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Chapter Twenty-Three The morning after [DON'T TEASE ME, CARLA.]
Claire’s eyes opened to the sun shining through their hotel window. She turned over in the bed and laid her head on wiL’s bare chest. He was still asleep. She stared at him for a moment, then propped herself on her elbow and used the forefinger on her other hand to trace over his tattoos. wiL had a lot of tattoos, most of which anyone could see when he was wearing a sleeveless shirt but he had a lot of tattoos across his chest, which her fingers were beginning to explore. As she decided which tattoos to start with, her eyes lingered on the tattoo on his neck, the one that said ‘Love will tear us apart’. It was a song by Joy Division, which he probably got in memory of a friend. But as she looked at it, she couldn’t help but think of their relationship. She was praying to any higher power was up there that love wouldn’t tear them apart and that they would be together at least until the world ended. wiL’s eyes slowly opened as she began to trace over the pentagram in the middle of his chest. He smiled then grabbed her hand and pulled her down onto his chest and into a kiss. Claire blushed; even though they had just been married to him, she couldn’t help but blush, especially since she knew that he wasn’t wearing anything under the bed sheet. “Good morning, Claire,” wiL whispered into her ear, then kissing her on the neck. “Good morning,” she said, still blushing and now blushing even more. “Wow…I wish we had more time. Then it would really be a good morning,” he said, grinning, as pulled her on top of him. She made a small squealing noise. “Well, I guess we have a little more time,” said Claire, her hand running down past his chest. “That’s the spirit,” he said, his hands tattooed with the words ‘Live Fast’ wandering across her body. It ended up being a very good morning.
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Troy woke up first, staring at his new wife lying next to him in bed. Her breathing was even and smooth, which made him pout a little because he knew Sami was asleep and he didn’t want to wake her but he wanted her very badly. Sami slowly opened her eyes and was nearly jumped on by her husband. “Troy!” She managed to say between his frantic kisses. “What?” “Can I go to the bathroom first?” She asked sheepishly. Troy made a loud sigh as she kissed him on the cheek then pushed him off her. As she slipped out of bed, Troy made a loud whistling noise. Sami couldn’t help but blush as she put on the complimentary hotel bathrobe. As Troy waited for her in bed, he stared around the room and realized what a war zone the two of them had made it look. Sami’s wedding dress was crumpled in the middle of the floor because Troy couldn’t get it off of her fast enough. His suit and tie were close to the dress because she wanted him just as badly. They had overturned chairs and ripped some of the wallpaper off the walls. They had pretty much gone crazy and pulled out every position and place they could think off. Sami came out of the bathroom and jumped back into bed as quickly as she could. “Up for another round?” She asked. “You know it,” he told her and couldn’t have her fast enough.
the five of us are d y i n g .
S E X L 3 X I A · Tue Jan 30, 2007 @ 08:08pm · 2 Comments |