Return to Camelot

Part 12

J.R. grinned at Sue Ellen, and said, "Stay right where you are, Honey. I'll be right back."

Sue Ellen asked, "Where are you goin', J.R.?"

J.R. walked across the bedroom to one of several floral arrangements they had brought home with them from the hospital. J.R. removed a small, yellow rose from the bouquet he had given to Sue Ellen while she was at the hospital. J.R. walked back toward the bed. Sue Ellen flashed him a puzzled look. J.R. simply smiled at her.

J.R. knelt on the bed, and urged Sue Ellen to lean back and get comfortable.

Sue Ellen asked, "What's with the rose, Darlin'?"

J.R. didn't respond. He leaned over Sue Ellen, and started to unbutton her pajama top. Sue Ellen lifted her hands to stop J.R. from removing her pajama top, but J.R. pushed her hands away.

Sue Ellen hoarsely whispered, "J.R., please?"

J.R. unbuttoned the last button on Sue Ellen's pajama top, and delicately touched the rose to Sue Ellen's chin. Sue Ellen inhaled the lusciously scented flower. She closed her eyes, as J.R. languorously traced a path from her chin down to her neck with the rose. Sue Ellen tilted her head back against the pillow, as J.R. moved the rose in between her collarbones.

Sue Ellen huskily said, "Ah, J.R…."

J.R. said, "Shh, don't talk."

Sue Ellen closed her eyes, as J.R. lowered the rose to the valley in between Sue Ellen's breasts. J.R. gently kissed Sue Ellen's skin, as his lips followed the path led by the rose. Sue Ellen vainly attempted to fight against J.R.'s seduction. Sue Ellen inadvertently arched her back, as J.R. lowered the rose to her ribcage.

J.R. lazily moved the rose over Sue Ellen's stomach. Her stomach muscles contracted as the rose traveled along its journey. J.R. leered at Sue Ellen, as he continued his exquisite torment. Sue Ellen started to tremble, as J.R. gracefully moved the rose over her bare skin, followed by feather light kisses from his lips.

Sue Ellen's fingers grabbed at the bedspread, as J.R. moved the rose to the waistband of Sue Ellen's pajama bottoms. J.R. continued to kiss Sue Ellen's skin, causing minute tremors to course through her. J.R. opened his mouth, and pulled one of the ties of the waistband on her pajama bottoms with his teeth. He pulled his head away from her waist, as he quickly untied the bow.

Sue Ellen opened her eyes, silently pleading with J.R. to stop, her body torn by her aching desire for him to continue. Sue Ellen breathing was ragged, as J.R. continued his pursuit. J.R. lowered her pajama bottoms over the swell of her hips; Sue Ellen inhaled sharply, as his fingers grazed her skin.

J.R. lifted his head, and gazed at Sue Ellen. Her pajama top was completely unbuttoned, but managed to leave a great deal to his imagination, as it covered her breasts, but hung open at her waist.

J.R. said, "God, you are so beautiful, Sue Ellen."

Sue Ellen could barely speak, she felt as if she were at the edge of a vast precipice, teetering somewhere between agony and ecstasy.

J.R.'s tongue flickered over Sue Ellen's abdomen, as he moved the rose over her skin.

Sue Ellen arched her back against J.R, as she breathlessly moaned, "Oh, God!"

J.R. reached his arms around Sue Ellen's waist, as he gently pulled her into his embrace. Sue Ellen was completely out of breath, dizzy from J.R.'s torturous, yet skilled seduction.

J.R. whispered, "You were right, Sugar. There are other ways of makin' love."

Sue Ellen's heart was pounding in her chest. She lowered her head to J.R.'s shoulders, as he smoothly pulled her onto his lap. J.R. hungrily kissed her mouth, parting her satin lips with his tongue. Sue Ellen rallied his kiss with her own ardent reaction. Once again, she could feel J.R.'s heated response.

Sue Ellen opened her eyes, whispering, "J.R., what about you?"

J.R. tugged at Sue Ellen's lower lip with his teeth, saying, "Nothin' gives me more pleasure than seein' you satisfied, Sugar. I'll wait for as long as it takes until you're fully recovered."

Sue Ellen leaned her head against J.R.'s shoulder. She lifted her hand to the back of his neck, and snuggled her head against him, softly kissing his neck.

J.R. sighed, as he felt Sue Ellen's lips on his skin. He ran his fingers through her hair, whispering her name into her hair, until her heart rate returned to normal.

J.R. could tell from Sue Ellen's even breathing that she had fallen asleep in his arms. He carefully lowered her to the bed, and covered her with a sheet. J.R. lovingly watched as Sue Ellen slept by his side. J.R brushed Sue Ellen's hair away from her eyes, and tenderly kissed her forehead.

J.R. waited until he was confident that Sue Ellen was in the throws of a deep sleep, before he slowly slid off of the bed, and walked out of the room to let Sue Ellen sleep, undisturbed.

J.R. opened their bedroom door just as John Ross was about to knock on the door to see Sue Ellen.

J.R. lifted his finger to his mouth, motioning for John Ross to keep his voice low, as he quietly closed the bedroom door.

John Ross whispered, "Hi, Daddy. Is Mamma asleep?"

J.R. replied, "Yes, I'll let you know as soon as she wakes up, so you can go in and see her, all right?"

John Ross asked, "How is Mamma handling everything that happened?"

J.R. pondered his son's question. How was Sue Ellen handling the loss of their baby? How would any Mother handle losing her unborn child? J.R. was struggling with his own feelings of guilt and anger, and an overwhelming feeling of inadequacy. How could he possibly explain to John Ross how Sue Ellen felt?

J.R. put his arm around John Ross' shoulder, and pulled him to his side, as they walked down the hallway, on their way downstairs.

John Ross said, "I'm serious, Dad. How is Mamma feeling'?"

J.R. could tell from John Ross' tone that he wouldn't be able to disregard his son's question.

J.R. said, "Under the circumstances, I think your Mamma is doing better than I would be doin', if the roles were reversed."

John Ross gave J.R. an irritated glare, asking, "What kind of an answer is that?"

J.R. said, "The only answer you're gonna get, until I get me somethin' to eat. Come and sit with me, and we can talk about this some more."

John Ross unenthusiastically agreed to J.R.'s suggestion.

Sue Ellen awoke an hour after J.R. went downstairs with John Ross. Sue Ellen threw the bed sheet off of her, and glanced down at her pajama top. A wicked smile curled about her mouth, as she recalled how expertly J.R. had seduced her, driving her wild with desire, sending her spiraling into a vortex she had never experienced before.

Sue Ellen buttoned the buttons on her pajama top, and tied the drawstring waistband. She slowly climbed out of bed, and walked into the bathroom. She could feel the twinge of a headache, attributing it to withdrawals she was probably encountering from the morphine pump she used for pain while she was hospitalized.

Sue Ellen opened the lid on a bottle of aspirin, and dropped two of the little white tablets into the palm of her hand. She reached for a glass, and turned on the faucet to fill the glass with water. She popped the aspirin tablets into her mouth, and took a swallow of water.

Sue Ellen cringed from the bitter taste left in her mouth by the dissolving aspirin tablets. She took another sip of water, then she poured the remaining contents of the glass into the basin. She pulled the pins out of her hair, and ran her fingers through her hair, before walking back into the bedroom.

Sue Ellen lay back down on top of the mattress, when she heard a knock on the bedroom door.

Sue Ellen asked, "Who is it?"

Christopher said, "Aunt, Sue Ellen? It's me, Christopher. Can I come in?"

Sue Ellen said, "Of course, Sweetheart."

Christopher grinned at Sue Ellen as he peered around the door.

Sue Ellen patted the mattress next to her, inviting Christopher to come and sit on the bed with her. Christopher flashed Sue Ellen a broad smile at the invitation for him to join her on top of the bed.

Christopher eagerly asked, "How are you feeling, Aunt Sue Ellen?"

Sue Ellen said, "It's good to be back home. How are you doing?"

Christopher said, "Much better, now that you're living back here at Southfork. Grandma Farlow is nice and all, but she's not as much fun as you are."

Sue Ellen asked, "Oh, how's that?"

Christopher said, "Grandma Farlow never wants to go horseback riding with me, or to the water park, or even swimming in the pool."

Sue Ellen laughed at Christopher's response.

Christopher carefully studied Sue Ellen's face then spoke, "You're very pretty, Aunt Sue Ellen."

Sue Ellen smiled, and hugged Christopher to her side, saying, "Thank you, Sweetheart. You're becoming quite the handsome young man yourself."

Christopher turned away from Sue Ellen. He didn't want her to see how much her comment had embarrassed him, and delighted him at the same time.

Sue Ellen saw the flush of red color his cheeks. She silently chuckled, and hugged Christopher tightly to her side.

Sue Ellen asked, "Christopher, would you mind if I laid down for a while?"

Christopher asked, "Do you want me to leave?"

Sue Ellen said, "No, you don't have to leave, Sweetheart. I'd love to have you keep me company, unless you have other plans?"

Christopher looked pensive for a moment, as he put his hand on his chin, then said, "Nope, I don't have any other plans."

Christopher lay down on top of the bed, next to Sue Ellen. Sue Ellen put her arm over the top of Christopher's head, and leaned her head against his. Christopher stared up at the ceiling for a few minutes, then covered his mouth to stifle a yawn. Sue Ellen gently kissed the top of Christopher's head, as she watched him drift off to sleep. Sue Ellen closed her eyes, and rubbed at her temple, in an effort to get rid of her headache.

J.R. slowly opened the door to his and Sue Ellen's bedroom. He smiled when he saw Christopher sleeping next to Sue Ellen. His smile was momentarily replaced with a frown, as he wondered if Christopher had awoken Sue Ellen? J.R. decided that it didn't matter whether Sue Ellen had been awakened or not, she was sound asleep for the time being, he mused.

J.R. seated himself in a chair across form the bed, patiently watching Sue Ellen sleep. He marveled at how bad things always seemed to happen to good people. Sue Ellen was truly a good person, in his mind.

J.R. was secretly impressed by the fact that Sue Ellen had assumed a maternal influence over Christopher when Pamela left Dallas. Pamela left both Bobby and Christopher, after she was disfigured in a fiery automobile accident. Sue Ellen would never do that to J.R., or their son.

Bobby tapped on the door to J.R. and Sue Ellen's room, asking if J.R. had seen Christopher. J.R. nodded his head, 'yes', and motioned for Bobby to come into the bedroom. Bobby was moved at seeing Christopher sleeping next to Sue Ellen. Bobby walked over to Christopher, and carefully lifted him off of the bed.

Sue Ellen's eyes fluttered open, as Bobby lifted Christopher into his arms.

Bobby glanced at Sue Ellen, and whispered, "I hope he wasn't bothering you, Sue Ellen?"

Sue Ellen smiled, and softly said, "No, he's fine, Bobby. I think he just wanted to make sure that I was back here to stay."

Bobby thanked Sue Ellen for being so gracious to Christopher, and said, "I think I'll go put this big guy in his own bed. I'll see you two in the morning."

J.R. closed the door behind Bobby, and turned his head to look at Sue Ellen.

Sue Ellen stretched her arms over her head, and smiled at J.R.

J.R. said, "John Ross is home, he wants to see how you're feelin'."

Sue Ellen propped her head against the back of the bed, and said, "I'd love to see him, will you bring him in here?"

J.R. left the bedroom, only to return a minute later with John Ross.

John Ross walked over to the bed, as Sue Ellen held out her arms to her son.

Sue Ellen smiled, and asked, "Mmm, I missed you. How are you, Sweetheart?"

John Ross hugged Sue Ellen, then said, "I missed you too, Mamma. I'm doing good, How are you feeling?"

Sue Ellen said, "I'm very glad to be back home."

John Ross asked, "Are you gonna stay with us at Southfork for good, Mamma?"

Sue Ellen turned her head to look at J.R., and said, "Yes, John Ross. I'm here to stay."