Scomiche Love Scenes.

Need You Now Part 2

A/N: PART TWO! WOOOO! Warning: Things are gonna get graphic. PS. Thank you so much to Emmi417 who literally walked me through this every single step of the way. 

Mitch's POV

I climb into the front seat of Scott's car. Cradling the bag of necesities I had brought with me. I look over to Scott. He was so brave to come rescue me. He was even braver to stand up to my asshole of a dad and punch him out. He really was my Knight in shining armor. I was beyond lucky to have him, and I loved him so much. He looked at me, giving me a loving smile and taking my hand. Lacing his fingers through mine. 

"You okay babe?" He asked again, it made me feel a lot better knowing how concerned he was.

"Yeah, I'm okay. I'm a lot better now." 

"That's good." He said, looking back at the road. 

"It was really brave of you to come and save me like that." I say, tracing the back of his hand with my thumb. 

"Well, I had to. With how abusive he was being. I wasn't about to let him get away with hitting the man that I love. " He looked over to me again. "Mitch, I love you so much." 

"I love you too."  Scott stops at a red light, and I lean over in my seat, kissing him quickly several times. 

"You might wanna get some sleep when we get there huh?" He asks, still fixated on the road. 

I hesitate. I feel something deep inside me that I've never felt before. It was almost unexplainable. I looked over again. Scott's profile perfectly alluminated by the light of the moon that was shining through his car window. 

"No." I said finally. "There is no way I'm sleeping tonight."  I squeezed his hand a little. He squeezed back. 

"That's understandable. I don't think I can either, after all that. We can just go home, lay in my bed, and cuddle." Scott suggested, stroking my hand with his thumb. On any other given night, cuddling would be perfect. Cuddling could be more than enough. But tonight, I wanted so much more than that. I reached over with my other hand and began stroking his forearm. My voice suddenly became very quiet and what I would imagine a suductive voice to sound like. 

"Or we could..."  I continued to storke his forearm playfully. Scott wasn't getting it. 

"We could what?" He looked over at me. "Oh! Really?" He asked. "Mitch, you were just in a traumatic situation, you feel vulnerable, You feel as though you need to go and throw your emotions around. You don't need to do that babe. I would love to, really I would, but I think we should do it when you're thinking more clearly." My face fell. That was  NOT what I wanted to hear. 

"But I am thinking clearly Scott. I have never thought more clearly in my entire life. I want you. I need you. I have been through so much bullshit lately, I just want to go to your house and have you make me yours. Is that too much to ask?" He looked away, unsure. But then finally agreed that he couldn't argue that he wanted it as much as I did, but he was unsure. 

"It's not too much to ask, I just don't think it's the right time, and we should wait until it is..." Scott's voice trailed off. 

"When would be the right time?" I ask, growing slightly impatinent.  "I mean, what are you expecting? Something straight out of a movie?" My voice in a half-whisper. 

He shurgged embarassingly. "Yeah, kind of. That is how I sort of imagined it.  Why? How'd you picture it?" He looked over to me one last time before finally pulling into his driveway. He turns off the engine and we just sit there. He waited for me to respond. 

I suddenly felt my cheeks turn  a bright crimson. "I don't know Scott, I guess I just always pictured the man I loved to come and just sweep me off my feet, and once he did, I would just know."  

I turn to face him. "And that's what you did. Tonight. Scott, I love you. I love you so much, a thousand times I love you. And I need  you." 

I looked into his sparkling blue eyes, I saw the aching want behind them. I also saw the shield of rationalitty telling him no when every other part of him was obviously telling him yes. 

I let go of his hand and reach up to stroke his cheek, my other hand still stroking his forearm. 

"Scott, forget rational. Throw that all away. As far as I'm concerned, you did that already. Back in my kitchen. What do you want? Can you please for once think with your heart and not your brain? I know you want to too." 

He said nothing. He just stared at me. He didn't move. He just slowly placed his hand on his cheek, on top of mine. I opened my mouth to say something else, but he stopped me. He kissed me. Long, deep, and passionately. We get carried away and I open my mouth slightly, as he quickly slips his tounge in. We unbuckle ourselves, still not breaking the kiss. We take turns letting out soft moans before the lack of air became so great we had to break apart. 

Scott smiled a suductive smile and with a raised eyebrow says: "Let's go inside." 

I am now unable to speak, I just nod quickly as we both open our doors to get out.  He kisses me one more time before grabbing my hand and pulling me to his front door. He unlocks it, but just as we're about to walk in I stop him. 

"Is anyone home?" I ask, unable to conatin any and all emotion that was coursing through me. 

"Jen's staying at a friend's, dad's on a buisness trip, and mom went on a ladie's mission trip. It's just us." He winks and kisses me one more time. I couldn't hold in my longing anymore. I kiss him back. slipping my tounge into his mouth. I slam the door behind us. Scott leads us to his bedroom, not a single time breaking the kiss. 

I feel my hands move from his shoulders, down to his chest. I start to unbutton his flannel as he pulls at the hem of my t-shirt.  I get it unbuttoned, and yank it off of him, flinging it across the room. He breaks the kiss just long enough to pull my shirt off over my head and ask if I want  to get more comfortable. We throw ourselves on his bed, climbing under the covers and working at each other's zippers. We managage to get our pants and underwear off. Now there was no longer anything between us. Just our bare skin. Which was now hot and sweaty. Scott started trailing kisses down my neck, as I let out a loud moan. He moves down my chest and stomach. My moaning increases in volume as I thurst my body towards his. He gradually moves himself of top of me. I start kissing his chest and let him have a turn letting out a moan. 

When we were finished, he let himself fall down next to me. I cuddle into his side and kiss his cheek repeatedly. Whispering into his ear. "That was amazing Scott, you're the best." 

He just grinned and kissed me once more. "Was it everything you imagined it to be?" 

"And more." I say, resting my head against his chest. "What about you? Was it the movie you always dreamed of?" 

"Oh, it was way better than that." He chuckled, rubbing my arm and kissing my head. By now the sun was rising in the nearby window It's colors peeking in through the drapes. I remember when we were younger, Scott and I used to watch the sunset together in his backyard. We would ask eachother really deep questions like, "If you could have one thing in the world, what you want and why?" Back then, that question was always so exciting. Because of how much possibility it offered. We could literally say what ever we wanted. Not in a million years would I have imagined that after all these years, I would want exactly this. Peacefully laying with Scott in bed just listening to eachother's breathing. It felt like sleeping while you were awake. Not in a million years would I have ever imagined that after all those years this was all I would need. But it is all I want, and it is all I need. And I couldn't be happier.