The door slammed. Angry he left the house, trying to decide if there was a reason to go back. He kept walking foward knowing what he might be leaving behind. He loved his wife so much but when they fought they fought bringing up old arguments to hurt one another. Walking and walking till he reached a bar on the far end of town. He entered not sure if this is what he needed but knowing it would take his mind off of everything. One beer, two, three and still he could feel the pain of her words. Last call. One more, denied. Told go Home, see your wife. Home. Did that exist anymore? Yes. It had to. His life relied on the concept. He knew walking while impaired could cause a whole lot of trouble but he also knew that walking would help him sober up quickly so his wife couldn't use it against him. 1 hour 23 minutes 4 missed phone calls later he was at his front door. 30 seconds, standing waiting for it to open on its own. 42 seconds his hands reach for the door nobe. 4 seconds to turn the nobe and another 10 to push open. One step, two. His wifes quite sobs can be heard from the main entrance. Walking slowly and percisly he made it to their bed room. His wifes face pressed gently into the pillow as violent shaking raked her body. Walking towards her causes her to look up. Eyes blotchy and cheeks a radiant red. She sits up whipping her eyes of her tears. He sits on the bed. Seconds, minutes maybe hours pass a word not spoken. His hands lifts up and caress her check. A Yes comes from her lips. Passion over takes them. Gently his face reaches hers. A kiss is shared then another untill neither can take it anymore. She grabs his face bringing him to her for a passionate kiss. He lowers her unto the bed. Love radiating from both. Gently he starts to unbutton her night shirt. She does the same. His leather jacket taking a little longer. He helps and stuggles out of the jacket and throws the shirt over his head. He presses against her, feeling her naked skin on his own. He finds her bottoms and pulls them down quickly. She finds his vipper and does the same. They look into each others eyes before he enters her. Slowly and tenderly they love each other. Small kisses and light pants are all that is shared between the two. They both feel it. The tightening in the lower abdomines. She reaches her peak. Calling out his name bringing him over the edge. He lays on top of her. Feeling her heart beat slow and realishing in its sound. he rolls over her with the little energy he has left. His mind and body are both spent. He looks over to see his wifes face, now calm and happy when a mere hour ago it was sad lonely. His strong arms pull her over to lay on his chest. She breathes in. For now they are happy. Tomorrow might bring something else. But now, while she is in his arms. They are happy. He looks at his wife. She is more beautiful then he could ever dream. He finally says it.
" I love you Rose"
Hes only reply is a soft hum that comes out of her mouth. She has fallin asleep.
He gives a light chuckle and does the same.
Hey my first attempt at a lemon...