Unconditionally Forever, Chapter 7: The End.
John was completely stunned. Aeryn...never in his life- Well, maybe a few times, but he had never believed she would act...He had acted on his feelings more then once, but he never thought (hoped, yes) she shared them.
John grew bolder, and he let his hands grasp hers, guiding them to his sides.
Aeryn shivered at that slight contact, but John continued without pause. Drawing his arms up hers, sliding down her sides to rest on her hips.
Aeryn soon grew tired of the slowness of it all, (after all, peacekeepers don't have much patience) and she moved her hands to John's head, letting her fingers tangle in his hair. She pulled him closer, and her fingers clenched.
John felt his self control wearing thin, and he pulled back suddenly, turning his back on her, and breathing heavily.
"John?" Aeryn asked, breathlessly.
"I'm sorry. You should probably go now." he told her, not moving.
Aeryn exploded this time. "Frell John! What more do you want me to do? I thought you wanted this!?"
He paused for a microt before answering. "I do, but not out of pity for me Aeryn, not like this."
"Frell!" Aeryn growled with frustration. "I'm not doing it out of pity! I..." she hesitated, and John strained his hearing...trying to catch the words he longed for her to say to him.
"I realize...that I love you Crichton...I don't know... Why I even bother to tell you is beyond me. It obviously doesn't matter to you." Aeryn turned, this time to leave. ((If he's going to be a child about it, I don't have to deal with it.))
John turned around and caught up to her fast pace, grabbing her arm. She could have easily pulled away, but his touch held her captive.
"Aeryn, wait." he begged, wishing he could see her face. "Say it again." he whispered, smiling softly now.
Aeryn turned to him, an eyebrow raised, and the corner of her mouth lifted in the beginnings of a smile. "Say what?" she asked innocently, knowing what she was doing to him.
"Aeryn." he pleaded, gazing deep into her eyes.
"I love you. There, I said it. Now can I..." she was cut off by the mind numbing kiss John initiated. It progressed from there. Before she knew it, they had somehow gotten to the bed, and she was in the process of taking of John's shirt.
Seeing her hesitate, John backed off.
"You're right. It's too much. Too fast. Sorry." he apologized quickly, pulling his shirt back on.
"No...I want this. I just need a few microts."
Crichton lowered himself off of Aeryn and lay beside her, stroking her luxurious black hair.
"Why are you obsessed with my hair?" Aeryn asked, turning to face him, her face flush and her eyes bright.
"No idea. It just fascinates me..." he told her, loving what he did to her.
"Well, if that's all it takes to satisfy you, I'll cut it and give you some-"
"No! Don't cut it!" John said suddenly. Then, realizing her was joking, he calmed down and chuckled.
"And that wouldn't be enough to satisfy me." he added, smiling slyly.
"Oh no?" Aeryn asked, her own smile matching his.
John shook his head, and Aeryn took the opportunity to attack his mouth, biting his lip and probing with her tongue. She pulled back to observe his reaction.
"Nope. Not satisfied." he told her, trying to look innocent.
"I can take care of that." Aeryn replied, rolling on top of him once again...
That's it everyone. Hope you liked it. If you did, feel free to review...if you didn't...do it nicely.
-Angel
John was completely stunned. Aeryn...never in his life- Well, maybe a few times, but he had never believed she would act...He had acted on his feelings more then once, but he never thought (hoped, yes) she shared them.
John grew bolder, and he let his hands grasp hers, guiding them to his sides.
Aeryn shivered at that slight contact, but John continued without pause. Drawing his arms up hers, sliding down her sides to rest on her hips.
Aeryn soon grew tired of the slowness of it all, (after all, peacekeepers don't have much patience) and she moved her hands to John's head, letting her fingers tangle in his hair. She pulled him closer, and her fingers clenched.
John felt his self control wearing thin, and he pulled back suddenly, turning his back on her, and breathing heavily.
"John?" Aeryn asked, breathlessly.
"I'm sorry. You should probably go now." he told her, not moving.
Aeryn exploded this time. "Frell John! What more do you want me to do? I thought you wanted this!?"
He paused for a microt before answering. "I do, but not out of pity for me Aeryn, not like this."
"Frell!" Aeryn growled with frustration. "I'm not doing it out of pity! I..." she hesitated, and John strained his hearing...trying to catch the words he longed for her to say to him.
"I realize...that I love you Crichton...I don't know... Why I even bother to tell you is beyond me. It obviously doesn't matter to you." Aeryn turned, this time to leave. ((If he's going to be a child about it, I don't have to deal with it.))
John turned around and caught up to her fast pace, grabbing her arm. She could have easily pulled away, but his touch held her captive.
"Aeryn, wait." he begged, wishing he could see her face. "Say it again." he whispered, smiling softly now.
Aeryn turned to him, an eyebrow raised, and the corner of her mouth lifted in the beginnings of a smile. "Say what?" she asked innocently, knowing what she was doing to him.
"Aeryn." he pleaded, gazing deep into her eyes.
"I love you. There, I said it. Now can I..." she was cut off by the mind numbing kiss John initiated. It progressed from there. Before she knew it, they had somehow gotten to the bed, and she was in the process of taking of John's shirt.
Seeing her hesitate, John backed off.
"You're right. It's too much. Too fast. Sorry." he apologized quickly, pulling his shirt back on.
"No...I want this. I just need a few microts."
Crichton lowered himself off of Aeryn and lay beside her, stroking her luxurious black hair.
"Why are you obsessed with my hair?" Aeryn asked, turning to face him, her face flush and her eyes bright.
"No idea. It just fascinates me..." he told her, loving what he did to her.
"Well, if that's all it takes to satisfy you, I'll cut it and give you some-"
"No! Don't cut it!" John said suddenly. Then, realizing her was joking, he calmed down and chuckled.
"And that wouldn't be enough to satisfy me." he added, smiling slyly.
"Oh no?" Aeryn asked, her own smile matching his.
John shook his head, and Aeryn took the opportunity to attack his mouth, biting his lip and probing with her tongue. She pulled back to observe his reaction.
"Nope. Not satisfied." he told her, trying to look innocent.
"I can take care of that." Aeryn replied, rolling on top of him once again...
That's it everyone. Hope you liked it. If you did, feel free to review...if you didn't...do it nicely.
-Angel
