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You by Jrockerbutterbean
I awoke to hearing your heartbeat play a soft melody in my ear. Its sweet sound soothes, yet hypnotizes me with its gentle thuds. My head, lying on your chest, unknowingly follows the steady rhythm the rise and fall that your breathing made. I just stayed there a few minutes, nuzzled in the crook of your neck, breathing in the scent that was unmistakably you and listening to the symphony caused by your sleeping. I lifted my head as I feel you shift beneath my weight. Careful not to wake you, I peel our entwined limbs apart. I scooted up a little and turned on my side to get a full view of your sleeping form. I eyed every inch I seen and just laid their in awe. You are so beautiful. I lifted a hand to your face and gently moved the loose strands of chestnut-colored hair that assaulted your eyes enjoying the feather-like feel as they caressed my fingertips. Moving my fingers from your eyes, I trace them down your mirthful cheeks down to your jaw line then I ran them across your lips. I left them there feeling goosebumps crawl up my arm and down my back. The touch of them triggered my memory. Vivid images of out first night together danced in my mind. Remembering how the moon casted shadows of our needing bodies on the wall that opposed the window. Remembering the entrancing touch of your skin on mine. Even now as I run my hand down the side of your arm, my goosebumps are double-timing and I am chilled with pure delight at the feel of you. The soft, naked planes of your chest and stomach were next on my expedition. Your skin there is like silk; soft and delicate, as if applying too much pressure would surely cause its demise. My hand slowly worshipped every inch it explored, letting no territory of your torso go untouched. My memory of us returned to my mind, yet again. Mental pictures of me kissing and exploring the very same anatomy I had beneath my fingers rolled like a movie in my head. I closed my eyes to see them more elaborately:
Your arms around my neck...... All these images of you are treasures to me. They are irreplaceable. Making love to you has given me more of an elated feeling than anything ever created in what sorry story I can call my past. I know I may sound exaggerative, but you have no idea how you make me feel; what kind of effect you have on me. I open my eyes to see you sweetly gazing at me with those violet orbs I so often drown in. I smile and brush your cheek with the back of my previously endeavoring hand. "Hey, stud, are you enjoying yourself?" you said with a slight chuckle referring to the act of my traveling digits. "Yeah." "I'll give you a dime if you give me a penny for your thoughts." you turned on your side to match me still wearing that grin of yours I love so much. "Just doing some thinking." "What about?" You yawned, covering your mouth. "You." I answered honestly, "Always, you." "Really?" you inquired getting interested. Your grin widened. "Really." I replied and you moved in a little closer to me until our bodies pressed together. There goes those goosebumps again. "Why is that?" This time you brushed your lips over mine, not yet a kiss. "Because that's where you're sewn." I reached down and grabbed your free hand, placing it on the side of my face. I situated it where your fingers were laying on my temple and your palm on my cheek and jaw. "Here...," I said before I kissed the palm of your hand and slid it down my neck to rest on my chest, "...and here." I then leaned forward and finished the kiss you had just teased me with moments earlier. We lingered like this for a few seconds until the need for air broke us. You rubbed your nose against mine and then pressed our foreheads together savoring the moment. "You're sweet like candy, you know that, Heero?" "I try." Pushing me on my back, you then laid tender open-mouthed kisses along my neck and collarbone. I could feel your smile on the sensitive flesh there. Next, you lay on top of me and nuzzled my neck in the same manner I had done to you a little bit ago. Feeling you glued to me again gave me a sense of relief. Like nothing else mattered but this night. It seemed like this whole time I was trying to convince myself that this was a real. That you were really with me -- and indeed you were. You give me this feeling of certainness, contentment, a feeling of.....completion. "Heero?" I hear you ask me, breaking my thoughts, "Can I ask you serious question?" "Of course." "Do you..... love me?" I pause only for a moment to make you look at me. I claim your mouth with mine again and speak softly when we broke, "Duo, with every breath I take."
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