Managed to get this one out super fast, cause there wasn't much I wanted to change about it. Enjoy !
When I woke up the bed was cold again. Just like it was yesterday and the day, hell since the first day I got here. I had been on the sub for at least a week now, and I haven't seen Law since I woke up the second time and he was just leaving the room. Wasn't at breakfast, lunch or dinner. Seeing as how he wasn't around to tell me what to do, I spent most of my time helping out in what way I could. When a pirate crew of 20 had to make sure the sub wasn't going to up and sink on us, there was plenty to help with. Doing laundry, the third day was probably the worst so far. Apparently, they left it there until the first person used the last of their clean clothes. Now it made sense why Law had so much clothes between the bureau and the closet. He didn't want to be stuck doing this though he is the captain and could make some else do it. So, I sucked it up and did almost thirty loads of the horrible smelling laundry. In the end, everyone was happy, but I also wanted to throw up everywhere. I did not participate in the drinking that night for I feared I would vomit on the closest person to me.
The next day I took to cleaning the floors, seeing as how I was mostly bare footed when I was roaming the sub. The halls were still confusing to me, but I was constantly seeing someone now so I could ask where I was. Common sense was to sweep first, and I was suddenly thankful for Law for a whole moment. The smart bastard had mini vacuums installed in different parts of the ship. So, one could sweep the dust and what not over to them and they'd be sent straight to the trash. A hallelujah moment if I have ever seen one on this damn sub. We had submerged the other night so there was lots of whining and card games going on. Hence why I was cleaning the filthy floors. I refused to climb into bed with dirty feet, so I had to scrub them all the time when I wanted to sleep. After mopping the whole place clean, I returned to bed with just slightly dirty feet I could clean with a hand rag. That was a huge improvement, let me say. There was enough dirt on this sub for a mini island to be made, I didn't really know how these people survived the way they did.
Speaking of bedrooms, I still had to room with Law. Bastard said something about my own room before and I was so excited, but I haven't heard anything since. So, each night I crawled into his bed, to wake up at some point in the night in his arms. It was becoming a habitual thing at night now, me waking up at around 3 or 4. Only when I woke up did I feel like I was in my own room. Law had to get up sometime around 8 or so because the bed was cold when I woke up around 9, or a little bit after it now a days. And since I only had one outfit he would leave me some spare clothes every day, with a note telling me to shower and eat. Each day I would roll my eyes at the note but none the less I followed its instructions. One never knew if he was watching, and I wasn't going to be molested today. Swinging my legs over the edge of the large bed I stared at the clothes. The light blue shorts this time were actually mine, go figure I washed them. And the black and yellow sweatshirt had the Jolly Roger smiling back at me.
Stepping into the bathroom I noticed today that there were two towels. One was black and yellow, the original one, and the other was just straight black. Reaching out to the black one I could feel the dampness in it, the two toned one was dry. I smiled a bit at it, he had gotten himself another towel so I would have a fresh one each day. It was a rather touching thing for someone like him to do. Turning my back to it I stripped and stepped into the shower, ignoring the way my stomach felt at his thoughtfulness. Finally knowing how to work the faucet I made sure it was lukewarm, instead of scolding like the first couple days. Still only using Law's mint body wash and regular shampoo I made sure to slather everything in to get the most out of it. Sure, my skin wasn't as silky as I'd like it, but from the whispers around the vessel I heard we'd be surfacing soon and making a supply run. With that, I could get clothes, and necessary feminine things, I was lucky at the moment but I knew when it would hit. Dreading it more and more with each passing day.
Getting out of the water, and turning it off I wrapped the black and yellow towel around myself. I guess one of the guys had an extra brush, so I borrowed it from him. Okay, I stole it from him. It's not like Marcus had luscious locks or something, I don't even know why he had it on him. Running it through my long locks I frowned at the image reflected by the mirror. My skin was tanner from those two days we surfaced, but that wasn't what bothered me. There was something wrong with my eyes, the pale blue irises looking back at me didn't seem right. They weren't the same ones I used to look at back on the island. These didn't carry the same dark shadows as before, nor did they look like they belonged to someone hell bent on tearing people apart. The eyes staring back at me belonged to a happy person, one who wasn't worried about her past creeping up and swallowing her whole. The realization of this kind of scared me. It was such a drastic change in such a short amount of time, and I didn't know how to take to it.
While I had been getting comfortable around them I had slacked off and forgotten why I had even started my journey. Yellow eyes and dark hair came to mind and I felt my hands clenching unconsciously. I needed answers, and I needed blood spilled. There wasn't any way around it what so ever. Some people had to paid for the sins that were committed and I'd be damned if I let them go. The images of flames and drying blood came to mind as I tried to get my overworking mind to stop it all at once. This is not what I needed at this time in the morning.
What I needed was food, and the lively crew to keep me up. I groaned softly, as the thought made me realize even in the short week I'd been with them I was expecting even something this small from them. You're losing it, Anastasia. Honestly trying to detach myself at this point would be foolish, one wouldn't last on the seas alone for so long. At the very least I needed to be here until I could even attempt reaching my dream. Which meant I may get more attached to them than I wanted to, attachment lead to pain once I separated myself from them.
"See something you don't like?" The deep voice caught my attention. Turning to my right I saw Trafalgar Law leaning against the door jam. Taking my attention back to the mirror I shrugged at him. The crossed look on my face hid nothing from him, I had expected to be alone hence why my guard was down. Putting it back up, I had a schooled look on my face. He came closer to me, and I simply picked up the purple toothbrush and proceeded to brush my teeth. I didn't like the feeling of plaque on my teeth so I brushed them regularly to avoid it.
"Ana-ya?" His tone was soft, but none the less I continued with my mundane task. Rising my mouth and checking to see if I had missed any spots by running my tongue over the teeth on the top first then the bottom. Returning to the task of brushing my hair I winced as I caught on a number of bad knots. Well shit, this was going to take some time to do. Turning to my right Law was still there. Maneuvering around him I made my way to sit on the desk chair and separate the strands so I could tackle each one individually. Picking up the brush it was taken from me, starting to twist around I felt a hand hold one section of my hair and brushing it with the other. Sitting up straight for a couple moment I finally relaxed. Maybe he should disappear a bit more so he could return and this more often. Closing my eyes, I leaned back on the chair and let him work through the knots gently.
I didn't really know how much time had passed, but I knew that I had missed breakfast. Neither of us spoke while he brushed my hair, at some point he had finished with the larger knots and turned his attention to the smaller ones. Even though it was my own hair, I wouldn't have done them probably for the fact that I would be running late. Today I had promised Bepo that I'd brush his fur for him, seeing as how we were getting into warmer waters and he was shedding. Well more like losing clumps of hair each hour seemed like the better way of explaining it. Anyway, I didn't mind this version of Law. He was quiet, the constant sass and smugness wasn't there. He wasn't asking me questions like he had before when we were alone. This was the way I'd prefer to have him.
It was times like this that I wondered just how he became a pirate. Perhaps it was because I was a new member of his crew that I didn't know some things, but he seemed soft to me. Sure, coming from Pops or Ace he didn't really scream soft, but to me he was like a lost boy. There was something soothing about my captain that I couldn't quite shake. Yeah he got in my space a lot, but it seemed like it was in good fun. For at least, having him there was still a slight problem for me. No, not that it was his looks or anything, I just didn't like the way my body reacted to his. The weird sensation in my stomach, the heat in my face or the way I couldn't think quite right. It was all unnerving for me since I was normally composed to a point, in his presence sometimes I didn't quite feel that way. More like a flurry of emotions that I couldn't pinpoint. Anxiety, nervousness, trepidation, were some that I'd say I feel when he's to close.
"We will be surfacing this evening on a little island called Blue Crush. I'll be making arrangements for us to be staying in an inn for the night to get off the sub." His deep voice carried out in the silence. Nodding slightly to let him know I had heard him, I didn't feel like talking yet, and he had started again. I just liked the sensation of him brushing my hair, much like... Leaning forward a bit I felt my hair fall out of his gentle touch. Grabbing my clothes, I strolled into the bathroom and half shut the door behind me. Quickly changing into my clothes and hanging up the towel, I opened the door again and he was waiting by the hallway door. A small frown on his face as he opened it for me and nodded towards the hall.
Stepping out into the sub I turned in the direction of the galley, not really sure if Law had been behind me. Although I knew in the galley there would be one bear waiting for me, and hopefully he had breakfast with him too. Oh, and he did. Bepo was waiting at the table with his paws in his lap like he was fretting about something, hearing me enter he looked up and smiled. Right in front of him was an untouched plate of french toast, bacon, sunny side up eggs, and a glass of apple juice. Sitting next to him, he pushed the plate towards me. Saying a small thanks, I started to eat the food. Since I've come aboard I had been eating three meals a day, and could stomach all the food. Unlike the second and third day where it didn't settle all that well. The bear turned around and started to talk to Law, but I was to focused on my breakfast to care.
"Right Ana-chan?" With a piece of french toast in my mouth I, turned to look at the other two. Bepo was looking at me with admiration in his eyes, and the human male looked slightly happy. Nodding to the both of them I finished the last piece of delectable toast.
Picking up the plate I moved around the table and brought it directly into the kitchen. Chef was in there, the old man had on a chef jacket and hat while he moved about getting lunch ready. Stealthily I placed my dish into the sink and scurried out before he could see me. Chef was on the older side of the age bracket, but he let the boys know who was in charge of the food, no matter what time of the day. Just yesterday I helped him out with dinner since Jacob, who normally helped, had been called into the infirmary for a cold I guess. He was funny and had lots of tales to tell. Calls me lass and makes jokes about how one day I'll be falling on my back instead of my front one day. Shaking my head at the old perverts jokes I walked back to my favorite companion and not-so-favorite one
"Alright, where you wanna do this Bepo?" The black eyes seemed to light up as I spoke to him. Jumping out of his chair he said something about a rec room and darted off into the halls as I tried to get him to wait. Sighing heavily and placing a hand on my face, I shook my head at the over joyed bear. Just how was I going to get to this rec room? Turning around I saw Law starting to stand.
"Hey, where's the rec room?" Coming around the table he signaled me to come along with him. Silently following him, I eyed him cautiously. Just where had he been these past couple days. The sub might be big, but it wasn't that big. There was no way I could have no ran into him. Unless...
"Are you avoiding me?" It was such a stupid question, but I had to ask. That was the only way he could have slipped by me these past weeks or so. He didn't answer me though, and it irked me. I had just come aboard this sub, he didn't have any reason to be avoiding me. Hell, the way he invaded my personal space I had a reason to avoid him. Crossing my arms over my chest I followed him silently. It was a few more moments when he came to a stop, and I almost ran into him. Looking up he turned to look at me over his shoulder. There was that damn smirk.
"Did, you miss me Ana-ya?" Spinning on his heels, he leaned into my face. Leaning backwards I tried not to fall when he got to close. See, this was the Law that I hadn't been missing. I liked the other version of him better, soft, and kind. Rolling my eyes at him, I made to move past him. An arm around my waist, prevented that. Half way slamming me against the wall next to us I gasped at the slight pain in my head. Reaching back, I laced my fingers behind my pounding skull, glaring at the doctor in front of me. His smirk widened at the sight of my pain. Then he leaned in close again, but I had nowhere to back up to. Turning my head to the side I heard him tsk as he grabbed my chin and made me look at him.
"I believe you missed the last call for breakfast this morning, Anastasia." I definitely did not like the way my name rolled off his lips.
"But I did eat, now didn't I?" Pressed against wall, and trapped by his hard body I still had fire in me. He just let out a dark chuckle and I felt myself shudder at it.
"Maybe so, but that was because of Bepo, if not for him your punishment would be worse." I paled at that. This bastard already touched me enough as it is at night and now he was going to do it some more. Nope. Not gonna happen, I'm all set with this guy someone get me out of here. With my internal struggle, I forgot about the sadistic man in front of me until I felt it. A hand cradled the back of my head while his hips kept me in place. The hand holding my chin, touched my cheek, and then he was brushing his lips over mine. I froze in place.
Trafalgar Law was kissing me.
I didn't respond or even breath for the longest time. While it felt feathery soft, like I could pull away at any time I knew otherwise. The hand on the back of my head was tangled in my hair wasn't going to be letting go. It had to of been a few very brief moments, but to me felt like an eternity had passed when he finally pulled back. My lungs screamed for air, and my face was as red as a tomato. I felt the inside of my mind starting to shut down as he smirked at me. The door next to me opened and he turned around and started to walk away.
"Be sure to be on time for lunch and dinner." He raised a hand in the air making down the hall. I finally let myself breath as I turned to walk into the room when I heard him call out again. "If not, you'll have quite the surprise tonight." Needless to say, I slammed the door seconds after hearing that.
Brushing Bepo was almost therapeutic in a sense. After all of his excess hair was gone we both felt so much better. Everyone had gone down to get our lunches then we all chilled in the rec room. Three large couches circled around a table, a mini fridge for the chasers that Caleb, Jacob, and Chef needed. And large bar like area took up the space on the left. On the right, however, was an open area with mats, kind of like a workout area, only no weights. Probably was for rough housing. Needless to say, we were all having a nice buzz going, except Chef and Bepo. I questioned everyone on how they got on this crazy sub.
Chef got on because Bepo had cleared out a black-market animal ring, where he made food for the animals. To thank the bear, he came along since they had no cook at the time and I guess Law sucked at cooking. Shachi and Penguin had thought it was going to be fair to pick on a young Bepo and was put in their place by Law. After that he seemed to earn their respect and they just followed him. I just called them whipped women in the end, which was meet with laughter all around.
My story of getting thrown off a cliff and sailing into one Trafalgar Law's arms wasn't that strange. They all told me how they thought I was going to fall into the water and die. Or even worse go splat on some rocks near where I was tossed. Bepo's quick thinking and Law's commands were what saved me in the end. It was weird to think that the captain of this vessel could teleport things, mind you in the blue field, but it was still odd. I came from an odd place, know odd people like Ace, but this was still odd to me. One of the other members, Jackson, came running into the rec room saying that we had surfaced and were expected out on the deck in the next 15 minutes with overnight clothing. I just walked out and into the room I was forced to share with Law. Said captain, was nowhere to be found, but I took another shirt of his and that pair of shorts he owned. Putting them in a small bag that I had found in the closet. Everything I was wearing right now, except my shorts, had the Heart Pirate's Jolly Roger on it. If there were Marines there I'd be fucked.
I jumped out onto the deck next to Caleb and Jacob, the two brunettes weren't startled when I landed. They told me that they were instructed to wait for me personally before trying to leave. Bepo was calling out commands, telling who to go where and get what. The two boys were stuck shopping with me, for whatever I deemed necessary. A large bag of Beri was shoved in my hands by the bear and I smiled at him. Getting the okay to leave I grabbed the boys, one in each arm and dragged them off the sub. It was almost sunset and I wanted some proper feminine products for the night at least. Who was I kidding I was going to buy so much shit that they would have to carry. They were the unsuspecting pack mules I had been dying for, for a while. I tend to get lots of things when I do shopping sprees, and today was going to be no different than the last time. Only an establishment wasn't going to be burned down...yeah don't want that again.
The first shop was a regular clothing store. Grabbing two baskets, I placed one in Caleb's arms and on in Jacob's. Going through the store I picked up a number of tops, shorts, skirts, pants, and dresses. Throwing them in each basket that I felt like, and didn't bother pausing until I was in a fitting room with all 100 articles of clothing. While the two boys weren't as perverted as the others I wasn't going to display my clothing for them. I went through a number of combinations, but a few really caught my eye. A black half shirt that was mesh in the back, and a white skirt that came to about mid-thigh. I had seen a shoe store nearby that had brown knee high gladiators that would go with it. Then a short emerald green jumper that was strapless and flowy at the bottom, I like the way it moved with me when I twirled around. A black bikini, that would look good on me caught my eye as well, but for precautionary reasons I bought on in white as well. Finally a pure white sun dress that was tight around the bust but flared at my waist.
Gather the 20 outfits that I had decided on, we paid and scurried out the door towards the shoe store. That stop there I had gotten the gladiators, multiple sandals, a couple pairs of shoes, and two pairs of black combat boots. Why two? Well, when you're as lucky as me you'll lose one somewhere somehow. A couple of high heels caught my eye, and no girls closet was completed without them. After that I demanded we go into a high-class store for a few formal dresses, with Law as my captain I figured they come in handy. Making out of there I had the boys hold my bags while I went into a lingerie store. I smirked as they got red in the face, and Caleb started to bleed from his nose.
As soon as I walked in I could smell it. Cheap perfume, leather, and sex. Yup, this was definitely a store for someone like me. Compared to most girls around here I had a small chest of a full D, but then again, I didn't look like I was going to fall over. I had gained some weight back so I didn't look like a twig at least. Grabbing an assortment of undergarments, I smiled devilishly to myself when the actual lingerie came into view. I bet I could freak out the guys with this stuff, ooh yes, I could. Grabbing some of that I, made my way to the fitting room. The first piece I liked was a bustier, it was black silk at the cups, and a bone corset with it. The sheer black fabric hugged in ways that I liked, the black thong matched and I even put on some sheer black stockings. Oh yeah, mamma liked this. Getting a red teddy and a couple other ones I couldn't help but be excited for them. When I'd use them I don't know, but I'd be ready. The heels I had bought came to mind, and I smirked devilishly at them in my mind. I'd be having fun with this stuff, I knew it.
Coming out with bags from there we hit the last store of the night, a regular supplies store. I grabbed the necessities. For my monthly hell hole, I was dreading it as always, I couldn't stand it. It'd not like I'd have kids, I'm a pirate at heart, kids don't belong on the sea. Also getting shampoo and conditioner I jumped up and down excitedly, even more so when I got some jasmine, vanilla body scrub. Oh yes, I was a very excited girl to have these things. I even got myself a little bit of makeup, never know when the occasion called for it. Finally getting all the things I believed to need at the moment in time I let the boys direct me to the inn.
It was on the small size, but we only needed like 10 rooms anyways. I guess Law had made up the sleeping arrangements and I actually got my own room. I didn't know who, but someone was on the sub since it needed to be watched at all times. Clapping to myself happily me and the boys put the crap down in the room and got with everyone in the tavern. Our buzzes were gone and we needed them back, even Law was participating with us. Penguin and Shachi had a shot contest that I reffed, and in the end they both passed out at number 15. Laughing at them and leaving them on the floor I took a seat next to our captain at the bar. I ordered another shot of jack and it looked like Law was nursing some bourbon. I eyed it slightly before I shuddered at the memory.
I had flashes of familiar faces drunk off their asses. A bet going on between myself and a certain Logia user, barely being able to make it to the skies. A large figure was there to fish us out of the sea that we had fallen into. Laughter coming from all around us, and me getting chastised by the big man. Waving him off, I took to my favorite companion who was taking shots while nursing the horrible bourbon. Although I had just lost a bet, I was already in another one and this time part of the ship caught on fire. Two large hands came up and smack us upside our heads. Glaring at the swordsman behind us we started plotting his downfall only to get a swift kick into my gut, and thus flying into Ace. More laughter resonated from around us as we were almost knocked out by the normally gentle person. The rest of the night was a blur, but we had woken up tied to the mast and marker all over us. The rest of the week was spent fixing the parts of the ship we had destroyed, and sleeping on the deck.
"Don't like it?" We both were facing the crew, watching them draw on their poor passed out crew mates faces. Shaking my head, a little bit he chuckled at me. I scrunched my face up at the noise. Oddly enough I had missed it the past couple days. Even though I would never say it to his face, I would never live through that embarrassment.
"Just some bad choices with it." To say, I was surprised when a glass of bourbon was dangled in front of my face. Nope, I wasn't what so ever.
Taking it, I turned to the man who gave it to me, smirk and all I could feel the alcohol running in my system. I couldn't say that he was ugly, or just okay looking. No, I knew my captain was attractive as hell, he was downright sexy most days. The ever-present smirk just added to it most of the time, and his piercing eyes looked like he knew what I was thinking. Downing the bitter malt, I placed the glass back in his open palm. I knew I had a weird look on my face. His deep chuckle gave me tingles down my body. I smiled up at him, and he just kept on chuckling. Then I turned to look at him face on, and I realized something. He wasn't chuckling, Law was laughing, at me yes and I couldn't care.
"You should do that more often, than your creepy chuckle."
Turning more so I faced the bar I had the bartender bring us some shots of whiskey. Four in front of us I raised one to Law. Raising an eyebrow to me he took one and softly clinked it with mine. Throwing them back we must have done at least ten more. Deciding to turn around we saw that the crew had all but passed out on us. Laughing at them I had tears in my eyes from how hard I was laughing.
Penguin and Shachi had a marker on every visible piece of skin, and even on their clothing. Jacob and Caleb had ended up leaning on each other and falling sleep on a booth near us. Marcus passed out on a table, and Keith was under it cuddling with a bottle of whiskey. That guy Jackson was actually sleeping with bottles on top of him, and Chef was snoring right next to the poor sap. Getting up, correction, trying to get up Law had to swing an arm around my waist to keep me steady.
"Good news and bad news." I said to him, surprisingly I could keep my speech slur free. Placing my arm around his shoulder I let him move me somewhere. "I'm not completely drunk, and I can't walk."
The world was spinning and I kept myself anchored to the sexy doctor next to me. I heard him laugh and looked at him, the mirth in his steel eyes made me smile. I kept my eyes trained on his, while they were a gray there was some specs of blue were scattered along them. I like his eyes they were so pretty. Stumbling a bit, I looked back at the hallway, hallway? When did we get here? I thought you had to go out and around to get back to the inn from the tavern? I don't remember going outside. I wonder if the stars are out? Oh my god, I wonder if Law would let me go out and see them!
I opened my mouth to ask when we stopped in front of a room. It had 8 on it in gold fixtures, why they hell were we here? Looking up at my captain he was looking at me with a questioning gaze. Shrugging to him, he sighed and put a hand on my waistband. I reached my other hand up and placed it on his shoulder, balling it in the soft fabric of his sweatshirt. The action made me pull him closer to myself. I didn't notice until his breath was fanning over my lips. I froze. I didn't even know that we had stumbled against the door. He had one arm around my waist keeping me against his body and the other on the door beside my head. I stopped breathing temporarily, the world wasn't spinning as much here as he held me.
I could suddenly remember how soft his lips were earlier. Even if they weren't moving against mine I felt the urge to see if they would. To feel his caressing mine, right here against the door. I wasn't too far gone where I wouldn't remember this, but I don't know if he knew that. He didn't move either, and I wish I had taken someone's ability to read minds, that definitely had to be on my list somewhere along the line. I so desperately needed that now, to read his. Suddenly the world was moving, and it had to of been a dream. I wouldn't live through the embarrassment if it wasn't.
The door behind me suddenly opened and I clung on to him even more as we stumbled into the darkness. After shutting the door, we somehow managed to get to the bed. My back hit it softly and I could feel him above me. One knee between mine and his hands beside my head. I couldn't feel his breath on my face, but I knew he was just above me. Once my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I could see the faint outline of his face. Sharp, strong jawline, soft looking lips, his soul patch even looked good in this lighting. Lifting a hand up, I used it to trace the features I could see, letting them run over his soft lips. The temptation of having them on mine was building inside me now, and I didn't think I could stop myself if I did touch them.
"Ana-ya?" He was looking in my eyes, and I couldn't look away. Bringing one hand up and the other down respectively, I trailed them along his arms and over his broad shoulders. Hands knocking his hat off and running in his hair, slightly pulling at the soft strands. I pulled him down, and didn't regret it once I felt his lips over mine. They were as soft as I remembered, and I was greedily taking them in between my own. Nibbling on his bottom lip, relishing in the deep noise that came from the back of his throat. The darkness made my heart pound as I felt him lower his body to mine. Hands finding purchase on my waist, and on the back of my neck. Tilting my head to the side to get more access. His tongue gliding across the seam of my lips, and I granted him access in. Tasting him while he was tasting me, the harsh taste of whiskey came to me. I couldn't careless, I took it all, in stride as I traced my tongue over everything I could. Making sure I could map out his mouth, and know every nook and cranny of it.
Arching my body so I could feel more of him pressed to me I felt him shift. Settled in between my legs, as my own wrapped around his waist. After the need for air was too much, he moved down to my neck. I gasped once he made contact, sending little jolts of electricity down my body. I held on to his hair harder the further he went down. Sometimes nipping and licking in some spots, making me whimper as I bit back a moan. Pressing myself into him hard I could feel his body shake as he back up I felt him ghost his lips past my jaw and into my ear. I let out a soft whimper, that wasn't where I wanted his lips. I wanted them on my own, or lower on my body, the need was pulsing everywhere. My body reacting to his own too much for comfort, the coil inside of me made me squirm. I need it to either loosen up or snap, and I wanted to know what kind of colors I'd see if he snapped it.
"Time for sleep Ana."
Not moving my hands from his scalp or my legs I nodded to him. The world was starting to spot out in black now. I felt him try to pull away and I started speaking to him. He stilled and looked me in the eyes, staring into them for a long time. I pulled him back down for a chaste kiss, and I felt him take his hands off of me. I let out a low whine of protest and as soon as they left me they came back. Moving his body so he was laying next to me. Pulling me into him as he wrapped his arms around me. Both of us pulled the other as close as can be. He started talking to me, but the words were lost as I heard his heart beating fast against the muscle under my ear. Tuning everything else out, I fell asleep in his arms. No nightmare, or midnight waking up, I slept and dreamed of a white house, with two little boys running around. And I was on the porch in the arms of a man behind me.
I'm hoping to get another one out by tomorrow, since for now I'm not changing much from the orginal that I wrote. See you guys next time !