starsgoblue
Blue Crack Addict
Kay had never felt so pampered in her life. She had been quickly whisked away into the trailer and had people buzzing all around. One for her hair. One for makeup. Even a person who habitually popped in every five minutes to see if Kay wanted anything to drink. Kay was completley unused to the attention and she was becoming increasingly nervous. Kay had asked to be turned away from the mirror, she couldn't stand the thought of having to watch this unfold in front of her, and she mentally began to critique every possible physical flaw she was sure these people must have been finding in her.
I can't do this. Pose in a professional photo shoot. With Bono. What am I doing? I'm not a model for God's sake! How did I get into this mess? Kay also felt a slight pang of foolishness. She had somehow thought Bono had come to the hospital because he had wanted to see her, not to get her in order to satisfy Anton's clamorings. Kay felt like an idiot for having ever thought there was possibly a personal reason that Bono had turned on the charm, cringing at the way she had felt as Bono had placed her hand over his heart professing heartsickness...
"Ah! We have the perfect dress for you! Try it on!" A woman burst in, thrusting the hanger into Kay's hands.
Kay stood up. Nobody was leaving.
"Uh, could I put this on somewhere private?" Kay asked, immediatley cringing at the knowing glances she saw passed around. Apparently the people they usually worked with had no qualms about their bodies and changing in front of them.
Kay was directed to a room and she quickly shut the door behind her, sighing and leaning back against the frame. Kay looked at the dress. Black. A deep plunging neckline. Sheer fabric, with an asymmetrical hemline beginning at knee-length. Small embroidered rosebuds speckeled along the edge. It was beautiful. Almost beautiful enough to make Kay temporarily forget her nerves.
Kay slid out of her jeans, kicking them haphazardly with one foot towards the corner. Careful to not muss her hair, Kay shimmied out of her t-shirt and tossed it ontop of her jeans. Kay looked down at her stomach and gave it a quick pinch. Not too bad. Kay took a deep breath and assured herself. You can do this!
Kay reached for the dress and lifted it over her head, letting the silkiness of the lining caress her skin as it cascaded over her body. Kay couldn't see herself but she instantly could feel the attitude this dress exuded. The fabric skimmed over her curves and the hemline tickled her calves. And that neckline...Kay hadn't worn anything that daring...and yet it fit her body perfectly. This dress seemed like it had been made for her and her alone.
Kay reached behind her, fingers fumbling for the zipper. She began to slowly pull up the zipper, careful to not pull on the delicate fabric. Immediatley, Kay felt a slight resistance and she let go, afraid to rip this beautiful dress and realizing she would need help. Kay listened for the sound of voices in the next room and heard nothing. Fuck! Fuck fuck! What am I going to do? Kay listened again and this time heard some sound from the next room.
"Anyone there?" Kay said.
Silence.
"I need some help,"Kay spoke a little louder. "Zipping up my dress."
Kay heard footsteps coming in her direction and she breathed a sigh of relief, quickly tugging at her dress to be sure she was covered properly. Kay heard the sound of the doorknob and she turned around to face her rescuer.
Bono was standing in the doorway. Poured into a pair of tight leather pants and wearing an crimson red shirt, unbuttoned and revealing a black-beaded rosary nestled into the curves of his chest. And grinning like the cat that got the cream.
"I'm not so sure I want to help you out there, love."
Kay screamed. In her embarassment, she forcefully shoved Bono out of the doorway with both hands and slammed the door. Kay slid to the floor in a heap, hands in her head, even more embarassed at her reaction at seeing him in the doorway. What'd I just do?!,Kay thought, I pushed him...oh God, I really pushed him hard.
Just then, Kay heard a sound and she paused. She could hear laughter from the other side of the door. Bono was laughing like he'd never stop.
"Kay! I'm sorry. I was just teasing." Bono sputtered through chuckles. "I didn't mean to startle you. Open the door."
"No."
Kay heard Bono laugh even harder at her response. "See!" He said, "And you didn't think you could do this shoot. You've got the diva act down!"
Bristling at the word "diva", Kay stood up slowly and turned away from the door, wishing to somehow dissapear. She bit her lip in frustration...she was so embarassed.
"Kay..." Bono had stopped laughing and his voice through the door seemed to express concern whether she was still there on the other side. "Kay, I'm coming in."
Kay closed her eyes as she heard the door slowly open behind her, willing herself to keep her composure and fight back the tears that threatened to spill over. Footsteps tentativlely came closer to her. She could feel Bono standing behind her, even though he wasn't touching her, she could feel his prescence.
Kay drew in a breath...ready to apologize for her behavior.
"Shh," Bono whispered. "Don't speak."
The dizzying silence hung in the air. Kay couldn't open her eyes, and yet she feared to keep them closed...the moment was heavy with an unspoken sense of something corporeal and elusive at the same time. Kay's heart quickened.
"Your skin is beautiful." He said quietly, stepping closer. "I can remember how it felt under my fingers...."
His voice hit Kay like a drug. Her nervous feelings dissapated and she felt that same sense of powerlessness she had felt in the hospital room. Kay felt Bono come even closer to her, his right hand slowly reaching around her waist and pressing her closer to himself. The shocking coolness of the rosary beads, the warm skin of his chest against her back....
"You. Are. Beautiful." Bono's voice in Kay's ear. Each word spoken slowly. Kay shivered at the feeling of his moist breath evaporating on her skin...
Bono pulled away, and Kay felt the gentle pull of her zipper going upward. She let out her breath, feeling as if she had been holding it for eternity...
Kay felt Bono's hands around her waist again, delicately turning her around. She opened her eyes, immediatley drowning in the piercing, slate-blue eyes of Bono's. They both stood still for a moment, talking without speaking, trying to read each other's thoughts...
Bono broke the spell and brought one of Kay's hands to his mouth, bestowing a gentle kiss. He smiled and stepped to the side, letting Kay see herself for the first time in the reflection from the mirror hanging on the door.
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Hope it was worth the wait.
I can't do this. Pose in a professional photo shoot. With Bono. What am I doing? I'm not a model for God's sake! How did I get into this mess? Kay also felt a slight pang of foolishness. She had somehow thought Bono had come to the hospital because he had wanted to see her, not to get her in order to satisfy Anton's clamorings. Kay felt like an idiot for having ever thought there was possibly a personal reason that Bono had turned on the charm, cringing at the way she had felt as Bono had placed her hand over his heart professing heartsickness...
"Ah! We have the perfect dress for you! Try it on!" A woman burst in, thrusting the hanger into Kay's hands.
Kay stood up. Nobody was leaving.
"Uh, could I put this on somewhere private?" Kay asked, immediatley cringing at the knowing glances she saw passed around. Apparently the people they usually worked with had no qualms about their bodies and changing in front of them.
Kay was directed to a room and she quickly shut the door behind her, sighing and leaning back against the frame. Kay looked at the dress. Black. A deep plunging neckline. Sheer fabric, with an asymmetrical hemline beginning at knee-length. Small embroidered rosebuds speckeled along the edge. It was beautiful. Almost beautiful enough to make Kay temporarily forget her nerves.
Kay slid out of her jeans, kicking them haphazardly with one foot towards the corner. Careful to not muss her hair, Kay shimmied out of her t-shirt and tossed it ontop of her jeans. Kay looked down at her stomach and gave it a quick pinch. Not too bad. Kay took a deep breath and assured herself. You can do this!
Kay reached for the dress and lifted it over her head, letting the silkiness of the lining caress her skin as it cascaded over her body. Kay couldn't see herself but she instantly could feel the attitude this dress exuded. The fabric skimmed over her curves and the hemline tickled her calves. And that neckline...Kay hadn't worn anything that daring...and yet it fit her body perfectly. This dress seemed like it had been made for her and her alone.
Kay reached behind her, fingers fumbling for the zipper. She began to slowly pull up the zipper, careful to not pull on the delicate fabric. Immediatley, Kay felt a slight resistance and she let go, afraid to rip this beautiful dress and realizing she would need help. Kay listened for the sound of voices in the next room and heard nothing. Fuck! Fuck fuck! What am I going to do? Kay listened again and this time heard some sound from the next room.
"Anyone there?" Kay said.
Silence.
"I need some help,"Kay spoke a little louder. "Zipping up my dress."
Kay heard footsteps coming in her direction and she breathed a sigh of relief, quickly tugging at her dress to be sure she was covered properly. Kay heard the sound of the doorknob and she turned around to face her rescuer.
Bono was standing in the doorway. Poured into a pair of tight leather pants and wearing an crimson red shirt, unbuttoned and revealing a black-beaded rosary nestled into the curves of his chest. And grinning like the cat that got the cream.
"I'm not so sure I want to help you out there, love."
Kay screamed. In her embarassment, she forcefully shoved Bono out of the doorway with both hands and slammed the door. Kay slid to the floor in a heap, hands in her head, even more embarassed at her reaction at seeing him in the doorway. What'd I just do?!,Kay thought, I pushed him...oh God, I really pushed him hard.
Just then, Kay heard a sound and she paused. She could hear laughter from the other side of the door. Bono was laughing like he'd never stop.
"Kay! I'm sorry. I was just teasing." Bono sputtered through chuckles. "I didn't mean to startle you. Open the door."
"No."
Kay heard Bono laugh even harder at her response. "See!" He said, "And you didn't think you could do this shoot. You've got the diva act down!"
Bristling at the word "diva", Kay stood up slowly and turned away from the door, wishing to somehow dissapear. She bit her lip in frustration...she was so embarassed.
"Kay..." Bono had stopped laughing and his voice through the door seemed to express concern whether she was still there on the other side. "Kay, I'm coming in."
Kay closed her eyes as she heard the door slowly open behind her, willing herself to keep her composure and fight back the tears that threatened to spill over. Footsteps tentativlely came closer to her. She could feel Bono standing behind her, even though he wasn't touching her, she could feel his prescence.
Kay drew in a breath...ready to apologize for her behavior.
"Shh," Bono whispered. "Don't speak."
The dizzying silence hung in the air. Kay couldn't open her eyes, and yet she feared to keep them closed...the moment was heavy with an unspoken sense of something corporeal and elusive at the same time. Kay's heart quickened.
"Your skin is beautiful." He said quietly, stepping closer. "I can remember how it felt under my fingers...."
His voice hit Kay like a drug. Her nervous feelings dissapated and she felt that same sense of powerlessness she had felt in the hospital room. Kay felt Bono come even closer to her, his right hand slowly reaching around her waist and pressing her closer to himself. The shocking coolness of the rosary beads, the warm skin of his chest against her back....
"You. Are. Beautiful." Bono's voice in Kay's ear. Each word spoken slowly. Kay shivered at the feeling of his moist breath evaporating on her skin...
Bono pulled away, and Kay felt the gentle pull of her zipper going upward. She let out her breath, feeling as if she had been holding it for eternity...
Kay felt Bono's hands around her waist again, delicately turning her around. She opened her eyes, immediatley drowning in the piercing, slate-blue eyes of Bono's. They both stood still for a moment, talking without speaking, trying to read each other's thoughts...
Bono broke the spell and brought one of Kay's hands to his mouth, bestowing a gentle kiss. He smiled and stepped to the side, letting Kay see herself for the first time in the reflection from the mirror hanging on the door.
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Hope it was worth the wait.
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Ah, you're infuriating. 
You guys crack me up...soon, my babies, soon! 
You are truly awesome. 
