Interactions At Sea

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The next few days were based on survival. We had no way of getting back as for some reason the ship had completely broken down which I'm guessing was due to my lack of maintenance. The first two days with you, Marie I had to work hard to get used to you. My mind was so used to hating you it was hard to cooperate in any way. I had to constantly remind myself that this isn't just us trying to play house, it's life or death. 

It didn't take me long to get used to your presence my love. Infact waking up knowing I wasn't alone but with you made me want to get up more than I have ever wanted to before. I will never know what but you changed something in me Marie. One day I will tell you that to your face and I'll be able to see the expression you make.

 That third day we figured out how to filter the ocean water to make it drinkable, and we lived off of fish which we cooked atop of the furnace. I started to feel like I was living again. 

Maybe I had a purpose.

Everyday was the same and I loved it to bits and pieces. I learned to accept my love for you and if I do say so myself, you learned to accept it too. No more cold stares or hard giggles. Everyday we'd wake up beside eachother, collect rainwater or filter ocean water using a rope and a bucket, fish till we dropped dead, cook, eat and simply enjoy the presence of one another. Thinking about it now really makes me realize how much I took those days for granted.

The first week that was how it went. We had collected enough fish so we wouldn't have to fish daily or through storms. And we saved our water in a metal tub for anything we needed. 

A quiet night where not a being dare makes a sound, me and you Marie sat face to face. I could feel the warmth of your body as we sat knee to knee with eachother. The entire week we had spent together I had felt something special blooming between the two of us, and I could feel the tension getting heavier. Earlier that day you had embraced me from behind, sliding your hands onto my waist and your head resting on my shoulder. And I thought perhaps it was just me feeling heavy tension between the two of us but as soon as your hands slid onto my waist my assumption was immediately postponed.

And now we were sat face to face, bathing in eachothers presence.

"Has anyone ever told you that your eyes are gorgeous?... If truth be told they're quite alluring Ana." Marie spoke.

I giggled and hid my face.

"Oh geez, you're quite the charmer aren't you? I didn't know Mrs 'I Copy People When I'm Jealous' knew how to be flirtatious! I always thought you were cold hearted." I replied jokingly.

During that moment it was almost as if I could hear your entire thought process. I felt you observe my lips, glaring at them like they owed you something. I could feel my face flush with red. You were staring so hard I thought you might've burned holes into my lips, and so with that I kissed you. I caressed your hair and brought our lips together. At first it was a slow, intimate kiss which soon sped up. I recall your hands slipping back onto my waist causing me to let out a whine. We took to the floor and I felt myself melting into you. 

Though I have kissed many men there was no kiss like this.

I felt you get on top of me while simultaneously removing my nightgown from my body, leaving my torso bare and vulnerable. Your lips moved their way down to my neck, carefully caressing my body with each kiss. And with each minute you kissed lower, lower and lower. God knows what happened next if he did not know already. 

That night I fell in love with you. I loved you beforehand but this time I had completely fallen head over heels. You handled me with care, took care of me before and afterwards, and bathed with me. Which was an absolute shock to me as I had never had any man take those extra steps to ensure my comfort. But you are no man. Loving a woman was such a beautiful experience compared to loving a man. I am content that you were the first, and last woman I have ever come to love.

To my beloved,

please wait just a little longer.



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