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Chapter 15 – Here?

"Where are we going?" Jessie asked, as Buzz tugged her across the room and away from the other toys. They had all gone back to their various activities, having witnessed the tearful, emotional reunion between the two newcomers to the room.

They stopped just short of the bookcase, and Buzz pushed Jessie gently down onto the floor. "Don't worry about that. Just let me do this one thing," he whispered, bracing his hands against her shoulders as he knelt down behind her.

It felt like the beginning of a massage, and Jessie sat there a little nervous, closing her eyes and expecting to feel his firm fingers working down over her back and pull string. But instead, she felt Buzz tug on the ribbon at the top of her ponytail. Her hands shot up just in time to feel her hair tumble loose.

"Stay still," Buzz breathed into her ear, and Jessie complied, wondering what he was going to do next. She didn't have to wonder long; she felt him separate her hair into three sections gently, and he began to wind her hair around and around into an all too frequented style from not so long ago. She patiently waited for him to finish, enjoying feeling him stroking his long fingers through her hair. The attachment of the ribbon around the very end of her braid was a familiar sensation also.

When Buzz was done, Jessie twisted her head around to look at him, the braid swinging over her shoulder. She laughed delightedly and reached up to tug on the end of it like she'd used to do all those times before.

His hands stretched out, pulling her back into his lap, pulling the braid from her grasp and kissing her collarbone. She melted immediately, relaxing into his arms as he traced her neck with his lips, just like he'd used to do when they were first together back at Bonnie's.

"Lizzie?!" Lawrence called from the family room, and the young woman looked up from the sink where she was washing the plates from their 'picnic'.

"What is it?"

"I'm bored."

"Didn't you bring any toys with you?"

"Um…..yeah, I brought my colouring books. And my new superhero."

"Your…superhero?" Lizzie questioned, a small smile gracing her features.

"Yep!" Lawrence came to the kitchen door, and nodded at her. "He can fly."

"Oh really? And what else?"

"He can talk."

"Oh? What does he say?"

"He says…er…." Lawrence thought for a moment, and then struck a pose with one arm straight up in the air, "…he says - "Buzz Lightyear to the rescue!'"

Lizzie almost dropped the plate she was holding. She clutched at the edge of the sink a little and Lawrence noticed.

"Lizzie? Are you okay?"

Lizzie blinked, and straightened up. "I'm fine. I just came over a bit dizzy, that's all." She put the plate in the draining rack and grabbed the towel to wipe her hands with. "How about I go upstairs and get your colouring books?"

"Buzz!" Jessie giggled, squirming in her boyfriend's grasp. "Someone's going to see!"

"What have I told you before, Jessie?" Buzz murmured. "Let them look."

"But Buzz….." Jessie let out another little noise of contentment as his lips continued to kiss and nip at her neck.

"No buts.." he whispered back, holding her in place. "I missed you so much.."

"I missed you too…" she breathed, giving in at his soft words. "But….here?"

"I sincerely hope not."

The strange voice made the two toys jump apart guiltily. Lizzie was standing in the doorway, an amused look on her face. The toys playing on the floor skittered out of her way as their owner crossed the bed and picked up the backpack lying on the bed.

She zipped it shut – from where Buzz had left it open when he'd climbed out – and settled down on the floor near the cowgirl and space ranger. "So…I heard you made it back here. Minus a cowboy doll and a horse…but at least you're in one piece," she commented kindly.

Jessie gasped a little and turned to Buzz. "Woody! You went back for him…where did he go?"

Buzz shook his head sadly. "Honestly? I have no idea, Jess. I'm sorry."

Jessie's face fell. "But…you went back for him…where were you all that time?"

"In storage..." Buzz said, cupping her face with one hand. "Shortly after I arrived back at Amanda's, she came in and picked me up. She took me to the bathroom and washed all the dirt and soil off me from the garden." He chuckled at the memory. "Then she took me, wrapped me up in a big gift box, and then I was taken somewhere….and put into storage for a long time. I guess she saved me back for Lawrence's birthday."

"November 20th." Lizzie interjected, and Buzz nodded, turning back to Jessie.

"That's where I was, Jessie. I was in storage, waiting to get out to come back to you." He rubbed a thumb over one of the cowgirl's reddening cheeks and Lizzie sighed wistfully.

"You two are just so darn cute together. It makes me melt."

She sat there for a moment, glancing at the two lovestruck toys, and then smiled, dragging the backpack around in front of her and unzipping it again.

"Hop in. I have an idea."

"Lawrence wont be going to bed for a few hours. It's nearly Christmas, so I'll let him stay up a little later tonight as a treat." Lizzie explained, setting the backpack down on the bed in the next room. "You guys can have some alone time, catch up and talk without the other toys bothering you." She unzipped the backpack, allowing room for Buzz to crawl from the enclosed space before helping Jessie through the zipper opening too.

Both toys turned to survey their surroundings. They were in a small sparsely furnished room that was, however, homely enough to include the essentials. The paint on the walls was a mottled dark green, and the wardrobe and nightstand were white. There was a dresser opposite the end of the bed too, which held a small flat-screen television. The mattress under the two toys' feet was also white, but tinged with a light blue crisscross pattern. Buzz turned back to look at Jessie, who was clutching his one hand with both of her smaller ones.

"This is the spare room where Lawrence sleeps when he visits. Sorry there isn't more in here to give you guys entertainment, but the television has plenty of channels. There's some books and games in the bottom of the closet," Lizzie said, opening the door of said closet and leaving it ajar. She walked back over to the bed, digging through the opened backpack, removing the colouring books and crayons from it, then paused for a moment. "I should be getting back down with the colouring books. Lawrence will wonder where I got to!" She smiled brightly at the two toys, and then left the room without another word, shutting the door behind her.

Buzz turned back to Jessie. "Well…heh. What do you want to do first?"

"Do first?" Jessie snuggled closer to him with a smile.

"Yeah, we could sit and talk, or we could watch a movie, or we could explore the room, or we could play a game, or read a book…" Buzz babbled away.

Jessie flicked her newly rebraided hair over her shoulder. "I don't think I want to do any of those things."

"Then what?" Buzz glanced at her.

"Buzz….will you drop the pretence?" Jessie said with a pout forming on her lips. "Lizzie's put us in the spare room and we're all alone. You know what I want to do."

Buzz's eyes widened, sussing out her meaning almost instantly. "Here?"

"Here." She confirmed, wrapping her arms around his neck. With him having been gone so long, and her loneliness having overcome her in that period of time…what they now both wanted to do felt right.

"It's been a while," Buzz whispered, their faces inches apart.

Jessie nodded, remembering the one night so long ago at Amber's, when they had gone all the way.

"You ready? I don't…want to rush you into doing this. I mean, just 'cos Lizzie's left us here alone and gone downstairs…" Buzz caressed her cheek.

Jessie shushed him, placing a finger over his lips. "As I remember, the first time was my idea. Anyway…I thought you wanted this back in Lizzie's bedroom not more than twenty minutes ago?"

Buzz didn't answer; instead he covered Jessie's mouth with his own. Jessie was taken aback a little by the force behind the kiss. "Mmhmm," she murmured, throwing her arms around Buzz's neck.

They broke apart and looked shyly at each other. "We haven't kissed like that for some time." Buzz commented, wrapping his arms around Jessie's waist.

"More like a long time," Jessie corrected him, then gestured downwards. "How about if we sit down for a bit?"

"Oh…o-o-okay." Buzz was a little disappointed she seemed to have changed her mind again in such a very short space of time, but he was happy to plop backwards on the bed, at least they could sit together and spend some time catching up. But before he could blink, Jessie had settled down on his lap.

"Howdy," she grinned at him seductively, and Buzz gave her an amused look.

"Something you want, cowgirl?"

"You…" Jessie breathed, fluttering her lashes as she bent to kiss him again. "Always you." Her leaning into him overbalanced him somehow, and they toppled backwards together, a tangle of arms, legs and other various toy-like components.

"Jessie…." Buzz whispered as she lay sprawled on top of him, their bodies entwined in that moment of intimacy.

"Hmm?" Her eyes were half lidded and blissfully peaceful.

"Can I ask you something?"

"What is it?" Her eyes opened fully now, curious orbs looking down at him.

"Well," Buzz hesitated. "I just wondered, if you ever, when we were apart, if you ever…well that is, did you ever….you know, did you ever think about me?"

Jessie's eyes crinkled as she smiled. "Silly space ranger. Of course."

Buzz swallowed. "And, well – I wondered." He stopped. "I don't know how to word it."

"Just ask me." Jessie rolled off him to cuddle into his side. Buzz felt a nervous lump rise in his throat and propped himself up on one elbow. No backing out now.

"Well, I kind of wondered if you did anything during those thoughts?"

Jessie glanced up to regard him wonderingly. "Do?" Then she realised what he meant." Oh….! You mean…." She smiled impishly. "Do I want to know…?"

"Well..." Buzz rubbed the back of his neck; his telltale sign he was getting anxious. "Do you…you know…"

"Do I…" Jessie smiled gently. It was fun to tease him, and she was enjoying this.

"T…t….t…touch…." Buzz trailed off.

"Touch myself?" Jessie indicated the seam between her legs.

"Is it getting hot in here?" Buzz wondered, resisting the urge to fan himself. He coughed to mask his awkwardness. "Y-y-y-yeah…"

"Maybe. Maybe not." Jessie responded with a wink.

Buzz felt his excitement increasing as she saucily admitted this. "Would you…show me?" He asked, unable to believe the words were leaving his mouth.

Jessie bit her lip and pretended to pout. "I don't know…" she started, giving him her best come hither look, that only made Buzz's plastic areas swell with unknown urges.

"Please Jess." Buzz nestled closer to her as she sat up, and took her into his arms. "It's been so long…and it would really…h-h-help…" His voice was breaking a little as their bodies came within close proximity. Jessie gave another mischievous smile.

"Well – just once….and just for you…" she reached down between her legs, her fingers tracing her seam delicately. Buzz watched, feeling like he might burst just watching her put on her little display.

He noticed his breathing had started to increase, and Jessie's had too. It must be an incredible turn on for her, Buzz realised, to have his eyes glued to her playing with herself. He felt her shift next to him, and before Buzz could stop himself, his long fingers were moving her smaller ones out of the way. His fingers grazed her seam now, and Jessie tipped her head back in pleasure.

"Buzz!" Jessie moaned immediately, her own hand reaching across to place it on his thigh. His gasps shuttered as her hand moved up a little to stroke him in the hard plastic area across his groin.

"Oh God….Jessie…" Buzz moaned in response, his wings flicking out with a loud ka-chunk as they continued to pleasure each other. The reaction told Jessie he wanted her, and knowing he wanted her spurred her on to intensify the moment. She thrust up a little towards his fingers on her seam with a sly look in his direction.

"Jess…" Buzz groaned a bit at the movement. "If you do that against my hand again, I might just lose it and not be able to resist pinning you down."

Jessie gave another cheeky thrust, and within a moment of it she found herself flat on her back. "I warned you," Buzz said firmly, pinning her arms up either side of her head. His mouth traced her neck with another row of kisses, his heavyset plastic chest coming to rest on hers as he slid down.

"Buzz…." Jessie moaned, as his mouth wandered over her neck and then lower still, over her chest. He was kissing where her cleavage would be, and his lips felt good on that section. She arched a little, moaning, as his fingers wound themselves around her braid. She decided she liked what he was doing, and let him continue.

Her fingers slipped around to his back to the panel where his batteries were kept. "Care to make this more….sensual?" she whispered, holding her finger over the small indent that began the compartment latch.

Buzz's eyes widened. "Jessie…..no, please…I want to be me and enjoy this…just us two…no alter egos."

Bewildered, Jessie let her hand slip away from his compartment. She recovered quickly though. "Spoilsport," she teased, running her hands over his face. She pulled him close for another kiss, just as his hand slipped back to the seam between her legs. She gasped as he nudged her legs open a little with his foot, pressing a little more against her.

"What did you call me?" Buzz asked, rubbing harder on her seam.

"I s-s-said you're a-a….ohhhhh." Jessie groaned heavily, letting her whole body sag against the bed. "Buzz….ohhh…don't stop…"

"You like that?" Buzz panted, continuing to rub her seam.

"Ohhh…yes…" Jessie moaned, feeling the fireworks beginning in her cloth body. "Oh….Buzz, yes!" She squealed and squirmed, rocking against his fingers. She could feel a sensation building in her, just like the one she'd had when they had first explored each other all that time ago.

"Let it go, Jessie…" Buzz whispered.

She obeyed, the colours in her head blinding her as he brought her over the peak. A shriek of pleasure escaped her lips, followed by his name. When she was finished, she collapsed in his arms, breathing hard, her eyes closed. She felt him cuddle her close as he rolled onto his side next to her. She opened her eyes and turned over to face him, throwing one leg around his waist.

He grabbed her leg with a grin, hiking it up. "I thought you'd never ask."

She felt the hard ridge of his belt press against her soft seam this time. Her hands and fingers squirmed around between them, unsnapping his utility accessory. With the belt out of the way, he began to move against her, gently at first, then harder as he picked up the pace. Again and again he pressed against her, spurred on by her soft moans, yet also by the quietness around them. Her hands were braced against his broad torso, her fingers tracing his buttons every so often. Jessie tipped her head back, allowing him to kiss her neck as their bodies met repeatedly.

"I love you," she heard the words leave his mouth and she gasped aloud.

"You do?"

"Until infinity," he responded, and she felt the tingling in her cotton limbs intensify.

"Oh Buzz….I love y-y…" She broke off, unable to finish the thought as he pressed more insistently to her. All she could feel was the strong pressure against her chest and seam, all she could hear was his breath in her ear, all she could smell was the raw sexual tension between them, all she could taste were his lips on hers, and all she could see was them falling deeper into an abyss of love that she didn't ever want to escape.

"Jessie….." he moaned, thrusting against her with a low guttural groan. While she had been busy thinking over how she felt, he had worked himself up into a wild frenzy beside her, and he was clutching at her. "I'm….so c-c-close," he gasped.

"What have I told you before, Buzz?" she whispered seductively. "Just go with it…"