Igniting Her Passion

by Lainey Fox

  “It was the funniest thing. He’s such a moron, he was blowing on his hands for a solid fifteen minutes,” Dan explained, blowing on his own hands in demonstration.

  Crystal laughed politely at the story. She hadn’t heard much of it as she was distracted. Being sandwiched between Dan and Vance reminded her of the first time they’d all hooked up together. It was also the last time they’d all been together. She wondered why it had been so long. Did Dan really have feelings for her? And was that ruining their relationship?

  “Let’s watch a movie to pass the time before the party,” Vance said.

  “Good idea,” Dan responded.

  They reached the house and Crystal walked up the steps first. She sensed their eyes on her back, but said nothing. Once inside the trio plopped down on the couch. Crystal was once again in the middle, squeezed between the two firefighters. She flipped through the channels for a few minutes before settling on a cheesy comedy that was at least 20 years old.

  “Ugh, this one? Seriously?” Vance asked. “I feel like my eyes are going to fall out of my head.”

  Dan wrapped his arm around Crystal and punched Vance lightly in the shoulder.

  “Ladies choice, sucker,” he said.

  Instead of recoiling, Dan left his arm there. Crystal settled into the crook of his shoulder. Vance placed a warm hand on her knee, rubbing it gently.

  They watched the movie, offering a few muffled laughs as it went on. Once the credits rolled Crystal realized the sun was starting to set.

  “We should go soon,” Vance said.

  “Yeah we should,” Crystal responded. No one made a move.

  Crystal was monitoring her breathing, making sure she didn’t disrupt the gentle dichotomy of Dan and Vance’s hand placement. She dared a look at Dan, who avoided her eyes. Vance continued to rub up and down her thigh.

  “Are you going to get dressed?” Dan asked.

  “Yeah, totally,” she said.

  She felt like he was being awkward, but didn’t feel like confronting him about it. Instead, she stood up and disappeared upstairs. Since it was a warehouse party, she decided to wear something slightly grunge. She chose a grey dress that reached down to her knees. She wore a pair of small black boots and tied her hair up in a knot. Before exiting her room, she grabbed her leather jacket and walked back downstairs.

  “Nice,” Vance said.

  “You look great,” Dan chimed in.

  7

  They walked out of the house and into the chilled night. The temperature had dropped significantly since they’d last been outside. Crystal didn’t mind the cold that much. She knew she was just going to get drunk in a few minutes, and then she would feel warm all over. It was a few minutes walk to the warehouse. The houses they passed were decorated with brightly lit pumpkins and tinsel. There were witches and ghosts hanging from the trees. Occasionally Crystal felt her heart jump into her throat when she saw a fake ghoul hiding on someone’s porch.

  “I’ve never been to a warehouse party before,” Crystal said.

  Vance and Dan had been talking at first, but they quickly lapsed into a moment of silence. Crystal wanted to mend the growing rift between them. She wasn’t even sure why it was there, only that she could sense it and it was uncomfortable.

  “Really?” Vance asked. “I would have thought you’d been to plenty of those in college.”

  “Nope. The school I went to had a pretty dry campus, and people weren’t really into partying. I’m excited, though. It sounds like it’s going to be really cool.”

  “I wonder who did the decorations this year,” Dan added. “If done right, the warehouse looks insane when you get inside. Last year it was full of old mattresses covered in other people’s quilts and there were Christmas lights dangling from all over the ceiling.”

  “How does anyone find any privacy in there?” Crystal asked without thinking.

  Dan and Vance exchanged looks before laughing.

  “I don’t think it’s that weird a question,” she mumbled.

  Dan looped his hand through one of her arms, and Vance took the other.

  “Of course it’s not weird, princess. I mean people do sleep together often at these things. There are beds all over the building, for crying out loud,” Dan said.

  “Yeah, what Dan said. I mean if you’re feeling especially frisky, we could just head back to your place,” he joked.

  “No way,” Crystal said. “I want to check out the decorations. This is all Dan’s fault ‘cause now I’m really into the idea of a warehouse party.”

  Dan laughed and tugged at her arm slightly. She wondered what they looked like, walking down the sidewalk arm in arm like that. There were a few other couples milling about, some of the women stumbling in their high heels. They seemed to be gravitating towards the party that was just down the street. As they got closer Crystal heard the party before she saw it.

  There was loud house music blaring from speakers. As they approached the building, she saw it appeared to be decaying from the outside. There were random office buildings built around the warehouse. She wondered why they hadn’t torn it down yet. It was old and out of place. Whatever the reason, she was glad it was still standing so she could see what this party was all about. Inside the warehouse, she saw rainbow lights flashing on and off. Each floor was shrouded in a different color. The very last floor was bright blue. Thin white curtains blew in and out of the house as if controlled by an internal breeze. As the trio approached the front door, which was broken off its hinges, they noticed a disco ball hanging from the ceiling.

  “This is incredible,” Crystal said. She walked slowly around the first floor, weaving her way through the crowd.

  “I’m going to get us drinks,” Vance said.

  “Okay, meet us near the disco ball,” Crystal responded.

  Dan, however, had a different idea. Without saying a word, he took her hand and they made their way to the opposite side of the room. She didn’t ask where she was going, and she didn’t tell Dan to stop. In fact, she said nothing at all. She was more curious about why he was dragging her away than what might happen if Vance realized they were gone.

  They entered into a larger room that was covered in enormous tie-dyed sheets. Crystal slowed down. Still holding Dan’s hand, she dragged him towards the sheets, curious what they were hiding. Pulling back one of the sheets she found an empty bed. Crystal moved down the row and each one she pushed aside revealed another bed. Some of them were empty, others weren’t. No one seemed to mind that she was invading their privacy. A few of the beds contained people snorting lines, or smoking up.

  The room smelled sweet and smoky. The lights at the top were light pink. They swiveled around, casting their pink light on random curtains and beds.

  Dan and Crystal were standing in the middle of the floor, unsure of whether or not to travel further into the warehouse. Crystal turned to head back but she walked right into Dan who had moved behind her. He looked down at her and tilted her chin towards him. She felt paralyzed in that moment, completely enraptured by his touch, the look in his eyes. He looked from one of her eyes to the other, making her feel like he was keeping her frozen in place with only his stare. When she thought she couldn’t take it anymore, he leaned his face down and kissed her. The kiss only lasted a few seconds, but to Crystal it felt like it could have lasted a lifetime. She felt her neck lush, and her knees became jelly. When he pulled away she tried to pull him back. He just shook his head and began to walk out of the room. She followed silently, wondering what had just happened.

  Things were always ten times more dramatic with Dan than they were with Vance. It was annoying that she was being led around like a sheep but she saw no other way out of it. If she was going to be near Dan, she would have to put up with his weird rules and strange tendencies. As they made their way back in the blue room, they saw Vance talking to a girl by the bar. She was wearing green pixie wings and her hair was a short, brown bob. When she turned around, Crystal saw she
had glitter all around her eyes. She was beautiful. Dan stopped walking and stood in the middle of the room. He and Crystal watched as Vance leaned into the pixie girl and whispered something in her ear.

  Without warning, Dan turned and practically ran out of the room. Crystal had no choice but to follow him. She didn’t care about Vance and that pixie girl. She thought she would have felt the slightest bit jealous of Vance chatting with another woman, but she didn’t; all she felt was fear. Fear for Dan, fear that he was somehow not okay. Part of her wished she was wearing pixie wings. Maybe the magic of the music and the drugs that surrounded her would allow her wings to beat and she could fly to where Dan had gone. She didn’t find him in the pink room. The room after that was small and green. There were cardboard cutouts of trees planted firmly in the ground, small green acorn bulbs hanging off of their branches. In between the trees she saw couples kissing, and the occasional person masturbating by himself. She finally found Dan at the far end of the room. He had acquired a glass of alcohol and was drinking it slowly. She walked quietly so as not to disturb him.

  “Hey,” she said.

  “Hey back,” he said.

  “Was that your ex?” she asked.

  “Hmm,” he said, nursing his drink.

  She took this as a confirmation and decided not to push the subject further. She walked up to him and took the glass out of his hand, placing it at the base of the fake tree. She took his head into her hands and kissed him hard.

  Dan wasn’t sure what to do with his hands at first, so he placed them on her backside. Crystal was like a grenade ready to go off at any second. He felt if he touched any part of her incorrectly, she would disappear forever, taking his life with her. She smelled faintly of alcohol but she wasn’t drunk. He was thankful for that. He liked to know that the kiss she had pressed upon him was not a drunken mistake.

  Crystal took charge by unbuttoning his shirt, then his pants. She let her hands run all over his chest. He leaned his head back onto the fake tree, trying to find some sanity in the situation unfolding before him. Finding he was unable to properly grasp reality, he gave himself to Crystal. He didn’t even bat an eyelash when she unbuttoned his pants. She lowered herself to her knees, tugging his pants slowly off with her hands. She kissed his thighs and bit at his knees. He ran his hands through his hair, shivering all over. The mixture of sadness and lust was almost too much for him to bear.

  “What had Sierra been doing here?” He thought, the image of her in her Pixie costume racing through is mind.

  They’d been broken up for almost a year, but even the sight of her still made him cringe.

  “And why was Vance talking to her?” He continued in his internal monologue.

  Vance knew how Dan felt, and how angry it made him to think of Sierra with anyone else. He tried to think of an answer to these issues but found he couldn’t, for Crystal had begun to lick the crown of his cock. All his stress melted into her mouth. She sucked quickly, letting her tongue run all over his shaft. She reminded him of a snake with the way her tongue slithered up and down. She cupped his balls, pushing him into the fake tree. He steadied himself, his breathing coming hard and fast. She sucked slowly, using her tongue to move his dick up and down in her mouth. He groaned loudly before placing a hand over his mouth.

  Dan knew with his inner turmoil that it was going to take a while for him to finish, so he coaxed Crystal to stand up.

  “Turn around,” he growled.

  She did as she was told, bracing herself against the wall. He lifted her dress up over her thighs and pulled her flimsy panties to the side. With a single quick motion Dan inserted himself inside of her. She cried out softly, pushing her ass against his thrusting hips. He grasped her breasts, pawing at the soft mounds of flesh, and pushed hard inside of her. He was silently thankful that she had worn her hair in a bun. It made it easier to kiss and bite at her neck. The speakers spilled music onto the floor, and Crystal was wrapped up in the emotion they elicited. From a few feet away, they heard familiar voices.

  Dan began to move slower inside her, praying that the voices wouldn’t draw any nearer. Thankfully they stopped a few trees away. Dan and Crystal were concealed from the view of the owners of the voices. Dan quickly recognized it was Sierra and Vance. They were talking in between loud kisses.

  “I still don’t understand why she cares,” Sierra was saying.

  “That’s the thing, I don’t think he does,” Vance said.

  Dan could only guess what they were talking about. Part of him wanted to tear a hole in the wall and run off into the night. He wanted to escape, run away from his feelings. Instead, he turned Crystal around so she was facing him. He lifted her up and pressed himself back inside her. She took his head in her hands and looked deep into his eyes. She wanted to let him know that everything was okay even though Vance and Sierra were nearby.

  “What do you mean?” Sierra asked Vance.

  “I think he’s into this girl we’ve been hanging out with,” Vance responded.

  “You guys are best friends, you’d have thought he would have told you by now.”

  “I know but the thing is I don’t think he’s realized it yet,” Vance sighed. “I can tell, though. I mean it’s so obvious to me. It’s the way he looks at her, or past her. Do you know what I mean?”

  Sierra giggled at Vance. Dan and Crystal heard the familiar unzipping of a fly. Dan avoided looking at Crystal. He knew his face must have been bright red. The lights cast a green glow on everything, and Crystal couldn’t see the tell tale flush. She could, however, feel his heart rate elevating. The sex suddenly became surreal, primal, charged with passion. Crystal coaxed Dan’s face towards hers and kissed him. She then tugged him closer towards him, her silent way of begging him to go harder. He thrust against her, making sure she didn’t bang her head against the wall. He cupped one hand around her neck and she let one of her legs drop down to support her. When he was about to cum, she kissed him to make sure he wasn’t loud.

  Vance and Sierra had stopped talking. Crystal could hear them making quiet sounds, sucking and sharing saliva. It disgusted her to think about them together. She wasn’t angry at Vance, but she disliked the way he talked about Dan. He acted as if he’d never had feelings for another person. When Dan pulled out of Crystal, he turned around to pull his pants up. She placed a hand on his shoulder and leaned up to his ear.

  “Hey,” she whispered. “Don’t leave without me.”

  His eyes widened but he didn’t turn around. He recoiled from her touch as he found it was almost too much to bear. That should have been the point where he said something to her. To tell her how he felt. But he didn’t. Instead, he waited patiently as she tugged her dress back down. He slicked his hair back with his hands, making sure that he did not look too dirty. He buttoned his shirt back up and stared at the fake tree. He thought again of barging out of the room. This time he would take Crystal with him. They would run away from this strange life he’d build around himself. Maybe they could go to a different town where no one knew their names.

  “Where to now?” she hissed at him.

  “I have a good idea,” he said. “Do you want to meet some of my other firefighter friends?”

  “Hell yeah,” Crystal said.

  They smiled at each other, each reading the other’s thoughts. Though Dan and Crystal had feelings for each other, they knew they couldn’t be sexually explicit just yet. She was still turned on, the wetness dripping between her legs. The thought of meeting other people like Dan made her heart run faster. There was a chance Vance would show up to a gathering of his coworkers, but Crystal didn’t care as long as she was there with Dan.

  Dan reached into the pocket of his jeans and produced a studded collar.

  “If I’m going to introduce you to my friends, they’ve got to know that you’re my pet. Is that alright with you?”

  Crystal gasped, the tingling in between her legs nearly sending her careening to the floor.

  “Yes,” s
he said breathlessly.

  It was the first time Dan had called her his. She would have done anything for him. He leaned towards her and latched the collar around her neck. There was a small loop in the front that was meant to have a chain attached to it. She assumed he would take care of that later. For now, he had other plans. All thoughts and feeling Dan had for of Sierra melted away. He was going to show Crystal a new world, his world. He cock returned to strength just thinking about it. As they walked out of the room, they passed by Vance and Sierra. Vance glanced up for a few seconds.

  “Where are you guys going?” Vance asked.

  “We’re going to the academy,” Dan said breezily.

  “Oh, count me in,” Vance responded. He took Sierra by the hand and led her out of the room.

  Crystal followed Dan through the brightly colored rooms of the warehouse, lacing her fingers in his. She was preparing herself for whatever sexual adventure he was taking her on. As long as she was his, nothing else mattered. She had seen that wild look in Dan’s eye, and the same appeared in Vance’s eyes a few seconds ago. The night was still young, and there was a lot more fun in store for all of them. Crystal toyed with the collar around her neck, feeling a tickle in her clit. She was ready to be his.