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I was lifted into Patch's arms, my arms around his neck. Assuring myself I wouldn't fall. He began to walk up the stairs with me. My grip on his neck tightened.

Patch laughed. "Nora, I'm not going to drop you, you're as light as a feather from an angel wing"

When the word angel escaped his mouth his facial expression had fallen sad. His eyes stared into the black hallway as we neared the top. He looked down at me and his facial expression came back. The wild look came back in his eyes. He pulled me closer.

We walked through the pitch black hall way. I was afraid that Patch would hit my head on the frame of my door, but he didn't. I could tell he had experience with this, which left my heart filled with a sadness. I would not be the first one to embrace Patch this way. I could feel the happiness in my face fade. Patch looked down at me, and sat me on the bed. He jumped on it like a tiger, which got a giggle out of me.

Patch lay beside me, looking into each others eyes.

Patch whispered. "Nora, are you sure? I mean I don't want you to regret anything…"

I moved closer to him. I quietly began to speak.

"My only regret will be that I was not the first one to embrace you. I mean come on your tall, mysterious, attractive, built. You can even COOK! You can't tell me that you haven't been with many other gi—"

My words were cut short by Patch. His lips were on mine. His hand on my back pulling me closer. There wasn't a inch of space left between us. His hands were running down my back. he held his hands at the edge of my shirt as if like a question. My answer was to take it off. He quickly and gracefully lifted the shirt over my head. The I lifted his, horribly and uncoordinated.

We stopped for a second catching our breath, and examining each other. Patch's stomach was like an army mans, 6 pack and toned to perfection, his hair was all twisted up because of my fingers, but it gave him a wild look. His dark eyes looked hungry. As for myself, I was in a black laced bra, awkwardly staring at him. Why couldn't I be cool and act normal in a situation like this?

"Because your not normal material Nora." Patched replied to my thought

I sat there with curiosity wondering how he knew what I was thinking. Put just as soon as my curiosity struck that wonderful feeling had come back. Patch was on top of me this time giving me deep, luscious kisses. This time there was really nothing between us. Belly to belly, skin to skin. The kisses became deeper. It felt as though my breath was being sucked away from me, I could never get enough of it.

The feeling was so good, I almost forgot to breath, I didn't want the moment to slip away from me. Patch began to trace my spine, he got up to my clamps and began to undo them. A low moan struck through my voice.

Patch got the last one undone and we heard the door close and lights from the living room flicker on.

"NORA GREY, ARE YOU HOME?"