Apocalypsis 02 - Warpaint

time.”
    “Are you making up some lame excuse of me catching a cold so that I’ll take off my clothes? Because that is so not going to happen here.”
    “No, dat’s not my reason. I’m chust trying to help you. I think maybe you can be naked and den haff dry clothes. Dat’s a good idea for me.” He shrugged. “But if you are afraid for me to see your body, I understand. Lots of American girlss are afraid of dare naked bodies.”
    I put my hands on my hips. “I’m not afraid of my naked body, stupid. I have a nice body, for your information. I just don’t plan on sharing it with you, is all.”
    “Well, I guess I will have to take your word for dat. About the nice body part. I wass thinking dat you were worried about your big butt, but maybe not.”
    “Big … ? Did you just say I have a big butt?” I sputtered.
    “No. I don’t think I said dat. I think you said dat when we were riding da bikes. Remember? You choosed da big butt seat all dose times. So you haff a big butt, according to you .”
    “I do not have a big butt, Bodo. I have a butt that is in proportion to the rest of me.”
    “Okay, if you say so. I will not be able to agree since I can’t see it, really.”
    My anger at him was starting to melt away, being replaced by something else entirely. I couldn’t figure out how it was that he was able to turn a conversation about my fat ass around into something that was getting me all butterfly-ey inside.
    “Shut up, Bodo. I’m turning on the water now.”
    “You are turning me on right now, and dat’s a fact.” He chuckled at his own joke, looking down towards his waist.
    My heart felt like it had jumped into my throat and my stomach burned with excitement. I said the first thing that jumped into my head.
    “You’re turned on by girls with big butts?”
    “Probably. I think maybe you must haff da perfect body, of all da girls in the whole world. But I cannot be sure until I see it.”
    I snorted. “As if,” refusing to look down at what I knew was there in front of me. I focused on his shoulder instead.
    “Please,” he nearly begged, all joking suddenly gone from his voice. “Let me see, Bryn.”
    I shouldn’t have looked at him, but I couldn’t help it. He was staring at me, his whole body right there on display. Just a quick glance down confirmed he was seriously and very obviously turned on.
    “Oh, shit,” I said, softly. I hadn’t actually had sex with anyone before, but looking at his parts now, and comparing them to my parts, I realized that I had no idea how the mechanics could possibly work. All I could think about was how painful it would probably be to actually be with him. For some reason, though, that thought didn’t make me want to run. It made me want to stay.
    “Please?” He walked closer.
    I just stood there, with my hand frozen on the clip affixed to the hose, unable to speak. He was close now, reaching out with his good hand, touching the edge of my pants. He tugged on them gently.
    “Take dese off.”
    “No,” I whispered. There was absolutely no disagreement to my refusal, though, and he knew it.
    His fingers undid the button at my waist and then the zipper.
    “Stop,” I said weakly.
    “Make me.” He said in a dangerously low voice. “You know dat you can.”
    I did nothing. I couldn’t. I didn’t want to.
    He put his hand under my shirt, pushing the edge of it up slowly. I could feel his cool fingers on my flushed skin. They tickled and burned at the same time.
    I got so freaked out as his fingers went higher and higher, that my hand accidentally squeezed the clip, sending a shower of cold water down on our heads.
    “Aahhh!” I squealed, jumping back and severing our connection, automatically releasing the clip and putting it back in place to stop the water flow. “Holy crap, that’s cold!”
    Bodo just stood there, his face dripping, a smile dawning across his face. “You are a very funny girl dare, Bryn. Always with da tricks.” He blew the water from his mouth, sending a spray out in front of him. He couldn’t have looked more adorable with the moisture dripping down off his face, shaking it from his head like a dog.
    I smiled back, feeling incredibly embarrassed about what we had almost just done and grateful that some part of my brain had stopped me before I had gone too far. “It wasn’t a trick, I swear. It was more of a … spasm.”
    “Ah,” he said, smiling broader. “So you like da idea of being naked with Bodo. Come