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Title:
Becoming one...
Part: 1/1
Rating: pg13 (considering that it's "slash")
Author: Jenn
Email: rozzy285@yahoo.com
Disclaimer: If I owned 'em..I wouldn't be broke! =)
Sex is so overrated. At
least, that's what I used to think. I used to assume that
the only reason people did it, was for a cheap thrill.
I never stopped to think
that, just maybe, some people did it as an act of love.
As a way to show, without words, how they felt for each
other. I never thought about the fact that maybe 'making
love' is the closest two people can ever be, without
becoming one person.
I wonder, now, as I'm
lying here awake, watching her sleep beside me, if maybe
becoming one person is such a bad thing. It's already too
late for me to change the fact that most of the time, I
can't breathe without her. And that sometimes, that thin
line between us, fades, to the point where I can't see
where I end, and she begins. I didn't mind before and I
certainly don't mind now. She means the world to me and
without her, everything is empty. I thought we were close
before..and we have been since day one. But after
tonight, everything is going to change. Of course, no one
will know, for now, but us...but we don't care. It just
meant the less of ourselves and our time, that we'll have
to share with the rest of the world.
Until tonight, the words
'making love' meant nothing more to me, than 'a guy and a
girl, sleeping together'...but I know now, that that's
not always the case. I never thought it just meant 'two
people, worshipping each other...body, heart..and soul,
to show their love.' Though, before tonight, I had never
experienced either.
I rolled over, taking my
eyes off of her, to look at the clock on my bedside
table. It read twelve thirty-one in bold red numbers.
Everyone else in the house was asleep. My parents, they
always go to bed early and I suspect that my brother, Max
had been in bed for some time, now, too. Then again,
everyone thought that we had been, too, a lot longer than
any of them had been.
Tess had been coming
over, more and more often, here lately. My mother loved
having her around almost as much as *I* did....but her
reasons were merely because Tess no longer had any kind
of parental figure in her life..and my mom had taken it
upon herself, to see that Tess always knew that she was
welcome in our house. Of course, I had no complaints.
I can't tell you when
things started happening between the two of us. They just
sort of, did. Though, up until tonight, it had never
progressed beyond kissing and sharing my bed with her, on
nights when neither of us wanted to be alone....but
still, it was never more than kissing. Something about
tonight..was just...different. We had been lying there,
talking, like always, but this time, when the kissing
started, neither of us wanted it to stop.
And we didn't.
One thing led to
another. Several times, I might add. And now, here we
are, in my bed. I can't sleep. I'm feeling far too
restless, so I moved back to my previous position of
watching Tess as she lay against me. Tucking my left arm
underneath my head, I wrapped the other around the
smaller girl, pulling her back, firmly against my body.
The feel of her bare flesh, on mine, was a feeling that I
didn't, soon, want to forget. I need to sleep, I know,
but I didn't want to try without having her in my arms.
Resting my cheek against her soft golden curls, I closed
my eyes, inhaling the scent of, what I guessed was, her
shampoo. It was almost intoxicating. Not that I knew what
intoxication felt like. That was a question I'd have to
save for Max.
As I lay there, unmoving
in an attempt to clear my head, I felt Tess lightly stir,
entangling her legs with mine. It was amazing how
comfortable we've gotten with each other, but then, the
amount of intimacy that we showed each other tonight, had
been the final step in bridging the small gap that had
still been between us. It was so different than being
around humans. Even though they say and act like we're no
different from them, I still see that small amount of
fear, worry, curiosity and amusement that will cross
their faces if we use our powers around them. I guess
that's always going to be a 'given'..but that doesn't
mean that it unsettles me any less. With Tess, though,
nothing phases her, because she's like me...and she
understands me. In some ways, we're completely
different...in others, we're the same.
I sighed deeply at my
distaste for my lack of sleep. We had school in the
morning and I knew, already, that I was going to come
home with extra homework, due to sleeping in class. But I
didn't want to fall asleep and wake up to the bright,
early morning sun, shining in my face. I wanted this
night to last forever.
"Isabel?"
I was surprised to hear
Tess's soft voice.
"Yeah?" I
answered, wondering just how long she'd been awake.
"Thank you,"
she whispereed, resting her arm next to mine around her
waist, entwining our fingers.
"For what?" I
asked, gently squeezing her hand and pulling her a little
closer.
"For giving me
this..." Tess paused. Just as I was about to ask her
what she meant, she finished. "For giving
me...family. With you....I just, I-" she paused
again. "I..don't feel so alone anymore."
"Tess..." I
breathed, burying my face into the curve of her neck.
I let my lips rest
gently on her naked shoulder, then again, kissing my way
up. When I got closer to her jawline, Tess turned in my
embrace, to look up at me. Neither of us spoke, but we
didn't need to. After a moment of comfortable and
understanding silence, our mouths met in, yet, another
gut-wrenching, heartfelt kiss. It seemed to last forever,
but ended far too soon.
Once we had settled
comfortably back into my pillow, I pulled Tess tightly to
my body again, and sighed. Only, this time, it was a sigh
of contentment, because I knew now, that I would soon be
asleep and that, when I woke up....Tess would still be
there, and everything would be alright.
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