Final Chapter.

Its rated R, so there might be a light/or/heavy lemon in here. Just warning you, it gets graphic...I dont wanna offend anyone, but I dont know how to write an 'appropriate lemon' Its not smut or masochistic stuff! Just a light lemon in comparison to others Ive seen...TRUST ME

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Chapter 9

By LunaSeraph

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I just drove and drove. I drove so fast, I didn't notice the rain had stopped. I made my way through the urban center and onto the blue bridge, that lead to the island. It was such a beautiful and simple bridge. There were no wires or towers; just a rigid strip of blue highlighting the San Diego bay.

Jack gazed out at the city in amazement. There were no other cars on the bridge, so I slowed down to a stop. The view was glorious; the storm had long since dissappated and we just sat watching the sleeping city. Jack suddenly got out of the car, which made me nervous. There wasn't much keeping someone from jumping off of it.

"Why did you take your things with you Jack?" I asked him. He was quiet for a little while. "Jack..."

"I thought you weren't going to come back."

I stood next to Jack as he just looked down at the boats. We were silent for a good while, unflinting to any car that passed behind us. I was feeling very sleepy, just standing there watching the water and the boats sway.

"I feel so stupid." Jack laughed suddenly, looking at me.

"Why?"

"I expected so much, and thought it was unfair, when I didn't get what I wanted..." he closed his eyes, and his jaw tightened.

"No Jack. No more crying." I pulled him against me. I gazed down at him and smiled. "Come on,"

We got back in the car, and continued down the bridge, towards the island. It was a pretty island, consisting mostly of houses and restaurants. I spied the famous Hotel Del Coronado, and a dock full of boats. The streets were empty but it was peaceful. I circled the island, until I came across the far end of it, that faced the Pacific.

I parked the car in the beach parking lot and waited. Jack stared blankly at the midnight sea, utterly silent.

"This is what you wanted to see." I said softly.

He paused.

"It is..." he opened the door and stepped outside. I followed suit, immediately taken aback by the rich, salty air. It was heavenly. There was seemingly nothing but sand for a mile, just ocean in front of us. It was so silent and isolated. "This is it." he said certainly. "This is the one I wanted to see..."

"You want to walk along the shore?" I asked.

"Its so dark..." he whispered nervously.

"We could just walk back to the light from that tower...if we go out too far." I reasoned.

"The sand is wet..."

"If it was dry, we'd still walk along the water and get our feet wet."

"Its windy..."

"Well you can wear my jacket." I smiled.

"Ok."

Why was he being so hesitant? I wanted to reassure him, so he could be at ease. And I hoped that his brighter side would return to me. The side that made me angry and yet pleased. The part of him that first drew me to love him. The bold and fearless Jack who, despite refuting my protection, would have it either way.

We walked down the beach, side by side. There was a comforting silence, and I could spy him smiling contentedly to himself. I began humming a song. I forgot what the song was called, but Jack had been singing it over and over, before. Jack looked at me and grinned.

A breeze lifted, spun around us and left. I felt any misgivings I had previously harbored, leave with it.

"What are you thinking Jack?" I asked him in the gentlest of whispers. His eyes glazed over for a moment.

"...if I had a choice, I'd be by myself," he whispered back, staring at my lips. "...I want to be in love, but with nobody else..."

"Isn't that from the song?" I smiled. He nodded, a sudden brightness in his eyes. I kissed him hard and passionately. So much of my anxiety fell away as his tender lips melded with mine. I enveloped him in my arms, feeling a great longing surging through me. He laced his arms around my neck, leaning in for more.

"Jack," I gasped breathlessly as he pressed up against me. His eyes were filled with so much desire, I didn't want to keep anything from him any longer. The sweet smell of Jack and the sea was driving me crazy, I supressed a moan. He began running his hands underneath my shirt and across my back, and he giggled as I shuddered.

I stepped backwards, gradually distancing us from the tide. I just wanted to kiss him some more. We wound up on our knees, in the damp sand. The ocean breeze accelerated and we shivered.

"Come on Jack, lets, get to the car..." I suggested, gasping for air.

"No," he moaned. "Its too far away, I don't wanna wait any longer..." he begged. That was all I needed. I removed the coat around Jack and spread it out on the sand below him. A rush of desire shot through me as he rubbed his knee against my inner thigh, and smiled invitingly.

I went mad and pinned him down on the coat. He looked up in astonishment and then arched up against me, suggestively. He lifted his hands to unbutton my shirt, but I stopped them and kissed them briefly.

"Just let me take care of everything," I hushed him as he protested. I quickly began to undo his shirt, revealing his creamy chest. Preoccupying him with another kiss, I began attacking his pants; carefully freeing him by lifting his legs to remove the garment, and his boxer-briefs. His slender legs rested on my thighs, and I moved foward to kiss him again.

"God, I love kissing you..." I moaned against him and resumed with my ministrations. I kept kissing him, and slowly moved down his neck. He was so submissive with me; I got so lost in my love for him, that I failed to notice that he was getting impatient.

"Will..." he whined and wrapped a leg around my waist, grinding our bodies together. I became impatient as well, and purged my desire from its constrictions. The breeze picked up and whirled around us. Jack's half lidded eyes were like beacons and he smiled up at me. I lifted his legs slightly above his waist and realized something.

"I dont have anything to prepare you," I stammered, not really wanting to stop. But I didn't want to harm Jack either.

"Will...I need you.."

" but Jack, I might-"

"Just do it Will!" he pleaded, arching upwards again. God, I couldn't wait any longer. I plunged into him full force, and keened aloud as the heat overtook me. Jack cried out sharply, his face contorted in pain. I quickly recovered and moved foward to kiss him. He calmed a bit, and clutched the coat underneath him.

Slowly, I began to move inside him, relishing the all-pervading warmth of his body. I gripped the sides of his waist to hold him in place, and bent down to claim his lips. He turned away a bit, lost in the love- making process and moaned beneath me.

For some reason we were trying to be silent. Jack was covering his mouth with the back of his hand, and I supressed any cry that dared to come about. The ocean roared a few feet away, and we were a mile away from anyone else. Were we afraid of something? I buried my face in the crook of Jack's neck, still pounding into him.

"I love you!" I yelled as loud as I could. He clung to me desperately in that instant, too engulfed in pleasure to respond. A very light rain began to fall on us, but I didn't care. He was the only warmth I needed. All around me, I could feel him, I could see him; he was beautiful.

"I love you too..." he smiled up at me, tears running down his face. I kissed him fiercely and reached my climax, releasing my love inside him. I collapsed on top of him, gasping for air. Just laying on his chest for a couple of seconds, I did not want to separate myself from him. But I moved to lay beside him, and drew him into my arms. He sighed contentedly and buried his face in my chest.

We looked down at our soaked bodies and laughed together. It was so relieving to see that brilliant smile on Jack's face again. He was exhausted, already he began to fall asleep.

"You're gonna get sick Jack..." I murmured into his ear.

"love that makes one ill..." he uttered softly. The love I felt for him in that moment was so great, it would have made me weep. But I didn't want to cry anymore. I didn't want Jack to cry anymore.

Eventually, we got up and walked back to the car. We sat relaxed in the back seat, and watched the sunrise. I cradled Jack as he began to drift off. I just had to ask him something though.

"So, how was it..."

"...everything I expected..." he murmured.

"how is that?"

"...it was the finest... Ive...ever..." he trailed off.

I laughed aloud. I kept wondering if he would always use quotes from songs to tell me what he was feeling. But suddenly, he began to sing the song, ever so softly. And I began to understand...

"~after all that we've been through time wont change the way I feel about you...~" he stopped and looked up at me.

"Will, are we going to tell the others?"

"Not yet. I want to keep you to myself for now..." I whispered. "They dont have to know, just yet."

We left San Diego that day; America's 'Finest' City. I left pondering how unbelievably clear my mind was, how much I realized and how in love I was. I couldn't wait to return to New York, with Jack.

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OWARI!

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