The campus is almost empty, late, quiet and lights blurred by the rain pouring non-stop when Henry was about to go home from his late solo practice.
He's halfway to his car, all soaked in the rain when he sees Ava standing near a bike racks, shoulder hunched, hair wet and her dress mostly soaked, phone clutched on her hand, checking it time and again as if she's waiting for someone.
For a second, he's thinking about leaving her but guilt overwhelms his heart, the guilt of not helping a person in need.
Their eyes meet.
He exhales deeply, glances back and forth between parking lot and bike racks.
"I'm heading home," he finally breaks the silence, his voice flat but not cold. "if you want… I'll drop you home."
She looks surprised, after so many days he's finally initiating a conversation but was relieved and nods quickly. "Yeah. Thanks."
He turns and start walking, not checking if she follows but he hears her footstep behind him. They don't talk as they move through the rain.
he keeps both hands on the steering wheel and slowly starts to drive. She fidgets with the sleeve on her jacket, eyes fixed on the raindrops racing down the glass.
"umm... I'm so sor_"
"save it." Henry says bluntly interrupting her before she could finish her sentence.
The car slows as he pulls up at her driveway. for a moment, neither of them speaks nor moved, they sit there in an awkward silence.
She pauses, then turns back to him. Then before doubt can pull her back, she leans in and kisses him.
Its not quick and its definitely certain one, expressing everything she was holding in her heart- an apology, a longing and the fear of losing him. He doesn't kiss her nor pulls away from it. When she finally pulls back, her forehead rests briefly against his.
"I'm sorry." She whispers.
He exhales sharply and looks at her, awestruck for moment he couldn't say a word, followed by silence after.
He doesn't dare looks at her face.
She reaches up, finger brushing his jaw, without a second thought and hesitation, she leans back to kiss him again. Their lips meet gently at first, cautious and when he responds, the kiss deepens, unspoken feeling unraveling between them.
His hand finds her waist, hers slides into his hair. The kiss lingers, slowly reconciliating them. Neither of them wants to pull away from each other.
She pulls back just enough to whisper into his ear. "I… I wish I could be with you like to forever." She murmurs, voice low. "do you want to… come inside?"
He holds her hand, his forehead leaning against her, whispers softly. "I do."
They step out into the rain, moving toward the warmth of her house, both of them soaking their cloth again.
He sits on the edge on her bed, towel in his hand, wiping his face and rubbing his head. Ava on other hand was drying her hair, slowly striping her dress into her bra and underwear, trying into change into some dry cloth.
He froze for a moment, looking at her curvy body. He knew she had good body but never imagined it to be this great.
She notices him staring at her, yet she didn't say anything, rather she walks toward him, sits on his lap and kisses him, gentle, careful and cautious.
The tension rises up to its peak.
Few minutes passed, lip brushing and tongue teasing each other.
Her hand slowly finds his cock through his mildly wet jean, squeezes it firmly. He gasps at the sensation. Feeling the sensation, he reaches between her legs and rubs her pussy through her panties.
They were feeling it, losing control yet they weren't striped naked.
While one on his hand was rubbing her pussy, his other hand gently pulls down her bra strip, setting one of her breasts free and he licks her breast, sucks her nipple after, savoring her taste.
She gently pushes him on the bed, stands up, unhooks her bra herself, setting both her breast free. She unbuttons and unzips his jean, pulling them down through the feet and down goes his boxer too.
As soon as she removes his boxer, she slides her hand though his legs till she reaches his cock. She takes the tip on his cock, slowly licks his precum before putting it inside her.
Her tongue danced around his cock.
He couldn't resist any longer.
He holds her by the shoulder, pulls her up and flips her over. She removes his remaining cloth, lying underneath him. He pulls her panties down through her leg, gets between her leg and slides his cock into her wet and warm pussy.
With every thrust, she tries her best to hold on little longer, her moan fills the room. Suddenly, she shudders violently, squirts all over his cock.
Without a second delay, he drops down between her legs and licks her pussy, tasting her squirt.
He climbs back on her, letting her taste her own as he thrust into her again, her arm wrapped around his neck and her leg around his waist.
Between kisses, she moans and gasps out.
"I love the way you touch," "I feel so close to you."
Those word pushed him over the edge and he could feel the overwhelming sensation. He immediately pulls his cock out, stands on his knee as she lies on her back, strokes his cock, head leaning forward, her eyes fixed on his face, mesmerized by his expression as he cums on her stomach.
They rest for a brief moment before cleaning themselves.
After sometime, he lies on his back, staring at the while she shifts closer to him. She feels the warmth of his body, gently rests her head on his chest and holds him tightly, in her mind she was conflicted whether she should open up about her past and about Thompson.
"umm… I'm all alone for night," she says, voice low, shaky and unsure. "would mind staying over?"
He nods his head and kisses on her forehead. "Goodnight."
From that moment everything felt different for him- the closeness, the feeling and their relation.