Author's note: Well, this was a one-shot that just kept getting longer and longer… so I decided to turn it into a short story. I hope y'all like it!
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, only the plot and storyline.
Chapter 1: That Moment
You took my hand
You showed me how
You promised me you'd be around
ah huh that's right
I took your words
And I believed
In everything you said to me
yeah huh that's right
Never in my life will I forget that moment.
There I was, lying sprawled across his magnificent bed, completely naked and breathing hard. I had no idea in hell how I got there, but somehow I managed the feat. He was kneeling over me, one knee and arm on either side of me. His forehead was against mine, and for the millionth time that day, he looked deep into my eyes.
"Are you sure about this?" he whispered, breath ragged as well. His long hair hung down like a small curtain, tickling my collarbone. He leaned a little further to give me a soft kiss.
Part of me was ready. But another part of me screamed something else. I decided to tell him the truth.
"I'm scared," I told him in a quiet voice. My lip quivered slightly. "I don't know what I'm supposed to do." My eyes widened and tears were welling up, but I pushed them back. He noticed.
Brushing his lips over my closed eyelids, he shifted positions and sat down beside me, legs dangling over the side of the bed. He motioned for me to sit up too.
"Don't be scared," he comforted, hand on my thigh. He rubbed my leg slowly, trying to think. "How about… " he trailed off.
I shuddered as his cool fingertips squeezed my knee gently. He looked over at me. "Let's not do this." He made to stand up.
I pulled him back down. "No, I want to do this." Taking his hand, I smiled. "Just… just show me how." I moved back to my earlier position, pulling him over with me.
He gave me just one more calculating look, and gave in. He kissed me again, running his hand through my hair. "I'll be gentle." He cupped a breast in his mouth.
"Wait." I took a deep breath. "Promise me you won't leave once we're done."
Giving me a nod and smile, he began kissing a trail down my stomach.
"No." I sat up. "Promise me first." He looked up, startled, and saw the fear in my eyes.
"I promise," he declared sincerely. He cupped my face in his hands, and pressed his nose against mine. "I guess I got a little too worked up to answer verbally the first time." He gave me the sheepish smile I loved. "You do that to me, you know."
I sighed contentedly. "So you'll be here when I wake up?"
"I promise." He looked into my eyes, full of lust and love. It was a powerful gaze, and I shivered under its weight.
Wrapping my arms around his neck, I kissed him deeply. "I'm ready now." I grinned. "Now show me how."
