This one is really short. It just worked out that way. Pay attention to the timestamps, because this fic jumps around a little bit. If you've got any questions, just ask.
Forgot to add this the first time, but I'm sure you all know – Twilight isn't mine.
Thanks to KristenLynn for the beta and so much more. Have I mentioned she's the wind beneath my wings?
~CHAPTER TWO~
/ he said: The Point of No Return – 1:30 a.m.
You are so Goddamn beautiful.
Those eyes of yours are the biggest, most captivating things I've ever seen. Like dark, expensive whiskey, they glimmer and gleam just like two fingers of my favorite fine single malt, just as deep and velvety warm. It brings to mind the smooth, searing taste on my tongue.
And it makes me wonder what you taste like. Ten times better, I bet.
Now I've got you pressed up against me – and I'm in heaven, feeling all those soft, delicious, gentle curves. Damn if it isn't better than anything I've imagined since I met you. It's also inspiring quite a reaction down lower. I've been fighting a semi most of the night and it's rapidly becoming a losing battle.
I don't care if this is only our first "official" date. I don't know everything about you, but I do know that I want to know it all. I want to know your most embarrassing childhood memories and maybe tell you some of mine. I want to take you out and show you off, and I want to stay in on quiet, rainy nights, wrapped up in a blanket on your couch. I want a picture of us to put in my office; maybe a few racy ones for my camera roll.
But at the root of it all I'm a guy… and what I really want to do is fuck you. Repeatedly. I want to know what you look like first thing on a lazy Sunday morning, warm and naked in my bed. But you need to know that even when I fuck you hard, it will never be just that. Because I'm falling for you – practically tumbling right off the cliff, and I don't even care. It feels good.
It feels right.
~HS:SS~
I know, this is little more than a drabble. I hate that. But it works. That being said, I really loved seeing the familiar names in the reviews. You guys are the best.
Given the right incentive, I just might post another chapter before I head to bed tonight...
Spread the word, guys. I need some internet validation. (Not that what I've already received isn't enough - it's awesome. But I'm greedy...and possibly a little tipsy. I poured my first glass of wine - AKA "Mommy's Juice" - the minute Mr. araeo got home at 5:30.) Totes Magotes. Sorry, I just saw that commercial with James Earl Jones narrating Facebook conversations...
I love you guys. Thanks for reading.
