We Live Forever

Chapter 33: Close Proximity

Crimson's POV:

We finished destroying the rest of the tapes and making a large mess of the place. Then it was time to strategize.

"If we go out there we run the risk of running into soldiers, we can most likely handle them, but it won't be pretty."

"We also need to focus on protecting this tape, we can heal. The tape cannot."

My eyes drifted over to one of the chairs in the room. A military jacket was draped over it. A plan began to formulate in my mind. I filled Hank in on my plan and he agreed.

We slowly opened up the door and looked around. I spotted a smaller door down the hallway that seemed like our best bet. We couldn't see or hear anyone so we made a break for the door. 

Hank pulled the door open and clambered inside. I followed him inside the small closet. A single, faint light turned on thanks to Hank somehow finding the switch. Even though the light was low, I could see more than enough. The closet wasn't small, it was tiny; it housed one shelf with a couple of uniforms hanging on one side. That was it. 

An inch or two was all that separated me from Hank. Within this closet, we got our first semblance of privacy again. Technically, we were finally alone. 

Pent-up feelings wouldn't even begin to describe this feeling. Here I stood, just barely not touching my husband who was very exposed at the moment. Judging by the look in his eyes his mind was in the same place mine had wandered to. 

"Just in case," He whispered.

Before I could respond he had placed both of his hands on my face and met me with a deep, sensual kiss. I eagerly met him there. But I needed more. I wrapped my fingers in his belt loops and used them to pull his body flush against mine. He responded by pushing me until my back was flat against the wall. 

Here we finally broke our kiss. I took my hands from his hips and then them up his torso, feeling his muscles flex underneath my touch. He practically shuddered when my hands moved back down and my fingers came to rest at his waistline. 

"Two can play that game," He teased.

I pulled him back into a kiss, this one was much hungrier and sloppier. His hands traveled down to my thighs, his fingers gently pressing into the sensitive, warm skin. His hands didn't stop, they moved to my ass, which he didn't hesitate to grab roughly.

He shifted his hands slightly, silently prompting me. I did exactly what he wanted and lifted my legs up and wrapped them around his waist. He pushed my back into the wall once again. My hands found his back, my nails digging in slightly.

Much to my surprise and utter delight, he kept going. He slowly ground his hips against me. The sensation overtook me and caused my lips to part from Hank's. As my head leaned back a soft moan escaped my lips. 

He continued to ground his hips which caused my nails to dig into his back more and drag across his skin. He let out a pleased groan.

Unfortunately, before we could continue the sound of footsteps started to make itself known. Someone was coming this way. We both immediately froze in our current position. We didn't make a sound while we waited, looking each other in the eyes. 

"The subjects are loose, Sir."

Shit. They know we're not there anymore. Whoever it was soon walked away. With a sigh Hank carefully let me go, allowing me to stand on my own again. 

"One of these days we have got to catch a break," I complained. 

"I like to think of it like we're just building up the anticipation. It is as if we are in the drum roll," Hank explained.

"I think at this point, it's a drum solo"

We grabbed uniforms from the rack and begrudgingly put on more clothes. This is the direct opposite of what I'd like to be doing. There had better be time to catch up on everything at some point. 

Between the students, Erik, Hank's parents, Charles, and now the military we have certainly been interrupted more than a few times.

One of these days we're going to catch a break. God knows we've earned it. 

Author's Note:

The level of sexual frustration in this book is at an all-time high.

They will eventually get their break though, don't worry.