Authors note: ( I never intended to write more to this story than the first chapter, but since people seem to enjoy it, I have continued. I realize that the content is hard to stretch out given my initial intentions, so with that being said, here's a chapter of complete fluff, maybe changed to a completely different storyline later, and I hope I don't mess it up too bad. Not sure I'll write much more on this one after this. Thanks, and for now, enjoy the M rating! )

The rain started with the gentle sound of a drop here and a drop there. As the intensity picked up to a lulling pace that seemed to wash away the innocence in the air, they quickly made their way to a small overhang where water trickled to the ground. The sound now steady and constant. Individual drops became the rush of a gentle breeze that engulfed them as if it could cleanse everything in its path. In the distance, thunder rolled. They would not be making it back home anytime soon.

They were wet from running through the rain and as quickly as they reached the overhang, he checked the area for wildlife and Sully wrapped the blanket behind her and pressed her to the rock wall. It was dark and moonlight illuminated their faces. She shivered with the rain's cool breeze, and her lips trembled. He rubbed her arms to warm her up. Cold droplets of water ran down their faces and water was dripping from their hair. She was cold and his current closeness was not enough to take the chill off of her skin. However, the air between them was becoming heavy and breathing had become laborious.

Society and propriety washed away, they were left with passion that hung in the air between them, their faces washed bare of the proper appearances and the formalities that were included with it. They searched each others eyes and he moved his hand to her cheek, gently stroking. He flinched and Michaela ask "Are you okay?" Sully smiled and laughed, "raindrops hitting my lower back." Michaela looked up at the water dripping from the top of the overhang and then lowered her eyes to him. Seductively she smiled a crooked smile and said, "Well come closer," as she slid her arm around his waist and pulled him in. Sully inhaled sharply and put his forearms up against the rocks so they wouldn't take up space behind her back. His hands formed two fist, fighting for patience. Her breast pressed against his chest, she was quickly warming, and so was he. There was a magnetism about their movements. Her hands glided across his dark blue shirt that clung to every muscle on his torso and around his back, straining to find his patience, he let her continue. Slowly, her mouth moved along his neck as she caressed him with her lips, her tongue gently darting out, daring to taste him in the water on his skin, and her nose breathing him into her. As her lips moved up to his ear, she kissed him and whispered, "love me."

It was all he needed to hear as he reached down and took both of her hands. He gently pinned them with one hand to the rock wall above her head, as his other hand moved to her hip. He kissed her softly. His lips slowly crept down her neck to the top of her breast. Not being able to cling to him was pure torture to her senses as everything was at his discretion and she was fully at his mercy. He moved the hand on her hip up her body to massage her breast and tease her nipples through her wet clothes, and Michaela tried to suppress a soft moan as she longed for further completion. Their clothes clung to them and begged for attention as every curve was visible. She could feel his hardness, she needed to reciprocate. She used her leg to wrap around his and then caress him as she slowly moved her calf over his, her movements caressing other areas of his lower body. The faint hint of lavender filled the air. It was his undoing. In a moment of complete abandonment, he lost himself and quickly unbuttoned his buckskins, gathered her dress up, and reached for her under garments, struggling through passionate frustration at getting them loose. As soon as he could, he grabbed her, and before she knew she had been lifted, he was sliding inside of her. Her mouth formed the shape of an o and she moaned as she exhaled pent up passions. She inhaled sharply through her teeth, and gasp out loudly. He moaned as he settled. He leaned toward her and nipped at her mouth, she nipped back and then locked into an intense, passionate kiss. He was deep inside of her. Her hands trembled as she grasp around him. Her thighs were tight to his body as her toes pointed to the ground. His mouth moved to her neck and he kissed the strained senses of her flushed delicate skin. She called out. Arteries were gorged with blood flowing through them and he found the will to pause long enough to look her in her eyes. Her beautiful eyes. His arms were solid and his hands held her firmly as he started to thrust, calling out her name. Both of them were burning with passion and he knew it would be a quick satisfaction of their needs.

Michaela was surprised by how quickly the feeling of bliss overcame her, and although unprepared, she accepted the quickly building sensations, as she peaked again and again. Sully moaned and the sound only fueled the passion between them. She was alarmed by her need to feel him so fully, but couldn't resist the desire that she refused to dismiss. She simply wanted more. Their calls of passion were a confirmation of being fully committed to their needs. Michaela could feel him so impeccably, and persistently as she called out again and again. The rain had been forgotten and any water that dripped down Sully's back only fueled the agony of desire he felt. He felt her tension build and release and build again, and then, the inevitable, she called out as he tensed himself and burst forth into her. Her hand shot back to the wall grasping for something to hold on to. He was ridgid, his hand and arm shot up her back as he pulled her tightly against him, his warm hand grasping the thin wet cloth that covered the ivory skin between her shoulders. He moved one of his forearms back to the rock behind her as he leaned forward, concentrating on his bliss and maintaining his balance as he stood solid against her, thrusting with exquisite, strong, purposeful, well timed deliberation until his needs and her needs were sated. She gasp desperately and he shuddered. All Michaela could do was cling to his body and support him as she knew they were both struggling for some kind of control.

Afterward, she was absolutely limp with completion as her head lulled about and her lower half was throbbing as spasms continued within her. They were both panting heavily. It was difficult for him to compose himself and he tried to relax as he felt her body contracting for the last time. He gently slipped from her and lowered her to the ground, his body pressing against hers as he needed a moment to recover. Her knees were weak and she trembled, but soon a calmness came over her and she relaxed. She clutched his body as her other hand rubbed the nape of his neck. She wanted to soothe his muscles and ease his emotions. She looked at all the beauty before her as the moonlight illuminated the awareness of surroundings that started to filter back to her. His chin rest against her shoulder, and he licked his dry lips, through labored breathing, and tenderly kissed her neck and shoulder. He inhaled her scent and let out a sigh of relief. The smell of her lavender soap lingered back to him as he recognized it's fragrance from all the many times he had longed to be close to her and from their time together at the cabin.

They couldn't look each other in the eyes, not yet anyway, it would be too much. After a few moments, she whispered, "I love you so much." They were words from her heart, knowing that the honesty they had both just shared could only come from complete trust. She kissed his neck and continued to caress his hair, her delicate fingers caressed his skin so softly. She nuzzled into the crook of his neck. He embraced her with the arm that slid down lingering around her waist and confessed, "I love you too, my love, my heartsong." Michaela caught her breath, her heart pounding, she pulled back from his shoulder as her eyes, softly hooded, slowly shifted to look into his. She searched the azure shades of blue, and a smile crept across her face. She kissed him softly and they embraced each other secure in the warmth that they provided for each other. The sound of gentle raindrops falling from the trees filled their presence, and drops of water fell from the overhang into the puddles that had formed to collect them.