X-Men: The Heart Of A Steel Man

Chapter 4(Book 2)

"Hm...hm..." Nina looked at the rag in her hand as she began cleaning her table tops. Her fingers began to tap softly as soft words came from her mouth. She was now fluent in polish and Russian, due to Piotr and he had taught her a song hat she loved very much.

As she was singing she was cleaning, the song seemed powerful to her and she loved it. It was a song she would love to sing to her future baby, which should be soon considering how many times they've started to try already, or so they think.

As she sang it rung through the house, Piotr who was in his small office had gotten up following her voice to the kitchen. He leaned against the wall as she was singing. He loved the way she was cleaning and how it went with her tone. Not because she was cleaning, that was a bit of the reason but the fact she could keep it up in general.

She dropped the rag into the since and went on to get the broom, humming coming from her throat as she did the instrumental and went back to singing the words. He noticed she had earphones in, helping her he was guessing. Crossing his arms he closed his own eyes and just sat their listening. He loved how her voice went In Rhythm.

Lifting from the wall he walked to her. She stopped for a moment feeling the earphones come from her ears as she heard Piotr start singing the same as her. She followed him.

"Как узор на окне Снова прошлое рядом" he began to start off and their voices in sync. He intertwined their hands together as they sung and slowly began to move across their kitchen. Looking at her made his entire world light.

She was the sun to his moon, the dove to his crow. She was something that he cherishes and if anything where to happen he wouldn't be able to go on. She was just that important to him as him to her. She was so fascinated by her husband, she didn't realized how she was up till just a year or two ago. She thought it was regular love but it was deeper then just that.

What they had was more to each other, nothing compared to Romeo and Juliet. Nothing compared to what you see with others. By now they were across the kitchen and his chest was against hers. Soon they both got to the end and his face leaned into hers. A small kiss was given to each other and they removed them-self after.

"You have no idea how much I love you do you?" He asked and pushed her hair out of her face.

"I think I may." She stated. She moved her hands to his neck and he picked her up a bit more, the house shoes he had gotten her making her taller for these sorts of things. He placed her onto the couch gently and parted her mouth with his, her legs wrapped around his waist. She let out a small gasp as his hand slid into her jeans, she never getting used to his touch, each time for her was the first time all over again.

He undid her jeans and slid them down to her ankles. They stayed quite He time against each other's lips, not able to get enough of them. They may have had rough times, but times like this, they wanted most out love out of each other.
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Her hands going over his chest she felt his breath go into hers as hers did to his. She had lifted it up over his head and hen looked at him for a good moment. She saw his eyes and she placed her hands to his cheeks, her thumbs over where his cheek bones where. God did she love this, she was made to be his.