okay. Expected return, unknown at the moment. Love you all. Ben. Occasionally I would change the message around a bit, or add a little bit of detail like missing you all, but basically, I kept it very simple.”
Ben smiled coyly at me, while I sipped my cup of tea and looked into the fire.
“And what about you Ben? What did you do all of that time in Une Autre Terre?” I asked.
He did not answer me straight away. I could see that he was choosing his words carefully.
“I did a lot. I learnt a lot. I spent a lot of time with my mum and dad, brothers and sisters. I also spent a lot of time waiting for the portal to open again so that I could return to you. That is all that I can tell you Cate – you know, sworn to secrecy and all that…” he replied honestly.
I watched his face carefully as he spoke. I knew that he was holding back a lot of information. But it was not my place to ask him about it - yet.
I touched his arm lightly. “Ben, stay with me tonight. I am feeling anxious about being here alone again. I need you beside me.”
He looked into my eyes and reached over to my hand and replied, “Of course I will.”
After the sitting room fire died down, we made our way up to my bedroom, turning on the lamps and lighting the fireplace there. It was a very romantic bedroom. It was well planned out and exquisitely decorated. Physically it was a dream bedroom. But emotionally, the associations with it were very bad, and as I lay in bed in Ben’s arms, I worked on details to change the appearance of the bedroom. I must paint new colours and rearrange the bedroom furniture to create new and happy memory associations there.
Ben lay on his back next to me, with his left arm around me. His eyes were closed, and he breathed evenly, but I knew him well enough to know that he would not be asleep yet. He never went to sleep before me.
I gently ran my fingertips over his stomach and chest, down his right arm, around his hand and fingers, his wrist and back to his chest again. He kept his eyes closed, but his breathing pattern changed.
I gently traced my fingertips up his neck and onto his face, tracing his jaw line, his chin, around his eyes, over his forehead and lightly over his lips.
Still, he kept his eyes closed.
I gently moved my lips closer to his, and brushed them lightly over his, teasing, then along his jaw line before returning back to his lips where I kissed him slowly and softly.
Still with his eyes closed, he brought his hand up to the side of my face, and kissed me delicately, at first. But then he became hungrier for me, rolling me onto my back and kissing me passionately. His hands wandered over my body, caressing me, driving me crazy. I pulled away from our kissing, breathing heavily, and whispered his name. He was losing control. It would be incredibly difficult for him to pull away from me now. He looked deeply into my eyes with burning desire, and then urgently started kissing me again.
He put his hand down on to the bed to lift himself up higher onto me, only, there was no more bed there. We were right on the edge of the mattress. Ben went tumbling down onto the floor.
He lay there without moving, his pride was bruised.
I giggled from above. I had found the acrobatics highly amusing. I peeked over the side of the bed.
“How’s the floor? More comfortable than the bed?” I said humorously. I offered my hand to him to help him up. He took it, and then kissed it gently, and then let go.
First he sat up, then he stood up and walked around the bed back to the right side again. I could hear him chuckling to himself as he walked. I could see the dimple on his cheek as he smiled to himself.
As he lay down beside me again, I looked at him, and whispered seriously, “Our promise.”
He just breathed in deeply and whispered, “Good night. I love you….don’t touch me in any way, okay?”
I snuggled into Ben’s arms again and
Ben smiled coyly at me, while I sipped my cup of tea and looked into the fire.
“And what about you Ben? What did you do all of that time in Une Autre Terre?” I asked.
He did not answer me straight away. I could see that he was choosing his words carefully.
“I did a lot. I learnt a lot. I spent a lot of time with my mum and dad, brothers and sisters. I also spent a lot of time waiting for the portal to open again so that I could return to you. That is all that I can tell you Cate – you know, sworn to secrecy and all that…” he replied honestly.
I watched his face carefully as he spoke. I knew that he was holding back a lot of information. But it was not my place to ask him about it - yet.
I touched his arm lightly. “Ben, stay with me tonight. I am feeling anxious about being here alone again. I need you beside me.”
He looked into my eyes and reached over to my hand and replied, “Of course I will.”
After the sitting room fire died down, we made our way up to my bedroom, turning on the lamps and lighting the fireplace there. It was a very romantic bedroom. It was well planned out and exquisitely decorated. Physically it was a dream bedroom. But emotionally, the associations with it were very bad, and as I lay in bed in Ben’s arms, I worked on details to change the appearance of the bedroom. I must paint new colours and rearrange the bedroom furniture to create new and happy memory associations there.
Ben lay on his back next to me, with his left arm around me. His eyes were closed, and he breathed evenly, but I knew him well enough to know that he would not be asleep yet. He never went to sleep before me.
I gently ran my fingertips over his stomach and chest, down his right arm, around his hand and fingers, his wrist and back to his chest again. He kept his eyes closed, but his breathing pattern changed.
I gently traced my fingertips up his neck and onto his face, tracing his jaw line, his chin, around his eyes, over his forehead and lightly over his lips.
Still, he kept his eyes closed.
I gently moved my lips closer to his, and brushed them lightly over his, teasing, then along his jaw line before returning back to his lips where I kissed him slowly and softly.
Still with his eyes closed, he brought his hand up to the side of my face, and kissed me delicately, at first. But then he became hungrier for me, rolling me onto my back and kissing me passionately. His hands wandered over my body, caressing me, driving me crazy. I pulled away from our kissing, breathing heavily, and whispered his name. He was losing control. It would be incredibly difficult for him to pull away from me now. He looked deeply into my eyes with burning desire, and then urgently started kissing me again.
He put his hand down on to the bed to lift himself up higher onto me, only, there was no more bed there. We were right on the edge of the mattress. Ben went tumbling down onto the floor.
He lay there without moving, his pride was bruised.
I giggled from above. I had found the acrobatics highly amusing. I peeked over the side of the bed.
“How’s the floor? More comfortable than the bed?” I said humorously. I offered my hand to him to help him up. He took it, and then kissed it gently, and then let go.
First he sat up, then he stood up and walked around the bed back to the right side again. I could hear him chuckling to himself as he walked. I could see the dimple on his cheek as he smiled to himself.
As he lay down beside me again, I looked at him, and whispered seriously, “Our promise.”
He just breathed in deeply and whispered, “Good night. I love you….don’t touch me in any way, okay?”
I snuggled into Ben’s arms again and
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