Disclaimer: I've written it 4 times already, time to stop. I don't own em.
Authors Note: Once this is over its back to cop based fiction, this romantic angst stuff is giving me headaches. :( But anyway, back to the story, thanks to those who reviewed chapter 4, very kind! You keep me writing! I guess I should thank Ben Harper's Steal My Kisses for the inspiration of this chapter, great song, great artist! Heaps & heaps of thanks to Brandy! That's it I think, oh, feel free to query the rating, I can up it!
plz R&R!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Why did she do it? Why couldn't she have compelled her mouth shut? She had never felt so vulnerable; her control was an attribute that seemed vague and unfamiliar, only returning to her in instants of strength. He had this amazing ability to uncover her fears and desires with seemingly little effort, and in turn she felt her control slipping. She had fallen for him, over and over in the last few days, and nothing had changed while everything had. He was still himself; he graced no vibrant act of love but something real, tangible yet impossible. He was still unsure yet stable, defined by his feelings yet denying every one of them. She wondered if anyone else saw him like she did. Maybe he was a painting of a grace and beauty only untangled in her eyes, something that she could not fathom but still perceived.
His hand graced his forehead, he was lost for words, or was unable to articulate them. The silence was only slightly lifted by the slight murmurs or his breath. And finally a word was spoken. "Alex.This isn't fair."
Yet again her heart fell. "Fair?" Her strength again ignited, surging through her body, she couldn't suppress her pride.
"You know what I mean." He gazed up at her for the first time in minutes.
She paused. "No, I don't know what you mean. You're creating a test that I am never going to pass. Maybe instead of this game of mental cat and mouse, you can try telling me what you really think."
He sighed in frustration, entwining his hands in his dusky hair. "It's not that simple."
She nodded in acknowledgment as she got back up onto her feet. Bobby grabbed her hand, engulfing it in his own securely, fearing she was about to leave again. "Don't go." His fingers weaved through her own, an electricity amplifying the mood. Her frustration was evident as she rolled her eyes at his touch. She would slip back into the trap again. Varying states of sentiment snaring her unawares into an entrapment, his entrapment. His physical and mental intensity that she intuitively fell for, she couldn't discount it.
"Why is nothing ever simple for you? Why does everything raise questions?"
Looked up at her, but didn't answer.
"You stop questioning for one night and you fall into comfort. And you probably think you slipped up?"
Her hand slipped from his, the gentle electricity evaporating into the air.
"Thought so." She concluded, gently turning to walk away.
"No, no, no. Alex, I don't disregard it. It." His lips rounded the words with little effect. "It meant so much, it's just its." He grasp her hand with desperation, as she evaded his words, pulling her back onto the couch, her legs tucked under her. "It's loss."
"You're not going to lose me." She responded.
His hand brushed her cheek gently, comforting her anger. "No, you see Alex. I might."
She looked into his eyes. She could see that he truly believed he could never keep her. She leaned in gently, his eyes watching her intently as she gently stole a kiss from his lips. She felt him gently resist the warmth, stirring away after a second of touch. His eyes were swallowed in hers as he felt her hand travel across his shoulder, and curl around his neck. He quivered at her touch, taking a deep breath, as he gained the defiance to lean into Alex, his lips tickling hers invitingly. His arms traveled from his side and across her slight back and through her hair as the tickles deepened in intensity. Her lips met his neck, short kisses of warmth and unrelenting delight.
"Alex, we should stop." He said breathlessly, drawing on every ounce strength.
One hand curled in his dark hair, the other lost on his chest, her lips lay close to his ear as they gently brushed the cold skin. "Why?" She whispered.
"Because I don't want to hurt you, I don't want to perpetuate the damage."
She rested his head on his shoulder, biting her lips as the scent that was his comforted her mind. "You don't need to worry about me."
He smoothed her hair behind her ear, and gently kissed her cheek. "I know."
"I'm a big girl you know?" She whispered gently in his ear, before kissing the skin just below it.
"I know." He replied, her lips deepening into his, her warmth and veracity engulfing his mind. He felt her hands progress down his chest, unbuttoning his shirt slowly, kissing his chest lightly as she progressed. She gently eased it from his back and leaned back into his lips, her face pure contentment. He gently pulled at her woolen jumper, easing it over her head. Gently caressing her neck and shoulders with his lips. Her hands encircling his mussed ebony hair as she pulled his head back to hers, kissing him deeply, as he pulled her into his arms.
TBC
Authors Note: Once this is over its back to cop based fiction, this romantic angst stuff is giving me headaches. :( But anyway, back to the story, thanks to those who reviewed chapter 4, very kind! You keep me writing! I guess I should thank Ben Harper's Steal My Kisses for the inspiration of this chapter, great song, great artist! Heaps & heaps of thanks to Brandy! That's it I think, oh, feel free to query the rating, I can up it!
plz R&R!!!!!!!!!!!!
~*~*~*~*~*~
Why did she do it? Why couldn't she have compelled her mouth shut? She had never felt so vulnerable; her control was an attribute that seemed vague and unfamiliar, only returning to her in instants of strength. He had this amazing ability to uncover her fears and desires with seemingly little effort, and in turn she felt her control slipping. She had fallen for him, over and over in the last few days, and nothing had changed while everything had. He was still himself; he graced no vibrant act of love but something real, tangible yet impossible. He was still unsure yet stable, defined by his feelings yet denying every one of them. She wondered if anyone else saw him like she did. Maybe he was a painting of a grace and beauty only untangled in her eyes, something that she could not fathom but still perceived.
His hand graced his forehead, he was lost for words, or was unable to articulate them. The silence was only slightly lifted by the slight murmurs or his breath. And finally a word was spoken. "Alex.This isn't fair."
Yet again her heart fell. "Fair?" Her strength again ignited, surging through her body, she couldn't suppress her pride.
"You know what I mean." He gazed up at her for the first time in minutes.
She paused. "No, I don't know what you mean. You're creating a test that I am never going to pass. Maybe instead of this game of mental cat and mouse, you can try telling me what you really think."
He sighed in frustration, entwining his hands in his dusky hair. "It's not that simple."
She nodded in acknowledgment as she got back up onto her feet. Bobby grabbed her hand, engulfing it in his own securely, fearing she was about to leave again. "Don't go." His fingers weaved through her own, an electricity amplifying the mood. Her frustration was evident as she rolled her eyes at his touch. She would slip back into the trap again. Varying states of sentiment snaring her unawares into an entrapment, his entrapment. His physical and mental intensity that she intuitively fell for, she couldn't discount it.
"Why is nothing ever simple for you? Why does everything raise questions?"
Looked up at her, but didn't answer.
"You stop questioning for one night and you fall into comfort. And you probably think you slipped up?"
Her hand slipped from his, the gentle electricity evaporating into the air.
"Thought so." She concluded, gently turning to walk away.
"No, no, no. Alex, I don't disregard it. It." His lips rounded the words with little effect. "It meant so much, it's just its." He grasp her hand with desperation, as she evaded his words, pulling her back onto the couch, her legs tucked under her. "It's loss."
"You're not going to lose me." She responded.
His hand brushed her cheek gently, comforting her anger. "No, you see Alex. I might."
She looked into his eyes. She could see that he truly believed he could never keep her. She leaned in gently, his eyes watching her intently as she gently stole a kiss from his lips. She felt him gently resist the warmth, stirring away after a second of touch. His eyes were swallowed in hers as he felt her hand travel across his shoulder, and curl around his neck. He quivered at her touch, taking a deep breath, as he gained the defiance to lean into Alex, his lips tickling hers invitingly. His arms traveled from his side and across her slight back and through her hair as the tickles deepened in intensity. Her lips met his neck, short kisses of warmth and unrelenting delight.
"Alex, we should stop." He said breathlessly, drawing on every ounce strength.
One hand curled in his dark hair, the other lost on his chest, her lips lay close to his ear as they gently brushed the cold skin. "Why?" She whispered.
"Because I don't want to hurt you, I don't want to perpetuate the damage."
She rested his head on his shoulder, biting her lips as the scent that was his comforted her mind. "You don't need to worry about me."
He smoothed her hair behind her ear, and gently kissed her cheek. "I know."
"I'm a big girl you know?" She whispered gently in his ear, before kissing the skin just below it.
"I know." He replied, her lips deepening into his, her warmth and veracity engulfing his mind. He felt her hands progress down his chest, unbuttoning his shirt slowly, kissing his chest lightly as she progressed. She gently eased it from his back and leaned back into his lips, her face pure contentment. He gently pulled at her woolen jumper, easing it over her head. Gently caressing her neck and shoulders with his lips. Her hands encircling his mussed ebony hair as she pulled his head back to hers, kissing him deeply, as he pulled her into his arms.
TBC