Too Powerful? [COMPLETED!]

30- The First Time

Alex:

"Thank you so much for the dinner... It was beautiful," I whispered softly, my head resting on Scott's shoulders. We had just finished our scrumptious five-course meal, and were now walking hand-in-hand around the beautiful hotel grounds. It was a dark night, but the grounds were illuminated with dim garden lamps, hidden between bushes of brightly-coloured flowers and the occasional fountain. Everything was so quiet, so surreal, that once or twice, I had to pinch myself; a part of me kept chanting that this was all a dream, everything was too good to be true.

We didn't say anything as we strolled the garden, immersed in our own thoughts. I took in a deep breath of fresh mountain air and smiled as I observed my surroundings. I really had made a good choice in recommending Vail. Even though we've only been here for less than 24 hours, I felt a connection with Scott I had never felt before. Every time he looked at me, my heart jolted. Every time he touched me, my skin felt as if it was on fire.

True, I felt this way even before, in school... but, this time, the feeling was much more intensified. Acute.

Without realizing it, Scott and I had made our way to what looked to be the biggest fountain I had ever seen. It was circular in shape, its basin propped up by white stone reaching up to my waist. In the middle of the fountain, water was spewing out continuously, and the coloured lights at the bottom of the fountain gave hues to the jets of water- red, blue, pink.

It was beautiful, but that was not what had really caught my attention.

Despite all the splashing going on in the middle of the fountain, the edge of the water, where we were standing, was relatively calm. Calm enough for us to see our reflection clearly.

We're perfect for each other, Scott thought to himself, forgetting again that I could listen to his thoughts. 

And indeed, we were.

Staring at our reflection, I realized, for the first time, how we looked beside each other. My head reached Scott's shoulders, a perfect height. Our brown hair, almost the same shade. His lean frame complementing my smaller one. My pale face, carved in wonder; Scott's tanned skin, his peaceful expression.

Slowly, Scott unlocked his gaze from the perfect couple that was staring back at us, and turned me to face him. There was no distance between us; our bodies were moulded against each other, fitting perfectly. The world ceased to exist, it was only me and him. I thought I heard the crack of a twig, the rustling of a bush, but I didn't turn around. Despite the excitement of the day, though, Scott had a serious look on his face, staring deep into my eyes. I tried reading his thoughts, but they were a jumble of words, of emotions. After the longest time, Scott finally spoke, his voice tender.

"Alex, I love you. I really do. I love you for everything you've been to me. I can't imagine ever living without you... And... When you're a little bit older Alex, I'm going to ask you to marry me... I hope, I pray that you'll still love me, even then... and make me the happiest man on earth by saying yes... I want us to be a family, Alex. I want to wake to your face, i want to be there for you, I want to hold your hand through hard times, I don't want to miss any of your laughs, your smiles... I just love you, with all my heart, Alexandria Sarah Hayden..."

I swallowed. My eyes were wet, my heart was beating violently. I honestly, seriously had no idea what to say. What do you say when the man who is everything to you tells you that he wants to spend his life with you? Biting my lips, my tear-filled eyes flickered between his eyes, wishing that I could see them. I ran my index finger on his face, tracing every contour, every scar. Running it along his spectacles, the bridge of his nose, before finally stopping on his lips. Without saying anything, I pulled him to me, and we kissed tenderly, bathing under the dim glow of the lights.

It was a kiss different from all other kisses. It was gentle, yet rough. Passionate, but forceful at the same time. I wrapped my arms around Scott's neck, pulling him closer to me, deepening the kisses. I ran my tongue over his lips, loving the way he tasted. Scott's hands moved up to the small of my back, his fingers fumbling over the pins in my hair, finally letting my hair down. As the kisses deepened, I began to get light-headed, and I could feel something in me. A feeling I had never felt before. Lust. It frightened me a little, not of how good it felt, but of how much I wanted more of him. I needed to be closer, even though there was absolutely no distance between us.

I wanted him.

I needed him, now.

Scott gave a small gasp, and tried to pull out from our embrace. I didn't let him go, though, so his face was only inches from me, our noses almost touching.

"Alex, we shouldn't," his voice came out hoarse.

"Why not, Scott?" I answered, my lips on his cheek, planting small kisses.

"We're... You're too young..."

"I'm almost 19, Scott. I'm an adult... We love each other, Scott..." I planted a kiss on the corner of his lips.

"...And I don't see why we should wait..." I whispered softly in his ear, brushing my lips against his earlobes.

Scott hesitated, I could see he was weakening.

"...And... you want me too, Scott. I can hear your thoughts, remember..." I whispered again, grazing his open lips softly.

Scott's lips trembled, and he suddenly kissed me back. Repeatedly. Frantically. His kisses made their way from my lips to my neck, and I shivered with pleasure.

As Scott carried me, I could have sworn that I saw a flash of blue peeking from under the bushes, but I couldn't be too sure.

After all, I was filled with excitement and nerves, about to do it for the very first time with a man I love, and who loved me back. I snuggled into the curve of Scott's neck as he softly closed the doors to our suite behind him.