A/N WARNING: I hope that none of you will find anything here offensive. I tried my best to write this with taste, but it still contains sexual contents. If you are offended with this kind of material, please DON'T READ the part when the lyrics of the song changes. "Take me to your heart." is the first line, so when you see this, please be warned.
RATING only for Part 16: R?
A/N: I'm really good with criticisms, but this isn't beta-ed because I don't think I can take it for this one. So please don't flame me in your reviews if you think that I did a bad job, I don't think my poor heart can take it. Eck...I've never written anything like this before, it's kind of nerve wracking ((bites lip)). (You can e-mail me criticisms, and I'll read them, just word them nicely please)
Disclaimer: "Gotta Believe in Magic" belongs to David Pomeranz
*Part 16**
***
Gotta believe in magic
Tell me how two people find each other
In a world that's full of strangers
Gotta believe in magic
Something stronger than the moon above
Coz it's magic when two people fall in love
***
Sleep escaped Max that night. She felt so helpless as she stood watching the silhouette of buildings against the dark night sky. It was the same sight she had seen every time she looked out into the night, the same world from a distance. But she herself knew how deceiving that was. That world she was looking at consisted of people with their own problems, disappointments and triumphs. Five billion people. Five billion strangers trying to get on with this thing called life.
And Max was just one of those people. She was part of that whole. She shouldn't even matter in the midst of five billion others, but somehow, the man in the other room made her feel that she did. She mattered. She was special. She was loved. Logan could have picked any other. But didn't. He picked her. He wanted her.
Max stepped out of Logan's guest bedroom. She used that room so frequently that she had transformed it from something impersonal to something so definitely hers. She felt comfortable sleeping there as she did in her own home. But tonight, she just couldn't.
On her way to the kitchen, Max passed by Logan's room. It was dark inside, but as always, the door was not closed all the way. As tempting as it was, Max had never made her way inside while Logan slept. It was too intimate and that wasn't something she was ever ready for.
But tonight was different. Out of a need that drove her to be close to him in her last few hours in Seattle, Max silently pushed the door open and took a few steps towards the bed. She let her eyes adjust to the darkness so that soon, she was able to see Logan's sleeping form. He was wearing an old shirt and the blanket covered him up to his waist. He slept on the right side of the bed and she chuckled at that fact. What a coincidence, she slept on the left.
Max finally decided to let Logan sleep peacefully, so she tried to walk away. But each step she took propelled her closer to Logan. So she stood there, watching him as he slept, comforted by his deep and even breathing. And as if with no will of her own, Max inched closer to Logan as she took in everything about him. She memorized the lines around his eyes, his beautiful nose, the way he seemed to smile in his sleep. She remembered everything she could and tucked them away for future use, when she was far away and had nothing except the memories of him.
Max felt a few drop of tears on her cheeks. She quickly wiped them away, berating at herself for her silliness. Her heart felt heavy, as if it might burst from the too many emotions it contained. She didn't know that love felt like this. It was difficult to describe because it was still so new. One thing was for sure though; it felt so right. God, she loved Logan so much. Just thinking about the sense of security and contentment she felt in his arms made her want to weep. What did she ever do to be so incredibly blessed to experience this wonderful feeling?
Max wanted to be close to Logan, to cherish him, to make him so happy. More tears fell as Max realized the intensity of her feelings. She wanted to take Logan and make herself his whole world. She wanted to hold him, be connected to him, bury herself in his essence that she knew nothing else but him.
***
Gotta believe in magic
Tell me how two people find each other
In a world that's full of strangers
Gotta believe in magic
Something stronger than the moon above
Coz it's magic when two people fall in love
***
Logan's eyelids fluttered open as he sensed someone sharing his presence in the room. Making out the other figure, Logan immediately bolted up with concern as he saw tears spilling on Max's angelic face. "Hey Max, what's wrong?"
Nothing. Everything is perfect because I'm with you. "Oh, nothing." Max said as she tried to pull away when Logan reached for her arm. It was too late though because pulling away from Logan was like fighting gravity. She just couldn't do it.
"Then why are you crying?" He said as he pulled her beside him on the bed. Max had been through so much, she deserved nothing less than be happy all her life.
Because I love you so much. "I don't know." Max replied, but Logan didn't buy it, so she continued. "I've just been really happy the past several days". And tomorrow would be the end of that. "I guess I'm just not used to it."
Logan gently run his hand back and forth along Max's back. "Well, get used to it because I'm planning to make you happy for the rest of your life." And as the scenario dictated, his lips formed the three words that Logan had been waiting forever to tell Max. Looking into her eyes and cupped her chin, making sure she understood the full intensity of his declaration, Logan said. "I love you Max."
And that was it. Tear after tear spilled from Max's eyes. She couldn't do anything else but hug Logan in a tight embrace and bury her face on the crook of his neck. He loved her. And he said it too. Max held on tighter to help ground herself back to reality. For a moment, she thought she entered the land of her childhood dreams. Max felt a soft kiss on the top of her head and heard the beating of Logan's heart against her breast. She put a palm over his heart, as if to claim that it was hers. Slowly, Max lifted her gaze and saw a shimmer in Logan's blue eyes. Attempting a smile, she whispered, "I love you too Logan."
***
Gotta believe in magic
Tell me how two people find each other
In a world that's full of strangers
Gotta believe in magic
Something stronger than the moon above
Coz it's magic when two people fall in love
***
Logan and Max always shared an intimate distance, but neither had ever crossed the boundaries that distinguished lovers and close friends. Their connection and love was felt in every plane of their being that the emotional connection of their souls took precedence of the physical act.
It was always enough to just be in close proximity of the other. In fact, that was more than what fate had destined for them. If not for their strong wills, they wouldn't have been in the same country, let alone be allowed to touch and kiss, as they seemed to be doing a lot of lately.
To touch. And kiss. It was enough. To be in each other's arms was more than what they had ever thought they would have.
But not tonight. Tonight, Max needed to express feelings she didn't know she was capable of having until Logan brought them out of her. Instincts were guiding her now, because not in a million years could she find the way to rationalize the overwhelming love she felt for him.
Max stood in front of Logan and settled herself between his legs, their knees touching. She wanted to show Logan the feelings she couldn't find the words to say.
She touched his cheek to say that she cared.
She kissed his lips to say that she loved him.
She pressed against his body to tell him she was his. Forever.
Such tender gestures of love.
Given. Received. Returned.
"Are you sure Max?" Logan whispered.
Max pulled Logan close to her and she let him listen to the beating of her heart. The heart that belonged to him. She held him between her breast as she rested her cheek on the top of his head. She had never been so sure of anything in her life.
Max needed to love Logan tonight. To show him how she felt. To comfort him for the days ahead. To tell him how sorry she was for not being brave enough to tell him that she was leaving. But most of all she needed this for herself. To give her strength to journey into her past.
**Rating Change**
***
Take me to your heart
Tell me where to start
Let me play the part of your first love
All the stars are right
Every wish is ours tonight, my love
***
Max gave Logan a teasing grin; inviting him, being playful with him. He grinned back as he pulled her down to sit on his lap, her feet dangling at the side. Their lips were now on the same level, and both were painfully aware of the fact. Logan saw the sparkle in Max's eyes as she parted her lips in anticipation for his kiss. Receiving her invitation, he closed in the distance between them and locked his lips with hers. She tasted so sweet, so delectably Max.
Max braced herself on Logan's shoulders as delightful sensations began to assault her senses. Her head was starting to spin so she was grateful when Logan steadied her. He reached behind the back of her head and let his fingers get tangled with her hair. He then tilted his head to the side and their kiss grew even deeper, their tongues now dancing with each other. There was fire brewing underneath the soft caresses that their lips were engaged in. It was a secret promise of the magic to come.
Max felt both of Logan's hands slowly caressing her back, going lower and lower until they settled on her hips. The electricity of his touch made her groan with helpless need. Without warning, Logan gently cupped her bottom and lifted her to him so that her knees were on his side and her thighs were straddling him.
For long moments they simple touched in unison with their kiss. Logan caressed Max, starting from her beautiful face to the small of her back. His fingers travelling up and lightly grazing the side of her breast and resting there. Max, hoping to give Logan the same pleasure he was so generously providing for her, pressed closer to him. Making contact with the warmth of his body, she let her fingers roam his back, his arms, his hips, and that sensitive spot behind his neck that sent him shivering every time.
Logan couldn't take his eyes off Max when she took the hem of her tank top and pulled it up to rid herself of the barrier that stood between the two of them. She then helped him take his shirt off, sharing a smile with him as she did so. Logan's hand went on top of Max's when she tried to pull her pajamas down. Before letting her do so, he leaned down and took one of her breasts in his mouth, sending her reeling in a place she'd never known before. Logan took his sweet time making her feel so incredibly good. He then took her other breast, loving it and tasting it as every single one of his tongue's caress shot directly to her core, causing a warm pool to tide between her thighs.
Logan could feel himself grow harder as he heard the moans that escaped from Max's lips. So guiding her hands, he took the rest of her clothes off, and soon, all of his followed Max's clothes on the floor.
***
I may never know
Why I need you so
All I need to know is this feeling
Handle it with care
We were born to share this dream, my love
***
" I love you Max." Logan whispered as he gloried in the sight of Max on his bed, lying down on her back as he rested between her legs. The moon shone through the windows and highlighted her flushed naked flesh. He had never seen anyone as breathtakingly beautiful as her.
"I love you too Logan." The passion and love evident in the way Logan looked at Max made her float up in space.
With a possessive need and an overwhelming love, Logan gripped Max's hips gently, all so sweetly, and soon they became one. Max felt Logan filling her and leaving her wanting for more. "Please Logan." She heard herself say as her insides clutched on, taking Logan in and making him a part of her.
Logan watched Max as he united with her, his body finally meeting it's lifetime mate. He reveled at that feeling. She was his. His Max. Logan felt Max pulling him down for tender kisses; kisses that immediately turned fiery as their bodies begged for more.
Both laboring for breath, they pressed closer together, needing to feel the other's warmth, unconsciously needing to possess and be possessed. Logan buried into Max as deeply as she would take him, letting her feel him in sweet and deliberately slow strokes. He showered kisses on the side of her lips, on the tip of her nose, and on her eyelids which were closed tightly as an instinctive attempt to heighten the sensations she felt. Max wrapped her legs around Logan's, inviting him to give her more. She met him as each thrust went deeper and faster, answering Logan as his heart beckoned hers.
"Oh god, Logan." Max sought Logan's touch. She needed him to fill her. She wanted him so much.
"Max...I need you." Logan whispered in ragged breaths as his body seemed to have an accord of its own. He followed its dictates as he sought to be closer to Max. The feel of her quivering under his touch as he imprinted himself on her made his soul soar and reach to make the universe right.
Time stopped, perfection reigned.
Twilight of stars danced in the darkened sky,
giving light to two forms now one.
A gush of cold wind blew in, mingling with heated and sensual air.
All else disappeared, except the rhythmic movements of shadows in the candle light.
Tides from the deep sea swept away past and future lives,
leaving only the pleasures of now.
Butterflies flew around, pretty circles above the light,
protecting to keep the haven built on love.
The need Max felt was as compelling as the love. She was so close, laying herself vulnerable in Logan's hands. She held on to him for life as he flew her away in a high, almost unreachable place where their destinies took form. Her mind was senseless as blissful ecstasy claimed her, her body shuddering in response as it fought the powerful landing back to earth.
Logan felt Max's tremors and let himself get consumed by the same blinding light that just took Max. When the world cleared away into sight, and his breathing no longer a gasp, Logan rolled over to get his weight off Max. Bringing her to him, she now lay secure in his arms, almost drifting off to sleep, yet still aware of the beating of his heart.
***
Gotta believe in magic
Tell me how two people find each other
In a world that's full of strangers
Gotta believe in magic
Something stronger than the moon above
Coz it's magic when two people fall in love
***
RATING only for Part 16: R?
A/N: I'm really good with criticisms, but this isn't beta-ed because I don't think I can take it for this one. So please don't flame me in your reviews if you think that I did a bad job, I don't think my poor heart can take it. Eck...I've never written anything like this before, it's kind of nerve wracking ((bites lip)). (You can e-mail me criticisms, and I'll read them, just word them nicely please)
Disclaimer: "Gotta Believe in Magic" belongs to David Pomeranz
*Part 16**
***
Gotta believe in magic
Tell me how two people find each other
In a world that's full of strangers
Gotta believe in magic
Something stronger than the moon above
Coz it's magic when two people fall in love
***
Sleep escaped Max that night. She felt so helpless as she stood watching the silhouette of buildings against the dark night sky. It was the same sight she had seen every time she looked out into the night, the same world from a distance. But she herself knew how deceiving that was. That world she was looking at consisted of people with their own problems, disappointments and triumphs. Five billion people. Five billion strangers trying to get on with this thing called life.
And Max was just one of those people. She was part of that whole. She shouldn't even matter in the midst of five billion others, but somehow, the man in the other room made her feel that she did. She mattered. She was special. She was loved. Logan could have picked any other. But didn't. He picked her. He wanted her.
Max stepped out of Logan's guest bedroom. She used that room so frequently that she had transformed it from something impersonal to something so definitely hers. She felt comfortable sleeping there as she did in her own home. But tonight, she just couldn't.
On her way to the kitchen, Max passed by Logan's room. It was dark inside, but as always, the door was not closed all the way. As tempting as it was, Max had never made her way inside while Logan slept. It was too intimate and that wasn't something she was ever ready for.
But tonight was different. Out of a need that drove her to be close to him in her last few hours in Seattle, Max silently pushed the door open and took a few steps towards the bed. She let her eyes adjust to the darkness so that soon, she was able to see Logan's sleeping form. He was wearing an old shirt and the blanket covered him up to his waist. He slept on the right side of the bed and she chuckled at that fact. What a coincidence, she slept on the left.
Max finally decided to let Logan sleep peacefully, so she tried to walk away. But each step she took propelled her closer to Logan. So she stood there, watching him as he slept, comforted by his deep and even breathing. And as if with no will of her own, Max inched closer to Logan as she took in everything about him. She memorized the lines around his eyes, his beautiful nose, the way he seemed to smile in his sleep. She remembered everything she could and tucked them away for future use, when she was far away and had nothing except the memories of him.
Max felt a few drop of tears on her cheeks. She quickly wiped them away, berating at herself for her silliness. Her heart felt heavy, as if it might burst from the too many emotions it contained. She didn't know that love felt like this. It was difficult to describe because it was still so new. One thing was for sure though; it felt so right. God, she loved Logan so much. Just thinking about the sense of security and contentment she felt in his arms made her want to weep. What did she ever do to be so incredibly blessed to experience this wonderful feeling?
Max wanted to be close to Logan, to cherish him, to make him so happy. More tears fell as Max realized the intensity of her feelings. She wanted to take Logan and make herself his whole world. She wanted to hold him, be connected to him, bury herself in his essence that she knew nothing else but him.
***
Gotta believe in magic
Tell me how two people find each other
In a world that's full of strangers
Gotta believe in magic
Something stronger than the moon above
Coz it's magic when two people fall in love
***
Logan's eyelids fluttered open as he sensed someone sharing his presence in the room. Making out the other figure, Logan immediately bolted up with concern as he saw tears spilling on Max's angelic face. "Hey Max, what's wrong?"
Nothing. Everything is perfect because I'm with you. "Oh, nothing." Max said as she tried to pull away when Logan reached for her arm. It was too late though because pulling away from Logan was like fighting gravity. She just couldn't do it.
"Then why are you crying?" He said as he pulled her beside him on the bed. Max had been through so much, she deserved nothing less than be happy all her life.
Because I love you so much. "I don't know." Max replied, but Logan didn't buy it, so she continued. "I've just been really happy the past several days". And tomorrow would be the end of that. "I guess I'm just not used to it."
Logan gently run his hand back and forth along Max's back. "Well, get used to it because I'm planning to make you happy for the rest of your life." And as the scenario dictated, his lips formed the three words that Logan had been waiting forever to tell Max. Looking into her eyes and cupped her chin, making sure she understood the full intensity of his declaration, Logan said. "I love you Max."
And that was it. Tear after tear spilled from Max's eyes. She couldn't do anything else but hug Logan in a tight embrace and bury her face on the crook of his neck. He loved her. And he said it too. Max held on tighter to help ground herself back to reality. For a moment, she thought she entered the land of her childhood dreams. Max felt a soft kiss on the top of her head and heard the beating of Logan's heart against her breast. She put a palm over his heart, as if to claim that it was hers. Slowly, Max lifted her gaze and saw a shimmer in Logan's blue eyes. Attempting a smile, she whispered, "I love you too Logan."
***
Gotta believe in magic
Tell me how two people find each other
In a world that's full of strangers
Gotta believe in magic
Something stronger than the moon above
Coz it's magic when two people fall in love
***
Logan and Max always shared an intimate distance, but neither had ever crossed the boundaries that distinguished lovers and close friends. Their connection and love was felt in every plane of their being that the emotional connection of their souls took precedence of the physical act.
It was always enough to just be in close proximity of the other. In fact, that was more than what fate had destined for them. If not for their strong wills, they wouldn't have been in the same country, let alone be allowed to touch and kiss, as they seemed to be doing a lot of lately.
To touch. And kiss. It was enough. To be in each other's arms was more than what they had ever thought they would have.
But not tonight. Tonight, Max needed to express feelings she didn't know she was capable of having until Logan brought them out of her. Instincts were guiding her now, because not in a million years could she find the way to rationalize the overwhelming love she felt for him.
Max stood in front of Logan and settled herself between his legs, their knees touching. She wanted to show Logan the feelings she couldn't find the words to say.
She touched his cheek to say that she cared.
She kissed his lips to say that she loved him.
She pressed against his body to tell him she was his. Forever.
Such tender gestures of love.
Given. Received. Returned.
"Are you sure Max?" Logan whispered.
Max pulled Logan close to her and she let him listen to the beating of her heart. The heart that belonged to him. She held him between her breast as she rested her cheek on the top of his head. She had never been so sure of anything in her life.
Max needed to love Logan tonight. To show him how she felt. To comfort him for the days ahead. To tell him how sorry she was for not being brave enough to tell him that she was leaving. But most of all she needed this for herself. To give her strength to journey into her past.
**Rating Change**
***
Take me to your heart
Tell me where to start
Let me play the part of your first love
All the stars are right
Every wish is ours tonight, my love
***
Max gave Logan a teasing grin; inviting him, being playful with him. He grinned back as he pulled her down to sit on his lap, her feet dangling at the side. Their lips were now on the same level, and both were painfully aware of the fact. Logan saw the sparkle in Max's eyes as she parted her lips in anticipation for his kiss. Receiving her invitation, he closed in the distance between them and locked his lips with hers. She tasted so sweet, so delectably Max.
Max braced herself on Logan's shoulders as delightful sensations began to assault her senses. Her head was starting to spin so she was grateful when Logan steadied her. He reached behind the back of her head and let his fingers get tangled with her hair. He then tilted his head to the side and their kiss grew even deeper, their tongues now dancing with each other. There was fire brewing underneath the soft caresses that their lips were engaged in. It was a secret promise of the magic to come.
Max felt both of Logan's hands slowly caressing her back, going lower and lower until they settled on her hips. The electricity of his touch made her groan with helpless need. Without warning, Logan gently cupped her bottom and lifted her to him so that her knees were on his side and her thighs were straddling him.
For long moments they simple touched in unison with their kiss. Logan caressed Max, starting from her beautiful face to the small of her back. His fingers travelling up and lightly grazing the side of her breast and resting there. Max, hoping to give Logan the same pleasure he was so generously providing for her, pressed closer to him. Making contact with the warmth of his body, she let her fingers roam his back, his arms, his hips, and that sensitive spot behind his neck that sent him shivering every time.
Logan couldn't take his eyes off Max when she took the hem of her tank top and pulled it up to rid herself of the barrier that stood between the two of them. She then helped him take his shirt off, sharing a smile with him as she did so. Logan's hand went on top of Max's when she tried to pull her pajamas down. Before letting her do so, he leaned down and took one of her breasts in his mouth, sending her reeling in a place she'd never known before. Logan took his sweet time making her feel so incredibly good. He then took her other breast, loving it and tasting it as every single one of his tongue's caress shot directly to her core, causing a warm pool to tide between her thighs.
Logan could feel himself grow harder as he heard the moans that escaped from Max's lips. So guiding her hands, he took the rest of her clothes off, and soon, all of his followed Max's clothes on the floor.
***
I may never know
Why I need you so
All I need to know is this feeling
Handle it with care
We were born to share this dream, my love
***
" I love you Max." Logan whispered as he gloried in the sight of Max on his bed, lying down on her back as he rested between her legs. The moon shone through the windows and highlighted her flushed naked flesh. He had never seen anyone as breathtakingly beautiful as her.
"I love you too Logan." The passion and love evident in the way Logan looked at Max made her float up in space.
With a possessive need and an overwhelming love, Logan gripped Max's hips gently, all so sweetly, and soon they became one. Max felt Logan filling her and leaving her wanting for more. "Please Logan." She heard herself say as her insides clutched on, taking Logan in and making him a part of her.
Logan watched Max as he united with her, his body finally meeting it's lifetime mate. He reveled at that feeling. She was his. His Max. Logan felt Max pulling him down for tender kisses; kisses that immediately turned fiery as their bodies begged for more.
Both laboring for breath, they pressed closer together, needing to feel the other's warmth, unconsciously needing to possess and be possessed. Logan buried into Max as deeply as she would take him, letting her feel him in sweet and deliberately slow strokes. He showered kisses on the side of her lips, on the tip of her nose, and on her eyelids which were closed tightly as an instinctive attempt to heighten the sensations she felt. Max wrapped her legs around Logan's, inviting him to give her more. She met him as each thrust went deeper and faster, answering Logan as his heart beckoned hers.
"Oh god, Logan." Max sought Logan's touch. She needed him to fill her. She wanted him so much.
"Max...I need you." Logan whispered in ragged breaths as his body seemed to have an accord of its own. He followed its dictates as he sought to be closer to Max. The feel of her quivering under his touch as he imprinted himself on her made his soul soar and reach to make the universe right.
Time stopped, perfection reigned.
Twilight of stars danced in the darkened sky,
giving light to two forms now one.
A gush of cold wind blew in, mingling with heated and sensual air.
All else disappeared, except the rhythmic movements of shadows in the candle light.
Tides from the deep sea swept away past and future lives,
leaving only the pleasures of now.
Butterflies flew around, pretty circles above the light,
protecting to keep the haven built on love.
The need Max felt was as compelling as the love. She was so close, laying herself vulnerable in Logan's hands. She held on to him for life as he flew her away in a high, almost unreachable place where their destinies took form. Her mind was senseless as blissful ecstasy claimed her, her body shuddering in response as it fought the powerful landing back to earth.
Logan felt Max's tremors and let himself get consumed by the same blinding light that just took Max. When the world cleared away into sight, and his breathing no longer a gasp, Logan rolled over to get his weight off Max. Bringing her to him, she now lay secure in his arms, almost drifting off to sleep, yet still aware of the beating of his heart.
***
Gotta believe in magic
Tell me how two people find each other
In a world that's full of strangers
Gotta believe in magic
Something stronger than the moon above
Coz it's magic when two people fall in love
***