Rebel Without a Cause

"Not many." she replied turning red. She was still such an innocent at heart with things like this. "You would have to have time to go out and have fun to have one night stands and fun was never written into my life until recently."

What has gotten into you Christabelle. she asked herself. You are letting a man wheedle his way into your bed. I get it he's cute but come on! You're so much better than doing this. She shook herself from her thoughts. She didn't really want to think. He was giving her what he wanted. She wasn't wanting to think anymore.

"Not at your prime?" she asked curiously. Her face couldn't have possibly turned redder as he tucked her curl back behind her ear. She looked at him smiling.

"See at one point in my life.. these were real abs." He said, suddenly reaching forward and grabbing her wrist, bringing her hand to his abs lightly, so she could touch his stomach and feel the curve of the muscles that refused to disappear, even after being so thin for so long. He grinned at how red her face was, and he knew she must be a mess of internal struggles.

He had met girls like her before, before Naomi there had been plenty. Girls who on a suggestion would follow him to bed. He hadn't even needed to try, they threw themselves at him in a way that had made him laugh. Now he simply wanted to see if he could get this woman who had no experience to follow him. He wasn't sure if he was ready for all this, but he needed to at least try. At least it was a good distraction from his life.

"We have time tonight you know.." he said lightly, his gaze slowly moving to hers, a tiny lop-sided grin on his face.

Christy was looked like a deer caught in headlights as he took her hand and placed it against his abs. She had never seen someone like him who was so cold towards someone one minute and so out right and forth coming the next. He was really throwing her for a loop.

Did she really want to take things as far as he was suggesting? She honestly didn't know. Despite the fact he was offering a decent distraction to everything that had happened did she really want to take things that far.

She looked at him, "Time?" she asked curiously. Was he really trying to get into her pants or was he actually giving her the choice. She saw the lopsided grin on his face and knew where he was trying to go with this. Christy became distinctly aware of how little she truly had on. She was caught in what could very quickly turn into an awkward situation in a pair of extremely short shorts and an tank top.

"Felix..."

Felix watched her reactions with a look of mild curiosity and confusion. He couldn't read her at all. Her emotions must be either all over the chart, or she was really good at hiding them. He waited as she examined him, and then said his name. Immediately he could tell something was wrong, and he let go of her hand, turning his head to the side slightly.

"Christy... listen. I'm a guy who you don't really wanna get caught up with.. we both know that... but I'm not asking you to run away with me for life.." He said slowly, gently reaching forward again to touch her arm, scooting forward another couple of inches just so he was within easy distance of her, without seeming too overbearing.

"Just.. you seem to need a distraction in life.. and you know I certainly do.. it's no harm done if you'd rather not, but you will also have an awesome new story to tell if you'd like to." He said resting his head against the back of the sofa gently, his eyes trained on hers, his hand lightly resting on her shoulder.

"Mein Gott." Christy breathed out biting her lip. Everything he was saying made perfect sense. Everyone needed a distraction. Christy just had to decide if she wanted her distraction to lead to a one night stand. Felix didn't seem to be that bad of a guy despite the things he had done in his past.

She touched her hand to his face. "I just don't want to do anything that would lead me to be just another notch in someone's belt." she said looking at him. She didn't know exactly what it was she wanted but at the same time she wanted to go farther and see where this would go. Hadn't she told him she wanted to know what freedom was like? Wasn't this a part of this so called freedom she wanted to claim?

She leaned forward her lips almost touching his. "But at the same time I don't want to stop whatever this is." she pressed her lips to his softly at first to see how he would respond. If this wasn't what he wanted he would stop her...wouldn't he?

Felix was sort of surprised when she touched his face gently. His eyes went to her face and he smiled slightly, listening to her words. "I remember everyone I meet Christy... and that's not a lie.. you'd never be a notch in my belt... if you'd like we could meet up again in the future.." He said with a small smile, trying to put her at ease.

Suddenly her lips were on his and he couldn't help but smile as he leaned in slightly, kissing her back. This was what he had wanted, but at the same time, he was slightly nervous. She didn't want to be taken advantage of, didn't want to be a notch in his belt, he just hoped he lived long enough to fulfill this promise he was making her. He leaned forward slightly, bringing his hands up to cup her face, kissing her a bit more deeply, his eyes closed as he shifted towards her.

He only hoped she didn't pull away after all this work to get her to this point. If she did, well, that was all well... but he really hoped he'd have something to show for his recuperation away from Naomi, and a push towards the world of being someone else. Moving past Naomi was the first step he had to take.

She knew that there was always the chance that he wouldn't live to see the next week or even the next day. She didn't even know why she was going along with this. It was crazy. This whole thing was crazy...so was trying to make friends with this man who wasn't a good guy to begin with.

She leaned into the kiss, her lips molding to his kissing him back with the same depth as he was kissing her. Her breath caught in her throat as she nibbled on his lip. She was losing herself in the moment and after all that was what they both wanted wasn't it?

She broke away from the kiss and looked at him, "You aren't a good guy are you?" she asked curiously not really seeking an answer.

Felix wasn't sure she really wanted this, in fact he was pretty sure she had simply lost herself in the fact that he was a bad guy, and he was exciting. He was wrapped up in the thought that she wasn't Naomi. He kissed her harder, his hands moving down her shoulders, and slid all the way down to her lower back, pulling her closer to him. She was kissing him deeply, and he let his hands slip just below the edge of her shirt, feeling his fingers come in contact with bare skin.

She pulled away and asked a question, he let the question sink in for a moment before simply smirking and capturing her lips in his again, letting that be his answer. He wasn't a good guy, he wasn't particularly bad anymore, but he wasn't good. He was on the run, he could die, it was most likely he would. But here he was... he was a bad guy, and he was kissing a good girl.

He moved his hands up her back, running them along her bare skin, gently tickling up, her shirt lifting with his hands as he moved towards her bra hook, before falling back down to her lower back, letting her shirt rest there as he let her take in his actions.

As he pulled her closer to him and started kissing her again she could feel a shiver run down her back. It wasn't a bad feeling...it was exciting. She couldn't remember when she had ever felt like this...of course she couldn't remember when she had ever gotten so close to danger like this before either.

She knew as she returned his kisses that she was playing with fire. Fire that could very easily burn her before she knew what had happened. Her blood felt like fire in her veins and as she continued to kiss him moving slowly to his neck she realized she had stopped thinking.

Her last conscious thought of everything that was going on before the feeling of sensation took over was his hands sliding up her back and her shirt sliding up over her stomach. At that point she stopped thinking in general. What would happen would happen and she realized she needed to stop over analyzing what was going on.

Felix woke to sunlight in his eyes.

He was laid out on her bed, the blanket had fallen down to his waist, hiding the fact that he wore nothing underneath it. Felix groaned slightly and put his arm over his eyes, trying to go back to sleep but the sunlight was just too bright and he couldn't fall back asleep. Slowly he moved his arm and sat up, running his hand through his hair, he glanced around the room.

Felix's gaze slowly fell on the woman next to him. She was covered in the blanket and had her back to him, but she looked very peaceful. Felix gently reached over, brushing a strand of hair out of her face before grabbing his wand off the bedside table and summoning his clothes to him.

He pulled his boxers and pants on, but left his shirt off as he stood up and stretched, yawning and groaning before opening the bedroom door and dragging his feet into the living room. He hadn't felt this comfortable in a long time, in fact he hadn't had such a peaceful night sleep in a long time. Not that he had slept much, but it was enough that he actually felt rested.

Heading into the kitchen, Felix pulled down a glass and filled it with water, before leaning against the counter, drinking it slowly as he tried to let his mind adjust to the morning light.