Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow
Light from the early morning sun creeped into my bedroom as the birds began to chirp pleasantly outside my window. I made an attempt to roll over but the arm wrapped around my waist perverted me from going far. In an instant the memory of last night flooded back into my mind. Memories from the night Twister and I made love for the first time.
It had been such a new experience. Every bit as wonderful as it was frightening. He had been gentle, of course. We took things slow and easy. He kissed me often and asked if what he was doing was okay. He whispered in my ear 'I'm the only one to make you feel this way' which made me shudder. He held me close afterwards and I never felt so protected and dainty.
But that was last night. It was the morning after and things tended to be different in the light of day. What if he didn't feel for me what I felt for him. What if last night had just been sex for him. I know he likes me but what I was feeling now was more than simple infatuation. It was love. A pure, deep, devoted, love for him. One that started during childhood and grew into something so beautiful that made me ache whenever I thought about it.
I felt his arms tighten around me as he yawned, slowly waking up. "Good morning beautiful." He leaned over and kissed my forehead, nose and both cheeks before kissing me tenderly on the lips. My heart fluttered.
"Good morning handsome." And I did mean handsome. Between his gorgeous smile and perfect jawline, staggering height and cute freckles Twister was just plain ole' hot these days. I couldn't help staring into his soulful eyes.
"Last night was…" he paused briefly to brush hair away from my face. The expression he made seemed to take all the stress and fear out of my body. "...incredible."
"Yeah" I agreed. Grinning like a loon.
He mirrored my smile. "Reg can I tell you something?"
Uh oh. "What's wrong?" I asked sitting up to look down at him.
He rolled over onto his back and pulled me down to rest on his chest. His fingers found my hair and began raking through it. "Nothing's wrong...it's just. I don't know any other way to say this other than to say it so I'll just say it: I love you Regina Rocket."
My heart skipped a beat. Did I just hear what I thought I heard? He loves me! "I love you too!" I said a little too loud and a little too quickly but I didn't care. I was just so glad to be in love and have the one I love love me back.
We spent the rest of the morning in bed, kissing and whispering sweet nothings to each other. I've never felt so happy.
Another one down! I love love love morning after scenes. I'm so happy to have finally wrote one. Just an fyi they're 18 and 19 in this ficlet. And Otto and Raymundo aren't home because they took a father son camping trip. Don't forget to review. The song used was Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow by The Shirelles