-EMILY-

"FUUUUUUUUCK!"

Spencer chuckled as he shushed me and put his hand over my mouth.

"You're gonna wake, Lenora," he whispered.

"How am I supposed to keep it down when you are so fucking good at fucking me?" I said as I looked over my shoulder.

He was on his knees behind me, now leaning over with his chest against my back.

"I don't know, bite a pillow?" he said as he kissed my cheek.

"How about I bite you?" I growled.

"Then I'll be the one yelling," he laughed.

Suddenly, he slid out of me. My anger spiking immediately.

"Where are you going?" I said as I spun around to see his naked body running toward his dresser.

"Just relax. I'll be right back."

"Fine, I'll just finish myself," I pouted as I laid on my back and started rubbing myself.

"Will you stop being so stubborn," he said lightheartedly.

"No, I'm too stubborn to stop being stubborn," I said as I rubbed myself more frantically.

"Emily, I swear to God, if you come before I get back to that bed –"

"What? Are you gonna spank me?" I teased as I looked up to see him watching me.

"No, I'm going to sing Little Mermaid songs until your ears bleed," he said as the drawer slammed shut and he hurried back over.

He handed me his purple scarf.

"Are you blindfolding me? Tying me to the bed?" I purred.

"Not this time, but hang on to those ideas for later. Get back into position," he said.

"Yes, sir," I said making him roll his eyes.

I got back on my hands and knees and nearly yelped when I felt his tongue run along my throbbing pussy a few times.

"I'm still wet," I said.

"Well, I wanted to be sure. I don't want to hurt you," he said before slipping back inside of me.

"Thank you," I groaned.

"For being considerate or being back inside of you?" he asked as his hands ran up my back before trailing back down to my hips.

"Both."

Holding me firmly in place, he began to move in and out again. The sound of him pounding into me was intoxicating. The slapping of our skin, the feeling of his balls smacking into me, his moan of enjoyment all made this moment incredible.

"You make me feel so good," I sighed as he moved faster.

"You do the same," he said breathlessly as he adjusted and hit me at a new angle.

His hands roamed my body as he pushed us closer to our release. As usual, he knew just when I needed that extra bit more and his hand wrapped around me to massage my clit. I let out a squeal and suddenly, the scarf was shoved into my mouth.

I thought I should be offended by this, but it was actually fucking hot. He was fucking me so good and so hard that I couldn't silence myself so a gag was needed. I never needed anything like this with other partners.

I squirmed at the feeling of Spencer's finger tips massaging my clit, while he still pounded into me. I could feel myself at the edge. My muscles tightening as he touched me exactly how I liked it.

"Yes, yes, almost there baby, shit, almost there," I said though it was muffled by the scarf. "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

With that my body exploded in a flood of warmth and tingling down to my toes. I shook and twitched a bit as I rode out the mind-blowing orgasm. My hand was over Spencer's, holding it tightly against my clit as I helped him stretch out the sensation.

My head flopped down onto my pillow, my ass still aimed up at Spencer. He was moving more purposefully now, trying to reach his climax. It only took another minute of hard thrusts, before he grunted out a "fuuuuuuuuck" and I felt him fill me.

I dropped completely on the bed the moment he pulled out of me and he flopped down next to me, face up.

"My Lord you are brilliant in bed," I sighed.

"I wouldn't say that," he chuckled.

"Spencer, I'm not saying I'm a whore, but I've seen plenty of dicks in my day and none of them have ever made me feel the way you do."

"Thanks … I think," he said squinting at me in confusion.

"It's a compliment, I promise," I said as I rolled over and pressed my lips to his. "You and I have the most incredible, earth shattering sex."

"It's because you are my soulmate," he said catching me off guard.

I looked into his eyes as he stared calmly into mine. As though he hadn't just dropped that gigantic romantic bombshell.

"But … you think … me?" I was speechless.

My mind immediately going to Claire. How could he think I'm his soulmate? Claire was him in a girl's body. She was more his soulmate than I was. I felt his hand gently caress my cheek. I looked back into his eyes.

"I did a lot of thinking while I was away and Mom and I had some pretty deep conversations. Some of the best conversations I think we ever had. Anyway, the more we talked the more I realized that everything happens for a reason. Nothing is by chance.

There is a reason, that someone who was never late to work missed the train on the morning of September 11. It may seem horrible that some people's fate ends the way it does, but it's not by accident. Everything happens to forge a path.

Emily, the moment I met you I was captivated. I always wanted to impress you and protect you and if you look closely you felt the same way. Think back to when I was hooked on Dilaudid. Why did you, the new person, care more than those who were practically my family?

What about Benjamin Cyrus? You risked your life to protect me. On the flight home, you grabbed my hand and held it. No one touched me. I wasn't the guy people held hands with. I was the germaphobe nerd, that everyone enjoyed teasing."

I went to protest, but he held his hand up to stop me.

"It's ok. I always held a flame for you, but just assumed it was a harmless crush. You were the sexy bad ass agent, and I was the Brainiac who fawned over you. I never thought it could be a reality.

But what we have, what I feel when I'm with you, whether sexual or not, is a bond beyond understanding. When we are one, everything is perfection. The planets are aligned and we are where we were meant to be."

"The star," I said suddenly.

"The star?"

"The story you told on the plane about the star that fell and broke and the prince put it back together to show the maiden his undying love for her. You put that star back together and handed it to me," I said softly.

"At the time you didn't realize that. You were just annoyed I solved it so quickly. I fixed that star for you, Emily," he said with a small smile.

"Wow, and I responded like an ass hole," I said with a frown.

"No, you didn't. You just responded the way you were supposed to. It wasn't our time. Had you understood my message, I never would've met Claire. Had I never met Claire, I wouldn't have Lenora. Everything happens for a reason, shitty or not," he said.

"Well, I am forever grateful to whatever brought us together," I said as I moved closer. "I love you more than life itself."

I pressed my lips against his gently. A few gentle kisses later, he broke apart and sighed.

"I love you too, my fair maiden," he said.

I smiled as I pushed him down into the bed and climbed on top of him. Our kisses growing deeper and filled with more desire.

"Hope you are ready for round two, cause that kind of talk really deserves a celebration," I grinned.

(xxxxx)

A/N: as requested – a little makeup scene :) Hope you enjoyed! Thanks as always for the amazing comments! xoxo