Sway with Me

Isabelle stared at Cristiano in surprise as they wrapped up from that day’s training.

"You have never seen Grease,” she said making the Portuguese nod as they exited the studio; Isabelle couldn't believe what she was hearing.

This week the celebrities had been set a task of dancing to a song from a Musical, Isabelle and Cristiano would be dancing to Grease Lightening and the red head had been shocked to hear that Cristiano had never seen the movie.

“It’s not something that I’ve ever wanted to watch,” the Portuguese said making Isabelle bit her lip as she tried to hold back a laugh; she couldn't believe it, she’d thought everyone had seen at least the film once.

The red head stopped as they reached her Audi RS3 Sport-back, she flashed Cristiano as smile as she popped her bag into the boot of her car.

“I will lend you the DVD,” Isabelle said making Cristiano roll his eyes as he leant against her car, the two of them had been getting pretty close during rehearsals as of late after their near kiss during the live show.

“I mean if you’re going to be Danny Zuko for our routine… you’ll have to see the movie,” Isabelle said innocently, she licked her lips at the thought of Cristiano’s costume for the weekend; he was wearing a black leather jacket and black pants.

Cristiano watched Isabelle for a moment, he had no idea how he could spend more time without her outside of rehearsals; he hadn’t been able to win her over as they rehearsed the Jive.

“So what are you doing tonight?” Cristiano asked as Isabelle closed the boot of her car and looked at him, running a hand through her hair; she licked her lips at the thought of her planned evening.

“The usual for a Wednesday night… order take-out and watch a few DVDs in my PJs,” Isabelle said with a shrug, she knew how boring that most of sounded to Cristiano but she was surprised to see him interested in what she was doing.

The Portuguese cleared his throat as he tilted her head, a plan forming in his head.

“Would you mind if I joined you? Irina’s away and I don’t want to spend the evening alone,” Cristiano said making Isabelle look at him; she was a little wary of being alone with the Portuguese especially with the news that his girlfriend was out of town.

Isabelle sighed as he pouted at her, she cursed herself for bring weak whenever she saw the puppy-dog pout.

“Of course… I’ll see you at seven?” Isabelle said as she tried to remember if she’d tidied her apartment recently, she never really had visitors and with the long rehearsals, she never really got the chance to tidy up after herself.

“I’ll see you at seven, I’ll bring Chinese,” Cristiano offered as he moved towards his white Audi R8, a smile set on his face at the thought of spending the evening with Isabelle.

***

Cristiano licked his lips nervously as he arrived at Isabelle’s apartment block in Centro-Las Letras; it was a little different from his home in Pozuelo de Alarcón.

The Portuguese licked his lips nervously as he made his way up to the red head’s apartment, he was a little nervous about getting Isabelle alone.

The trip up to her apartment was quick and Cristiano soon found himself ringing her door bell, he bounced from one foot to the other before Isabelle opened the door.

The red head was wearing a mint cami and PJ bottoms, and it was clear that she’d not long gotten out of the shower since her hair was wet and tied up out of the way.

“Cris,” Isabelle said as she allowed him to step inside, she’d done a quick tidy round as soon as she’d gotten home from her professional training session for the weekend show.

“Isabelle… you have a lovely home,” Cristiano said as she led him into the kitchen of her apartment, she flashed him a smile before moving to get plates for dinner.

“Gracias, would you like anything to drink?” Isabelle asked making Cristiano nod as she moved about the kitchen, his brown eyes following her as she moved to get him a glass.

“Help yourself,” Isabelle said as she turned her attention to Cristiano, she had a feeling that he’d been admiring her as she’d moved around the kitchen.

***

It wasn’t long before the two of them found themselves in front of the television in Isabelle’s living room talking about what they had done since they had last seen one another.

The opening credits of Grease were playing in the background.

“So tell me something that I don’t already know about you,” Cristiano said making Isabelle pause as she looked at him; she tilted her head as she looked at him, the Portuguese flashed her, a smile as he watched her.

“Like what?” Isabelle said awkwardly making Cristiano tilt his head in interest, it was clear that she had thought about something that he didn't know and he wanted to know what it was.

Isabelle shifted nervously as she realised that Cristiano knew that she was hiding something; she sipped on her drink of water as the Portuguese raised an eyebrow at her.

“I’ve never been past second base,” Isabelle revealed making the footballer choke on his food; he stared at her taking in what she had just revealed, she was twenty-six years old and hadn’t gone all the way.

The red head looked anywhere but at Cristiano as she tried to hide the blush that rose up on her face, she knew that he was shocked by her admission.

But she had wanted her first time to be special and since she’d never really dated, she’d never had a connection with anyone like she had with him.

“It’s nothing to be embarrassed about,” Cristiano murmured as he moved closer to Isabelle, it had taken him a moment to clear his head as he realised what she was really saying.

The red head glanced at him as Cristiano set his plate on her coffee table, he moved closer to her as she shifted; she knew that most people didn't see it that way when they learnt that she hadn’t gone all the way.

“Isa… I admire you even more for this, I rushed into having sex and I regret it,” Cristiano said making the red head look at him, she licked her lips as she realised how close to her.

Swallowing hard, she set her plate on the coffee table as Cristiano watched her, she’d had a feeling that this would happen after their near kiss during the live show and now wished that she hadn't invited him around.

“You have a girlfriend Cris,” she warned as he cupped her chin making her look at him, the air around the feeling thick as he leant in close to her; she licked her lips slowly as Cristiano focused on her lips.

He had waited so long for this and now that they were alone, he could finally get what he wanted; he’d wait until she begged him to take her before he went all the way but for now this would do.

Isabelle’s eyes fluttered closed as Cristiano kissed her; she couldn't believe that she was doing this, that she was becoming the other woman.

“Don’t think about it,” Cristiano breathed before he kissed her softly again, one of his hands slowly finding its way into her hair; he wasn’t going to regret ever doing this with her, he had wanted it since the moment they had met five weeks ago.