Home Sweet Home

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~Look at that, 3 uploads. I had a little writers block, but its all good now.~

He looked at me for a moment before jumping at me, wrapping his arms around my body, hugging me. I stood there for a moment, shocked, my arms wrapping around his waist, pulling myself closer. "Why did you leave?" His voice sounded broken, like he didn't know how to feel.

"Jake took me, he wanted to show me Pandora, the Navi. He tried to make me stay, Miles. I begged them to bring me back, I want to be with you. Please..." I wait for him to respond, still wrapped in his arms.

Miles pulled away after a moment, his hands on either side of my face, "Did they hurt you?" He began searching for injuries before I could answer, his hands taking mine as he inspected them. "How did that happen?" His fingers ran over the small cut on my finger, walking me to the bathroom and cleaning it, putting a bandage on it. He waited for me to speak.

"Moat, she did it to see if i was a threat. She's like a voodoo, medicine woman kind of thing. She said that I was chosen by Eywa, she didn't want me to leave. She tried to force me to stay, but the ikran lifted before she could grab me. It's like he was protecting me, like he could tell I was afraid. I'm ok though, I promise, Tsu'tey brought me close and I walked the rest of the way." I saw his jaw tick, I placed my hand on his cheek, "Miles, I'm ok, that happened yesterday. I stayed in the Hallelujah Mountains last night. He watched over me, let me sleep. I'm ok, see?"

I raised my arms, turning in front of him, showing him that I wasn't hurt anymore that the small cut on my finger. "That's not a clear enough view," he immediately pulled my shirt over my head, unbuttoning my pants and taking them off. "Now you can turn again." I giggled, turning again, slower. I tilted my head, as if I was asking him if this was better. He hummed, stepping closer, hugging me again. "You scared the shit out of me, princess. I thought you changed your mind and was running away."

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to. I saw the look on your face when you saw me in the helo, I knew that's what you were thinking. I wanted nothing more than to jump out and run to you." I reached up, taking his face in my hands, "I love you, Miles." I pulled him in slowly, kissing him softly.

Miles' arms wrapped around me tightly, pulling me closer. His hands rubbing my back, to calm me down. One hand holding the side of my face, this thumb stroking my cheek, wiping away the fallen tears. He pulled back, his lips barely touching mine as he spoke, "I missed you, I love you, my princess."

I look at him, tears cascading down my face, "Oh, Miles, I love you too." I pull him back in, my hands on the back of his neck. His hands moved down to my ass, gripping it tight and lifting me in the air. My legs wrapping his waist, he carried me to his bed, laying me down as he lay next to me.

"I'm going to show you exactly how much I missed you, princess." he smiled, his hands tracing the curves of my body, chills covering my skin as I leaned into him, into his touch. His lips move down my neck, soft kisses covering my skin. His hands moved behind my back, unclasping my bra and pulling it off, caressing my back and kissing down my chest.

God, he's being so gentle. I looked down at him, tears in my eyes as I smiled. "I was so scared, I didn't think they would let me come back." Miles pulled back, looking into my eyes, he held my face gently, wiping the tears away with his thumbs. He smiled, kissing me again, gentle and slow. His hands moved to my chest, softly caressing and squeezing my boobs, his lips traveled back down, kissing a new path to my chest.

Soft moans leaving my lips as his hands traveled lower, his lips following. He made it to my hips, gripping my panties and slowly sliding them down my legs. He sat back, looking down at me, "My pretty princess, youre so beautiful." He held my leg, kissing from my ankle to my hip, taking his time, leaving small bites along my thighs. He pulled back, doing the same to the other leg, no rhythm, just kissing and biting. My moans increasing in volume, his hands moving back up my body, going down either arm, holding my hands.

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