*Author's Note: Listen to the song Body High by Harrison Brome if you want a tune to set the tone for the second half of the chapter.
Also, there is a warning on this chapter for sexual and possibly triggering content.
Maybe if I just close my eyes and think real hard, it'll reverse time and what I just heard will come out sounding like something different.
Ok, now, open. Still here?
Yep.
That definitely just sounded like Ari confessed that he liked me. But I still feel like I couldn't have heard that right.
"You like me?!" Was all I could say to him. This must've been what he was wanting to talk to me about.
He gave me a sincere expression and nodded.
A wide smile spread across my face, but our moment was interrupted by a voice.
"I KNEW SOMETHING WAS UP!" Georgia said excitedly.
"YOU'RE WHAT?!!" Mr. Matthews yelled in astonishment.
"Oh no," Montana said covering her face with her hands. Her exclamation seemed like it was more so in regard to her father rather than finding out her baby brother liked and dated men.
"Oh, Arizona, honey," Mrs. Matthews said covering her face also, but her words were more out of shame.
"Bro," Dakota started saying and getting up from where he sat, "You may want to—"
"Come the fuck again?" Mr. Matthews said in more of an exclamatory tone.
In all my years of knowing this man, I've never once heard him utter a curse word. I was fully aware that he hadn't always been the good guy that stood before me on this day, and it seemed like he was about to revert to his old ways of his youth.
"Honey!" Mrs. Matthews exclaimed, standing up with her husband and putting a trembling hand on his arm to try and calm him.
"No!" He yells, snatching his arm away from his wife, "Arizona, you want to run that statement by me one more time?! The one you made before sounded like it must've been a joke because I know you didn't just say what I think the fuck you just said."
I looked over to Ari and watched as his Adam's Apple bobbed in his throat as he gulped roughly.
"It's no joke, sir," he started saying quietly, "I'm gay. Well, as of recent realization, I may be bisexual. But I've only ever dated men. I'm attracted to guys and have been since the tenth grade when I started dating Charlie," he said timidly as he continued explaining,
"But I recently learned there is something called "homoflexibility" and it may fit me a little better than bisexual even though it's like a subset of it.
Homoflexibility can mean different things for different people but for me it basically means I majority date men but I'm open to the possibility of dating or being intimate with a woman."
Oohh, so that's what that means?
I could see the fear emanating from Ari's body like a foul stench.
I could also see the exasperated and heated fumes steaming from Mr. Matthews like those old cartoons when the steam burst from their ears. Then there was the disappointment coming from Mrs. Matthews as she attempted, but failed, to calm her husband. The rest of the Matthews siblings appeared scared because of their father, however, Dakota, the fearless protector, looked defensive.
I watched as Dakota quickly made his way in between his father and little brother in an attempt to stop anything if it got started. At the same time, I grabbed ahold of Ari to hopefully make a mad dash back to our room if things indeed escalated.
I think this was going just about as well as he was expecting it would, which was a problem.
Mr. Matthews opened his mouth ready to say something else that he would probably at a later date regret, but Dakota stopped him short.
"Dad, maybe you should take a breather outside. In fact, I think everyone should head to their respective rooms and turn in for the night before things are said that aren't meant."
Oh Dakota Matthews, the loving arbitral peacekeeper.
"He's right honey, let's step outside," Mrs. Matthew tells her husband who was still fuming. Mr. Matthews seemed to still have some sense about him because he threw up his arms in frustration and defeat and stormed out the back sliding door that lead to the backyard, Mrs. Matthews hot on his heels.
"Well, that was pretty tense," Montana says as soon as their parents leave.
"I second that," Georgia whispers, still visibly shaken up.
"I'm sorry guys. For both being a disappointment and using this trip to do this. I know that this was supposed to be a happy time for us all. I'm sorry that I lied to you all and ruined the rest of this trip for everyone," Ari says while rubbing the back of his neck and looking down in shame towards his feet.
"Hey, how about we just turn in, yeah? In the morning we can gather in my room to talk a little more," Dakota says hugging his brother tightly.
A sigh of relief escapes Ari as he embraces his older brother and takes a few moments to rest his heavily burdened head on the shoulder of his true protector, and waves goodnight to his sisters.
When he's ready, I loop my arm with Ari's and rest my own head on his shoulder as we walk back to the right side of the mansion-like family home where our bedroom resides.
As soon as we enter, Ari flops himself face first down onto the bed while I stand with my back against the closed door.
I didn't want to be selfish in this moment because I know he's hurting, but I really wanted to talk about what Ari confessed to me and in front of his family.
"Well that went about as well as could be expected," his muffled voice said against the comforter.
"Ari, is that what you wanted to talk to me about earlier today? You realizing that you like me? You're bi now? Er, flexible??"
He laid still for a moment then shifted on the bed so he could turn over and sit up to face me. Despite all that had previously just happened, he was smiling at me with weary eyes.
"Yeah, I am. At least, I think I am. I feel more flexible I guess. What I do know is that I do indeed have feelings for you. And trust me, I was just as confused as you are when I came to the realization," he chuckled, "It was a lot of me trying to deny the romantic thoughts and feelings, and the butterflies in my stomach and chest when I thought of you; kissing you," he trailed off while staring at me.
I still couldn't believe what my ears were burning and telling me they were hearing.
"Are you sure?" Was all I could ask.
The atmosphere and tone in the room was different from before when the two of us were just simply friends lying to his family. My legs were beginning to feel tingly and funny, and a sudden case of vertigo seemed to hit me out of nowhere. My head was starting to feel a little fuzzy and light, but I could still clearly see Ari and when he smiled at me again and stood up. I'm sure he must've noticed when my breath hitched in my throat.
Ari walked over to me and I felt like I was in a trance unable to move my legs and feet from where I stood. Truth is, I didn't want to move from this spot. I wanted him to come closer to me and invade my private bubble.
This wasn't the first time I realized that I felt this way either. There have been various moments in our long tumultuous friendship where I've felt a little spark or a tingle within me, but I ignored it.
I didn't think it was a possibility for me to have these emotions towards him. I just managed to shove those feelings back down inside of me to die because I knew they had no soil to flourish in... until now.
Ari places his hand on the right side of my face and leans his own down towards mine, hovering over my lips.
I stared at his and then glanced up to his hazel irises and noticed how wide his pupils had gotten. I felt the heat of a blush creep to my face because I knew that your pupils dilate when viewing something attractive or pleasurable.
The next thing I knew, my eyes were fluttering closed and lips slightly quivering as they waited in surprise anticipation.
His lips gently pushed into mine and it wasn't long before they began molding with my own. It was such a comforting, innocent, and sweet kiss. This kiss was different from all the other ones we shared. The others were ones we shared as a part of a lie, but this one...this one we shared as an unspoken truth.
We liked each other.
"I'm more than one hundred percent positive that I like you Nova. Don't ask me why. I don't need a reason to like you; I just do," Ari says just above a whisper against my lips when he pulls back.
"That's fine with me because I like you too," I say smiling and wrapping my right hand around the back of his neck and pulling his mouth back towards mine.
While the first kiss was a bit more gentle, calm, and pure, this one was a little more understood, rough, and full of lust. We had both just faced one of our fears and expressed our mutual liking for the other. Now that the preliminaries and uncertainties were out of the way, I think we both knew what we wanted.
I could feel as Ari slowly ran his tongue against the bottom of my Dragon Fruit glossed lip as if to knock on the doors of my mouth asking to be let inside. I happily greeted him, parting my lips, allowing entrance. Ari wrapped his left arm around my waist, gripping me tighter and pulling me closer to him to deepen our kiss and continue the waltz of our tongues.
A few seconds later he ejected his tongue from my mouth and pulled back, letting us both catch our respective breath while he rested his forehead against mine. We were both now riding a high that we didn't want to come down from, and our bodies operating on autopilot.
Ari swept his arms under my legs and hoisted me up, causing me to wrap my legs around his torso for stability as I started placing little kisses on the side of his smooth face, as he carried me over to the bed and laid me down.
He began kissing and playfully nibbling down my neck, making me laugh.
Hearing the excited happy sounds leave from my lips, Ari headed back to them and continued to kiss me without regret.
Soon enough I started to detect his own excitement through his thick cotton Nike joggers. I wanted to test his limits a little and began rubbing my inner thigh up against his growing boner, causing it to only to get harder from the contact and friction, forcing Ari to moan to relieve some of the tension.
I smile against his lips upon hearing him and softly bite and tug on his bottom lip, continuing to slowly grind against him. The sultry movements cause him to moan a little more and me to start feeling the heat rise in me and the wetness to form between my thighs.
It had been a little while since I had last had sex and my body felt like it was ready to begin screaming and begging for him.
Ari suddenly pulls away from me and stands up, looking down at me with nothing but desire displayed in his usually hazel eyes.
"Damn Nova," he says breathing hard, "I really don't want this to sound as harsh as it's about to, but I want to fuck you so bad right now."
Never thought I'd hear that one ever in my lifetime coming from Arizona Matthews. It honestly had me a bit worried for a second. Is he sure he wants to do that? Is he even ready for that? Kissing is one thing, dry humping another, but actually doing the deed, much less doing the deed when you've never had sex with a girl, was a whole other level.
I couldn't help but ask, "Are you sure?"
He looks at me with adoration, "I know why you're asking me that. You're not just any girl Nova. You're the first girl I've ever liked and wanted to be intimate with. I find comfort, strength, trust, and care in you and know I can rely on you.
I know you're worried for me because I've only ever had sex with guys and didn't even know that I wanted to experience a woman till recently, but that's not important to me in this moment. I am attracted to you and your body. And if you're willing to work with me and teach me what you do and don't like, then I'm one thousand percent sure I want to fuck you right now."
Was I drooling? Because I feel like I should be drooling at this moment. Pretty sure if not my mouth, then a different part of me is drooling right now.
I could only nod my head and say, "Then fuck me."
"BRB," he says opening and running out the bedroom door.
"B? BRB?" I say out loud, confused.
I lay back down on the bed starting to get frustrated and thinking wild thoughts of how this was about to play out.
Was he going to enjoy being with a girl? Was he going to enjoy being with me? Is this a one-time only thing? Were we going to be noisy?
Crap! The sounds! His siblings!
Seven minutes later Ari comes rushing back grinning with a couple of condoms and lube in his hands.
I laugh at him and sit up at the end of the bed with my legs partially hanging over the edge.
"Ari, wait. What about your siblings?"
"What about them?" He says setting the stuff down on the bed next to me and trapping me with both his arms on either side of me, kissing my neck excitedly.
"Should we sneak down to the apartment? Didn't you say that none of you guys ever wanted to hear the other having sex, so the apartment was where you did it instead?"
He stands back away from me and chuckles as he walks over to the solid bedroom door to close and lock it.
"I don't give three fucks right now who hears me fucking you. If I eventually have you making so much sound that the whole damn house hears, I still wouldn't give those three fucks."
That was all the answer I needed. I laugh at his abrasive confidence and say, "Well alrighty then. No fucks given. Noted."
"Now, where were we?" He says coming back over to me and swiftly pulling me by the legs towards him, tugging at my pants to get them off while I'm simultaneously trying to pull his joggers down.
We finally get each other's pants removed and begin working on getting each other's shirts off.
I'm able to remove his first and I'm greeted with the reminder of how amazing Arizona's athletic body is. He's not fiercely tone, but a collective of years playing football and basketball, running drills and laps, doing chin-ups, scrunches, and sit-ups, has given him the perfect healthy physique.
I lightly run my long fingers over the beautifully designed and inked black and white portrait tattoo of his old friend Cam on the side of his torso.
The artistic memory of her etched into his skin served as a reminder of how difficult the decision he just made with his family was.
I'm proud of him.
I was also suddenly reminded of the memory of just yesterday when I witnessed Ari's naked wet figure at the lodge hotel when he had just finished up a shower. I could feel myself becoming aroused and stiff at the thought making me subconsciously bite the right corner of my bottom lip.
Ari watches me as I do this and I hear his heavy sigh and he dives in for another kiss, tugging and sucking on my bottom lip for me. I run my hands over the definitions of his chest and allow one hand to glide down his v-line through his "happy trail", to the top of his dark blue boxer briefs, and inside; his boxers pulling down part of the way because of the angle of my hand inside.
My hand ventures down his hardened broadened length and my index finger lightly brushes over his tip, sending him into a minor frenzy while his tongue is exploring my mouth again.
I start slowly messaging and stroking him as his breathing becomes heavier and more shallow, enticing me pick up the pace a little. Feeling my hand become a little slick as it strokes makes me become even more excited.
"I want you," I breathed heavily against his lips.
"You've got me," he responded huskily.
I remove my hand from his boxers and proceed to pull them down to be face to face with his dick.
"Well, hello again," I say, making us both laugh.
Ari starts removing my coral and teal PINK boyshorts with ease. Once they reach my ankles, I kick them off behind him and sit up part of the way resting on my elbows, letting my legs dangle over the edge of the bed.
I observe him as his eyes take me in from head to toe, but especially lingering over my most sacred area.
Wait, has he ever seen a naked female??? Or at least, partially naked. I really want to ask him, but don't want to ruin the moment. I really hope he's not intimidated right now.
"You know, I've watched straight porn before, seen movies in general, and you know, took sex ed in high school, so I've seen naked female bodies in all different sizes, shades, and hair preferences before, but I don't think any of that prepared me for how beautifully made you are," he says leaning over and kissing my slightly pudged stomach.
I couldn't help but beam. He really was a charming silver-tongue.
"No regrets?"
"No fuckin' regrets," he says pulling me up to him to kiss me roughly. I was so close to him that I could feel his dick rubbing against the crevice of my inner thigh, making my imagination run wild and my mind go haywire.
We briefly stop kissing so he can reach over for one of the condoms sitting next to me to put on. I'm already pretty wet by this point, so the lube may not even be needed.
I lie back down on the bed with my eyes closed and smile as I feel Ari grip the backs of my legs and pull me forward again.
"Uh, Nov?" I hear him say.
Oh no. What happened? He's not having sudden performance issues, is he? Did he go limp?! Fuck! Did the realization of what was about to happen make him go limp?!
"Yeeaahh??" I say with uncertainty and opening my eyes.
"Don't worry," he says laughing at the look on my face, "I know which hole to put it in," I laugh at his goofiness and prompt him to continue speaking, "Um. I don't know if you'd be open to it, but since this is my first time with a girl, and don't worry, I want to "tear that pussy up" as most hetero males say," I really laugh at this, "but, just for comfort sakes and making sure this is enjoyable for us both; would you be open to anal?"
Oop. That's what he was beating around the bush for??
I sit there for a few seconds thinking about what he just asked. I've never had anal sex before, so it would be a first for me as well.
"You wanna "hit it from the back"??" I ask giggling at my slang reference.
Ari laughs as well, which seems to kind of relax him a bit.
"Yeah, I wanna "hit it from the back". It's just that, it's what I'm used to. I mean, an ass is an ass. Doesn't matter if it's a male ass or a female one."
"Well, I've never had anal before, but I'm willing to experience it if it means you being comfortable and knowing how to make my knees buckle still," I say giving him a sly look.
He grins at me and nods, grabbing the lube from off the bed and applying a generous, but not excessive, amount to himself.
I flip over onto my belly and look back at him, watching him positioning himself, and my curiosity piquing.
"I ever tell you that you've got a gorgeous ass? It looks so plush!"
I laugh at him, "Feel free to squeeze and grip it as you go."
"Fuck," I hear him whisper to himself.
Noted. Arizona is an ass type of man.
"Speaking of firsts," I start saying to him, "what's your take on fingering?"
I'm so glad that the both of us have known each other for so long now. We've both had sex-oriented conversations about our S.O.s and the type of things we've done, so I'm glad I can feel cool, calm, and collected while asking him these types of questions.
"You want me to finger you? While "hittin' it from the back"?"
All I do is grin at him and shrug.
"Of course, I end up liking the secretly kinky girl," he says joking.
"It's always the quiet types," I say joking right back.
"I've of course never fingered a girl, but I want to do whatever I can to give you pleasure."
"Don't worry, I'll let you touch and explore on your own for a bit, then I'll guide you."
He nods and I nod, giving him my consent to continue.
He grabs ahold of my legs and spreads them a little further, also spreading my ass as well.
I start to feel as he is beginning to penetrate me, and my muscles involuntarily clench at the pain and mere fact that something is trying to go in rather than come out.
"Nova, I promise I've got you. I'm not gonna cause you unnecessary pain. It's gonna hurt some at first but try to relax. Your muscles have to be relaxed. I hate to say it, but just imagine you're going to the bathroom."
Him saying this causes us both to laugh hard, and me to relax enough to feel him gliding in further. I wince and hiss at the pain of my ass expanding, but soon forget about it once he begins rhythmically pushing in and out, and slowly messaging and gripping my thighs causing me to moan loudly.
I've always been a thigh girl.
Once Ari detected that I was ok, he began moving a little faster and rougher, making us both moan and my knees to buckle a little. I can feel as fluids begin running down my leg and I grip the sheets.
This wasn't so bad.
Soon after, I felt his left hand move from my thigh and venture inwards.
I see he was ready to play 'Arizona the Explorer'.
I feel as he lightly lets his fingers touch me in different areas, and gently plays with different parts that intrigue him; running his thumb in a circular motion over my clit.
I figure it's time to help him a little so I take my own hand and begin to guide him a bit while telling him which parts are which, and which ones feel the best when applied pressure or just simply lightly touching them. I let him know what I like and what drives me over the edge and how I enjoyed the insertion of fingers. A few minutes in and he seemed to understand, so I let him go wild.
A few pointers here and there, and it didn't take him long till he found a rhythm and my favorite, most sensitive spot. Soon enough, my legs started to spasm and my muscles contracted and tightened from both ends, and his fingers proceed to get covered and coated.
I especially couldn't help it when I moaned and yelled out, "FUCK, ARI!"
Literally.