No Tomorrow

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"God damn...I don't know if it's colder in here or out there."

I shut the door behind me and laughed when he stalked over to the small cabinets above a wood burning stove that was meant for cooking and just focused on throwing a couple logs into the heater close to the bed, I twisted the black door open and looked in before I chucked the wood in and found the box of matches I left along the very top; I tossed in some trash atop the wood and lit a match to toss in on top of it all before shutting the door. Within a few seconds heat began to spread through the small room and I was grateful that the whole place was so small, I plopped down at the foot of the bed and kicked my boots off to dry by the time he was done unloading the goods and he yawned before he joined me; kicking his own boots off to dry by mine and letting out a huge sigh.

"Much better....I can't believe this is what an actual fire feels like..."

"Did you not make one on your way out?"

He pulled me over into his lap and just sniffed deeply at my hair before he answered, he'd taken off most of his outer warming layers after he walked into the house andit felt nice to touch some of his muscles again. Some of the muscles along his biceps were more hardened now but his mid-section still felt a little softened, but he didn't seem to mind.

"Not too often, no. Fires mean light and the last thing we need to do is get spotted by someone lurking out there."

He stopped talking when I touched a hand to his chest and he cocked his head to the side before he leaned back on the palms of his hands, half tempting me to go with him.

"What do you think you're doing?"

I leaned my body back against his until the both of us fell to our backs on the bed and his arms snaked around my waist, this part was normal for our daily routines but my brain had other ideas and I decided to try and tempt fate for once.

"I don't know...being brazen, I guess."

My fingers traced the planes of his chest through his shirt until they found an opening and snaked under it, skimming across the light sprinkle of hair that was to the lower half of his abdomen; his eyes rolled into the back of his head a little and he sighed deeply.

"Your touch still feels like silk...even after all this time. Be careful, would you?"

I stopped touching him with one hand flat against the little dip in his hips that led below the waistband of his jeans, but I could see where his concern came from.

"I think...I think that I'm ready."

"Are you sure?"

He looked at me with an eyebrow raised and I chewed on my bottom lip before I tugged at his belt half-heartedly.

"Maybe? It's been so long...."

I pulled at his belt again but he sat up and stopped my hand just as soon as I had the first notch undone.

"Hang on...I want you to be sure that's what you want Belle."

I thought about it for a second.

"Positive."

"Hm..."

He pushed my hand away and gripped my hips softly before he turned me around on the small bed until I was halfway underneath him, the weight from his body was next to nothing on mine but it still felt nice. He kept most of his weight propped up away from me with his hands on either side of my head and from this angle the necklace touched the baseof my chest every time he breathed in and out.

"Let's take things slow and make sure that's what you want- ok?"

I nodded before I swallowed against the lump that was trying to form in my throat and reached up to remove the chain from his neck, one hand lingering there while the other one tossed the chain to one of the small chairs close to the bed; his head turned around to the side and he carefully kissed the inside of my elbow. He still had his clothes on but I worked at both of our shirts until those two joined the chain on the chair, he stopped kissing me and just stared down at my chest before shifting all his weight to one hand so he could use the other to finger the thick black strap of my bra.

"Since when did you start wearing ones like these?"

He gave up touching the strap and settled in for touching the metal clasping ring that held the whole thing together between my breasts.

"Er...maybe three or so months now? I don't bother to keep track of time anymore."

He popped the clasp open with a flick of his thumb and I sighed when he bent his face down to kiss all of the sensitive skin that he could reach.

"Mm...well, I like it....but I still say that you could do without wearing one alltogether."

I rolled my eyes and ignored what he said, I heard the soft clang of metal on metal and knew by now that he must have slipped his pants off down around his knees; my breasts were too large for my own liking and I didn't want to scar anyone back at the prison or attract any unwanted attention.

"Yeah, yeah..."

His hands began to explore my body a little more and his touch relaxed the muscles I didn't realize I'd been bunching up, even when he traced a small circle around my belly button before slipping his hand down between my legs. I gasped when his fingers found their marker and a smile widened across his face, seemingly deciding the route that he was trying to take.

Ah well, when in Rome right?