miracle (miracle) wrote in luke_noah, @ 2007-10-27 08:09:00 |
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Entry tags: | -[luke/noah]-, fanfic, fanfic: [atwt], fanfic: rating: mature, » by: rhardin |
Goodbye me lover
Original poster: rhardin
Just something that came to when while listen to Goodbye my lover.
Luke thinks backs.
NC-17
There is a death in the fic.
I bet'd this my self so again i'm sorry for anything i missed.
I closed my eyes not fighting back the tears any more. They won’t stop and there is no sense trying to make them. I could hear someone behind me saying things like ‘should we do something, should we go up to him, he’s been standing there for an hour.’
I swallowed hard and wiped my face. I touched his face once again. I run my fingers along his check and over his lips. I’m shacking even thought it’s not cold. It is very hot today. I turn around unsure what to do next. Michael walked up to me.
“Come on man lets get some fresh air” he said and pulled my arm. I have no will to fight him so I followed him outside. He led me past the parking lot full of my friends and family and we end up at a bench. He sat me down and I cover my face with my hands. I didn’t think I could cry anymore but I did. My whole body was shacking and I feel him pull me close. I know he doesn’t know what to say to me. I mean who does. I’m sorry for you lose. Yeah I know. But Michael is better then that. I’m not sure how long we sat there before he finally said something. He pulled away from me.
“What was the last thing you said to him” he asked me.
I looked up and wiped my face.
“I love you” I said to him.
“You’re lucky” he said handing me a cigarette.
He’s right. I was lucky. I’ve heard stories from my friends about the last thing they said to a loved one. Words like I hate you, get out of my life. Fuck you. Stupid things you don’t mean to say and things you planed on fitting later. Saying I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean it. They had planed on the best make up sex and doing things they wouldn’t do before, to make up for what was said. They wait and wait, for their loved one to return home. Maybe a fancy dinner had been cooked. Candles burnt until they go out and still no one came home. Then they get that call. You know the one. The one we all fear. The one that tells us “I’m sorry for you loose but we did everything we could”. There is no time to fix what was said. No time to even say goodbye. Nothing. It’s just done.
So I am lucky for that. I closed my eyes and took a drag off my cigarette.
I looked at the mirror and brushed my hair out my face.
“I am so fucking tired” I said. “I final week is kicking my ass” I smiled as I felt his arms wrap around me. He pulled me close.
“I love you” he said.
“I love you to” I said as he kissed the side of my neck. It sent a chill down body. I leaned back into him and closed my eyes. He placed a few kisses on my neck and rocked us from side to side.
“What’s this about” I asked as he took my hands in his and lifted them up to him mouth. He kissed my hand and rested them on my chest.
“It’s a special night” he said in a whisper. His breath so soft it made my hair stand up on the back of my neck.
“It is” I said I know what he was talking about. It was the day in my, our life that neither one of us would forget.
“It’s been two years today” He said and touched my face. He ran his hand down my check and slide it down my neck.
“I’m surprised you remembered” I said as he again put our hands on my chest. I don’t know why I said that. He would never forget that day, our day. But he didn’t seem to mind.
“It was the start of a new life for me. For use” he said and turned me around to face him. He rested his head on mine and wrapped his arms around my hips and pulled me close. He lifted my chin up and moved forward. Our lips can together and I closed my eyes. He pulled away just a little.
“Come with me” he said and pulled me out of the restroom. He guided me to our room.
“You out did you self love” I said and looked around. Their where candles lit all around the room. The light’s where dime. The bed was covered with rose petals. Soft music was playing setting the mood.
“This night needs to be special” he said as we reached the bed. He sat down and placed his hands on my side.
I swallowed hard as he lifted my shirt and pulled it over my head. He tossed it to the floor.
“You’re shacking” he said and stood up. He placed the back of his hand on my face and ran it down my chest stopping at my jeans.
“I want this” I said as he undid my jeans and slide them down. I stepped out of them. He quickly removed his pants. He pulled me down and I laid myself on him. He again kissed my neck. He rolled us over and turned me on my back. He sat on my stomach and looked down at me. I couldn’t stop myself as I was shacking all over. He reached over to the night stand and picked up two wine glasses.
“To you” he said
“To you” I said.
He smiled "To us" he said and lifted my head up just a bit. He put the glass to my lips and I let to cold liquid slide down. He empted his as well. He pulled the empty glass away and returned them to the night stand.
He smiled at me and moved down to my legs. He took me in his hand and I come to life at his touch. I gasped just and bit as he slide his fingers up and down me. He leaned down and took me in his mouth. He ran his tongue up and down my shaft.
I reached back behind my head and graded the pillow I was laying on. I pulled it around my ears and bit my bottom lip. What he did to me, the way he worked me in his mouth, should be banned. I had to force myself to breath as his mouth slide over the tip of my cock. His tongue traced the tip, his lips doing what only he could do with them. He sits up and licks his lips.
“Breath” he reminded me.
He placed his finger in his mouth and I lifted myself up just a bit. He placed his finger at my entrance and slowly pushed it in side me. I cry out just a bit and have to force myself not to cum right there. He pushed his finger in and out of me. Doing his best to help loosen me up. He entered in a second finger and I couldn’t help myself and cum all over my chest.
He smiled as he slide in a 3rd finger. I closed my eyes and tighten my grip on the pillow. He took his other hand and wipes my chest clean. He then slides his hand up and down himself, coating it.
I again tried to catch my breath as he slide is finger out of my and pushed the tip inside me.
“Oh fuck” I screamed out. I was never a quit lover. I screamed his name, yelled out words, all kinds of words good ones and not so good ones. Because of that we had been kicked out of many hotels. He on the other hand was very quite. He almost never made a sound. But he never needed to. I could see it all in his eyes.
“Shit” I yelled as he pushed his way inside me. He side himself in and out of me slowly at first then picking up speed. I’m not sure what words and sounds can out of my mouth as he worked his magic on me. We climaxed at the same time, both cuming on my chest. He pulled out of me and reached for a towel. He wiped my chest clean. He lowered himself down on me and kissed me. He wrapped his arms around me and broke the kiss. He turned us over again and laid on his back. I took his hand and rested my head on his chest.
“That was amazing” I said tighten my grip on his hand.
“It was all for you” he said squeezing my hand back.
I smiled and closed my eyes.
“I thought I was tired before” I said.
“Get some rest” he said and ran his hand though my hair and brushed my bangs out of my eyes. He pulled me close for one more kiss. One that seemed to stop time. You know the one, where you sure you heart just skipped a beat. Neither one of us wanted to end the kiss but the need for air over took us nor we both pulled away.
“I love you” I said
“I love you too” he said. I dozed of soon after that feeling his hand run down my hair and back over and over.
I don’t remember much after that. I remember waking up before him. I walked into the bathroom took care of business. I walked back into the room.
“Are you going to sleep all day” I asked him. He didn’t move. I slowly walked over to the bed. I touching his face and tears came to my eyes.
“Oh god” I said and shock him. Nothing. I took his hand in mine and lowered myself down next to him. I kissed his hand and let it fall to the bed. I was shacking again.
“Please no Noah” I cried. “You can’t leave me. Not now, I’m not ready. I still need you. What am I going to do without you? Who will help me be ok. Please, I‘m not ready.” I think I said. I couldn’t stop shacking. I picked up the phone. I don’t remember much after that. I think was sitting in the corner when they can. I remember crying when they took his body out of the front down. I remember being taken back inside when I tried to follow him out. I still was naked.
I opened my eyes and stood up. Most people would have asked me if I was ok. Michael didn’t. I slowly walked away from him.
“I can’t believe this happened” I heard someone say.
“A brain aneurysm. He was so young”
Michael took a hold of me and pulled me away. I could feel the tears again. He took me somewhere and I fell to the ground. I pulled my legs close to my chest and rest my head on them. I was still shacking. I haven’t’ stopped since that night.
“When your ready” Michael said backing up again.
I look at him and hold my hand out. He helps me up and together we walk back inside.
I lay my head on his chest as we sit down in the back.
“Do you think he’ll be ok?”
“What is he going to do?”
I heard over and over. But Michael said nothing. He just sits and waits. Waits for me.
Finely I look up at him. “I’m ready” I said so soft I wasn’t sure he heard me. But he did. He helped me up and we walked out his arm around mine.
“I’m ready” I said again.