Part 8: Needs
Upon waking John found that much his senses were intact, but he couldn't help staggering as he went to the water basin. The stuff was tepid and stale, yet its wetness was most welcome. He drank deeply, and then leaned against the wall, rubbing a hand over his brow. The dream had been so real. He was getting so tired of it being just that-a dream.
John had turned away from Aeryn. She felt him move off the bed. Rising onto her elbow she watched him move shakily to the basin. Her eyes roamed over him making sure he was all right.
"John, " she called his name softly.
He turned toward the voice. Amazement was briefly mirrored on his face, and then an in creditable smile took over. He was frozen in place. She had come, and was here with him now. She had lain with him, holding him safe. It hadn't been a dream. The words she had spoken to him came fluttering back. She had risen and moved towards him. Stopping short, she looked into his eyes. Aeryn allowed her own eyes to express her soul- to show that it was full of hope and love for him. By the goddess she did love him.
"Aeryn?"
"Yes."
"Are you ready to quite hiding from me?"
She almost laughed. She was ready to let go and open her heart to him with no secrets between them. She took a step back, and slowly nodded.
John had the most wonderful smile. Aeryn was reminded of the glow of 'their' star as his smile lit his face. John couldn't help but think that she had the most magnificent smile he had ever seen. It lit her face like the corona of 'their' star. Her exquisite form her indomitable spirit, and Lord; if he didn't touch her soon he was going to lose his mind.
John's arms slipped with infinite care about Aeryn, and she forgot all. His face brushed against her hair, he reeled with the heady scent of it. Lifting her heavy black hair aside, he kissed her on the neck as his fingers nimbly worked the fastener on her vest and slid to her feet. Her skin contrasted against the darkness of his shirt like a translucent pearl upon a bed of warm earth. Once more his embrace enfolded her, bringing her against his lean frame. Aeryn felt the hard boldness of him, and she closed her eyes as his searing lips slowly traced along her throat and shoulder. His hands caressed her, leisurely arousing her, stroking her breasts, and moving down ward over her belly. Warm tides of tingling excitement flooded her. She was cold then hot and very shaky. Her mind whirled giddily. The whisper of a sigh escaped her as she leaned her head back upon his shoulder, spilling her hair over his arm. She lifted her face to meet his; her trembling lips slackened and parted, as his mouth possessed hers. He turned her to him, and they came together like a starburst. Their kisses now savage and fierce, devouring as tongues met, hungry and impatience. His hand wandered down her back, pressing her hips tighter against him. His passion raged voraciously within him, and the fire of his desire was out of control.
John bent a knee upon the bed, pulling her with him, and they tumbled onto the covers. His open mouth, hot and wet, seared her breasts, and his white teeth lightly nibbled her curving waist and the smooth silken skin of her belly. Aeryn closed her eyes, panting and breathless, pliable beneath his caresses. His eyes aflame with lust, John lowered his weight upon and in her.
It was magic. A stunning, beautiful ravaging rapture that made her arch against him with a fierce ardor matching his. The wild, soaring ecstasy burst from them, fusing them together in an all-consuming passion. Clasped tightly to him as if he would draw her into himself, Aeryn felt the thunderous beating of his heart against her naked breasts and heard his hoarse, ragged breathing in her ear.
Time seemed to verge on eternity before John raised his head. Aeryn lay back upon the pillow, staring up at him with wide, searching eyes, amazement etched in the beauteous visage. His blue eyes held her softly as he whispered:
"I love you, Aeryn Sun, beyond all hope."
His lips pressed upon hers gently, tenderly, and Aeryn didn't hesitate to give her answer. Returning John's warm, fleeting kisses she breathed, "I love you, John Crichton, beyond all hope."
John smoothed her rumpled hair, and traced along the slim column of her throat with his mouth, tasting the exotic fragrance that seemed so much a part of her- that haunting scent which had plagued his every dream of her.
Gently she rubbed her fingers across the lines of his forehead, smoothing them away. "From this day forward I will never leave you willingly," she pledged. '
Aeryn drew his hand to her lips and slowly kissed the lean, brown knuckles while each gaze warmed and played within the depths of the other's eyes. She sinked her teeth teasingly into the back of hand then kissed it. Marking him as hers.
"I will never leave you willingly.," John whispered in responds. He moved against her, his body rousing, responding to the softness of her. His open mouth sought her lips, parting them, twisting, burning, devouring, and slanting across them as if he could not get enough of the dewy sweetness. Their breaths merge and became one. Aeryn again lost her touch on reality. Her world careened crazily beneath the savage urgency of his demanding kisses, and she was swept along in the violent storm of his passion.
In a calmer moment John laid on his back unable to move. It felt like his bones had melted into liquid putty. Aeryn wasn't in any better condition. She hadn't moved a muscle lying beside him. "Aeryn?"
"Hmmm?" She breathed.
Smiling John rolled over, letting his finger wander upon her breast teasing it. Aeryn faced him, placing her hand on his chest to stop her world from reeling, as his lips found hers. His tongue lightly caressing her lips, his teeth gently tugging.
"I can't get enough of you," he whispered.
"Good I want this to go on forever." Aeryn answer back before all thought slipped away in the hot passions of the moment.
Upon waking John found that much his senses were intact, but he couldn't help staggering as he went to the water basin. The stuff was tepid and stale, yet its wetness was most welcome. He drank deeply, and then leaned against the wall, rubbing a hand over his brow. The dream had been so real. He was getting so tired of it being just that-a dream.
John had turned away from Aeryn. She felt him move off the bed. Rising onto her elbow she watched him move shakily to the basin. Her eyes roamed over him making sure he was all right.
"John, " she called his name softly.
He turned toward the voice. Amazement was briefly mirrored on his face, and then an in creditable smile took over. He was frozen in place. She had come, and was here with him now. She had lain with him, holding him safe. It hadn't been a dream. The words she had spoken to him came fluttering back. She had risen and moved towards him. Stopping short, she looked into his eyes. Aeryn allowed her own eyes to express her soul- to show that it was full of hope and love for him. By the goddess she did love him.
"Aeryn?"
"Yes."
"Are you ready to quite hiding from me?"
She almost laughed. She was ready to let go and open her heart to him with no secrets between them. She took a step back, and slowly nodded.
John had the most wonderful smile. Aeryn was reminded of the glow of 'their' star as his smile lit his face. John couldn't help but think that she had the most magnificent smile he had ever seen. It lit her face like the corona of 'their' star. Her exquisite form her indomitable spirit, and Lord; if he didn't touch her soon he was going to lose his mind.
John's arms slipped with infinite care about Aeryn, and she forgot all. His face brushed against her hair, he reeled with the heady scent of it. Lifting her heavy black hair aside, he kissed her on the neck as his fingers nimbly worked the fastener on her vest and slid to her feet. Her skin contrasted against the darkness of his shirt like a translucent pearl upon a bed of warm earth. Once more his embrace enfolded her, bringing her against his lean frame. Aeryn felt the hard boldness of him, and she closed her eyes as his searing lips slowly traced along her throat and shoulder. His hands caressed her, leisurely arousing her, stroking her breasts, and moving down ward over her belly. Warm tides of tingling excitement flooded her. She was cold then hot and very shaky. Her mind whirled giddily. The whisper of a sigh escaped her as she leaned her head back upon his shoulder, spilling her hair over his arm. She lifted her face to meet his; her trembling lips slackened and parted, as his mouth possessed hers. He turned her to him, and they came together like a starburst. Their kisses now savage and fierce, devouring as tongues met, hungry and impatience. His hand wandered down her back, pressing her hips tighter against him. His passion raged voraciously within him, and the fire of his desire was out of control.
John bent a knee upon the bed, pulling her with him, and they tumbled onto the covers. His open mouth, hot and wet, seared her breasts, and his white teeth lightly nibbled her curving waist and the smooth silken skin of her belly. Aeryn closed her eyes, panting and breathless, pliable beneath his caresses. His eyes aflame with lust, John lowered his weight upon and in her.
It was magic. A stunning, beautiful ravaging rapture that made her arch against him with a fierce ardor matching his. The wild, soaring ecstasy burst from them, fusing them together in an all-consuming passion. Clasped tightly to him as if he would draw her into himself, Aeryn felt the thunderous beating of his heart against her naked breasts and heard his hoarse, ragged breathing in her ear.
Time seemed to verge on eternity before John raised his head. Aeryn lay back upon the pillow, staring up at him with wide, searching eyes, amazement etched in the beauteous visage. His blue eyes held her softly as he whispered:
"I love you, Aeryn Sun, beyond all hope."
His lips pressed upon hers gently, tenderly, and Aeryn didn't hesitate to give her answer. Returning John's warm, fleeting kisses she breathed, "I love you, John Crichton, beyond all hope."
John smoothed her rumpled hair, and traced along the slim column of her throat with his mouth, tasting the exotic fragrance that seemed so much a part of her- that haunting scent which had plagued his every dream of her.
Gently she rubbed her fingers across the lines of his forehead, smoothing them away. "From this day forward I will never leave you willingly," she pledged. '
Aeryn drew his hand to her lips and slowly kissed the lean, brown knuckles while each gaze warmed and played within the depths of the other's eyes. She sinked her teeth teasingly into the back of hand then kissed it. Marking him as hers.
"I will never leave you willingly.," John whispered in responds. He moved against her, his body rousing, responding to the softness of her. His open mouth sought her lips, parting them, twisting, burning, devouring, and slanting across them as if he could not get enough of the dewy sweetness. Their breaths merge and became one. Aeryn again lost her touch on reality. Her world careened crazily beneath the savage urgency of his demanding kisses, and she was swept along in the violent storm of his passion.
In a calmer moment John laid on his back unable to move. It felt like his bones had melted into liquid putty. Aeryn wasn't in any better condition. She hadn't moved a muscle lying beside him. "Aeryn?"
"Hmmm?" She breathed.
Smiling John rolled over, letting his finger wander upon her breast teasing it. Aeryn faced him, placing her hand on his chest to stop her world from reeling, as his lips found hers. His tongue lightly caressing her lips, his teeth gently tugging.
"I can't get enough of you," he whispered.
"Good I want this to go on forever." Aeryn answer back before all thought slipped away in the hot passions of the moment.