Starlight :||: Duty. Family. Honor. #1

Chapter Two

Honor
By one o'clock I had him back at the barracks, stumbling into his room and peeling our uniforms off each other. It was a complete frenzy, a battle for dominance with our mouths, tongues, teeth, hands, everything. I shoved Ice up against the wall and kissed him hard, tongues entwining. I pulled away but not without first biting his bottom lip and rolling it through my teeth. A groan left his mouth and his hands harshly gripped my ass, lifting me off the floor. He put my back to the wall, my legs wrapping around his waist and his lips attached to my neck. "More."

More, more, more. Even when his fingers did things to me, even when we finally made it to the bed, even when I was screaming my highest pitch as my body shuddered, I wanted more, more, more. It was getting close to four in the morning by the time our bodies gave out due to no sleep and a shared unstoppable hunger. It seemed every time Tom and I were in the vicinity something like this would happen. It was inevitable. We'd met in flight school and formed a strong relationship back then. It had lasted for two years and had only ended because we'd been assigned to different aircraft carriers across the other side of the world.

I lay naked across Tom's sweaty chest, listening to the calming beat of his heart. His arm was draped around my body, running up and down my side from my shoulder, through the dip of my hip to the top of my thigh and back. "You knew this was going to happen, didn't you?" He asked quietly, his hand never stopping its path. "When you entered the room yesterday, you knew."

"Didn't you?" I asked.

"I hoped."

I sat up on my elbows so I could look at him. "Hoped? This always happens, Ice, what do you expect?"

"It's been three years since we've seen each other, Honor," His tone was gentle and eyes sincere but I couldn't help but feel he was about to ambush me with something. "The last time we were together like this you were so sad. I didn't know if you ever wanted to see me again or if something had changed."

"Changed? Nothing's changed."

He gave me a flat look and sat back on the head board. "Everything's changed, Honor, we're not at flight school anymore. We're older and we're here, together."

I got up out of the bed, letting the blankets fall back down onto him as I collected my white dress shirt from the floor. "So, what is it you want?"

He leant forward. "I want to be with you, to try again. Don't tell me you don't want the same. Do you really think we'd be here if we didn't have feelings for each other?"

"It's not that simple," I shook my head, trying to get him out of it. His words kept hitting me like a wall of water, one after the other. It wasn't as simple as us just being together, together like in a relationship as it had been years ago. I was still trying to wrap my head and my body around assimilating back into public life.

"It is, goddamnit," All of that beautiful wall of chiseled tan muscle rose from the bed, blankets falling away, revealing everything. "I want to be with you, I don't feel this way with any other woman I've been with. I don't want to be with someone else. All I want is you."

"How, how do you know?" I threw my hands up in the air, trying to stall while my brain processed his words. "We haven't been together in five years. We're completely different people."

"And you think that means I don't love you?"

"Do you?"

We were shouting now and I hoped to god the rest of the barracks weren't awoken by our dramatics. "I love you, Honor and I want to be with you. How do you think it makes me feel when you act like you are right now and treat me like a play toy? Here for your convenience, for your use whenever you want it." He stalked across the room, getting so close we were nearly touching but not quite. "Do you love me?"