Whole truth and nothing but

[Honey_B]

"My darling, I'm not going to rush this in the least. I want to savor every inch of you."

I leaned over him, pressing my breasts into his chest and smiling down at him. Upon his handsome face, he had a look of hunger mixed with something else. Was it a deeper feeling? I just sat and stared for several long moments, drinking him in. I leaned down further and nibbled at his jaw line, feeling him chuckle a bit before I ran the tip of my tongue down his throat, feeling him shiver at the caress. His hands came up to take hold of my waist and I batted them away playfully.

"Stop trying to control everything, Will!"

I giggled and he smiled, seemingly content to do as I asked. I leaned forward and flicked my tongue over his nipples, feeling him jerk in reaction before taking first one then the other gently in my teeth. His body began to flush and his breathing changed. I slid lower, letting his now hard cock rest against the curves of my ass before kissing my way down his torso. He chuckled a bit as my lips grazed a ticklish spot and I paid special attention to it. At first blush it may sound evil, but I just loved hearing him laugh. The sound thrilled me like no other and I got the impression it had been such a long time since he had laughed with pleasure.

Moving lower, I thought that I might take his cock in my mouth. I so wanted to taste him, to give him the pleasure of having someone please him. But at that moment, watching him smile as I kissed his side and feeling the shiver run through his body, all I wanted was to place him inside me and watch those beautiful eyes as I rode him. I leaned forward on my knees, kissed the tip of his nose and then sat back squarely on his cock. His eyes widened and our deep moans intermingled. I felt something that went beyond sex. It was a connection unlike any I had never known before.

Even as that thought surfaced in my mind, building sensation pushed it out. I leaned forward to give Will another kiss, placing my hands on his chest. I felt his own hands come down to hold mine and this time I did not say a word as I straightened. I smiled down at him, feeling so happy, despite everything. I watched Will's eyes as I began to slowly ride him. The tension built slowly. I watched as the intensity built in his eyes. At some point pure feeling overtook me and I closed my own eyes. My head fell back and I could feel my long hair brushing against my bottom and his thighs. I couldn’t hold back anymore. Panting and shrieking, lost in feeling, time seemed to blur for me. I heard his moans and rough breathing from far away and I felt Will’s body tense with the nearness of his own completion. I screamed and fell forward onto my hands, trembling as a shuddering orgasm gripped my body.

 

[Indigo Spirit]

"Stop trying to control everything, Will!"

The words spoke volumes about my life and how I fought to keep it under an iron hand, how crushed I was each time I failed to make events turn out as I knew they should, how close to despair I came with each failure.

Still with Jill I knew it was different, as everything with her was unique and wonderful because of it, a blend of erotic beauty and gentle strength that stole my breath and as I was quickly realizing, my heart.

Under the alluring power of the woman I rode her and as with each gentle caress of her velvet lined interior she pleased my body and drove me closer to my own release I felt her breaking down the walls of control I had created inside.

Her body quivered and flooded me with the gift of her sex, her gratification of our loving as we continued to move together as one and I remained swollen and hard within her.

Control? My mind asked my heart and both confessed, there is no control as far as this woman goes, she's stolen my heart and I've willingly given it up, knowing I never would seek it back.

And with that knowledge of confession I bucked my own hips again and smiled upward at her red flushed face, our eyes meeting as she leaned her erotic features forward and blessed me with the vision of her full breasts and long neck, her lips swollen with passion and her heavy hooded eyes holding my own and sucking me into them.

Then and only then did I return my hands to her hips and hold her tight to me, using my own strength to lift and hold her as I drove upward faster and faster, her coos and moans urging me on as I worshipped her with my eyes and my body, and drew closer to my own blissful release.

"Jillllllllll" I moaned and my body twisted, creating an arch under my own body as I lifted and drove into her a final time, my brain spinning out of control as the tears streamed from my eyes and I continued to hold the gaze between us, knowing in the middle of my mind numbing orgasm I had met and found...my love.

Slowly her body folded, silken breasts shined with passionate dew meeting my own chest, her lips caressing my own before she rested her tousled head on my shoulder and whispered into my ear words I could only smile at in agreement.

"Sometimes it is better to lose control"

 

[Honey_B]

Will wrapped his arms around me, and I shifted my weight carefully so that we both lay on our sides, bodies still pressed together - Both of us loathe to break the fragile intimacy we had just created. I listened to him breath, the soft sound of a man at peace. His rhythm matched my own. I closed my eyes, letting myself fall into the gentle arms of sleep.

I think we both awoke at exactly the same instant. Sunlight streamed into my bedroom, bathing us in its warmth. My mind grasped that it was Saturday. Even so, I was never one to luxuriate in bed. Not even with the man I loved. I kissed the tip of Will's nose and smiled. Popping up, I managed to escape his grappling arms.

"Get back here!"

"Ha! You missed me. Now you just relax while I go make breakfast."

I grabbed a robe and darted down the hall. Automatically, I started a pot of coffee and leaned against the counter, wondering what to do next. My repertoire of breakfast recipes was somewhat limited.

Will entered the kitchen and I looked up. Apparently my control of him disappeared with the night. Still I could use his assistance.

“You’ve got your choice of toast or cinnamon toast?”

 

[Indigo Spirit]

Will

"Would you have a couple of eggs and a glass of milk instead?" I asked with a smirk, watching Jill nod curiously and point to the refrigerator.

"Yes, But that's about it until I go shopping, times been a little scarce for the homemaking chores"

Knowing it was me that was making time scarce I smiled, relaxed and content around this woman who had worked herself so quickly into my heart. Opening the door the tiny bulb showed that was about all she did have but it would suffice.

"Two eggs scrambled, add a half cup of milk and a heavy dash of cinnamon" I spoke and followed my own directons. "Then soak the slices of bread while the lightly oiled pan warms...A dash of powdered sugar after I brown the bread...and Voila"

Turning I offered her the first of the golden brown french toast and grinned, enjoying the simple pleasure of cooking for her and watching her smile as she bit into it. Nothing could ruin the mood I was in today I vowed, the recent pleasure and joyful joining with Jill so warm and fresh in my mind pressing away all the pain.

Sitting across from her I sipped at the strong coffee Jill had brewed for us and sat admiring her features in the light of the morning sun that washed thru her window.

What did a man say in a situation like this? Did he allow himself to become "mushy" and confused as he tried to express his true feelings to the woman he had just made love with? Or did he move ahead and assume the woman he loved knew how he felt and didn't need to hear words of endearment?

"Jill...I" I began and failed as she looked up from her own cup of coffee. "It's just..." I tried again and watched her smile as if understanding, but still quiet as she waited for me to speak.

Sighing I collected my thoughts and looked into her eyes, the move somehow calming me as I felt her own strength wrap itself around me.

"After we've exposed the hospital and pharmeceutical company for what they've done I want you permanently in my life, Jill. In what ever shape or form you feel comfortable with, for as long as you'll allow me, I want to wake up beside you each morning and then watch you drink your cup of coffee"

I had thought the words would bring a smile, or a teasing retort, perhaps a touch of her hand before she expressed her feelings for me as well. Anything except what happened next as she frowned and lowered her head, her hair moving to cover her face as if controlled.

"Jill?" I stumbled again, knowing I had said somehow said the wrong thing, or not enough of the right?

 

[Honey_B]

“I have something to tell you, but before I do, let me say that last night meant more to me than you could ever know. You opened yourself up to me, Will and now I must do the same. I would give anything to be with you, to continue what we began last night but that can’t happen.”

Hurt seized Will’s features and my heart called out to his pain. I didn’t know how to say what I had to. After Will had told me what he did, expressing his feelings with such candor, I knew I had to tell him. I just couldn’t find the words that would make it easier. Getting up from the table, I walked over to the window. It was cowardly, but I just couldn’t face him. Not when had to say this.

“I was married, Will. It ended about three years ago. We just drifted apart. No, that’s not right. I did, immersing myself in my career. Anyway, I never found the time to file a name change beyond the basics; driver’s license, social security….”

I paused, looking out at my backyard, trying to muster the courage to finish saying what I had to.

“I never changed my name with my doctor, Will. My married name was Jill Butler.”

The words seemed to hang in the air and the silence between us grew.

 

[Indigo Spirit]

Will

Stunned I could do nothing but sit there. Sit and repeat the name over and over in my mind and knowing the fatal significance of it to her. Jill Butler. The tenth name on a list of twelve, a woman who someone else had signed her name to the death certificate to and she was forced to carry out the sentence.

And the name of a woman I had planned to contact and offer suicide to as an alternative of living out her painful last days.

"You can't be..." I denied out loud finally and knowing with a sinking feeling she was. Knowing this single fact changed everything and made it even more personal then it already was.

"Jill... turn around" I begged, hoping it was some insane and never before seen quirk of her character, needing to look into her eyes and see for myself. "Look at me"

And as she turned, her arms clasping herself as if for warmth and reassurance, I looked into her eyes, past the tears welling up from them and into the wide-eyed entrance to her soul...I knew.

"My God Jill...I'm sorry...I never made the connection" I apologized to her and myself, knowing now that her future...our future...was.... doomed?"

It explained a lot, too much in fact...her reaction to the list and the tantrum I assumed she was throwing, the looks I had seen flit across her face in the car as I tried to stay conscious.

"Jill?" I moaned and rose, wanting and needing to be inside the arms she had wrapped around herself and to hold her as well.

It wasn't over. My heart screamed at me, refusing the plain truth in front of me and the logic of it all from my mind, not over before it had fully begun. I felt responsible for it all and would somehow make it right...

"Jill"

 

[Honey_B]

"Will..."

I had to do it. At that moment, I wasn't strong enough to face it. Neither the apologies nor a look of pity. To look upon his face, to see his concern, it made me feel dead already. I would have given anything to have Will see me as he did before I had revealed my secret. Now, I was just one of the cursed to him, a burden he would have to dispose of. I couldn't bear it.

"Will, please leave."

Unshed tears made my voice hoarse. I felt mixed emotions as I heard him get up from the table. On one hand, I wanted to be alone. On the other, I wanted him to sweep me in his arms, tell me everything was going to be all right.

 

[Indigo Spirit]

Will

"Leave?"

The word stunned me and I was numb as I pondered the meaning and obeyed, turning and moving to the door and taking the knob in my hand...

Leave the woman who had cared for me? Who had brought me back to sanity and then loved me for what I was...accepted me as I wouldn't accept myself?

"Jill?" I asked as my hand felt the cool metal beneath it as it warmed to my touch.



"LEAVE WILL! And never come back!" She answered and the words stung me to the core, not knowing what I had done that so wrong and then the sinking feeling that she was disgusted with me took over.

"I'll leave then Jill, but I'll never stop caring for you, never forget what you did for me and how I love you for it"

The door opened and I stepped through as I spoke, my eyes on her shuddering form and knowing she loathed me as she refused to turn and look at me, and then it was closed. I waited for a minute outside, hoping it was only a bad dream and she would tear the door open, remove the barrier placed between us and fall into my arms...

But she didn't come, only the still quiet did and with it the emptiness inside of me again, made worse because I had for a short time filled the void with her.

I found myself behind the wheel of the unfamiliar car...driving and not knowing where I was going, not CARING as the wind whistled through the open window and chilled my hands, trying to understand what had just happened and failing.

Jill had her story, it seemed...and thanks to my failure her death warrant as well, and I was to blame.

If she hadn't been infected before we made love, she would have been afterwards, for we had joined without the usual protection I should have worn...but I should have known.

Known that it didn't matter to her because she was already dying...and in the arms of the man who murdered so many like her before.

Spinning the car around I retraced my path and flew over the open road, back to the house secluded in the woods long enough to gather the few things I would need, the things that put and end to this "story" for once and for all.

Jill in all her disgust would probably turn my identity over to the police...and I had a short lead before they found me and tried to bring me in, and once I was arrested? The pharmaceutical companies contacts inside the force would guarantee I never left...alive.

I couldn't continue to kill the women, it was only a way to relieve their pain and my own guilt...I would move directly to the core of the problem and destroy it, tear it all down before the drug could become legal...and infect hundreds of thousands of others.

 

[Indigo Spirit]

Will

"Hello? Give me the reporters desks" I demanded and waited impatiently, knowing time was of the essence if this were to work...

The voice came on and I breathed a sigh of releif...it wasn't Jill, it was another woman who's voice sounded of too much strong drink and cigarettes...

"I'm going to give you the biggest break of your so far small career" I challenged and listened to the jaded retort..."And what might that be...the name of the Strangler and his location?"

"Close" I sneered back at her "I'll give you his name...and the proof of why he's killing these ladies at his next victims location. Where you'll be with the Police to stop him in the nick of time and be declared...a heroine."

"And what do I have to do to get that...kill somebody as well?" The voice replied...now different in tone, alert and no jeering quality to it as she became all business...

"I'm going to give you a list of names" I supplied to her curiousity and watched the wristwatchs second hand sweeping around. "You'll receive the package...a videotape of the last death as it occurred...and proof enough of I am who I claim to be to get the peoples attention on that list."

It would get thier attention allright, some in anger...some in fright of the terrible truth being revealed...and how involved they were in it all.

"Call them in the exact order the list shows" I warned "And don't try to grandstand it or come to the location alone"

I knew of a small few in the police force that were still honest, honest enough anyways to be enraged when they found out the consequences of a drug that was being sold over the counter to thier own wives and daughters...how it killed the women slowly, agonizingly and left the men to watch...And then it hit me...

"You'll get the package the day before it happens. And the location will be called to you when I see the people on the list start to move in response" I was in a hurry now. In two days the party would begin, my party...but first I had to find the cure that suddenly had reared it's head and laughed at me ...

"And what do you get from all of this?" The woman who's name I now scribbled down on the large package asked softly.

"Justice"

 

[Indigo Spirit]

Will

It had all fallen together, how I missed it was as obvious as the answer was, and now I feverishly sought to prove it with the second hand equipment in my basement.

Test after test I did and each came back to the basic conclusion I had stumbled over, the virus was created by a man who knew exactly what he was doing, and hated...women.

It was designed to attack the female chromosones in a womans body and to avoid the male, thus the attack on certain parts of her body and not others...and the complete avoidance of the male body.

And created as such it was easily curable...So easy in fact the "miracle drug" would be a solid gold money maker for the company that copyrighted it, and in a few short years the disease would be obsured.

"Until they decide to bring it back again" I spoke out loud to myself, knowing first hand how far greed drove people and to what lengths they would go to stay wealthy.

"And that will be your downfall" I promised them without thier knowledge...as of yet...One more name I added to the list, one more person that needed to be there the day it all was revealed, to receive what she had coming.

I had done it, how long it took me I had no idea until I looked at the tiny clock on the wall and realised over a day and a half had passed, and I had less then 4 hours to prepare and make it all happen.

But instead of panic I felt myself remain calm...focused, sure now on what I had to do and why...reassured my promise had justified the means to this end...and i would be able to follow it thru.

The number came easily to me this time and I dialed it, then instructed the operator to once again forward my call to the exact reporters name.

"Carolyn?" I queried as a voice replied, not of the woman's I had just spoken to less than two days ago...but a richer, fuller one that questioned my own identity...

"Will?"

Silence hung there for a long minute, my ears picking up her breathing ...and nothing else. Not the telltale clicking of a wiretap, not the hum or whir of a recorder...just her soft, musical...breathing.

Still I persisted, needing to keep the vow that had become so significant to me in the last 40 hours...after I had lost everything else I had thought gained.

"I need to talk to Carolyn Porter" I insisted and cringed at the firmness in the voice that replied.

"Carolyn is off to Toledo, the "Strangler" story is mine and only mine" So it was that way...It saved me making that last call myself, I mentally shrugged and organized my mind for the events that had to unfold.

"And the Packet?" I asked and was surprised again.

"I have it and will make the phone calls in the order you've requested"

So she hadn't turned me in yet, instead it was to be her moment of glory....her crowning achievement as they took me into custody...I was ready, mentally prepared for it and would see it thru...regardless.

"Then make the calls, the location is...."

And most disturbing of all was her reply...cutting me off with the answer before i was able to supply it...proving she had known it all along.

I choked...literally gasping for air and hanging the receiver up without acknowledging...or even a customary..."goodbye"

Then stepped into my own car, no need for a rental under false guise...no need for a stolen van to switch into...and began the slow drive to where it all had started...and would finally end.

 

[Honey_B]

Jill

I had gone into the office that day to pick up my things. My editor hadn't liked that I had turned in my resignation, liked it even less that I had done it without notice. I felt bad but there wasn't a hell of a lot I could do about it. Death seemed like a decent enough excuse.

Carolyn Porter had quickly taken over my desk. She was a hack with a bad attitude. I watched the overly bleached blonde's face grow hungry as she spoke to someone over the phone. I used to look like that, no doubt - living for the story. I just couldn't do it anymore. There was only one story I cared about and I had forced him out of my life.

I leaned over Carolyn to take down a photograph of Nellie Bly and put it in a box. Glancing down, I glimpsed what Porter was writing. Those names! Suddenly I knew without a doubt who she was talking to.....

When the phone rang a day and a half later, it was I who picked it up. Ms. Bly was back on the wall and Will's packet of information was on my desk. I fought with everything I had to keep my voice even, knowing with complete convinction that he needed to redeem himself before I could ever tell him how I felt.

 

[Indigo Spirit]

Will

The time had arrived and one by one they filed in and i welcomed them.

"Welcome Detective Sterling" I greeted the lead investigator.

"Mr Rainer, Good of you to take time away from Vestron Pharmeceuticals"

"Mrs. Green, How are things going at Clavier General?" I did the same for the Hospitals administrator.

"Doctor Pedilesky, Good to see an esteemed colleague such as yourself again"

And finally the woman I had waited for and dreaded...

"Jill, This is one time I honestly wish I didn't see you"

Still the charade had to go on and I moved to a case and triggered the locks, then opened the metal cased lid.

"Doctor Pedilesky will verify I have proof of the cure for the disease you five were responsible for contaminating the women with. I've decided I can't beat you...So instead will join you. That is if you brought the money I asked you each to come with?"

My back was turned to the door as Dr. Pedilesky came over beside me and looked into the case, then turned to nod to the others in confirmation.

"He has the cure allright"

And as I turned another familiar figure walked in...One I hadn't expected and was shocked even more as she announced and drew a tiny automatic.

"We'll take the cure, but I'm afraid you won't be joining us, we've decided to dispose of you rather than pay you off"

My heart sunk as I looked into the womans eyes, then turned to Jills and it sunk further...knowing my promise would be broken afterall...

"I hope you all rot in hell" I announced, knowing I had been sold out on more than one side...

 

[Honey_B]

Jill DeVont

Carolyn Porter!

The bitch was back and she'd brought a gun. She all but ignored me, keeping her Browning 9mm pointed at Will. I wanted to scratch her eyes out, but I had something better. I felt the familiar weight of my revolver inside my handbag.

"I hope you all rot in hell!"

Carolyn's cold, blue eyes glittered and her mouth curved into a cruel imitation of a smile. I was close enough to see the pulse jumping in her throat.

"I think we all have reservations down below. Fucking women as you squeezed the life out of them, Will? That should earn you a nice toasty spot."

She all but spat out the words. Even as I watched the pain in Will's eyes, my hand closed around my weapon. Carolyn had always been more interested in spewing venom then getting the job done. I wanted to put a bullet into the brain of everyone in the room. What they had done to us gave me all the reason I needed. Unfortunately with just six rounds I didn't stand a chance of fulfilling that dream. Not yet anyway.

In a quick motion, I cleared the gun from my handbag, moved quickly forward, and pressed it to the reporter's temple.

"Jill?"

Carolyn's eyes shifted over to me in surprise as if she just noticed that I was there.

"Yes, it's me. You have a gift for stating the obvious. Now, let me do the same. If you don't give me that gun, I'm going to ruin several thousand dollars of plastic surgery."

I reached over and yanked the Browning out of her hands.

"Take this, Will."

 

[Indigo Spirit]

Will

The handle of the gun was warm. It was all I could remember thinking as I lifted the gun and pointed it in the general vicinity of the men and the woman in the room.

"You're not a killer, Jill. Despite everything they've done to you" I spoke softly as I moved to stand beside her and the equipment on the desk in front of us.

I was scared. Not because I knew at least one of the men carried guns as well and hadn't drawn it yet. I was scared because I saw the rage in Jill's eyes and the way her finger kept constant pressure on the trigger of the pistol she held so professionally, so much better than the uneasy way I did and tried to hide it. I was scared because I knew what fired Jill's growing rage and the urge she fought to suppress as we stood in the too still room.

"Jill? The best revenge would be watching these peoples lives crumble around them don't you think?"

One handed I held my gun, the ugly snout wavering as I reached down and pushed the eject button on the two recorders in front of me. I pulled the discs from the trays and slid them into my pocket; meeting the eyes of each person in the room...Jill's last.

"Confessions from each of you on camera" I confirmed. "Dated by the same recorders used and accepted in the criminal evidence cases. A fact our Doctor Pedilesky can confirm"

The detective and reporter looked to the pale faced man between them and I took the chance to open the door behind us, nodding towards Jill to use it and encouraging her as I studied her with worried eyes.

"All we need to do is get one to your editors office and the second to a judge I used to know Jill and justice will be swift"

The tone was pleading as I watched her eyes narrow, the detectives’ hand moving to the bulge under his arm as Jill lifted her own and without a shake centered it on his forehead.

"Jill?"

 

[Honey_B]

“Will, I think you should relieve Detective Sterling of his weapon. Pat down the rest of these bastards while you’re at it.”

I turned to the rest of the people in the room and gestured menacing with my revolver.

“I suggest you all put your hands on your heads until Will has searched you thoroughly.

Everyone complied, even Carolyn who was looking at me with a mixture of confusion and rage. No doubt she was wondering what I was even doing there. I waited for Will to extract the gun from Sterling’s shoulder rig and to pat down everyone else. He was as thorough and deliberate as he was in everything. When Will found no further weapons, I turned my attention to our next problem.

We had to go, but we needed to buy ourselves time, time to get the confessions to people who could help us. My eyes fell once again on my less than distinguished colleague and an evil thought came to mind. I smiled, the expression of pure joy completely out of place in our tense little scenario.

Carolyn frowned, trying to figure me out. I could tell she still hadn’t discerned my part in the equation. She was about to find out. Swiftly I moved forward and grabbed a handful of her hair in my hand. The sudden action caused Carolyn to gasp. I tightened my grip, pulling on her hair. A few of the over-styled strands broke off in my fingers. Carolyn cried out. The moment her lips parted, my mouth was on hers, my tongue stabbing into the vulnerable confines of her own. Carolyn stiffened with shock, but as I sucked her tongue into my mouth, scraping the delicate flesh with my teeth, I felt her respond. Her hands came up to my waist and she arched her back, causing her breasts to brush against my own. Thrice Carolyn had propositioned me in the past. Three times I had turned her down. Utterly repulsed, I pushed her away.

“You’re probably wondering why I did that.”

Carolyn slowly nodded her head, looking a bit dazed.

“I didn’t kiss you because I want to, Carolyn. I did it because I had to. You see, I am infected with the little disease you all concocted.”

I laughed then, the sound harsh even to my own ears.

“And now you are too. That’s right, Carolyn, the virus can be transmitted by all bodily fluids, including saliva.”

Her hand flew to her mouth as the blood drained from her face. I turned my back on her and said to Will.

“Give her back her gun.”

He hesitated.

“It’s ok, Will. I don’t think she will use it, not on us anyway. If she harms one of us, Carolyn knows she’s not going to get her hands on the cure. Your cure, Will. No, if she thinks about it, she’s going to realize that she’s going to have to help us, to prevent the gentlemen in this room from coming after us. It’s suddenly in her best interest to do whatever she can to keep us safe.”

 

[Indigo Spirit]

Will

We were back in the car again, both of past the elation of escaping what looked to be a trap and instead turned out to be a minor victory, both of us now deep in our own thoughts and what might lay ahead...

I was dazed. Dazed at how Jill could stay so calm and act with such...ruthlessness?

The face that was in my mind wasn't hers though...it was Carolyn's and how her eyes mirrored what she was feeling as she had accepted the gun I returned to her and checked it before lifting it and pointing at her two EX-partners.




"Move and you die quickly" She had warned the two men, turning her attention to both of them as we opened the door and moved thru it into the hall.

"Jill" She called out over her shoulder, her voice strong and edged "You'll deliver that cure to me after you've blown the whistle...OR I'll come find you and your lover before I turn myself in, understand?"

Jill hadn't answered, we were both in the hall and looked to each other, then moved towards the elevator that took us to the garage below...

Now? We sat behind the windshield and watched the wipers clear the beginning of the rain, wondering if it were a good omen...or bad.

I slowed, took the corner and checked behind me for the fortieth time, we were miles away and out of reach from anyone following us now...Jill's quick thinking had worked and given us the time we needed.

Time? How much did each of us have in this life, how much was given to us and how many times was it stolen?

"Jill?" I broke the silence as I pulled up in front of a tiny motel that still shined the "vacancy" sign. "I want....no, I need for us to stay together, until we've accomplished what we set out to do, until it's finally over?"

I knew it would slow us down...splitting up would make more sense, faster...harder to track...and if one failed the other could still continue...but?

"I don't want to lose another person I love...after I've just found them" I confessed and parked the car, looking down at the gauges in fear...fear she would reject what I felt..what I believed we both felt...

 

[Honey_B]

I wanted to throw myself into his arms and not let go. I wanted to kiss away the hurt and fear, to murmur the truth of my feelings in a soft voice, whispering words of love into his ear. Instead I just nodded, unable to speak. We had the room to get after all.

After we did, after Will had closed the door behind us, I did want I wanted.

Stepping forward, I wrapped my arms around Will's neck and pulled him close. The questions were written all over his face and I answered them with a kiss. For a moment, he resisted and then his hands were around my waist, crushing my body to his. The kiss deepened, our mouths hungry for something that can only be fed through such contact. Will moved his hand to my cheek, his touch a heartbreak of tenderness. I broke off the kiss and turned my head so I could whisper in his ear.

"Will, you saved my life by finding the cure. Even so, I have no life without you. I am yours, just as you are mine."

 

[Indigo Spirit]

Will

Are we safe? Had we lost the people who had just tried to kill us? Were we going to be able to find everyone infected in time?

The pressure hadn't relented, despite Jills gentle touch, concerned eyes and passionate kisses there came the throaty, whispered promise...

"Will, you saved my life by finding the cure. Even so, I have no life without you. I am yours, just as you are mine."

My life expanded...the woman in my arms was the center of my universe...and I worshiped her with all my soul, my heart...and my body...returning the passion of the kiss, crushing my lips to hers and pulling her closer...closer to my own want and need until our bodies were molded against each other as if one. Clothing left us, lost in the mist of passion that grew into a fog, wrapping it's erotic embrace around our bodies and into our very souls as lips touched lips..flesh warmed flesh...my hardened want rubbed her softer, moist mound...

"Then we'll give each other a reason to live, to enjoy life, and to want to live...forever"