Bound to you. (a Peddie story)

Passionate fire

Patricia's POV

That feeling was back. Butterflies, fire, love. All the passion between Eddie and I was back.

I was still up against the door with my legs wrapped firmly around Eddie's waist and his hands on my thighs. Our lips locked.

Butterflies circled my stomach, a nervous, self-conscience feeling that made me feel sick with love for him. It felt like thousands of tiny butterflies were fluttering inside of me.

Fire, the fire was everywhere. I felt fire from our intwined lips, fire in my chest, stomach, head. Passion clouded my mind as if i was burning alive at the stake.

Love circled us, forcing me to face the fact that i would forever be Eddie's. I didn't want anyone else, i didn't need anyone else. I loved him so much it hurt.

Passion was inside of us, making its way out as we kissed intensely. I never wanted to let him go.

I took off his shirt revealing his perfectly formed chest, lacing my fingers into his hair as i tried to get closer, we were so close it felt like we were one person. His lips made their way down to my neck and i tightened my grip on his hair. He brought his lips back to mine and carried me over to the bed, never stopping kissing me.

Eddie's POV

The passion was back with us. We were back to our passionate, intimate, dysfunctional relationship that i had missed so much. We were back on track. I loved her so much.

I could feel a burning desire within me as I carried her to the bed, aware that we were alone. I went back to kissing her neck, she loved it when i did that. My shirt was on the floor near the door, i don't blame Patricia for taking it off, look at me, i'm hot! She let out a moan as i continued to kiss her neck.

I bought my lips back to hers and she started to bite down softly on my lower lip, giving me the all clear. I started to take her top off when i heard the door slam shut.

"Trudy." i said panting. We got up from off of the bed, making ourselves look presentable as we made our way to the door to our room.

"It was nice while it lasted." Patricia informed me.

"It certainly was Yacker." i kissed her again on the lips, feeling fire from even that small touch.

We went into the front room and Patricia picked up Cara, who was smiling proudly.

"You feeling better Eddie?" Trudy asked me kindly.

"Much, thanks Trudy." i replied. "Hows CJ been?"

"Absolutely fine. No worries. You can both go off to school tomorrow and leave her safely with me." she told us. School. Great. Another year, another mystery for Sibuna? I hope not.

Patricia started to shake.

"You okay there Blabs?" I asked her, motioning to Trudy to take Cara from her. Patricia didn't answer. I could tell it was the post natal depression getting her down. We were going to have to keep a close eye on her when she's with CJ.