When You Are Near
Their eyes locked melting into a blue and green vortex. Neither dared to look away or speak as if to test each other. "What does this mean Lucas?" Peyton asked again, this time with a sharper edge in her voice.
"What do you want this to mean?" he replied quickly groping for her hand, tangling it with his.
A long pause of silence fell between them followed by a deep sigh from Peyton. "I want this to be more than a lapse in judgment, more than a mistake. I want this to be the start of something great, something that won't fade over time."
"Peyton you could never be a mistake." He interrupted, but Peyton placed a finger to his lips so she could finish.
"I want this, I want us. But most of all and above everything else, I want you Lucas Scott and only you."
Again their eyes locked, silence between betrayed by the hard thump of Peyton's heart within her chest. Lucas thought of nothing else better as he leaned slowly to her. "Luke, I—" but she never got any further as his lips pressed against hers. A simple kiss, yet she the tingle from his lips pressed to her all through her body. A kiss she never wanted to break for air. He pulled her town on top of her, heated, naked flesh melting together as they sank deeper into the kiss. No longer would anything between ever be a mistake. They could make love with sweet bliss. All outside factors aside, it was just the two of them spooned together within a cloud of love and lust.
She lay in his warm embrace feeling the thump of his heart against her cheek. He smiled at his lover pressing his lips to her soft blonde locks. Blissful silence enveloped them if only for a moment as the soft twittering of birds echoed from outside. The two lovers completely lost themselves within the tranquil white oasis, cuddled together beneath the sheets.
"What do you want to do today?" he murmured brushing away the bangs that fell into her eyes.
"Peyton sighed longingly letting her fingers dance along his forearms, feeling the heat from his skin at fingertips. "Spend our lives in bed together." She whispered back coupled with a light giggle.
"You are unbelievable." He laughed pulling her lips into a soft kiss.
"And you have a dirty mind." She said with a roll of her eyes. "I meant just lay here forever in your arms and never leave."
"Oh." Lucas replied lamely mentally smacking himself for not understanding. "We could still…ya know…"
She hit him playfully, "Forget it now." They lost themselves in a fit of giggles until Peyton finally interjected with, "What did you do everyday anyway, while I was out of it?"
Lucas sighed kneeling his forehead against hers. "Watched tv mostly, called my mom, Haley and Brooke and worried about you a lot."
Peyton's face fell. "I'm so sorry Luke. And I feel bad for worrying everybody."
Lucas smiled kissing her nose, "Don't be sorry, Peyt. They all understand the realities of this situation. They're just glad you're okay. You needed to get better. And now that the worst of it has passed I'd like to think are going to keep getting better. Things are going to be okay."
Peyton looked to him, optimism shining in his irises. "Do you really believe that?"
Lucas nodded enlacing their fingers. "I do Peyton. I really do."
Peyton sank into the warmth of his embrace feeling a sense of security wash over her. They lay like that for hours curled together and murmuring softly. Time passed quickly, the hours floated right on by. They watched the sun set and the first star appear in the sky from the balcony. Fatigue swept over Peyton as they fell into the pillows once more. She stifled a yawn, but that drew Lucas' attention to her tired eyes. With a light kiss from Lucas, her eyelids fluttered closed. Sleep overcame her as she settled into the warmth of his strong embrace.
Morning sunlight filtered through the drawn shades causing a strained jerk beneath the sheets. Peyton awoke with a start turning over to kiss Lucas, taken aback as she realized he had gone. He was a gentleman though, and left a note on his pillow. She fumbled to get it open, smiling ever so slightly as she read his words.
I was going to surprise you with breakfast, then realized that we had run out of food. I went down to the store, I should be back before you wake up, but if I'm not I left this just in case. I love you.
Lucas.
Peyton clutched the letter close to her chest hurrying to dress herself in the clean clothes Lucas had laid out for her, a pair of his sweats and hoodie. She inhaled his sweet scent from the sleeves that were far too long for her, pushing them up as she trumped to the kitchen. A delicious smell wafted through her nostrils as she found Lucas standing before the stove staring intently at the frying pan.
"Good morning Luke." she said with a smile curling up on a chair at the kitchen table. He glanced over his shoulder smiling at the blonde a fixture of beauty of beauty in the kitchen.
"Hey Peyton." his smile widened ever so slightly. Silence passed between them, it was a gentle silence, a natural silence. She listened to the wind shake the leaves outside and the soft stir from the frying pan. If their situation had not been so grave she would have volunteered to stay in the cabin for the rest of her life. It was peaceful here, quiet and serene a picture that you would see in a book. She loved every minute of it. It was a wonder why anyone would want to live in the city when she was perfectly content here.
Lucas finally joined her at the table with two plates in hand, setting one down in front of Peyton. A growl of hunger ripped through her body and she realized exactly how hungry she really was. They ate in silence for awhile stealing small glances at one another from across the table.
"This is our first meal together." Peyton noted quietly after she swallowed a mouthful of bread.
Lucas looked from his plate looking as innocent as a child with some of his french toast hanging from the corner of his mouth.
Peyton chuckled leaning over the table to brush it away from his lips. Being the deviant that he was Lucas pulled her into a kiss. "You're right this is our first meal together, but I'm sure we could make it so much better." he murmured seductively after breaking the kiss.
Peyton smirked, "I'm sure we could find plenty of ways to make this meal better. And I think I have an idea." she whispered with equal seduction bringing her lips to barely brush along his.
As she pulled away his lips begged for contact to hers. In any case he just needed to feel physical contact between them. He very nearly lurched across the table crashing his lips against hers in a heated kiss. Peyton nearly fell backwards at the sudden intimacy of their contact as Lucas had managed to sweep her off her feet and place her gently upon the countertop. Eagerness was an understatement as his hands found instant comfort at her hips as his lips worked carefully down her neck and to her collarbone. Her hands ran over the expanse of his back tugging along the hem of his shirt in hopes to remove it. Lucas, however, would have nothing of it. He brought his lips back to hers immediately distracting her as his tongue found hers and thus began the dance. Heat rose between them Peyton's cheek's flushed a deeper red with every passing second.
Finally she found enough resisting strength and pulled his t-shirt over his head flinging it across the kitchen. Her lips roamed the plains of his chest as he inhaled the sweet scent in her hair. He gave a moan in anticipation bringing her lips back to his as his hands tugged eagerly at her sweatpants. They were both lost within one another now, each begging for the fire stewing between them to jump out of control.
Peyton sat clad in just her sweater and panties her fingers hooked beneath the hem of his boxers. From beside them they heard the very distinct ringer of Lucas' phone. He glanced to his and to Peyton biting at his lower lip. Reluctantly he answered the phone in a strained 'hello'.
She was not about to sit and wait with anticipation eating away at her. She leaned forward pressing her lips to the base of his throat her fingers tracing along the rim of his boxers.
"Are you sure?" he husked deeply putting on a brave face, though he could not fool Peyton. She could tell he was ready to hang up the phone any minute if she continued at this rate.
"Okay. Thanks mom. I'll call you tomorrow. Okay. Bye." He tossed his phone carelessly to the side a devilish smirk resonating on his features as he turned back to Peyton.
He leaned in for a kiss but Peyton pulled away. "What was that all about?" she asked curiously.
"They've got Rick. We can go home tomorrow." he responded though he was practically bursting at the seams.
"Oh god. That's great." she exclaimed.
Lucas nodded impatiently. "Mhm. Now where were we?"