Cursed Love (closed)

Charlotte joined him at the table. She thanked him for pulling out her chair.

"I am getting settled in. I unpacked my bag. And have my book on the nightstand. So, I am officially settled." She dished dinner for both of them. After a bite or two, she sipped her water.

She laid her hand over his. She felt an almost electrical jolt from the touch of his skin. She had images of him touching her face flicker across her thoughts. It was like a memory but she knew it had never happened. It almost took her breath away.

She blinked a few times, trying to clear her thoughts.

"Thank you so much for your hospitality."
 
“Oh its no problem” He said eating his food in small precise bites. He was tempted to tell her he had don this many times in many other situations but he knew trying to explain it would be fruitless. She would find out soon enough once the dreams began and the pull he had felt the electricity when they touched which meant it was already starting for her. He could almost hear the clock beginning to tick inside of his head counting down until her demise.

Yet there was still nothing he could do about it

“Is there any thing else you need?” He asked leaning back half his food gone “That I can go out and get you tonight?”
 
Charlotte was glad to see him enjoy his dinner. She thought about his offer.

"I am not sure if I need anything. I think I have everything I need. Do you have to work tomorrow?"

She tucked her feet underneath her in her chair. She took a few last bites of her pasta. She tucked her hair behind her ear. She was feeling so comfortable but then an ice cold shiver went up her spine. It felt so intense and so real that she let out a small whimper.

She wrapped her arms around herself.

"I am sorry. I am just so cold all of the sudden." She was trembling with cold.
 
His eyes shot up narrowing as he heard her words. It couldn’t already be happening could it? Usually she didn’t start to…. Well die until they spent more time together. If he didn’t play along some times it was sooner but so far he was mostly doing what he was supposed to be doing. Suddenly he felt sick himself and his had began to pulsate as the memories threatened to take over his body. He got up pushing the chair back and trying to look as calm and normal as possible as he shrugged off his button down shirt.

“Here” He said thrusting it at her his eyes closing as another round of pain hit him “I’ll go check the thermostat” He managed to get out before he walked down the hall. The minute he was out of her sight he let out a small groan and clutched his head barley making it to the bathroom before letting the memories over take him.

Living for so long, immortality could be great…. At times. Other times the body simply couldn’t handle the weight of it the years of memories, the decades of feelings it was a lot for any body to take even one that was immortal. The attacks came every so often and even more so in case as if he was being punished for living so long and enduring this punishment.

If only he could kill himself

He pressed his head against the cool tile ignoring memories of a Spanish vineyard, the titanic, and a time more ancient than him. He battered them all away and finally got up ten minutes later stepping out and thinking about the present with as much determination as he could make possible.
 
Charlotte wrapped up in his shirt. His warmth and scent lingered in the fabric. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. For the slightest moment, she felt like someone else was in the apartment. She knew it was irrational. She went into the living space and curled up in the corner of the couch.

She kept the shirt wrapped around her tightly. She breathed deeply and tried to shake off the fear. She assumed the panic was about Darren. But when she closed her eyes there were all sorts of images, fire and twisted metal, icy water filling her lungs, and a searing explosion.

It took all of her will to shake off the images and the smells.

She called out to Henry.
"Are you ok? Is everything all right?"
 
“I’m fine” Henry lied stepping back in “I can clean up the dishes” He said going over and beginning to stack the plates.

“I know you’re worried about this guy” He said glancing over at her “Don’t be I’ll protect you to the best of my abilities” He said no telling her that his abilities meant almost an eternity of battle training.
 
Charlotte watched him as he cleaned up. She joined him in the kitchen and laid her hand on his arm.

"I am not your responsibility. Please don't put yourself in danger on my behalf."

Charlotte whispered.

She looked up at him sweetly.

"I don't want to put you out. I swear I feel like I know you from somewhere."
 
“Uh I don’t know” Henry said jumping a little at the sparks that ran along both of their arms. He turned suddenly realizing how close she was.

Oh god

He felt it the pull the attraction the heat. It always came when he least expected it… and when he was so close to her. He felt himself leaning forward before he could stop himself capturing her lips with his as his hands snaked across her back. He got a grip on her and pulled her close kissing her deeply as he let the feelings over take him. Her scent and feel of her body drove him wild and he began kissing her more passionately.
 
Charlotte moaned against his kiss. She held his shirt in her fists, pulling him closer.

"Don't let go." She whispered sweetly. She felt safe in his arms. She pressed her body to his.

She couldn't explain why she felt like she was at home with him. She hadn't felt at home since her parents were alive.

The swell of her breasts flattened against the strength of his chest.

"I am home." She whispered though she couldn't explain why she said it. She hooked her leg around his.
 
“Never” He breathed to far-gone to stop not caring enough to do it any ways. When was the last time they embraced this way? 15 years? 20 years? It wasn’t like he was with any one else no he reserved himself for her his one true love. He was surprised as he always was, no matter the situation the electricity that came with them rejoining was always intense. It tore at him threatening to send him through a tailspin as he pulled her closer. He moaned into her mouth and picked her up carrying her easily down the hall and into his room.

“Need you” He whispered against her lips “I’ve missed you it’s been to long”
 
Charlotte didn't understand but she didn't stop him as he swept her into his arms and carried her down the hall. Instead, she hid her face against his throat and kissed his throat and his jaw.

"My love." She whispered. She had hints of images of being with him, but she couldn't place them. She was confused and overwhelmed with emotion and desire.

As he kissed her, she knew he had kissed her before, perhaps even a hundred times, but it didn't make any sense.
 
“I am your love” He whispered kissing her deeply again and again. He felt himself falling falling into the deep dark bliss that was simply her. The memories didn’t come this time instead he just allowed himself to get lost in the present in the here and now. He kissed her with all the passion and love he could muster even as his hands pulled her shirt up. He ran his hands over her breast moaning into her mouth as he moved his lips down to tease and capture her neck. He pulled her shirt off and tossed it away kissing down her collar bone and biting it hungrily.
 
Charlotte whimpered as his teeth closed on her skin.

"More, please..." She whispered. She threw her head back offering him more of her skin.

His hand on her breast only made her more aroused.

"My love, my angel.... do not let me go." She whimpered, she didn't know where the words came from but she meant them.



*******
As she melted in Henry's arms, her husband was flashing his badge and her picture around the neighborhood claiming that he was trying to help a young woman in trouble.
 
“Always mi amor” He said breathing out his pet nickname for her. He grabbed her legs pulling them over his shoulders drawing her deeper to him as he kissed her passionately and hungrily. His cock mere inches from her.

Though not for long

He drove himself into her pushing his way forward and filling her in one smooth motion. He couldn’t wait and after so long having her back on his cock sent a shiver of pleasure and delight through his body. He moved back and forth teasingly his cock arching and rubbing against her g spot as he breathed out her name and mi amor over and over again.
 
Charlotte sighed with pleasure and contentment as he filled her. A sharp cry of pleasure caught in her throat.

"My angel...." She offered, her chocolate eyes looking deep into his own. "I have been so lost with out you."

And it was the truth, she had been adrift in this life, grief stricken after her parents' death, swept up into a doomed romance with her husband and then almost drowned in his temper and rage.

And now, she was back home in his arms. Her body instantly responsive to his. Her arousal already at fever pitch.

She pulled her wedding ring off as he thrust into her, it felt like a betrayal to her love to wear it.
 
He slid into her slowly moaning in pleasure as he felt her pussy wrap and massage his cock. He buried his head into her neck and kissed and sucked. One of his hands came up to her breast massaging them as the other ran down to her legs pulling one to hook over his shoulder as he continued thrusting in and out of her with powerful thrust. He closed his eyes letting the feelings over take him she was like a powerful drug to him some how able to overcome all his feelings and memories and let him truly live in the moment.

He saw her toss her wedding ring off and thought of the few times she had been his wife. Usually it was only for a few days or hours a wedding was a holy union one blessed by god if they stayed married they would be absolved by god.

And the Angel of fate didn’t like that

“Oh god I’ve missed you” H groaned thrusting harder and faster “oh you still feel so fucking good…..” He said already feeling himself reaching the edge.
 
Charlotte clung to him with such need that it almost frightened her.

"How?" She asked so amazed at her connection to him. She looked into his eyes and it was if all of the memories hit her at once. She could envision being in his arms in so many of their pasts.

"Please... don't leave me again." She gasped. She still didn't understand but she knew she loved him and she needed him.

Her body arched beneath him.
 
“Never” He said even though he knew he couldn’t promise it to her

“Never” He said as he thrust in and out of her and buried his face into her neck.

“Never” He moaned as he neared his own release

“NEVER” He screamed as he thrust into her savagely his cock spraying his cum into her. He repeated those words again and again as he rode out his orgasm bucking in pleasure and moaning long into the night as he carried his seed inside of her.
 
Charlotte hid her face against his throat and held him close to her. She cradled his body to hers and did not give him the chance to leave her. Her hands run up and down his back and she winced when she felt the scars left there.

"How could they hurt you like this, my love? Was our crime so terrible?"

Her voice was soft and sweet. She kissed his throat as she nuzzled him.
 
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