Authors note: Everybody get your tissues because these next chapters are gonna be some sad ones, also I apologize in advance to pissing everybody off😘😘😘🤗
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6 years laterLevi POV
Gracie was beautiful... beautiful in her own way. I could see it and appreciate it.
"Levi.." she was moaning into my ear. Clawing at my back as I ran my finger up and down her naked spine. She was soft and comforting, she felt good.
She made me feel the best I had felt in quite some time. And that made me care for her all that more. She was important to me... in its own special way.
The only thing that mattered to me in quite some time.
"Wrap your arms around my shoulders." I panted into her ear as I rolled my hips into hers again. I was busy burying myself deep inside of her, chasing my end. Grabbing her hips to slam back down into mine.
I wanted her, I wanted every inch of her. I wanted to feel it all.
Gracie was a sweet young girl, she happened to be one of the nurses that treated me after the war. I never thought much of her nor noticed her to be honest. I was to preoccupied at the time.
But 3 years later she managed to stumble into my tea shop, I shouldn't say stumble. From what Gracie had told me, she had come into my shop quite often, always getting a hot blend of peppermint just to watch me from a far.
It took me quite some time to notice the looks, and even after I had I made no move to pursue it. She was the one to initiate everything. She chased me for months before I'd give her a shot.
She was a blonde, blue eyed beauty. A single mother, widowed from the war. Her husband unfortunately had perished in the battle.. I think that's why we clicked so well, we both knew what it was to lose everything. The person you cared for most in this world. That's why I stayed with her, she knew my pain.
Our relationship was far from functional though. She wanted more then I could give, I still wasn't entirely there. I never fully came back from that cabin up on that hill. I spent days there, just laying beside the graves. Apart of me died up there.
She wanted passion and romance, love and emotions. And I was just starting to put myself back together. I couldn't give her what she wanted and she knew that. We had a mutual understanding.
She needed a man to play father to her children, fill that role. And I needed someone to fill the empty gaping hole that sat in my chest.
I could feel Gracie vibrate on top of me as she released all around me. Squeezing me with her insides as she bucked her hips into mine. She was cumming, I knew that feeling all to well. We had been doing this for quite some time.
I knew I wouldn't be able to get there anytime soon, it was harder for me now. So I settled on bringing my lips forward to attack her neck, grabbing a fist full of her hair. Helping her milk out her orgasm. Holding her steady as she made a mess on my lap.
"Lev.. please.." she wasn't even making sense, she never did.
Both of our hips came to stop. Pulling back to meet her blue eyes. She brought her hand up to trace over the scar on my face.
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