The Longest Journey

Conclusion

PT.10

"Ok, Marshal, you want to tell me what that was about?" Doc said, snickering, now that Kitty was out of the room.

With a twisted smile, "It's just that when Doc Chapman was here, and I was shot, and couldn't use my right arm for a bit, Kitty took it upon herself to decide I needed a shave."

Doc burst into a laugh. "Ok and how 'd that work out for you?"

"Let me just say, I'm glad it wasn't one of the times I broke a date to a dance or picnic," rolling his eyes, "if you know what I mean." Motioning with his fingers across his throat.

"I can still hear you two." She shouted for the outer room.

The two shrugged their shoulders. Doc whispered, "You're on your own, Marshal."

When they turned, standing in the doorway, with hands on her hips and jaws tight, "Alright, enough, both of you."

Doc now looking at Kitty, "That reminds me, Young lady. Let me take a look at that throat of yours."

"Oh, Doc, I'm fine."

"Humor me." He began to check her throat then moved her collar and stared at the deep black and blue bruises which were so dark they were somewhat purple. Running along her neck with his fingers, "Honey, is this tender?"

Although she said, "No." He took notice to her flinch as his light touch went over them.

"Are you sure, Honey?"

"Yes, Curly, I'm sure. I'd just rather forget about it. Ok?"

Nodding his head, "Ok, but I want you to be careful and if you have…"

"I know, Curly, I will."

A few days later, after a lot of nagging from Matt, Doc agree to let Matt leave his office. But Kitty promised she'd keep a close eye on him.

"You two, both, need a little TLC. Don't know where in Dodge, you're gonna find it but…"

Matt blushed slightly.

"Oh, Doc." Kitty said swatting his arm.

"Now, Kitty, I want you to keep an eye on that wound. If it starts to bleed, here, put some of this on it and keep it clean. And I know this is pointless to say, but see if you two can control yourselves. Will ya?"

She just smirked at him.

Then when he was helping Matt up, and they were talking, "Matt, now I want you to take it easy. Don't overdo. I gave Kitty some ointment for that wound. But see if you can behave yourself. That goes for you both." Then he sniffed and rubbed his mustache.

Kitty got Matt settled in comfortably in her room. "Matt, I'll get us some supper. We can eat up here. Don't want you to overdo."

"Kit, stop fussing. I feel fine, really."

"Sure you do, Cowboy."

Sam helped her get a supper sent up from Delmonico's and since it was a slow night, Sam agreed to handle things with the help of the girls.

There was a cool breeze, so Kitty kept the window open.

After finishing supper, she had poured them both a snifter of Napoleon brandy. Sitting close to him, "To you, for rescuing me once again."

She began to sip, but he stopped her. "No. To us, for always being there for each other."

They both drank to that one.

"Cowboy, can I get you dessert?"

Now a devilish smile appeared across his face. He took the glass from her hand, placing it on the table. "Miss Russell, I do believe, you owe me a long overdue, welcome home."

Brow raised, and a smirk, "Is that a fact, Cowboy?"

"Oh yes, Ma'am, that is definitely a fact."

Pulling her closer, so that he could bury is face in the nape of her neck, "UMMMMMMMMMM! Gosh, Kit, I missed you."

Leaning into him, with her arms wrapped around his large frame, but being very aware of his injured ribs, "Now, Cowboyyyy?"

"Uh ha?"

"Careful, you don't want to hurt yourself."

"Huh?"

"Your ribs..."

"Kit, the hell with them. I need you. I have to have you. Honey, please? Let me make love to you?"

"NO!"

Sitting up, "What?"

"I said, NO! I think I remember someone saying, I owed him a welcome home."

Standing, slowly leading him to their bed, gently sliding his shirt off his broad shoulders, pulling off his boots, then unbuckling is pants. Lightly sliding her tiny hands over his chest and around his sides and ribs, stopping, then gently kissing his chest and down his hard stomach. Placing her hands on his shoulders, to guide him to sit. "Relax, Cowboy. Just enjoy."

He slowly laid back propping himself on the pillow, just watching her enjoy him. Kissing every part of his rock hard body, her touch excited and aroused all his senses. "Kit, Honey…"

"SHHHHHHHH!, just enjoy!"

And she continued.

The passion was lit, she held him in her hand slowly tasting him, warming him.

He knew he was about to explode. Reaching out for her, "Kit! Stop! Come here. I need to hold you."

As he wrapped his arms around her, he flipped her over so she was pinned beneath him. "Now I have you right where I want you, Ma'am."

Giggling, "Cowboy, please be careful."

"Uh uh, you're all mine."

"Yes, I am. Did you doubt that, Cowboy?"

"No, but I'm just making sure."

The two locked into a passionate kiss. He traveled down to her neck and stopped for a minute. "Ahhh, Honey, I'm so…"

"Matt, no, it's ok."

He placed tiny kisses along her neck. Then continued down her soft full body, stopping to tantalize her in certain areas he knew would drive her wild.

The fire was lit. They were wrapped in a world all their own! Flesh to flesh, heat to heat, heart to heart. They ended their journey in a way only they could. Wrapped in the security of love. One another's arms. Unconditional Love!

Lying spent in the loving afterglow, wrapped in each other.

"UMMMMMMMM! Cowboy?"

"HUH?"

"This feels good! Uh huh. HOME!"

"Home?"

"Yeah, we've had some journey's before, but if I do say so myself, this has got to be one of…

THE LONGEST JOURNEYS

"Uh huh." Matt just pulled her close. "Good night, Honey, I love you!"

"I love you, Cowboy! Good night."

FINI