Chapter 17
Author's Note: This is a tribute to love... Hope you like it. Am I greedy for wishing for more reviews? A thank you to all you loyals who keep reviewing. Remember, constructive critism, reporting of any errors I may have made; anything is welcome.
Disclaimer: The song featured in this chapter is Lamb- Gorecki. Great song.
Trinity looked at herself in the mirror.
She ran a hand through her hair, and shook the ends, careful at the same time not to ruin the locks she had managed to create earlier. She observed her top, a top she had never wore before in Neo's presence, something she had wanted to surprise him with as they changed clothes together, and perhaps earn a kiss or two.
But seeing that was not going to happen now, she would have to save those sensations for the dance…
She had agreed to meet Ghost and the others outside the elevator on the level which the club they would attend to was, and she smiled as she walked out of the door. She looked down the railing on her way to the elevator, and it was obvious many others would be out this night. Looking around herself, feeling the atmosphere, she knew it would be a good night, a night where people would just enjoy themselves without a care for tomorrow, and such nights were a true relief in the world they lived in…
… anything that made you feel good and forget about tomorrow was always welcome.
She missed walking with Neo, but trusted him in that it would not take too long at the Counsellors. They had both looked forward to this evening together, and even though it would be nothing more special than dancing together, it meant the world to her.
And heck, it was never 'just dancing' to her… Neither to anyone who had ever seen them dance together.
It was a fusion, two souls melting together, serenading as one. It never mattered if they were in the centre of the dance floor or hunched up against a wall in the back, because the world around them usually disappeared after a few moments, leaving them to see nothing but each other. They saw each other, but everyone could see them.
" Why do you do it, man? Why torture yourself like this?"
Sparks nudged his friend in the side as he gulped down the last of his drink, wiping his mouth with the end of his shirt. Sparks knew that Ghost had been standing here ever since she had entered the dance floor, and he watched her every move like a love-sick puppy, and it made Sparks sick just to watch his lovelorn friend.
" Don't comment something you cannot understand, " was Ghost short answer, but Sparks wouldn't take it. He placed an arm roughly around his friend's shoulders, pointing out to the floor as he spoke.
" That woman that you're ogling at… she's taken, my friend. And not just by your average John Doe, either, she's taken by the fucking One. Don't mess with that, man. " Ghost turned to look at Sparks's appearance, and as he had suspected for the last hour, Spark was drunk as a donkey. He saw the glaze in his eyes, but also knew that even though his friend meant no harm, his words did in fact sting.
" But if you do decide to mess with it, then just ask her to dance, man… Neo can't do more than… make chicken suave chops of your ass and send them straight packeted to the Agents front door, can he? " Sparks patted his friend's head, not noticing the irritated glare he got from him. " But hey, if you wanna be a chicken and torture yourself like this, then go ahead! Pain for the people, man!"
Ghost, having had enough, grabbed Sparks by the shirt and levelled his eyes against his own. No anger was hinted in his voice, and even if it had, Sparks was still too drunk to notice.
" Know that when bravery is often lack of knowledge, being a chicken is often based on good information… Remember that, Sparks." Sparks was hardly listening to Ghost, looking around himself to know where his drink had run away to. Ghost let him go, and Sparks ran a hand through his hair as Ghost finished the conversation.
" I know perfectly well that Trinity and Neo are together… And that's how it's going to remain."
He could barely make it through the crowd of people on his way there. He bumped in to people however he decided to rush through the crowd, but he didn't care, didn't mind. Nothing was going to stop him on his way to meet her, to see her.
The very thought of her made him smile, and people around him gazed at the man who hurried passed them, with a smile on his lips, looking like a determined child. It made them smile, too.
When he made it into the large entrance into the crowded club, he stopped. All the people were blocking his sight, but his tallness helped him some in the matter.
His eyes wandered through all the booths in the corner far away, but she wasn't there. He caught the backside of what he thought was Captain Ballard's head, but did not think about it as he let his eyes wander to the bar, where she would perhaps be standing.
A frustrated sigh later he could determine that she wasn't, but Ghost was. And just as he was about to avert his eyes from him, he noticed that Ghost had his eyes fixed on something… on someone.
He followed his gaze towards the dance floor, through the great crowd, through all of the moving people. And for the first time, he let himself get in sync with the music that was filling up the room, and he soon found his body swaying slowly to the tunes, even though he couldn't control it. He had never been a dancer, he'd always been a wallflower, but Trinity had taught him to think otherwise in the subject…
And suddenly, his gaze stopped.
There, in the middle of the dance floor, Trinity was… dancing with some friends.
…I've found the one I'm waiting for…
He let his eyes devour her as she moved to the mellow tunes, and he found himself unable to move, his eyes fixated on the dance floor, and they fell to her body.
She wore pants, as always, but these pants were a bit shorter than usual. They stopped just below her knees, and he could remember seeing them on her once before, here in Zion, but after getting through the shock of seeing her in something else than long sleeved pants, he had never more thought about it.
But now, it got him thinking.
As a top she wore something he was sure he had never seen on her before, but it was all to his liking… It seemed like a long piece of light cloth, which she had wrapped around her chest, around the top of her one arm, leaving the other shoulder bare. It stopped just over her belly button, showing off some of her well atoned muscles on her stomach, and when Neo remembered to breathe again, he found his mouth dry…
… and with knees, and other parts, weak with desire.
… all this time I've loved you and never known your face…
Trinity felt a hand on her shoulder, nudging her gently. She turned to where her friend pointed, but remained moving in tune with the music all along. She lifted her gaze, brushed a lock from her moist face, and then caught a pair of intense, devouring, brown eyes.
She stopped dead track for a moment.
Even though he stood far from her, in the very opening of the large room, she could see all the things his eyes reflected, all the things they spoke that he could not say to her, due to their distance… but never distant in heart.
… all this time I've missed you and searched this human race…
She continued to look into his eyes as he started moving towards her, almost shoving the people around him out of his way. She felt the side of her lips twitch in anticipation of what was to come, and the butterflies in her stomach came a knocking again, and when he was just a few feet away she could swear that she could hear a growl coming from him, just before he reached her.
And she would purr for him.
" Hey." She greeted him, remaining in her still position from before, and he did not touch her. Not yet. Soon enough…
" Hey yourself, " he answered, his voice low, and trembling dark with all the want he possessed for her. For her alone.
… here is true peace, here my heart knows calm…
Just when she was about to start a conversation with him, he made his move, leaving her unable to do anything but comply. He forcefully- a taste of all the pent up emotions that coursed through him- bent down, and covered her lips with his own, snaking an arm around her waist, pulling her close.
At first, she was a bit taken aback but soon felt her desire kicking in, and found herself responding in a way she usually saved for their more private, passionate moments. But he was not to let anything, not all the people dancing wildly around them, stop them now, and she was all too happy to oblige.
… saved in your soul, bathed in your sighs…
They kissed passionately like that for further more moments, until both had to break apart due to their oxygen deprivation, leaving them gasping for air.
As they took intakes, they looked at each other and smiled, almost laughing at the absurdity of the situation. But as they slowly remembered where they were, and the music began to fill the air around them, and be audible in their minds again, they both began moving rhythmically to it, observing to be in sync more with each other than the music.
They didn't need music, truth was… but it added to the affect in a sure-fire way.
… wanna stay right here, 'til the end of time, 'til the earth stops turning…
Both locked gazes simultaneously, lost in the moment, and began moving to the rhythm, their gaze not faltering for a second. They felt the music in their bodies, and their hips, shoulders, arms and legs responded to it in a natural way and swayed, bent and contorted to please them, and soon all space was gone.
They knew it had been a while now, their desire evaporated in the moment, and both could feel their pulses getting hotter and hotter, faster and faster. It could not be satiated… at least not here, not now… all they could do was enjoy it.
… wanna love you til the seas run dry…
Moving here in the middle of it all, with a night still young for them, promises awaiting, how could they keep a smile from their lips? The world was promised to them in the moment, and they had each other's complete devotion, without other worries… and that was all they ever wanted.
… I've found the one I'm waiting for, the one…
His hand found her waist, her arms his neck, and hips melted together as they continued to move, melting into the crowd. If possible, people filled the floor even more now, hiding them perfectly into the mixture, keeping unwanted eyes away… everyone here were here for their own matter, and only them and their partner mattered.
She couldn't help herself and ran a hand down his chest, starting at the base of his throat, continuing down onto his broad chest, tanned with droplets of sweat. She let her fingers wander down further, feeling his muscular stomach twitch and stretch under her fingers, and she let them rest there for some moments.
He smiled at her and traced her waist around to the base of her back, letting his hands rest there, his thumbs tracing circular patterns, creating shivering magic on her nervous system, and the flitter of her eye lids proved the effect…
… all I've known, all I've done, all I've felt was leading to this…
As the songs rhythm changed into a more earthy tone he swayed closer, space going all the way away. She kept a sly grin on her features, and as he looked at her face the tiny, tiny droplets of sweat bedding her face glittered in the warm light, making it look like glitter on her forehead. When he lowered his gaze into her eyes, he saw the same glitter there, and he wondered if she knew what she was doing to him in the moment.
She used the tempo in the song to turn around in his grip, all the time while moving to the music, and he was in sync with her and stepped forward, causing her to land into his front with her back, and she rested against it as she continued to move.
His hands enclosed her waist now, pulling her even more close, not being able to resist the lack of contact, he wanted all of her against him… now…
… wanna stay right here, til the end of time, til the earth stops turning…
Their hips moved together as her arms traced his strong arms upwards and placed themselves around his neck, causing him to hunch into her neckline, meeting the tender skin with his hungry lips. He kept his hands around her waist, pulling her closer and closer, kissing her neckline, as she massaged his neck, occasionally running a hand through his hair, and she could not help but let her mouth open some from all the intoxication around them, in the moment, in the desire they could never satiate.
… wanna love you til the seas run dry…
This was it, and both knew it.
This was what they had been waiting for all their life, the reason for why they had both cut themselves of emotionally from the rest of the world, why they both had become loners, depriving themselves of emotions, of a real life…
They were each other's reason now, and no war, no sentinels, ships or Captain could make them change their mind. They could recite their oath to protect the city as many times as they wished, saying that they lived to protect it, but they also knew that they would be lying all the while doing so.
They lived for each other, nothing more, and certainly nothing less.
Her arms around his neck, their bodies being tight pressed against each other, moving together, moving to the rhythm which could be heard somewhere in the back of their minds, made everything so complete, so clear for them… they knew why they were here, why they had made all the choices up until this moment.
They wouldn't have it any other way… they knew the truth.
The one constant, which made it all worth fighting for…
… I've found the one I've waited for, the one…