Homecoming

[sandi_grl]

All the what ifs kept circling through her mind. What if the gun shot hadn't gone wide? What if Marc had killed him, purposely or accidentally?

Chelsea shrugged again. "It doesn't matter. Though I think I will have you to thank for liver disease when I'm older," she lamely joke at the suggestion of a six pack.

 

[a_libertine]

Marc looked at Chelsea, "Tell me, what is wrong?"

He knew that people reacted to stressful situations differently, but still he was worried about her. She seemed to have shut down on him almost completely.

 

[sandi_grl]

She shook her head at his question, she didn't really want to talk about it. But Chelsea knew he'd keep asking.

"I don't know... " She sighed, trying to work through her thoughts. "I saw that look on your face again."

 

[a_libertine]

Marc nodded, "Yes very likely you did, but this time it was appropriate. He had a gun, and you were in danger."

He reached across the console and took her hand in his. "I would do anything I had to do in order to protect you."

 

[sandi_grl]

"I know." She took a heavy breath and nodded, looking down at his hand it covered hers. "And I know you would." She twirled a lock of hair around her fingers with her free hand. "I guess I'm just over thinking everything."

 

[a_libertine]

Marc looked at Chelsea and realized what he thought the truth was. His voice was tight, throat constricted as he said, "You are afraid of me."

 

[sandi_grl]

Chelsea shook her head at his comment. "No I'm not!" she exclaimed. "I'm-I'm-I'm overwhelmed, I'm still getting adrenaline shakes." She paused to collect her thoughts, not wanting to have total word vomit. "I know you wouldn't ever do anything to hurt me..."

 

[a_libertine]

Marc looked at her trying to digest what was happening, it seemed like everything was spinning out of control and he needed to get back on top of things.

He reached over and caressed her face, and whispered almost to low to be heard, "I don't know what I would do with out you."

 

[sandi_grl]

"Probably be back overseas," she mumbled. She knew it was still a very real possibility that he'd still re-enlist, and she had mixed feelings about it. She turned her head and kissed his palm before taking his hand back in her own.

"Sorry for raising my voice at you..." she apologized, remembering the no yelling rule he'd had.

 

[a_libertine]

"You were worried I was going to kill him," Marc said. "You there or not, I would not have. The point was to restrain him, and the part of him that was not wiggling around like a roach was his neck."

He pulled her over and kissed her gently. "And no, simply going back to the desert is not quite enough to fill the void that you would leave if you left."

He realized that he was talking as if they were in a long term relationship, and maybe on some level they were. He at least was looking way passed the 50 days he had left to decide what his immediate future would be.

 

[sandi_grl]

"Not... Never mind."

She kissed him back and gave him a small smile. "You know as well as I do that I'm not going anywhere anytime soon." Chelsea gave him another kiss, lingering a little longer. "Pretty sure everyone would say I'd be stupid to even think about it."

 

[a_libertine]

He shook his head, "Or I was an idiot to let you get away."

They were still at the restaurant he he said, "You anyone with a hot tub? A siak would be amazing right now."

 

[sandi_grl]

"Maybe."

Chelsea pulled her phone out and hit a few buttons on the screen before holding the device to her ear. "Hey, would you mind if Marc and I swing by and use your hot tub?" She paused, listening to her friend before laughing. "We'll try."

Hanging up, she turned to him with a smile. "Rachel says we just need to behave ourselves."

 

[a_libertine]

Marc looked at Chelsea as if he was devastated. "What? How is that possible, especially if we are alone?"

He leaned over and kissed her cheek quickly, "We better get you a swim suit if I have to behave, or at least keep it PG."

 

[sandi_grl]

She gave him a knowing look. "She's actually headed to work, and she hasn't found a new roommate yet, so we'll have the place to ourselves for a few hours." Starting the engine, she glanced at him with a smirk. "Plus clothing has always been optional at her house," Chelsea added with a slight laugh.

 

[a_libertine]

Marc laughed, "That is pretty damn awesome, so stripping at the door is for shoes and clothes alike?"

He buckled up and said, "We still should get something to eat, and despite your livers protestations, something to drink."

 

[sandi_grl]

After a couple quick stops to get some beer and pizza, Chelsea drove them over to the small house Rachel was renting out of. The redhead quickly found the spare key under a hideaway rock hidden under a hedge and let them in.

 

[a_libertine]

It was a cute almost quaint little house certainly decorated for the taste of a young woman, no signs of a man's influence at all. As they stepped in, Marc leaned over and captured a kiss from Chelsea, pressing her against the wall his body flush with hers.

Pizza in his right hand, beer in the left he wondered briefly what would happen if he dropped both. Deciding against it, he broke the kiss slowly, grinding his hardness against her pelvis. "Food or fun?"

 

[sandi_grl]

Chelsea giggled as he backed her against the wall and grinned against his lips. "Depends on what you're more hungry for," she teased, kissing his neck. "Though I have a feeling I know your answer."

 

[a_libertine]

Marc smiled and said, "You."

He put the pizza and beer down on the floor and ran his hands up her legs as he stood up. His hands pulled at her blouse and he slowly lifted it up her torso and dropped it to the side. "You said clothing was optional, I opt for nudity."

 

[sandi_grl]

"Of course you do." She followed suit and pulled his polo over his head before dropping it on the floor with her blouse. She ran her hands over his chest and down his torso. "Sometimes I feel like this is a dream or someone is pulling a cruel joke on me," she admitted, going back to kissing and gently biting his neck and shoulder.

 

[a_libertine]

Marc unsnapped her bra letting it flutter to the floor haphazardly, "No baby, this is no joke. "

He kissed her hungrily, his tongue darting into her mouth while one hand grabbed a tit and the other grabbed her ass. He pulled her tight against him, his hard cock caught between their stomachs.

He unbuttoned her jeans and slid the zipper down then ran his hands under her panties and he pulled he back again.

 

[sandi_grl]

Chelsea shimmied her pants and panties down and kicked them to the side before her hands went to his belt and hastily undid the buckle before popping the button and unzipping his pants. She squeezed his member through the thin fabric of his boxers. Her tongue danced with his and she nibbled at his lips. "I'm glad it's not."

 

[a_libertine]

Marc groaned as he lifted Chelsea up and pinned her to the wall. Her legs wrapped around his waist as he fumbled his cock through the opening of his boxers.

Slowly the two wiggled, giggled and kissed until his cock pressed against her hot core. He then impaled her on his cock, thrusting up into her, smacking her ads against the pale peach wall holding Chelsea up.

He thrust up, the power rolling him up on the balls of his feet and groaned, "Mine damnit you are mine."

 

[sandi_grl]

Chelsea wrapped her arms around his shoulders, smashing her breasts to his chest, and her legs held tightly to his hips. She moaned in response to his words, pressing her mouth against his again. "All yours."

With her ankles crossed behind him, she pulled him closer, if possible, and gazed into his blue eyes with her own. "Always yours," she breathed.