my ear as we rubbed against each other. "I wanna hear you say my name over and over again like you did when you were in my bed." I shuddered at his words, and he moved more briskly against me. I wrapped my pajama clad thighs around his waist as I angled my hips so that he was hitting me in just the right spot. My hands gripped the sleeves of his T-shirt, and I pressed my lips together tightly as I concentrated intently on the sensations building up inside of me.

"Luke," I murmured, and he groaned.

"Hell yeah...I love when you say my name like that," he said, grinding more furiously against me. My breathing became shallow as I got closer and closer to the edge.

It was like the whole world was melting away as I climaxed, and I cried out his name again and again. He gave a low groan of satisfaction as he let himself go. "Oh, Angela, Angela..." he whispered, bringing his lips to mine. We kissed softly back and forth as we both tried to recover from the overwhelming ecstasy.

After a while, he reluctantly got to his feet, pulling up and refastening his jeans. "Well, now I gotta get back to work and think of an excuse as to why I need to change my clothes." I bit my lip, muffling a laugh, and he just grinned, leaning in for one last kiss. "Okay, I'll see you tonight. You haven't forgotten about the firefly festival, have you?"

"Of course not," I said, but in reality, with all that had happened between us in the last three days, I had forgotten entirely. "What time again?"

"Seven. Meet me at Caramel Falls," he said, then left.

That evening at a few minutes until seven, I walked down the path to Caramel Falls. I was surprised to see almost the entire town camped out on the banks of the water. I was staring, deep in thought, when someone poked me in the back, surprising me. "Boo," Luke said, and I wheeled around to see his grinning face. I started smiling too, and we settled down to watch the fireflies.

Gill was sitting nearby with his father, and he turned to look at us, a look of disdain on his face. "Oh, no, I am NOT sitting near Luke." He looked at me. "You're not going to be able to enjoy it, you know," he said as he stood up to move somewhere else. "Luke runs his mouth the whole time, full of stupid jokes, and he scares half the fireflies away." He turned back to Luke. "You know, for the sake of all the rest of the islanders, you should skip this festival. You just ruin it for everyone."'

I started to get a little ticked off at Gill, and I opened my mouth to say something, but Luke spoke first. I glanced at him, and he was unperturbed by Gill's comments, still grinning happily. "Heh...as usual, my reputation precedes me. Look, Gill, we'll move a little further back from everyone, okay? Just in case. But anyway, I'm gonna be quiet this time. You'll see."

Gill just sniffed haughtily. "Pshhh. I'll believe THAT when I hear it. Or rather, don't hear it." He sat back down, and Luke and I moved further back.

"You shouldn't let him talk to you like that," I murmured. "He gets away with being so rude to people just because his dad's the mayor."

Luke shrugged carelessly. "Eh, but he's right. I always run my mouth and it bothers everyone. It's just hard to stay quiet for so long. I figure, I can't be the only one so bored, and I start telling jokes and stuff to entertain the crowd." He grinned cheekily. "But it never goes over that well. It's always, 'Shut up, Luke!' and 'For the Goddess's sake, be quiet, Luke!' I still keep trying every year, though."

I looked at him seriously. "But...this year you're going to be quiet, right?"

He looked back at me, his gold flecked eyes shimmering innocently. "Of course. I've got something else to do this year." And with that, he leaned forward, pressing his lips to mine. My eyes widened and I looked around at the crowd as I pulled away from the kiss.

"Are you serious? In front of everyone?" I hissed.

"It's cool, Angela," he whispered back. "We're so far back from everyone, and look; they're all looking forwards." He smiled, moving in close once more. "Nobody is paying attention to us..." he murmured as his lips caught mine again.

Minutes went by like seconds as we kissed. It started out soft and gentle, but it became incredibly heated. Luckily, for decency's sake, he stuck to kissing, only using his hands to stroke at my hair or to hold me by my shoulders. By the end of the session, I was totally wet, and I wished that everyone would disappear right then so that we could do more. Soft clapping from the crowd brought me back to reality, and I jerked my face away from his, half afraid that they were watching us and clapping for some sick reason.

But as I looked out over the crowd, I realized that it signified the end of the festival. People were standing up and heading back home. Gill approached us, and I blushed, trying to cover my kiss swollen mouth nonchalantly with one hand.

"I commend you, Angela," he said, and I was puzzled. "You managed to keep loudmouth here quiet the whole time. How ever did you manage that?"

I blushed harder, stuttering for an answer. Luke answered for me, grinning. "She's talented." Gill just shrugged, turning to leave with everyone else. We watched them filter out until it was just us left.

Luke suddenly turned to me. "Aw, hell yeah. Now they're all gone," he said, smiling widely. I nodded, hoping we could pick up where we left off. He totally caught me off guard, however, with the next thing he said. "Let's go skinnydipping."

I shook my head wildly. "Are...are you serious?! No way!"

His golden eyes got that naughty twinkle in them. "Oh yeah...come on, it'll be badass."

"But what if someone sees?!" I argued.

He shrugged. "Nobody's going to see. They're all gone. Come on, Angela...you know it'll be hot as hell."

I finally gave in, and we moved in close to the water. He started to strip off all his clothes without a moment's hesitation, and I averted my eyes modestly, undressing at a much slower pace. I heard a splash, and looked over to see that he was already in the water. He bobbed to the surface, wiping water out of his eyes. "Aw, yeah...the water's all warm and stuff." I nervously unhooked my bra and laid it with my other clothes, then slipped out of my panties as well. I tentatively stepped into the water, then waded out to where he was at. I tried to ignore the fact that he was ogling me rather unabashedly.

He pulled me in close against him, kissing me deeply. "Damn, you're so sexy," he breathed against my lips. We treaded water and kissed at each other. I reached down and stroked at him lightly, and he groaned into my mouth.

We eventually ended up at a shallow stone bank near the waterfall. He slid up onto it, sitting in front of me, the water just barely covering the tops of this thighs. His erection stood up from his lap, and his eyes got that twinkle, sending me a clear signal of what he wanted. I was nervous, but I swam a little closer, getting in between his legs. I took him in hand, and then slowly closed my mouth over him. He groaned in delight, trembling underneath me. "Ohhh...damn, Angela. That feels so amazing..." he breathed, and I was encouraged to continue. He inhaled sharply as I worked, and suddenly, I felt him release in my mouth with no warning. I swallowed in surprise, and brought my mouth off, looking up at him.

He slicked his hair back with one hand, his body still shuddering with pleasure. "Heh...sorry. It just happened all of the sudden." I murmured that it was okay, and he slipped back down into the water with me. He kissed at my neck, then brought his face close to mine, narrowing his eyes at me in a way that was so sexy, I thought I would die. "Angela...I want to do something for you, too..." I trembled against him.

"You don't have to, just because I..." I protested weakly.

"No, I want to..." He urged me to sit where he had been sitting, and I was very nervous. I felt incredibly exposed and vulnerable like this, but I tried to just relax and focus on what was happening. He spread my thighs wider with his hands, then brought his face in between. Everything of mine was completely underwater, but he just licked at me under the surface. It felt so incredible, that I thought I was going to pass out. I reached out, grabbing at his hair to steady myself. He murmured happily, and brought one hand off my thigh, moving it to meet his mouth. He slipped one finger inside of me, and I had to cover my mouth to keep from screaming. He slipped it in and out of me, building up a rhythm, as he teased me with his mouth. I looked down on him with lusty, half lidded eyes.

I don't know how much time passed; it was like there was nothing else in the world while it was happening. Before I knew it, I was tangling my fingers wildly in his hair, moaning out his name as I came. I was shaking with ecstasy afterwards, completely unable to think or move. Luke pulled me down into the water with him, and hugged me close. My whole body felt limp and drained in a good way, and I just closed my eyes, pressing my face into his neck, totally satisfied.