A/N: I haven't been updating lately b/c my computer only lets me use a certain amount of MB online per month. Now, it has reset and I'm back!
In Your Arms Forever More
Instantly, he wrapped his arms around her. She had no response to this as his grip tightened. She let a tear fall, but still held that knife. He loosened her, slipping his arms to her waist and pressing his lips to hers. She leaned into him, unable to resist it this time. The knife fell from her hand.
He backed her up until she hit the wall. His lips trailed to her neck, then back to her lips. Her arms circled his neck. Her breath drew in as his hands came up inside her shirt. Willy kissed her neck harder, forcing her back, but the wall stopped her.
Tundra barked and they stopped. Willy released Chance.
"I'm taking you back," he said. "But, you need a shower, no offense."
"Oh, I know," she replied. Willy and Chance ran to Tundra and saw what he was barking about. The ships were getting ready to leave.
"We can catch one if we hurry," Willy said, and the three of them ran as fast as they could, Tundra being the fastest, to the docks.
"You found her!" the crewman exclaimed.
"Hey!" Willy said. "Yes, can we get on quick?"
"Hurry!" he called back and Chance followed along with Tundra.
Later that night, Chance showered and Tundra was given a bath. Her clothes were washed and she came back to Willy's room, yawning. He motioned for her to lay down. Tundra found a spot on the rug and curled up there.
Chance laid next to Willy, moving closer to him. He embraced her at once, and she rested her head on his chest. She closed her eyes for a moment, inhaling the scent of chocolate again. He came down to her level and kissed her neck.
"Willy," she mumbled. "Aren't you tired?"
"Yes, but..." He found her lips in the darkness of the room and she kissed back once more. He crawled on top of her, pulling her straps down to the middles of her arms.
"Tonight?" she asked as he pulled her straps completely off her arms. "I'm not so sure about...ah!" His hand moved up her leg where he bunched up the long skirt she was wearing where it rested on her hip.
"I haven't seen you in three weeks. Yes, tonight," he whispered. He kissed her shoulder, moving his hands a little farther up her clothes.
Chance stopped. She was too tired.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"I'm exhausted," she said. He sighed, getting off her and back to his side.
"If you're sure," he said. "I wish we could tonight, though."
"I'm sure, believe me," she said, yawning.
"Alright," he gave in. She smiled as she pulled her skirt back down to her knees. She put her head back on his chest.
"I do want to fall asleep on you though," she said. He didn't say anything and pulled her close so her head instead rested on his neck. Her arm came around his midsection; not a piece of paper could wedge between them.
"Chance," he whispered. "You are not a killer and I love you."
"I know," she said. "I love you too."
Tundra smiled from his spot on the rug. Although, it wasn't for very long. He wasn't used to sleeping below deck where the waves crashed against the ship.
He pushed the door open with his head, seeing that crewman who invited them on board. Right there, he couldn't hold it anymore.
His dinner came up and landed on the crewman's shoes.
Note: That's what he gets for spying! There it ends for sure this time! Hope you all liked it as much as I enjoyed writing it.