The Old Grove, Meeting Place, England (1762)
Clear blue skies greeted the newly awakened Alain Remington as he pulled himself out of bed to start his morning routine. He had not stopped thinking about his encounters with the fair lass Noreen McCray. She'd been the only constant pleasant thing his days had seen in a long while even the seemingly ongoing rain did little to put a damper on his mood since his meeting her. His cousins had come into town and made themselves at home, which had been all the more of a reason for him to get out of bed before they started calling the family down to breakfast. Alain wasn't in the least interested in eating nor had he wished to endure his impish cousin's snide remarks and false sense of elegance when he could be elsewhere. It seemed Casimir had gotten the same idea and headed for the brothel before the sun came up.
Alain decided to forgo his art supplies with the wetness being left behind from the constant raining. For the first time since he had met Noreen, he wondered if she would even show up or stick around now that they no longer had the convenient excuse of painting to keep them around each other. It was stranger this day to venture toward the grove as it had been the first day he attempted to seek her out following their initial encounter. They were not privy to the goings-ons of each other for weeks due to the rain and there was little to no communication between them outside of their meeting spot.
Each time it had been mere chance that had driven them both to seek one another in the same place where they met. And each time it felt as if there was a measure of desperation on their part to do so.
Alain arrived at the old grove and much to his seemingly ever lasting disappointment that Noreen had not been there. He decided he'd wait around and get a feel for the place after being gone for so long amid the changes in weather. He found himself delighted in a sense to note that Naureen seemed to have been thinking along the same lines and showed her lovely face at the grove as well.
Her smile could light up the darkest of nights as he took notice of it while she rushed toward him mindful of the puddles and splashing about in bliss as she raced toward him. He knew not the proper way to showcase his enjoyment at having her return to him other than to race toward her as well. His mind had given him many a scenario as to how this moment would play out and nothing could compare to the sheer bliss he felt when she leapt into his arms and he pulled her close to him.
They seemingly lost their footing and ended up taking a tumble to the ground ruining Alain's suit with mud and splashes of loose water but he cared nothing about it so long as Noreen had been well and in his very arms as he had so longed her to be during his absence.
"I've missed you." she said smiling down at him as her body towered above his.
Her mischievous locks fell to her shoulders as she seemed to be lost in thought for a moment. It was clear she seemed to have ideas on how this reunion of sorts would go as well once the rain ceased.
"Not as much as I've missed you." Alain dared to interject.
Noreen seemed delighted to hear those words as she giggled a bit while once more staring down into his hazel eyes. This was her charming artist whom she dreamt of for so many long and torturous nights when she'd been unable to venture to the grove and see him in person.
Alain could hardly keep track of the moments as his heart beat wildly in his chest and his breathing became shallow. For the time being it was as if the whole world stood still was Naureen pressed her lips into his for the very first time.
The kiss had been something that plagued Alain's mind ever since he met her. He had not been experienced with kissing a Lass such as her, let alone in an intimate setting. For weeks he dreaded what it would be like to have his first kiss and if he'd been capable of even pleasing any woman when the time came.
Now here he was enjoying the rather spirited kiss from the young woman whom had captivated him from the moment they met. It was strange, she'd been on top of him with his back pressed against the cold and muddy earth no doubt causing his attire to become filthy and yet all he could feel was the softness of her skin and the heat from their bodies being pressed together.
The heat from their mutual contact only seemed to spur them on all the more as the intensity increased and Alain felt himself beginning to stir beneath his trousers. Noreen wasn't in the least a conventional young woman and it seemed to make what they were doing all the more intriguing as she had been the one to initiate their first kiss and the heated series of kisses afterward.
As if on instinct, Alain gripped Noreen via her well shaped waistline and continued to kiss her all over her neck and body adhering to the heat that continued to build between them. If she didn't stop him right then and there their first kiss would have translated into another first for him as he found himself much too excited to hold on to the any semblance of propriety.
"I'm impressed." she said smiling down at him. "Was that our first kiss?"
Alain smirked at her for a few moments before regaining his composure.
"You tell me." he replied.
Noreen returned his smile and ran her hands along his chest and treated him to a few quick pecks along his neckline. She wanted this moment to last as long as possible before she had to part from him. The desperation to see him had lead to her becoming a bit forward but he didn't seem to mind it after they really got going.
"Why Mr. Remington I do believe you have something of a naughty streak in you just waiting to come to the surface." said Noreen teasing him.
"Only when it comes to you." Alain replied kissing her neck once more before she stopped him yet again.
"While it was pleasant to see you again, Alain..." she began much to both of their disappointments. "I have to be getting back, the family has guests and I'd make a poor host if I spent much of my time out here with you and not them."
Alain sighed knowing all too well what she'd been going through.
"Until next time then?" he asked with an arched brow.
In reply, Noreen took it upon herself to capture his lips in yet another series of heated kisses before pulling away and climbing off him to head toward her family home. Alain lied on his back looking up at the sky shaded via the old grove.
It would be a little while before he could get himself from being stuck in the mud and and even more of a while before he could actively control his creeping lust for the Lass whom had just taken her leave of him. The thought of Casimir had crossed his mind as well as his sordid advice about dealing with those of the fairer sex. He had come to the conclusion that if and when Noreen had indeed wanted to shag him, he'd let her, propriety be damned.