TheGentleQuartz said:
LustyDude4U said:
Time almost froze as I lay there with you, the rhythm of our hearts drumming in unison to one another as I slowly broke away from our kiss and took another look into your sparkling blue eyes. Never had I even dreamed of such incredible joy, such divine pleasure, such an overwhelming obsession for a single person, thoughts of you consumed my mind to the point that I could hardly recall my own name. But I didn't care who or what I was anymore as I took your hands in my own, letting our fingers intertwine and nuzzling my nose against yours as the words I never expected to say tonight softly passed through my lips.
''...I love you.'' I whispered, not breaking eye contact as my hips slowly began to move against yours. ''I love you Rose...I love you, more then I thought was possible for one man to be capable of. Every beautiful inch of your perfect body, every golden lock of hair on your heard, every enchanting word you speak, everything!
I want it all, more then any trinket or treasure, more then any cheap thrill, nothing short of your smile will even begin to make me feel this alive, this happy, this complete. I never want you to suffer through another lonely night for as long as you live.'' My voice was shaken from the pure adrenaline of the moment but each word was laced with a passion that came from my very core. The sensual grinding of our bodies had escalated into thrusts that sent tremors throughout the floorboards beneath us and beads of sweat began to roll down my backside.
I can barely focus on what you say after those first few words, the ones I never thought I'd hear again. I half-laugh as I choke back tears from a mix of emotions I'm not even sure I can completely identify.
"Edwin... you're going to make me cry. I love you too, and not just because I'm lonely. I never thought I could feel this way about anyone ever again! I know you didn't come here just as some sort of thrill seeker, Goddesses' sake, when you took your shirt off I saw the dagger up your sleeve, but I don't care! I know you aren't the same man who first came in here, and I want you to see my smile every day! There's an empty space in my bed, and an empty chair at my table. I don't just want you for the night, I want you in my life! I love you!" My voice may be weak from the rush of emotion and sensation which has overtaken me, but every word still manages to escape my lips with abundant clarity. Right now, you're the only thing I want in this world, the only thing I can think about. It's also wonderful to think that I no longer have to keep myself from getting too hopeful, that I no longer need to label this in my mind as simply "sex." We're really and truly making love. I begin to pump my hips in time with your thrusts, our sweaty moonlit bodies moving as one. "I love you," I whisper with rapid breath and pounding heart.
(Just gonna tack on a wee epilogue; feels weird to leave the story incomplete. If you do come back by unlikely chance, we can just ignore this and say it's non-canon.)
How long our lovemaking lasts, I'm not certain, knowing only that it's long enough for the moon to dip out of sight and the stars to shift in the sky, though I do know already in my heart that our love will last forever. When at last we lie together in the dark, clutched tightly in each other's arms, your seed filling and warming my womb, I shut my eyes and rest my head against you.
"Let's go home," I whisper.
Once we're clothed and on our feet, you seem hesitant to let me open the door to the corridor. I'm not entirely surprised, having assumed whatever you first came here for would be a source of danger in the castle. I simply smile and nod, neither caring nor wanting to know the details. Instead, I go back to the storage room, lifting a hatch built into the floor to reveal a stairway. A route to the outside, designed so I could cart refuse out to the heap without having to pass through the main corridor. I clutch your hand as we step out into the cool night air. The rain has slowed to the slightest drizzle, and the sky is beginning to lighten. Here we are, I the young widow no longer to be alone, and you the hardened criminal who has chosen a gentle life with a family. We never look back as we head down into the village below where my home... our home... awaits, walking hand in hand as the first light of the dawn begins to peek over the horizon. Maybe there are no stories that end with "happily ever after," but this isn't an ending. The new day, and our new lives, are only just beginning.