Author's Note: This is it, the moment you've been waiting for. As a warning, this chapter features a love scene, so now you know. As a heads up, this is not the final chapter, so there's a bit more to come still. Okay then, let's get this show on the road!
UPDATE: Turns out the first quote is a bit longer.
I love you, not for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you. I love you not only for what you have made of yourself, but for what you are making of me. I love you for the part of me that you bring out.
- Roy Croft
Rain clouds loomed over the skies of NSanity Island. Lightning flashed across the grey sky, followed by the loud booms of thunder. And it just so happens that one of the thunder strikes woke Crash from his sleep.
The orange hero sat up immediately in his bed. He didn't have a nightmare, but the boom from the thunder woke him up as one would wake up from a bad dream. After his realization of what the source of his wake up call was, Crash sighed and laid back down. He didn't really feel like getting back up. He felt utterly defeated by the fact he was too scared to admit his feelings to Pasadena. Whether this was a result as of a lack of sleep or because of how it kept the bandicoot up all night, either way Crash felt like a coward. He turned his head toward the nightstand to see it was 12:17 PM. Crash admitted he felt out of place without his friend who slept down the hall from him. A part of him felt like he needed her warmth, while another part of him tried to forget what the loving embrace Pasadena had whenever they hugged.
To even think that he could just try to forget it made the orange marsupial very angry with himself. His body felt cold, even though it was covered by the large blanket from his bed. Feeling restless, Crash got out of bed. He took off most of his clothes the previous night, save for the briefs. Before leaving his room, Crash grabbed another pair of jeans and looked at himself in the mirror. Many days ago when he looked in the bathroom mirror, he thought he saw a monster. Today, he saw a shadow of his former self. His eyes gave away the loss of sleep, his hair was a complete mess, and he did look a little sick. The hero felt fine, and proceeded to the bathroom. As he went in, he turned on the sink and splashed some water on his head. After rubbing his face and running his hands through his hair, Crash looked up at the mirror and saw that he did manage to cure himself a bit. His hair looked better, and he did manage to get rid of some of the sleepiness that still carried itself on him. After drying off with the help of the towel, the bandicoot made his way to the kitchen.
Pasadena was in the kitchen, cleaning the dishes. As Crash quietly walked in, he slowly made his way over. As he got closer, the possum noticed his presence, but did not move to give away her exposed position.
"You don't have to do that, you know," the bandicoot spoke. With a small smile, the female marsupial replied, "It's fine. Besides, most of it is already taken care of." Crash did nothing but turned around and went back to his room while saying lowly, "Ok, then." As she put the last dish away, she dried her wet hands with a paper towel and discarded the towel into a nearby trash bin. Turning around, she saw that Crash wasn't there. Knowing he went back to his room, Pasadena followed, right after grabbing a Wumpa Fruit that sat on the counter.
Just as she known, Crash was in his room. He laid on his bed with his eyes closed. She had walked closer and sat on the bed. Crash opened his eyes to acknowledge his friend. Both friends spent a few seconds looking deeply into the other's eyes, before Pasadena became the first to look away. She remembered the Wumpa Fruit in her hands and handed it to Crash, who looked at the apple-shaped fruit and then at the possum. "Here. You look like you could eat something," she said with a concerned tone. The hero looked at the fruit, and slowly took it. As he was about to grab the Wumpa Fruit, his hand had touched hers. Holding her hand for a few seconds, Crash then proceeded to take the fruit and brought the sweet delicacy to his mouth. He wasn't sure whether it was the fruit's sweet juice or the kind actions of his guest, but the orange bandicoot felt like he was revived somehow. He prefered that it was Pasadena's gift, as he felt the fears that haunted and scared him for all his life had disappeared, and at that moment, the hero felt completely fearless and unstoppable. He showed no signs of of his "revival" except for the kind "Thank you," he spoke to the possum.
Pasadena said, "You're welcome." Just as she was about to stand and take her leave, Crash had asked," Would you like to stay a bit longer?" The possum stopped and turned towards Crash and had whispered, "Yes." She proceeded to crawl onto the bed, and she laid next to Crash. Both friends stared at the ceiling. Deep down within their hearts, their love for one another began to grow once more. Both wanted each other, they needed each other. Yet, their fears kept holding each other back. The silence that filled the room became intense for them. At that point, they felt as if they kept holding back, it won't lead to them saying how they feel for the other in a normal way, but rather shouting or even screaming for that matter.
The possum turned her head towards the bandicoot. He had gotten older for sure, but how he looked older amazed her. Crash's hair had grown more over his head, getting rid of the mohawk he always had, and it was replaced by what appeared to be spiky hair that seemed to flow foward. His hair looked naturally spiky instead of gelled, and it did look like a bit of a mess. Some of the spikes seemed as if they were pushed foward, while other spikes looked as if they were curved upward or curved to the side. There were only a small few that reached halfway down his forehead, and at the tip of his head, some of the spikes were curved upward. I don't know if it's natural or not, but he can pull off the "got out of bed look," she thought to herself. His eyes were like precious gems, shining off their invaluble worth. He had gotten a bit taller, but he was only a few centimeters, at least 2, taller than Pasadena. His adventures did leave him very fit. After all, he could run miles without having to stop for a breather. He didn't have superhero strength, but the bandicoot was a force to be reckon with, as he could carry and even toss opponents that seemed more bigger than he was. Yet, Pasadena figured Crash as a "what you see is what you get" kind of guy, but there was so much more that was beneath his outer appearance. Most of the time, he could be considered a joker, but she saw more than just a prankster's smile. He was kind, and he had a pure heart. He was creative, maybe even artistic just by seeing his drawings and sketches. Crash was more caring about others rather then himself. It's no wonder why he would risk his life to save his family and friends. Maybe it was what she saw in him, his true self who was hidden away by years of silence and solitude, that made her fall in love with the orange bandicoot.
She meant a lot to him. Crash felt like she was unlike anybody else he ever met. When they were younger, he felt that he really didn't have the time to start a relationship, so he ignored her feelings. The bandicoot did feel guilty, but he made it up when he saved Von Clutch. Despite the fact Crash ran away when he knocked out the cybernetic man's power supply, he came back and apologized for leaving. The Bandicoot family stayed for a bit, thinking they deserved a nice vacation. Over this period of time, Crash and Pasadena spent some time together, but they didn't really get the chance to really know each other. They just hung out and enjoyed the other's company. When it was time to leave, Crash did admit to himself that it was hard to leave Pasadena, since by that time he felt he was coming around. They said goodbye, without ever saying something that let the other know they planned to stay in touch. They never did. And that's why Crash did feel afraid to admit his feelings. He feared Pasadena would be angry at him for not giving her some sort of reason for not communicating. He felt ashamed. It was strange for him to feel bad. The hero felt that he broke a promise he should've made, or at least could've made. He never really forgived himself for those mistakes he made. It felt a bit ironic, how he wasn't in love with her before, but now he was, and yet he thought she didn't feel the same way.
Crash turned his head to face the one person he felt he should apologize to. She was still stuck in her own world, as it was noticeable as she stared at the ceiling. The woman he loved so much was next to him. To him, she was more than just an angel. In a way, they were both lost souls. They kept looking for their way, only to find each other. They still felt lost by themselves, but by being in each other's prescence, they felt as if they had already been found from the minute they ran into each other. He wanted everything she could possibly offer. Not any materials, not any benefits, he just wanted his friend for who she is. She understood his humor. She accepted his comments. She even shared her warmth with him. Yet, despite everything they've been through for the past few days, they felt as if they had not gotten anywhere at all. They just couldn't see it. Crash felt like the luckiest guy to have the one he wanted just laying next to him. Pasadena, from Crash's eyes, was beautiful in every way imaginable. Her mind, body, and soul were just something that could make him cry. He loved to see her smile, he hated to see her cry. And even though the hero felt like he could always be the one to save his friend, in the end, the possum would be the one who saved him. Every single part of his heart and soul begged to feel her touch, her warmth, and her lips again. Not just once more, but for the rest of eternity. Crash would give anything up to be hers, even if it meant giving up his own life. Suicide is what others would think of what he do to be with her. It was love that drove him to prove just how much he cared.
The only sounds that could be heard was the rain tapping against the window, and the thunder's booms in the distance. The beating of their own hearts filled their own ears. At that moment, they began to feel the other's beating heart synchronize with their own. As the hearts began to slowly match their rhythms, the bandicoot moved his hand toward the possum's hand. Moving closer and closer, and at last as their hands touched each other, they held the other tightly, not wanting to let go. At that exact moment, the beating matched together. Feeling each other's fingers and palms, they turned their heads towards each and slowly moved foward towards the other. There was no more hiding, no more running. There was no longer anything to be afraid of. No matter how much you try these things, love always finds a way to reach your heart.
(Warning: The rest of this chapter contains the forementioned scene from earlier.)
Crash and Pasadena moved their heads closer. As they did, they moved their bodies so they could face each other properly. Now laying on their sides, both friends moved closer. Within only few inches, their eyes locked and moving closer, their eyes slowly began to close. Closer and closer they moved, until their noses touched each other. He was the first to move. She followed. They moved passed the other, and soon their lips locked. Feeling the other's taste, they both let out a breath of relief through their noses. Within seconds, they moved swiftly towards each other. Pasadena wrapped her arms around Crash's neck, and the former mentioned wrapped his arms around Pasadena's hips. They rolled to where Crash was laying back down against the bed and Pasadena layed on top of him. Their change in position did not stop them from leaving the other's lips. It started out as the a simple kiss, but now the bandicoot pressed his tongue against her lips, begging for entrance. She responded by opening her mouth, and both were locked in a battle of French kissing. She tastes so sweet, it's incredible...My God, she tastes even better than Wumpa Fruit, Crash thought as he brought his right hand up to caress her cheek.
He is really good at this. My heart's beating a mile a minute. Finishing her thought, Pasadena ran her hand through the hero's hair, feeling the smooth touch it had. As her hand went through the bandicoot's hair, he responded by moving his left hand up and down her back. He received a muffled moan from the possum, thus making him want her more. They continued to kiss, only stopping to catch their breath. Crash turned the tables around by rolling so that he was on top. In an instant, he went on the attack on her neck. Kissing and licking, the bandicoot began to leave love marks on her neck, receiving more moans from Pasadena as she continued to run her hands through his mane. Wanting him more, Pasadena lowered herself and kissed his neck. The orange marsupial let out purrs and growls as her lips and tongue left hickeys on his neck. For a small while, they continued their "game" of rolling on top of each other, battling for dominance by tongue wrestling against the other's lips and necks.
When I see your smile
Tears run down my face
I can't replace
And now that I'm stronger I've figured out
How this world turns cold
And breaks through my soul
And I know, I'll find deep inside me
I can be the one
She wanted more of her friend, and as she rolled on top again, this time the possum caught him off guard when she took off her shirt, revealing herself in a white-silk bra. Both blushed out of embarassment. For Crash, she was the only woman he had seen in a bra. For Pasadena, she felt exposed, despite the fact her undergarment kept her chest from being shown to the bandicoot. The shame didn't last long for her, as she jumped back into battle. The hero was caught by suprise as her body rubbed against his, but the nervous feeling went away as his hands traveled up and down her bare back. (Well, almost bare.) She pressed her hands against his chest, feeling his soft fur and smooth underbelly. Crash let out a breath of nervousness as the possum moved her hands around his upper and lower torso. His body shivered, not out of the intensity of the passion they were sharing, but of joy.
Her touch...Not even an angel of Heaven could compete with her softness. He lead his hands to his friend's hips and began to give a massage. Feeling his strong hands, Pasadena closed her eyes and let the bandicoot's hands do their work. He's so gentle and caring. His hands-OH! He knows what he's doing. Letting out a moan, she said to the hero, "Crash, that feels...good." Her comment led to Crash not just massaging her hips, but her back and shoulders as well. She never felt so lucky to have him being really caring for her.
I will never let you fall
I'll stand up with you forever
I'll be there for you through it all
Even if saving you sends me to Heaven
Crash could not hold in the pleasure he receive from Pasadena's kisses and caressing hands, and so he let out his own moans. Wanting more, Crash rolled her over and kissed her. After a few seconds of lip locking, the bandicoot began to make a trail of kisses that started with her lips, and it led him to kissing her abdomen. Pasadena let out moans as waves of pleasure began to flow through her body. However, she knew that the waves would be more pleasurable if she decided to go farther with Crash, and that's exacly what she had in mind. As Crash rose up, she kissed his neck and her hands began to make way towards his pants. Noticing her actions, Crash began to do the same, except his hands went toward her jeans. It was a good thing none of them were wearing a belt, as they both had desired to remove the other's clothing. But as they undid the other's button, the bandicoot halted the possum.
Seasons are changing and waves are crashing
And stars are falling all for us
Days grow longer and
nights grow shorter
I can show you, I'll be the one
"Wait, Pasadena. Are you sure you want to do this? If any of this makes you feel uncomfortable-" The possum shushed the hero by pressing her finger against his lips. After moving her finger, Pasadena kissed him and said, "Crash, I do want this. More than anything. Please..." Looking into her eyes, Crash felt incredibly guilty for even thinking of denying Pasadena for a second. Just before he could agree, she said something that completely set the bandicoot even more willing to prove himself as a lover. "Make love to me." Instantly, Crash's eyes widened, knowing what she wanted. Pressing his lips against hers, the hero whispered to his mate's ear, "I will." That being said, both removed each other's pants and they both were closer to being bare with each other. Pasadena blushed when Crash gazed down to see his love in her underwear. The hero felt the same way when she saw the bulge in his briefs. The possum moaned when the bandicoot rubbed his lower body against hers, and she felt her lover's hardening love muscle.
She rolled on top of bandicoot and throughout her actions, she kept her lips connected with his. As she sat on top of him, Crash sat up and kissed her with more passion, wanting more of her taste. Pasadena took the hero's hands with her own, and guided them towards her back, sliding them upward until they reached her top undergarment. Slowly, he tried to remove the strap the held the bra, and as soon a small snap was heard, signaling his success. There was the straps on her shoulders still keeping her from revealing herself, so the bandicoot moved the straps slowly. As each strap fell off, he planted a kiss on her shoulders. This made Pasadena shiver with excitement. She felt ready to give herself to Crash, but she kept patient. As the last strap fell off, the hero took a small but firm grasp on the bra, and discarded it to the floor. She felt shy and covered her bare chest with her arms. Seeing her actions made the bandicoot kiss Pasadena, and he whispered, "Don't hide yourself. You're beautiful and that's nothing to be ashamed of." His words gave her confidence, and she slowly let her arms drop letting the possum reveal herself to him.
I will never let you fall
I'll stand up with you forever
I'll be there for you through it all
Even if saving you sends me to Heaven
Seeing her exposed chest, Crash couldn't help but stare for a bit. Taking his hands once more, Pasadena led them to her breasts. Crash began to massage them, right before moving closer to kiss his lover's torso. Feeling his lips against her body made Pasadena let out sounds of pleasure, only to become louder as the bandicoot's tongue began to lick away. The possum may have not big breasts, but they felt firm in his hands, and as his tongue lashed away at her nipple, he cupped her other breast and began to rub his hand against it. He switched after a few minutes of licking and sucking, and his actions made Pasadena comment, "Oh, Crash, you're amazing." The hero brought his lips back to hers again, and his hands moved slowly towards her lower body. Moving his thumbs to the inside of her panties, Crash steadily began to remove them. As he slid them off, her own hands began their own work at his briefs. Within seconds, their lower undergarments were removed and both lovers had become bare.
Switching positions, Crash was on top as he continued to make out with Pasadena. Remembering him pleasuring her, the possum moved her right hand towards the hero's pulsating member. She was surprised at his length as she touched him. As she stroked him, Crash let out load moans as his lover moved her hand up and down his shaft. Wanting her now more than ever, the bandicoot got up from the bed and walked to his dresser. He pulled open the top drawer and searched for something his older brother gave him a few months ago. As his hand looked around, he felt a grip on what he was looking for. After retrieving the object and closing the drawer, Pasadena looked as he turned around and saw a condom in his hand. Crash looked at her nude body lying on his bed. She looked like paradise in his eyes, making Crash say, "Pas, you are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen." Blushing at his comment, Pasadena responded, "And you are most handsome man I've laid eyes on." Crawling towards her as he came back to bed, the bandicoot kissed his love with every ounce of passion he had.
Taking the bandicoot's hand that held the protection, Pasadena looked at the condom and whispered to her orange lover, "Crash, please be gentle. This is my first time." Hearing her words, the hero admitted, "I'll be as gentle as I can be. I don't want to hurt you. I want to savor this, because you're my first as well." It felt too perfect to be real for Pasadena. After this day, she will always remember it as the day they loss their virginity to each other. Kissing her love once more, the possum wrapper her arms around him. He began to remove the condom from its wrapper, and as he ripped away and retrieved the content, the bandicoot began to stretch it over himself. As he finished, he positioned himself in front of his love's opening. Looking at her, he asked, "Are you sure you want to do this?" She responded with a kiss and whispered to Crash, "Make me yours, my love."
'Cause you're my, you're my, my
My true love, my whole heart
Please don't throw that away
Slowly, he made his way in. As he did, Pasadena hissed out her pain and gripped the bedsheets very tightly. She knew it would hurt since it's the first time, but the possum was willing to put up with it as she wanted the hero very much. Crash kept his eyes on his lover as he moved in. He felt a bit guilty giving her pain, but the guilt went away when she kissed him and said softly, "Please continue. I can handle it." Nodding his head, the bandicoot began to move in and out, with his lover letting out moans and hisses of pleasure and pain. Sharp gasps and quick inhales escaped her as the bandicoot continued his actions. Wanting more, she managed to pant out, "Faster. Harder." Obeying her commands, Crash began to increase his speed and power. Every few pumps, she would ask for more, and he did not deny her requests. Going at a very good pace, Crash began to kiss Pasadena again. He would use one hand to support him as his free hand caressed her cheek and massaged her neck. The hero made grunts as he kept pleasuring his woman, and she responded with her own moans. Groaning, Crash said, "Pas, this feels amazing. I feel sorry for almost denying you." With tears that came from both the happiness and pleasure she received, Pasadena said, "It's okay. I forgive you. Just please, don't stop."
This feels so delicate. She's so pure, I feel bad for taking away her innocence. How can anyone find this so wrong? She's amazing and wonderful. Oh, man I feel like I've died and gone to Heaven. If this isn't what it feels like, I don't want to ever die. Pasadena...my angel...I swear to love and protect you for the rest of my life. I love you so much, Crash thought to himself.
He's so perfect. I've always loved him for so long, and here we are making love. So gentle and caring, I don't want him to ever stop. He's my love, my bandicoot. I don't ever want to lose him. Oh God, I wish there wasn't a condom so I fully feel him. I don't care if I get pregnant, I want to have his babies. Crash, I love you and you'll always have my heart, Pasadena thought.
'Cause I'm here for you
Please don't walk away
And please tell me, you'll stay,
stay
Feeling his body beginning to tire, Crash slowly came to a stop, kissed his lover and whispered in a loving tone, "Would you like to be on top?" Pasadena nodded her head, and Crash pulled himself out and laid back against the bed. As he did, the possum positioned herself above his love muscle. She let out a loud moan as his member entered her womanhood again. Tossing her head back, Crash took the opportunity to sit up and kiss her breasts. She began to move herself up and down, letting the waves of pleasure move through her body. Feeling the bandicoot's tongue against her chest again, she ran her left hand through his hair as her right hand used his shoulder for support. Letting out his own moans, the hero said to his love, "Pas, you're doing fantastic. You're so soft and warm, it's amazing!" Smiling at his comment, the possum tilted his head towards hers and began to French kiss the hero. Both moaned as Pasadena kept riding him. Crash laid back down, keeping his left hand to massage her breasts as his right hand rubbed up and down her thigh.
"Oh my-Crash, I don't want this to stop!" Hearing his love, Crash responded with, "Neither do I! Ohhh, you're incredible!" As he finished his sentence, Crash began to pump back into Pasadena. They were out of sync for a few seconds, but soon their hips began to connect in a rhythm. Pasadena let out squeals and whimpers as the bandicoot kept pushing upward back into her flower. Tossing his head back, Crash came back up and sat up to kiss Pasadena again. This time, he put his hands under Pasadena to help support her and to help her ride him faster. At the cost of him no longer pumping, the result was that Pasadena was able to increase her intensity with Crash's support. Her moans became a driving force, motivating Crash to give her even more of himself. He wrapped his arms around the possum and quickly returned the position they first started with.
Use me as you will
Pull my strings just for a thrill
And I know I'll be okay
Though my skies are turning gray
As they caught a breather, they both immediately went back into action. Crash felt his inner animal wanting to partake. He remembered how after their argument, when they made out, his inner animal wanted to come out. Mainly out of lust, it made the hero scared to think of what would happen. That's why he stopped. Now it was back, except it did not want just sex. It wanted love. The bandicoot wasn't the only one to feel this, as Pasadena felt her inner lust wanting to feel the hero. No longer holding back, both let their lust come out, however they still had control. They kissed with more passion, let their hands explore the other's body, and their sounds of pleasure became even more loud. Positioning himself, Crash was about to enter Pasadena's womanhood once more before he lowered himself to kiss his love. Pasadena kissed back and whispered, "Don't hold back. I want you to give me your all, my love." The hero responded, "I intend to give you everything, my angel."
Keeping true to his word, Crash began again, except instead of starting slow, he began at a steady pace. Soon, he increased his intensity as Pasadena asked for him to give her more. Begging for more, Pasadena wrapped her legs around her lover, allowing him to explore every inch of her flower. As his speed and power increased, she compared him to a jackhammer. She no longer let out squeals and whimpers, as they were replaced by loud moans and even small screams of passion. Wrapping her arms around his back, she dug her nails in, causing the bandicoot to let out a small yelp. As Crash continued to make love, he let out a groan of pain as his lover's nails were dragged down his back. He concealed his pain by kissing Pasadena, who kissed back to conceal the large amount of pleasure she received from him. Unable to hold in her untold feelings, she said while panting in between her words, "Crash...Whatever you do...Please, just...Don't...OH GOD! CRASH, PLEASE DON'T STOP! KEEP GOING!"
Hearing her scream, begging for him not to stop seemed to motivate Crash. With his newlyfound inspiration, he found the ability to increase his intesity again. Letting out his own groans and moans, Crash began to replace his grunts with growls as his instincts made him. He felt in complete control of his inner animal, and he got rid of his bestial lust, replacing it with a new lust, made only and entirely for love. His hands began to grip the bedsheets with such strength that if he clenched it any tighter, he felt that he would rip right through it. Feeling his love for the possum, Crash lowered down and kissed her again. As he pulled away, he kissed her cheeks and her forehead. Both marsupials enjoyed receiving each other's comments, gestures, and pleasures. They felt alone in the world. Not by themselves, but with each other. Only their love for each other seemed to be the only thing that mattered in their lives. Not caring for the rest of everything and everyone else, both finally realized that there was no longer anything to fear when they were together. They were no longer alone, for they had each other.
I will never let you fall
I'll stand up with you forever
I'll be there for you through it all
Even if saving you sends me to Heaven
The moment was coming. Both lovers felt their climax starting to build up. They did not want their intimate moment to end, but unfortunately, all good things must come to an end. Feeling he was close, Crash announced to Pasadena in between his growls, "Pasadena, I think...I'm gonna cu-...I'm getting close..." She understood what she meant. She felt the same climax building inside of her as well. Yet, she didn't want it to end. As her final request before the big moment, she spoke between her moans, "Wait. Not yet...Please, just...A little longer..." To respond, he kissed his love and said, "Oh...kay." He wasn't sure how he did it, but the hero managed to hold out for just a while longer. In the meantime, Crash increased his intensity once more, only to get closer to the climax.
"Pasadena! I can't hold it any longer!" Feeling the same, she shouted, "Me either!" Crash let out groans and growls as Pasadena began to scream louder. He was glad his home was isolated from the rest of the island, otherwise people could suspect something. Both lovers began to feel their climaxes coming closer than before. Getting closer, the possum began to dig her nails deep into the bandicoot's back and tighten her legs' grip around his waist. As for Crash, his clenched fists that grabbed the bedsheets clenched even harder, making a very small ripping noise. Soon, they could no longer withstand their orgasms. As they both came, they screamed their lover's names.
"PASADENAAAAAA!"
"CRAAAAAASH!"
I will never let you fall
I'll stand up with you forever
I'll be there for you through it all
Even if saving you sends me to Heaven...
Crash had released his seed into the condom and Pasadena released her juices as well. Both breathe very heavily, but Pasadena let out a few more moans as Crash pumped into his lover a few more times before finally pulling out. The bandicoot used his hands to support himself, but his arms, weary from supporting him this entire time, were getting weaker. Just before he could let himself fall next to his lover, he lowered himself and kissed her. As he parted from her lips, he took a deep breath and as he exhaled the hero whispered to his angel, "I love you." With a smile and two last tears to shed, the angel whispered sweetly back to her lover, "I love you, too," and proceeded to kiss him again. Finally, for what seemed like a long time, they had become each other's. He was hers, and she was his. No one could take them away from each other, and they would be damned if they ever were. Nonetheless, they had become the other's mate, and they cradled in each other's love.
The bandicoot moved over and collapsed next to his love. Breathing deeply, he looked at the ceiling for a brief time, before looking to see that the possum crawled up to him and laid on top of him, with her head resting against his chest. Taking in her sweet scent, he petted her hair before moving his head to kiss her forehead. Pasadena crawled up some more, only to kiss the hero she always loved. They let themselves enjoy a very passionate kiss before sleeping. Their weary bodies were beginning to be taken away by their need to rest. Slowly closing their eyes, they shared another loving kiss. During their lip locked session, they had wrapped their arms around each other. The bandicoot's strong but gentle arms rested on her back as the possum's soft embrace was wrapped around his neck.
As their lips pulled away, they looked into each other's eyes and smiled. The angel nuzzled against her love, and he responded with the same actions. Just as they were about to fall asleep, they shared one last kiss before falling asleep in each other's arms. Pulling away once more, their eyes closed as they whispered one last thing to each other. Their last words, though said before, had now entrusted them as the other's best friend and mate. They would not trade the other for anything else, nor could anything else ever replace them. They had become the other's guardian and savior. Both marsupials were now more than just anything. Crash and Pasadena had finally become the other's true love.
"I love you."
"I love you, too."
Love cures people - both the ones who give it and the ones who receive it.
- Dr. Karl Menninger
Well, there you have it. The song used for this chapter is "Guardian Angel" by the Red Jumpsuit Apparatus. See ya next time.