Title: Decadent

Author: Moi . . . fantasychick

Pairing: Mi/L

Rating?

Summary: It's decadent.

Disclaimer: Not mine, wish they were mine!


Decadence.

Decadent, wonderfully sore and absolutely satisfied.

Those were the feelings that greeted Liz when she awoke that morning with aching muscles, completely naked and next to an equally naked sleeping Michael. Just the memories of what they had done last night were enough to make her flush. The wanton abandon the passion and yes the love that she had felt as Michael had worshipped her body all through the night. Sitting up careful not to wake her lover, Liz stretched and reached over to turn her alarm clock off before it started to buzz before lying back down and snuggling into his side, the still sleeping Michael wrapping his arm over her body holding her close to him.

Thinking back, Liz could see the little hints the gestures the shared looks that had all led up to this moment in her life, to this man. But back then she had been clueless about anything to do with the opposite sex the exception being Alex and he was more of a brother figure in her life. No, back then Little Lizzie Parker had been a daddy's little girl, more interested in microscopes and her studies. In other words she had been a naïve little girl.

And even though every now and then she gets nostalgic over a remembrance of her innocence she will be forever glad that Michael 'Stonewall' Guerin came into her life and taught her how to enjoy it to the fullest, how to love.

Love . . . one word with so much meaning.

Love for a good friend or a faithful pet, sibling love, parental love and the love of soul mates.

Soul mates.

I can honestly say that I have met mine and he is currently holding me gently against his naked well toned form.


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