Song: Kiss Me by Ed Sheeran
Setting: Season 1, Episode: Bridemaids Up
Another oldie. One of the many stories I deleted.
Vincent POV
When I close my eyes I can still feel her in my arms, her warm body against mine and her heart beating against my chest as we danced at her father's wedding reception. Her hair was soft like fine silk as I caressed it with my fingertips and though I prefer it straight, the curls were a nice touch. Her bridesmaid dress was a fine fit. It accentuated her petite frame and showed off her curves that was constantly hidden in her loose clothing. Catherine looked beautiful as she always does.
Coming here tonight was dangerous as my identity could be revealed. Her association with me could put her life and her loved one's in danger but I was nothing more than a fool, who was truly madly and deeply infatuated with a woman who can break me into pieces in heartbeat. I would give my life for hers and I wouldn't think twice about it.
I can still smell her perfume lingering in the air even after she had gone back inside the hall to get me something to eat. Her scent was a mixture of sweet nectar and of flowers blooming in early spring. It was heavenly and delightful yet it dulled my senses as I forgot everything else and was only able to think of her.
For the first time in a long while, I truly felt alive. When I looked her in the eye I knew then I was complete. I saw the reason I was still alive and why we met in that dark and cold forest. I may have been to late to save her mother but I was just in time to save her life and in turn, saving mine. Little did I know the effect she would have on me until it was too late. I knew then that I was in trouble the moment I laid eyes on her.
In the years I've watched over her, I knew that I was getting myself far too deep into her life. At first it was to make sure that Muirfield wasn't after her and that her life was no longer in danger but then it slowly became more. I feared more than just her losing her life. I became overwhelmed when she went on dates. Time and again she chose the wrong guy but deep down I hoped that she would see me and choose me instead of the ones she brought home. I no longer feared for her life but for the theirs, the ones she called her boyfriend. The beast she met that night in the forest constantly reared its jealous head and I knew then that I was too far gone.
I can hear her heartbeat again. I turn towards her direction and her heart start to stammer as she gets closer. It's beating erratically and nervously. From the look on her face, which was no longer full of hope and happiness, I can tell something was wrong. Somewhere between her leaving me here and coming back, something had broken her happiness and joy. We were happy for a short moment, one dance and one song, which I will now forever cherish as if it were the last.
"Is everything okay?" I ask her as she walks into the gazebo.
Catherine shakes her head as her eyes start to fill with tears. She carefully sets the two plates of food down on the table before walking over to me. "Your DNA is mutating," she asks as she looks up at me. Her eyes questioning and yet sad.
I walk closer to her and close the gap between us, hopefully, mentally and emotionally as well and not just physically. "Catherine, I know. I'm not exactly all human anymore, remember?"
"I know, it's just, it's what Evan said. You're evolving. You're DNA is changing what you are."
I wrap my arms around her, to keep her from running away and if this was the last time I get to see her, I wanted to remember every inch of her of her body. "Parts of me are but the human side of me is still the same Vincent you know. Don't you trust me?"
"I do Vincent," she leans closer and lays her head on my chest. "I'm scared of what will happen to you."
I lock my hands together behind her back and hold her tightly. "Let's not worry about it until we have to," I tell her but it was difficult convincing myself. All I wanted to do was hold her in my arms from now until forever but that was impossible.
I lose myself in my own thoughts until she reminds me where we are. My heart starts to beat fast as I feel her warm and soft lips on my neck. I feel her hot breath on my skin, softly kissing me. "Catherine," I exhale her name as she press her lips on my neck again. I can feel her heart colliding with mine as continues to render me weak and speechless.
She wraps her arm around me as her kiss becomes more sure and firm while still light and gentle. I can feel the muscles on my neck hardening underneath her lips and my eyes start to burn. She pauses and looks up. I don't dare move in fear of scaring her. I stay steady and keep my eyes on her.
Catherine brings her left hand up to my scar and keeps her right arm around me, hugging me and holding me closely to hers. She gently traces the scar and caress my cheek with her soft fingertips. My instinct was to hold her tighter, closer, while I keep my eyes open and gaze into hers. I'm falling too fast. I'm in too deep. The iris of green and jade never blinks and never turns away as I sink myself deeper into her soul. I see my own reflection, my amber eyes and the beast forming in front of her very eyes but she doesn't move or runaway. I can feel myself in more control than ever as I easily give in to my beast.
Still to my surprise, I feel her lips on mine. She kisses me. I never felt more alive and yet so still. She will be the damned of me. My senses are startled as I feel the wetness of her tongue on my lips, softly licking and slowly teasing me. I want to taste her as much as I need oxygen in my lungs. I open my mouth and inhale her scent.
Her breath stills mine as I breathe her in. She breathes her life into me and my eyes are wide open. I can see clearly. My heart, my soul, my need and want, is her. I'm drowning in her soul and never want to leave or be saved from her temptation. I give her all of me without a doubt.
We're here together. It's the beginning of our journey and yet the end of one but we are one. It feels like a dream and a nightmare come true as I continue to drown and slip further, leaving me at my most vulnerable as I give my heart to her. My love for her was perfect with imperfections. It was unexpectedly expected as the moment we first met in that dreary forest.
Her lips crash into mine again. It was as if she knew my thoughts and struggles. She nips my bottom lip, her teeth tugging at it before letting go. I exhale loudly as she sucks it into her mouth and I spiral out of control. I come back down when her lips gently kiss mine. I open my mouth when I feel her tongue, soft and warm on my lips.
Catherine moves her hand to the nape of my neck and I feel her nails crawling on my scalp as she explores my mouth with her tongue, licking the roof and feeling the fangs. I yearn to taste her yet she takes her time teasing me yet pleasing my need. I hold on to her as our tongues finally meet. She taste of wine, love and lust.
The kiss was long overdue. It's wonderful and world shattering. My senses are in over drive as I taste her over and over as she does the same. I hold her closer and press her body against mine. I can feel her heartbeat on mine as it races, fast and faster. I can hear it playing loudly in my ears like the perfect symphony on a cold winter night. She draws me in and pulls me in without words.
My tongue explores her mouth, mastering every tiny crevices and feel every passionate moan, revealing her every desire for me as the kiss deepens. Her tongue brushes mine as I stroke softly and she gently licks. Catherine pulls my hair as I kiss her back, my tongue unwavering as it licks and strokes all of her being. Her moans pierce my body like a knife. The blood rushes through my veins and I feel an awakening.
I unlock my hands from one another and tighten my arms around her small waist. I pull her closer until all her weight is on my arms and her heels no longer touched the wooden floor of the gazebo. Her eyes are no longer searching as she looks at me, into me. She finally found her home and this is where she belongs. She steadies her heartbeat. She is in control. As am I.
She is mine and I am hers.
I set her down gently and her heels make a soft sound as it lands on the wooden floor. I press her close to me as my heartbeat starts to feel normal again. The mutation, the change as always was just temporary. Catherine was always able to control that side of me, the monster that was always lurking underneath the shadow of my skin.
She places her left hand on my cheek and I move my face towards the warm and caring sensation that left my body tingling all over. She made me feel again and it felt good though it felt too good to be true. I've never been the lucky type. Catherine is my saving grace, that much I know.
Goosebumps form and I exhale loudly as her fingers gently trace my scar, like a map that she was studying but seemed to lead nowhere. She brings her other hand up to my face and I tighten my arms around her, never wanting to let her go. She runs her fingers through my hair and pulls my head down. I kiss her lips and she sucks me back in. I want all of her again. I feel the burning through my veins and was unable to stop the rush off adrenaline. I was slowly losing control and I lift her up.
"Vincent, be still," she whispers in my ear.
I nod my head and a sound comes out of my mouth that I can't make out. A purr, soft, as her lips glide down my neck. I hold her tighter and moan louder. A growl escapes from deep within as her lips captivate me. Her kisses are soft yet powerful as I sense it all through my body. I never wanted it to stop. I need her more than anything. The yearning was too much. More than I could possibly imagine.
Her eyes capture mine, reflecting my own, yellow again. My breathing becomes ragged and without hesitation her lips crashes into mine. I hold on to her as she kisses my life, my future.
Her heart remained steady. It feels like I'm in control but I wasn't. She was my control. The only reason I was here.
My heart stops and slowly starts again. I've fallen. So far. My arms loosens around her and she comes back down.
Reality. Fear.
"I'm here Vincent. I'm not going anywhere," she reads me like a book. A diary of her own. I was hers. As she wishes.
I feel her snake her arms around my waist and her heartbeat against mine, with mine. Steady. Sure. She tilts her head up to look at me and I see my brown eyes reflecting in her jade eyes that was sure and full of confidence. I entwine my hands behind her and hold her securely in my arms. I was a man in love. A fool to not realize until now.
Our bodies start to sway with the music coming from inside. We dance once more. I gaze down at her and see the sparkles settle in her eyes. She holds me closer and tighter. My worries disappears, obliterated at her assurance.
Her heart presses on mine. Her breath is warm, hot on my neck. "Try to control it."
Catherine sways with the music and softly, I feel her lips. She's an addiction I never want to get over.
Her heart steadies mine. I listen intently to it as her lips hover over my skin, my neck, the column of my neck as she kisses and licks, gently sucking on my pulse. I lose myself again in oblivion of bliss.
I moan and grip her dress in my hands. "Catherine," my voice is hoarse. I want all of her. I need her more than the air we breath. My life is hers. I'm sure of it. She knows it too.
She pauses. Her lips unmoving but alive against my pulse. I ache at her stillness. She realizes and kisses me softly. My heartbeat rises with her lips.
I exhale slowly. I listen to her heart again. It was even and set unlike mine.
"Control," I hear her whisper against my skin as if it was easily done but I try. "I believe in you, Vincent," she whispers against my lips. Her eyes are full of compassion and sincerity.
I lean down and crush my lips on hers. She gives in. Her body sways with mine and we dance like never before. She is all I want and all I'll ever want.
She tangle her fingers in my hair and I immerse myself in the kiss. Our lips collide and our tongues rule each others movement. I move my hips with hers and she with mine. A slow dance of desires and will but the temptation is too much to control
I move my hands higher and bury it in the perfect curls of her hair. Catherine tilts her head and I kiss her hungrily. She opens her mouth and instantly possess my tongue. I melt into the kiss and rock our bodies towards the edge of the gazebo until she hits the wooden railing. I slide my hands down her curves and steady her hips.
I press our bodies together until I feel her heartbeat against mine. I can't get enough of her. My tongue worships her mouth and her kiss takes me away. I push forward and she leans against me.
"Vincent," Catherine moans.
I lift her up and set her on the railing. I get a glimpse of her eyes and I look away as I see the yellow reflecting back. She immediately grabs my hand and entwine her fingers in mine.
"They're looking for you," I tell her as I hear her father and sister talk about her.
"Look at me, Vincent," her voice is stern but gentle.
I slowly turn to look at her with shame. I couldn't shake the feeling of hopelessness as I see the beast eyes staring back at me.
She squeezes my hand. "I'm in love with you, Vincent Keller."
It's impossible not to fall for her more than I already have.
"Cat?" her sister calls for her.
"I'm here Heather," Catherine answers. "We'll continue this later," she whispers.
I run out off the gazebo in the nick of time and hide behind the bushes as Heather walks towards her sister.
"What are you doing out here?" her sister asks.
"I just needed some fresh air."
"Does fresh air involve ruining your lipstick and hair?"
I can hear the smirk in Heather's voice.
"I, uhm," Catherine unwillingly answers as her heart starts to race once more.
"So he is real after all. You might want to fix your hair and make up before making your speech. Should we save him a seat?"
"Only if he wants."
"Vincent," she whispers. "I have to go back inside. Come in if you want. I meant what I said," she pauses and there was a slight skip to her heartbeat. "I'm in love with you," she admits again and I can hear the smile in her voice.
I hear both of their footsteps as they walk away. Their heels making a clicking sound as it hits the wooden floor. Catherine walks further away and I catch her scent as I step out from behind the bush. She turns back and I smile at her.
"Is he coming inside?" Heather asks.
"He's here. That's all that matters." Catherine answers.
"Were you able to finish your speech?"
"I had some help." This time she couldn't stop her heart from beating faster. "I'm in love with him, Heather."
Their voices disappear and mingle with the rest of the crowd as they go back inside where the reception is being held. I'm not sure if it's what she intended but I can't stop myself from walking towards them. I follow them inside, correction, my racing heart does. I can hear hers again. It's still beating nervously.
"I'm going to freshen up."
"Fresh air must have been a good kisser," Heather comments. I can hear the smile in her voice.
"Tell Dad and Brooke that I'll be there soon."
"Should I tell them about, you know, fresh air?" I can hear the teasing in Heather's voice.
Catherine doesn't answer, she just walks away. I hear her heels on the tile floor as she leaves, it was graceful and sure. The sound is powerful as if it is calling me to her.
"Vincent," Catherine whispers.
I wait for Heather's footsteps to disappear before going in. I sneak inside and walk in as if I belong with the rest of them. I look around and recognize her father from when I would check up on her annually. Heather makes her way towards him and as a happy father, he embraces her in a hug.
"Cat is just freshening up," Heather tells him. There is a hint of playfulness in her voice and a smile form on her lips.
"Freshening up?" Their father ask but I wasn't sure of his tone. "That doesn't sound like your sister," he finishes his statement. "Is she happy?"
"Dad, you should ask her yourself'," Heather's tone is more serious now. "You know Cat."
"I know your sister, hun," he answers. There is sadness in his voice. "That's why I worry."
"Maybe it's different this time," Heather answers.
I walk away from the party and head towards where I last heard Catherine's voice. The hall is big, white, quiet and she is standing all alone. Waiting, she was expecting me. She always knows.
"I was wondering when you were going to show up," she says playfully. Her makeup is perfect again. Her hair iswell put together. The curls fell to her shoulders just like it did earlier.
"Your father knows," I walk closer to her as she does the same. Our footsteps are in sync with our heartbear. It is loud and sure. Perfect.
Her strides are long and even as we meet halfway. "I know. Heather was never able to keep a secret."
I slowly place my arms around her waist and pull her close. "Are you okay?"
Catherine tilts her head up to look at me. "Why wouldn't I be?" she brings her hands up to my chest and press it against my racing heart.
I can feel her palms through all the layers of clothing. My heart skips a beat as I gaze into her eyes.
"What did you hear, Vincent?" she asks. There is a loud thump. Her heartbeat is off. She's unsure now.
"They worry about you," I tell her as I pull her close until our bodies touch. "Is it different this time?"
"Is it?" she asks. Her heart starts to race, nervously.
"I've fallen in love with you, Catherine Chandler. I've always been in love with you, since the moment we first met," I answer without a doubt. There was never a moment she should have worried. I was hers the moment I saw her in the forest.
I kiss her lips and pour my heart into it. I give in as she does the same. My hands trace her every curve and feel every moan and every shiver. She counters my move with her own and my back hits the wall. She presses her body against mine. I crave her more than ever.
The kiss deepens. I feel her nails claw at my scalp and she pulls my head down. I move my tongue with hers. I taste, feel a whole new sensation as I place my hands between us, our bodies. She moves. She sways. I follow her rhythm, the beat of her heart.
She takes me whole as I see my amber eyes reflecting in hers. I pull her close and her body melds with mine. I feel the anticipation. I lift her up and she wraps her legs around my waist. Her thighs tighten as I start to sway our hips.
"Vincent," she moans.
We dance, slowly. My hips gently rocks with her. We move together until the wall supports us. I keep her hips still and press our bodies together as I pin her against the wall.
"Vincent," she tugs on my hair as she starts to fall and come undone.
We move. Faster and faster. "Vincent," she moans as I feel her lips on my neck and rough kiss on my cheek. "Vincent," she states one final time before kissing my lips.
The dance stops. And there is only one heart, one beat. "Catherine," I pant against her lips. "Did you just?"
"Have an orgasm while fully clothed?" she nods and smiles at me before kissing my lips.
I hear voices. Not hers. Or mine.
I loosen my hold and she slides down gently.
"What's wrong?" Catherine asks while still breathless.
"They're looking for you again."
"I want you to stay. You don't have to meet them. Just stay."
"I will. You should freshen up again," I tease her. I lean down and kiss her lips. "I love you."
"I love you, too," she smiles against my lips. "You should freshen up as well."
Our hearts remained as one as we walk our separate way.
BATB
There's lipstick on my neck and on my cheeks. I wipe it off and the red stain leaves a streak on my skin.
My clothes smell of her. My mouth taste of her. My heart beats for her.
I lean against the wall as I wait for her. She takes her time freshening up. I would wait forever. If I had to, I will. I hope she knows.
When I close my eyes I can feel her lips setting my skin on fire. I can taste her mouth and her tongue on mine as I feel her hands tugging my hair and her nails scratching my scalp as the kiss deepens. Her moan vibrates through my mouth as I taste her over and over. I can still feel her body against mine, quivering as she slipped into bliss.
I feel her warm breath on my lips as if she was close. I feel her kiss as of her lips are on mine. I open my eyes and she's there smiling in front of me. It wasn't a dream.
"I love you, Catherine," I smile against her lips.
She pulls away and wipe my lips with the soft pad of her thumb. "Day dreaming?"
I wrap my arms around her and pull her close. "Thinking."
"About?" she asks.
"I don't want this night to end, Catherine."
She places her hand on my cheeks and keeps me still. I inhale her scent as my arm envelopes her body and I press it close to mine. I feel her heart beating nervously.
"I'm in love with you, Vincent," she kisses my lips again.
I place my forehead on hers and hug her tighter. "Come home with me. Let's get out of here."
"Not yet."
My arms feel weak and they fall from her body. I let her go and step away. "You should go. They're looking for you."
She grabs my hand and entwine her fingers with mine. "I still have my Maid of Honor speech. Why don't you stay? We'll talk afterwards."
I nod my head. "I have to go. Heather is coming," I tell her hesitantly. My fingers slips from hers and I quickly walk away.
"Vincent," she whispers.
I pause.
"I want you to listen my speech."
I turn around, she was no longer there.
"I don't want this to end either."
I hear her voice. It was low.
"You really do love him?" Heather asks.
"I do."
"Does he know?"
"I hope so," Catherine answers.
I was foolish, insecure but there was no reason to be.
I follow them, quietly. My footsteps are soft as theirs echoed through the halls.
"Does he love you?" Heather's voice is filled with concern.
"He does Heather. There's no need to worry."
"Be careful."
Were the last words I hear as their voices are drowned out by the music. I walk closer and stop by the entrance as I search for them.
Her voice is low. She's whispering again. The music stops and I can hear her clearly now. "Daddy, you'll get to meet him when he's ready."
"Hun, I just want to be sure he's not like the others you've dated. I worry about you."
"I'll ask him, okay?" Catherine sounds annoyed.
"If he was a real gentleman you wouldn't have to ask him."
"I love him. You just have to trust me."
"I don't want you to get your heart broken."
I enter the room and our eyes meet. She slowly shakes her head and I pause.
"Daddy, I can take care of myself." Catherine answers, confidently, might I add. "I'm not a little girl anymore."
"A father has a right to worry, hun."
"I love you, Dad." Catherine tells him and kisses his cheek. "How about that speech?"
Her father turns away from her. "Everyone, the Maid of Honor and Best Man are going to be making their speeches. Please have a seat."
The standing party walks to their seats and she disappears from my view. They take their time. The Best Man paces. They turn their chairs, all facing one way.
There she is standing in front of everyone. Her family is sitting behind her and they all couldn't be happier, especially her, Catherine.
I meet her eyes and she nods. I walk closer and sit on one of the empty chairs on a corner table. No one notices. They're all staring at her. I stare at her. She doesn't mind.
"Love. What is love?" Catherine starts off. Her words are slightly slurred. She is holding a half empty glass in her right hand and a piece of paper in her left. "I never thought my dad and Brooke would last. I mean, she's a Met's fan after all and we know my dad is die hard Yankee's fan."
This line elicits laughter from everyone especially her Father and his wife.
"Love," Catherine pauses and turns away from the crowd. She looks at the newly married couple. "It can overcome anything especially a hard headed and a think she knows it all daughter but the truth is she has so much to learn. Love can mean so many different things but the most important is happiness."
She turns back to the crowd and our eyes meet. "Falling in love, it isn't planned. Falling in love, it just happens. It's the best surprise in life."
There's a smile in her voice and her eyes as she talks about the one thing I've always dreamt of and never imagined could ever happen to me. I can hear the rising beat of her heart and the faint hitch in her breath.
"One moment you're living and the next you're truly living. It's the moment you realize you're alive and it's the best feeling in the world."
My heartbeat races. She makes me feel things I thought I was incapable of. Alive. Human.
"Love is accepting one another for who they are and compromising only when it benefits both. Dad said moving forward wasn't about forgetting the past but adding on to memories. Tonight has been memorable and a night I will never forget. To Dad and Brooke, may your life be filled with happiness and love because you both deserve it."
Catherine raises her glass, half full. They all stand and toast to the happy couple. I stand and walk away. I can feel her eyes following me. I look back before stepping out in the cold of the night.
"I love you." I read her lips.
I walk to the gazebo and wait for her there. The food she brought earlier was still there and untouched. I'm no longer hungry and only yearn for her. She is in my every thought and in every breath. She is my under skin and deep within.
I clench both fists when I feel her lips on the nape of my neck. She drags it lower and I feel her warm tongue. My body shivers as she wraps her arm around me. "Catherine," I moan as she kisses the nape of my neck again.
"Room 1028," Catherine whispers. "I have to go back inside," she places the key card in my hand. "The Best Man is about to say his speech and I have to be there."
"I understand."
"I'd rather be with you," she whispers against my neck. Her lips are gentle on the back of my neck yet it caused all my nerves to tingle and awaken. "I'll see you later."
She sets my heart on fire. It's like a drum beating intently to deafen. "I'm in love with you, Catherine."
"I love you," she answers and walks away. Her footsteps are in rhythm with my heart.
BATB
Footsteps, but none of them is hers. The silence of the room is deafening. I step out on the cold balcony. The city noise is nonexistent from here. I look up and the stars are too far. It is beyond my reach. I close my eyes and wish upon them. Wish that she was here with me instead of the wedding reception downstairs.
The moon is bright as I stare at it. I squeeze it between my thumb and pointer finger. Boredom. I sigh. It is now nearing midnight and she still isn't here. I wait. Impatiently. Anticipate. I long and yearn for her. I feel her absence like oxygen lacking from my lungs and non beating heart. It was like living without a pulse.
Deep breaths. I close my eyes. I clench my fists. Exhale. Cold night and light breeze. Warm breath on the nape of my neck and hot lips follow. Inhale. A sharp intake as I feel her tongue below my hairline.
"Catherine," I grab the railing and lean forward.
She snakes her arm around my waist and I feel her body flush against my back. She press her lips on my neck, softly kissing a trail that leads to nowhere and everywhere. She tugs on my shirt, pulling it from my pants. She starts to unbutton my shirt and I loosen my tie.
My breathing is hurried, it comes out as gasps and moans as I feel her soft fingers on my abs and her lips burning the back of my neck. I feel the rush of blood, adrenaline. My mind was here and there. This is sweet torture.
"Let's go inside, Vincent."
I nod in agreement. I turn around to face her. My amber eyes reflect in her jade eyes. Lust. Pure and unbridled passion.
Catherine takes my hands in hers. "I don't want just tonight."
Love.
I nod my head again. I follow her as she walks back to the room. Her eyes never strays from mine. She stops at the foot of the bed and lets go of my hands. I lean down and kiss her lips. I wrap her in my arms and hold her body close against mine. I taste the desire on her tongue and feel the hunger of her body.
I lick the pulse of her neck and gently suck on it. I lower my mouth and cover her exposed skin with my lips, taking in all of her being. Her moans blanket the room and pierce my body, awakening a passion I have long hidden.
"I want you, Catherine. All of you," I place my hand above her heart that is beating wildly and loudly.
I feel the intensity in her eyes as she stares at me. "I'm in love with you, wholeheartedly and unconditionally.
I drown in her eyes and in the depths of it. My heart is like a parade of drummers marching on a one way street. There is no turning back. "I am yours, now and always."
My heartbeat races with hers. She smiles and I can feel the glowing of my eyes, the yearning. I can hear the rising beat of her heart, the faint gasp of her breath as she looks at me. The curves of her breast rises and falls, quickly, as she breathes.
She captures every emotion in my body as she kisses me. I give her my all and let the throes of love be my guide. I inhale every breath she releases. Her tongue gives me life and her sweet delicate taste of love has me spiraling.
I grasp at the edge of her lips with mine, holding on with every fiber of my being. She strokes the fire within. I feel the gentleness of her tongue tracing the length of my fangs. She takes her time with each. Her acceptance will be the damn of my humanity.
I stroke her tongue with mine, tasting the passion of her love with each breath and with every beat of our hearts. She takes me to a place so beautiful and enchanting. It's cinematic yet still.
I keep my eyes open as she slowly undress me with her eyes and hands. My jacket slides off with ease when she removes it. She loosens my tie and puts it over my head, tossing it down with my jacket. With steady hands she unbuttons the rest of my shirt revealing my uncontrollable heart.
She press her lips to my chest. "I'm truly, deeply in love."
She takes me in and I'm weak in my knees. I feel her lips again, over my heart. Her lips move. My breath stops. My heart speeds. I bury my hands in her hair as I feel the warmth of her lips and wetness of her tongue tracing the scar above my hip.
"Catherine," I'm falling. Drowning.
My body falls on the bed. I feel her warmth cover my body. She's on top. Her lips kiss mine and I kiss her gently. I wrap my arms around her and lay my hands flat on her back. I feel the zipper of her dress. I lower it until it stops. I tug on her dress and she smiles against my lips.
"I love you, Vincent."
My amber eyes are staring back at me. Glowing as if it was natural. "Take it off," my voice is much deeper. Husky. Beastly. "I want to see all of you."
I stare at her beautiful body. Her skin is smooth yet pale in her matching black underwear.
She kisses me again. Her body is warm, kind and gentle. Her tongue strokes my being and her fingers reads my body like no one has before.
I feel her heart on my heart, calmly beating. I breath her in and and hold her close to me. I open my mouth and her tongue meets mine. I taste the sweetness of who she is and I fall yet again.
Her fingers draw a sculpture of my body, gently caressing every muscle. My hands follow her curves and I melt in her movements as she sway her hips. I spin and spiral. I am lost in the sea of lust. Her hands and lips moves to bring me to a place of complete utter bliss.
I smile foolishly as I look up at her. Catherine smiles at me, her eyes twinkling. She kisses my lip and I melt like ice under the sun. She's my undoing. My reckless abandonment.
Her body is light as she lays on top of me. She looks at me and deep within. Her breathing controls mine. She's my reason, my being.
My heart beats faster than hers. I feel myself falling, over and over for her. I tilt my head and kiss her lips. She opens her mouth and I get lost within her again. I taste her tongue, her lust. I slip in love as she starts to move, her hips swaying onto mine.
Heat and lust, as our moans takes one another. I wrap her in my arms and pull her close. Her tongue brushes my fangs and I grab onto her.
"Catherine," I growl. My eyes burn with desire.
Her body stills and she looks down at me. I see redemption in her eyes. She is my saving grace. "Are you okay?" she asks. Her voice is merely a whisper.
I lower my hands to her waist. Her soft skin causes me to shiver. A soft purr, I breathe out. I follow her curves and she moans against my lips. I kiss her and feel her tongue read me. I fall each time. I moan, a growl as she molds her body to mine.
I hold her closer, tighter. I see the flashing of yellow in hers and the roughened cheeks. I close my eyes and turn my head.
"It's okay, Vincent," she reassures me. Her fingers are soft, kind, as they trace my scar.
"I'm sorry," I let her go. My arms fall to the side and onto the bed.
She traces my scar with her lips, kissing my temple and dragging it on my cheek. "I accept what you are," she kiss my lips and lick my fangs.
I grip the sheets tightly as she continues to kiss me like never before. I open my eyes and look at her. "What I am?"
"All of who you are. Beast and all," I feel her heart, steady and even. She's completely sure.
I place my right hand on the small of her back. "I came here for you."
"I know that Vincent," she strokes my entire being. Her fingers are gentle as they explore my body. Her lips soft as they caress mine.
I breathe her in as she keeps her lips close to mine. The kiss is unending.
"Then why'd you stop me from meeting your father?"
"I want you to meet him but I don't want to lose you," her voice is sincere and yet sad.
I hold her tighter. I hold on to her as if my life depends on it. "I'm not going anywhere."
"Dad knew what was in Mom's boxes. I don't know what he knows or who he knows. If he recognizes you," she raises her left hand to my scar and caresses it with her fingertips.
I press her tighter to me and I feel her heart against mine, beating as if it was my last breath. "I understand."
"Do you?" her eyes are questioning.
I shake my head. "I want to."
"Vincent, do you remember in the loft after a case, when the artist was murdered? I came over to talk to you," she brushes my cheek with the back of her fingers.
"Vaguely."
"I may not show it or say it often enough," she pauses and look into my eyes. "Vincent, you are the best thing in my life." She kiss my lips and takes me in. "All that you are makes this worth it. Being here with you is all that matters."
I hold on to her and kiss her with all that I have, with all that I am. Catherine kisses me back and our hearts tangle. She gives me the best of her and I wrap her in who I am.
Her body is light on top of mine. She stays still as she looks into my eyes, glowing and reflecting in hers. "I love you," she gently kiss my lips and run her fingers through my hair. Catherine smiles down at me. She's perfect. Always has been.
I open my mouth and breathe her in. I give in again. She taste my all, my soul. She stills my heart. It beats faster. Her tongue melts with mine. She kisses me and I kiss her. I taste her lips, her mouth. I lick her tongue and swallow her moans. She is my sweetest sin, my only desire.
I'm barely afloat. I hold tightly to her, the sheets. I'll be damned before I give her up. She is my life, my soul, my need, my want.
"You are my life," I confess. She is my entire being.
She trace my fangs with her tongue and tastes my sin. "And you are my life, Vincent."
She draws my lip to hers and I kiss her like never before. I taste her life, her love. She pauses and stares into me. Her soul meets mine. I'm captivated.
"I love all of who you are," she repeats and kiss my lips, my life and my all.
Her heart is on mine. My heart is hers. I look up at her eyes. I see the stars sparkling. I smile into her soul. I kiss her lips and hold onto her. She was the buoy that keeps me afloat, the anchor that keeps me still.
I wrap my arms around her. I place my hands flat on the small of her back. My fingers slowly crawls, caressing her torso. Her skin is soft, smooth as silk. Her lips will be the death of me. She captures me over and over again.
My brown eyes reflects in hers. I no longer have fangs. My heartbeat is normal again. I don't know how she does it.
Her lips are heaven on my beating heart. My chest tightens as she kisses my heart again. Her tongue is warm but I shiver.
Air rushes out when she licks my nipple. It was unnerving and she does it again. She draws it into her mouth and gently sucks. I revel in ecstasy as she continues with the other. Her lips land on my other chest, which is quickly rising and falling. I gasp, a moan, as she lowers her lip to my lungs, my rib cage. I lose my breath and hold onto it. She's all I'll ever want.
Her tongue is soft and warm as she traces every line of my abs, every deep breath of my lungs. She slowly takes her time. I lose myself and drown in her passion. She licks my scar by my hip, a wound from when they tried killing the beast. She kisses it and I was close.
I float in ecstasy as I feel her lips on mine again. I taste her passion and I bury my hands in her hair. She is my obsession, my love, my life.
Her moans touch my lips as she kisses me. I open my mouth and taste her lust and desires. I wrap her tightly in my arms as the kiss grows with fervor, the longing and yearning quickly rising. My body craves hers. I can't get enough. She'll be the end of me.
I bury my hands in her hair as I feel her lips on my neck. I feel the growing passion in my body and the burning in my eyes once again. Both of our hearts elevate and I knew there is turning back from here. Her rising heartbeat makes me feel alive and needed.
"Catherine, I want to make love to you," I confess, surrendering to the all consuming passion of our love, our life and the overwhelming desires.
She pauses, her eyes stare into mine. I see the amber reflecting back. She kiss my lips and whispers. "I love you, Vincent."
She presses her body on mine and I wrap her in my arms. Her kiss weakens me but ignites my core. I want it all. I want her all.
"I have to get something," she slowly rises from my body, the bed.
She is close yet I still missed her. I get up and follow her as she pauses in front of the TV stand.
I hug her from behind and lock my hands above her navel. I place my chin on her bare shoulder. "Your yes feels like a no."
"Just looking for something," she tells me as she continues to rifle through her purse.
"It can wait," I say impatiently as I kiss her cheek and let my lips trail down her neck. I lower my mouth to her shoulder, kissing it softly.
She leans back, her body flush against mine, and tilts her head up to look at me. I brush my fangs over her pulse and suck it gently into my mouth. She drops her purse and lowers her hand on top of mine. I skim my fingertips over her quivering body, her hands my guide. I press my lips to her shoulders and draw out moans from her mouth as my tongue licks her, tastes her.
I drown in the sweet sounds of her passion, captivating my body as we start to move together, our hips swaying. I press her close and breathe her delicious scent in. She squeeze my wrists as I splay my fingers on her ribcage, softly letting my fingertips glide over it. She turns her head and I take her lips to mine. I taste her moans, her lust. I can smell her desires, her need to be fulfilled.
She exhales loudly as I move my hands to her back, moaning in great pleasure. I trace her spine, caressing her skin with my fingers, until I reach the fabric of her thong. I feel her body shiver as I remove it and her legs tremble as my fingertips graze her thighs. My lips worship her, my tongue loves her, kissing her soft luscious skin, her legs, her thighs.
"Vincent. Condoms. Floor," she breathes out heavily.
I place one in her hand and she squeezes my fingers when I kiss her hip. I growl, her scent is strong. She smells of flowers on a spring day, blooming sweetly in the meadows. Her lust fills the air, the room strong of bouquets.
I press my lips on the small of her back and feel the heat of her body with my fingers. I lick her spine, my hands following along her stomach. She shivers in pleasure, a small moan escaping her body.
I pull her to me, my chest on her back. She press her hips to mine, her soft curves grinding into me. I kiss her neck as we slowly start to move, our hips rocking back and forth.
I unhook her bra and it falls to the floor. I feel the glowing of my eyes as it follows the curve of her breasts. My hands follow my eyes. Her breath hitches, stops, as my fingers consume her body, greedily taking all it wants from her as I slide my fingers in and out of her warmth.
"Make love to me, Vincent." she whispers, surrendering as I penetrate her core. "I want you to make love to me."
I hear the quivering in her voice as she starts to come undone. Her scent is intoxicating. I'm drunk on her lust as her orgasm fills the room. My heart pounds against her back, rapidly beating inside my chest. My pulse quickens, the adrenaline rushing. I press her body close to mine and crush my lips to hers. I can feel something overtaking me.
She turns in my arm and stares into my soul. She cups my face and kiss my lips.
"Vincent, it's okay."
She kisses me again and licks my lips. I open my mouth and I feel her tongue on my fangs.
"It's okay," she repeats.
I nod my head and hug her tightly. I hold her until my heart beats with hers.
"Vincent," she looks me in the eye. I see my brown ones in hers.
She kisses my being, my life, my soul. I hang on to her lips as I hear the buckle of my belt. I taste the hunger of her tongue and hear the zipper of my pants as it's being lowered.
Her fingers are slow and steady as she lowers my pants taking my boxer briefs as well. Her breath is warm on my legs, my thighs. I gasp, my lungs completely out of air as I feel her tongue licking the tip. I feel her warm mouth around me as she takes me in slowly in one thrust. I keep my eyes on hers as I rock my hips and slide in and out of her mouth slowly. She enjoys it as much as I do and dares me to continue as my beast lurks closely.
"Not yet. Not like this," I release her and help her up to her feet.
"Next time," she tells me. "And I sure hope you don't hold back either."
"I wouldn't dare."
I fall on the bed as she pushes me. I'm floating in ecstasy. I'm above my body. Her hand tightens around me as she rolls the condom on. It's been too long since I've made love and it was the best feeling in the world to look into her eyes as our bodies unite and become one.
She's on top of me, riding me. I'm beyond ecstasy. I feel her whole warmth around me, surrounding me, all of me. I drown in the sea of green, her eyes. I melt beneath her. I'm within her.
She covers my lip with hers and kisses me. She possess my body and mind. I'm floating. This is happiness. We move as one, our hips thrusting, trusting one another. My thirst for her is unending. I capture her lips and lace my fingers in her hair. She strokes my tongue and kiss every nerve in me. She taste of sweet undying passion.
Our hips move, up and down. I feel every movement. The cold and warmth, in and out. I was lost in paradise of bliss.
My core pulses with every stroke and with every thrust. I feel the quickening pace of her heart on mine. I can hear my own heart pounding in my ear. She'll be the death of me.
She softly press her lips behind my ear. She lowers her kiss to my rapid pulse. Her soft tongue taste the desires and I slowly start to come undone.
I feel the want, the need controlling my body. I arch my back and pull her closer to me. She moans against my skin, her words vibrating through me. I feel her heat, her desire. I can smell her need and her want.
"So good," she kisses my neck and softly sucks on my pulse.
We thrust, together, moving. I fill her over and over.
"Mmmhhhmmm," I reply.
She kisses my jaw, my cheek and my scar. I lower my hands to her neck and softly graze her back with my fingertips. I squeeze her hips as I feel her tongue stroke mine, tasting of love.
We sway and thrust. We move and dance. We make love and fall in love. We move as one.
"I'm close, Vincent."
I pin her underneath me and bury myself deeper within her. She grasp my shoulders, her nails digging. I raise her leg and place it on my waist as my hand slides down her smooth and silky thigh. I kiss her lips and she pulls me in further. I thrust faster and deeper.
The burning, the yearning, captures me. My amber eyes stares back at me. She kiss my lips and she licks all of me. She knocks my senses.
Catherine tightens her hold, her legs wrap around me. She screams out loud and I get lost in her euphoria. She holds me in her arms. I feel her lips, soft and gentle. She kisses me with all her being.
I kiss her lips and continue to thrust. She arches her back and meets my hips. I'm closer than ever. Her body gives in again, a rush of wave washes over me, sucking me in, pulling me in with her. I descend and drown, my head spiraling as the world turns and revolves around me, us.
My lips hang on to her. My body caves in, shaking as I feel every fiber of my being traveling. She fills my mouth with adoration and rapture as we both come undone.
I see brown reflecting in her eyes. Our souls meet as we come together.
I wrap her in my arms and pull her close to my body. She relaxes, places her hand over mine. She lays her back against my chest and entwine our fingers together. I hold her tightly and breathe her in.
She's deep within me. She's my entire being and life. "Are you okay?" I whisper in her ear.
She squeezes my hand as my lips land on her neck and descend to her bare shoulders. I kiss her soft skin and taste the warmth of her body. I feel the heat rising between us.
"Mmmhhhmmm."
I smile against her shoulder. "I love you, Catherine."
"I love you too, Vincent."
"Is it okay if I stay tonight?" I ask her.
She turns in my arm. I feel her heart on mine. Her hand is warm on my scar. I can feel her breath on my lips. She kisses me. My heart skips a beat.
"You're a stubborn fool, Vincent Keller. Don't you understand by now, how deep in love I am with you? I didn't have you come here for a one night stand. I want to be with you."
"I didn't want to assume," I answer. "So, you planned all of this?"
Her body pulses against mine. I can feel every inch of her skin touching me, wanting to be touched.
"Did I plan sleeping with you tonight? No. Heather had a few choice words before I came up here," she tilts her head her and brush my lips with hers. There's a smile forming in her eyes, sparkling with life and love.
I smile against her lips and fall deep in her eyes, drowning in her passion. I hold her closer. I can't let her go. I breathe her in and close my eyes. My senses react. I kiss her lips and I can't get enough. I feel her want and love.
She holds on tighter, her legs crosses mine. I lower my hands on her back and follow the smooth curve of her body. She buries her head on my chest and I feel her moans vibrate through our bodies.
She kisses my heart, beating wildly against her lips. I feel the passion and lust, our bodies still in the state of euphoria. My hand wanders her body, a journey with no destination. I'm aroused by her perfection, my mind exploring her soul.
"You're beautiful," I want her again, all of her, to connect, mend and mold. "I should thank her then."
"For the condoms, yes. For me loving you, that was all your doing. You made me fall in love with you," she brushes my hair, her nails scratching my scalp. "Vincent, I want to wake up in the morning with you here in this room, preferably on this bed, in your arms. If I'm not clear yet, I want you to stay tonight, tomorrow, the next day and after."
I press my lips on hers, kissing her. I taste her love as our tongues touch, melting together in the throes of passion. I feel her nails rake my scalp and down the nape of neck. I open my mouth wider and her tongue explores the depths of our kiss. I want her all, her soul. I want my body deep within hers, our worlds colliding, expanding as one.
I give in, letting her body overtake mine. She is all of me. She straddles me, her body sitting on top of mine. My amber eyes glows in hers as she looks at me, its depths beyond my being.
I hear her heartbeat, steadily and together. She accepts me, all of me. I stare deep in to her. I see my being and life in hers. She presses her heart on mine and kiss my lips.
"I didn't know it was our honeymoon," I finally managed to answer. I lazily draw on the small of her back and smile.
"I want you to stay, not just here in this room, Vincent. I want to see you because I miss and you miss me. At the end of the of day I want to hear your voice because you've been thinking about me," her heart glows, heightening with her emotions. I hear it loudly and clearly.
Her eye draws me in. I'm inside her world. Her soul meets mine and won't let go.
"I want us, Catherine. I want all of those things, too," I lock my hands behind the small of her back. I hug her close and hold her life in mine. "I'll always look after you and protect you."
I feel her heartbeat start to race. "Do you mean it Vincent?"
"I'm only sure about one thing and that's how I feel about you. I can't promise you anything but my heart, Catherine," I hold on to her as if afraid to lose her.
She runs her fingers through my hair. "I'm not asking for anything else. The only thing I want from you is your heart and time."
"I promise to be here when you wake up and every morning after."
"You make me happy Vincent, do you know that?" she takes me whole, kissing my lips with all that she is.
I taste the passion of her love and crave the lust of her body. I yearn for her all, the wonderous feeling of lovemaking. I'm in love with her.
I nod my head and smile foolishly. "I am truly in love with you, Catherine Chandler," I've never been sure of anything until now.
"And I am madly in love with you, Vincent Keller."
THE END
EPILOGUE
I wake to the heat of her body next to me. I envelope her in my arms, holding her close to me. I open my eyes and meet hers. She's beautiful. I tighten my arms around hee.
She's the ray of sunshine as I feel the warmth of her breath on my neck and the softness of her lips kissing me. I hang on to the blissful greeting. "Good morning, my love," her voice causes me to shiver. I can't get enough of her.
I hold her tightly as her lips make its way up to my jaw, my cheek and my scar. I press her body to mine until I feel her heartbeat against my chest. It's loud and it's mine. I can't help how I feel. She's my everything.
"I'm in love with you, Catherine," I open my eyes and stare in to hers. I fall so deep each time. She captures me. "You're the best part of me that I can't let go."
She softly kiss my lips. "You're the best thing to happen to me," she captivates me and I hang on to her words.
Her fingers gently trace my scar as her eyes touch my soul. There's no other for me. It's always been her. Since the day we first met. The angel that saved the monster in me.
My heartbeat rises as I gaze into her soul. She's my reason, my entire being. I wake with purpose as she holds me, in her arms. I am hers. I fall over and over.
Her kiss is like the first. I open my mouth and meet her tongue. Her fingers trace the coldness of my veins and the hardening of my muscles. She breathes her life into me as my fangs start to grow. Her tongue is soft against them.
"I'm in love with all that you are Vincent," her words pierce through my heart. I bleed her love. "I'll never forget the day you saved me. I've never been more thankful in my life. Everyday I want you to know how much you mean to me."
She kisses my heart and I hold on to her. I feel the coldness of my veins as her lips kiss my neck. I bury my hands in her hair as she sucks on my pulse, bringing me back to life.
I'm stumbling blindly as she kiss my lips. The wetness of her tongue guides me to a place of bliss. I taste her as if never before. I pull her close and hug her tightly. She molds her body to mine and pin me underdeath her.
She blankets me with her love. She's paradise in the darkness. She's the light that won't let me lose my way in the dark despair.
"It's okay Vincent. I trust you."
I hold on. She's setting me on fire. I clench my fist, grasping at the edge of her light. My yellow eyes stare back at me as she looks deep within. She gently caress my cheeks, tracing the roughness of it.
I close my eyes and listen to her heart. I follow her lead. She guides me back. I press my heart to hers and hug her like never before. She kiss my lips and I can't let go. I kiss her 'cause she's the only one. I taste her tongue as she kiss my love. I'm deep in love, far in the unknown.
The sweet passion burns through my body and consumes the cold fear. I growl out as her tongue trace my fangs. I'm damned forever in her love. The light of her soul calls me. I see the depth of her in my eyes. My reflection is who she sees.
"Catherine..."
"I'm here, Vincent. It's okay."
She blankets me with her warmth. I wrap her in my arms, forever. I close my eyes and listen to her heartbeat. She lays her head on my shoulder and I hold on until she's all I feel. She's the calm during a storm. I need her more than she needs me. She's everything I'm not.
Her heart changes me. I hug her with my life. "I'm sorry, Catherine."
"I'm in love with you, Vincent. Always. Whatever happens, I'm here. Don't forget that." She catches me in the darkness. I see her light. I need her more than ever.
She kisses my heart and lays her head over it.
"I love you, Catherine." My heart settles. I know she feels it.
"Let's just lay here. I don't want to be anywhere else. I just want to be in your arms all day."
"I just want to be with you, always," I answer. There's no other.
"And I'll always love you," she settles into my arm and lays her head on my heart.
I close my eyes and sync mine with hers. "I love you, Catherine."
I fall asleep to her heart beating with mine.