When You Were Mine | Falice

"I Love You"

| Present Day |

He hears a knock on the door and groans a little. He's not expecting company and he really isn't in the mood for any, he just wants to wallow in his memories.

But even still, he gets up from his chair and walks over to the door. When he opens it he sees the last person he would've expected to be standing on his front step in the middle of the night; Alice Cooper.

"Alice?" He nearly chokes on her name.

"Can I come in?" She asks softly, and God how he missed her voice.

"Of course." He says stepping aside to let her in. "What are you doing here? Not that I mind of course."

"I..." She starts but trails off, he can see in her eyes something's bothering her.

"Alice?" He places a comforting hand on her shoulder and she feels her entire body grow warm and relax under his touch.

"I love you." She says as a tear falls. He looks at her dumbfounded. "I know I shouldn't have just showed up here and sprung it on you but I do, I love you. I never stopped. And it's probably crazy and stupid and I know you'll probably-"

"I have waited over twenty years to hear you say that again." Her expression softens and they stare at each other for a moment. "But why now? Why after twenty years are you telling me this?" His words sound harsh and he tries his best to deliver them softly.

"Hal and I... we got into a really big fight and he left, said he's staying at some bed and breakfast. And when he left I realized I didn't care." She pauses. "I didn't care where he went, I didn't care who he was with, I just didn't care. And then I thought about you, and how I wanted you to just randomly by some miracle show up because you're the only person who I ever cared about."

He doesn't say anything, just reaches for her and wraps his arms around her. Her body relaxes in his arms and she holds onto him tightly. He pulls back a little and her head rises to look up at him.

She's still as beautiful as ever, her hair, while noticeably shorter now, still falls loosely on her shoulders, though now she keeps her hair more sleek rather than wild and wavy like she had when she was younger. Her hair is a lighter shade of blonde now and her eyes are still as blue as ever. Her body, even after three children, is still as perfect as ever. And even at 40 something she looks like she could pass for someone in their late 20's.

But he does notice that she looks more tired, more stressed. That her strikingly blue eyes seem clouded with hurt. He briefly wonders what she's gone through in the last 20+ years, how Hal had treated her, but by the look in her eyes he can guess.

He also wonders how things got so bad that she ended up here, with him, in his Sunnyside trailer so many years later.

Then he looks down at the woman between his arms, he can see her eyes are glassy from tears threatening to fall, but Alice has always avoided crying in front of people as best she could.

He runs his thumb across her cheek to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear and she smiles softly. They stare at each other for a moment, taking in each other after so many years apart.

Then she leans up and kisses him.

They haven't kissed in over 20 years but they're lips still mould together so perfectly. He kisses her back, deeply. It's slow but it's filled with so much passion.

She reaches for his flannel, pushing it off of his shoulders. "Wait, Al-" he mumbles against her lips and she pulls away frustratedly. "Not that I don't love where this is heading, but you look like you're having a rough night. I don't want to take advantage of you." 

"You're not taking advantage of me. I want this."

"I want it too but... you're married." He feels stupid saying it, he knows she came here despite that and she already told him that she doesn't care about Hal. But he also doesn't want her to regret this in the morning.

She places her hand on his cheek, looking into his eyes and offering him a small smile. "Things between Hal and I have been over for a while." She pauses as she tries to guess what he's thinking, if he wants this, if he wants her. "Things between you and I have never been over."

It only takes a moment before his lips are on hers again, kissing her with everything in him.
His arms wrap around her waist, feeling the warmth of her smooth skin against him. She kisses him deeper, savouring every moment of it.

She moans softly when his tongue slips past her lips and he reaches for her hips, pulling her skirt up a little higher as he picks her up. She wraps her legs firmly around his waist and her hands find their way into his hair.

She reaches down to unfasten his belt and he reaches behind her to unzip her skirt before walking them to his bedroom and laying her softly on the bed. Taking in the sight of her after all these years.

They pull each other's clothes off item by item, and watch in awe as new parts of their bodies become exposed to one another.

She runs her hand up his chest and to his jaw, feeling the rough scrape of his beard against her palm and it sparks something in her.

He looks her over, head to toe, and runs his hand down the valley of her chest to curve around her hip. She's always been beautiful to him but god, she's even more beautiful then he remembered.

She pulls him to her, pressing his body against hers, feeling the erratic beating of his heart against her own.

20 years they've waited for this... 20 damn years.

When he finally moves within her she clings to him tightly, and he leans back enough to watch her. Watch every single face she makes, every time her teeth sink into her bottom lip, every time he moves into her just right and her nails dig into his skin.

And she watches him to, watches as his hands grip her hips tighter and tighter as the feeling heightens, watches as his jaw tenses every time he moves.

But most importantly they both watch one another as they cling to each other, hands grappling at any body part they can reach from their positions. Moaning as their lips nip and suck at each other's necks and collarbones. The pleasurable groaning sounds he makes as her nails rake lightly up his heated skin.

Listening as the words, "I love you", fall from both of their lips as they hit their peak.