Hi! So for those who don't follow me on tumblr, I take prompts and turn them to drabbles (I haven't in a while ugh, but yes, I do like to fill out prompts sometimes). I thought I'd post my drabbles and one shots here from tumblr. Most are prompted, and you can leave a prompt to if you'd like, I'm working on the ones I already have and will be crossposting when I finish any of them! enjoy!
Prompt: Cobert+ "I never thought it could be like this."
She sat, frozen, unable to believe her ears. She probably had been staring at him for hours now, although it felt like eternity, with her mouth agape and her heart thrumming loudly against her chest, she was sure he could hear it.
"Cora, say something," he said nervously as he sat in front of her in her bed—their bed, she reminded herself, as he had taken it to himself to sleep there for the past few months since finding her book—and he looked like he was about to keel over, or run away, or probably both.
But she could not speak. She could not move. She was frozen, unable to comprehend what he'd just said and what just happened. She was not even certain that what he said was real, that any of this was real. She had made herself believe a few months after she had married him that he was never going to fall in love with her. She had tried to, of course, but after months of attempting to make him had seemed to fail, she just believed that it was never going to happen. Her future seemed so bleak.
But here he was now, trying to make it…well, a little less bleak.
She heard him laugh nervously and watch as he ran his fingers through his hair, making it even more unruly than normal. But she did not care about that—that was beside the point.
"D-do…are you certain?" she finally found her voice to ask, and she was aware (as there was an incessant nagging at the back of her mind), exactly how stupid her question was. This was Robert they were talking about for God's sake. And he almost never really spoke of feelings or anything in general unless he was in no doubt.
"Cora," he whispered and his hand came up to caress her cheek gently and softly. They were staring at each other, and she was drowning in his blue ones. "I have never been more sure in my entire existence."
Before she could even say anything, he was leaning into her, his lips capturing hers in a heated kiss. When they pulled away, they were both panting. And while she paused to catch her breath, he dove straight to her throat, leaving open mouthed kisses and nipping at it, until she was moaning.
He looked at her, as if anticipating her reaction, or better yet, awaiting her permission. Permission which, she begrudgingly admits to herself, was freely given to him anytime. She only ever wanted to be close to him.
"Cora," he whispered, his breath obviously caught in his throat, as he pulled her nightgown away from her body.
Granted, this was not the first time they had seen each other naked, as they had done that countless of times, but this was different. This was seeing each other in a new light. This was seeing each other as finally two people in love, and they know it.
She blushed, from head to toe, when she caught his eye. He was looking at her as though nothing else in this world pleased him better, no sight in the world made him happier. Deep inside, she was happy that she was finally making him this way. For months, there had been nothing but speculation on her part.
"Robert," she whispered back, just as breathily, when his hand came up to cup her breast. He was gentle and tender and sweet, and though she had spent many a night in his arms, making love, by now, the fact that he'd said, admitted, that he was in love with her made all the difference.
It wasn't very long until she was being pushed to her back gently, and for him to be divested of his clothes as completely as her. And neither did it take very long for him to have gasping, writing underneath him, begging him to finally, please, please, make love to her.
The moment he slid in to her, her eyes fell shut and she could have sworn she saw stars. Before she knew it, he was kissing her softly, coaxing her mouth into the same action their nether regions were doing. It was sweet, gentle, and she felt, now more than ever, closer to him. She felt loved.
"Open your eyes, darling, please," she heard him beg, and though she wanted to comply, she could not possibly open her eyes at the moment. She was so close, so close now, a few more and she'd be in heaven. "Please, look at me." When she did, he gave her a smile, though his hips had not stopped moving. "I love you."
She smiled, tears gathering in her eyes, as she whispered, "I love you too," to him. She could not believe it. She had wished it, of course, but as the months passed, she'd let herself believe that it was never going to happen anymore.
Yet here it was. Here he was. Making love to her, declaring his love to her—she could hardly believe it was now her reality.
When he whispered a soft 'I love you' against her ear once more, accompanied by a thrust, she fell over the edge, and it didn't take him long to follow her there. He collapsed right next to her, and they remained quiet for a while, catching their breaths.
She rolled to her side and stared at him, a little while later, her vision blurred by tears. He looked at her questioningly, looking almost guilty, as if afraid he had hurt her. But before he could let the thought fester in his head, she spoke, a tear falling down her face at the same time.
"I never thought it could be like this," she whispered, her voice was cracking and so was her heart, but it all felt so good, so damn good. "I never thought that love could be like this. Or that you could even love me back. But now…" she paused as she cuddled herself into him, the feelings seemed to overwhelm her and she did not know how to continue further. "I love you, Robert."
Robert dropped a kiss on her hair, and she felt him smile against it. And this made her happy. For the first time, she had made him smile because of her love, not run away from it or be terrified of it.
"I love you, too Cora," he said softly, his arms tightening around her, as one of his hand started rubbing her back. "I love you more than you could possibly even realize or know."
But she did realize, and she did know—because she felt the same. And for the first time since she married him, their future did not seem so bleak.
Fin.
4/28/15
