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Aug 02, 2006 03:49

If anyone had asked me a week ago if I thought Jenny Calender would be in my home after I rescued her from an evil vicious vampire I would have thought they had gone mad. Just hours ago I did just that. I braved the most vicious vampire of all time to save the woman I love without a second thought and I lived to tell about it. I look at my ( Read more... )

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techno_pagan August 2 2006, 09:29:13 UTC
All of this was so surreal, only yesterday morning; I’d told him I loved him, the chiasm of betrayal, dividing us, for what I’d figured would be an eternity.

Here I sat, scantily clad as he took care of me. “No, Dr. Giles,” I teased, attempting not to wince in pain, but my body betrayed me.

“Well, it doesn’t hurt as bad as it looks. And food well, that would be great.” I smiled looking up at him.

“You look tired, England, everything will be okay, we’ll get through this, we always do.”

Lifting my hand, fingers curling toward the palm, my index finger, crooked and straightening in a ‘come hither motion,’ quietly I whispered,

“Kiss me alive, again.”

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frisky_watcher August 2 2006, 09:41:27 UTC
When did this woman become such a seductress? Dear Lord she will be the end of me. "And if I...oh bloody hell." I try to resist, to tend to her needs and all I long to do is love her, kiss her, allow my body to melt together with hers.

I lean in, longing to kiss her passionatly, yet resisting. I kiss her gently, my lips pressing to hers as my fingers tangle within her hair. I pull back just enough to speak moments into the kiss. "I..I don't wish to take advantage of you."

There it was, the one fear that still lie unspoken within me. I feared that if I gave into what she wanted it would only be me taking advantage of her fragile state. If I am to protect her I mustent give into my desires just yet.

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techno_pagan August 2 2006, 09:48:14 UTC
“Oh, yeah, I .. I understand, Rupert.” A deep warm blush flooding my cheeks, and I turn my head away.

“How about some coffee or tea,” I say lightly, hoping the moment will pass, and it does.

“Food will be here soon, and I should go check on my clothes, after all it is light out and then I should be on my way.”

“Would you be a dear and make it while I go change?” It hadn’t occurred to me that wearing his clothes would be inappropriate, but for him, it was and yet again, I done it.

“Good going, Jenny,” I uttered under my breath, and went to the bathroom to change.

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frisky_watcher August 2 2006, 09:54:05 UTC
I stopped her, she wasn't going to run. "Stop Jenny." I say worried. "Don't do this. Please allow me to care for you, and the clothes you have on are just fine for now." I explain.

I guide her back to the front. "Please." I beg once more.

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