M O This story contains mildly explicit s*x, but D hopefully tastefully done. This story is m/f E S These characters are not mine, but belong to T TPTB of Forever Knight. Y SPACE 8) ************************************************************************ "Forever, My Love" by Mel Moser, 1996 The moon was just setting as Natalie climbed the dark steps up to her apartment. Searching for her keys, she nearly stumbled backwards down the stairs as she was startled by the dark figure near her door. "Here, let me help you," a soft voice whispered nearly in her ear. Cool hands took the keys from her hand and unlocked her door. "Have you been waiting long?" Nat wondered aloud. "Long enough." His voice sounded impatient. He helped her into the apartment and removed her coat. "I've been thinking about this all night." Nat had barely closed the door when he pulled her tight against him and began kissing her long and passionately, her mouth parting beneath his demanding lips and tongue, her body molding itself again his. His hands stroked down her back, cupped her buttocks, then pulled her harder against him and his growing arousal. Nat moaned in delight and nibbled down his jaw to his earlobe and began to suckle there gently. "I thought of this too," she said huskily in his ear. His hands moved up her back, massaging the tension and weariness there away. Her hands stroked his strong shoulders and began unbuttoning his shirt. Soon, pieces of their clothing, hastily discarded, lay about the living room and trailed behind them as they kissed their way into the bedroom. They tumbled backards into the bed. Nat chuckled at his grunt of pain and pushed playfully against his chest. He laughed, the sound rumbling in his chest. He pinned her to the bed with his legs, his rough against her smooth silky ones. He nibbled his way down her cheek to her neck and throat while his hands found her ticklish spots and she squirmed beneath him, giggling in delight. His kisses became more urgent and demanding as their playful foreplay turned more serious and intense. He kissed her sweet honey lips, ran his fingers through her long curly tresses, and down her neck to stroke and lovingly cup each full breast. Nat moaned in delight, her laughter turning rapidly to passion as she felt her body grow hot with desire and need. Her fingers sifted through his hair and down his neck to caress his strong shoulders and biceps. His skin was hot to her touch. Nat nibbled at his shoulder while his hands cupped her breasts, his fingers tugging lightly at each raised nipple. Nat arched her back, her hips raising to press up against him. His arousal pressed into her soft belly and they both groaned in anticipation. He kissed down her cheek to her jaw, back and forth laying kisses, and then down her chin and neck to her throat, where he kissed and nibbled her soft skin, licking tenderly at her delicate skin along the way. His hands dropped lower, his legs moving to part hers as he cupped her soft mound and with his fingers, discovered she was hot and damp, just waiting to be filled by him. Nat reached up and grabbed his firm buttocks, pulling him down so his hips ground into hers. He groaned deeply. His mouth moved down to torture her aroused nipples with long, deep suckles that left her gasping for air. Her hands stroked his chest, and traced rapid circles in the slight swirls of his chest hair. She wrapped her legs around him, and he chuckled. "Eager, my love, aren't we?" he whispered against her skin. "Only for you," she whispered back, right before his mouth took hers again. He shifted his weight on top of her and in one quick movement, plunged deep into her hot, wet core. Nat groaned in ecstasy. He quickly began moving within her, his hands taking each of hers, entwining their fingers, then laying them softly on the pillows. He looked deep into her eyes, fascinated by the growing passion and love he saw there, as it grew with each movement, each wave that took them higher and higher towards completeness. His hot body pressing down on and within her, each rhythmic pulse taking them closer and closer, the world disappearing into nothingness but their closeness, their oneness with each other. And just before that peak, the summit of their desires, he kissed her deeply and repeated her name and words of love over and over as they climaxed together. Nat cried out and pulled him heavily and tightly against her and echoed those words of love back at him. She felt the cool smoothness of her wedding ring between her finger and his smooth back and smiled contently against the neck of her husband as they both floated softly back down to earth. Together. Forever he had said and forever it would be. For this lifetime and the next. "I love you, Nat," he said aloud, rolling over and pulling her tight against him. "Forever?" she asked. "Forever." Nick kissed her lightly at the temple. Nat smiled as she let the soft beating of his heart lull her to sleep. *finis* ************************************************************************** Comments, hugs, Nick in that satin bathrobe gratefully welcome.