Fish & Chips Part 9

It wasn't as bad as this.
_______________________________________

As he went out the window his shirt caught on an iron part of the fencing and it tore hard as he tumbled off and fell. He hit the next landing hard which knocked most of the wind out of him.

He groaned repeatedly and did an inventory in his head to see if anything was broken. It wasn't.

Felix peaked his head out the window and said "Man, I told you Dude. You okay?"

"Ughhh, er...oh fuck...yeah yeah...I do this all the time...ughuffff."

Dicky could feel that blood was oozing from a gash near his left rib cage.

"Ugh...Felix?"

"Yeah Dicky?"

"I just need a few moments alone," he said. "I'll be okay. I'll see you at the Gym on Monday."

"Really?" grinning.

"Yeah..." groaning. "What time?"

"Around seven."

"Okay...seven," he said quietly. "Now I really just need a moment."

"Okay Bro," said Felix. Then he closed the window and put down the shade.

He laid there for a few minutes until he heard soft bare footsteps from above. He felt certain she was going to hit him in the head with something very large and heavy.

Instead she sat lightly on top of him and in the moonlight peeled back his shirt.

It was still bleeding some. Then he felt her warm tongue on the wound.

Later he would think about that moment over and over again and never quite be able to wrap his mind around it. What was she thinking?

Of course at the moment he was immobilized, bleeding from his side and ankle, a dog was waiting for him just outside the gate and there was a bag of chips, onion dip and brown ale down on the ground.

She opened up his shirt all the way with her hair hitting his chest. She went further down and undid his jeans. He moaned.

"Touch me," she ordered. he moved his hands around her waist, then under her small skirt. Nothing. He was surprised. She licked at his wound again, tasting his salty sweat and blood. She moved on him a few times gently as he pulled her, then he did as he was told and cupped his hand underneath, searching and then finding.

She shuddered and moved more forcefully as he touched her gently.

Felix peered momentarily out of the blinds.

"Stupid cracker," he said shaking his head, then walked away and turned on the television.

Her hand reached down to pull clothing back further and to touch the two most sensitive places again and again. Dangerously close, dangerously warm and very wet.

Then she simple sank down onto him in a moment with a small cry.

He was shocked. The dog laid down by the gate and went to sleep as she worked him quietly, kissing his wound and gently biting his ear as he came inside of her. Then she sighed as she lay down on top of him and they fell asleep.
____________________
The story continues...