Author's note: Wow, chapter 28! Can you believe it? I can't! haha. I'm posting this while at work and I'm using my iPhone, so sorry for the lateness, and also I promise to respond to reviews later today :)! As I said yesterday, thankyou_bucket is hosting the first Valentine's Day challenge for these two, so head over to LJ! Thank you all SO much for sticking with me so far, and this is the second to last chapter :(! But one more chapter, and then an epilogue! (And I have to say I'm really having a hard time letting this story go! Haha).
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Lucas walked down the stairs of the balcony slowly, determined to keep his balance, seeing Skye moving through the crowd to join him, meeting her at the bottom.
She gazed at him in conflict, knowing that this meant he wouldn't be going in the brig, but whether he was staying in Terra Nova was another story. "So, going anywhere?" She said lightly.
"As a matter of fact, it would appear that my house is a little far away to get back to today." He said cautiously, trying to let her know he hadn't made up his mind. "Know any place I can stay?" He said, smirking.
"I might just know a place," she said thoughtfully, eyebrows raised. "Although it doesn't have chairs outside like some other's that I know. It's not high up in a tree. It has it's own bathroom and shower though, and a fridge too."
Lucas frowned mockingly, forehead scrunched in concentration. "I think that sounds alright for tonight." He said, nodding his head slowly.
Her eyes flashed quickly in hurt. "You're definitely not staying then?" She said slowly.
Lucas cursed his choice of words internally, and shook his head. "I haven't figured it out yet. I need to figure this out, Bucket. But not today." His eyes pleaded with her to understand, needing first to cope with the fact that he had almost lost her, again.
She nodded slowly, exhaling quickly. She always knew that this would be a possibility. Even if Taylor accepted him back, would he want to stay? She gave herself a mental shake. She would have to enjoy whatever time she had with him left, and she knew without a doubt that wherever he would go, she would follow. Even if it meant that she'd have to leave behind Terra Nova, her family, her friends. He had crept under her skin, and while she knew that she could survive without him, she didn't want too, ever again. She would just enjoy the time left. "Come on then." She said grinning, tugging on his hand, smiling a little more as she felt him eagerly following.
"Where are we going?" He asked questioningly. "Isn't your house that way?" He pointed behind them, indicating the house that she shared with Tasha and Hunter. He'd gleaned enough information about it while they talked at their treehouse to know that she lived close to Boylan.
"It was." She nodded. "But, when Taylor knew my mom was coming home, he set up a house for her and I, knowing we'd want to live together. And, Tasha and Hunter are at my old house right now, and my mom is still in the infirmary." She smirked at him.
"Hiding me?" He teased lightly, trying to hide his slight hurt at the thought.
She grinned at him, knowing the direction of his thoughts. "Nope," she said lightly, "I just want you all to myself right now." She lifted her free hand, cupping his face, turning it to her, kissing him lightly, aware of the audience still left in the center of Terra Nova. She craved the physical reassurance that she hadn't lost him again, he was still here and so was she.
Lucas grinned against her lips, quickly breaking away and starting walking, tugging her behind him. "So, where are we going?" He frowned, realizing he had no clue where to go.
Skye chuckled slightly, and pointed to one of the new buildings. Just finished being furnished, everything newly done, waiting for her and her Mother. Her heart clenched slightly at the thought. She might not be living there soon. But for right now, she'd enjoy who she was sharing the house with. Her home was wherever he was, it wasn't a building, it was him. He quickly strode over to the unit, her pace just as eager, and brain slightly foggy, she quickly entered the key code.
She stepped inside, toeing off her shoes as he did the same, gasping as she felt his arms slide around her waist, lips kissing down her neck. He kicked the door shut behind them. "You have no idea just how much I've missed you," he said huskily in between kisses. "How worried I was about you. How I thought I'd never see you again." He groaned harshly against her neck.
She reached for him behind her, hands grasping his head, running her finger's through his hair. "I think I might have an idea," she gasped, dizzy with desire, electric jolts running from his lips to hers, pulling deep in her belly. His hands slid down to her waist, unbuttoning her shorts, sliding them and her underwear down her legs in one go, and she lifted her feet stepping out of them. She grasped the hem of her shirt, quickly pulling it over her head, chucking it to the side.
She turned around quickly in his arms, lips seeking his, lifting herself to press against him, arms twining around his neck. She broke away quickly, head tilting, pressing kisses down his jawline. "I thought I almost lost you again today." She breathed in between kisses, moaning heavily as he pressed wet kisses at the juncture of her neck and collar bone. Drawing in a gasp as he bit down gently, sucking it after, soothing it softly.
Her hands fell to his waist, unbuttoning his pants, pushing them down and his underwear, as he helped her, kicking them aside. Her hands returned to his shirt, pulling it up over his head, and he lifted his arms up helping her. She teasingly let her hand drift down his chest, hips pressed flush against his, grinding slightly against him, feeling his hardness, grinning against his neck as she heard him groan. He tenderly cupped her face in his hands, angling his head, lips lingering over hers teasingly, dropping soft kisses at the corners of her mouth.
She growled softly, bringing her arms up, wrapping them around his back, pulling him down to her, sighing happily as she felt the change in him, dominating her lips with his, showing her the depths of his desire for her. His tongue caressed every inch of her mouth, leaving her breathless in desire. He slid his hands down her back, undoing the clasp of her bra, flinging it to the side in the direction of her shirt. Both lost in the urgency, needing the reassurance after all the emotion over the past few days that they had made it out alive, together. She was still here, and so was he.
He wrapped his arms around her waist, picking her up, and she gasped, flinging her arms around his neck for support, legs winding around his hips, as he chuckled. "I can't wait," Lucas confessed harshly against her neck, pressing rough kisses down her jaw.
"Then don't," Skye gasped, head falling back with a moan. He groaned, losing the internal battle with himself, needing her too much, needing to reassure them both that they were still here, alive, together. He tried taking the few steps to the bedroom, her center shifting against his hardness with the small steps, and he lost all control. He took a small step, leaning her back against the wall, adjusted her slightly, thrusting home, feeling her tighten around him.
Skye let out a low gasp at his entrance, head turning to kiss down his neck, biting down softly, needing to express her need, his hands shifting to cup her ass. This was all about reassurance, it was primal. The need to prove that they were still there, that they hadn't lost each other. He withdrew almost all the way, and then strongly slamming back home, feeling her clench back around him, her legs wrapping tighter around his hips. He began to pound in and out, hearing her increasing panting, turning his head from her neck, seeking her lips. He poured all his passion into that kiss as she responded eagerly, needing the same. She quickly broke on a low cry, walls fluttering around him, and with one more deep thrust, he emptied himself in her, yelling hoarsely, panting heavily against her, knees weakening. He sagged against her, forehead against hers, both breathing heavily.
He quickly gathered his energy, leaning back, still cupping her ass, and he took the final few steps to the bedroom, walking over to the bed, groaning as she cupped his face in her hands, kissing him softly. He gently deposited her on the bed, laying down beside her, pulling her against him. He wrapped his arms around her, running his hands softly up and down her back, lingering over her bottom, chuckling in her hair at her tired moans. Too exhausted to do anything. He dropped a light kiss on her head, staring up at the ceiling.
He pondered his current situation. It had been about a week and a half since he'd seen a man-made material constructed roof over his head, instead whenever he'd been looking up, gazing at greenery. Casting quick looks around the bedroom, he was definitely aware that he was lying on a real bed judging by it's softness, seeing the mundane things like a nightstand by the bed. Lights that were installed in the room that turned on and off with a switch, not lamps. He felt a tiny twinge of sadness that they weren't at the treehouse, where he had felt completely isolated and safe with her, but at the same time, it was just a house. His home was wherever she was. Could he let her leave her friends, family, her whole life in Terra Nova though, to follow him out into the wilderness?
He felt her stir beside him, and looked down, wondering how she'd regained energy so quickly. He smiled gently at her, expression soft and loving. She lay her palms flat against his chest, tracing loose circles on his chest as he smiled. "Come on, there's something else I want to show you." She said with a grin. She sashayed into the adjoining room that he hadn't noticed, eyes lingering on the sway of her naked ass, and she flicked on the light, revealing a bathroom. He quickly bounded out the bed, following her into the bathroom as she opened the glass door of the shower, and stepped inside, turned it on, and held out her hand to him.
It was a slightly bigger shower than most complete with handrails, Lucas presumed for Deb, so that she could easily get in and out. "They're in all the rooms, just in case." Skye explained, seeing him looking. He shrugged, smirking at her. Taking her hand, he followed her in, closing the door behind him with a grin, and she softly pushed him under the spray, laughing at his startled expression as the water hit him. She grabbed some shampoo, squirting some into her palms and standing on her tiptoes started to massage it through his hair. He moaned in satisfaction, leaning down to help her, hands slinking around her waist, thumbs running against her sides, feeling her squirm as he hit a ticklish spot.
"Done." Skye said with a smirk, pushing him back under the spray. He tipped his head back, letting the water rinse out the shampoo when he felt her first kiss on his chest. He grabbed the shampoo, and quickly spun her around, smiling at her chuckle, and poured some into his hands. He rubbed it through her hair, running his nails along her scalp, smiling in satisfaction at her groans of pleasure. He placed his hands on her hips, pulling her back with him under the spray, running his hands through her hair getting rid of the shampoo. He loved the feeling, just doing something so mundane with her as this. His heart clenched and he inhaled heavily, just at this glimpse of normalcy.
He smirked, looking down at her and seeing her mischievous grin. Skye lay her palms flat on his chest, and slowly moved her hands down, stroking her hand over his hardness, laying gentle kisses on his chest. He groaned lowly, feeling her hand moving up and down his length, and against his control, his hips shallowly thrusting into her hand.
Skye dropped down to her knees, kissing his navel, moving her hands down to clasp his hips, she grinned at him wickedly, seeing his eyes close, and his breathing quicken. She slid her palms down his length guiding him to her mouth, lips encasing around him, slowly licking around him, his hands clenching in her hair. Lucas panted heavily, trying desperately to breath through the exquisite pleasure, looking down, seeing Skye's head bobbing up and down. He couldn't stand it any longer, and he pulled her back up, running his hands through her hair, kissing her roughly.
She smirked against his lips, slanting her lips across his, kissing him passionately. He broke the kiss quickly, spinning her around. "Hands against the wall," he growled lowly. She did as he ordered, placing her hands at shoulder level against the shower wall, trying to suck in breaths, and spreading her feet to keep her balance He chuckled lowly, and slid his hand down to caress her thigh. He quickly lifted her left leg, placing her foot on the slight wall where the glass met the floor. He gripped her hips, positioning himself at her entrance and quickly entered her with one strong thrust, placing kisses along her shoulders, tilting his head to the side to suck at the spot just under her jaw, smirking as her head fell back against his shoulder.
Lucas slid his hands from her hips to her front, sliding up to cup her breasts, tweaking her nipples gently, alternating small pinches, hearing her gasp, and then rubbing softly. His hips thrusting strongly as she pushed back against him, gasping breathily, moaning his name. She slid her arms up, gripping his head, turning to the side, lips seeking his, mouths battling for dominance.
Knowing he wouldn't last much longer, he slid one hand down from her breast, unerringly finding her clit. With a quick flick of his fingers, she broke apart, as he swallowed her cry in his mouth, thrusting one more time, bursting inside her, eyes seeing stars and knees going weak. Lucas tore his lips away from hers, hoarsely yelling in satisfaction, as she leaned back against him, completely sated and exhausted.
He braced his hands against the wall, Skye leaning back against him for support, moaning lowly as he slid out of her. He stood up straight after a minute. "Come on," he said softly. He tugged her gently back under the spray, quickly rinsing her off as she stood there in bemusement. He turned the shower off quickly, pushed open the door and stepped out, grabbing a towel, quickly wrapping it around his waist, and turning back to her, he quickly enfolded her in a towel, wrapping it around her, and another around her hair.
His heart clenched at this simple task. Just the act of being able to care for someone else, ensuring someone else's happiness. It scared the hell out of him at the depth of his emotions for her, but knowing that if he walked away his life would be hell, and not something that he would ever want to do. She smiled gently up at him, caressing his face with a soft smile. "Dinner?"
"Dry, and then most definitely." He said with a wink.
She chuckled, following him back into the bedroom. She quickly pulled on a pair of loose pajamas, not wanting anything constricting. She realized he didn't have anything clean to put on. "Hang on," she said with a frown, and grabbed a pair of too large shorts she'd snuck away from the construction team, wanting something baggy if she was wandering through the jungle. She handed them to him, smirking at his expression of amusement. "They're comfy!" She defended.
He chuckled, and put them on, grimacing mockingly at the attire. She rolled her eyes at him, and walked to the kitchen, inspecting the contents of the freezer. She withdrew two frozen meals, and setting the oven, unwrapped them and put them in. She turned around to find Lucas seated at the counter, hands lay flat on the surface. Her heart clenched at the sight. It just felt completely right, and what she wouldn't give just to have that little normalcy every day with him. But, whatever he decided, she'd follow him.
Skye slid into the seat opposite him. "So, have you decided yet?" He raised an eyebrow at her in question, and she raised her own back at him in response, causing him to chuckle.
"I honestly don't know." He said heavily. "I know that I want you, and whatever it takes to make you happy, I'll do it. Even if I have to smile at that smug bastard every day to make you happy, I'll do it."
Skye shook her head at him softly. "It's not about me. It's about us." She looked at him carefully, trying to gauge his reaction. She decided to lay all the cards on the table. "I'd go with you wherever." She said softly. "I'd leave this, for you."
Lucas' chest clenched at her statement. "What the hell did I do to deserve having you in my life, Bucket?" He breathed gently.
"I don't know," she said teasingly. She sobered quickly. "If you want to go back to our treehouse, I'd come with you."
"What about your Mother? Your friends?" He said softly.
"It would be difficult." She confessed. "But I can live without them, I don't want to live without you."
Lucas felt his chest weigh down heavily with emotion, and stood up, moving around the counter and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her tightly against him. "I love you, so much, Bucket." He said softly. She wrapped her arms back around him, holding him back just as tightly, just comforted in each other's embrace.
The oven dinged, indicating the meals were done. Skye slipped out of his embrace, taking them out the oven, putting them in the table and grabbing two plates. She set them down on the table, grabbing utensils. It felt completely surreal. Less than three weeks ago, she'd been a spy, life constantly revolving around that fact. Her mother in the hospital. Never knowing when would be the day that she was caught. Then another week had passed, and Terra Nova had been invaded. Then she'd shot the man she was currently sitting across from. Been kidnapped, healed him. Then been kidnapped, and somewhere along the way she'd fallen in love. Now, she was sitting across the table from the very man who'd been the cause of most of this, eating dinner with him. It was ludicrous. But she couldn't imagine herself with anyone else, and hoped it wouldn't have to be anywhere else, but she'd still follow him if it was.
Let me just say that this was never intended to be this raunchy, but these two just wouldn't stop! Haha. Enjoy, and as always, love to hear your thoughts!
