I'm Right Here
Chapter 6
Rate: M (Sexual content)
Don't own anything, just playing.
Elizabeth rubbed her hands down Red's arms as he held her face in his hands, clearing the tears for her face.
"Come on, you must be hungry?" Liz raised herself off his lap, her hand sliding along his arm until she caught his fingers. The absents of her body against his caused Red to inwardly sigh, if there was ever a time, he needed her touch it was now.
Curling his fingers around her hand, he stood as she lightly tugged on him. Red doing a quickly shimmy of his hips, trying to readjust the still semi present hard on his was sporting.
Allowing Liz to lean him over to the kitchen, Red stood next to the counter while Liz grabbed a couple bowls.
"What is that?" taking in the amazing smell, as he peeked into the pot.
Liz smiled, delighted though so highly of it.
"It's cheesy potato, hardy soups help keep you warm up here." Dipping the first bowl out and setting in on the countertop.
"It smells amazing." Red complemented, his stomach finally grumbly.
"It should," Liz pointed the spoon at him, "it's your recipe." She dunked the spoon back into the pot, Red holding the other bow up for her.
"When I was sick last winter, you made me."
Red remembered fondly how he had cared for her, sitting by her with a cool rag trying to ease the raging fever she had. The soup was the only thing he had been able to get her to eat, having spoon feed her in her weak state.
The bowl warming in his hand as Liz dosed out some of the soup to him, broke the memory.
"Thank you." Red sat the bowl next to Liz on the countertop, escorting her around to the high-top bar chairs. A gentle man as always, Red pulled the chair out for Liz, allowing her to sit first.
Settling into his chair, he poured both a glass of wine from the bottle that had been there waiting for him.
A cautious bite of the soup reviled it tasted as good as it smelled.
"This is absolutely amazing Lizzy."
The complement rendering a smile from her, "Well, maybe you can show me some other recipes than."
Encouraged by her talks for the future, Red felt a bit better. She certainly wouldn't be saying things like that if she had no intentions of letting him be in her life.
A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, "I'd like that very much."
Liz loved to watch Red in the kitchen, always trying to introduce her to new and exciting flavors. Show her a trick or spice he had picked up on one of his latest trips.
Her thoughts lingered until the clinking sound of a spoon hitting the bowl abruptly stopped them, Red had finished his bowl and was leaning back into the chair, his back curved as he stretched it.
Finished for now with her half empty bowl, she brushed her hand lightly over the top of Reds shoulders as she walked around behind him. The soft touch sent a shiver down his spine straight to his core.
"Do you want some more?" Reaching for the bowl, her hand lingering on his shoulder. Giving his head a tilt, Red placed a light kiss on her fingers.
"No, Thank you sweetheart." The light brush of his fingertips on her hip and the endearment that was reserved just for her, she wasn't surprised when she felt the warmth building at her center.
Liz took his hand, leading him over to the warm couch that sat just oppose of the fireplace. Liz sat down, tucking her feet up under her, turned just enough so she could face him. She patted the seat next to her.
An anxious wipe of his palms down the front of his thighs, Red sat down on the couch his arm stretching over the back. Liz waited till his was settled and the scooted a bit closer to him.
Red welcomed her closeness, he felt the anxiety slowly leaving him, a calm peace filling its place. Liz tilted her head over resting it on the couch.
Red took the opportunity to push back a few pieces of hair, his hand following behind her ear, tracing her neck and shoulder. Nudging her with his fingers on the back of her shoulder to come closer, Liz accepted the offer, tucking herself into his side her back slightly turned to him, she rested her head against his shoulder, stretching her legs out in front of her.
Placing a light hand on her arm, Red rested his head to hers, her hair softening the place his cheek rested on the side of her head.
Liz could feel the light brush of his breaths on her ear, the sensation causing a whole new set of feelings to stir in her.
They reminded comfortable quite while Red ran his fingers up and down her arm. Unsure what to do with her hands, Liz reached up and stilled Red's petting of her arm and took his larger hand in hers.
Red watched as Liz held his hand out in font of her, turning so she could inspect his palm. She eyed his hand closely, taking in every little detail she could. Then she laid her hand flat against his, measuring his hand to hers.
Flipping her hand and laying the back of his to his palm, extending her fingers to match up between his.
He felt a smile tug at him when she interlaced her fingers with his, Red quickly in closed his fingers around hers.
Liz smiled, pulling their locked hand down to her chest to let it rest there.
Both knew there was so much to talk about, neither one wanting to give up the current state of cuddling they found themselves in.
Dropping his head back to the couch, Red closed his eyes. Relishing the feeling Liz's slow even breaths against him, the feel of her hand in his, the weight of her head against his shoulder.
Afraid that this just another drunken dream and that any moment he would wake up on the cold floor of the safe house of the week, he wanted to memorize everything.
Red needed more, shifting, and wrapping his arm around her he pulled her over into his lap. Liz gave a small gasp at the surprise of the movement, settling herself across his lap. Tucking herself neatly into his chest and shoulder.
Red's breaths were heavy as he ran his hand up her arm and cupped her cheek. Liz watched him, his eyes roaming over her, finally landing on her lips.
Liz smiled, her hand resting on his chest, her fingers slipping under his shirt. Leaning her head into his, she nuzzled her nose against his.
"You want to kiss me again?" Liz's hand slipping up his neck as she spoke.
Answering a little to eager, "Very much so." Without any hesitation, Liz lightly touched her lips to his.
Their lips were soft and sweet at first, but the slow burning fire in both was starting to build, and when Red felt Liz's tongue lapping at his bottom lip, he quickly gave in, their kiss deepening, as their hands started to explore each other.
Red trailed his hand down her neck, collar bone. His fingers flattening as he drew them down between her chest, palming a firm breast.
Liz worked to free the buttons on his shirt, until each one was undone all the way down to his waistline. With his shirt wide open and her mouth entangled with his, Liz took full opportunity to allow her fingers and hands explore the new area.
The raised edge of a scar, how is pectorals flexed under his movements, the soft tuff of hair that covered his chest, the path it led down his body over a firm but lightly rounded belly.
Red's breath caught and he jerked when her hands floated across his stomach, running close to his waistline.
At the same time, Red was allowing himself to fully take in the woman sitting in his lap, as he palmed her breast, giving the perk nipple a light pinch.
Liz's slow whimper and push into his hand, caused Red's cock to twitch, his growing manhood quickly running out of room in the confines of his pants.
As his hand ran over her hip, his thumb brushed along the inside of Liz's thigh.
A warm gush and wetness filled her when Red's hand lingering so close to her center.
The need for oxygen finally made Elizabeth break away, taking in a long heavy breath as her lips found his pulse point on his neck, sucking gently at it.
Red's eyes closed and his grip on her tightened, feeling his reaction Liz noted the sensitive spot for later use, and slid her mouth up his neck, taking his ear lope between her teeth.
Red's body shuttered when she reached down and cupped his bulge in her hand, squeezing as she rubbed her palm over it.
"God Lizzy," Red's husky voice was deeper than normal. He was so overwhelmed with what she was doing to him, every touch was sending waves of pleasure across him. He felt like he was going to jump out of his skin.
Liz's own desire and need was becoming more then she could bare, her panties soaked with anticipation, her pussy throbbing with heat.
Red's hands threaded through her hair, gently pulling her lips back to his for a powerful kiss.
"Red," her lips brushing his while she spoke, he continued to place kisses to her between her words.
"Can-we-go-to-the-bedroom." A smile on his mouth with each simple kiss between words.
With a deep moan, Red rested his forehead against her, his hands cupping her face.
"Are you sure?" His voice shaky. Liz could hear the fear in his voice. She wiggled off his lap, standing over him placing her hand out for him to take.
"Right now, it's the only thing I'm sure of."