I stood on the balcony of my apartment looking up into the night's sky. It was such a beautiful night, the stars sparkled drawing ones attention. The crescent moon was almost in the middle of he sky and would soon be hidden by the apartment buildings roof. Nights like these, when my mind didn't want to shut off I would sometimes wander up o the roof and sit for a few hours letting my mind work things out, yet tonight would be different.
I glanced to the slightly opened sliding glass door. It would be see thru if the blue curtains were pulled back. I looked up into the night's sky hoping a shooting star would pass, so I could wish upon it. Of course nothing happens and the night sky stays the same.
A groan draws my attention and I slowly and as silently as possible, on my bare feet, walk over to the door and peek through the opening. I lick my lips as I stare upon his for. His muscular frame reminding me of his strong embrace, that made me feel welcomed. His muscles weren't always noticed by many right off the bat. The muscles he donned, as one could say, fit him perfectly, not too small and not too large. He can hold such strength and yet be as gentle as a feathers touch.
I know he would never hurt me, but he would do everything to protect me even sacrificing his own life. My eyes sadden as that thought enters my mind, one of long ago. I snap out of my past thoughts as I hear shifting from the bed. He's rolled onto his back exposing his muscular chest to me. I close my eyes to will the feeling away. I just want to walk over to the bed and crawl into his embrace.
The sheet of course covered his lower body. The slight glow over his skin as the moon's rays landed upon him. He was a beautiful man, and I don't say that often for men. Most men are gorgeous, sexy, handsome, but beautiful is hardly a term I use for most men. I turn away and slid the door shut and lean against it as I look into the night sky.
I find their body's to be interesting, the muscular ones anyway. Some can seem weak and then approached can turn the fight into their favor. I don't like to watch men fight; it's a bit tasteless. Some women are enthralled with men fighting over them. I would rather have one who knew his strengths and was passive unless provoke. That could make me seem odd in some ways, but each woman is driven by something different when a man comes into the picture, especially if they've closed their hearts.
No matter how one sex feels about the other. Men saying I don't need to rely on a woman, women saying I don't need to rely on men. It's sad to say no matter how much we say that we will still find ourselves wanting to be around that person more and more. I don't like the fact that men believe they rule over us, because we are weaker than they. Woman hold power over a man, and some will keep it hidden to themselves as they watch their man lead. Others show off their stuff, especially the ones who find themselves more attractive than most. Women are cunning, and can be more so when the time is right.
Most men will never admit they have fallen and can be trapped. Some do not even realize it themselves. Something dramatic might have to happen before they realize it. Then there are others who know they have lost themselves to the woman they have. Some will write music to express it, others will constantly show them how much they love them. I've wondered if there is an in-between, I think I've found my answer with the one lying in my bed.
I admit the man that is lying there has taken something from me, and only when I'm around him do I realize that I feel complete when with him. The looks he gives me, the caring he has, the need to protect. I love it all but there is something else hidden deep inside him that makes me frightened, I've only seen it once, and that intrigues me. I want him to unleash it and let me see him in his fullest, yet he hides it. What he hides I have yet to determine, but someday it will be unleashed.
I want to unleash it yet I don't...my fear leads me sometimes. I want to drown in him, be swallowed by his mere presence. I admit I love him, have I said it to him no. My fear controls me once again. I close my eyes as I think bout the past, a slight sound is heard from me as the door slides open so quickly I fall back against the man that opened it.
"You have been standing out here long enough." He whispers as his lips kiss behind my ear. I fight not to fall from his ministrations. I am independent and do not want to be ruled, yet with him I find myself not caring as long as he's around. His arms wrap around my waist and pull me back against his chest.
"Mmm," I murmur as his mouth has moved down my neck to my shoulder. "How long have you been awake?" I ask as a breathy moan escapes me, from the light bite he gave me. His tongue soothed the slight hurt and I could feel my knees wanting to give out. I pulled away from his embrace, his arms reluctant to let go. I walk to the rail and lean my hands on it looking into the sky once more.
"What is wrong?" His voice is near my ear once again. I can feel his body heat, which reminds me it's not too warm outside. He won't touch me unless I tell him he can or initiate the contact myself. I have never really initiated anything with him, he always does. He never seems to mind, and I suppose once I become more comfortable about my feelings and the stuff raging inside me when he is near, I will so something.
"I don't want to be called a tease." A remark from earlier came to my mind. I can tell he didn't like the tone I used. "You called me that earlier I am still slight confused as to why." I murmur.
He moves to my left and leans his bare back against the rail. My eyes trail to his legs, he is wearing a black pair of pajama pants. He moves and slightly leans back over the rail to look at something in the sky, most likely the moon. I watch him and find my breath taken away at his form. He seems perfect and flawless to my vision. I sigh and drop my head and watch as my fingers curl and uncurl around the metal rail.
"I was joking earlier," I hear him mumble. A small smile comes to my face.
"I don't think you were you should lie." I let out a deep sigh and look to the sky once more. I shiver slightly, he just had to wrap me in his warm embrace, I had gotten use to the slight chill and now I would have to wait another hour to do so once again.
"What did you expect me to say?" I hear an iciness to his voice and shivered once again, the temperature seemed to be dropping.
"I expected you to be fine with it, but I was wrong." I mumbled wrapping my arms around myself to get a little warmth back. I felt his gentle eyes turn to me, and glanced at them. He raked a hand through his hair, reminding me of it' silky touch. I shook my head slightly and heaved yet another sigh.
"I'm not use to this," I heard him say. He pushed himself from the rail; I expected he wanted to go back inside. My shoulders dropped slightly until I felt his arms wrap around me. His left hand on my right shoulder and his right hand on my left shoulder. He pulled me back against him and buried his head in my neck.
I gasped at the contact usually when I pull away he leaves me alone; this isn't unwelcome, just new. "Not use to what?" I finally ask him, a chuckle escaping him.
"I'm use to ignoring my feelings around you I can't." He murmurs placing a small kiss to my shoulder them stand to his full height and looks up at the stars with me.
"I guess I pushed you too hard hmm? I smirk as his embrace tightens slightly.
"No," Was the last word he spoke as we gazed up at the stars sparkling in the night. A smile came to my face as a shooting star passed. I closed my eyes and let my wish free.
Yet another fic to add to the list, I'm slowly uploading my other ones and well hopefully I can write more chapters for them. Well I want to see if you can figure out who the characters are. I know there aren't really any implications as to who they are really. I want to see who if any one can guess who they are. I am debating with myself who I want to make them, but I know and hopefully this story will stay really good unlike my others one that are just ehhhhh after a few chapters. Byeeee!
