Simple

"You did just say you love me, right?"

"Maybe"

"Maybe?"

"Yes…I just said I love you"

"So…you love me?"

"I love you"

"You know…we've only just met"

"…So"

"So…you can't possible know me, enough to love me"

"I watched you for weeks before I ever approached you. I watched you hide from others. I watched you read your books by candlelight. I watched you bury every dead body that you found. I watched you cry yourself to sleep almost every night."

"Neil…"

"In my mind, we've had a thousand conversations. A hundred arguments. We've had sex, like, dozens of times. Brick house, picket fence, 2.5 children, a garden, and a golden retriever."

"Yeah…but Neil, none of those things actually happened"

"Not yet"

"Oh Neil…Neil you can't love me. What about the others?"

"They'll love you too. We'll all love you…and you'll love us."

"…Simple"

"Just that simple"

Tomorrow

"…Neil?"

"Shhhhhh…sex now"

"…oh"

I let Neil lay me on the blanket. I watch as he removes all his clothes. I'm still wearing my dress. He kneels down beside me. He takes my hand in his and kisses it. He kisses the tip of every finger. Then my palm. Then, each knuckle. He covers my hand in kisses. Then, he turns it over and kisses the inside of my wrist. He drags his lips back and forth across the inside of my wrist. Then butterfly kisses up the inside of my arm. By the time he gets to the inside of my elbow I'm out of breath. It's just my arm for god's sake. Then, he sucks the inside of my elbow hard and I jump two inches off the ground. I close my eyes as he moves up my arm. I'm engulfed in his body heat as he leans over me, kissing his way across my collar bone, to work on my other arm in reverse. I can't keep still on the blanket. He kisses his way back up to my neck. I can feel each and every kiss, like tiny little brands across my skin. He lays down beside me, and I unconsciously open my legs for him to lie between. When he slides over me, settling in the cradle of my thighs I sigh out-loud. My god that feels so right. He lowers his face down to kiss me, and I turn my head to meet him, but he buries his face in my neck instead. He bites his way up the side of my neck to suck and nibble on my ear and my hips rock forward lifting us both off the ground. He devours my neck alternating between biting and kissing and sucking. And I rock us to and fro with my hips, moaning shamelessly. He bites my neck where it meets my shoulder and I shout out, dragging my nails down his back.

"Oh no, I'm sorry" I say when his back bows away from my nails.

"No…good…more…" he says in-between the bites.

I knead the muscles in his back as he kisses my collar bone. I work my way down to the top of his butt. I grab it, and pull him tighter to me. His ass is smooth and soft and hard. His length lies heavy and hot between us.

Finally, our lips meet and he kisses me proper. He tastes so sweet, like candy. He moves his hips down and his erection is suddenly press right against me. I wrap my legs around his hips pulling him even closer still. He moves his hips as much as he can, and when he hits me just right I gasp in his mouth, my body locking up.

"…there" he breathes. And then he starts to rock his hips over and over.

"Oh my god!"

He grabs my leg and pulls it high up on his waist, all the while rocking his hips, smashing his shaft into my spot, kissing me senseless. Kissing me breathless.

Then we roll and suddenly I'm on top. Looking down at him, his face flushed, his lips swollen, his grin ridiculous, I think…"I could love him". I start to unbutton my dress, but he stops me, sitting up and kissing my chest and moving my hands away. He nuzzles my breasts rubbing his face back and forth along my skin his short whiskers scratching at my flesh. He unbuttons my dress to my navel and unhooks my bra in the front. My nipples draw up in the cool evening air and he full-on kisses each one. He kisses and bites and sucks and nuzzles my breasts from every angle and I rock and moan and squirm above him.

He pulls me back down and rolls us again till I'm pinned under him. Suddenly he's pushing inside me. I tense up, I'm not ready. He's moving too fast. I bite my lip and close my eyes. I wait for the pain, but it doesn't come. I feel stretched and full. More aware of that part of my body than ever, but no pain. I open my eyes and meet his. His face is inches from mine. He's wearing that stupid grin again, and I feel my face pull up into one of my own.

"It doesn't hurt." I breathe.

"Does it feel good?"

"Um…it feels…there. Like…really THERE. But, that's kinda it."

Neil rolls his hips forward, pushing deeper inside me. The stretching intensifies and then ebbs, only to have him move deeper again. And deeper still. Each time, I think it's going to be too much, and each time he stops just long enough for my body to adjust. After what seems like forever, our hips finally touch. His body completely sheathed in mine.

"Well?" Neil says, his breathing labored. A slight tremor in his belly, pressed to mine.

"Um…it doesn't feel bad." He sighs. His forehead pressing against mine.

"Here, maybe it's the angle." I rock my hips forward, then back, seeking the sensations I felt earlier.

"Aaagggghhh! Shit, don't do that." He grabs my hips with both hands.

"kiss me." he says. So I kiss him. We kiss. He wraps his arms around me. I wrap my arms around him. And we kiss. He tastes like honey and cream and kindness and home and love. I melt into his arms. He sinks into the cradle of my body. He's so warm. I feel his pulse deep within me. He whispers ever so quietly in-between kisses that he loves me, and I desperately want to say it back. He starts to rock his hips into mine. Slowly, so slowly. And oh god it feels good. Really good. I arch and roll my hips, meeting his every thrust. We move faster and faster. Breathlessly kissing each other. I pull at his ass, desperate to be somehow closer to him. I drag my nails along his back when it get too sweaty to hold onto. He pulls at my dress, balling it into his fists. Faster and faster. Harder and harder. Neil starts to grunt and growl driving himself deeper and harder into my body. He's close. I'm close too.

"Oooohhh…not yet…not yet…" I say as I kick my pelvis up into his. "Please not yet…"

Neil reaches between us and presses his thumb down on my clitoris, hard, and I explode into a million pieces of white light. I am air and music and fire and love. I'm a supernova. I'm magic. I'm his.

…I'm his.

When I fall back down to earth, eons later, Neil is just soaring off into the stars. I lay back and watch him go. His neck is corded, every muscle, every vein standing at attention. His head thrown back. His chest bright red. His thumbs digging into my hips. I put my hand to his chest and feel his heart beat against my palm. I feel his body go inside me. Then he's looking down at me. We lock eyes. There's so much in his gaze. So many words still left unsaid. I try to look away but he holds my face in both his hands.

I know what he wants me to say. What he needs me to say.

"Neil…"

"Neil…I…I'm glad you're here."

He rests his forehead on mine again. He sighs, so deeply. "Me too."

He pull away from me to lie on his back. He runs his hands through his hair in a gesture I'm beginning to know so well. Then he rolls over onto his side facing away from me. That one small act causes a pain in my heart I didn't know possible. I hesitantly put my hand on his shoulder, certain he'll push it away. Praying that he won't push it away.

"Neil…?" I say softly, fighting tears.

Nothing.

"Neil…?" I say, suddenly terrified.

Nothing.

Then he takes my hand and draws it up under his arm, and across his chest. Dragging me across the blanket and up against his back in the process.

"Go to sleep. We have a big day tomorrow."

He holds my hand to his heart. I bury my face in his back, my body curling around his. And we fall fast asleep. We have to. Tomorrow's a big day. Tomorrow we go home.