Birds twittered outside the window. Arine tossed aside the blanket and
got up, still yawning as she changed into her day clothes. Judging by
the clouds, it was going to be a wonderfully sunny day agin. She smiled
and whistled, already planning her work in her mind.
After a good breakfast she sat in front of the spinning wheel, humming a
cheerful tune, and took a basket of wool. She tapped her other foot
while working, producing the fine thread at a good pace.
She had done it, hadn't she?
She could remember all of it. Squirming under the sheets in pleasure,
touching every part of Mia in her mind. Dreaming of holding on to Mia's
beautiful shoulders while the dark-eyed girl gently took her.
She grimaced. She had really thought it a good idea at the time. Maybe
it had been. It was not like she would just forget something like that
in an instant. Today, when they went walking, she could laugh and run
with Mia, to feel the real Mia again. The confusion would pass. That she
could enjoy the thought of making love to her just went to show the
deepness of her affection for the girl. What was true was their
friendship and affection, and that was what she wanted to have, not
steamy nights of passion. She sighed in exasperation. She knew she was a
pensive person, but this was ridiculous. She should walk to Falow and
back with a backpack full of rocks, and see if she'd get better sleep
next night without this kind of desire-filled ventures into the depths
of her imagination.
.......
From the sound of the knock she knew it was Mia. Smiling, she opened the
door to the sight of her friend in a beautiful layered white shirt and
brown shorts. Thin bracelets, green and yellow today, jingled on the
girl's wrists as she raised her arms to hug Arine. Arine squeezed her
tightly, producing a delighted squeak of surprise, then released her and
looked into her eyes.
"You've put some sort of spell on me", Arine said accusingly. "I always
knew there was something with you Aéann."
Mia giggled as she set her shoulder bag on the floor. "Damn", she said
mischievously. "It was supposed to be totally unnoticeable. How did you
find out?"
"You wouldn't believe the thoughts I'm getting when I think of you",
Arine told her earnestly.
"Try me", the dark-eyed girl said, her eyes glittering with delight.
"Not a chance", Arine said as she took a sip from the mug she had been
carrying when Mia knocked.
"Hey, that's not fair", Mia exclaimed, then peered into Arine's eyes,
examining them with mock seriousness. Her lips curved into a teasing
smile. "Something naughty?"
Arine choked, splattering tea on the front of her shirt. Coughing, she
set the mug on the table and wiped her mouth. "Idiot", she said, then
grabbed the laughing dark-haired girl around the waist and held her
close to whisper in her ear.
"You had better not try anything of the sort", the said to the giggling
Mia who was vainly trying to free herself, "because if I fall for you, I
won't let you off lightly."
Mia's struggling subsided as she realized she was not going to escape
Arine's grip. "I'll have to be careful then", she said, her eyes shining
merrily, still giggling.
Arine considered tickling the girl till she rolled on the floor begging
for mercy. Instead she loosened her arms from around Mia and picked up
her mug. "Just so whe got that clear." She watched Mia as the girl
started unpacking foods from the shoulder bag, feeling a bit
heavy-hearted.
How would Mia feel if she knew everything Arine had done to her in her
imagination last night? She had never seen her friend sad. Seeing Mia
with tears in her beautiful dark eyes, silently looking at Arine in
hurt, would break her heart. She felt like crying, just imagining Mia so
injured. But she didn't know what Mia would think. This girl was so
special, so kind, that she might just blush fiercely and give a shy but
delighted smile at the intimate compliment.
The thought warmed Arine's mind. It felt like something Mia would do.
Not that she could ever think of telling her. But she felt better, and
Mia's warm presence soothed her. She walked to the workroom, then came
back with a bundle. Mia was packing sandwiches into the basket, laying
them side by side tightly enough to prevent them from moving around.
Arine walked behind her, smiling with anticipation.
"Mia," she said gently. She loved the sound of her name.
The dark-eyed girl turned around with a surprised look, sensing
something in the voice. She looked at Arine's eyes, then noticed the
bundle and gave a sound of delight.
Arine gave her the six rolls of fine thread, soft and reddish brown.
Mia's eyes shone with happiness as she took the rolls and pressed them
to her bosom, laying her cheek on them.
"So soft", she murmured, then looked up at Arine affectionately. "Thank
you."
"My pleasure", Arine said, smiling at the adorable girl. "But if you
even mention paying, I swear I'll throw you into the sea with your
clothes on."
.......
The crashing waves sprayed a fine mist on the girls as they walked on
the shore. Mia twirled the basket in her hands, laughing as the tiny
drops of salt water landed on her cheeks. The sun would dry it off in no
time, and they were planning to go swimming anyway. Arine looked at her
friend walking barefoot in the sand, the water rising to her ankles with
each wave. She felt her worries fade away with the wet breeze, laughing
almost as much as Mia.
Arriving at a point where a sandy path led between and up the hills they
left the waterline, heading for one of their favourite spots. Higher up,
crickets chirped in the patches of grass dotting the sand dunes. Short
vague trails, barely noticeable, of their earlier footprints were still
visible in places. Small pines grew in copses on the hilltops and dunes
along the shore. Inland, larger forests alternated with fields and the
occasional farmhouse. A magnificent view of the ocean opened from a
large grassy dune, with a stand of trees near the top offering shade
from the beating sun. Mia exclaimed in delight at the sight of the cool
shade and darted into a run, her shining white shirt flowing with the
wind. Arine laughed and broke into a run too, determined to reach the
spot before her barefoot friend.
They reached the shade together, Mia panting from running in the sand
with the heavy basket. She set it down and half fell on the soft sand,
wiping sweat from her brow and grinning, then dug a water bottle from
the basket. She took a deep drink and offered the bottle to Arine, who
took it gratefully. After quenching her thirst, Arine set the bottle in
the sand and glanced at her friend. Mia was looking across the dunes to
the blue shimmering ocean with a content smile, her breathing already
slowing to normal. She was becoming as proficient as Arine herself at
gazing into the horizon for minutes on end. Arine smiled fondly and lay
down on the warm sand, watching the pine braches above her gently wave
in the breeze, relaxing every part of her body. After a while, she
turned her eyes back to Mia. To the dark soft hair curling slightly
around her adorable ears. Her slim neck and enticing shoulders, bared by
the thin layered shirt. Her lips that looked as beautiful when she was
serious as when she smiled. Her delicate chin and pretty nose. Her
lovely eyes, such an enchanting deep brown that she would never forget
the time when she first looked into them.
The truth was, she couldn't imagine ever finding somebody that she would
love as much as she loved Mia. How could anyone compare to this
adorable, kind and gentle girl, who cared for Arine just as much she she
did for her?
But that didn't matter right now. She was happy enough to have a friend
like Mia. She felt that last night had been a good idea after all,
because now it didn't feel like some suppressed desire, just a fun
little play of imagination. She blushed. It had been a bit too fun, and
more than a little foolish. But looking at Mia, she didn't feel the same
tension as yesterday, so it must have been for the good. She wanted to
laugh and play with Mia, not kiss her. Seeing her nude again would be
fun, but not too much fun like last time. She chuckled. Besides, she
could want to hug and embrace Mia as much as she wanted. That need not
be confused with romance. She stirred, lifting herself to move closer to
Mia, and laid her head in Mia's lap. The dark-haired girl looked down in
surprise, then gently stroked Arine's yellow hair.
"Do you feel like taking a nap?", she asked Arine.
In the warm comfort of Mia's thighs, feeling the soft caress on her
hair, Arine did.
Mia started singing a soft lullaby. Arine closed her eyes and curled up
her legs, smiling as she relaxed. She had Mia right here and didn't need
anything more. Her hand took a gentle grip on Mia's shorts as she let
the beautiful voice carry her away.
- End of chapter four -
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