Note: I don't own the song "Night and Day". That right belongs to Cole Porter. Thanks go out to Drea for helping me find a song that would fit in with the year "Los Moscos" takes place in. More chapters coming. Feedback welcomed.
Crash Into Me
By Twinb80
Chapter Two
They were both standing now but continued to hold onto one another. Iris had her head resting against his chest with her eyes closed. His mouth was against the top of her hair leaving light kisses as his hands caressed her back. Neither spoke to the other as they waited for their breathing to return to normal. The hallway was once again quiet as each moment passed between them. Finally, Iris could speak and she looked up at him. He smiled down at her and she smiled in return. Before she could speak, he brought his mouth to her ear and whispered his request - that he expected to see her downstairs after her nightly shower. She nodded her head and he kissed her again. This time, it was more gentle, and then he was gone. Iris stood in the darkened hallway. A blush rose to her face as she realized what had just happened between them. She closed her eyes and counted to ten in her head.
When she was done she opened her eyes and walked down the hallway into her room. There she found clean underwear and pulled out her new pink satin nightgown. She set them out on her bed and left her room. On her way back towards the bathroom, she grabbed her discarded underwear. She shut the bathroom door behind her and opened the window a little. She turned the shower on at full blast and began to undress. Her soiled dress found its place with her discarded underwear in the bathroom hamper and she step into the shower. She let the hot water wash over her, as if the water was his hands moving over her body. She smiled to herself as his request echoed in her head. Her hand found the soap and she began to wash her body and then her hair. Finally she was clean again and she turned the shower off. The bathroom echoed with her voice as she began to sing Cole Porter's "Night and Day".
"Like the beat
beat beat of the tom-tom
When the jungle shadows fall
Like the
tick tick tock of the stately clock
As it stands against the
wall
Like the drip drip drip of the raindrops
When the
summer shower is through
So a voice within me keeps repeating
You,
you, you"
She wrapped a towel around herself and found another one for her hair.
"Night and day,
you are the one
Only you beneath the moon or under the sun
Whether
near to me, or far
It's no matter darling where you are
I think
of you
Day and night, night and day, why is it so
That this longing for
you follows wherever I go
In the roaring traffic's boom
In the
silence of my lonely room
I think of you
Day and night, night
and day"
Satisfied with her hair she left the towel in the hamper. She opened the door and made her way back to her room. There she closed the door and walk over to the bed. She smiled again as her eyes landed on the pink satin gown. The gown had been her own little indulgence and she was pleased that Justin would see her in it. She continued singing to herself as she slipped her underwear on and she found a clean chemise in her drawer. She stop singing as she reached for the nightgown and brought it down over her head. Iris had never worn such a decadent gown before. And Justin had never seen her in anything like this gown.
She turned around and looked at herself in the full length mirror. Her eyes widened at the sight that greeted her. Her red hair was still a little wet and the color blazed against her skin. Her hands traced where his mouth had been, and her eyes took in the bruises he had left on her body. She pulled the gown up and saw that his fingers had left their mark on her right thigh. She let the gown fall back down and she tilted her head to get a better view of her neck. She whispered her thanks that he had not left a bruise on her neck like she had feared. She walked closer to the mirror and saw that he had in fact left a mark on her neck. It was a purplish bruise, but hidden. If a person wasn't looking for it they would never have seen it. But Iris had looked, and it was there. His claim of her body was left etched across her skin. Iris didn't know if she should be upset or pleased. She closed her eyes and counted to ten again. When she opened them again, she decided to throw her robe over her new gown. Downstairs was always just a little colder at night than upstairs.
She grabbed her robe out of the closet and put her arms through the sleeves. She automatically began to tie the belt around her waist but then stopped. She blinked at the realization, for such modesty was gone now. He had told her to be downstairs in that bedroom voice of his and she had nodded her head yes. The time for past downstairs modesty between them was gone now. She didn't have to tie the belt around her for modesty's sake. Why should she when they had just been together in the hallway? Their bodies had become one once again, but this time it was different. This time they didn't have to act like it hadn't happened. He had never whispered before that he wanted to see her later like he had tonight. He had openly acknowledged what had happened between them. And now neither of them could turn around the next day and act like they hadn't made love to one another. Not like before.
The thoughts turned in her head as she reached for the doorknob and left her room. How would they act now towards one another? She loved him with an obsessive passion and she knew it. She had always been able to hide that side to herself. What if she couldn't show that face to others now? What if one quick glance at her and Justin told others the truth? The truth that they loved one another with a forbidden passion - a passion that should have never existed between them. She shook her head as her feet reached the bottom stair and stopped in her tracks.
No ,she thought to herself, I wont let others see the truth. I'll not allow myself this indulgence. It is greedy and would surely see my ruin not only my life. But that of Justin's life and his destiny as well.
This she vowed to heself. She took a deep breath and glanced toward the living room. Her eyes landed on Justin and she was suprised to find him asleep in his chair. She quietly walked over to him. He had put the radio on waiting for her return and she listened as a piano piece filled the room. She caressed his forehead hoping it would wake him up. It didn't, so she bent down and kissed his forehead. He was lost in a dream and she found that she didn't want to wake him. He would surely wake up soon. He always did when he fell asleep in his chair. Iris knew this from living with him her whole life. She made her way over to the couch and lay down. Her eyes continued to watch him until sleep finally found her and she closed her eyes, her robe open and forgotten.
