A Pause

Kiss Me

" I'll stay for support." Devon said, rolling her eyes. 

" Good." Tory said, her eyes trained on the TV. An hour ago they had put it on for background noise. Tory had kept up conversations with Devon easily, avoiding Robby. He was sitting in the corner chair, on his phone. 

Probably texting Miguel. She thought. Naturally she was right, knowing him so well.

Robby had been texting him, not wanting to leave Tory, but not wanting to  talk with Devon there. It was a group chat between him, Miguel, and Sam. They were talking about meaningless things, Miguel and Sam knowing he needed some distraction. 

Sam : I bet they're keeping the name a secret.

Miguel : My mom would tell me. The moment she thinks of one, that is. 

Robby : I bet the name is something stupid knowing my dad.

Miguel : My mom wouldn't let him.

Sam : They should name her after someone. A relative maybe...

Robby : Forgot about her, lol. :-)

Miguel : Haha. ;-)

Sam : Are you guys ignoring me?

Robby : Carmen probably already shut down Johnny's names. 

Miguel : Imagine! A little Stella Artois!!!

Sam : 🤦So stupid.

Miguel : That's Johnny for you!!

Robby : THAT'S MY DAD!

Miguel : Whoop 🤣

" I should get going." Devon said. He didn't hear Devon tell him and Tory bye, and leave. He only started to regain his senses when Tory got up. 

" I'm going to shower. You can show yourself out." She said. Robby's head snapped up, immediately pocketing his phone. 

" Oh, yeah. Ok." He heard his phone buzzing, but ignored it. He got to his feet and watched Tory. They stared at each other for a minute. 

Leave. Please, Tory thought. She didn't want to come off as weak, and at this point, she could barely hold herself together. Robby, please.

She knew what he wanted. She also knew what she wanted. Maybe in another universe- but not this one. What's happened already happened. It's past. And what he wanted, could she give it? Hadn't she already? Wasn't that enough? 

It was never enough. No matter how many times she got new jobs, helped around the house, it wasn't enough. No matter how much she tried to be with Robby, give him what he wanted, it wasn't enough. It never could be. That was the harsh reality. Unless he lets this one thing go. But he wouldn't. That was Robby. 

Her Robby anyway. 

His eyes were staring into her. As if they were searching for something. She wanted to look away, not give anything away, but she couldn't tear her eyes from his. She wanted his lips on hers. Badly. 

Kiss me, Robby. Please. She couldn't tolerate it. She didn't want to give in, but if she kissed him she knew she was going to. Leave.

" You know, I should probably get going." Robby said. 

No, Tory's inner voice begged.

" Yeah, of course." She said instead, her gaze wandering.  He stood for another minute, before he turned to the door. His hand was on the knob. 

That's when her walls came crashing down. She couldn't anymore. She needed him. And she needed his help. Even if it was harder than she wanted. Even if she had to admit her darkest secrets to him, her private thoughts. It was worth it. 

" Wait!" She shouted all of a sudden. His hand paused. He didn't dare turn. How could he know this wasn't a dream?

" Kiss me." She said. "Please." She begged, hoping he would comply. She missed him. She missed his hands on her. She would give in just for him. She would confess her feelings. She missed the way it felt when he touched her. He missed how natural it all felt. Before-

He turned, and their lips met. Soft and slow at first, as if testing the limits. He slid his hands around her waist, pulling her closer. When she kissed back, he gave in. The past few weeks were forgotten. He had Tory, he was kissing her. He hadn't lost her. He deepened the kiss, pinning her to the wall. She gasped into his mouth, wanting more. She tugged at his shirt, but he was hesitant. Would she mean it?

Instead he let her, planting kisses along her neck. She quickly pulled off his shirt, and he threw hers down. He pushed her harder against the wall, barely restraining himself. He couldn't, could he ? Not in her state. Unless...

No. He thought. Was he taking advantage of her? Should he stop before it's too late? But the way she was looking at him, begging... it was enough for him to give in. He wanted this as much as her. He wanted her. 

He pulled her towards the bed, his arms staying on her. He pushed her down, and she leaned in. She pulled him closer, wanting more. Her lips were already swollen, but she could hardly think. She pulled on his jeans, before getting undressed herself. Robby got on top of her, his hands wandering. 

He bent down to kiss her again, only breaking away when he could barely breathe. She was getting to it, when he stopped. He started to pull away, but she brought him back. 

" Robby. Please." 

" Are yo-"

" I'm on the pill. It's fine. Please." He looked at her, as if considering. " Please."

He looked torn. He wanted to, too. But in her state... the need was too strong. His brain stopped. He couldn't think. Slowly, he started to slide himself into her.

" Fuck!" He said. 

" Oh, God." She replied, bending to kiss his neck. 

" Almost..." Robby said, moaning slightly.

" Don't stop!" Tory said, aiming for his lips . 

" Tory!"

" Faster Robby!" 

" Come on..."

" It's ok. " She said, kissing him. She didn't want this moment to end. But before she knew it, it was over. He had his release. So did she, but she wished it wasn't over. 

They were both panting, Robby propping himself up, on top of her, but not crushing her. Her hands were to his chest, her head buried in his neck. 

" I love you." He said, softly. 

" I love you too." She said, without hesitation. She knew she did. She was finally sure.