will_scarlett | Nightmares in Shatter

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Nightmares in Shatter

He woke biting his lip to keep from screaming and shivered in bed for a while.

Marley still slept so he stood up, pulling the blanket around him as his scars felt like they were on fire and somehow got out to the hallway.

The world is dark and close and he shivers and trembles and tries not to fall to pieces.

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Now he shifts against her as his hands move up and down her spine and he kisses her ear and neck,

"Kate, lord, feels so good."

She softly moaned and shifted against him as her head tilted to the side. Very tempting. Especially with all her senses full of his scent, his touch.

He keeps kissing downward, finding her collarbone and kissing as his hands trace designs on her back and he shifts her so she's more on top of him.

Another soft moan, her hands continuing to slide and trace their own patterns over his chest and stomach. So close and warm now.

He dares to move his hands slightly higher, finding the edges of her breasts and with light fingers he traces a circle around one nipple.

Soft gasp from her at the contact, and more tingles along the humming nerves. Her hips moved slightly with surprise.

He pauses as his fingers caress her nipple and breast,

"Shall I continue, my Kate?"

Kate bit her lip against another moan. And she did like how he said it, nothing possessive about it. Not like that icy witch of the west.

"If you'll have me," she whispered back.

"As long as ye'll 'ave me."

He says as he deepens the kiss and brings his other hand in to caress her other breast as he shifts and moves against her.

She nodded, and kissed him back. More moans and her hips shifted more against him, as pleasant shudders were starting to go through her body.

She couldn't help asking though, "Will? You really love me, then?"

He stills his hands and looks into her blue eyes,

"Aye, Kate, ye 'elp me be a better man an with ye, I feel strong. Do love ye."

She smiled down at him, "You are strong, and I love you."

"What do ye wish for this night, my Kate?"

"Something good and happy for once. No regrets."

She kissed him, "Stay here with me tonight if you can."

In the darkness his smile is more true than it has been for many nights as his hands gently move again over her chest,

"Oh aye, Kate, for ye I would dare much an ye in my arms is a gift."

"Old fashioned romantic too, huh?" Soft smile, but a bit wider and brighter than it's been since well before she arrived here. Before the war even. She leaned down for more kisses.

One hand traces her breast again as the other finds her back and he pulls her closer with a moan, his body is quite awake though he's trying to not do more than she wishes,

"Mmm, easy with ye."

"Easy with you too." She had noticed how awake his body was, and it didn't bother as much as she had worried that it would. But this was different. There was control and trust here. As was said, it was easy to do so.

Her back arched against him again, and her hips moved gently into his. Soft cry from her as her hips moved again.

He keeps caressing and finding her breasts, discovering what she likes as he kisses her and moans deeply as he thrusts against her.

The growing moans and cries from her were a good way to tell how to go. Thoughts had vanished to be replaced by sensations, and her enhanced senses were almost leaving her drunk with the senses from him. Her hips were now moving in time with his.

He shifts her once more so she's properly above him and cries into her hair at the sensations whispering,

"Lord, Kate, want ye so."

Louder cry, still moving against him.

"Oh God....Will. I want you, I do." Another deep and passionate kiss to him.

His hands move down her body, one hand finding her butt as his hands move and he kisses and asks,

"I've ne'er, love, if ye trust me, we'll find some 'appiness."

Another moan and she remarked, "I trust you. Do you trust me?"

Of course, she got tested after the attack, and results luckily came up negative. She just worried about the sentiment of being considered in traditional circles, 'damaged goods.'

"Oh aye, Kate, love, I do."

To show her how much he does, he shifts to remove his hose and help her out of her shirt as he kisses her skin softly.

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