Two Ships

Down the Rabbit Hole

Abigale woke a few hours later. It was the middle of the night. Abigale silently made her way out of bed, careful not to disturb or wake him. She walked quietly to the house in the back room. Her dojo. It was furnished with bamboo mats and cushions. This was where she worked out her daemons and found balance. Abigale changed into loose clothing for this and started working through her forms.

The kata's were second nature. She spent many decades perfecting her technique. She turned on soft low music and gave herself over. Letting the movement and the rhythm work through the emotions filling her. f**k Zane for pulling that stunt. Jesus, what was he thinking? As if his waltzing in declaring his remorse made up for all the rest. The kata's weren't working. Abigale decided Bob, her battle buddy punching dummy, needed some attention. Abigale started working him over, fists flying and kicks being thrown until she was breathless. Sometimes you just need to punch things I guess, she thought to herself.

He slept through the night and well into the morning. Keanu woke and was confused about where he was for a few minutes before the fog cleared out of his mind. Keanu realized he had slept in his jeans, which was funny to him. Keanu laughed. That hasn't happened in a few decades, he thought to himself. Keanu felt energized. He didn't remember the last time he slept so peacefully and deeply. Turns out primal animalistic s*x is the trick to that, he smiled, remembering last night. If this was life with Abigale, he was not immune to it. This jealousy, the pure possessiveness, was new to him. Keanu wasn't a man inspired by that side of love often.

Whatever witchcraft she wove he wanted more. First, he wanted a shower and a shave. He hadn't felt bare skin on his face in some time. The films were going well and he was in between projects. Perhaps it was time. He had gotten used to the beard. As with everything in life, some things change. Perhaps it was time to freshen his look up as well. Opening his eyes further, he realized he had woken up alone. That wasn't expected.

He undressed and started the water, letting the steam fill the room. Keanu brushed his teeth and took care of other needs before stepping under the hot water. Letting the water flow over his body his mind played back scenes of last night. Biting into her flesh, the way Abigale responded to his touch. Keanu's body responded quickly as his c**k grew instantly hard. His hand moved up and down over the shaft slowly at first, then quicker with every image that passed through his mind. The smell of her surrounded him. He moved his massive grip up and down his shaft. Letting himself enjoy this pleasure. He didn't allow himself to finish, driving himself to the brink and stopping before went over. Keanu ran the soap over his body, washing slowly. The shampoo ran through his hair and rinsed down his muscular curves. He wanted out of this shower fast. He wanted her. And as much as his body craved her he wanted so much more. Stepping out of the water, he turned off the shower and moved back to the sink. He wanted to shave for her. Carefully grooming and removing the length of his beard while keeping the precise lines of his goatee, years melted off of his face. He finished and dried off.

Choosing jeans and a black t-shirt he was ready for coffee. An hour had passed, how was that even possible? Abigale wasn't in the room. He went to make coffee but found it to be ready for him. Keanu heard muted noise from a room he hadn't explored yet. Walking towards the sound of music and physical exertion, Keanu saw her. She was a martial artist. This room had been converted into a small dojo. She was working through a kata form he didn't recognize. Keanu stilled himself. He wanted to take this sight in.

A procession of movements she had developed from years of training in multiple styles and techniques. This was hers alone. She had developed it, working alongside many Master's it was developed for her short size and gave benefits to her personal strengths. She let her mind go as her body went through the motions effortlessly. Muscle memory was an amazing thing. Halfway through her routine, she noticed him there, watching her move. He had shaved. Goddess, he looked amazing.

"Good Morning Ke." Abigale finished her form and went over to him and gave him a kiss which he returned.

"Where were you trained?" Keanu was captivated.

"In many places actually. I study several techniques and methods." Abigale hated talking about this part of her life. There were always questions. "Would you like breakfast Ke?" She deflected.

"Breakfast with you sounds pleasant Abi. What are we having? Or we could skip that and I could always just have you." Keanu smiled at her.

"I think we both would benefit from actual food. What's your pleasure?" She went to move towards the kitchen.

"I think morning s*x is always best before a great breakfast Abi. Come here." He pulled her to him then.

Abigale ran her fingers down his face, she wanted to take her time exploring his body. Abigale wanted to kiss every patch of skin, every scar. Kissing slowly, Abigale moved down his chest, kissing him through his shirt. Moving her hands along every muscle, every curve, she felt his muscles tremble at her touch. His hands were on her shoulders moving along her arms. Abigale slowly moved back up his body and pulled him into the bedroom.

Keanu was pushed onto the bed. She undressed him. First pulling off his jeans. She worked her mouth up his legs. Paying attention to the scars she found there. Abigale took her time. Finding some new detail about his skin with every touch exhilarated her. This was a large man. There was so much to learn about him. He wasn't ready to open up internally but Abigale was having success with the external. She moved up past his belt line. Saving the best parts of his body for last. Abigale kissed his stomach, and his sides while she traced his chest with her fingers. Moving across his massive chest, she stopped and nipped around the sensitive skin around his n*****s. The sounds he made drew her in further. Eagerly she moved to his neck. Finding his adam's apple she kissed him gently there.

Her mouth moved softly over his neck. Abigale straddled his chest and best down over him while she kissed the sides of his neck and behind his ears. Abigale felt his fingers wrap around her hips holding her there.

He moved her body up to his mouth and found her sweet spot. Breathing through the fabric she could feel his hot breath on her lips. Her body quivered. He kissed her thighs and he pulled the fabric to the side to gain access to her. Using his mouth and tongue he kissed, licked, and prodded her. Lapping at her c**t he held her in place, she was melting. When she felt him softly suck on her c**t while running his tongue over the sensitive bubble she couldn't hold back the many moans of pleasure freely moving out of her mouth.

Keanu held her there, feasting like a starving man on her nectar. He loved feeling her squirm on his face. Licking her into a frenzy and hearing her breathing catch and quicken exhilarated him. He relished her body responding to him. He gave in to his wants and took her over the edge. He loved the feel of her on his face. The roughness of his beard on her thighs was a fun thought for him. He gently licked her juices and felt her body jump. Her orgasm had her spent and he loosened his hold on her. She moved her body down and he kissed her.

Abigale deepened the kiss. But she wasn't nearly done. Abigale moved down his body. Pulling him free from his clothing she took his hard c**k in her hands and started stroking him. Moving her hands up and down his shaft, watching him close his eyes and suck in his breath drove her on. She tasted him. Moving her tongue in circles over his tip and moving the shaft inside her mouth until she felt him in the back of her throat. She swallowed him thoroughly. Keanu felt her take him in balls deep and move faster up and down on him. The warmth and wetness of her mouth was pure bliss. She was practically French kissing the head and playing with the tip of Keanu's foreskin using her lips and tongue. She started with long, slow licks from top to bottom, then teased a little with her tongue on the head.

Abigale started deepthroating him, licking the base of his c**k with her tongue Keanu was deep inside her mouth. She was moaning and giving him lustful looks from her perch between his legs. Abigale kept touching his abs and chest with one hand, looking at him, playing with his balls gently massaging them. Then, after a few minutes, she slowed down and used her hand with her mouth keeping the pace consistently. She didn't vary the speed or pressure or change hands at all, she just kept going slowly and moaned lightly with every stroke.

Keanu was on the verge of exploding. Abigale worked his shaft with her mouth, moving faster, thrusting him further down her throat until she felt herself gagging. He moved himself off of the bed as he f****d her face with complete abandon. Suffocating her and knowing his c**k filled her mouth was enough to pull the orgasm from him.

Keanu felt himself lose all control and came hard into her mouth. "Jesus Christ! Oh my God. Abigale!" He came so hard his body was trembling.

She kept sucking him until the last drop came out of his body. She let him relax before pulling her mouth slowly off of him. "Feel better?" She asked coyly with an impish grin.

Keanu laughed at that, his body was still jerking a bit. "Yes" was all he could say at that point. "I love your mouth." He smiled at her then and pulled her up to him. He hugged her tightly. "Keep doing that and I'm never going to be able to leave or think straight."

"Don't tempt me." Abigale answered, "I might take you up on that."

Keanu realized she didn't take that lightly. "What would you like to do today Abi?"

Abigale thought about that for a minute. "I want a shower. Breakfast, well, now it's more like lunch and we can have that talk or save it for later and do anything you'd like."

"Good answer. I'm not used to going out as much. I want you to myself today. Can I watch you paint? Or maybe we can read together, something quiet?" Keanu suggested.

"I think we can arrange that. Let me order breakfast. I don't feel like cooking. We have a great crepes place that delivers." She called Paulette's and placed an order, then went to get her shower and hygiene done for the day.

Keanu went for more coffee and left her to her own devices. He grabbed the copy of Hamlet off the shelf and made himself at home at her table. He hadn't bothered with a shirt but jeans seemed like a good thing this lazy morning. They were comfortable. He wanted comfort today.

He didn't expect the door to the house to open and a strange kid to walk in yelling "mom"! He just sat at the table like a deer in the headlight, cup up to his mouth, midway through a sip and he froze.