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Crying, with both hands covering his face, because of the horrible acts that he had done, he felt shame, he didn’t want to see anyone. He felt like a monster, he tortured and helped to torture the people that he loved, his people. He couldn’t explain what he felt with words, so the only thing he did was to sit down, bowed, crying, unable to do another thing, or that’s what he thought.
When she found out that Marcus was feeling this way, she could only hug him, hold him, and make sure he knew she is there, that he can trust her, and that she loves him with her whole heart. After half an hour had passed hugging him, Marcus felt that he had been there, crying on her shoulder, just a couple of minutes.
He loves those types of moments with her.
They were helping people the rest of the day. Sometimes Marcus broke in tears a little, but helped a lot to have Abby’s hands in his cheeks. Saying with no words that wasn’t his fault, that she was there for him.
The day had finished and they were walking towards their room, in silence, they got in to the room and they saw a huge bedroom with a such beautiful view of Polis, the room was decorated with small candles, that had become the room more romantic and intimate, they light up a bathtub, big enough for two…
Abby could just think about to lie down on the bed, and be relaxed for hours… But, now she was with Marcus, and she wanted to be a little bit quiet with him, so she just left all her belongings on the floor, next to the bed.
She had just sat down on the bed when suddenly, she stood up hearing a small “Ugh” that said Marcus with a little bit of pain while he looked at his injuries he made himself on his torso while he was fighting. He put his hands on his injured torso, trying to relieve a bit the pain, she couldn’t help but walk towards him.
“Let me see” She said with a soft and low voice, he didn’t move at first. But after a couple of seconds, he got off his t-shirt, in front of her, after doing a little nod with the head. Leaving discovered his muscular torso, his strong arms, that she has never seen in this way. She obviously has seen it when she had to do a health check to him, but never in a bedroom (a bedroom that they are going to share for a long time, and they also now that maybe it’s going to be a little bit uncomfortable the first days, but they don’t care, because they just want to be together as long as they can), so now it’s more intimed, more close…
She put one hand on it to look properly at his injuries, slowly, trying not to hurt him. Then, she went back to her bag and searched a little cream jar. She extended a little on her fingers and then on his injuries, at the beginning it hurt him a little her touch but he tried not to protest. After a few minutes doing the same movements with the same rhythm, he feels used to the pain, and slowly that pain becomes pleasure. Feeling those fingers massaging all his torso while she was still looking at his eyes (those beautiful eyes that always turned her on, always)
“Thank you" He said, almost whispering, putting one palm on her cheek, approaching one step towards her. Their breath has become a little deeper, Marcus has realized how much she has worried about him, she always tries to help him, to support him… “God” he was thinking “I love her with my whole heart”
“It’s nothing." She said so low, like if she just wants him to hear it, no one more. With that he smiled, looking at her lips, she did so. Slowly, so slowly, he approached more and more to her, always looking at her lips, and with that he kissed her. A real kiss, not like their first one. That time they had to go fast, he didn’t even know how she tastes, how soft her lips are… But now he does, and he loves it, and he wants to do it the rest of his life.
When she realized, she put one hand behind his neck, and the other one on his cheek. They want to seize their time together.
“Mmm, very soft lips” He said between kisses, suddenly their tongues started to play, and she smiled. She saw that he loved her that way, she tried a little bit harder, biting his lower lip, keeping going lower, to kiss all his neck. With that he moved a little bit up to give her better access, he slipped out a small moan. She smiled again, knowing that she was responsible for that. She continues kissing all his neck and a little behind his ears, trying to know what things make him feel more pressure, soon she understood that was everything that she did. She was enjoying almost as much as he did do that to him, so she did it until finally she came back to his mouth.They kissed like that until neither of them could breath, Marcus wanted to touch every inch of her body, wanted to make her feel how much he loved her, that right now he wishes her body more than anything. But he also wanted to go slow, to enjoy all these moments, like if they were the last ones, just in case they were.
“Shit” He said suddenly, stopping a little to kiss her “I forgot, that-” He couldn’t continue because she kissed him even with more passion again, and again, putting one hand on his hair.
“What, what you forgot, love?” She said, fucking him with the eyes. He liked so much ‘love’, so sweet, so much like them, it just fitted so well. She has never done it. He loves it. And she knew it.
“Miller told me that…” She kissed him again “That, that he want to talk to me when I have arrived to my bedroom”
“But… It’s absolutely necessary for you to go…?” She said kissing him again.
“Yes, sorry… I promised him” He said, really feeling sorry. When they finally get this, he has to go, and let her there. Abby stepped back, knowing that she couldn’t do anything for him to stay here.
“Hey” He said soft “Believe me” taking a lock of her hair, and putting it behind her ear, looking at her eyes “ What I want most right now is to be here with you, Abby”
“Don’t worry” She said smiling, and put one hand on his cheek “I will wait for you here…” She said and went to the bed, and took her boots off “if it’s completely necessary you to go…”
He was starting to change his mind about it, because she was now lying on the bed, getting herself comfortable. He was getting in a personal way in their relationship, which would have been impossible a few weeks ago.
“Sorry for having to go, I hate to leave you” He said sitting on the bed, next to her.
“Don’t worry, I will be here when you are back, we will have time… to do… well, whatever we want to” She smiled, and suddenly Marcus felt how his cock started to swell inside his pants, it was almost painful, and even more when she put her hand on the top of his. She brought his hand to her mouth and kissed it on the top.
He smiled at her and suddenly left.
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He went almost running to see Miller, it wasn’t that he wanted to see him, it was that he wanted to come back to the bedroom as soon as he could.
Miller was talking to him, but he didn’t listen to anything, he could just think about her, to hold her, and to kiss her again. Well he wants to think that, but in fact, he just wants to make her love, to make her feel good, God, he was turned on since they entered the room and he saw that bed, and the bathtub…
He knows it’s so probably that she wasn’t ready to have sex, and he understood it. He didn’t want her to do anything she didn’t want to. If she wants to kiss him, he will kiss her if it was the last kiss, with a lot of passion and as hot as he can, but if she doesn’t want to make another move towards something more intimed, he will respect it and anyway he will enjoy it so much to be with her.
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Finally, after what Marcus felt like hours, the conversation with Miller finished, and he went back to his bedroom. A little nervous.
He waited a few minutes in front of the door, he didn’t know what was going to happen with Abby tonight, he didn’t want her to think that he wanted to do another thing than be with her, and kiss her, and enjoy all the moments that he has with her, he was in love with her. He felt also that he doesn’t deserve what has now with her, every time he saw her laugh (that doesn’t happen usually, with all the pain that they have been through), every beautiful moment that he has with her, he saw what he has done, what he has almost done, hehe almost killed her, kill Abby, kill the most smart, beautiful, hopeful and stubborn woman he has seen in his life.
He suddenly broke up all those thoughts, and entered the room, he didn’t expect to see a sleeping Abby Griffin, lying on her back. In the right side of the bed, completely relaxed and fully clothed. He walked to the bed, trying not to wake her up. And sat next to her.
“Hey, Abby… “ He softly touched her cheek, caressing her. She made a little move with her arm, like so surprised that someone is touching her cheek to wake her up, it has been so much time since someone did that to her.
“Abby, hey, wake up, love” He said, and suddenly he kissed her on the lips, waking her up completely, in just a second. She just jumped on the bed, and opened her eyes. She followed the kiss, and cupped her hands on his cheeks too. They didn’t stop kissing until he broke it breathless and separated just a few inches of her.
“Sorry for waking you up, it’s just that, tomorrow you have to go to see Roan early, and if you sleep now-” he couldn’t continue because suddenly she started to kiss him again and again, so deep.
“Shh,” She said with a smile on her lips, and they were kissing again, it was like a necessity, they needed each other, and they needed each other now.
He lied on the top of her, and kissed her, and introduced his tongue inside her mouth every time deeper, she rolled and suddenly she was on top and Marcus, lied on his back. She was taking the lead. She liked to be in control, and Marcus liked her to be in. She slowed a little bit the rhythm and looked at his eyes. She was sitting between his thighs, there were just a few clothing fabrics between both bodies. In front of him, she took off her shirt, exposing her bra to him. She didn’t do it fast, she was savoring to be watched, to have all his attention just looking at her. When she had finally taken her shirt off, she looked at him, who was just looking at her eyes, he didn’t go fast and rough to squash her breasts, no, he was just looking at her slowly lowering his gaze to her chest. To look at a grey bra, it wasn’t the sexiest bra of the world, but for Marcus was even more than that, and made what felt like all the blood of his body to go to his groin. And he could not help to make a groan which was almost a shiver. She smiled looking at his reaction and felt how his cock grew harder and harder under her. She was about to take off her bra too, when he took her hands off.
“Let me, please…” He said almost begging, she nodded to him, who got up a little so he can kiss her on the lips, and started to lower her kisses, to her cheeks, to her ears, where he felt that she especially likes it there because she made a little groan and all her body shivered, so he did it again, harder this time.
Then, he lowered and lowered his kisses, until if he lowered more, he would be kissing her breasts, he sat up a little like to ask her if he could, like if he is allowed to have this part of her, like asking for access. It’s completely obvious that he didn’t want to do anything if she didn’t completely agree with it, and she loves that.
“Yes, yes, I want you to… please…” She said almost in a whisper. Everytime that he kisses another part of her body, she moans softly. She has her left hand on his shoulder, to support herself, and the other was in his hair, guiding him where she likes more to be touched, to be kissed, to be licked.
And he kept going down, while his hands that were in her hips, now were going up her spine. Until they find the brooch of her bra, he unfastens it so slowly exposing her breasts with complete admiration.
She didn’t feel ashamed, it was just him, Marcus, who she trusts, and loves, yet too confused to admit the last thing. Before meeting Jake, she had been with a few men, of her same age, she didn’t like the way those men were with her, the way their hands squeezed her body and didn’t even wait a moment to really look at her, and treat her how she really deserves.
It’s just that it's been so long since someone has touched her and the feeling of loving again, because what she felt is love, overwhelmed her in the greatest way. She didn’t actually realize tears were forming at the corner of her eyes, and slowly covered her cheeks.
Marcus stopped taking care of her body and just hugged her, tightly, her face resting on his left shoulder. He didn’t rush her to say anything, he just caressed her back, both hands, running invisibly roads on her skin, as her breath came back to normal slowly.