Never understood a disclaimer in a FANFICTION. If it's written by a FAN then I believe it's obvious that the person writing isn't the OWNER. But hey! Disclaimers are good things to have I suppose.
Author's Note: This first piece is set in first person. I make no claims that I am grammatically correct in anything I write. I'm fairly sure I've made more than one or two mistakes. But they are mine to make. I do not have a beta so these are just getting the spellcheck look over before I post them. You've been warned.
"I. . . I don't know how."
"That's okay, I can teach you."
The day was warm and the winds brought the scent of the freshly picked flowers from the little greenery just down the street wafting into the open window of our home. I awoke to that scent and your fingers gliding along my bare back. The touch was light and not meant to wake but there I lay, lazily drinking in the morning's rays filtering in from behind the fluttering curtains of the open window. I could have lain there forever and reveled in your caress and not have been bothered about wasting my time away in bed while the rest of the world moved around us.
All too soon you realized I was awake and withdrew your hand. It didn't bother me as much as I thought it would, especially when your hand slipped around my waist and pulled me flush with your naked frame. Your breath tickles the back of my neck before warm supple lips press against the base then skim across my shoulder. I close my eyes and lean into your lips with a sigh ushering from my throat. This moment is precious and I want nothing more than to savor it for all that it's worth for I know all too soon you'll pull away and leave me alone in the covers.
But the moment I've been dreading never comes. I'm still tucked against your chest and your lips are still working their way along my shoulder, back towards my neck. This confuses me and I wanted to ask why you've stayed. You never stay. But….but I'm afraid that if I question, you'll leave me like you always have before. Would you toy with me after so long? Knowing you for who you are; you might and I fear that you are.
"I'm not going anywhere Two-tone." You breath against the hallow of my neck before kissing it gently. "You're a better teacher than you give yourself credit for."
I turn to look at you over my shoulder, confused and you just give me a light smirk. I had almost worked my thoughts out when you make my entire mind blank out with your next words.
"I love you."
I'm no longer worried about going to work today. . .