Rating: NC 17
Pairing: Shalimar/Emma
Series: Two Hearts
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters; all rights go to those who do. I am just using them.
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It's been almost two week since Emma's suicide attempt and things have pretty much gotten back to normal. Well, almost everything. Adam insisted that she begin counseling sessions to help her relieve some of her frustration and anger. It hasn't been an easy road for her, but the doctor seems to be hopeful.
At the same time, we all have been taking turns being there for her. The boys and I may seem a little to cautious, but we just won't let Emma out of our site for a second; and she is starting to get annoyed with us. We can't help it, after almost loosing her, I don't want a minute to go bye that she feels unwanted. And it would all be much easier, if she was actually speaking to me.
I tried to apologize for the way I treated her, and instead of letting me in, she told me that she thought it would be a good idea if we just took a break from each other. She told me that she needed time to work out her feelings for me. It of course, was breaking my heart in two; but what could I do? I didn't want to push her into anything that she wasn't ready for. But that didn't mean I couldn't stay close to her side, just in case she changed her mind.
As for Adam, he can't stop running these tests on the both of us. He has had us hooked up to more machines the last few days then I have been hooked to in my entire life. I am beginning to hate the sight of him, simply because I know what coming next every time he enters the room. It is something that he can't explain, and that bothers him. He has always been able to keep tabs on us, and the fact that something happened that he can't even begin to explain, frankly scares the shit out of him.
And as if that wasn't enough for me to deal with, I am one day shy of going in heat. It is one of the many disadvantages to being half cat. Not to mention, it puts a real damper on my social life. For exactly one week, I will be confined to these walls, with a good book and plenty of exercise. I can't go out or be around any of the guys; so I am hoping that Emma, will quickly feel the need to forgive me. Without her, I have no one.
I have decided to prepare myself for my little inconvenience by working up enough nerve to tell Brennan how I feel. I figure that maybe if he knows that I like him, he will use that time to consider what he wants to do. I have this big long speech worked out in my head; but for some reason every time I think I am ready to give it, this strange feeling takes over my body. It's like my head and my heart aren't on the same page. And you know what's even stranger, I have been checking out Emma a lot over the past week. I mean, I can be sitting in the common room, right smack dab in the middle of a conversation with Bren, and the minute she walks in I forget what I was talking about, and all attention is diverted to her. I know Bren had noticed the change as well, because he seems to be leaving us alone in rooms together, hoping that we will miraculously patch things up.
At first, I thought it was just because he hated to see us both in such pain and wanted nothing more then for us to be friends again; but then I over heard him say something to Jess about how he thought their plan was working, because Emma actually said hi to me on Friday.
I tried to confront them on it; heck I even threatened to beat the shit out of them; but I got nothing out of either of them. That was all going to change tonight. It was my last night to be able to hang out with the gang, and I planned on taking full advantage of the situation.
We headed out to Club Static around 8:00 pm. As usual it was packed. Strangers bumped up against strangers in a fierce fight for control of space. There was barely enough room to breath let alone dance; but they some how managed. We headed to the bar and ordered rounds of non-alcoholic margaritas and then shots of tequila. I often thought it strange how we started our club hopping with non-alcoholic beverages; but hey why break a tradition.
Bren and Jess soon found two lovely and willing ladies to lead out on the dance floor, and quickly forgot all about Emma and me. In the past, it would have bothered me that Bren didn't offer to dance with me, but tonight it was different. I couldn't take my eyes off of Emma.
She was sitting at the far corner of the bar, where she had found a companion of her own. She seemed happy for the first time in almost two weeks. The beautiful blonde that was catching her attention, was obviously putting the moves on Em; because she kept touching her and laughing at every other word that came out of her mouth. I tried to act calm and cool, but I was jealous. I have never been jealous of anyone talking to Emma, especially not another woman. But for some reason, this girl was succeeding in sweeping Emma off her feet and I couldn't let that happen. Not when I knew I wanted her for myself.
So without hesitation, I made my way over to where they were sitting, and tapped Emma lightly on the shoulder. She slightly jumped at the action, but immediately calmed down when she realized it was me. At first, she just stared at me confusingly; I had my hand extended out to her and was so hoping she would take me up on the offer. Her new best friend was slightly ticked off at my unwelcome interruption and spoke up.
"Sorry, darling but this one is taken!"
"You're right darling, she is taken!"
She looked at me funny for a moment and then caught on to what I was hinting at.
"Sorry honey, I wasn't aware she was off limits."
Emma just stood there in aw as the women simply got up and walked off. But the thing I think that shocked her the most, was the fact that I had pulled her up out of her seat and on to the dance floor.
At first, she was uneasy; she wasn't sure exactly what I had up my sleeve. I decided to break the ice a little, and began to move my body back and fourth to the music; hoping she would catch on to what I was offering. Finally, she eased up a little and then reclaimed her rain as dance champion.
I had always been a little jealous of how Emma seemed to have a connection with the music. She was an incredible dancer; in fact, I even admit to seeing Brennan and Jessie checking her out a few times. She just had that charm about her; and it was that very charm, that was starting to get to me.
There were no words, just the connecting of two women who wanted each other. Our bodies moved in tune with the rhythm of the music perfectly.
"Miss independent
Miss self-sufficient
Miss keep your distance"
Mesmerized by the way she swayed her hips, I felt my body beginning to drift closer and closer to her.
"Miss unafraid
Miss out of my way
Miss don't let a man interfere, no"
Suddenly, I reached for her belt loop, finally pulling her to me. I wanted her to lean into me, so I grabbed her by her left leg, and tilted her upper body backwards, letting her know she could put her trust in me and I wouldn't let go.
"Miss on her own
Miss almost grown
Miss never let a man help her off her throne"
I am making a trail of kisses up her chest and as soon I reach her neck, she brings her face to mine and we kiss.
"So, by keeping her heart protected
She'd never ever feel rejected
Little miss apprehensive
Said ooh, she fell in love"
Electricity is flowing through our body, and I realize that I am going into heat.
"What is the feelin' takin' over?
Thinkin' no one could open my door
Surprise...It's time
To feel what's real"
But it's okay this time, because I have found someone that will be able to set me free. I'm not scared anymore, just ready to give myself to her.
"What happened to Miss Independent?
No more the need to be defensive
Goodbye, old you
When love is true"
She seems to know exactly what I need now, as she forcefully breaks us away from the crowd and to the confines of a secluded corner of the club.
"Misguided heart
Miss play it smart
Miss if you want to use that line you better not start, no"
Up against the wall she takes me. No guidance, no reassurance, and no questioned are needed. She seems to know exactly what I like and just how to give it to me.
"But she miscalculated
She didn't want to end up jaded
And this miss decided not to miss out on true love"
She has me pined underneath her body, our mouths staying in constant contact; never breaking, not even to let out moans of pleasure.
"So, by changing her misconceptions
She went in a new direction
And found inside she felt a connection
She fell in love."
Her hands are allowed to roam free and explore places she has only dreamed of; and I can feel the feral inside of me being unleashed. As I move my arms from her waist to her neck, she lifts me up into her awaiting arms.
"What is the feelin' takin' over?
Thinkin' no one could open my door (open my door)
Surprise...It's time (yeah)
To feel what's real"
"What happened to Miss Independent?
No more the need to be defensive
Goodbye (goodbye), old you (oh you)
When love, when love is true"
Just before I manage to fully wrap my legs around her slim figure, she has my zipper undone and her hands inside my pants. Softly she slips her fingers into me and I know she can feel the pressure beginning to build.
"When Miss Independence walked away
No time for love that came her way
She looked in the mirror and thought today
What happened to miss no longer afraid?
It took some time for her to see
How beautiful love could truly be
No more talk of why can't that be me
I'm so glad I finally feel..."
Her trail of kisses, stop at my right ear; she softly whispers in my ear, and the feel of her hot breath on my body sends my senses into over drive.
"Do you want me?"
"What is the feelin' takin' over?
Thinkin' no one could open my door
Surprise (surprise), it's time (yeah)
To feel (to feel) what's real"
I tilt my head back, letting out screams of pleasure. She is moving her fingers faster against the soft walls inside of me. My body must speed up, to match her pace perfectly. We are moving as one now and I don't dare want her to stop.
"Yes, I want you Emma!"
"What happened to Miss Independent?
No more the need to be defensive
Goodbye (goodbye), old you
When love, when love is true..."
With that very statement, she quickens her movements; and suddenly I am feeling a release wash over me; as well as, the return of the mysterious green light.
Created on ... May 05, 2003