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Crash Into Me
By Twinb80
Chapter One
The cool night air greeted them as Justin opened the door from the inside of First Methodist. The half hour before had found Justin on the radio giving his first sermon to the masses. Iris had been prouder than anyone in the Church as Justin spoke over KZAK's airwaves. There had only been that one moment when Justin seemed to have lost his breath for a moment. Startled, Iris had rushed to his side to make sure he was okay. The incident passed and Justin had recovered. Now they were leaving the Church after talking with Tommy Dolan for a good half hour. Iris had wanted to go directly home after Justin's sermon but Tommy had needed to talk with Justin about scheduling the next broadcast. It wasn't that Iris didnt want there to be another broadcast. She did. She was just tired from the night's events and knew that Justin was also tired from the entire day.
He had been moody when he returned from his talk with Norman, and Iris hadn't known what to say to him. He wouldn't speak with her and instead had gone to his room to rest. She made sure that he had a good dinner later that night. He had then retreated back to his room. She found him there later staring into his suitcase that contain his whip for self-flageration. She sat down on his bed and waited for him to speak. He had then reminded her what the Bible had taught them. "The Bible tells us we are all born in sin. Each of us damned since birth." She began to lovingly stroke his hair as he waited for her response. She told him the only truth she knew in her heart. "It also says in the Bible that redemption is possble. We can all be reborn again. With God's love." He seemed to accept her answer as authority. But then he had closed the suitcase and spoke again. "Perhaps God has other plans for some of us." She watched as he stood up and left the room. She sat there more concerned for him then before. She took a moment to collect herself and joined him downstairs. They had then made their way over to First Methodist for the broadcast.
Iris felt the cool night breeze on her face as Justin turned around and locked the door to the Church. The streets were quiet and Iris could only hear the wind blow as they made their way back to their house. Justin said nothing to her but continued looking straight ahead. Iris glanced out of the corner of her eye at her brother to make sure he was alright. He appeared in good health but she could tell that there was something on his mind that troubled him. She sighed and wondered why he wouldn't talk to her. They had always talk to each other about everything in the past. But now he seem to be lost in his own world and his own thoughts. Her mind wandered back to the not so distant past and the fire at the Ministry. The fire had hurt her brother and sent him on his journey to their past. When he had returned he was a different man. A changed man. But still her brother who she adored.
They reached their front porch and she waited as Justin unlocked the front door. He let the door swing open and stepped aside for her to enter first. She smiled at him and walked into their house. She heard as he shut the door behind him and locked it. Iris turned around and took off her coat to add to his on the coat rack in the entry way. He gave her a small smile and she asked him if he wanted any tea before heading to bed. He shook his head no and they made their way into the living room. As they pass through the room her eyes landed on the couch. The image of that night after he kissed her and threw her to the couch raced across her mind. She didn't want to think of that night so she shook her head slightly and made her way towards the staircase. So lost in her own thoughts she didn't hear as Justin followed her up the stairs.
She was almost to her door when his hands found her waist. Startled by his touch she stood there and listen to him breathe behind her. He stepped closer to her and his arms wrapped around her waist completely. They stood in the darkened hallway holding on to each other saying nothing. He bent his head and his mouth found her neck. He began to kiss and bite at her flesh and Iris closed her eyes, lost in the sensations of his mouth against her skin. She brought one of her arms up and laced her fingers through his hair. The other hand continued to hold onto his hands, which were still wrapped around her waist. Soft moans escaped from her mouth as he began to suck at her flesh and she feared that he would leave a noticable bruise there for others to see. Her thought was quickly washed away by the touch of his hands as they left her waist and pulled her dress up. She open her eyes and brought her hand away from his hair. She tried to turn around, but he wouldn't let her. He whispered "No" in her ear and she nodded her head in acknowlegement.
She stood there trembling as she sensed him move behind her. Iris gasped as his hands found her underwear and he peeled them off her. Her skirt fell back down, giving her back her modesty. His hands brought her underwear down her legs and she quietly stepped out of them. She saw as he tossed her underwear down the hallway. He turned her around and she finally got a good look at him. He was pleased with how he had suprised her in the hallway and now was looking at her with lust in his eyes. He brought his hands to rest against her face and she closed her eyes as he brought his mouth to hers. His kiss was gentle at first and she wrap her arms around his waist. His hands left her face and one hand laced through her hair bringing her closer to him. The other hand encircled her waist once more. Their kisses intensified and his tongue found its way into her mouth. She let out a cry as his hands found her bottom and he lifted her off the ground. Her legs wrapped around his waist as he walked the few steps to the hallway wall. She brought her mouth away from his as he leaned her against the wall.
Their breathing was the only sound as it echoed down the hallway. They stared into each other's eyes as he slid into her body. He brought his mouth back down onto hers as he began to move inside her. His right hand held her underneath her thigh as his other hand braced against the wall. Their movements became one as he repeatedly thrust into her. His kisses moved from her mouth to her neck. She threw her head back as his movements became faster. Her arms clung to him and her legs tightened around him. Their moans and groans echoed loudly across the hallway and down the stairs. His name was a constant prayer on her lips and he continue to kiss and bite at her flesh. His movements intensified to the point that she thought he was trying to break her body in two. When she could barely take no more her body tighten one last time and she came crying out his name. His name echoed down the hallway as he poured himself into her, adding her name to his in the darkened hallway.
