A/N: Alright, there's a lemon in this chapter. I've put a line above it so you don't have to read it. However, compared to the other lemons and smut on this site it's really soft and light. So yeah, it's my first one. SO tell me what you think about it if you read it. If not, you're not really missing out on anything. =) I'll put a line at the end of it as well to signal the end of the lemon. So enjoy.

"Wilbur," Cornelius called out to his son through the crack in the door. The dark haired son of the great inventor stirred under his sheets, careful not to wake the sleeping raven haired girl next to him. "Come here," he called to him again. Wilbur sighed audibly as he stood and walked towards his father. "We need to talk." Wilbur knew exactly what they needed to talk about, but he wasn't ready to talk about that yet. "Yes, we have to do it now. We will not put it off for any longer."

Wilbur sighed and walked out of the door, closing it behind him. "What?"

"Her father is looking for her," the blond man said.

Wilbur was awake immediately. "No, he's not."

"He is. People now know that she's gone. It will end badly if we don't give her up now."

"You said… You said…" Wilbur stuttered.

"I know I said that she could stay. But she can't. Your mother and I have already talked about this. She can't stay here anymore. She's got to go home."

"No! Go home so she can die? So she can be hit around and abused? No, that's not a home dad and you know that. Don't make her go," Wilbur begged. He'd been doing that a lot recently.

Cornelius looked away, knowing that if he looked at his son, he'd give in to whatever he was asking. "He'll be here for her later today."

"No, dad, NO!" Wilbur shouted his voice breaking.

"I'm sorry, Wilbur, but we had to do it. He's looking for her," the inventor said as he reached out to touch his sons' shoulder. Wilbur backed away from the extended hand and opened his door. "Son…" The raven haired male stepped into his room and closed the door behind him.

Once inside his room, Wilbur sank to the ground and sobbed. It had been a month and a half since he'd taken her away from that place. It had been a little less than that since Brandi attacked her. Since then the two had slowly been getting closer. There days where Kolbie won't leave Wilbur's room and she lay in the bed that they shared and shake in pure fear. Those were the days that scared Wilbur the most. Nothing that he could say would calm her down. She'd just lay here and shake and all he could do was hold her close and stoke her hair. Those were the days that Wilbur felt they made the least progress. Then there were the days that she was excited and outgoing. She was a leader and she loved to go adventuring. Those were the days that they made minimal progress. Then there were the days that where a happy medium. The days were they sat on his bed with a bowl of random fruit and talked. They just talked, sometimes about nothing, sometimes about everything. He was beginning teaching her to play the guitar and she was picking up on it rather fast. That's when the most progress was made in their relationship of sorts.

Relationship was the word that Kolbie had used one day while they were eating grapes in the yard. When questioned further about it, she told him that the boyfriend/girlfriend thing was a little much. She wasn't ready to have a title attached to her. Wilbur had still been curious and asked what the relationship meant. She'd responded that they were boyfriend and girlfriend, but they didn't have the title. Kolbie then said that titles were pointless. Someone made the title because without it a either the man or the woman would cheat because they didn't know the terms of the relationship. After a moment of silence she then came back with exclusive. Their relationship was exclusive. Wilbur agreed with that and that's what Kolbie called it. To him, she was his girlfriend and he was her boyfriend, but he wouldn't say that to her.

"Wilbur?" Kolbie asked carefully as she pushed the sheets off her body and began to walk towards him. She taken a liking to a pair of his navy blue pajama pants and a jacket of the same color and that's what she decided to wear to bed. "Are you okay?" She sat down next to him and laid her head on his shoulder.

He exhaled slowly and then looked at her. "Um, yeah, yeah, I'm fine."

"What's wrong?" she asked him, her voice quiet and musical.

The male sighed and looked at her again. He couldn't tell her, but he had to tell her. "You dad is looking for you, and my dad said that he told him where you were."

Her body tensed and she looked always from him. "Oh," was her response to that.

"And your father is coming to get you later today."

Kolbie looked around the room her grey eyes taking in the grey color of the walls. "Did you know that your walls match my eyes?" she asked him.

Wilbur looked at the girl beside him again. "What?" he asked.

"You walls match my…"

"No, no, I heard you. I'm trying to figure out why you said that," he admitted.

"Oh, because it's true," she told him.

"Your dad is coming to get you and do God knows what to you and you are worried about your eyes and my wall?" he asked, he then scoffed, "Unbelievable."

"What?" she asked her head falling to his chest as she exhaled.

"You, you're just too much…" he muttered under his breath.

"What?" she asked him again.

"I tell you that you father is looking for you and then you talk about your eyes matching the wall," he said.

"Yes, I know, you've said that all ready."

"I know. But that's what is unbelievable. I'm scared for you and you are just… so nonchalant," the male said as he finally settled on a word.

Kolbie sighed and sat up. She closed her eyes and exhaled gently. "I'm scared. God, I've been scared sine I didn't go home. But I can't let that get in the way of my life." Kolbie turned her grey eyes away. "You know, when I came here, to stay with you, I faced both of my greatest fears?" She spotted Wilbur shaking his head from the corner of her eye. "Would you like to know?" He nodded. Kolbie exhaled softly. "One, I left my father. I've been so scared to do that since my mother killed herself. I've always feared that he would come and find me immediately. I've never strayed from my daily schedule. I've never had friends. Which leads us to, Number Two; I made a connection with you. I've never tried to bond with anyone. You know what the first thing that people do when they see a bruise? They alert the authorities. I couldn't have that. I'd have nowhere to go. I would have to be an orphan. Anyways, bond. The pause, the five second one, yeah, that's to formulate an answer that has nothing to do with my life and gives little of my personality, because you become attached to people that tell you about things and show you their true personality."

"Kolbie, I-"

"I was not finished yet." She smiled at him however; she'd yet to make full eye contact with Wilbur. "Okay. Anyways, I feel like I'm more connected to you than I've been to anyone else. Mostly because I've never talked to anyone else, but also because, you honestly care about me. That's not something that's easy to find. The way that you offered yourself up to Brandi to make her stop attacking me was really sweet. Well, really beyond sweet, but you know I'm making a point. And even though I was in a state of emotional and mental shutdown, I did hear you talking to your parents. You made a terrible story sound not as bad as it was."

"I didn't know if I should tell them or not. It wasn't my story to tell," he told her.

"You made it good. That's what matters," Kolbie muttered against his neck.

"I don't know what I'm gonna do without you…" he started slowly.

"Do what you were doing before," Kolbie answered.

"Going to school, talking to the gang, coming home, and having sex with Brandi?" he listed off.

"Well, not the last one," Kolbie stated.

"Hmmm? Oh, now you wanna claim this as relationship."

"I've never not claimed it as a relationship," the raven-haired girl said. "I'm not fond of the term boyfriend/girlfriend."

Kolbie stood and walked towards the window in his room. Once she reached the window, she pushed it open allowing the cool air to rush into the room. The skin on her arms tightened as goose bumps formed. A breeze tousled her dark hair as she leaned against the ledge of the window. Her light eyes scanned the green grasses on the Robinson estate. She was trying to take in the beauty of everything. Once she got home there would be no beauty; only blood and pain. Nothing would feel as right as it did when she was with Wilbur. Nothing would ever feel as right as sleeping in Wilbur's arms, feeling his heartbeat in his chest. No amount of alcohol would ever intoxicate her in such a way as the sound of Wilbur's beating heart. The girl exhaled as another breeze blew though her hair.

"Have I told you were beautiful today?" he asked her as he wrapped his arms around her waist and placed his chin on her shoulder.

"I am positive that you haven't," she told him.

"Hmm, well you are," Wilbur said as he turned her around to face him. "Very beautiful," he muttered before placing a light kiss on her lips. Her body tensed as usual, however it only lasted a millisecond. Her light eyes fluttered close, but the dark haired girl broke the kiss. She took a step away from him and Wilbur pulled her back to him, he released a breath he didn't know that he' was holding in as her body come into contact with his. Wilbur lifted her chin and kissed her again. He groaned at her taste. She tasted sweet and fresh; like a sort of fruit. A nameless tropical exotic fruit.

Her fingers tangled in his dark hair pulling him towards her deepening their kiss. His tongue slid along her bottom lip, asking for entrance, and Kolbie allowed it. Their tongues danced by one another as her's entered his mouth. The tropical taste became stronger and the name of the fruit still evaded him. Sweet and sugary, that's what he'd think of every time he thought of this kiss. The unnamed fruit that was Kolbie's taste. His tongue explored every corner of her mouth.

His hands tangled in her hair and then slid them down her back slowly, causing the female to shiver slightly. His hands stopped at the hem of her pajama pants. The girl broke the kiss to exhale shakily. Her breathing was labored as was his. She laid her head on his chest as he pulled her as closer. The hem of his pants was pressed against her belly button. She closed her light eyes and exhaled again. As she lifted her head from his chest Wilbur's lips caught hers in a soft, gentle kiss. His hands ran up her back and then down her slides.

A foreign sound escaped Kolbie's lips as he touched her. True, they'd never been in a situation that called for the sound but still the light hum that Kolbie admitted stirred his arousal. Kolbie's light moan was the foreign sound. It was musical like every other sound that was admitted from her voice box. However, just the pure fact of what it was and how it sounded made it all the more intriguing. He slid his hands down her sides again, the same sound falling from her lips as she arched towards him. Her chest now on meeting his through the fabric of her hoodie and that of his shirt.

Kolbie's fingers pulled from his hair and slid under his shirt. Another moan escaped Wilbur's mouth as her cool fingers touched his abdominal muscles. Her dainty digits touched him lightly and slowly. Almost as if she was a virgin. Something inside of him almost laughed, after what she lived through she should be an expert at sex. But she was cautious, almost nervous as she touched him. Wilbur smiled and pulled his hands from her body to pull of his shirt, their kiss broke momentarily. During that moment he caught a glimpse of her light grey eyes. Something new was hidden within them. Lust, maybe? Either way, it looked good on her. While his hands were free he decided to pull off her hoodie as well, if she would allow him too. She did. The girl lifted her arms as her hoodie was removed to reveal a light blue bra. Her dark hair tumbled down her back as it was released from the hoodie. It contrasted greatly with the light color of the bra, and he liked it. Wilbur dropped the outer layer of clothing on the floor before pulling her to him again. He could feel her heart racing in her chest and he was sure that she could feel his.

"Kolbie," Wilbur muttered against her lips.

"Hmmm," she hummed back.

"We don't have to if you don't wanna. I don't wanna force you into—mmm!" He moaned as she nipped at the skin on his neck.

He figured that she knew what she was doing and that she would stop him. The males' hands roamed along her back, tracing up and down her spine, sending chills down her spine, and gently caressing her skin. He nuzzled her neck and she tilted her head so that he could kiss her there. His lips trailed from the base her neck and up to the back of her ear. He sunk his teeth into the shell of her ear gently. Kolbie groaned as she pressed her light blue covered chest to his bare chest. Wilbur smirked before kissing his way down from her ear. The boy stopped to nip at the skin on her collar bone. She admitted another soft groan and her partner continued to kiss downwards. His hands managed to unclasp her bra and start to pull it off. All he needed her to do was allow it to come off. Which she did. Her ample breasts rest against his chest as he kissed at the rounded flesh that was newly exposed to him.

It was different with Kolbie than it was with Brandi. With Brandi he'd never taken his time. She was just easy. She was throwing herself at him and he just happened to find her body attractive. However, with Kolbie he was slow. He was trying his best not to hurt her or do anything that might scare her into a flashback of something that her father had done to her. It was also a time of discovery. Everything was new to him. The scar hat rested above her navel was new and so was the one that she had on her back. He's never seen anything like her. It was special to him.

Wilbur nipped at the rounded flesh of her breasts being rewarded with a light gasp. He looked up at her to see her eyes shut and her head tossed back. He nipped again and her back arched pressing her breasts to his face. He lowered his lips to her harden pink nipple. She gasped again, arching into him again. He swirled his tongue around the nipple biting it and sucking on it. Above him he could hear Kolbie gasping as she squirmed in his grasp. He let of the nipple that he was working on and then turned his attention to the opposite one. He noticed that the previous on was an angry red. He smiled.

An orb of heat was building in the lower part of Kolbie abdomen. She closed her eyes as Wilbur kissed her nipple. She'd never had anyone do anything like this of her. Her father was never concerned about pleasing her. It was all about pleasing him and his needs. Wilbur had done nothing to show that he even wanted to do anything about his needs. It was all about her and what she wanted. She liked that, she loved that. A smile played on her lips as, her partner kissed up the valley between her breast and up to her lips.

Wilbur's hands wandered down to the hem of her pajama bottoms. He pulled the drawstring on them and they slid off her body effortlessly, seeing as they did belong to him and he was larger than her. To avoid her falling over them, he picked her up slightly so her feet were free of the pants. He then placed her back on the ground. The male started to back towards his bed while capturing her lips to distract her. Once he felt the bed at the back of his knees, he sat back and pulled her on top of him. Almost instinctively, she startled his hips further intensifying his arousal. The female moaned as she unintentionally brushed against his aroused member. Kolbie then pulled at Wilbur's bottoms signaling that she wanted them gone. He smiled against her lips and pulled the string and with her assistance pulled the offending article of clothing off.

In a flash of motion, Wilbur had her underneath him. His eyes connected with her grey ones before his kissed her. Kolbie had always been like an open book to him. Her eyes told him everything that needed to know. So if there was no sign of panic, which there wasn't, she was content. He then removed her simple white underwear and dropped it off the bed. His boxers then followed.

"Are you ready?" he asked her calmly after laying a kiss on her lips.

"Yes," she replied slowly.

As he entered her the duo was in pure ecstasy. Wilbur brushed away the few tears that she'd shed as she adjusted to his size while his whispered sweet nothing in her ear. He then engulfed her lips in a heated, passionate kiss. Their bodies moved in perfect sync as he thrust in and out of her. Kolbie pressed her nails into the hot flesh of his back, lightly at first, but as they continued her nails dug deeper. Wilbur's lips roamed her neck. Kolbie's breaths were coming in light gasps as Wilbur pressed into her while Wilbur's were coming out more ragged. With each arch of her back, she felt closer to him. With each penetrating trust, he felt closer to her. Wilbur captured her lips again as she got a little louder. Her breasts pressed on his chest as Wilbur touched the scar just above her navel. She squirmed underneath him and Wilbur laughed at her. Her grey eyes light up momentarily. She'd never been about to laugh during sex. It was a quiet and quick event in her past. This wasn't sex to her. No this was making love. Kolbie reached her to touch his cheek and then ran her fingers from there to his upper abdominal muscle, before kissing him.

Moments later she felt the orb of fire in her lower abdominal pulsing. Every nerve in her body was on fire. She tensed around him and he growled softly as he nuzzled her neck again. His nose rested in the crook between her shoulder and neck. His breath was hot and heavy. He groaned her name as her hips bucked against his. That was all she needed. The orb of fire released itself and her release sent her partner over the edge calling her name and her calling his. Now, they were one; united forever.

Wilbur rolled off of the raven haired girl. He brushed her dark bangs from over her light eyes and kissed her. The young Robinson pulled her towards him and wrapped his arms around her waist. He kissed the back of her neck and exhaled. "Did I hurt you?" he asked once his breath returned to its normal pattern

"No," she muttered softly.

"Kolbie," he mumbled into the back of her neck.

"Hmmmm?" she replied lazily.

"I love you," Wilbur told her. His voice shook slightly and his heart accelerated in his chest not knowing the outcome of his action.

Kolbie was quiet for what seemed like an eternity. However, it was only a few moments. "I love you, too."