Chapter 38:
Disclaimer: I own nothing related to the WWE, TNA, HWA or CZW. I only own the OCs.
"Are you crazy?" Allie forced out a laugh as her heart slammed against her chest.
"About you?" Jon swallowed harshly, but gave her a small smile. "Yes."
"Jon, I-" Allie's thoughts froze. She had no idea what to think. Had the insanity from the week made Jon feel he had to do this now? The proposal had certainly been unexpected, but she couldn't say she was disappointed.
Jon cleared his throat, then stepped back and turned from her. She watched as he walked over to his bag and dug through it for moment before turning back to her.
"I know this isn't exactly the romantic setting either of us had thought of when this moment happened," he spoke softly as he walked back towards her, "but I promise that you this isn't spur of the moment."
When he reached her, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her snugly against him. She could see the nervousness in his eyes and she couldn't stop the feeling herself as he continued.
"Remember the first time you stayed with me in Vegas?" Jon asked Allie, watching as she smiled and nodded her head. "We started playing twenty questions and through our time together I've gotten the game down to the last two questions."
Allie looked at him curiously, but never interrupted him. Jon smiled at her, but swallowed harshly before speaking. "Do I... Do I make you happy?"
Allie's smile brightened as she cupped his face between her hands. "Of course you do, baby. You've made me the happiest woman alive. I've never been happier than when I'm with you."
Jon let out a huffing laugh of relief, before leaning forward and kissing Allie lightly on the lips. After a moment, he pulled back and took her hands that were still cupping his face and brought them to his lips. Placing a kiss on each of her hands, he kept his blue eyes focused intently on hers.
Allie felt her heart stop when Jon suddenly stepped back out of the embrace and dropped to one knee. Keeping both her hands still firmly locked in his, Jon spoke softly, yet passionately to her.
"Alicia, I'm in love with you," he began, watching as tears rose to her eyes. "I've never been in love before and I've never loved and cared for anyone the way I do you. I love you with every fiber of my being, with every beat of my heart and with every breath I take. You've changed my outlook on love and every decision I make is now made with you in mind. I loved you before I really knew you and if this past week has shown me nothing else, it's shown me that you're my one true love and my soulmate and there is no one else that I could imagine spending the rest of my life with."
Jon let go of Allie's left hand and slid his free hand inside of his pants pocket. Allie bit her lip hard as the tears slid silently down her cheeks, when the hand reemerged holding a small black velvet box. Jon impressively popped the small box open with one hand and turned the open end to face Allie.
Allie's breath stopped, taking in the elegant white gold and princess cut diamond ring before her, while Jon spoke again. "I'm not perfect, but I promise to wake up every morning for the next fifty plus years and show you how much I love you everyday. I promise to go to sleep every night with you being the woman of my dreams. No one on this earth can love you the way I can and no one can love me the way that you have and continue to do. You are everything that makes my heart and soul complete and I will spend the rest of our lives proving that to you. So, if you think you can handle spending the rest of your life with this lunatic fringe, will you please do me the honor of becoming my wife. Allie, please, will you marry me?"
The tears were now streaming freely down Allie's face with pure joy and surprise. She sniffled slightly, before breathing deeply, attempting to steady her breathing. She continued to smile brightly at him as she nodded and said, "Yes! I'll marry you, Jon."
Jon beamed at her with happiness and relief, as he removed the ring from the box and slid it onto her left ring finger. Once the ring was in place, Allie jerked him to his feet, making him chuckle, before she flung herself into his arms and kissed him deeply. "I love you so much, my lunatic fringe," she breathed against his lips, before latching her lips fully onto his in a passionate kiss.
"I love you more, my anti-diva," he whispered between kisses, making Allie's heart soar. Jon deepened the kiss, pulling Allie impossibly closer to him. Their bodies molded together perfectly as Jon swiped his tongue gently against hers.
"I missed you so much," he breathed after pulling back for a moment, then returned to the kiss, intensifying it.
Allie felt her knees go weak and she was sure she would have tumbled to the ground in an emotional heap if Jon hadn't had a hold of her. Several moments and long kisses later, the separated. Their heads so close together their foreheads were faintly brushing against each other.
Allie held his face gently between her hands and ran her eyes over his scruffy and rough jaw line. Her fingers danced lightly along the prickly hairs as he watched her intently.
"You haven't shaved," she murmured sadly, more to herself than to him, knowing all to well as to why that was.
"They barely managed to get me out of bed this week," he spoke in an equally sad whisper. "Shaving wasn't at the top of the to-do list."
Allie's eyes met his for a moment before she returned her gaze to his stubbly jaw. "Regardless of why, it looks good on you, baby." She leaned up and her lips followed the trail of her fingers, making Jon's eyes close as he took in the sensation.
When her lips reached his ear, her tongue darted out and flicked playfully at the silver hoop hanging from it, before her lips pulled the lobe, ring and all, into her mouth. She kissed and sucked at it teasingly, making Jon groan, then released it to breathe into his ear. "You have no idea what you do to me. My rebellious bad boy."
Jon groaned again, before turning his face into her and began assaulting her neck with kisses and suction of his own. Allie trembled and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him in even closer. It was all the encouragement Jon needed as he stooped down, gripping the back of her thighs with his hands and lifted her up. His lips never breaking contact with her neck.
She wrapped her legs around his waist, while Jon began walking them the short distance to the bed. He laid down with her underneath him in the center of the bed, still trapped tightly between her legs. He ran his lips up her neck and across her jaw, before meeting her lips with his own. They kissed lazily for several long minutes, when Jon felt Allie begin to push her body against his and rolled them so she was now on top.
Sitting up, Allie looked down at him while he rested his hands on her hips. Reaching for the hem of her shirt, she pulled it up and over her head and tossed it onto the floor. She bit her lip as her hands clasped onto Jon's and pulled them up slowly to run along her nearly naked torso.
When his hands met the clasp of her bra, his fingers fumbled to undo it, but once he worked it open, he slid the material down her arms revealing the remainder of her upper body to him. He sat up slightly, leaning back on his hands for a moment as she reached for his shirt and then pulled it off, throwing it onto the pile on the floor.
They both remained unusually quiet as she trailed her fingers over the muscled expanse of his chest, before they trailed down to the soft skin of his beautiful abs. Their eyes met when hers flicked up to his and she leaned forward to join their lips together again. Jon sat up against her and wrapped his arms around her, smoothing his hands up and down her back as their tongues slid gently against each other.
He felt Allie gasp against his lips when his hands slipped down into the back of her jeans teasingly. Her hands, that had been resting against his chest, now moved up into his curly mass of hair, gripping it lightly as their kisses deepened.
Allie pressed herself into Jon and felt him begin to lay himself down on the bed, pulling her with him. She kissed his lips a few more times before she began sliding down his body, leaving a trail of kisses as she went. When she reached the top of his jeans she looked up at him and felt her heart clench at the look of love on his face. She had missed him so much over the last week that at times it had been hard to breathe. Being reunited with him filled her with a feeling of ease that she had only ever felt when she had felt at home.
A sense of realization hit her.
He was her home now.
She could see the same feeling reflecting in his eyes and she knew he felt the same way about her. She was his home as much as he was hers. Allie felt her throat tighten as she thought that this was what true love was. This is was a soulmate was. He was truly her happily ever after.
Jon reached a hand out to her and she took it, allowing him to pull her back up his body. They seemed to agree wordlessly that there was no need for foreplay. All they needed was that connection and Allie willingly let it happen as Jon rolled them over so he now draped over her.
The remainder of their clothes were quickly discarded, their eyes never leaving each other. When his body returned to hers, it felt as if they just melted into each other. They molded so perfectly, making their connection complete.
Jon's lips met Allie's in a soft gentle glide as he slid inside her to the hilt. For several moments neither of them moved aside from the slip and slide of their lips against each other, just wanting to feel the simplicity of their bodies joined. It was an amazingly beautiful and overwhelming feeling of allowing their bodies, hearts and souls connect and those final remnants of their guarding walls crumble down.
They were now completely one. They belonged to each other and nothing would ever come between them.
Allie gasped softly as Jon began to move against her. This was nothing more or less than making love and Jon made sure that his future wife felt every ounce of love that he had for her. He pulled his lips away from hers so he could connect their eyes and they remained locked on each other as his thrusts deepened.
"I love you," she whispered to him as she felt her body begin to slip over the edge. The week apart and all the emotions of the evening were taking their toll and she was quickly falling apart in his arms.
"I love you too," he husked back at her as his body began to tremble against hers in an attempt to hold back his own release.
Both of their battles were quickly lost when Allie pulled him back down and connected their lips, as her orgasm began to wash over her. Jon was quick to follow now that Allie had been cared for and he grunted out against her lips as he filled her.
After their bodies calmed and a few more lazy kisses were shared, Jon rolled off of her, but remained close to her side. He watched as she rolled onto her side, facing him, with her left hand resting gently against the pillow between them. His eyes glanced down to the sparkling diamonds on her finger, before they met her eyes again.
She gave him a soft sleepy smile and mouthed another 'I love you' before her blue eyes fluttered shut and her breathing evened out. Jon rolled onto his side and watched her sleep for several minutes as his mind milled over the last week to the this very moment. He smiled at her and brushed a couple of loose strands of her hair behind her ear that had slipped down across her face.
"You are my forever," he whispered to her sleeping face as he gently stroked a finger down her cheek. He wrapped his arm snugly around her and pulled her against him, so her head rested on his chest directly over his heart. "It beats for you, baby. It would stop if I ever lost you."
A/N: This was strictly intended to be an Allie and Jon chapter and I think it was necessary. I felt adding anything else to it would take away from what I was trying to create with them and make you as readers understand their connection. Not everyone believes in true love and soulmates, but I hope that, for those of you that don't, Allie and Jon give you that glimpse of hope :-)