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Adult +
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5
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6
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First Time Ever I Saw Your Face
"First Time Ever I Saw Your Face" ~ Ewan Mac Coll
The first time ever I saw your face
I thought the sun rose in your eyes
And the moon and stars were the gifts you gave
To the dark and the endless sky, my love
And the first time ever I kissed your mouth
I felt the earth move through my hands
Like the trembling heart of a captive bird
That was there at my command
And the first time ever I lay with you
I felt your heart so close to mine
And I knew our joy would fill the earth
And last till the end of time, my love
The first time ever I saw your face
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Back in the bedroom, Molly had put the silk nightgown back on and returned to the bed, getting under the covers once more. Her feet were cold from the frost covered grass.
She was startled from her attempt at rest as the bedroom door opened: seeing his profile in the moonlight that came in through the window that faced the front of the house, Molly realized that it was Henry.
He locked the bedroom door behind him and undressed, watching her silently. Molly had rolled away from him when he had entered, so that he could only see the back of her head.
“Not the least bit curious as to why I’m here?” he queried, stepping towards the bed.
“I don’t have anything to say” Molly replied.
Henry climbed in beside her, pressing his chest to her back. “Nothing? Well, then, let me say something…”
Molly stiffened against him, not wanting to hear Henry’s admonitions that she knew were coming.
“When those sirens go off, Molly, you don’t leave the house: none of you women do. We have a perimeter set up so that we will either funnel in the infected and terminate them, or they will be kept separated from the main house. If we hadn’t killed those three tonight, you would have put yourself directly in harm’s way. I won’t have that, got it?”
Molly shrugged. “Why does it matter? We’re just… oh, how did you frame it the other day… we’re just ‘pussies’, right?”
Henry sighed angrily. “God damn it, Molly… You just don’t get it, do you?!” He threw himself onto his back and stared at the ceiling.
“I don’t want to get it” she responded softly. “I just want to sleep”
For a moment, she thought that she would get her wish, that Henry would let her be… but before she could even close her eyes, he had rolled back over her, pinning her down to the mattress so that she couldn’t move, his lips by her left ear.
“You will listen to me, Molly! You will obey me! I brought you here so that I could protect you, so that I could love you! Why can’t you get that through your thick skull?!”
“Because you don’t trap what you love, Henry!” Molly yelped back. “You don’t shackle what you love in the cellar if it doesn’t do what you want!”
“You aren’t in the cellar, Molly, but you’re trying my patience! I’m telling you something and it’s going right over your fucking head!” Henry could feel her trembling beneath him, so he released her, coaxing her to turn over towards him by gently pulling on her shoulder.
“Please, can we just sleep?” Molly inquired, tears streaming down her face. She didn’t know it, but his words had gotten through to her very core.
“Molly… I don’t want you out there when the sirens are blaring because I…”
She placed her fingertips over his lips, stopping him from speaking. “No… no, we can’t afford to really care, don’t you understand? Nothing is certain, we could be over-run tomorrow”
Henry shook his head and took hold of her wrist, pulling her hand away from his mouth. “We won’t be, Molly, this is a solid encampment”
“I’ve lost too much already, Henry… my family, most of my friends, my life… the world, for Christ’s sake. I don’t want to lose anyone or anything else! I can’t afford to love!”
Henry held her face in his hands, wiping away her tears with his thumbs even as his own eyes threatened to spill over. He couldn’t bear to see her like this, obviously so wounded that she had given up on something that he wanted her to have. “It’s all right, then, you don’t have to say it back to me… but Molly, I have to say it…”
“No!” she denied, closing her eyes and lifting her hands to his wrists, trying to pull away from him. “Henry…”
“I love you” he blurted out, pressing frantic kisses to her face even as she tried to squirm out of his grasp. “I love you, Molly… I’ve loved you since I first laid eyes upon you…”
“Stop” Molly whined, her tears coming faster now, “Please…”
“No” Henry denied, continuing to pepper her skin with kisses, “I won’t stop, Molly… I won’t stop loving you…”
At his words, she began to sob violently, no longer fighting to get away from him, but instead wrapping her arms around his neck and holding him close.
“Don’t be afraid” Henry whispered, sliding his arms around her waist and squeezing her tightly. “I’m here, Molly… I love you, and I’m not going anywhere…”
Her sobs were so great that she felt embarrassed, but through them all, Henry held her close and breathed soothing things into her ear, his hands massaging her back. He let her cry out her anxieties, proving his lasting presence to her all the while…
“Hen…” she forced through her sobs, “Oh, god, Hen, I love you, too… I love you so much…!”
“Easy, love” Henry cooed, stroking her side. “I’m right here with you”
Molly leaned forward and kissed him, amazed that he was weeping as well. “Henry?”
“It’s all right, darling… I can’t tell you how much I’ve needed to hear you say that to me”
“Oh, Hen…”
Henry smiled and wiped at his eyes. “You know, I don’t think I’ve cried in years”
Molly couldn’t help herself: she kissed him again, pulling on his lower lip.
Henry didn’t want to talk any more: she simply tasted and felt too good. He didn’t know where she had gotten the nightgown from, but it suited her and added to the natural softness of her skin. He held her close and lost himself in their embrace…
Molly felt his hands slide down to her backside and begin to pull up the hem of her nightgown… She took her lips from his and sighed. “Mm, Hen… I think it’s time that I show you my ‘specialty’…”
“Is it, now?” he queried coyly, softly kissing her collarbone.
Molly nodded… and before he could even think about stopping her, she had ducked beneath the covers and slid down his body…
Henry yelped with pleasure as Molly slid her mouth onto him, her talented tongue and lips working at him. He instinctually placed his hands on her head and relished the warm tightness of her mouth. Jesus Christ, it felt so good… he thought that he was losing his mind.
Molly slurped away at him happily, amazed at how thick and hot he was against her tongue… so fucking delicious, the most delicious cock that she had ever tasted…
Henry couldn’t keep from moaning, and he was losing his composure with every passing second. “Molly…” he warned, huffing from the effort of holding on, “Molly, I…”
She wasn’t stopping, not for anything on this earth: Henry realized this and decided to give her what he knew that she wanted to hear.
“I’m coming” he cried, digging his fingers into her hair and tugging on her locks. “Fucking hell, I’m coming, baby!”
Molly loved to hear the words from his mouth, and she tasted his fluid at the same time, swallowing all that he had to give… and it was no small amount.
Sweating, trying to catch his breath, Henry gently guided her back up to face him, smiling broadly.
Molly found it humorous that he couldn’t form words yet: she giggled at this and stroked his jaw, feeling the fine sheen of sweat that was upon him. “That’s my specialty” she whispered.
Henry nodded in furtive agreement and kissed her forehead, her cheeks, her mouth… Molly was pleasantly surprised when he didn’t shrink away from his own taste.
“I need a minute to catch my breath” Henry managed to get out, holding her close.
“Mm, take all the time you need” Molly replied. “You’re absolutely yummy, you know”
“Can’t say that I do” he responded cheekily.
“Hen, can we talk for a moment… while you rest?”
“Uh-oh” Henry answered. “I don’t want to fight, sweetie”
“I don’t either” Molly stated, reaching out and rubbing the nape of his neck. “I just… I want the two of us to talk some more later… about Jennifer”
“Molly…”
“Hen, whatever you decide, I’ll follow… I’m not going to rock the boat for you, I promise. I just want you to listen to what I have to say and consider it… that’s all I’m asking for”
“You promise not to cause trouble?”
“I do” Molly swore.
“And you promise not to shut yourself away from me ever again?”
Molly hadn’t realized how much it had hurt him when she had been avoiding him. “I promise” she replied, literally sealing her words with a kiss.
“All right, then… I’ll listen and consider… but I have to make my decisions based on what’s best for everyone, not just what’s best for one person”
Molly nodded in agreement: and was met by his lips as he kissed her deeply.
“That’s my good girl” Henry complimented, rolling over her.
Despite the fact that he had already had an orgasm, he rocked his body against hers with a desperate passion, eager to claim her once more. When she had walked away from him earlier that afternoon, angry with him for what had happened with Jennifer, he had thought that he had lost her. The idea had devastated him: without Molly, what hope did he have?
Molly held him close, running her hands down his back in an attempt to soothe him. “Hen…”
“My sweet love” he responded, placing kisses along her jaw.
Their movements became frenzied as they fed off of one another’s physical pleasure. They came together, crying out and clutching at each other desperately.
Henry chuckled softly as he rolled them onto their sides and kissed her forehead.
“What?” Molly queried, rubbing her forehead against his chest and relishing the sweaty feel of him.
“That, dearest, was definitely make-up sex”
Molly giggled. “It was good… very, very good… I just wish we didn’t have to fight in order to have it: as a matter of fact, I don’t ever want to fight with you again. You’re scary when you’re mad, you know”
Henry shrugged playfully. “Well, that is the idea, Molly. You have to be fearsome in order to command respect as an officer”
“I’ll remember that for when I start a military career”
He laughed again, squeezing her tight. “You do that, darling… you do that”
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TBC
The first time ever I saw your face
I thought the sun rose in your eyes
And the moon and stars were the gifts you gave
To the dark and the endless sky, my love
And the first time ever I kissed your mouth
I felt the earth move through my hands
Like the trembling heart of a captive bird
That was there at my command
And the first time ever I lay with you
I felt your heart so close to mine
And I knew our joy would fill the earth
And last till the end of time, my love
The first time ever I saw your face
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Back in the bedroom, Molly had put the silk nightgown back on and returned to the bed, getting under the covers once more. Her feet were cold from the frost covered grass.
She was startled from her attempt at rest as the bedroom door opened: seeing his profile in the moonlight that came in through the window that faced the front of the house, Molly realized that it was Henry.
He locked the bedroom door behind him and undressed, watching her silently. Molly had rolled away from him when he had entered, so that he could only see the back of her head.
“Not the least bit curious as to why I’m here?” he queried, stepping towards the bed.
“I don’t have anything to say” Molly replied.
Henry climbed in beside her, pressing his chest to her back. “Nothing? Well, then, let me say something…”
Molly stiffened against him, not wanting to hear Henry’s admonitions that she knew were coming.
“When those sirens go off, Molly, you don’t leave the house: none of you women do. We have a perimeter set up so that we will either funnel in the infected and terminate them, or they will be kept separated from the main house. If we hadn’t killed those three tonight, you would have put yourself directly in harm’s way. I won’t have that, got it?”
Molly shrugged. “Why does it matter? We’re just… oh, how did you frame it the other day… we’re just ‘pussies’, right?”
Henry sighed angrily. “God damn it, Molly… You just don’t get it, do you?!” He threw himself onto his back and stared at the ceiling.
“I don’t want to get it” she responded softly. “I just want to sleep”
For a moment, she thought that she would get her wish, that Henry would let her be… but before she could even close her eyes, he had rolled back over her, pinning her down to the mattress so that she couldn’t move, his lips by her left ear.
“You will listen to me, Molly! You will obey me! I brought you here so that I could protect you, so that I could love you! Why can’t you get that through your thick skull?!”
“Because you don’t trap what you love, Henry!” Molly yelped back. “You don’t shackle what you love in the cellar if it doesn’t do what you want!”
“You aren’t in the cellar, Molly, but you’re trying my patience! I’m telling you something and it’s going right over your fucking head!” Henry could feel her trembling beneath him, so he released her, coaxing her to turn over towards him by gently pulling on her shoulder.
“Please, can we just sleep?” Molly inquired, tears streaming down her face. She didn’t know it, but his words had gotten through to her very core.
“Molly… I don’t want you out there when the sirens are blaring because I…”
She placed her fingertips over his lips, stopping him from speaking. “No… no, we can’t afford to really care, don’t you understand? Nothing is certain, we could be over-run tomorrow”
Henry shook his head and took hold of her wrist, pulling her hand away from his mouth. “We won’t be, Molly, this is a solid encampment”
“I’ve lost too much already, Henry… my family, most of my friends, my life… the world, for Christ’s sake. I don’t want to lose anyone or anything else! I can’t afford to love!”
Henry held her face in his hands, wiping away her tears with his thumbs even as his own eyes threatened to spill over. He couldn’t bear to see her like this, obviously so wounded that she had given up on something that he wanted her to have. “It’s all right, then, you don’t have to say it back to me… but Molly, I have to say it…”
“No!” she denied, closing her eyes and lifting her hands to his wrists, trying to pull away from him. “Henry…”
“I love you” he blurted out, pressing frantic kisses to her face even as she tried to squirm out of his grasp. “I love you, Molly… I’ve loved you since I first laid eyes upon you…”
“Stop” Molly whined, her tears coming faster now, “Please…”
“No” Henry denied, continuing to pepper her skin with kisses, “I won’t stop, Molly… I won’t stop loving you…”
At his words, she began to sob violently, no longer fighting to get away from him, but instead wrapping her arms around his neck and holding him close.
“Don’t be afraid” Henry whispered, sliding his arms around her waist and squeezing her tightly. “I’m here, Molly… I love you, and I’m not going anywhere…”
Her sobs were so great that she felt embarrassed, but through them all, Henry held her close and breathed soothing things into her ear, his hands massaging her back. He let her cry out her anxieties, proving his lasting presence to her all the while…
“Hen…” she forced through her sobs, “Oh, god, Hen, I love you, too… I love you so much…!”
“Easy, love” Henry cooed, stroking her side. “I’m right here with you”
Molly leaned forward and kissed him, amazed that he was weeping as well. “Henry?”
“It’s all right, darling… I can’t tell you how much I’ve needed to hear you say that to me”
“Oh, Hen…”
Henry smiled and wiped at his eyes. “You know, I don’t think I’ve cried in years”
Molly couldn’t help herself: she kissed him again, pulling on his lower lip.
Henry didn’t want to talk any more: she simply tasted and felt too good. He didn’t know where she had gotten the nightgown from, but it suited her and added to the natural softness of her skin. He held her close and lost himself in their embrace…
Molly felt his hands slide down to her backside and begin to pull up the hem of her nightgown… She took her lips from his and sighed. “Mm, Hen… I think it’s time that I show you my ‘specialty’…”
“Is it, now?” he queried coyly, softly kissing her collarbone.
Molly nodded… and before he could even think about stopping her, she had ducked beneath the covers and slid down his body…
Henry yelped with pleasure as Molly slid her mouth onto him, her talented tongue and lips working at him. He instinctually placed his hands on her head and relished the warm tightness of her mouth. Jesus Christ, it felt so good… he thought that he was losing his mind.
Molly slurped away at him happily, amazed at how thick and hot he was against her tongue… so fucking delicious, the most delicious cock that she had ever tasted…
Henry couldn’t keep from moaning, and he was losing his composure with every passing second. “Molly…” he warned, huffing from the effort of holding on, “Molly, I…”
She wasn’t stopping, not for anything on this earth: Henry realized this and decided to give her what he knew that she wanted to hear.
“I’m coming” he cried, digging his fingers into her hair and tugging on her locks. “Fucking hell, I’m coming, baby!”
Molly loved to hear the words from his mouth, and she tasted his fluid at the same time, swallowing all that he had to give… and it was no small amount.
Sweating, trying to catch his breath, Henry gently guided her back up to face him, smiling broadly.
Molly found it humorous that he couldn’t form words yet: she giggled at this and stroked his jaw, feeling the fine sheen of sweat that was upon him. “That’s my specialty” she whispered.
Henry nodded in furtive agreement and kissed her forehead, her cheeks, her mouth… Molly was pleasantly surprised when he didn’t shrink away from his own taste.
“I need a minute to catch my breath” Henry managed to get out, holding her close.
“Mm, take all the time you need” Molly replied. “You’re absolutely yummy, you know”
“Can’t say that I do” he responded cheekily.
“Hen, can we talk for a moment… while you rest?”
“Uh-oh” Henry answered. “I don’t want to fight, sweetie”
“I don’t either” Molly stated, reaching out and rubbing the nape of his neck. “I just… I want the two of us to talk some more later… about Jennifer”
“Molly…”
“Hen, whatever you decide, I’ll follow… I’m not going to rock the boat for you, I promise. I just want you to listen to what I have to say and consider it… that’s all I’m asking for”
“You promise not to cause trouble?”
“I do” Molly swore.
“And you promise not to shut yourself away from me ever again?”
Molly hadn’t realized how much it had hurt him when she had been avoiding him. “I promise” she replied, literally sealing her words with a kiss.
“All right, then… I’ll listen and consider… but I have to make my decisions based on what’s best for everyone, not just what’s best for one person”
Molly nodded in agreement: and was met by his lips as he kissed her deeply.
“That’s my good girl” Henry complimented, rolling over her.
Despite the fact that he had already had an orgasm, he rocked his body against hers with a desperate passion, eager to claim her once more. When she had walked away from him earlier that afternoon, angry with him for what had happened with Jennifer, he had thought that he had lost her. The idea had devastated him: without Molly, what hope did he have?
Molly held him close, running her hands down his back in an attempt to soothe him. “Hen…”
“My sweet love” he responded, placing kisses along her jaw.
Their movements became frenzied as they fed off of one another’s physical pleasure. They came together, crying out and clutching at each other desperately.
Henry chuckled softly as he rolled them onto their sides and kissed her forehead.
“What?” Molly queried, rubbing her forehead against his chest and relishing the sweaty feel of him.
“That, dearest, was definitely make-up sex”
Molly giggled. “It was good… very, very good… I just wish we didn’t have to fight in order to have it: as a matter of fact, I don’t ever want to fight with you again. You’re scary when you’re mad, you know”
Henry shrugged playfully. “Well, that is the idea, Molly. You have to be fearsome in order to command respect as an officer”
“I’ll remember that for when I start a military career”
He laughed again, squeezing her tight. “You do that, darling… you do that”
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TBC