Hey everyone! I want to thank you all for the great reviews you have given me, I really appreciate them. Sadly this here is the last part to this story, I've brought back the LYRICS one more time and I suggest if you havn't heard Weapon by Matthew Good yet give it a listen. I currently have another Everwood fic in the works though I wouldn't be expecting it any time in the very near future. I have it all mapped out but I havn't written anything yet LoL oh well with time it will come. I hope you enjoyed this story, cause I rather enjoyed writing again. Just to let you in on a little secret perhaps some time down the road I will write more to this because my stories are never really finished... kinda like Bright and Ephram.
**ephram**
Our questioning eyes answer each other with a simple yes. I have been dreaming of this moment for the past few months, I know that might make me sound like some little girl with pink ribbons in her hair, but in all seriousness it's true. It's just Bright's finger tips on my arm but it is absolutely mind blowing.
CAREFUL, YOU BE CAREFUL
I place my shaky hands gently against his chest.
"Ephram..." my name floats out of his mouth on a wave of exhaled breath. He reaches his arms around me and we pause in a comfortable embrace. It's as if just getting to this point has exhausted us, the world is much clearer now and we need a moment to take it all in. With such clarity I know that our first encounter could very well be our last. I need to take as much as I can from it.
THIS IS WHERE THE WORLD DROPS OFF
I'm feeling a little bold for myself right now, it's as if his touch gives me the power to do anything. I pull away and just stare at his face, memorizing it as I have in the past only this time it's not forbidden. My gaze falls to his lips, pinky red in all their perfection. I trace their shape with my finger losing myself in the warmth and softness. His tongue darts out of his mouth taking my finger back with it, his eyes boring into mine intensely..
CAREFUL, YOU BE CAREFUL
To my disappointment he releases my finger, only to make up for it mere seconds later by placing his lips over mine. The kiss was soft yet there was a powerful need behind it we both felt. Bright's hands were tracing patterns along my back and mine were tangled up in his hair. Our touch was still tentative in a way, we had been denied for so long it's as if this spellbound illusion could be broken by a single aggressive move. By the looks of it that won't last for long.
**bright**
AND YOU BREATHE IN AND YOU BREATHE OUT FOR IT
AIN'T IT SO WEIRD HOW IT MAKES YOU A WEAPON
I pressed my lips to his and was floored; my whole body, mind, and soul going into overdrive. The feel of his lips working together with my own was like nothing I had ever felt before and more perfect than I could have ever imagined. I had kissed many girls in my time, but none had fulfilled me like this. This moment, the intensity and sheer heat of it all, I knew nothing would ever compare. Things are escalating I can tell, Eprham wants more I want more. Our kisses are getting deeper, passion increasing by the seconds and hands are roaming to uncharted territory. Ephram and I stumble our way to the couch our connection never breaking. The weight of his body over mine is thrilling, the fact that our bodies are so closely meshed together takes my breathe away leaving me even more breathless than I was before. Ephram removes his lips from mine but my cry of protest is quickly cut off by the moan of pleasure that escapes as his lips regain contact with my body leaving a blazing trail down my neck to my collar bone, leaving something for me to remember him by.
AND YOU GIVE IN AND YOU GIVE OUT FOR IT
AIN'T IT SO WEIRD HOW IT MAKES YOU A WEAPON
I want to further my awareness of him. I slide my hands under the back of his black T- shirt, his skin fiery under my palms and finger tips. I forge ahead with my quest, Ephram lifting his arms smoothly cooperating and fully understanding my intentions as I discard his shirt. I take in his lean form, so different from my own yet so obviously similar. The power has shifted and I now have the upper hand with Ephram beneath me. I am loving this, roaming over his newly exposed flesh with my lips, we are both so content this way. Together.
NEVER TURN YOUR BACK ON IT
We had been non-vocal for so long, it was a shock for Ephrams voice to break the silence with actual words.
"Bright, I think we should stop..." I felt chilled, pausing I just stared at him. Did he change his mind? Did he regret us? "Not that I want to stop." Ephram rushed out realizing my fear. "Oh God... I never want to stop, Bright you're amazing..." he trailed off breathlessly caressing the side of my face. "It's just that Amy could be home any second now."
NEVER TURN YOUR BACK ON IT AGAIN
I knew he was right but I was so relieved, I didn't want to let him go just yet. "Screw that." I mumbled my lips finding his in a heightened encore of previous actions, we continued as if our activities had never been interrupted. Dueling tongues, exploring hands, and heavy breathing were all included. Ephram suddenly pulled away.
"Did you hear that?"
"What?" I strained my ears listening hard for whatever it was he was hearing.
"That!" The sounds of keys jangling could now easily be heard out on the front porch.
"Shit!" I exclaimed "That's gotta be Amy!" We scrambled apart at breakneck speed.
"Bright! Where's my shirt, fuck this is crazy..." Ephram whispered panicked. I grabbed his T-Shirt off the floor where I had banished it to and helped him with the struggle of putting it back on; succeeding just as we heard the door open. We were left with just enough time to straighten our clothes and sit in seats on opposite ends of the room before Amy appeared in the doorway.
**ephram**
CAREFUL, YOU BE CAREFUL
My heart was pounding so fast, I was just hoping Amy would be oblivious as to why we had messed hair and flushed faces.
"Hey Ephram! I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting, I lost track of time at Colin's... I hope Bright hasn't been much of a jerk.!" she said shooting a glare in Brights direction. I was relieved if she had noticed anything she wasn't letting on but I highly doubted she had. I cleared my throat.
" I think Bright and I have finally learned how to be civil towards one another." I said glancing in his direction with a knowing smirk.
"Good, It's about time you guys." Amy said obviously relieved that her friend and brother were finally ending their feud. There was no way she would ever realize her words held a much different meaning for the other two occupants in the room. "Anyways Ephram we should get started with that whole English thing."
"Yeah sure." came my reply as I stood up from my chair and followed her out of the room. My mind was still racing along with my heart. "I'm just going to get a drink quickly, how about I meet you upstairs?" I questioned.
"Ok! I'll just go and pull up my English stuff on the computer and I'll see you in a minute!" Amy said with a smile as she ascended the stairs to her room. I waited until she was out of sight then bypassed the kitchen for the living room. Bright stood up immediately.
"Where's Amy?" he asked in a hushed tone, his eyes optimistic.
"She's upstairs." I extended my hand out grasping his in my own. To me it felt unfinished, 'we' felt unfinished. "What are we going to do?" I sighed pressing my forehead against his.
"I have no idea, let's not worry about it now though, ok?" I answered him with a kiss, one last kiss. I knew we would always feel unfinished, there would never be a neat and tidy end to this, but I felt it was more to our advantage to at least have had a beginning.
**ephram**
Our questioning eyes answer each other with a simple yes. I have been dreaming of this moment for the past few months, I know that might make me sound like some little girl with pink ribbons in her hair, but in all seriousness it's true. It's just Bright's finger tips on my arm but it is absolutely mind blowing.
CAREFUL, YOU BE CAREFUL
I place my shaky hands gently against his chest.
"Ephram..." my name floats out of his mouth on a wave of exhaled breath. He reaches his arms around me and we pause in a comfortable embrace. It's as if just getting to this point has exhausted us, the world is much clearer now and we need a moment to take it all in. With such clarity I know that our first encounter could very well be our last. I need to take as much as I can from it.
THIS IS WHERE THE WORLD DROPS OFF
I'm feeling a little bold for myself right now, it's as if his touch gives me the power to do anything. I pull away and just stare at his face, memorizing it as I have in the past only this time it's not forbidden. My gaze falls to his lips, pinky red in all their perfection. I trace their shape with my finger losing myself in the warmth and softness. His tongue darts out of his mouth taking my finger back with it, his eyes boring into mine intensely..
CAREFUL, YOU BE CAREFUL
To my disappointment he releases my finger, only to make up for it mere seconds later by placing his lips over mine. The kiss was soft yet there was a powerful need behind it we both felt. Bright's hands were tracing patterns along my back and mine were tangled up in his hair. Our touch was still tentative in a way, we had been denied for so long it's as if this spellbound illusion could be broken by a single aggressive move. By the looks of it that won't last for long.
**bright**
AND YOU BREATHE IN AND YOU BREATHE OUT FOR IT
AIN'T IT SO WEIRD HOW IT MAKES YOU A WEAPON
I pressed my lips to his and was floored; my whole body, mind, and soul going into overdrive. The feel of his lips working together with my own was like nothing I had ever felt before and more perfect than I could have ever imagined. I had kissed many girls in my time, but none had fulfilled me like this. This moment, the intensity and sheer heat of it all, I knew nothing would ever compare. Things are escalating I can tell, Eprham wants more I want more. Our kisses are getting deeper, passion increasing by the seconds and hands are roaming to uncharted territory. Ephram and I stumble our way to the couch our connection never breaking. The weight of his body over mine is thrilling, the fact that our bodies are so closely meshed together takes my breathe away leaving me even more breathless than I was before. Ephram removes his lips from mine but my cry of protest is quickly cut off by the moan of pleasure that escapes as his lips regain contact with my body leaving a blazing trail down my neck to my collar bone, leaving something for me to remember him by.
AND YOU GIVE IN AND YOU GIVE OUT FOR IT
AIN'T IT SO WEIRD HOW IT MAKES YOU A WEAPON
I want to further my awareness of him. I slide my hands under the back of his black T- shirt, his skin fiery under my palms and finger tips. I forge ahead with my quest, Ephram lifting his arms smoothly cooperating and fully understanding my intentions as I discard his shirt. I take in his lean form, so different from my own yet so obviously similar. The power has shifted and I now have the upper hand with Ephram beneath me. I am loving this, roaming over his newly exposed flesh with my lips, we are both so content this way. Together.
NEVER TURN YOUR BACK ON IT
We had been non-vocal for so long, it was a shock for Ephrams voice to break the silence with actual words.
"Bright, I think we should stop..." I felt chilled, pausing I just stared at him. Did he change his mind? Did he regret us? "Not that I want to stop." Ephram rushed out realizing my fear. "Oh God... I never want to stop, Bright you're amazing..." he trailed off breathlessly caressing the side of my face. "It's just that Amy could be home any second now."
NEVER TURN YOUR BACK ON IT AGAIN
I knew he was right but I was so relieved, I didn't want to let him go just yet. "Screw that." I mumbled my lips finding his in a heightened encore of previous actions, we continued as if our activities had never been interrupted. Dueling tongues, exploring hands, and heavy breathing were all included. Ephram suddenly pulled away.
"Did you hear that?"
"What?" I strained my ears listening hard for whatever it was he was hearing.
"That!" The sounds of keys jangling could now easily be heard out on the front porch.
"Shit!" I exclaimed "That's gotta be Amy!" We scrambled apart at breakneck speed.
"Bright! Where's my shirt, fuck this is crazy..." Ephram whispered panicked. I grabbed his T-Shirt off the floor where I had banished it to and helped him with the struggle of putting it back on; succeeding just as we heard the door open. We were left with just enough time to straighten our clothes and sit in seats on opposite ends of the room before Amy appeared in the doorway.
**ephram**
CAREFUL, YOU BE CAREFUL
My heart was pounding so fast, I was just hoping Amy would be oblivious as to why we had messed hair and flushed faces.
"Hey Ephram! I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting, I lost track of time at Colin's... I hope Bright hasn't been much of a jerk.!" she said shooting a glare in Brights direction. I was relieved if she had noticed anything she wasn't letting on but I highly doubted she had. I cleared my throat.
" I think Bright and I have finally learned how to be civil towards one another." I said glancing in his direction with a knowing smirk.
"Good, It's about time you guys." Amy said obviously relieved that her friend and brother were finally ending their feud. There was no way she would ever realize her words held a much different meaning for the other two occupants in the room. "Anyways Ephram we should get started with that whole English thing."
"Yeah sure." came my reply as I stood up from my chair and followed her out of the room. My mind was still racing along with my heart. "I'm just going to get a drink quickly, how about I meet you upstairs?" I questioned.
"Ok! I'll just go and pull up my English stuff on the computer and I'll see you in a minute!" Amy said with a smile as she ascended the stairs to her room. I waited until she was out of sight then bypassed the kitchen for the living room. Bright stood up immediately.
"Where's Amy?" he asked in a hushed tone, his eyes optimistic.
"She's upstairs." I extended my hand out grasping his in my own. To me it felt unfinished, 'we' felt unfinished. "What are we going to do?" I sighed pressing my forehead against his.
"I have no idea, let's not worry about it now though, ok?" I answered him with a kiss, one last kiss. I knew we would always feel unfinished, there would never be a neat and tidy end to this, but I felt it was more to our advantage to at least have had a beginning.
