Title - Don't You Go
Chapter title - Future Hearts
Author - OblivionsGarden
Genre - Romance/Drama
Disclaimer - I do not own the Uncharted Series in anyway shape or form. I only own the plot points surrounding this series.
Chapter Word Count - 2290 words.
A/n - Please leave a review, I'd greatly appreciate it. Hope you enjoy, xx (:
WARNING - NSFW!
Treasure hunting with Rafe showed you a whole different side to him. You had never seen the man so happy and so at ease before. You found pleasure in just watching him each day. Seeing the giddy smile he got when he realised he was closer to finding the location of the scrolls, seeing him in his element as the two of you traveled from location to location.
It lasted for two months before something happened to shatter the blissful adventure bubble you'd put the two of you in. You were spending the day walking through the market of a local town you'd landed in, set to meet with a contact the following day. Rafe was smiling, top few shirt buttons undone to reveal his chest hair to you, watching you look at some handmade jewellery when out of the corner of your eye you saw his face change.
His bright eyes and wide smile locked on something across the market, lips falling into a frown as his eyes looked full of panic. The expression wasn't one you'd seen before and it would've been comical had you not worried about what he had seen. You followed his gaze as he remained unmoving, finding two men staring right back at him. One was older, white haired and with a mustache. He was saying something to the other, taller man who's face was unreadable.
"Rafe?" You asked. "Do you know them?"
"I did."
"From your past?" You asked and he nodded, his eyes still unable to move from the men. "Do you... Do you want to talk to them?"
"No." He snapped his eyes back to you. "I can't, they'd- They'd kill me."
"I don't think so." You frowned, watching them men as they watched Rafe. "I'll be right back."
"No, please don't." He tried to hold onto your hands and from the brief contact you had, you felt him shaking.
"I'll be fine, I promise. Just wait here."
You couldn't begin to explain the feeling you had but you knew, deep down, that these men were not about to open fire in the middle of a market. They hadn't noticed you at first, too fixated on Rafe, but then the tall ones dark eyes flicked to you and he frowned as he realised you were heading straight for them.
"Hi." You gave them your warmest smile and gave them your name. "You know Rafe?"
"Something like that." The tall one muttered. "Thought he was dead."
"Coma." You explained. "For a few months, before I started working for him... Can we talk in private? Not Rafe, just me."
The men exchanged a look before the older gentleman gestured to a tiny cafe on the corner of the road, each giving you their names as you walked. You gestured to Rafe that you were fine although you could see the stress written all over his face.
"I don't know what happened between you and Rafe but I know that whatever his last job was, you were there." You began. "He doesn't talk about it much but I do know that he regrets his past."
"It's a little late for that, kid."
"I know and I'm not here to ask you to forgive him cause his past makes him sad. He told me himself that he's done horrible things but he is trying to be a better person. He didn't get back into treasure hunting until I set this up for him." You noticed the frown on Sam's face. "He didn't say it but I think he was afraid he'd be the same as he was when he got into trouble."
You spoke to the two men for just short of an hour, explaining how Rafe was now in return for them telling you how he had been. They could tell just from your reaction that your stories of the new Rafe were not lies. Rafe would still get angry and have outbursts but he tried his damnedest to never let them hurt anyone.
"Like I said, I'm not asking you to just forgive him but maybe... I don't know just maybe talk to him. Try and talk through everything." You sighed as you checked the time knowing that Rafe would be tearing his hair out right now. "He said that you and I assume your brother were once the closest thing he had to friends. That has to mean something to you."
Sam's eyes flickered behind you and you turned, spotting Rafe standing not so subtly in the doorway. You beckoned him over and he almost tip toed towards the table, eyes full of apprehension. You stood and took his hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze as Sam stood from his chair.
"You've actually done something good, Adler." Sam glanced at you with a nod. "She's too good for you, at least."
"I know." Rafe nodded and you rolled your eyes in disagreement. "I don't deserve her. I don't deserve anything I have anymore."
"Spare me the pity party, alright?"
"I'm not trying to get your sympathy, I just... I'm sorry. For everything."
"Good." Sam nodded. "Look... I'm a long shot off being your friend yet and as for Nate and Sully, they're even further. But, your lady says you're working right now so when you're done, give me a call and we'll meet up. We'll talk. Nathan too."
"Really?" Rafe's expression was that of a hopeful child. "You think Nathan would?"
"No, but I'm his big brother so I won't give him the choice." Sam sighed, fingers twitching towards the cigarette packet in his pocket. "Look, if anyone knows about second chances it's me. And third and fourth chances too." He smirked. "We'll talk, alright?"
"Yeah." Rafe's head was swimming. "We'll talk... Thank you, Sam."
Sam and Sully left, the older man giving Rafe a good hard glare as he passed but Rafe was too dizzy to notice. You managed to guide him into a seat before he hit the deck, holding onto his hands as you watched him cautiously.
"Thank you." His eyes were glassy as he looked up at you. "You don't even understand what that means to me but... Thank you."
"Come on, let's get back to the hotel."
"Oh, I got you the necklace you were looking at with the jade stones." He held up a small bag with a soft smile.
"Rafe Adler, business man and treasure hunter extraordinaire actually just a giant teddy bear." You teased, poking his side, earning a breathy laugh.
"Stop it."
You walked slowly back to your hotel, hands linked together as you watched the sun begin to dip in the sky. Rafe had been in a calm and happy mood since his brief chat with Sam and he had become extremely more touchy.
His hands hadn't left you all afternoon, gripping your hand or your waist, arm draping over your shoulder, finger and thumb playing with your ear or his fingers tangling in your hair. When you sat on an old looking bench and his hand immediatly found your thigh you knew exactly what was wrong with him and pressed a quick kiss to his cheek, suggesting you speed up your return to the hotel.
When you're finally alone in your room, his kisses are hot and full of passion. Of course, Rafe told you he loved you but since the first time he'd only said it once. You didn't mind of course, you knew it was hard for him to be so open in that respect. But when he kissed you like this you knew that was his easiest way of telling you, his easiest way of showing you his emotions.
His hands roamed your body, gripping your thighs tightly as he lifted you and pressed your back against the wall. Your legs pulled him in closer, crossing your ankles together so he couldn't move away even if he wanted to. You were thankful that you decided to wear a dress that day since once he'd slipped it over your head that left only your underwear to deal with.
He ground his hips into yours as his lips attatched to your neck, hand moving to pull at your bra. You arched your back so he could slip his hand behind and pull off the garment, tossing it behind him haphazardly. His large hands pawed at your breasts until his head dipped to catch one of your nipples between his lips, lightly grazing his teeth over it. You moaned, fingers gripping the hair at the nape of his neck.
He pulled back all of a sudden, his eyes burning with lust and passion as he stared at you. His breath was heavy, chest heaving as he moved you over to the bed, laying you gently on your back as he crawled over you. He took a moment to push your hair back from your face, fingers caressing the skin on your cheek.
"You're the best thing that's ever happened to me."
Nothing but a murmur against your neck, just south of your ear but you heard it loud and clear. The words echoed around your head, making your chest feel tight in the most pleasurable way. You couldn't form the words to reply as his lips trailed down your stomach, tearing off your underwear in a swift motion.
His mouth is against your heat only briefly, no where near as long as he usually takes on you but it seems he is impatient to feel you around him. He nearly trips when he pushes off his shorts, climbing back onto the bed and resting on his knees.
Taking your hand he pulled you to him, straddling his legs until you sunk down on his length. He groaned and you stilled, his arms slipping around your waist and holding you flush against his chest. Once you'd adjusted to his size, you began to rock your hips back and forth against him, the closeness making your clit brush against his pubic bone.
Rafe's face was pressed against your breasts and you reveled in the sounds he was making. You'd come to know Rafe as a passionate lover but this was something new. This was full of his raw emotion, laid bare for you to see. Rafe didn't need words, not when you understood him like you did.
You guided him to lay on his back, letting you ride him, something that had become a rarity in your sex life. Rafe loved to be in control but every now and then, he let you have a taste of his side of things. Honestly, you preferred having Rafe take control of the situation but you'd be lying if you said you didn't love seeing the faces and noises that only you could elicit from him.
Your hands were on his chest, fingers spread through the hair there as you bounced on his cock. Your own moans were now joining his as his eyes struggled to focus on you. You lifted your hips and stilled them, leaning down to press kisses to Rafe's chest. He began to thrust up into you, hitting your spot at the perfect angle and earning a long moan from you.
"Rafe, you're so good... Fuck, I'm gonna cum."
"Look at me." He gently pulled your head to face him, eyes never leaving yours as he brought you to your high. "I wanna watch you."
You shuddered above him, convulsing through your orgasm as he ground his teeth together, holding your waist in a vice like grip as he came soon after you.
Rafe pushed himself up the bed, propping his head up on the pillows as you joined him, using his chest to rest your head instead. He wasn't always up for cuddling but he never pushed you away when you settled on his chest. He was still gazing at you in that sickeningly sweet way as his arm secured itself around your waist.
"What are you thinking?"
You knew that question could be a dangerous one when directed at Rafe Adler, but this time he smiled at you moving his head to stare up at the ceiling.
"The future." He confessed. "I used to hate thinking about the future."
"And you don't anymore?"
"No."
"And what do you see?" You moved to prop your head on your hand, the other tracing circles in his chest hair. "In your future I mean..."
"I'll take more jobs like this, not too many, I don't want to go under with it again... Continue with the company, it's stable after all." He pouted in thought, his eyes flicking to you. "I'd like for you to be there... I need you, you're the best assistant I've ever had."
"Is that because I suck your dick?" You snorted and he smiled a little.
"It's because you are everything I need without me even knowing it." You loved moments like this, when Rafe was completely open and honest with you. Usually he'd feel vulnerable and shut himself off, so you always made the most of it when he was open. "I'll always need you... What do you see?"
"I never really think about it." You sighed in honesty. "But, I do like to travel. I'd love to go to Europe one day. We could go to Venice, you'd look good in a gondola."
"You see me?"
"Of course I see you." You laughed, kissing the tip of his nose. "You are my future."
And as much as your cheesy words made you cringe, you were telling the truth. You never gave your future much thought before but since being with Rafe, the only thing you were certain of was that you wanted him to be in it.
