that august night - c.l.

44. Thinking of tomorrow with her

"Charles..." - Elena breathed out as she entered the apartment they were supposed to stay in for the rest of their vacation. The lights were turned off and the bedroom was in dimed light from the candles that were placed on every small table in it. Rose petals all over the mattress of their bed and Charles behind her, slowly wrapping his arms around her waist and placing his head on her shoulder.

"I asked them to bring the atmosphere." - He whispered in her ear, placing his lips over her neck, making his way up to her jaw line and ear, having lose grip on her hips. She wiggled at tingly feeling once his lips found ticklish spot on her neck. She felt his lips wrap in a smile against her skin as she moved out of his arms, to turn around and face him.

His eyes were clear shade of green even under dimed light and... He was happy? There was always something with his eyes when he is happy. She saw it the first few times he genuinely smiled at her and now it never went unnoticed by her.

Her hands wrapped around his neck, clinging on him for dear life, she was scared to let go for some reason. Her hands felt cold once she would have her arms to herself and him nowhere near. While his hands burned her skin on her lower back, wrapping around her waist and bringing her body closer to his, feeling the warmth she possessed.

Their lips longed for each other for a moment before the torture was put down and reassurance stepped in, killing their worries for the night. Their lips synced like they were made for each other. His hand crept up to the beginning of her dress, pulling the strings apart and loosening it over her chest.

She had to move her hands away from him for a brief moment to let the dress over her shoulders and pool around her legs, leaving her in the underwear and bra. She felt his touch even better than through fabric of her once worn dress, his hand warm, digging into her flesh.

Step after step backwards, she felt the bed behind her knees and sat down pulling Charles with her before her bare back touched the cold mattress with Charles on top of her. In never breaking embrace of their lips, their thoughts filled with nothing but with each other.

His lips slowly traced down her neck and in between her breasts as her eyes remained closed enjoying the feeling of his mouth on her skin. It for sure is not their first time but something about slow pace of this one made Elena enjoy in it even more.

How he was careful with each kiss, how every time his lips made contact and left for another place, leaving burning trace behind. He worked his way up to her left shoulder as she held the breath once he got close to her scar.

But the softness from the contact his lips made with her scar, made her release faint breath from a moment ago. Her skin burned under his touch, yet her blood ran cold before he looked up at, grinning like a devil. "You are so beautiful, Elena. The most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life." - He whispered, their foreheads touching with their eyes closed, just enjoying the presence of one another.

Their lips met again, but Elena's hand went to his shirt, unbuttoning it all the way down. Soon after, through slow make out session, he was only left in his underwear. His hands went in between her thighs stimulating her for the beginning as she released deep breaths into their kiss.

His hands working magic, making her feel head over heels for him. She tried rocking her hips towards his a few times but he would not give her the pleasure of it just. Yet, minutes after, they found themselves completely naked, him slowly creating the pressure between her hips.

The eye contact spoke more than thousand a words. Both of their jaws slacked, her hands buried deep into his back, feeling the pressure build up and his hands tugging on the mattress feeling her all over himself.

He whimpered at the feeling as she tried containing her moans into quiet breaths, as much as possible. But at the same time wanted to enjoy the feeling as much as she could. Their eyes never left each other's, burning with the desire to feel another one close to them.

The pain of her nails digging into his skin never once overcame the feeling she gave him. Watching her unfold under him, fragile like porcelain. Yet, she was stronger in life than anyone could imagine. He knew that but still watched over her like she was delicate glass.

The slow movements were adding to the atmosphere but even then, Charles made her feel like heaven. Watching him above her, a line of sweat forming on his forehead and his muscles flexing, were more than enough to send her to reach the high of the night.

"Charles." - She would moan out from time to time with a mix of prayers and curse words, making him go feral. "Come on, make a mess." - He breathed out with the air he had left before taking in another deep one, trying to be consistent.

He watched her unravel, shaking under his body. Her neck getting exposed and her nails tracing down his back, leaving marks behind them. Her head was thrown back as he breathed at her exposed skin on neck, taking in the scent of vanilla from her skin.

The sight of her and the sounds she would let out, were enough for him to bury deep into her and unfold, burying his head in the crook of her neck, as they mixed their breaths in the room.

He crashed on the bed beside her, laying in silence until they both collected the air they needed. Elena looked over at him to meet his eyes already on her, watching her with ever so loving gaze. Elena smiled at him, moving so that half of her body covered his as he used covers to make her feel a bit more comfortable now that the adrenaline is gone.

But the silence was comforting even though the room was filled with heavy breaths and moans moments ago. His arms wrapped around her dragging his fingers over her shoulder as she kept him close to her.

"What did I do to deserve you?" - She asked in faint voice, on the verge of a dream she longed for ever since they landed in Greece. "Everything you are with your being makes you deserve even better, officer." - He used the nickname for the first time in a long period. She barely heard it, maybe even dreamed of it once her eyes closed and few minutes of silence later, she was in deep sleep but he was once again left awake with his thoughts.

Thinking of tomorrow with her. He imagined the future after he shared his past with her. Not afraid that tomorrow won't come for them because he felt they were destined in any time, any place... he felt like if they met a hundreds of years ago they would find the love they have today.