Worth the Wait

Worth the Wait—Revised Version
by Phoenix Flower
 
Disclaimer: Osmosis Jones and its characters belong to Warner Brothers, not to me. I am in no way affiliated with WB, I am writing this without their permission, and I'm not making a single red cent off this.
 
Please, review this fic; I’ve put a great deal of time and effort into it, and I’d love to know what y'all think of it.
 
Oh, one more thing: you see the rating on this? NC-17, as in no children under seventeen. So if you’re even a minute under seventeen years of age…GET YOUR UNDERAGED BUTT OUTTA HERE, PUNK!!!! :::smiles sweetly::: As for those of you who are seventeen or older, enjoy! ^_^
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Life in the City of Frank had pretty much returned to normal since the defeat of the evil Thrax. As far as Osmosis Jones and Leah Estrogen were concerned, things were better than ever. During the Thrax crisis, Leah had gradually come to the realization that Ozzie's feelings for her, hitherto unrequited, were not one-sided after all. She had come to realize that he genuinely cared about her and, even more surprisingly to her, that she genuinely cared about him, too. A romance had taken root, and since their first kiss, it had blossomed.
 
In the months following the recognition of their mutual love, they had begun to date steadily. It was so new to Leah. She had always seen herself as a strictly independent career girl; she had never pictured herself in a serious, noteworthy relationship, especially not with Ozzie. What was also amazing to her was that it had taken so long for her to see how perfect she and Ozzie were together. She knew that even though it had taken some time for her to realize it, they had been meant for each other right from the start.
 
Now here she was, picking out something to wear for their one-year anniversary. Before they had gotten together, Leah wouldn’t have thought that Ozzie was the type to stay in a relationship for anywhere close to a year. I guess love makes us see a whole new side of a person, she contemplated as she slipped into a short, blue, spaghetti-strap dress. And a whole new side of ourselves.
 
As she ran a last-minute inspection on herself, she wondered what exactly would happen on their date. Physically, they had yet to go beyond second base; they had agreed to take it slowly, as neither wanted to risk spoiling what they had by moving too fast. But could tonight be the night they’d been waiting for? She found herself hoping that the answer would be yes. He’s the one; I know it, she thought. I want this to happen with him.
 
Later that night, that hopefulness was still in Leah’s mind as she and Ozzie sat on the couch in his apartment, watching TV and relaxing after a pleasantly long evening of dinner, dancing, and a movie. Ozzie had one arm around Leah, who was resting her head on his shoulder.
 
Ozzie glanced at Leah out of the corner of his eye. She was so beautiful. He played with the idea of the possibilities this moment held—he and the woman he loved were alone in his apartment and resting against each other on the couch. This notion inevitably led to more thoughts, more ideas. He bit his lip as he wondered what would happen if he acted upon the desire he felt welling within him. It would be pointless for him to try to deny that he was dying to; that would have been like denying the existence of a tsunami that was headed right him him. But he had to be certain that it was what Leah wanted, too; after all, as much as he desired her, he didn’t want for her to do anything with which she was uncomfortable.
 
With some nervousness, he decided to make his move, but not too suddenly or bluntly; he wanted to avoid frightening her. Instead, he tentatively placed a gentle kiss atop her head, then another, then another. He felt her stir in his embrace and lift her head so he could kiss her cheek, too. He wrapped his other arm around her and pulled her close, and he kissed her on the cheek, then on the neck.
 
Leah closed her eyes as she felt Ozzie’s strong arms surround her, and she turned her head to meet his lips with her own. Without fail, she felt that same rush she always experienced when they kissed. She wrapped her arms around him, and she slid her hands to the back of his head to keep his mouth pressed to hers; she wanted this moment to last as long as possible. As she became aware of an incipient throbbing centered between her legs, suggestive images crept into her mind. The hopefulness in her mind resurfaced as she wondered how far this would go.
 
Ozzie felt himself melt when Leah’s lips met his. As he held her close, all the most erotic fantasies he had ever had about her came flooding back to him. He felt intoxicated, as if her sweet lips were coated with wine. He lightly touched his tongue to her lips; she parted them in acceptance of his entreaty, and he slid his tongue inside.
 
Ozzie moaned as their tongues met. The tingle that Leah had noticed before was now burgeoning into a dull ache. It felt wonderful, and she pressed herself more fully against Ozzie as she sought more of the pleasant pain. As she deepened the kiss and luxuriated in how soft and sweet Ozzie’s mouth was, she marveled at how perfectly they fit into each other’s arms, as if they literally had been created for each other.
 
Leah gripped the edges of Ozzie’s black vest and began tugging it off. Ozzie took his arms away from her just long enough to remove it, then he tossed it aside and they resumed their fervid embrace. The whole time, their lips never parted.
 
Ozzie’s breath came in ragged pants as the two kissed and caressed each other. He groaned softly as he delved into Leah’s mouth and explored every crevice, every tooth, and her tongue. He shivered with pleasure as she stroked the underside of his tongue with the tip of hers. As he gently sucked on her tongue, he felt a telltale warmth in his loins, and he wanted that warm feeling to go on and on. Even if this turned out to be as far as they went tonight, it felt wonderful just to kiss her and touch her like this.
 
Almost unconsciously, Ozzie slowly lowered Leah onto the sofa. He still didn’t dare to break the fiery contact of their mouths. Leah moaned softly as Ozzie lay on top of her. She slid her mouth from his and kissed his cheek and neck; Ozzie paused, enjoying her touch. He then heard her whisper, "Let’s go into the bedroom."
 
He raised his head to look into her eyes. "Are you sure?" he breathed. " ‘Cause we don’t have to do this." His body was screaming at him to shut up and just go along with what she said, but he still had to make sure it was what she really wanted.
 
"I know that," said Leah, moved by his earnestness, "but I want to. You don’t have to worry about me; I won’t regret this. I want it to happen." Ozzie sensed the total sincerity and trust in her voice and her eyes. That was all the assurance he needed.
 
As he moved to pick her up, she realized that the television was still on. "Babe, the TV…"
 
"Oh, right." Ozzie quickly picked up the remote and turned off the TV, then he returned his attention to Leah. He lifted her almost effortlessly, and he supported her legs with one arm and her back with the other as he carried her in the direction of his room. Leah put her arms around his broad shoulders, her mind swimming with excited incredulity. She could scarcely believe that she was about to make love to Ozzie for the first time! As the full realization sank in, she knew unequivocally that she would not regret what was about to transpire.
 
They entered the bedroom, which was dimly lit by small slivers of city light that crept through the venetian blinds. Ozzie laid his girlfriend onto the bed, lay beside her, and kissed her. They passionately ran their hands over each other, both moaning with amorous desire.
 
Ozzie kicked off his shoes, pulled his socks off with his toes, and rolled onto Leah. As she removed her white earrings and dropped them onto the bedside table, he nibbled gently at the base of her neck.
 
"Let me know if I do anything you don’t like, a’ right?" said Ozzie.
 
"Okay," Leah whispered. "And you?"
 
"Hmm?"
 
"Will you tell me if I do something you don’t like?"
 
"A'ight," Ozzie murmured against her plasma membrane.
 
As they worked their way underneath the covers, Leah reached down to unfasten Ozzie’s belt. Once she had removed it, she tossed it aside. Ozzie pulled off his shirt, and Leah ran her hands along his handsomely sculpted chest. "Looks like somebody’s been workin’ out," she observed before she rolled on top of him and kissed it. Ozzie sighed, stroking her arms. His hand found its way to the thin zipper in the back of her dress, and he unzipped it in one motion. He tugged the dress down to reveal the azure lace of a strapless brassiere, and his breathing deepened.
 
He helped Leah pull the dress down and wriggle out of it, then he reached down to help remove her shoes. Leah lay upon his chest, and she kissed and lightly licked his neck. As her breasts rubbed against his chest, she sighed, savoring such intimate contact with her love. She rose into a kneeling position, took off Ozzie’s pants, and left only his red-and-white boxers. As she pulled his pants down, they brushed against his increasing arousal and sent a jolt of pleasure through him.
 
Ozzie grasped Leah’s arms and lay on top of her. He kissed her soft lips as he worked his hands underneath her upper back; she arched her back to make it easier for him. After a few seconds, Ozzie managed to unfasten Leah’s bra; as he parted his lips from hers and knelt astride her, he pulled it off, and he threw it to the floor. He gazed in awe at her full, ample breasts as she breathed heavily in anticipation. He gently grasped both of them and massaged them, and she moaned. He felt his body responding both to the sounds that came from her and to the supple softness of her bosom.
 
Leah laid her hands atop those of Ozzie in encouragement. His ministrations felt so good, and she wanted more. She leaned her head back and made soft moaning sounds. "Ozzie," she whispered.
 
Ozzie wrapped his arms around her waist, covered one breast with his mouth, and sucked at it hungrily. Leah gasped and reflexively arched her back. Ozzie ran his tongue along the stiffening peak and gently nibbled at it, and he elicited a small cry of pleasure from Leah. He laid both his hands onto her other breast, his body’s pliability coming in handy, and massaged it. Leah held him close and moaned her delight as the sensations he was creating radiated throughout her body. "Ohhh…oh, Ozzie."
 
With a deep sigh, Ozzie slid his mouth across Leah’s chest to her other breast and kissed and sucked it as he had done to the first one. She groaned again, and Ozzie felt her hands press down beseechingly on his back. Leah, don’t let go, he implored silently. You taste so wonderful. Please, just keep holding me.
 
He gradually increased the pressure with his mouth and teeth. The sounds of rapture that Leah made increased with it. At one point, though, he bit a little too hard, and she grunted in discomfort. He quickly stopped. "Did I hurt you?" he asked apprehensively.
 
"Kind of," Leah said gently, looking at him with no reproach in her eyes.
 
"Sorry. I-I’ll be more careful."
 
As Ozzie resumed fondling her, Leah smiled and placed her hand on his head in a gesture of affection. She knew that his question and his promise to be more careful were far from being mere lip service; they were out of earnest concern for her. He’s so sweet, she thought. I love him so much. With a sigh, she leaned her head back again and closed her eyes as she continued enjoying her lover’s caresses. "Oh, Osmosis."
 
Ozzie could have stayed there forever, but even as he was indulging in the softness of Leah’s breasts, the rest of her body was calling out to him, beckoning him to explore her more fully. He kissed the valley between her breasts and then kissed his way up her arm and over her shoulder and neck. He softly kissed her lips and then began making his way downward to kiss and caress her smooth stomach and waist. "You're so beautiful," he whispered on his way down. "So gorgeous."
 
He ran his hands down her hips as he moved down to her legs. He knelt beside her legs, took one of them into his hands, and placed a series of soft, hot kisses on her shin and calf. He ran one hand along her leg while the other kept it held up, and Leah sighed blissfully.
 
He lowered Leah’s leg back onto the bed, and he knelt at her feet and faced her. He reached up, pulled down her blue panties, and tossed them to the floor. He then placed one hand on each of her legs and pushed them apart, gently but eagerly. At the sight of Leah’s femininity, he had to remind himself firmly to keep control. He crawled closer to his target, took a deep breath, and reached for her. He touched her moist secret and lightly kissed her near the mound in the center several times. "Ozzie, please," he heard Leah say breathlessly. "Please…touch me there."
 
Ozzie smirked. "Are you sure?" he asked teasingly, lightly placing one finger tantalizingly on the mound. "I gotta warn ya, I might be a little too hot to handle."
 
Leah was nearly going insane. She wanted to scream at him to touch her, but she fought to retain a shred of self-control. "Yes," she said under her breath. "Please, touch me!"
 
"A’ight, you asked for it; don’t say I didn’t warn ya!"
 
With that, he pressed down and rubbed firmly. Leah moaned as Ozzie caressed her. He rubbed all over the soft, moist area, and he delighted in the sounds that came from his girlfriend; it was so thrilling to make her feel so good. He looked up at her and saw a mien of complete surrender on her beautiful face, and he sensed the unmitigated trust that she bestowed upon him.
 
He spread her folds with his fingers and kissed her around the edge of her entrance. He then moved his mouth upward and kissed the prominent nub, lightly at first, then he wrapped his lips around it and sucked on it. Leah gasped and moaned.
 
When Ozzie’s mouth finally came into full contact with Leah’s softness, he inhaled sharply; he had been unprepared for how luscious she would taste. She tasted salty with a hint of sweetness, and he wanted more. He esuriently caressed her with his mouth and relished her cries of pleasure. He stretched his arms behind him, grasped her ankles, and wrapped her legs around his head. Mmm…I didn’t know it was even possible for anything to taste this good, he thought.
 
Meanwhile, virtually all capability of conscious thought had abandoned Leah. The only thing on her mind—what was left of it by now, anyway—was the intense, overpowering pleasure she felt burning within her. She clutched the pillow beneath her head and reflexively bucked her hips as she was overcome by the sensations. "Ozzie…oh…Osmosis…oh, that feels incredible."
 
She cried out in rapture between gasps as Ozzie used his tongue to flick at her center and thrust inside her. She felt the tip of it stroke her inner walls, and she let out a quivering moan. She gasped when Ozzie once again put his elasticity to good use: he extended his tongue and licked as deep inside her as he could! A sound caught between a moan and a whimper forced its way past Leah’s lips. "Ozzie! Oh, oh…
 
"Baby," she breathed, "do that again." Ozzie, more than happy to oblige, delved deep into her womanhood a second time. "Yes…oh, that feels so good."
 
Leah looked down at him. Look at him, she thought through the haze of elation that filled her mind. He wants so much to please me. Ohh, he’s amazing, too. "Yes…oh, yes…" She felt as if her body were literally on fire! The blaze had started out as a small flame, but it was steadily increasing into an untamed wildfire.
 
With each stroke from Ozzie’s warm mouth, Leah felt the pressure within her body become greater and greater. Finally, as if an invisible dam inside her had burst, the built-up pressure broke free and sent surges of unimaginable pleasure coursing through her like electricity. She threw her head back and cried out his name in sheer euphoria as a flash of light blinded her. The fire within her had become a raging inferno that was completely consuming her!
 
Ozzie eagerly drank down the tangy liquid that Leah gave forth when she climaxed. He then slithered out from between her thighs and lay next to her on his side, and he put his arm around her waist as she panted heavily. He licked away the juices that remained on and around his lips; he held them in his mouth for several moments and savored their sweetly piquant flavor, then he swallowed them with a contented sigh. "You taste great," he remarked huskily, smiling lightly.
 
He stroked her face. "So how you holdin’ up, beautiful? You need a rest?" He received his answer when, with a guileful smirk, Leah pushed him onto his back and stood over him on all fours. She seized his wrists and pinned his hands to the mattress so they were just about level with his head. She then leaned close to his face and purred, "You’re the one who’s gonna need rest, baby. It’s my turn now."
 
With that, she pressed her mouth hungrily to his and lowered herself onto his chest. As she invaded his mouth, she could faintly taste her own lingering sweetness. She slid her hands down his arms until they came to rest on either side of his face, and she held his face in her hands as her lips caressed his. She sighed as he enfolded her in his arms and held her firmly against himself. She slid her mouth to his cheek; as she caressed his face with her lips, his hands slid down her back onto her rear. "I’d say I ain’t the only one who’s been workin’ out," he commented. Leah giggled and then moved down to nibble and suck on his neck.
 
Ozzie turned his head to guide Leah to where he wanted her to go. He sighed as her velvety kisses covered his neck. As he trembled with pleasure, he closed his eyes and concentrated on the lovely sensations. "Mmm…"
 
Leah slid downward so she could kiss Ozzie’s chest. She sucked on one of his nipples, and she grinned inwardly when he gasped and arched his back. She teased it with her tongue and her teeth and evoked even louder sounds of pleasure from him. "Ohh…Leah."
 
She straddled Ozzie’s waist and laid one hand on each of his nipples. She rocked back and forth, putting her shoulders into it as she rubbed them. Ozzie groaned and closed his eyes as Leah massaged him, and his moaning grew louder when she returned her mouth to one of them and kissed and licked it while still rubbing the other, as he had done to her breasts. "Ohh, that feels good," he moaned.
 
Leah, greatly enjoying her effect on him, made her way further downward. She lightly traced her finger once along his arousal through the fabric of his boxers as a tease. Ozzie held his breath, and he slowly released it as Leah unhurriedly blazed a trail of kisses toward his feet.
 
She nibbled on the sole of one of Ozzie’s feet and made him giggle from the tickling sensation. She then licked his sole and let her tongue lead her to his toes. She sucked on them and ran her tongue between them. "Hey, that tickles!" Ozzie laughed, curling his toes. He kept laughing as Leah subjected his other foot to the same playful torment. But the laughter ceased abruptly when she unexpectedly wrapped her lips around the bulge in Ozzie’s boxers and evoked a soft gasp from him.
 
She gripped the elastic band and slowly pulled down the garment that was the last barrier between their bodies and cast it to the floor. Ozzie braced himself as Leah bestrode his thighs. She wrapped her hand around his hardness and rubbed up and down his length at a moderate pace. His sounds of enjoyment exciting and encouraging her, she used both hands to explore and caress him.
 
As she felt his hardness throb in her hands, a burning sensation marked her increasing need to feel him inside her. But she wasn’t ready to stop what she was doing to him just yet. She dipped her head and took the tip of his hardness between her lips, and she slid her tongue along his length. "Ohh!" Ozzie groaned in response. He moaned loudly, clawing at the mattress as Leah lovingly fondled him with her mouth and hands. "Oh…oh…ohhh…"
 
Leah chuckled inwardly as she listened to him. He’s putty in my hands, she thought as she ran her lips up and down his length. Mmm, he tastes good, too. Before, she had been unsure as to whether she would try what she was doing to him right now—but the thrill of giving her lover such gratification was so Frankdamn intoxicating that it just seemed to come naturally.
 
"Oh…Le—Leah!" Ozzie squirmed beneath her and pounded the mattress with his fist as Leah let loose wave after unrelenting wave of pleasure over him. As the sensations became more and more intense, he bit his lip to keep from screaming. He forgot all about not making too much noise, though, when Leah wrapped both hands around his manhood and squeezed it while sucking on the apex. "Leah!!" he burst out.
 
He soon felt himself approaching his climax. "Leah, stop! I’m gonna—" A throaty groan forced its way from deep inside him before he could finish his sentence, but Leah knew what he was trying to tell her, and she released him. Ozzie sighed with relief; he refused to lose control just yet, but he knew he soon would if Leah’s erotic torture continued much longer. Leah smirked as she brushed her translucent "hair" out of her face. "Now who’s ‘too hot to handle'?"
 
Ozzie, couchant on his back and smiling, reached for her, and they embraced once more. Leah wrapped her arms around Ozzie’s neck and pulled him close for yet another impassioned kiss. Both of them breathing hard, they rotated together until Ozzie was on top. Leah spread her legs to grant him entrance to her body, and he parted her warm folds and positioned himself at her aperture. He did this slowly, giving her time to change her mind. When she gave no indication of doing so, he entered her. He felt a fragile membrane give way, and Leah cringed, shutting her eyes tightly. Ozzie blinked in surprise—Leah was a virgin?
 
Leah’s pain was evident on her face, and Ozzie felt a stab of guilt in his nucleus. Oh, Frank, I hurt her. "Are you okay?" he asked anxiously, his body tensing. "I didn’t…I’m sorry; I didn’t know. I didn’t mean to hurt you."
 
Leah touched his face to calm him down. "Shh, it’s okay, baby," she reassured him gently. "I know you didn’t mean to." She knew the last thing he’d ever do was intentionally hurt her.
 
"We can stop if you want."
 
"No, I’m okay; I can handle it. I want to keep going."
 
Leah felt Ozzie's body relax. "A' right, as long as you’re sure."
 
"I am." She was glad that he had taken her reassurance to heart, not only because she did indeed want to go on, but also because seeing her beloved Ozzie in distress always aggrieved her so much.
 
Ozzie, his mind now freed of apprehension, suddenly realized how soft and warm Leah was and how wondrous it felt to be wrapped snugly within her. Slowly at first, he began rocking back and forth, plunging himself deep inside her warmth over and over. As he gradually picked up speed and force, Leah wrapped her legs around his waist. As she felt Ozzie fill her again and again, her initial discomfort gradually gave way to sensual pleasure of which she never before had imagined the likes. She rhythmically thrust her hips against his, and the two lovers’ movements soon fell into synchronization. Their rhythmic panting steadily burgeoned into cries of ecstasy. The heady blend of ardent passion and pure, absolute love brought them both more joy than either had ever before known possible.
 
They moaned loudly, each chanting the other’s name like a mantra:
 
"Ozzie…Ozzie…Ozzie…"
 
"Leah…Leah…Leah…"
 
Ozzie rolled over so they were both on their sides; it was easier now to get his arms all the way around her. They held each other as tightly as they could as they ascended into a private world where only they existed.
 
"Mmm…baby…"
 
"Leah…you feel amazing."
 
"So do you."
 
Without letting go of Ozzie, Leah rolled him onto his back so she could straddle him. She rocked back and forth, her breath coming in and out in ragged gasps and puffs. She moaned when he sat up and kissed her breasts. The combined sensations from this and from feeling him deep inside her were almost too much to endure! "Yes…yes…oh, dear Frank, yes!!"
 
Ozzie rolled back beside Leah and resumed his passionate lunges into the warm, satiny depths of her womanhood. "Oh, Leah…yes…Leah…I love you."
 
"I love you, Ozzie," Leah replied breathlessly.
 
Ozzie groaned as he teetered on the brink of his climax; his sex was aching for release, but he forced himself to hold out against the escalating pressure just a little longer. He slid one hand down Leah’s torso, and he touched her just above where their bodies became one. "Oh! Osmosis!!" Leah exclaimed moments later as a breathtaking torrent of indescribable pleasure inundated her. As her second orgasm consumed her, she was barely even aware of the bed beneath her; she was far too enthralled with Ozzie and how amazing it was to feel his presence inside and all around her, with no borders between their bodies or souls. It felt so perfect, so exquisite—so right.
 
Ozzie gasped as he felt Leah’s walls contract repeatedly around him. Finally, his resistance shattered; with a final thrust, he let go and spilled himself into her. "Ahh! Oh! Leah!!" he cried out as surges of almost unbearable pleasure bombarded his senses. Leah sighed happily as she felt the heat of his climax inside her.
 
They clung to each other, both panting with enervation, their still-linked bodies tingling with afterglow. They were not yet ready to pull apart. "That was amazing," gasped Leah.
 
"Yeah, it was," agreed an equally breathless Ozzie. After several seconds, the exhausted blood cell managed to muster just enough energy to roll off his beloved; they were loath to separate, but they were hot from the exertion and needed to cool off and rest. "I’m glad you enjoyed it," Ozzie said as he pulled away from her. "I did, too." As he settled next to her on his back, they both sighed with contented fatigue.
 
After they had finally caught their breath, Ozzie looked at her and asked, "How do you feel?"
 
Leah smiled. "I feel great."
 
"Does it still hurt?" he queried, placing his hand on her lower abdomen.
 
"Just a little," said Leah, placing her hand over his. "I’m fine, really."
 
"I'm glad," Ozzie said with a smile before kissing her on the cheek.
 
Leah looked at him and spoke: "Admit it; you were surprised when you realized I was a virgin, weren’t you?"
 
Ozzie hesitated, having been caught off-guard; he knew that Leah might take offense at the unintended insinuations that could be inferred from either response. He had to reply, though, and he couldn’t lie to her. Averting his eyes, he said, "Well…I hadn’t really thought about it, but to tell ya the truth…yeah, I was kinda surprised." As Leah turned herself toward him, he continued, "I mean, you got a lot to offer a guy, and any cell would be lucky to have you. I-I guess I just figured…" He trailed off at this point.
 
"Before I met you, I thought I was better off alone," Leah said as Ozzie turned his head to look at her. "I didn’t have time for this kind of commitment; I barely even had time for a casual boyfriend or two. I have had a few, but none of them really meant anything to me, and it never got to the point where I felt I could give myself to any of them." She chuckled and went on, "It’s funny. No offense, but if someone had told me a year ago that you would be my first, I would have thought there ere crazy."
 
"I know that’s right; you did kinda play-hate me for a while there, didn’t ya?"
 
Leah laughed softly. She looked at him, and for a few moments, neither said anything; there was no need to. It was Leah who broke the comfortable silence: "I never thought I’d end up being glad you were so dang persistent."
 
Ozzie smiled at her. "Well, I never gave up hope that you would." He slipped his arm around her slender waist, pulled her close, and tenderly kissed her one more time.
 
"I love you," Leah murmured, looking into his eyes.
 
"I love you, too."
 
Ozzie patted Leah’s hand. “I’m-a go brush my teeth,” he said, getting up.
 
“Baby, you don’t happen to have an extra toothbrush around, do you?”
 
“No, but I got some mouthwash. That okay?”
 
“Yeah, that’s fine.”
 
***
 
Minutes later, they were back in bed. Leah snuggled against Ozzie's chest and closed her eyes as she felt his arms envelop her. She inhaled the musky, earthy scent of the lingering perspiration on his body.
 
"Hey, can I ask you something?" Ozzie requested.
 
"Mm-hmm."
 
"Why didn’t you tell me it was your first time?"
 
Leah thought for a moment, her eyes open again. "I guess I didn’t want you to worry about me," she answered. "I thought if I told you, you might start thinking, ‘Oh, gosh, what if I hurt her? What if I do something she’s not expecting and make her uncomfortable or scare her?’ I just wanted us both to relax and enjoy this. Besides, even before you knew I was a virgin, you were really sweet to me. You didn’t…you didn’t put any pressure on me, and you were gentle. It’s not that I felt I couldn’t tell you; I know I can tell you anything. I just didn’t…" She hesitated, trying to find the right words.
 
Ozzie held up his hand and nodded. "I know," he said. "I know what you’re tryin’ to say."
 
Leah smiled and closed her eyes again. "G’night," she said quietly.
 
"G’night, baby."
 
It was only a short time before Leah, nestled securely in the sheltering arms of her beloved, drifted serenely off to sleep. Ozzie opted to stay awake just a little longer. As he listened to Leah’s peaceful breathing and felt her chest rise and fall with each breath, he reflected on how far they had come together. It seemed like just yesterday when she wouldn’t even have gone out with him in a million years, much less given him the precious gift of her virginity.
 
Well, it had taken a few years, but he had finally won her love. Every time he looked at her, every time he heard her voice, and every time he felt her touch, he realized all over again that he would wait his whole life if it meant he would be with her in the end.
 
He looked down at her face. Sleepin’ like a baby, he thought with a smile. She looked positively angelic, so lovely and innocent that he almost wanted to cry. He touched his lips to her forehead, and a faint smile flickered across her face. "Sweet dreams, darlin’," he said softly.
 
He held her close as he dozed off. He soon joined her in tranquil slumber.
 
They lay in each other’s arms all through the night. They both knew deep inside that although it had not been until tonight that they had united physically, they always had been—and always would be—as one.
 
*~*~The End~*~*
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