Only You

Way Back When...

Everytime I close my eyes...

I turned myself around to look at him, "I'm here because this is my house!", I answered snappily. His eyes widened in shock and he seemed to search my face to see if I was lying.

"That's not possible!" he answered, starting to look upset.

"Why?", I asked angrily, wondering what his problem was. He narrowed his eyes and stared at me, giving me an awkward feeling.  

Nathaniel dropped his gaze and tiredly rubbed the bridge of his nose in frustration. "The house was supposed to mine. That's what they said!" he muttered exhaustedly.

I continued to stare at him in confusion, "Hell no...", I started off confusedly.

"Yeah, it sucks...", he started off at the same time. Both of us looking defeated as we surveyed the condition of the house.

I walked to the edge of the porch and sat down in a heap my legs sprawled every which way. I tried to focus and think of a way to deal with this situation, but my mind was blank. Finally, after turning pointless ideas over in my head for well over an hour I gave in to the obvious.

Nathaniel and I would have to, [cringe], work together. To fix up the house anyway, then sell it and split the profit equally--I was weathy. I wasn't that I needed the home. For me the object was to beat Nathaniel so that I could finally win. After all those years I could finally have my pride back. At least that was something.

The Demons Leave and I Fantasize...

The memory goes back to when I was 14, not long before it all began. It was the fall of 1991, that was the year that Nathaniel and I, Bliss finally got together, or so I thought.

Ever since the night at the lake house we'd been closer, more like a couple. But neither one of us really wanted to cross that barrier. We were only 14 for Christ sake, barely more then children... adult behavior was far and few between.

Although when we were alone, we definetly didn't act like children. But it wasn't an outright suduction, merely a gentle creeping. A lot like the vines that used to grow outside my bedroom window, which would bloom pretty red flowers in the early days of fall.

Nathaniel used to climb up the vines and sneak into my room where we'd watch scary movies he'd bring along on my TV. They'd always be scary, looking back now. Probably so he could have the excuse to get close to me. 

True to form, whenever a scary part came on I would duck my head and cuddle in close to his body for protection. From what I'll never know.

Then he would slide his arm around my shoulders and pull me in further, so I was basically sitting on his lap. I'd then feel his lips brush the crown of my head, and slowly slide down my neck, and like the tease he was he'd pull away.

It was one of these times that we finally decided we could be more then friends and still have the friendship remain strong. It was September 12, 1991.

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OKAY SORRY ABOUT THE WAIT FOR THIS LITTLE PIECE BUT I HAVE EXAMS AND SUCH AND NEED TO STUDY.... ILL POST MORE SOON

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That night he slipped back out of my second story bedroom window like a lover of old. I gleefully watched him shimmey down, and pretended to shake the trelis he clutched. But unlike my own immature self he didn't feel the need to really goof off to get my attention. 

At that moment his deep brown eyes met mine just as he'd lowered his body over the window-sill. I leaned forward, completely unconciously and i jumped when our noses met.

We stared at each other, though not in an uncomfortable way....simply in a contented silence. Then, almost like he finished making a decision, Nathaniel furrowed his eyebrows. His eyes once again locked on to mine and he jumped back up into my room then gripped my forearms firmly. 

Both his hands slid up toward the back of my head and he pulled me slightly forward. I stumbled slightly and my body pressed fully against his; the heat and magic spread through both of us again and I felt the tingles run across my skin. 

He moved his lips to the corner of my mouth, and I slipped out my tongue to wet my lips. He chucked at me and moved his own tongue out to touch mine. I shivered at the sensation that coursed through my body as we made contact. 

His hands trailed down my sides and I squirmed in delight, when he reached my butt he picked me up and my legs wrapped around his waist. 

The position was definetly more exciting then just kissing for more reasons, but trying to make me feel at ease he stroked my back. But instead of calming me it only stroked the flames of my desire higher. 

Walking slowly as not to jar me he carried me to the bed, were he laid me gently down. He climbed over me planting kisses all over my face, then moving down my body in a slow descent. He kissed my face and neck and skimmed over my chest making his way down to belly button. 

He started to lick in slow little circles making me twist from side to side and went to continue his descent. 

Then, we heard the front door of my house open. My parents were home. He kissed me one more time, then slowly walked away. 

I whispered a message, "You're my everything Nathaniel! Don't let me down."

Then that cocky smile came back on his face and he winked at me, "Don't worry baby, I won't let you down. We're Nathaniel and Bliss, I would never hurt you."