"Is that everything?" Soren asked him.
"As much as I can remember." He answered. He told her everything about him. Not just because he felt he owed her. He wanted her to know. For reasons he wasn't ready to acknowledge, he wanted her to know every horrible little detail about him. More, he wanted her to accept him because of it. Of course he'd waited until after they'd made love to tell her.
Her head was pillowed on his shoulder. It was late and he still had yet to hear from the others on earth to tell them Soren was in. He felt the two different sides of him at odds with the situation. Trowa was almost delirious that he was going to spend the next few months with Soren. Nanashi was still grumbling about being so expertly maneuvered into this position by his friends. It went against his grain to allow himself to be so manipulated. Then there was this new side of him that kept popping up recently. This primal side of him. It was the side of him that had tried to have Soren naked and on the floor before she'd even gotten four steps in from work. It was like the counterpart to Nanashi. This new aspect was all feeling and impulse and most of them were basic. He felt his lips twitch at the thought. Three personalities to pilot zero three. There was a personality for his mind, his heart, and his body. Sorry Nanashi, two against one. Soren stays regardless of how she came.
You know I've never believed talking to yourself was a bad sign. Quatre interrupted. Thankfully he was going to great lengths to control his mental voice. Avoiding the blunder that Duo made.
"There you are. What took you so long?" He asked out loud to let the woman next to him know they weren't alone in the room anymore.
We…uh… thought you might need some privacy which is why I was drafted to talk to you first. Everyone else figured you'd be less inclined to kill me than them if I interrupted. The tone had some amusement in it as well as a definite apology for barging in on what was a private moment.
"I was right! I knew it! You set me up!" he tried to make himself sound more upset than he actually was.
Actually you set yourself up. Was Anna's comment. He was finding her cryptic comments were getting a little old. Pushing the thought temporarily aside he said what needed to be said.
"Soren has agreed to help."
"I can speak for myself you know." She chided. Then to the others "My family has agreed to help me out on the condition that they get a full report when I get back. Just tell me where and when and I'll be there."
Thank you. We'll tell Trowa where- Anna said but was cut off
"Actually Trowa won't be coming. He has other commitments else where."
Emotions stampeded through him. They moved through him so quickly he could barely identify them. Surprise, puzzlement, hurt, confusion they left the quiet man sputtering. "I-I I do? What?"
"If you think for one minute I'm going to let you blow off your certification after working so hard for it you're in for a rude awakening mister. I know how important it is to you and I'm not going to let you miss it. You can join us when you are done." She had the note of finality that didn't allow room for discussion. He stared at her in shock for several seconds. He could practically hear his friends straining not to laugh on the other end of the mental connection. He was certain he heard the sound of a whip lash from Duo.
Alright then we'll send someone to come get you in a week. Is there anything you want us to have ready for you? Asked Quatre.
Soren listed off a few items while Trowa became caught up in his own musings. If Soren was going to go without him then tonight would probably be the last time he would see her for a month. He felt his face pull into a sour expression. The idea didn't appeal at all. Not one bit.
How strange that earlier he was upset that he was set up and now he wanted to rebel against being free. Well if this was the last time he was going to see her, he intended to make it a memorable as possible. He turned back to the conversation.
That shouldn't be a problem to arrange. He heard Quatre say. Most of those things were already on Sally Po's list.
"Perhaps you could finish this discussion a little later on in the week? Like when I'm not here?" Trowa didn't even bother trying to hide his desire to get rid of the others. What would be the point? They would already know he wanted to and why. Of course Duo couldn't leave without a parting shot.
Aw Tro, trying to get rid of us so soon? The tone was amused and teasing. Trowa wasn't in the mood to be humored.
"Yes." He answered bluntly. On impulse he flipped Soren over and pinned her to the mattress with his body. He let his intentions be clear to everyone present. "Goodbye." And he felt them leave.
"Well that was rude." Soren chastised him.
"They get to have you for the next several weeks. I only get the next several hours. If anything they were being inconsiderate for taking up so much of our time together." He locked his eyes with hers while he said it. Then he slowly lowered his head and kissed her.
He tried to pour every ounce of emotion he could into his kiss. He could feel that primal part of him that 'lion' as he chose to recognize it gnashing and fighting to capture all the heat and flash of their earlier couplings but he held tight on his control. He also held Nanashi at bay. As much as his intellectual side knew what moves would know how to guarantee her pleasure he wanted more from her this time.
The kiss was slow and drugging. Tongues caressed each other trying to memorize every nuance of the other's mouth. He let his kisses move from her mouth along her jaw to her ear. He gently nipped at the earlobe and kissed the sensitive spot just under it eliciting a whimper from his lover. From there he moved down to her breasts. During their previous times together, he'd been too consumed by lust to pay them the proper attention he should have. Grazing his lips across first one nipple then the other which caused them both stand at attention. They were practically begging for his mouth. A service he was more than willing to provide.
By the time he moved to her navel she was thrashing on the bed as much as she could while still pinned by his weight. "Trowa! What are you doing? Quit torturing me and take me for god's sake!"
Sliding his tongue across the soft skin below her navel but just above the dark curls he started to chuckle. He lifted his head "Yes? Was there something you wanted?" putting on his best I-have-no-idea-what-your-talking-about face.
"You in me now!" her eyes were glassy but her expression was determined.
"Awfully bossy and impatient aren't we?" He was poised above her teasingly close but nowhere near as close as either of them wanted to be. He'd never engaged in love play like this before, but he found it added a delicious dimension to sex. Watching the woman who he was quickly falling for go crazy for him was a very potent aphrodisiac.
"Don't make me hurt you." She growled menacingly.
"Alright how's this?" and he thrust in half way and stopped. She let out a small sigh of relief that was quickly followed by another growl of frustration. With his weight on her she was unable to push herself up to him and complete their union. Even then, her wriggling almost sent him over the thin edge of sanity he'd been keeping.
"Please. Move." She begged.
Trowa pulled almost all the way out and pushed all the way back in. He kept a very slow sinuous pace trying desperately to keep both of them from shooting off like a pair of fireworks. He wanted this to be a slow climb to the peak before they fell of the other side.
Already Soren's body was responding to the new form of lovemaking. Her arms had slipped off his shoulders as if they were too heavy to lift. Her responding movements became more languid and sensual. Only her cries were picking up and they were driving him crazy. He tried to think of something else to distract him so he could make this last as long a possible. The classic symptoms of canine heartworm are…ohh shit that feels good… ahem. The classic symptoms…oh god babe don't dooo thaaat…groan. The class…Soren arched her back off the bed and cried out in ecstasy. The look on her face as she came undid him. He yelled through his own climax a few strokes later.
He was probably flattening her but he couldn't summon up the energy to move. He could feel the sole of her foot caressing his calf and her fingers stroking along his ribs and across his back.
"Mmmm" she purred "that was wonderful." He couldn't restrain the smug smile that found its way to his lips. As much as he'd heard women say that very thing to him before, this time the sentiment mattered to him. Tonight would have to last him for the next month and he needed to be special.
Remembering that he would be leaving in the morning brought an abrupt end to his post coital bliss. He'd been dumped because he didn't call a woman for a full day. Now he was going to be gone for weeks. How was he going to keep her from loosing her interest in him? "I'm going to miss you." He said quietly. Okay it wasn't a profession of undying love which in his mind would have sounded foolish, but it was a claim of some sort.
"I'm going to miss you too. But you'll join us as soon as you're done right?" there was the unmistakable tone of insecurity in her question.
Giving her a shy smile "Yes I'll be there as soon as I can." No definitely not a romantic declaration, but he felt they shared some understanding now.
**** TBC Yes that's right, to be continued. Those of you who have read my fics know I prefer to post the whole story in one big clump, but that's just not possible this time. This way at least you know I have been trying to write something
