An eventful night

Chapter 4

When their lips touched she could feel his softness. First she was baffled about his move kissing her but within seconds she responded to his kiss with kissing him back. Although she knew that she shouldn't be doing this, the want to keep going was greater though. The kiss deepened when she put her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her. As an answer to the soft moan escaping her lips, Flynn lifted her up and carried her to the couch, while she wrapped her legs around him. He laid her on it just to follow her. They were kissing passionately, their dispute from just moments ago totally forgotten. Lucy's hands loosened from around his neck traveling down his chest, just to wrap them around his torso. The longer the kiss lasted, the more passionate it became. Each of them mirroring the lust for the other one, savoring the moment. While he was supporting himself with one arm, the other one went from her cheek down to her throat to her chest further down to the abdomen and stopped at her hip. Flynn pulled away to look at her. The woman underneath him looked at him with questioning eyes.

"If you want me to stop, you have to tell me." His voice sounded hoarse.

Lucy shook her head, when she pulled him back to her. "Don't," she whispered just before her lips captured his showing him how much she wanted this...with him.

His hand was traveling further down to the hem of her dress where it disappeared underneath the garment. She felt his hand at the rim of her panties when she couldn't keep back another moan. He was driving her crazy with just touching her. No other man in her entire life had aroused her so easily like he did right now. The moment she first met him there was something about him that woke something inside of her. And he felt it. He was playing with the fabric when his fingers pulled the panties slowly down. She moved her hips to show him that she wanted to be touched. That she was longing for him but he took his time. He was playing with her. One of her hands was moving to the rim of his pants, showing him what her intentions were by opening the button. The moment it was open Flynn pulled back.

"Are you sure? I don't want you to regret it." His voice was just a whisper full of emotions. Lucy just nodded at him, when he removed his pants. Within seconds she felt him inside of her. Both of them breathing heavily when they moved together. It didn't take them long when they reach the climax and he had to support himself to prevent crushing her with his body.

After some minutes he started breathing normally again, when he pushed his upper body away from her. He watched her as she regained her composure as well, while one of his hands was stroking her cheek. A peaceful smile was on her face, her eyes closed.

"What are you thinking?" he asked eyeing her the whole time.

"Nothing," she answered softly. "I just try to relish this moment."

"Alright." He kissed her again, when he kept laying on top of her, his arms still supporting him.

Time went by when his arms started to ache from the weight put on them, that Flynn had to shift to a different position. Lucy opened her eyes for the first time, watching him.

"Sorry," he apologized when he squeezed himself between her and the backrest of the couch. She adjusted to the new position, laying on one side, facing him.

"So what now?" she asked him. Her hand stroking his chest, when she noticed the bandage around his body. She mentally cursed herself when she saw it. Luckily the wound didn't start bleeding again during their activity on the couch. The next time they should have to be more careful.

"I don't know," was everything he said, while he was studying her. "You tell me."

"Is this between us also mentioned in the journal?" Her voice was barely a whisper. You could hear that she was comfortable asking him that question.

All she got was a smile from him. She punched him playfully on the shoulder. "Tell me," she asked again, laughing.

"It does eventually," Flynn answered with an even bigger smile.

"You knew it from the beginning? When we first met, did you know that this would happen?"

"At the beginning, yes. When I took you to the Chicago Fair though, I wasn't so sure if any of what was written in that journal was ever going to happen. Everything was so different. I thought that maybe I have altered so much already, that I also changed you. That everything after that won't happen at all. That this thing between us will never happen. It made me feel quite desperate. I even went to church to ask myself if everything I did was the right thing."

Lucy looked at him with astonishment. "You went to church? Really?"

This time it was him laughing. "It really sounds desperate, I know." Just then his face grew serious when he eyed her again. "But what would you do, if you were the only one to know that what you are doing is not the morally right thing to do? That you could change so much but still nothing happens. You question everything. Even yourself. And the only person who is supposed to help you one day, is trying to stop you, is almost part of the organization you want to bring down. The only person you will rely on, you eventually will have strong feelings for one day."

Lucy thought about it and almost had tears built in her eyes when she stroke his cheek with her hand. "I am happy that it worked out that way."

He smiled and gave her a quick kiss on the mouth. "Me too." Flynn put an arm around her and lay back down, closing his eyes. "I'd wish we could stay like this forever and forget Rittenhouse and everyone in it."

"One day, Flynn. One day." With that both of them fell into a deep well-deserved slumber.