CLUBLIGHTS
BY: Sage360
Disclaimer: M-X, Don't Own Them. Enjoy!
Hello! I know its been awhile, but...lets just say life has been interesting. Anyway, I'm here to finally end this particular trip of a fan fiction. Thank you to everyone who's been emailing to keep up with me. Once CLUBLIGHTS and SHOTS are finished, I'll be starting a new piece called NOT FADE AWAY. So look out!
By the time, he and Brennan got home, Sanctuary was quiet. The girls were asleep in their respective room, leaving the cavernous place in a strange peace. The elemental had walked a head of Jesse, intent on sleeping - in Jordan's room. But the molecular stood for a moment. Somehow, his home no longer felt shaky. He walked absently through the corridors, realizing that life- or something like it- had returned into the rock. His team no longer mourned, and the women were emerging from the shadows of their actions. The men were as well.
The blonde had knew that under those lights, in Club Amnesia or anywhere else, life was just an illusion. Well fabricated, and painful, but an illusion non the less. People, including himself and Brennan had escaped there to just be. There were no identities, no issues, just indulgences in human like forms. But it was the loss of their humanity that had the men cat-calling at the women, paying money for desire and damn near attacking the female members of his team. In all regards, he understood if the situation presented again, much wouldn't change. That aspect also scarred him.
Pushing the door open to her room he watched the brunette, as she scattered beautifully across her bed. Dark hair and the blue satin nightgown curled into her sheets, creating the most tempting storm. Absently, the molecular pulled at his clothes.
Of course, he knew all too well that Lexa slept lightly. Before he even hit the sheets, she was turning to curl into his naked chest. And as skin kissed skin, he felt the heat simmering at the unity of their bodies. Ice blue eye smiled sleepily at him. "Leave it to a man to hog the covers."
"You cold?"
"Nope." She whispered. "Not any more. Where were you tonight?"
Jesse kissed her forehead lightly, watching as strands of his long blonde mane intermingled with her brunette hair. "Out thinking."
"About the club?"
"About every thing." He replied.
Lexa curled against him, slipping a long leg between his. "And what did you come to?"
Azure eyes dove into her lighter orbs, causing the most igniting sensation. Her mind told her to talk while they still could. "My team," He started. "My family, has been through a lot these past few months. Losing people, Eckhart, long-legged brunettes showing up out of now where.."
"The later doesn't sound so bad." She grinned.
"It isn't. It just hit me tonight, that...we're gonna be okay. I mean we'll really pull through this."
The woman leaned into him. Even with all her secrets churning deep inside, Jesse gave her peace. "I knew you would."
"I don't know what's down the road, but whatever it is...we'll get through it."
"Ah, so the guy gets a lap dance from his teammate and suddenly everything is...possible."
He smiled, while inhaling the scent of her hair. "After a lap dance from you, ANYTHING is possible." Before he could continue, they were rolling around, play wrestling, till the right moment -and the right position- caught them. The moleculars gave into each other, leaving the past behind. Compared to the saturated nightlife's survival, reality was far more appealing.
BY: Sage360
Disclaimer: M-X, Don't Own Them. Enjoy!
Hello! I know its been awhile, but...lets just say life has been interesting. Anyway, I'm here to finally end this particular trip of a fan fiction. Thank you to everyone who's been emailing to keep up with me. Once CLUBLIGHTS and SHOTS are finished, I'll be starting a new piece called NOT FADE AWAY. So look out!
By the time, he and Brennan got home, Sanctuary was quiet. The girls were asleep in their respective room, leaving the cavernous place in a strange peace. The elemental had walked a head of Jesse, intent on sleeping - in Jordan's room. But the molecular stood for a moment. Somehow, his home no longer felt shaky. He walked absently through the corridors, realizing that life- or something like it- had returned into the rock. His team no longer mourned, and the women were emerging from the shadows of their actions. The men were as well.
The blonde had knew that under those lights, in Club Amnesia or anywhere else, life was just an illusion. Well fabricated, and painful, but an illusion non the less. People, including himself and Brennan had escaped there to just be. There were no identities, no issues, just indulgences in human like forms. But it was the loss of their humanity that had the men cat-calling at the women, paying money for desire and damn near attacking the female members of his team. In all regards, he understood if the situation presented again, much wouldn't change. That aspect also scarred him.
Pushing the door open to her room he watched the brunette, as she scattered beautifully across her bed. Dark hair and the blue satin nightgown curled into her sheets, creating the most tempting storm. Absently, the molecular pulled at his clothes.
Of course, he knew all too well that Lexa slept lightly. Before he even hit the sheets, she was turning to curl into his naked chest. And as skin kissed skin, he felt the heat simmering at the unity of their bodies. Ice blue eye smiled sleepily at him. "Leave it to a man to hog the covers."
"You cold?"
"Nope." She whispered. "Not any more. Where were you tonight?"
Jesse kissed her forehead lightly, watching as strands of his long blonde mane intermingled with her brunette hair. "Out thinking."
"About the club?"
"About every thing." He replied.
Lexa curled against him, slipping a long leg between his. "And what did you come to?"
Azure eyes dove into her lighter orbs, causing the most igniting sensation. Her mind told her to talk while they still could. "My team," He started. "My family, has been through a lot these past few months. Losing people, Eckhart, long-legged brunettes showing up out of now where.."
"The later doesn't sound so bad." She grinned.
"It isn't. It just hit me tonight, that...we're gonna be okay. I mean we'll really pull through this."
The woman leaned into him. Even with all her secrets churning deep inside, Jesse gave her peace. "I knew you would."
"I don't know what's down the road, but whatever it is...we'll get through it."
"Ah, so the guy gets a lap dance from his teammate and suddenly everything is...possible."
He smiled, while inhaling the scent of her hair. "After a lap dance from you, ANYTHING is possible." Before he could continue, they were rolling around, play wrestling, till the right moment -and the right position- caught them. The moleculars gave into each other, leaving the past behind. Compared to the saturated nightlife's survival, reality was far more appealing.