Disclaimer: I don't own zoids or Leon, though I wish I did. *sigh*
Wishing For Snow by Shelly
CHAPTER SEVEN
That night Morgan slept in the bed upstairs by herself, finally going to sleep cuddled around a pillow as she tried not to think of how much Leon's rejection hurt her. When next she awoke, she noticed that the light that filled the room seemed a funny color, and she eased out of the bed to walk up to the window and pull aside the draperies. What she saw made her eyes widen and for a moment she was unable to say anything as she took in the sight before her.
Everywhere she looked there was snow. The branches of the trees were lined with it, a delicate tracery of white against the dark trunk. Small birds hopped through it, no doubt wondering where it had come from as they looked for food. A gust of wind caused a shower of flakes to fall from the roof, and she watched entranced as they floated to the ground.
Then she came to her senses and all she knew was that she had to get out there before it disappeared. Grabbing some clothes and hurriedly pulling them on, she all but flew downstairs into Leon's room, jumping onto the bed and waking him with her cries of "Leon, it snowed last night! Come on, you've got to see it!"
He sat up in the bed, the covers falling down around him, and the fact that he was shirtless didn't even faze her as she was so excited. Surprised to see her here and in a state of high excitement, he could do nothing else except smile and take in the view as he had expected her to be angry with him after what happened between them. Then she started pulling on his hand, and he had to pull back to keep her from yanking him onto the floor. "Easy, Morgan! Give me some time to at least put on some clothes."
That put a stop to her, and she blushed as she was embarrassed, but it didn't last long as she darted from the room and ran outside to stand in the snow and twirl around like a little girl. The snow came up to just below her knees, and she tilted her head back when she felt the flakes falling from the trees once the breeze stirred them, the cold air staining her cheeks and lips pink as her breath plumed towards the sky.
She felt something hit her, and she spun around to see Leon laughing at her and packing another snowball in his hands. "All right, Leon, you asked for it," she said, packing her own snowball and throwing it at him, but missing.
"Ha! I can't believe you missed!" he crowed. "Some thrower you are!"
"Don't worry! I'm just warming up!" The next few shots she scored on him as she dodged some of the ones he threw and getting hit by the others. Soon he abandoned the snowball fight and took to chasing her as best he could with an ankle injury. But she was slowed down by the snow, and eventually tripped on something underneath, laughing as she landed on her back.
Leon appeared and held out his hand to her, chuckling as he helped her to her feet. "Are you okay?"
She nodded her head, still laughing. "I'm all right. Isn't this beautiful?" she asked, looking out across the lake at the mountains. The sun was beginning to come out and made everything glimmer from the snow.
He reached out and turned her head back to face him, brushing a few wet strands from her face as he looked upon her flushed face with her bright eyes, and he knew that he was in love now if he wasn't already. "Not as beautiful as you," he said.
She saw the way he looked at her and her heart pounded even more fiercely within her as she hoped it meant what she thought it was. But she thought of yesterday when she had seen that same look in his eyes and he had turned her away. "Leon, don't do this," she murmured.
He smiled. "If I remember your words correctly, you were wishing for two things to happen. Now that one of them has happened, don't you think that the other should?"
Her breath caught in her throat. She hadn't known that he had heard her, and she felt guilty for saying them. "I'm sorry. I didn't think you heard."
"It's okay," he laughed, brushing his thumb across her cheek and leaning closer to her, hearing as well as feeling her nervous breathing.
She saw them coming ever closer to one another, and she realized that she was trembling all over in anticipation and more scared than she had ever been in her life. His lips brushed lightly over hers at first then more sensually when he heard her moan his name, causing his lower abdomen to ache painfully. Her hands came around his neck as his arms enclosed her and pulled her against him, his lips sliding across hers then his tongue as he deepened their kiss. "Leon," she moaned as she felt a similar ache settle in the bottom of her stomach, and gasped when his kisses moved down to her neck which drove her insane with wanting. "Leon, please," she groaned.
Leon had had almost all he could handle as he fought against taking her then and there in the snow, although that would present quite a problem. "What?" he asked, his voice husky with desire. "What do you want?"
The wanton longing he saw in her eyes almost did him in. "I want you," she whispered, gazing into his gray eyes which now looked at her hungrily as she touched her fingers to his lips, soon pulling them close to touch her own as they became lost in each other's kisses. Soon they broke away to walk inside the house, remembering to shut and lock the door before heading towards the bedroom, all the while shedding their clothing until they fell on the bed. And for the next hour they explored the ways that two people could show their love for one another, following that with a short nap that gave them even more energy for more exploration.
Before long, their growling stomachs alerted them to the fact that they hadn't eaten yet, and she walked into the kitchen to prepare something for them to eat. Leon came into the living room where he started a fire in the fireplace and had it crackling invitingly by the time the food was ready, and they shared their meal at the table before moving onto the sofa that sat in front of the fireplace. Discovering that it was a fold-out sofa, they removed the cushions and pulled out the bed, Morgan running into the room to grab the comforter and throw it onto it before joining him. They lay there for a time, simply enjoying being held by one another as he ran his fingers through her hair, watching the silky strands fall to her back.
He had wondered if by easing this ache she stirred within him would help him see things clearer where she was concerned, but it had only awakened a deeper yearning within him for her, something he knew he would never be able to satisfy. He needed her like he had never needed anything else in his life, and he smiled at the irony of life sometimes. He had left his team to become a better warrior, but instead had found her, a woman who had helped him become a better man as she had given him back his pride and had made him realize that there were more things out there to enjoy than zoid battles.
She stirred in his arms, and he pulled her closer to kiss the top of her head, the words he wanted to tell her so bad on the tip of his tongue. But then she turned her face towards his for a soft kiss so achingly sweet that it touched both of them all the way down to their souls.
"What is it?" she asked, noticing that he seemed to be quiet, and she became slightly worried that maybe he was regretting what they had enjoyed with each other.
"Nothing," he answered. "Just enjoying lying here with you."
She smiled as she trailed her fingertip across his chest, the smile slowly fading. "Do you regret what happened between us?"
He looked down at her, his gaze guarded as he wondered the same about her. "Do you?"
She brought her hand up to touch his face. "No, absolutely not. It's just that you were so quiet, I wasn't sure."
"You have nothing to worry about then as I don't either," he replied, pulling her close for a kiss to assure her of that.
She sighed as she settled back against him, listening to the pop and crackle of the fire. "Where does that leave us then?" she asked, her tone not so serious this time.
"What do you mean?"
She smiled. "You said that you would fulfill my wish as it had snowed. Well, snow melts away and never comes back except when the time is right. So, are you going to be the same way?"
He sighed. "Morgan, what I feel for you will never go away. That's why I was so hesitant to rush into things as I wasn't sure if what we feel for each other would last past this one time."
She raised up so that she could look into his eyes. "But?" she prompted.
A smile spread across his lips. "But now that we have had this one time, I have found that I want this to last between us. I know that we haven't known each other that long, but you have done more for me than I thought possible, and I wanted to thank you for that."
A slow smile spread across her face. "How about you show me how thankful you are?"
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Awww! They're finally together! But what will this mean when he finds out about her past? Thanks for reading and please review!
Wishing For Snow by Shelly
CHAPTER SEVEN
That night Morgan slept in the bed upstairs by herself, finally going to sleep cuddled around a pillow as she tried not to think of how much Leon's rejection hurt her. When next she awoke, she noticed that the light that filled the room seemed a funny color, and she eased out of the bed to walk up to the window and pull aside the draperies. What she saw made her eyes widen and for a moment she was unable to say anything as she took in the sight before her.
Everywhere she looked there was snow. The branches of the trees were lined with it, a delicate tracery of white against the dark trunk. Small birds hopped through it, no doubt wondering where it had come from as they looked for food. A gust of wind caused a shower of flakes to fall from the roof, and she watched entranced as they floated to the ground.
Then she came to her senses and all she knew was that she had to get out there before it disappeared. Grabbing some clothes and hurriedly pulling them on, she all but flew downstairs into Leon's room, jumping onto the bed and waking him with her cries of "Leon, it snowed last night! Come on, you've got to see it!"
He sat up in the bed, the covers falling down around him, and the fact that he was shirtless didn't even faze her as she was so excited. Surprised to see her here and in a state of high excitement, he could do nothing else except smile and take in the view as he had expected her to be angry with him after what happened between them. Then she started pulling on his hand, and he had to pull back to keep her from yanking him onto the floor. "Easy, Morgan! Give me some time to at least put on some clothes."
That put a stop to her, and she blushed as she was embarrassed, but it didn't last long as she darted from the room and ran outside to stand in the snow and twirl around like a little girl. The snow came up to just below her knees, and she tilted her head back when she felt the flakes falling from the trees once the breeze stirred them, the cold air staining her cheeks and lips pink as her breath plumed towards the sky.
She felt something hit her, and she spun around to see Leon laughing at her and packing another snowball in his hands. "All right, Leon, you asked for it," she said, packing her own snowball and throwing it at him, but missing.
"Ha! I can't believe you missed!" he crowed. "Some thrower you are!"
"Don't worry! I'm just warming up!" The next few shots she scored on him as she dodged some of the ones he threw and getting hit by the others. Soon he abandoned the snowball fight and took to chasing her as best he could with an ankle injury. But she was slowed down by the snow, and eventually tripped on something underneath, laughing as she landed on her back.
Leon appeared and held out his hand to her, chuckling as he helped her to her feet. "Are you okay?"
She nodded her head, still laughing. "I'm all right. Isn't this beautiful?" she asked, looking out across the lake at the mountains. The sun was beginning to come out and made everything glimmer from the snow.
He reached out and turned her head back to face him, brushing a few wet strands from her face as he looked upon her flushed face with her bright eyes, and he knew that he was in love now if he wasn't already. "Not as beautiful as you," he said.
She saw the way he looked at her and her heart pounded even more fiercely within her as she hoped it meant what she thought it was. But she thought of yesterday when she had seen that same look in his eyes and he had turned her away. "Leon, don't do this," she murmured.
He smiled. "If I remember your words correctly, you were wishing for two things to happen. Now that one of them has happened, don't you think that the other should?"
Her breath caught in her throat. She hadn't known that he had heard her, and she felt guilty for saying them. "I'm sorry. I didn't think you heard."
"It's okay," he laughed, brushing his thumb across her cheek and leaning closer to her, hearing as well as feeling her nervous breathing.
She saw them coming ever closer to one another, and she realized that she was trembling all over in anticipation and more scared than she had ever been in her life. His lips brushed lightly over hers at first then more sensually when he heard her moan his name, causing his lower abdomen to ache painfully. Her hands came around his neck as his arms enclosed her and pulled her against him, his lips sliding across hers then his tongue as he deepened their kiss. "Leon," she moaned as she felt a similar ache settle in the bottom of her stomach, and gasped when his kisses moved down to her neck which drove her insane with wanting. "Leon, please," she groaned.
Leon had had almost all he could handle as he fought against taking her then and there in the snow, although that would present quite a problem. "What?" he asked, his voice husky with desire. "What do you want?"
The wanton longing he saw in her eyes almost did him in. "I want you," she whispered, gazing into his gray eyes which now looked at her hungrily as she touched her fingers to his lips, soon pulling them close to touch her own as they became lost in each other's kisses. Soon they broke away to walk inside the house, remembering to shut and lock the door before heading towards the bedroom, all the while shedding their clothing until they fell on the bed. And for the next hour they explored the ways that two people could show their love for one another, following that with a short nap that gave them even more energy for more exploration.
Before long, their growling stomachs alerted them to the fact that they hadn't eaten yet, and she walked into the kitchen to prepare something for them to eat. Leon came into the living room where he started a fire in the fireplace and had it crackling invitingly by the time the food was ready, and they shared their meal at the table before moving onto the sofa that sat in front of the fireplace. Discovering that it was a fold-out sofa, they removed the cushions and pulled out the bed, Morgan running into the room to grab the comforter and throw it onto it before joining him. They lay there for a time, simply enjoying being held by one another as he ran his fingers through her hair, watching the silky strands fall to her back.
He had wondered if by easing this ache she stirred within him would help him see things clearer where she was concerned, but it had only awakened a deeper yearning within him for her, something he knew he would never be able to satisfy. He needed her like he had never needed anything else in his life, and he smiled at the irony of life sometimes. He had left his team to become a better warrior, but instead had found her, a woman who had helped him become a better man as she had given him back his pride and had made him realize that there were more things out there to enjoy than zoid battles.
She stirred in his arms, and he pulled her closer to kiss the top of her head, the words he wanted to tell her so bad on the tip of his tongue. But then she turned her face towards his for a soft kiss so achingly sweet that it touched both of them all the way down to their souls.
"What is it?" she asked, noticing that he seemed to be quiet, and she became slightly worried that maybe he was regretting what they had enjoyed with each other.
"Nothing," he answered. "Just enjoying lying here with you."
She smiled as she trailed her fingertip across his chest, the smile slowly fading. "Do you regret what happened between us?"
He looked down at her, his gaze guarded as he wondered the same about her. "Do you?"
She brought her hand up to touch his face. "No, absolutely not. It's just that you were so quiet, I wasn't sure."
"You have nothing to worry about then as I don't either," he replied, pulling her close for a kiss to assure her of that.
She sighed as she settled back against him, listening to the pop and crackle of the fire. "Where does that leave us then?" she asked, her tone not so serious this time.
"What do you mean?"
She smiled. "You said that you would fulfill my wish as it had snowed. Well, snow melts away and never comes back except when the time is right. So, are you going to be the same way?"
He sighed. "Morgan, what I feel for you will never go away. That's why I was so hesitant to rush into things as I wasn't sure if what we feel for each other would last past this one time."
She raised up so that she could look into his eyes. "But?" she prompted.
A smile spread across his lips. "But now that we have had this one time, I have found that I want this to last between us. I know that we haven't known each other that long, but you have done more for me than I thought possible, and I wanted to thank you for that."
A slow smile spread across her face. "How about you show me how thankful you are?"
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Awww! They're finally together! But what will this mean when he finds out about her past? Thanks for reading and please review!