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“Rapunzel!” I heard Flynn yelling from the bottom of the tower. “Let down your hair!” Mother wasn’t home yet, so maybe he could stay for a little while, I thought. I grabbed my massive amounts of blonde hair and put it over the hook outside the window, letting it tumbledown. The golden locks glistened in the sunlight shining outside the tower. He held onto my hair as I pulled him up to the window high in the sky. Breathless,I faced him as he crawled in, sitting on the windowsill made of stone and mortar. I smiled as he grinned his crooked grin at me, butterflies knocking around in my stomach.
“I have a surprise for you,” he said, his chocolate colored hair catching glimpses of sunlight, his brown eyes piercing mine.
I clapped my hands together. “What is it?!” I peered down as he opened the pouch of the bag slung over his shoulder. Very slowly, he withdrew a handful of bright red, freshly picked strawberries. My eyes widened and I could almost taste the sweet tang on my tongue. “My favorite!”
“Come here,” he said softly. I walked to stand just in front of him, unable to contain my grin. He picked one of the larger ones from his hand and held it just in front of my mouth. I leaned in and took a bite, the bittersweet taste exploding in my mouth and I closed my eyes. My most favorite food and I cherished it. I chewed slowly and swallowed. A little of the juice had run down from the corner of my mouth and as I went to wipe it away, Flynn gently stopped my hand and licked the juice. I stood still, barely breathing. I wanted him to kiss me, but he only held the bitten strawberry in front of my mouth again, his eyes soft. A little disappointment flooded through me, but I took the last bite and savored the tang on my tongue.
Flynn held another strawberry to my lips, smaller, only one bite. I closed my eyes again, a rare treat were strawberries. I heard and felt him stand up in front of me and my heart was pounding in my chest, a warm feeling spreading from my stomach at his closeness.I could smell him; earth, pine needles and strawberries. It was heady and I opened my eyes, feeling a little off balance. These feelings were foreign tome, and I marveled at the intensity of them. He was staring down at me and I up at him. I hadn’t done anything but I felt breathless just looking into his eyes.
He reached up and gently stroked my cheek. I leaned my head into his hand and all of a sudden his hand was at the back of my head, lightly grasping a handful of my hair. He bent his head and softly placed his lips on mine. It was almost a chaste kiss, barely there,and I yearned for more. He placed butterfly kisses down my neck, rubbing his hands down my arms. He licked up the other side and once again placed his lips on mine, but this time firmer, more demanding.
Flynn broke the kiss and whispered hoarsely, “Rapunzel, I want you to be mine. Will you be mine?”
“Yes,” I returned, happiness flooding through me, a bright sunshine that illuminated the entire planet. His lips returned to mine, and it was a rougher kiss, one that seemed to claim meas his and no one else’s. His hands roamed over my body and I gasped, warm sensations rippling in between my thighs. He deepened the kiss, his tongue entering my mouth, playing with mine. When he ended the kiss he gently tugged on my lower lip with his teeth.
“I can taste strawberry on your tongue,” he whispered in my ear and I shivered at the closeness of his voice. I felt warm all over but I wanted to remain near him; I needed it, I craved it. “Rapunzel,”he murmured, burying his face on my neck. I closed my eyes and leaned into him,holding on. “I want you.” He kissed my neck and I instinctively knew what it was he wanted.
“Yes,” I whispered. He lifted his head and looked into my eyes.
“Truly?”
“Yes,” I said again, and stood on the tips of my toes to kiss him, pulling the back of his head towards me. He busied his hands and fingers unbuttoning my dress. I shivered as it slid down,revealing my skin and breasts to the air and to his eyes. I felt shy at my nakedness and moved to cover myself. He stopped me and gazed down in adoration and I felt my cheeks get warm as I blushed. He smoothed a thumb over my cheek.
“You are so beautiful,” Flynn said, running his hands softly over my flesh and I gasped, no one ever touching me in this manner. His fingertips were slow in their exploration of me and I bit my lip, closing my eyes, savoring his attentions, up and down my arms, over the curve of my back down to my round buttocks, over my stomach, up to my breasts. My breath caught in my throat at the intimacy of it.
He quickly removed his clothes and we made a nest of sorts with my hair, nestled all around us and underneath our bare bodies. I lay on my back and he knelt on top of me, not baring all of his weight onto me. His knees on either side of my hips, and I could feel his hardness as he leaned down to kiss me. “I love you,” he murmured just before his lips met mine.
“I love you too,” I whispered as soon as he lifted his head. He kissed and licked his way down to my breasts,pulling one into his mouth and I cried out as his tongue played with my nipple,his hands running up and down my sides. I arched my back into him and his hands went underneath me to keep me there, my head tossed back. I wanted him more than anything I had ever wanted before.
Flynn reached down and slid two fingers inside of me and I moaned as he touched a part of me no one ever had.His thumb rubbed circles on the outside and I gasped and moaned again,shuddering at the contact. Whole new sensations passed through and over me, and I felt hot, wanting something intense and carnal, something I had never thought possible.
He pulled his fingers out and I bemoaned the absence of them as he gazed down at me darkly, his eyes full of want and need. He licked his fingers, treasuring the moment. He lowered himself down on me fully, laying on me, and I welcomed him. He warned me that it might hurt at first, and I said I didn’t mind, as long as it was him. He slowly entered me with his manhood and I gasped and cried out at the fullness. I could feel him all around my wet inside. He paused for a moment then pushed the rest of the way and stopped as I clutched at his back at the brief moment of pain, and then there was only the fullness of him. He asked me if I was okay, and I nodded that I was, a little dazed.
He brought my legs up and wrapped them around his hips as he pushed in and out of me, slow at first and I panted,the foreign feeling almost too much but feeling just right. As he thrust into me a little harder and faster, I gripped his back, my fingernails digging in a little bit and he moaned. I started feeling on the edge of something and I moaned loudly, not knowing what it was but feeling it building deep inside and spreading throughout my body.
“Flynn,” I gasped, not knowing what it was I was supposed to say, but needing to say his name.
“Shhh,” he hushed me. “It’s okay.”With a few final thrusts I was no longer on the edge, but floating in ecstasy, writhing underneath him, clenching, feeling, arching my back and grabbing his hair. He was still, just as breathless as I, feeling it at the same time and gathering me in his arms, holding me close, our bodies hot and slicked with sweat. His hands were in my hair as kissed my forehead, telling me he loves me. I said it back,the shuddering finally leaving my body and I felt nearly weightless in his arms, floating there. He laid me back down and he rolled off me, laying his head on my stomach. I played with his hair and we were silent for a while,basking in the afterglow.
“I want to take you away from here someday, Rapunzel,” he said quietly. “I want to free you from here, and we can have our own little cottage.” I closed my eyes as he spoke, his words turning to pictures and mini movies in my mind. “We can finally be free, you and I, and away from this tower. A little white cottage with a garden of strawberries and sunflowers. It can be just us.” I knew that someday it would be real, he would make it happen. I could hear it in his voice. “The trees all around us, and maybe a pond and a waterfall somewhere nearby.”
I sighed softly, picturing freedom in my mind. What lay beyond this tower? I could only know from what Flynn told me, but I wanted to experience it for myself, with him by my side. “I love you,” I said just as quietly as he, and he replied the same. He kissed my stomach and we lay in silence for a little while longer. I never wanted it to end,but it had to. Mother would be home soon, the darkening sky told her. We both dressed, and kissed in front of the window, and I lowered him to the ground with my hair. He stood there staring up at me for a few moments before turning and walking away into the woods. My eyes followed him after he was long gone,the last rays of sun peaking low through the trees, imagining a life with him; my Flynn. I smiled at the recent memory of us, and hoped he could get our cottage soon, so I could be what I had always wanted to be: free.
