"Carm." She whispers like she's trying to get your attention. But she has your attention. She always had, right?
The nights a blur for the most part, but you know you're getting her full attention. There's a moan that sends chills through your body and you smile. You're not stopping till she tells you to or you get her to where she needs to be. There's a breathless gasp, skin wet with sweat you're sure you caused, your name being called, and then the collapse of bodies. You fall asleep in her arms with a smile and heavy breathing.
It was great and magical, but you wonder how she does it every time. How she makes you want her so much and how she makes every touch feel like the first time you've touched. Perhaps it's that you're so in love or that you don't want to touch or feel anyone else beside you, but you thank whatever deity is out there that she's been with you for so long.
When you wake up your vision is groggy but you know who's arms are around you. You smile and yawn before carefully untangling yourself and finding wherever your clothes went. Jean's and shirts next to the bed, your bra on the dresser, her bra on the small desk, and undergarments both at the foot of the bed. You laugh slightly and decide to just dress lazily until and perhaps warm something up.
It's snowing outside so you settle on what Laura dubbed "mocha Choca uh- Blood..a?" It was simple really. Pigs blood (boring but better than nothing), a chocolate sweetener, dash of cinnamon, and citrus juice. It's good oddly. It's delicious much like your sleeping beauty you watch as you sit in her chair putting your hair up and crossing your legs.
"You're gorgeous cupcake." You smile and take a sip. She really is the only thing keeping you sane at times and you want to thank her because she's your world, but you can't. There's not enough words but perhaps there's enough love.
You fix your sweats and remember the first time you two had such a magical night. You were still at Silas and lord were you both nervous but you made due and it was the best night ever. However, you stayed up most of the night awake hearing her heart beat and breath against you like it was a sympathy you could only hear like this. You remember her waking up and muttering that she loved you before falling asleep again and you remember crying. Not because you regretted anything, but it had been so long too long since someone said and meant that. You held her closer and managed to drift off but when she repeated it in the morning you did your best to hide your tears.
Laura stirs and you snap out of your daydream of that night only for her computer to make a noise that no longer surprises you. You open it and laugh that she forgot to turn it off.
"Fancy," you mutter. It's a reminder she set up about meeting with someone for an assignment.
Laura took other classes for a while, but last year she switched to Journalism again with a side of filmography or something of the sort. She enjoyed it and you wanted her to be happy so you went with it and couldn't complain because she knew when to turn a camera off and in reality only wanted to capture the truth for people. You were her guide on what people should and shouldn't see because there were things that no one was ready for.
She was to stay out and interview someone later before spending a day shadowing someone- a director? Well at least it was hands on training. Not exactly the same. Documentaries you sigh.
"Carm?" The voice sounded alarmed. You turn quickly to find her sitting up and looking around panicked. She relaxes when she sees you and you smile warmly at her. "Hey." She sits at the edge of the bed and catches her bra.
"Hey." You laugh as she grabs your shirt and pulls it on before yawning and stretching. "Sleep well?" You chuckle at the look she gives you.
"Yes." She smirks and tells you seriously. "very well." She stands up and walks up yo you. You've done this so much it's natural that you put your cup and legs down so she can lower herself onto your lap wrapping her hands around your neck.
"Is that so?" You ask but kiss her. Your kisses are always longer then expected, but neither of you complains. Your hands are on her hips and you pull her closer.
"I have things to do." She reminds you in case you want to stay and sleep some more.
"I know that. I thought we could spend time together before-"
"School stuff." You laugh.
"I meant out. Before your stuff."
"Oh." She nods. "Okay."
"Yeah?" You smile.
"Yeah, I'd love that." She leans in for another kiss.
"Good." She giggles and kisses you.
This is different than the previous one. Her lips move against yours more smoothly and you can properly taste that cherry flavor she has about her. She wants to pull back you can feel that, but she just can't. You can't either until she makes a breathless sound and you pull back so she can breathe. She's a little flushed she got so into it, but you sit up and kiss her forehead letting her know it's just you two and no one else.