Scar

*This is not based on the Disney Beauty And The Beast. This is an extension of a scene from the Belle E La Beite play that was performed at the Brooklyn Academy Of Music last year.

*Rated M for mature content.

Scar

It was bound to happen. Despite their short acquaintance, they understood each other. He understood her loneliness; she understood his need for acceptance.

“A scar for a scar”

That was the moment they bonded. Life has not been kind to them.

But it was that first kiss that sealed their fate.

The moment her fingers grazed his cheek was the moment he was lost.

He had wanted to kiss her since the moment they met. He saw his former self, the handsome façade that he once prized, visiting her bed. The night she drank too much of the tea and lay in the guest bedroom, he opened the robe he lent her. As his lips grazed her abdomen, he knew that he could have done with her whatever he wanted. There was no one to stop him. But he couldn’t do it.

She was not a virgin, she lost her virginity to a high school boyfriend that she wanted to forget. She wanted to forget all of them. The father who abandoned her long ago, the previous boyfriends who returned her heart back to her in pieces. The feelings he brought to the surface; the anxiety, the questions if she was as attracted to him as her heart said she was. It had been a very long time since anyone had stirred such feelings in her.

She was in his arms, returning his kiss. He wanted to kiss every inch of her, to love her as she deserved to be loved.

She shucked off the brown trench coat, giving him access to her neck and shoulders. She melted into him as his lips blazed a trail down her neck and shoulders before turning her around again, falling to his knees, licking her breasts and pinching the nipples through the dress.

Pulling him to his feet, she undid the buttons of his shirt.

“You don’t have to” he stopped her.

“I want to see all of you” she kissed him again, continuing to unbutton his shirt.

When she finished with his shirt, she pulled off her dress.

“You’re beautiful”.

“What are you waiting for?”.

They were in each other’s arms once more and somehow made their way to his bed.

It would become a memorable evening that would forever affect the rest of their lives.

 

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