A/N: The R rating is for sexual content. If that bothers you, stop reading
here.
Eric's Revenge and Revelation: Completion of a tag ending, and more!!!
Lonely Secrets
Topanga couldn't stand the tension in the room. She rose quickly to go down the hall to the ladies room. She just needed to splash some cool water on her face, and think of an excuse to go somewhere else.
After a few minutes, when he thought no one would notice, Eric followed her.
He knocked softly on the ladies room door.
"Just a minute." Topanga called.
"It's Eric." He said just loudly enough for her to hear him. "I want to talk to you, alone."
Topanga opened the door and let him in. He closed the door behind him and then turned to her. His eyes burned deeply into hers.
"I need you Topanga," he whispered.
"Wh-what?" she questioned, not sure how he needed her. Secretly she hoped it was the same way she needed him.
He moved forward gently pushing her to the wall, and pinning her between his arms. She did not protest.
He slowly brought his lips down to hers. His kiss was lighter than the first, almost timid. It was tender and gentle, as if he was holding back some primal need, asking her for her acceptance. Once again waves of desire tore through Topanga; and this time she returned his kiss. It felt so good to be held, needed like this. Eric's cologne was familiar and comfortable; she could just melt into him.
He pulled away and looked into her moist blue eyes.
"I have been thinking a lot, Topanga. I can't get you out of my mind. I know that it's you I want. I don't want to hurt Cory, so if you say you don't want me, I promise I will leave you alone." His voice was thick and needy.
She simply lifted her lips to his again in reply. She could not resist the passion and the warmth he offered. She kissed him deeply, searching his mouth with hers, tasting the sweet traces of his cappuccino.
"Cory can never know," she whispered through her rapidly drawn breaths. She could feel his heart pounding next to hers.
"I won't tell if you don't," he replied with a sly grin.
She returned his smile with her own. It felt so much better to know that she had someone's arms to take comfort in, and to have both of them know that it could never be truly serious because of the damage it could cause.
"Now we don't have to be lonely anymore," she whispered. "It will be our little secret."
Their passion was unleashed as they melded their bodies together. Desperate kisses and caresses found them on the brink of no return.
Topanga had always thought her first would be Cory, and that they would be married. Since her parents breakup though, she wondered what the point was. There was no such thing as true love. Why wait, why make it special?
Eric pulled away from her just before he lost control. He knew he had to stop now. He wanted her so bad, but didn't want to hurt her. He knew how hard she had worked to save herself. Cory had been quite the whiner about it at times. He knew he must take it slowly.
"When can we meet again?" he asked breathlessly. His eyes burned with an unquenchable fire.
Topanga was not used to this side of Eric, and she was finding that she liked it. She liked his humor, but was completely fascinated by his human, passionate side. She had a feeling that they would become very close- as friends- and secret lovers.
Would she allow her passion to carry her to bed with Eric, or would she continue to save herself? She needed to think about this.......
"Come over tonight," she whispered, "Angela is going out with Shawn, and Rachel has a late study group."
"I'll be there." And with that he backed away from her and left the room, being careful to make sure no one was watching.
After he left, Topanga slid her back down the wall and put her head in her hands. What was she getting herself into?
Eric's Revenge and Revelation: Completion of a tag ending, and more!!!
Lonely Secrets
Topanga couldn't stand the tension in the room. She rose quickly to go down the hall to the ladies room. She just needed to splash some cool water on her face, and think of an excuse to go somewhere else.
After a few minutes, when he thought no one would notice, Eric followed her.
He knocked softly on the ladies room door.
"Just a minute." Topanga called.
"It's Eric." He said just loudly enough for her to hear him. "I want to talk to you, alone."
Topanga opened the door and let him in. He closed the door behind him and then turned to her. His eyes burned deeply into hers.
"I need you Topanga," he whispered.
"Wh-what?" she questioned, not sure how he needed her. Secretly she hoped it was the same way she needed him.
He moved forward gently pushing her to the wall, and pinning her between his arms. She did not protest.
He slowly brought his lips down to hers. His kiss was lighter than the first, almost timid. It was tender and gentle, as if he was holding back some primal need, asking her for her acceptance. Once again waves of desire tore through Topanga; and this time she returned his kiss. It felt so good to be held, needed like this. Eric's cologne was familiar and comfortable; she could just melt into him.
He pulled away and looked into her moist blue eyes.
"I have been thinking a lot, Topanga. I can't get you out of my mind. I know that it's you I want. I don't want to hurt Cory, so if you say you don't want me, I promise I will leave you alone." His voice was thick and needy.
She simply lifted her lips to his again in reply. She could not resist the passion and the warmth he offered. She kissed him deeply, searching his mouth with hers, tasting the sweet traces of his cappuccino.
"Cory can never know," she whispered through her rapidly drawn breaths. She could feel his heart pounding next to hers.
"I won't tell if you don't," he replied with a sly grin.
She returned his smile with her own. It felt so much better to know that she had someone's arms to take comfort in, and to have both of them know that it could never be truly serious because of the damage it could cause.
"Now we don't have to be lonely anymore," she whispered. "It will be our little secret."
Their passion was unleashed as they melded their bodies together. Desperate kisses and caresses found them on the brink of no return.
Topanga had always thought her first would be Cory, and that they would be married. Since her parents breakup though, she wondered what the point was. There was no such thing as true love. Why wait, why make it special?
Eric pulled away from her just before he lost control. He knew he had to stop now. He wanted her so bad, but didn't want to hurt her. He knew how hard she had worked to save herself. Cory had been quite the whiner about it at times. He knew he must take it slowly.
"When can we meet again?" he asked breathlessly. His eyes burned with an unquenchable fire.
Topanga was not used to this side of Eric, and she was finding that she liked it. She liked his humor, but was completely fascinated by his human, passionate side. She had a feeling that they would become very close- as friends- and secret lovers.
Would she allow her passion to carry her to bed with Eric, or would she continue to save herself? She needed to think about this.......
"Come over tonight," she whispered, "Angela is going out with Shawn, and Rachel has a late study group."
"I'll be there." And with that he backed away from her and left the room, being careful to make sure no one was watching.
After he left, Topanga slid her back down the wall and put her head in her hands. What was she getting herself into?
