Binding You To Me Like Cursive

All Mine, Forever

Phoebe

Mara and I heard the fight that ensued at Winters. I longed to be there by her side, helping her through the pain she must've been going through.

"I should go," Mara said softly. "She'll need you." A tear roved down my cheek. "You really love her, don't you?" I nodded.

"More than the air I breathe." Her eyes widened.

"That's intense, Babe. Good luck. I approve." She hugged me and left. I sat on the balcony. Awaiting. When she didn't show, I took it upon myself to head over. I knocked lightly.

"Winter, open the door please." She did, and I engulfed her in my arms and she sobbed.

"I don't want to be in here, let's go to your place." I held her close as we walked to my apartment. We laid on the couch and I held her in my arms.

"I'm always here for you, My Love, I promise I wont go anywhere." I assured her.

"I know, Bee," her voice was hoarse from crying and I kissed her head.

"My mom called me Bee, and no one but you since. It meant a lot that you picked her nickname for me." She propped up and looked at me with tear soaked eyes and blotchy cheeks. Jesus, even then she looked breathtaking, and she was finally all mine.

"Really?" I nodded, tucking a blonde lock behind her ear. Her chocolate eyes shimmered and I wiped her tears and kissed her face all over.

"Do you want to talk about it?" I asked her. She shook her head.

"No. Tell me about your mother instead." We talked for hours, never running out of subjects. We fell asleep in each other's arms while watching a comedy and when I woke I was burning up and sticky with sweat. I shimmied out from under her and headed to my bathroom. I ran cold water on my face and put on some deodorant. I slipped off my clothes and exchanged them for some new ones; a pale blue tank top, no bra, and shorts. I pulled on my shoes and took a cigarette from my pack and left my apartment. I lit the end of my cigarette and made my way to Roxby's. Winter deserved the best coffee after such a terrible night.

"Phoebe, how are ya' today?" Mason, the quirky barista, greeted. We'd known each other for a couple years since he'd started at Roxby's.

"I'm good," I grinned.

"You're glowing. What can I get ya' today?" I grinned cheekily and ordered two lattes, some donuts, and a couple pastries. I wanted to spoil her this morning, I was hoping her bad drama with her ex wouldn't emanate into our relationship. I grabbed the goods and made my way back home. Inside my apartment Winter was still fast asleep. I placed everything on the counter and only brought over her latte. Kneeling down, I brushed away hair that fanned her face. She reminded me of the sun. Bright and hot.

I kissed her lips, rousing her out of her sleep. She moaned and pulled me down, deepening the kiss with her tongue.

"Mmm," I moaned. "This is a very good start to the morning." She shushed me as her hand traveled beneath my loose tank top where she quickly found my breast. Her index finger whisked across my nipple, bringing it to life. I ended up on my back, nude, and writhing beneath her. She explored my mouth and stripped herself, laying her bare hot skin on mine. She pulled my lip into her mouth and I pushed her back, climbing over her body possessively. My fingers found her dripping slit and I teased her, rubbing my finger up and down.

Moaning, she tried to grind against me. "Bee!" She begged, making me laugh.

Sliding two fingers inside her tight cunt I gave her what she wanted. Her body shuddered beneath mine, her fingers tickling my shoulders as she felt upon my body. She trailed them down my collar bone and made her way to my center. My fingers picked up speed at the feeling of her slipping inside me and my head fell into her neck. I sucked and nibbled her flesh, panting against her skin as we both climbed that mountain.

"Mmmm, Bee," She cried into my neck, biting me deliciously as I massaged her clit with vigor. She followed suit and I collapsed from the intensity, riding out both our orgasms.

"I shouldn't be this happy," she muttered. I was still naked and on top of her. She'd been drawing circles on my back and it felt good. It all felt good.

"You deserve it." I traced her bottom lip with my thumb and kissed her.

"No," she said when I pulled my lips away. "You're the one who deserves the world. You deserve happiness, it's about time someone gave it to you." My heart warmed at her sentiment and I hugged her tightly. Her arms felt like home. Wherever she was, I knew I would be.

We ate donuts and drank our lattes on the balcony. It was hot out and I could see the beach was busy.

"So, are you bi? Or strictly into girls?" She wondered, sitting on my lap as I swung softly on my swing. It hit me we never talked about it. The sun casted on her just right and she looked like an angel. The sun behind her, casting a golden halo around her.

"I'm mentally and physically attracted to one person. And that's you," I explained honestly, rubbing her smooth thighs.

"Then, before? Who'd you date?" I sighed, recalling the nothingness of Felix.

"A man. Boy, actually." I chuckled. "He cheated, and before him a string of guys I was never really into. A few girls along the way to feed my craving."

"Were you in love?" She asked. I suddenly felt like I was being interrogated.

"Shouldn't these be questions for a first date or something?" I asked half jokingly.

"Well, we skipped that part." She was right about that. I pulled her weight into me and she curled on top of me, her body fit perfectly in my arms.

"I'd never been in love before you, Winter." I admitted. "Felix was a really funny and cool guy friend I could tolerate for long periods of time. The sex was okay and even then, I wasn't too invested." I explained, looking into her big brown eyes.

"And what if I'm just a craving? What if you suddenly want a man again? Or a woman?" I leaned into her and felt her nose with mine. Her lashes were long and beautiful and sometimes I couldn't believe my eyes when I looked at her.

"I could ask you the same thing, but I don't feel the need to. I'm yours. All of me, always. Are you mine?" I whispered. She placed her hand on my face, pushing back my black tresses.

"Forever," she breathed, kissing me with her soft lips and slick warm tongue.