Donnerstag, 30. Juni 2016

Chapter 3 - Worlds Apart



23.12.
 
“For the last time! We are taking off in half an hour! So get yer arses down here for Christ’s sake!”
Flinching Elena sat up on the bed. She was in her room, snow was falling from the sky, leaving a white frosting all over the backyard. “Cummin’, Dad!” she yelled, trying to pull herself together. She didn’t feel rested at all, turning over to her back to close her eyes again. 23.12, Granny-day.
 
The day was long and exhausting. Her whole family gathered at her grandmother’s place for a big family lunch. Trying hard to join the conversations, Elena sipped her wine, rocking one of her little cousins on her lap. Riku came to her mind. His laughter, his shining eyes. He was definitely a handsome piece of man! Smiling to herself she emptied her glass. ‘I’m going crazy!’ she thought. ‘Now I already have hots for the friend of my imaginary dream-husband!’
When they were finally at her parents’ place again Elena was dead tired. Kissing her mother goodnight she went to bed, falling asleep without even thinking about Samu or Riku.
 
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“Leni! Leni, come on, let’s go!” there was impatient knocking at her door and Elena lifted her head from the pillow, feeling the speed of her heartbeat increasing. She was back at the hotel and unless she was very much mistaken, it was Riku’s voice that came from the corridor. Slowly she got up, walking over to the door. “What?” she mumbled and rubbed her sleepy eyes.
Riku’s mouth dropped open. “You’ve got to be kidding me, Leni! You are ASLEEP?” he grabbed her shoulders he turned her around to drag her inside the room before he closed the door with his foot. “Alright, you got five minutes to have a shower! Go, go, go! The car will be waiting for us in 30 minutes! Good Lord, girl, your husband will go bananas!” he ran his fingers through her messy hair. “Do something girly about this!” he demanded. “Wash it, soap it, put in some cream or whatever a girl needs to do to prevent herself from looking like a scarecrow!”
Uttering something vulgar under her breath, Elena yawned and walked over to the bathroom.
“Five minutes!” Riku yelled after her, going through her new dresses. A short black dress was one of his favourites. She had looked stunning in it! He knew, she was his mate’s wife, but it had taken his breath away when he had seen her in the shop this afternoon, turning around herself in front of a mirror, throwing insecure gazes at him. The sight of her had taken him back many years and he had suddenly felt a lump in his throat. He had always loved to run his fingers over the large tattoo on her back, lilies, most of them almost the size of his palm. They started right above her left butt-cheek, making their way over her spine and her right hip up to her left shoulder. She had always been breath-taking.
Quickly he shook his head to dispel his thoughts and kept searching through the rest of the bags to distract himself from memories about soft skin and the marvellous work of art on her beautiful back. Bending down, he tried to find the silver pumps they had bought together with a tiny silver purse that would match the thin stripes of silver on the upper part of her strapless dress.
With a towel around her body and in her hair Elena returned from the bathroom after no more than seven minutes, giving him the time he needed to gather himself. Quickly she combed her hair, putting cream on her face. “Alright!” she nodded at Riku to hand her dress over to her. Smirking he got up from the bed, pointing at her suitcase. “Right on time, dear! I was about to go through your panties!” giggling he gasped when she nudged him with her fist.
“You are such a little...!” blushing she pushed him onto the bed and bent down to find a slip.
“Not the huge ones, dear!” Riku giggled from behind, making her throw a pair of socks at him. With a tiny thong in her right and a comfortable lacy panty in her left she turned around. “Ou shut yer big mouth for Christ’s sake! Which one?”
Grinning he folded his arms over his chest and sat up straight. “Well, depends... D’you wanna seduce me,” he pointed at her left hand. “Or your husband?” grinning he nodded right.
“I’d better say husband now, hum?” smiling she slipped the thong over her legs, trying to adjust them under her towel. “Alright, gimme that dress! Know what, you go and find some adhesive tape for my feet.” She pointed at her new shoes. “I’m going out with those incredibly high killing-shoes for the first time, so I will definitely need some. Come on, get up! I’ll be dressed in five minutes and quickly do my make-up. Go!” she shooed him outside, taking off her towel as soon as he had closed the door. Quickly she put a lot of cream and mousse into her hair, brushing it back with her fingers.
Her heart was beating in her throat, when she slipped into her dress. She couldn’t believe what she saw when she turned around in front of the mirror. Remembering the way she had been staring at the incredible tattoo for a few breathless minutes in the dressing room of the first shop they had entered today, Elena put her hand on her left shoulder. Softly she ran her fingers over the thin black and grey lines and the shadows around the flowers. The washed outlines of her first tattoo came to her mind, a Celtic cross she and her old mate from school had decided to get after smoking too much pot and that now bedecked her left bikini line in quite a profane way. If she had ever chosen to get another tattoo but the small one on her ankle and the two black and very old snakes around her wrists, it would have been this one. It was beautiful.
But there was no time to stare at her back tonight! She ran over to the bathroom to wash her hands and apply some tinted day cream on her face. Nervously she stared at her reflection in the mirror. The day cream wasn’t enough to cover some small pimples on her chin and she sighed in annoyance, rummaging around her cosmetic bag. Hurriedly she applied some liquid make-up on her face, grabbing her powder and a soft brush, flipping it open. She wasn’t too good with make-up, so she only took a bit of dark eye-shadow to accentuate her eyes, adding silver to match her dress. She heard a knock at the door, obviously Riku was back. Rushing over to the door she opened it a slit, running back into the bathroom. Mascara, perfume, deodorant, done! Sighing she leaned back at the wall before she made her way over to the bed room. “Close it please!” she turned her back at Riku, not even realising that she left him speechless for the second time of the day with her dress. “So what d’you say?” she turned around, smiling nervously.
He swallowed hard, gesturing her to turn around again before he nodded. “Perfect, dear!” he bent down to grab her shoes. “Adhesive tape’s in your purse already.” Again he watched her closely. “Something for yer lips?” he suggested, gesticulating the form of her lips into the air.
“But I already over-painted my eyes! You don’t think that’s gonna be too much then?” she turned back to the mirror of the closet, giving herself a close look before she stared at him through the reflection. “What? Why are you laughing now?”
“Well, dear, you are everything but over-painted!” giggling he stepped closer, adjusting his tie. “Just take some gloss.” He ran his fingers through her wettish hair. “You’re beautiful, dear.” Smiling at her he took her hand. “Now take this sexy-silver shawl of yours and your coat and come on! Samu called me before; he said he couldn’t reach you. The recording went well and he’s now waiting for us at the club.”
“So where are we going?” nervously Elena ran her fingers through her hair again, putting a bit of lip-gloss on her lips before she grabbed her purse and coat from Riku’s hands. “Thank you, Riku!” she smiled at him questioningly. “Please tell me that I look good!”
“You look stunning, dear!” he helped her into her coat and offered his arm to her. “Samu might faint!” he joked on their way outside. “The club’s quite new, I don’t even know the name, but they are having a huge party tonight and we are somehow the special guests, so.... well, let’s just see what happens and have fun, what d’you say?”
“Sound’s great!” Elena lied, swallowing down the lump in her throat.
Uncomfortably she wriggled in her seat in the back of the black limousine on her way to the club. Her feet were hurting already and she tried to bent down to loosen the straps and take them off to apply some of the tapes. “You’ve got to be kidding me!” she whispered through her gritted teeth. Her dress was too tight for her to even bent down and reach her feet!
“What’s wrong, dear?” Riku leaned over from the opposite couch of the limousine. Still cursing lowly Elena pointed down at her feet. “I can’t reach my feet! How am I supposed to put on the tapes?!” with a lot of effort she tried to tuck up her legs, making Riku burst into laughter. 
“Let me, dear!” he sat down next to her, putting her feet up on his lap. Playfully he tickled her ankles. “So gimme that tape and get down your stockings.”
“What?”
“Your stockings!” he repeated, pointing at her legs with a giggle.
“Oh my God, can it get any worse?” Elena blushed and started to roll down the thin silver stockings. “You take ‘em off.” Softly she kicked Riku with her foot. “As I said, I can’t reach my feet!”
“Woohoo!” he pulled them off her feet. “Gatherless, nice one, dear!” chuckling he watched her cheeks turn pink when he put the stockings around his neck. “I’m looking forward to getting them back on!”
“You pervert little son of a...” Elena couldn’t help chuckling in embarrassment. “Did I just say it couldn’t get worse? Well, it can!” leaning back she closed her eyes, trying not to giggle when Riku lifted her foot.
“Back here?” he asked and touched her heel, making her twitch again.
“Here and also on the sole of both of my feet. Can you also put some around my big toes?”
“You want a bandage or what?” laughing he started to apply the tape.
“Well, I wanna see you walking around with shoes like these!” hatefully she gazed at her high-heels on the floor, making him laugh again.
“But they are so sexy!” he mocked, squeezing her little toes. “Alright! We’re done! So...” grinning he took the stockings between his fingers and stretched them, raising his eyebrow.
“Take ‘em between your teeth and do a sexy dance for me!” Elena put her feet down and laughed with him.
“Come on.” Smiling he got down on his knees. “Let me help you with it!”
“Oh my.” Elena sighed and raised her right foot in his direction. “Don’t you dare staring or touching me, Riku!”
Still chuckling he slipped the stocking over her foot. “I won’t, promise! You might tell Samu and he’s gonna beat the crap out of me if I ever again touch you anywhere above your knee!” Quickly he put on the second one as well, watching her fighting both of them up.
“If this was a really bad slapstic sketch the car would now turn and you would fall directly onto me!” grinning he got up from the floor.
She giggled. “Right! And my dress would be torn apart and then the door would open when I am lying on top of you, half naked, my arse presented to a 1000 cameras!”
Chuckling he patted her knee. “I’d be dead before I’d be able to explain any of this!”
Suddenly the car stopped, banging their heads together slightly. “Outch!” Elena put her hand onto her temple. “Now that was slapstic as well, don’t you think?” Giggling and carefully rubbing her forehead she made her way over to the door right behind Riku.
He nodded in agreement and tried to suppress his own giggles. “Come on!” he took her hand and helped her out of the limousine. Instantly the flashes of hundreds of cameras hit her eyes and Elena had a hard time trying to keep them open. 
“Wow!” she grabbed Riku’s arm and almost stumbled across her own feet.
“Now would you please stop that slapstic, woman?” he whispered close to her ear and chuckled. “Come on, we can do this! Just keep walking and smiling! I got ya!”
With his arm around her waist Elena felt completely stabilized and started to smile into the cameras. Riku waved at the fans and quickly gave a few autographs before he slid his arm around her waist again. “Let’s go!” he whispered, guiding her over to the entrance door. They were shown to the VIP-area by a young woman in a very short dress. Elena saw Riku’s gaze running over her butt and nudged him with her elbow. “I’m the beauty-queen! Stop staring!” she whispered at him and snorted with laughter because he obeyed immediately, staring down at the floor. “I was joking, sweetheart!” she kissed his cheek. “Come on, stare!”
He blushed and slapped her bottom. “You are such a mean friend, you know that?” putting his arm around her shoulders he entered the VIP-area, peering around the room. “Here he is! Finally!” smiling he pointed at a man with broad shoulders that was standing at the bar. He had a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, leaning at the counter while he was talking to a girl that was standing right in front of him.
“Is my husband flirting?” Elena whispered over to Riku when the girl started to laugh about something Samu had said. “Ou please! He's so funny, isn't he? Cum ooon! No one’s laughing that hard!”
Riku put his hand over his lips and chuckled. “Maybe you should go there and tell her to get her hands off him!” he suggested with a little grin. “No, wait! Look!” he pointed at his friend again and Elena saw that Samu grabbed the girl’s hand when she put it on his chest. Soft but firmly he shoved her away, shaking his head, before he nodded at her, turning away from the bar with his beer in his hand.
He was indeed handsome and looked quite tall from a distance, especially for a small woman like her. Furthermore he was extremely sexy with his cigarette between his full lips and his dark pair of trousers that were tight in all the right places. His white shirt fitted perfectly and Elena couldn’t refrain from a little smile when she spotted that he had left open the first two buttons, making his chest show but only a little bit.  
A smile lit up his whole face when his eyes found her by Riku’s side. Quickly he made his way through the crowd on the small dancefloor, raising his eyebrow while he approached.
“You look stunning, love!” he whispered when he took her in his arms, kissing her lips with a smile.
She recognized his voice from his calls and now that she heard it whispering close to her ear she felt her legs almost giving in. “Riku’s pick!” a little out of words she stared up at him, finding him smiling at his friend. “So you took her shopping, hum? How did you manage?”
“Well, I think I scared the crap out of her and she eventually gave in after I bought her over with beer, fries and fried chicken.” Riku patted his friends back. “You owe me a fortune by the way! And at least one dance with yer wife!”
“You’ll have it! Thanks again for today, mate! Now come on, let’s get some drinks and sit down for a bit!” he pointed to his left. “Raul’s here already and I think that I have seen Osmo around as well.”
“Where’s Sami?” Riku asked surprised when they were ordering their drinks.
“Back in Helsinki with Juliane.” Samu grinned. “He took a flight with her earlier today, because she’s having kind of a family gathering and she has been frowning and bitching for the last week to make him join her.” Still grinning he sipped his beer. “What did your parents say by the way?” he slid his arm around his wife’s waist, swaying her slowly.
“About what?” she looked up at him.
He laughed in surprise. “Are you kidding? You didn’t talk to them? You are such a lazy bone sometimes!” handing a mobile over to her, he shooed her outside. “Do it now! I wanna spend Christmas at my parents’ place this year! Yours had the pleasure last year and I promise, we will be there on the 25th to celebrate with them, ok?”
“Oh.” Elena stared down at the mobile in her hands. “Yeah, sure, I’m gonna call them!” she turned to walk over to the loo but he grabbed her and turned her around to face him again. Smirking he winked at her. “No kiss?” before she could even open her mouth to answer him he bent down, capturing her mouth completely. She gasped in surprise when he deepened the kiss, pinning her to the counter in her back. “God, I’ve missed you!” he whispered and nibbled her earlobe with his teeth. Dizzily she stared up at him, grabbing his shirt for support.
“Wow!” she whispered, touching her burning lips.
He winked again. “Wow indeed!” he bent down to brush his lips against hers. “Now go and call your parents and then let’s get this party started!” quickly he grabbed the cheeks of her butt, making her squirm.
“Public place, Samu!” Riku nudged his friend with his elbow, smirking at him.
“I’m not doing anything!” Samu smirked back, watching his wife walking over to the loo. “But honestly, I can’t wait!” leaning over the counter he ordered champagne and some more beer before he placed his arm around Riku’s shoulders. “So tell me, how was your day then?”
“Nice! We actually had a blast! I have no idea what has gotten into her, but we had loads of fun.” Even though he didn’t actually feel like it, Riku grinned and sipped his beer. “You’re one hell of a lucky bastard, Haber!”
Samu threw his head back and laughed. “Trust me, I do know that!”
 
They were drinking and dancing ‘til the early morning and Elena truly had a lot of fun. Ignoring the fact that it felt much too real to be touched by him, Elena sat on Samu’s lap after a while, sipping her champagne and returning his kisses whenever he pulled her down to rest his lips on hers. Dancing wild and close with him and Riku on the dancefloor, she felt her head spinning. This was so much fun! She wasn’t exactly a party-person but the music was good and she was already tipsy from the champagne Samu refilled her glass with whenever it was half empty.
It was almost four in the morning when they arrived at the hotel. Riku and Raul tried to hold each other in balance while Osmo was simply sitting down on the floor of the elevator because his legs wouldn’t carry him any longer. Stumbling and giggling along the corridor they waved each other good night, bursting into laughter again because none of them was able to open the door of his room right away.
As soon as he had finally managed to put the key-card inside the small slit above the doorknob, Samu slipped his arms around Elena’s waist, dragging her inside the room.
“No chance to escape, love!” he whispered, running his lips over her neck. “Get your sexy arse up on my lap right now!” pushing her onto the bed he started to unbutton his shirt. Tipsily Elena sat up, staggering over to him. “Would you help me with that?” she turned around and felt his hands running down her naked back as soon as he had opened the zipper. Quickly he turned her around again, kissing her deep and passionate while he opened his belt. “Now come here!” he whispered and pulled her closer, sitting down on the edge of the bed.
She could feel his kisses on her neck, his hands, cupping her breasts and his hot breath on her face. God he felt so good! Never in her life had she experienced a feeling like this. He was strong, tall, dominant and she gave in to his hungry kisses when he put her down on the bed, bending over her.
 
Breathing heavily she rested her forehead to his chest a few minutes later. Her mind was swirling and she couldn’t help running her fingers over his belly while she snuggled her face to his neck.
“I love you!” he suddenly whispered, placing a soft kiss behind her ear. Pulling her closer, he wrapped his arms around her and sighed.
“Love you too.” Elena mumbled, stroking his arm with a little smile before she felt her heavy eyes closing as sleep captured her body and mind.

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