Lucy's POV
"Lucy?" I'd heard him come back up with Dodger, and now his anxious voice called out to see if I was okay. "I'll be right out!" I replied, trying to sound as calm as possible. Truth be told I was probably just as nervous as he was. My heart was still pounding at the reality of his donation, and his words were echoing around in my head. I smoothed my hair back and took a deep breath, wanting to desperately calm my nerves and the shake to my hand at what I was about to do. Knowing who was sitting out there in that next room, waiting for me. Here goes nothing...
I pulled open the door, opening my mouth ready to ask him to do all those things he confessed to wanting to do, but when I saw him sitting on the edge of the bed, I panicked. "Chris?! Are you okay?" I asked, rushing over to him. His head was in his hands as he leaned over, elbows resting on his bent knees. I knelt down in front of him, gingerly raising my hand to touch his, "Chris sweetie..." I whispered, my eyes roaming his shape briefly, seeing how sweaty he was- his shirt clinging to his physique.
His long dark lashes fluttered as he blinked a few times, before flashing his bright blue eyes up at me. "talk to me" I smiled, hoping to calm him. He let out a deep sigh and enveloped my hand in both his large ones. His forehead creased up in little lines as he frowned. "why do I always say shit that'll make you run?" he muttered, yet ending his rhetorical question with a slight smile. I giggled a little, absentmindedly brushing my free hand through his hair. "do you mean the shit you say?" I asked him lightly. And he smiled again, nodding his head as his thumb brushed over my knuckles. I bit my lip as I smiled back at him, "well then..." I sighed, looking away a little, "you can worry that I am gonna run- but you keep tellin' me the stuff that's in your head and I won't go anywhere" I said shyly. My cheeks heating up before I had the courage to look up at him.
I couldn't figure out the look he was giving me at first, but he raised my hand in his to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss to the back of it. "I wanna be your biggest fan" his voice gentle but raw. "I wanna finish on set and forget about all my stuff- and focus on you" he admitted, his eyes locking on mine. "I wanna be your man" I'd never seen him looking this determined. I bit my lip at his admission and I knelt up so I was eye level with him. "then be it" I replied, looking back at his blue eyes as they searched mine- a brief look of uncertainty flashed in them, so I decided to wash that away as I launched at him, pressing a searing kiss to his lips.
His hands found my thighs as I clambered up and onto his lap- still not breaking the kiss. I wrapped my arms around the back of his neck, pulling him as close to me as I could. Rocking my hips slowly back at forth as I ground down onto his crotch, "Sweetheart...." he mumbled against my lips as his hands found their way underneath his t-shirt and onto my ass. He pulled away a little more as he looked breathlessly at me. "not that I'm complaining..." he continued, "but darlin'" he sighed, "If we do this...you ain't ever gettin' rid of me-" he told me. "why the hell would I wanna do that?" I asked, leaning forward to kiss him again- arching my back to press my chest harder up against his. A slight groan rumbling out of him as my ass rubbed against his hardening length. "I've spent too many nights now fantasizing about your hands on me" I sighed as I pulled away again, removing my hands from his neck. "having my hands on you" I continued to move my touch across his hard chest, down to the hem of his white t-shirt.
Chris' POV
"that makes two of us" I replied as I tightened my grip on her waist and stood from the bed. In one quick move I had our positions switched and I threw her down onto the bed. Our gaze on each other was locked as I took my right hand to the back of my still damp t-shirt and tugged it up over my head. I tossed it somewhere in the room and wasted no time in crawling up over the beautiful woman that lay on the bed before me.
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Lucky Me
FanfictionI gotta pose for the cameras Even when my world's falling down I still wear a smile Lucky me Even though I'm so damaged I gotta pick myself up and perform for the crowd Lucky me Complaining to my loved ones I wanna be a star But no one ever told me...