Midnight thoughts [ Pepa/ Silvia, Los Hombres de Paco ]
Hey everyone! This is my first post here on LJ, and first off I'd ike to say a big thank you to all the great PepSi fanfic writers, and members of the PepSi community here on LJ, for inspiring me, and ighting my days with amazing fics!
[A/N]I felt the urge to write tonight and this is what came out of it. It does not contain specific Pepa/Silvia, for it can be applied to anyone really. So, since it's also applicable to PepSi, I thought I could post it here. This is my first time posting something like this, so please, be gentle =] And leave comments. I love comments. I used to write fanfic for the Alex/Marissa pairing, but I stopped writing altogether somewhere in 2007. I might have lost my touch a bit. Just a warning.
Title: Midnight thoughts
Pairing: Just imagine it as Pepa/Silvia
Rating: Uhm...no idea...hints of sexy time though
Summary: Totally A/U. Totally made up =]
Spoilers: Nopes.
Guess that's all to tell.
Hope you enjoy the read!
Take care,
Esther.
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I lie in bed, pretending to sleep.
My eyes are closed and I listen to the sounds of your deep breathing.
The covers are lying around our bare waists, but I’m not cold.
I slowly crack my eyes open, and turn my head to look at the alarm clock on the bedside table. The alarm says 2.34 AM.
We’ve been lying here for a while now, but I’m not sleepy. Just listening to the sounds you make while you’re asleep half on top of me is enough to keep me awake all night and not get drowsy at all. I love hearing the soft pound of your heart against my side. The feel of your arm draped across my stomach, and your breaths on my neck. I love how we fit perfectly together. How you make me feel vulnerable and strong at once being skin on skin with you; there’s nothing that’s more comfortable.
My left hand is resting on your arm that’s lying on my stomach, and with my other hand I softly stroke your hair. You mumble incoherent words in your slumber and I softly chuckle at the weird sounds. You’re so adorable, especially in your sleep. Because that is one of the rare times that you’re completely vulnerable, and have your walls and guards down.
Only with me, you are able to show your true self. And I cherish every moment of it.
Because it was hard to get you to open up to me this way.
I start remembering the first time I saw you.
I know when we first met; I couldn’t get a grip on you. I fell for you the first time I saw you and wanted to get to know you instantly.
But you put your walls up so incredibly high, that it was a struggle for me to bring them down.
I’d try everything; I’d try to get you to open op to me by telling you my deepest secrets. I’d try to open you up by asking too many questions.
And I don’t know what it was, but it finally worked after long midnight conversations. You’d start opening up to me and I’d let you speak until you thought I heard enough, but I pushed on until you told me everything.
When you’d cry I’d try to comfort you by laying a hand on your back or your shoulder.
But seemingly that wasn’t enough because you would always pull me in for a hug. Not that I was complaining, I just didn’t want you to find out my feelings for you, and was scared of acting on my impulses if I’d be the one to initiate body contact.
Somehow you cracked, and we got closer than ever.
We spent so much time together laughing, crying and sharing our deepest selves, that after a while we were so comfortable with each other, and developed such a great deal of trust, that when it came to the topic of love and asked each other if we liked someone, we only had to look in each others eyes and find the truth there.
We locked eyes, and inched closer. Both looking to each others lips and eyes, we slowly came closer and closer, till our noses touched. Surprisingly you closed the gap between us fully, and showed me what it was to be loved. You gave me kisses like I never experienced before, with your soft, tender lips and your emotions so raw it made my mind swirl. When we broke apart, I saw the most beautiful smile ever glanced my way, and if possible, I fell even harder for you.
When I drove you home that night, you gave me a lingering kiss. You had your arms draped around my neck, while I held you close to me by wrapping my arms around your waist.
That evening we knew that what we were looking for all this time was each other.
I wanted to go slow with you. We were both eighteen, and hadn’t experienced what it was to be loved or love someone else yet. But I also wanted to go slow with you because you were special, and I wanted our first time to be perfect.
So on our 2 month anniversary; I did everything in my power to make it the most perfect anniversary I could. As I picked you up from your place, I could see the emotions behind your eyes clearly. You were nervous, but when you kissed me it ignited a fire in me I never thought I would experience. When you ended it and grabbed my hand, you smirked and winked at me. I melted inside.
The date I had planned for us went by better than I could’ve imagined. After taking you to your favourite restaurant, I brought you home with me. Since I still lived with my parents, I asked them to leave for the night so we could be alone. They happily went on a date of their own, and honestly, I didn’t even hear them getting back in the middle of the night.
But maybe I didn’t hear them because I was slightly distracted.
Because when we came home, I led you up to my room, where I lit almost a hundred candles, set everywhere around the room. You were in awe, and just stood, looking at the image in front of you. I hugged you from behind and put my hands on your stomach and softly kissed your neck. You turned around and whispered in my ear how much you loved this, and you complemented me on my thoughtfulness and care. And when you put your right hand on my cheek and your left on my shoulder and kissed me, I was in heaven.
I deepened the kiss and slowly walked us to my bed, where I laid you down, to cover you with myself. I looked into your eyes for assurance; that you wanted this as much as me, and I got the confirmation I was looking for when you started pulling my shirt over my head, making me feel exposed and vulnerable. Feeling insecure and slightly embarrassed for my upper half being semi-naked, I looked down and averted your piercing eyes. We were silent, until you gently lifted my chin and looked into my eyes, whispering it was okay and that you found me beautiful. That you were nervous too, but wanted this as much as I did.
Overwhelmed by my feelings I laid us back down and kissed you with as much love I could give you. Moments later our clothes were a nice, colourful pile on my bedroom floor, as we fell into our passion. That night we truly discovered what it was like to feel loved, and love another. Completely, wholly. We spent hours discovering each others bodies, each others lust and passion, as we melted into one. It was a night I could never forget.
When we woke up the next morning, you were laying half on top of me, arm draped across my stomach, legs intertwined. I laid my left hand on your arm, and my right was softly stroking your hair.
I smile at the memories of our first moments.
I look down at our bodies and my grin widens.
You moved you hand from my stomach to my chest, trying to find my heartbeat in your sleep.
I kiss the top of your head, and breathe in the scent of your hair. I can’t help but be wide awake.
I kiss your head again, and you nuzzle your face deeper into my shoulder. You hair tickles me and I can’t help but giggle. Woken by the sudden movement my body makes because of the giggling, you slowly turn your head up to look at me. Your voice thick with sleep, you ask me why I’m still awake. I kiss your nose and you can’t help but crinkle it, my kiss softly tickling you. I whisper that I thought about our first meeting, first kiss and first time, and you smile. I can see twinkling in your eyes as you remember too. ‘’I wouldn’t want anybody else’’, you tell me and I melt all over again as I can see the sincerity and love in your eyes. I must be the luckiest woman in the world to experience such emotions. You kiss me on my lips, and tell me to turn on my side. As I face away from you I can feel you scooting closer to me and wrap your arms around me. I’ve never felt safer than in your arms. You kiss my shoulder blade, up to my neck, while your hands roam my stomach and sides. I lift my arm to hold your neck and face close to me as I love how you’re making me feel, and soon after we fall into our, now familiar, passion. As you show me your love, I can’t help but feel complete. I can’t help to feel loved in the most delicate, beautiful way ever experienced by mankind, and I can’t stop my heart from bursting with love for you. We show each other what love is until the early hours of dawn, until we both fall asleep, bodies intertwined, never intending to let go of what we found, with permanent smiles plastered on our sleeping faces.