Leo didn't know what it was about her. He had been here just a few days and she just kept drawing him in. Her pain, her loneliness had felt so much like his own just a few short days before. Something had been missing, and he thought he may have found it in her. But even calm, rational Leonardo was astounded by how quickly this had happened as he held her against him, both of them naked and him inside of her. Both of them lost in the throws of passion.
He had been mildly surprised to find her outside earlier, looking thoughtfully up at the moon. He had also been drawn outside on this calm night, enjoying himself as he wandered the property. It was something he usually didn't get to do very often, wander around out in the open like this. But her home was secluded enough to where he could, even in the daylight. Even as he walked closer to her, he could still feel the sadness that always seemed to lay just under the happy exterior. A sadness she had lived with so long she didn't even pay it any attention anymore. It had become a part of her. He just didn't really know what caused that sadness in her.
That came soon to the surface as she told her story to him. And sadly, he somehow wasn't surprised by what he heard. Everything she described happened far too often in these times, in both worlds. But this was the first time he was actually confronted with it. He gave her that listening ear she so dearly needed, and the understanding. When she had finally told him that she wished so much to find someone like him...for the first time his feelings reacted before his mind could. He had leaned in and kissed her, and she kissed him back. Even as he took in the taste of her, her own doubt ripped her right away from him again. He wasn't upset when she pulled away and turned her head, he fully understood what she was struggling with. He was glad however that his own feelings that were growing inside of him was now out in the open and fully in front of her. She may doubt herself, but she had no reason to doubt him.
After leading her back to the house, he again found himself lying awake in her living room. His mind lost in thought. There was no denying it now, he was losing to that pull to her. He finally admitted to himself that he wanted this woman, he wanted Vicky. Everything inside of him screamed that fact. He wanted to be by her side, he wanted to hold her, protect her from her fears, he wanted her to fill the hole in his heart. Even now the feeling of her lips against his burned as he struggled to find sleep. Leo knew he would never be the same.
He was just starting to fall asleep when he heard her squeaky door open, and she came to get a glass of water. Even in the darkness he could see the tumbling emotions on her face as he quietly watched her. It wasn't what he really expected to see though. She seemed happy, confused, but happy as she moved quietly back to her room with her drink. A few moments later the door closed behind her again.
He had gotten up on an impulse, knowing she couldn't sleep because of what had happened outside earlier. The same reason why he couldn't. The squeaky door didn't give him away as he entered, so nothing disturbed the picture he had of her as she sipped her water while she looked out the window. Her attention once again on the full moon outside. Her long brown hair flowed unbound down her back and her pale skin seemed to glow in the soft light. Suddenly he felt the need to hold her, to feel her and he walked over.
"Didn't I tell you to get some rest?" He asked her as he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close. She didn't fight him, but instead leaned into him more. He closed his eyes as she did, just content to hold her.
"I couldn't sleep."
"And why not?" He breathed in the scent of her hair, lavender...she smelt of lavender.
"Leo, what are we getting into? I mean, what will happen between us when you go back?" He knew she had tried to hide it, but he knew she was trying not to cry.
"Honestly, I don't know. But that doesn't change the fact that I care for you." And he did. From tonight on, she would always have a place in his heart. He wasn't sure where this would lead, but he so much wanted to explore it.
They were both quiet as they looked out, neither of them really wanting to talk. Her body felt so soft against him, softer than anything he had felt before and he stood there in quiet awe that he was even holding her. He didn't know what the future held for them, neither did she. But he did feel her struggling with it. He wished he could find the words to tell her it was going to be alright, everything was going to work out. He couldn't though, because he didn't even know if it would be.
Suddenly she turned in his arms and he looked down into those eyes. There was something in them he couldn't quite make out. An intensity, a need came to the surface as she reached up her hand and stroked his cheek. "Leo...I want to let you in, but I can't. I need help, please..."
Leo held her gaze as his breathing quickened slightly. He wasn't so sure going even further was what she needed right now. Thought it might still be too soon. But then again...how much time did they have? Again his feelings took control and he lowered his head to her lips.
One kiss had turned into many, and they didn't stop with just those. He now sat on the edge of her bed with her straddling him, her mouth open in pleasure as he thrust into her and she forced herself down onto him. Their heads were close together, almost cheek on cheek. His arms around her waist held her close to him and her arms around his neck held him close to her. She was completely open to him, she let him see what she truly felt for him. Her defenses were down. For the first time he saw her as she truly was, a broken woman who wanted desperately something to believe in, wanted someone to love. He gave her that. He gave her everything he could even as he accepted what she offered. And it felt so right doing it. He hadn't felt so sure of something in a long time. No matter what happened later, this moment will never be regretted.
Vicky's lips pressed against his as her whimpers grew more needy and with a few gentle rubs against her clit he responded to that need. Her arms tightened around him, her muscles clamped down and the moan that was forced out of her throat did nothing to help release her pleasure. She shook against him as her body was ravaged by her ecstasy and he soon joined her in that feeling, returning her kiss hard as he filled her.
Once she calmed, the internal storm now passed, she fell limply against him. Her head resting on her shoulder struggled to look up at him, her eyes barely able to stay open. He shifted her around from her straddling position to a sitting one, her legs slung across his and she settled down against him. "Leo..." She breathed even as her eyes slid closed, her voice content, happy...
The now sleeping woman didn't notice the look he gave her as he still held her against him. Didn't see the quiet wonder in his eyes as he brushed her hair behind her ear. Many would think that getting this closely involved with someone who you would have to leave might not be the best thing to do. Leo didn't believe that, not anymore. She was now so firmly entrenched in him that she would always be with him. He would always have these moments to look back on. Take comfort in the fact that he had been able to show her she could feel like this again and would always be touched that she trusted him enough to open up the way she did. He would always remember that he had fallen for her, fallen for her hard.
Still he sat there, for a long time, watching as she slept against him. Her face peaceful, serene. His arms a gentle cradle around her. Her breathing had slowed to a gentle rhythm and her body felt so warm against him, soothing. Leo's thumb gently moved across the soft skin as he looked down at her. There had been a hole in his heart, there had been something missing. Not anymore. It was when the sky began to lighten with the first hints of dawn he finally realized...he loved her. And as soon as that thought became clear he knew that he always will.