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Remember Part 21 I reached for the clock as soon as the alarm went off, already awake and having suffered a fitful night's sleep. I turned to David. He was awake as well and lie there staring quietly at the ceiling. I suspected he hadn't slept well either. I reach to touch his face, softly tracing my fingers over his cheek and lips. He gazed at me, enclosing my hand in his and kissing my fingertips. Neither of us smiled; saddened expressions conveying the thoughts running through our minds. Our time together was down to mere hours, and nothing could stop it now. I slid one leg over his, pressing against him. He released my hand and I trailed it down his body, touching him, feeling him harden under my palm. I leaned in to kiss his lips and felt his hand blazing a similar trail over me. As he gently slipped his fingers into me, I moved my lips to brush against his ear, whispering to him. "Give me something to remember you." My every thought said he would ravage me one final time, burn himself into me with abandon, branding my mind and body with his intensity, but that is not what I received. He entered me slowly; pausing to let me feel him, then just as slowly withdrew and entered me again. I wrapped my legs around his hips, drawing him into me deeper, but he pushed them down. He intended to make this last as long as possible. No demands, no pain, no wanton acts of lust. He intended to make love to me. I nearly let out a sob as the realization came over me. He nuzzled his face against my neck, kissing softly, still stroking inside tenderly. I embraced him, feeling his weight on me, feeling him in me and around me. It was so much more than physical this time, and I tried my hardest not to let the emotions get away. But it was to no avail. I felt the tears slip down my cheeks, one for every question in my mind and more for every part of me that wanted to stay this way forever. Memories told me it wouldn't work, that we were not meant to be. But then why does it feel so right now? Why after all the pain and heartache do we still want...need one another so much? "Oh David, I...I'm so sorry. I'm sorry for everything I've done to hurt you." That was truth, but that is not what I wanted to say. I couldn't tell him. I just couldn't bring the past back to life. He lifted his head to stare into my eyes, and I almost let the words slip again. He kissed the tears off my cheeks, whispering softly for me not to cry, making me remember another time when he had done just the same. Slowly, his strokes became more insistent and I willingly let the tortuous questions leave my mind, replacing it with this memory of pleasure. He lifted his body slightly off mine, looking down at me with those beautiful eyes. He raised my arms over my head, pressing my hands into the pillow with his fingers interlaced in mine. I held his gaze as I lifted my hips to meet his. My stomach tightened and my legs trembled. No, I didn't want this to end, but I couldn't stop it. I could see the same thoughts reflected in his face and my tears began to flow again. I arched against him as I came and could feel him release inside me, moaning each other's names as we came together. He released my hands and collapsed against me. I held him tightly, feeling his ragged breath against my neck. My heart forced the words finally from my throat; they came out choked, barely audible. "I still love you, David." He moved to look at me, his eyes glittering in the early morning light. He had heard me, but what would he say? I cursed myself silently for allowing that escape, the longer that he looked at me and said nothing. He brought his lips close to mine, his breath warm against me as he finally spoke softly. "I never stopped." He sealed his lips over mine, kissing away the sob that lingered in my throat. He stroked his fingers over my cheek, caressing my face as he slipped his tongue between my lips. We kissed one another hungrily, wanting to quench our thirst for each other before we had to head down the road alone. We were still joined, and I could feel him swell again inside me. I rolled him over onto his back and sat astride him. I stole a glance at the clock. We hadn't much time. I rose and fell upon him, bringing us both to the edge quickly. I needed the release; I needed to feel him, just one more time. I threw my head back as I came; crying out his name, then fell upon him. He held me and moved rapidly inside me, holding my hips in place until I felt him fill me again. Just one more time. Disturbed Fanfic Page Remember - Part 22 Copyright TMS2004-6   page created with Webpage Designer (NS)