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tspencer227) wrote2005-04-01 09:41 pm
tspencer227) wrote2005-04-01 09:41 pm
Requiem for a Dream
This is bad. I'm doing it again. After all these years, after all the mistakes I've made in the past, I've started doing it again.
Science says that the strongest senses tied to memories are taste and smell.
I'd gone to my rack to grab a quick nap between watches while I was on duty, and before I gone to bed I'd pulled out my iPod to listen to some music while I fell asleep.
The next thing I knew, I was back at my apartment. I could smell her shampoo, taste her watermelon lip gloss as we kissed, touched, teased. Music was playing softly in the background somewhere, but I couldn't make out what it was. I could feel her shiver as I ran my fingers down her back, bit at her collarbone, and lightly pulled on her hair, then felt the sharp sensation of her nails gripping the small of my back. Her breathing quickened, and she gripped me tighter as I felt my pulse begin to race.
At that point, my eyes snapped open. I was back on the ship, lying in my rack staring up at the bunk above me. Her green eyes burned brightly, dancing in front of my face before the memory faded. In my right ear, Maroon 5 was softly playing.
Figures. The most sexually explicit album I bought in 2004. Every song on that disc is about sex in one way or another.
I skipped back to the beginning of the song and laid on my back, letting the memories come back to me of that night.
How does it feel to know you never have to be alone
When you get home
There must be someplace here that only you and I could go
So I can show you how I
Dream away everyday
As we pretended to watch the movie, I could feel the coolness of her bare feet rubbing against my legs. She played with my fingers, running her fingers along each one in turn before pulling my hand to her mouth and gently licking, then sucking them into her mouth. Aroused by the sensation I drew in a quick breath, then bit down on her forearm. I could feel her silent gasp around my left index finger, followed by her squeezing my hand a little bit tighter in hers.
Outstretched arms open hearts
And if it never ends then when do we start?
I'll never leave you behind
Or treat you unkind
She half- turned towards me, bringing her face close to my ear. Taking my earlobe in her mouth she bit down gently, then licked around the outside of my ear. I dragged the nails of my hand down her arm, and she moaned sofly in my ear before whispering breathlessly, "I haven't ever been this turned on before." She brought her face up to mine, looking deep into my eyes with a look of passion and desire, then gently ran her tongue over my lips. I gently cradled the back of her head in my hand and our lips met. Mouths open, and our tongues swirled together in a dizzying dance.
Pushing forward and arching back
Bring me closer to heart attack
Say goodbye and just fly away
When you comeback
I have some things to say
Her breathing mingled with mine. Our pulses raced and I could feel a stirring deep down, a beast awakening that I knew I couldn't set free. She felt it too, and her hips ground against me. "What do you want me to do," I whispered into her ear. "Anything you want to do," came her breathless reply. She ground against me again, harder and slower this time, and she moaned again, a little bit louder and more urgently. "Holy shit you've got me so turned on right now," she whispered into my ear before biting my earlobe again, a bit harder this time. "And you're so beautiful," I whispered back to her, running my tongue lightly over the cartilage and rim of her ear. She stiffened, and she bit back a louder moan into my shoulder. She arched her back, pressing her chest hard against me, and through her top I could feel her pulse racing.
But I cannot forget
Refuse to regret
So glad I met you
Take my breath away
Make everyday
Worth all of the pain that I have
Gone through
"I'm afraid," she whispered into my ear after she regained some composure. "That I'm going to disappoint you later on." I didn't reply right away, but looked deep into those eyes and smiled, then kissed her gently. She started to reach for the knot holding up her halter top, but I grabbed them and stopped her. "No Diana, not now. Not here. I promised I'd behave myself, and I don't want to break my word." I looked at my watch. "Or start something I won't be able to properly finish. I like and respect you too much." She giggled. "That's good, I may not be as innocent as you thought I was, but I AM pretty innocent in a lot of ways." She kissed me again, lightly this time, sucking my bottom lip between hers. I ran my hands from her shoulders, down her back, then back up her sides gently. Another shiver shot through her body, starting at her toes and working all the way up to the top of her head. I kissed her, and our tongues engaged in another turbulent dance, before I finally broke away, telling her that I had to get ready for work. When I came back into the room she was curled up under some blankets. "When do I get to see you again?" she asked me, blinking those big beautiful eyes at me. "Not soon enough," I replied with a smile and a wink. I leaned in to kiss her goodbye and she wrapped her arms around my neck and yanked me down on top of her. We kissed again, and I got up to go to work. She pretended to sleep as I kicked Jason out of the apartment, but she blew me a kiss as I walked out the door.
This can't be healthy. After all, how many years has it been since I've had this happen? She's all I've been thinking about since I left for work that morning- the conversation, the dances, the kiss, the caress. I've got a lingering feeling deep down that there's no way any good can come of this, but another part of me just as deep down wants this SO badly I can taste it.
If there's one thing I hate, it's being told that I can't have something I want. Call it German/ Irish stubbornness coming up to the surface, but it's always been there deep down.
And I really, really want this.
Science says that the strongest senses tied to memories are taste and smell.
I'd gone to my rack to grab a quick nap between watches while I was on duty, and before I gone to bed I'd pulled out my iPod to listen to some music while I fell asleep.
The next thing I knew, I was back at my apartment. I could smell her shampoo, taste her watermelon lip gloss as we kissed, touched, teased. Music was playing softly in the background somewhere, but I couldn't make out what it was. I could feel her shiver as I ran my fingers down her back, bit at her collarbone, and lightly pulled on her hair, then felt the sharp sensation of her nails gripping the small of my back. Her breathing quickened, and she gripped me tighter as I felt my pulse begin to race.
At that point, my eyes snapped open. I was back on the ship, lying in my rack staring up at the bunk above me. Her green eyes burned brightly, dancing in front of my face before the memory faded. In my right ear, Maroon 5 was softly playing.
Figures. The most sexually explicit album I bought in 2004. Every song on that disc is about sex in one way or another.
I skipped back to the beginning of the song and laid on my back, letting the memories come back to me of that night.
How does it feel to know you never have to be alone
When you get home
There must be someplace here that only you and I could go
So I can show you how I
Dream away everyday
As we pretended to watch the movie, I could feel the coolness of her bare feet rubbing against my legs. She played with my fingers, running her fingers along each one in turn before pulling my hand to her mouth and gently licking, then sucking them into her mouth. Aroused by the sensation I drew in a quick breath, then bit down on her forearm. I could feel her silent gasp around my left index finger, followed by her squeezing my hand a little bit tighter in hers.
Outstretched arms open hearts
And if it never ends then when do we start?
I'll never leave you behind
Or treat you unkind
She half- turned towards me, bringing her face close to my ear. Taking my earlobe in her mouth she bit down gently, then licked around the outside of my ear. I dragged the nails of my hand down her arm, and she moaned sofly in my ear before whispering breathlessly, "I haven't ever been this turned on before." She brought her face up to mine, looking deep into my eyes with a look of passion and desire, then gently ran her tongue over my lips. I gently cradled the back of her head in my hand and our lips met. Mouths open, and our tongues swirled together in a dizzying dance.
Pushing forward and arching back
Bring me closer to heart attack
Say goodbye and just fly away
When you comeback
I have some things to say
Her breathing mingled with mine. Our pulses raced and I could feel a stirring deep down, a beast awakening that I knew I couldn't set free. She felt it too, and her hips ground against me. "What do you want me to do," I whispered into her ear. "Anything you want to do," came her breathless reply. She ground against me again, harder and slower this time, and she moaned again, a little bit louder and more urgently. "Holy shit you've got me so turned on right now," she whispered into my ear before biting my earlobe again, a bit harder this time. "And you're so beautiful," I whispered back to her, running my tongue lightly over the cartilage and rim of her ear. She stiffened, and she bit back a louder moan into my shoulder. She arched her back, pressing her chest hard against me, and through her top I could feel her pulse racing.
But I cannot forget
Refuse to regret
So glad I met you
Take my breath away
Make everyday
Worth all of the pain that I have
Gone through
"I'm afraid," she whispered into my ear after she regained some composure. "That I'm going to disappoint you later on." I didn't reply right away, but looked deep into those eyes and smiled, then kissed her gently. She started to reach for the knot holding up her halter top, but I grabbed them and stopped her. "No Diana, not now. Not here. I promised I'd behave myself, and I don't want to break my word." I looked at my watch. "Or start something I won't be able to properly finish. I like and respect you too much." She giggled. "That's good, I may not be as innocent as you thought I was, but I AM pretty innocent in a lot of ways." She kissed me again, lightly this time, sucking my bottom lip between hers. I ran my hands from her shoulders, down her back, then back up her sides gently. Another shiver shot through her body, starting at her toes and working all the way up to the top of her head. I kissed her, and our tongues engaged in another turbulent dance, before I finally broke away, telling her that I had to get ready for work. When I came back into the room she was curled up under some blankets. "When do I get to see you again?" she asked me, blinking those big beautiful eyes at me. "Not soon enough," I replied with a smile and a wink. I leaned in to kiss her goodbye and she wrapped her arms around my neck and yanked me down on top of her. We kissed again, and I got up to go to work. She pretended to sleep as I kicked Jason out of the apartment, but she blew me a kiss as I walked out the door.
This can't be healthy. After all, how many years has it been since I've had this happen? She's all I've been thinking about since I left for work that morning- the conversation, the dances, the kiss, the caress. I've got a lingering feeling deep down that there's no way any good can come of this, but another part of me just as deep down wants this SO badly I can taste it.
If there's one thing I hate, it's being told that I can't have something I want. Call it German/ Irish stubbornness coming up to the surface, but it's always been there deep down.
And I really, really want this.