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Of an Evening (Drev)

It was after eight before she'd left the lawyer's office. After her meeting with Ethan, she'd had a meeting at the back, which went as well as expected, then she had a meeting with Drev's lawyer to get some contract stuff straightened out, so she had him read over the lease while she was there. It was a very long meeting, that didn't even start until almost six.

She parked behind the building nest to Drev's car and bike. She gathered her things out of the passenger seat and trudged her way up the stairs and into the apartment. The lights were dim and there was some lovely aroma in the air she couldn't identify beyond that it was food. It made her realize she was ravenous. She put her things down on and near the hall table, and called out to Drev.


"I'm home!"

Milazo 18 years ago
"Good," he said with a smile and kissed the top of her head before returning to his meal. The sauce tasted like reheated refrigerator, but it was still better than anything he could get elsewhere. When he'd finished the little that was left, he wiped his mouth and sat back in his chair.

"So, what did you make for dessert?"
Wren 18 years ago
Wren sat up, expecting more to follow "Good," but as she watched him finish his meal. Her mouth slowly opened and she just sort of sat there dumbfounded. Was he kidding? Trying to make her feel better? Glancing over this with a joke, or did he really just not care about the open wound she'd just put in front of him.

'Should I be angry here? He's been great about everything else, so am I just expecting him to cuddle and reassure me? No, damnit I just asked him how he feels about me and he asked me about dessert. What the hell?"

Wren slowly put her feet to the floor, her anger and confusion plain on her face. With very deliberate movements she picked up her bowls and glass, then headed to the kitchen., very carefully places everything in the sink. Stalks into her bedroom, closing the door with a resounding thud. She plopped her butt into the large plush armchair under her window and swallowed hard against the tears that had started to leak out of the corners of her eyes.
Milazo 18 years ago
Drev realized almost immediately that he'd fucked up. But by the time his brain and mouth had synced enough to say anything, Wren was already slamming the door to her room. He followed a moment later, but stood outside the door for a minute, trying to gather his thoughts.

She'd been expecting more from him; that much was obvious. But more what? He thought back to what she'd last said and realized his mistake. He knocked softly on the door.


"Wren, I'm sorry." He paused for a deep breath. "May I come in?"
Wren 18 years ago
Wren had given up trying not to cry and tears flowed freely down her face. The ones she didn't catch with tissues, fell in dark blotched on her robe and chemise. When Drev knocked, she pulled her feet up into the chair and sniffed mightily.

"Yes." Her voice was thick and she had to swallow before she could say more. "Come in."

She pulled another tissue from the decorative box on her side table and chose to look out the window instead of at the now opening door.
Milazo 18 years ago
Drev slipped quietly into her bedroom, but remained near the door. Seeing her in tears hurt him more than he would have expected. His first instinct was to protect her; to stop whatever it was that hurt her. But what should he do if he was the one to cause the pain? Hopefully seppuku didn't have to be figured in just yet....

He'd had a general idea of what he'd wanted to say to Wren, but seeing her in tears had pushed it from his mind. So without saying anything, he walked softly across the room and knelt on the floor before her with precise, agile motions; the same movements he uses when he kneels or sits to meditate in the dojo. He placed his hands on his thighs and knelt silently with his eyes downcast.

He was in a position of vulnerability. It was a gesture that admitted his mistake, and asked for forgiveness at the same time.
Wren 18 years ago
Wren saw him approach from the corner of her eye, she couldn't make herself look at him. She'd done a great deal of crying in front of his but this was the first time her tears were because of him. She loved this man, this strange, lonely, dangerous man. When he disappeared from view she turned her head to look at him.

She'd seen him in that position in the studio before, but he had never hung his head like that before. She wanted to drop to the floor and hug him, tell him she was sorry for crying and that it was all her fault. But that wouldn't solve anything.

She sobbed softly, and reached out to him, dropping her hand before she touched his hair. This was not the evening she had envisioned at all. She wanted to say something, but the only words that wanted to come out were supplicating and self-blaming. She didn't want to be that way with him, she didn't want to be that way period.

Finally she gathered up the courage to lean forward and place her finger tips on his shoulder. She slid them slowly up his neck and under his chin, tipping his face up to her own.


"I need to know how you feel." Her words were whispered and her voice threatened to crack.
Milazo 18 years ago
Drev looked deep into her eyes and saw strength there, and he knew exactly how he felt.

"I love you."
Wren 18 years ago
Her hand cupped gently around his jaw, as those three perfect words filled her ears. She looked beyond the icy blue and found love there, found herself there. Tears welled up in her eyes again, and she brushed at them with impatient fingers.

She slid from her chair, leaving the silk robe behind, and onto his lap. Her lips met his gently, briefly and she looked up into his eyes again.


"I love you, Drev. So very much, it makes my heart hurt." It sounded just a little cheesy even to her, but it was exactly how she felt. She wondered where they went from here, but she pushed it away. For now it was enough to simply be here.
Milazo 18 years ago
He held her for a moment, then eased her back so he could kiss her more thoroughly. He was very aware of her breasts, the curve of her slender waist, and the love mirrored in her eyes.

"I'm pretty new at this 'love' thing..." he said softly before kissing her again, more deeply and passionately this time. He couldn't help his hands from gliding up along the curve of her waist to cup her perfect breasts. "But I'm not new at this..." With no more warning than a mischievous grin, he pulled Wren around him and pinned her to the floor.
Wren 18 years ago
Wren smiled at the tenderness in his voice, as her body melted with his. This was exactly what she wanted. To love and be loved. To know and be known, to have and to give. It was all she had ever wanted, what she'd thought she'd had with Marcus. This was seventy thousand times better. This was real. There was nothing about him she didn't know, and there was nothing, she was sure, he could or would do to hurt her.

"I guess we'll just have to learn together."

She squealed and laughed, when Drev pinned her to the floor. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down for another of those wonderfully passionate kisses, as tears of joy flowed down her face to dampen her hair.
Milazo 18 years ago
Drev let himself be pulled down into Wren's embrace. Somehow, strangely, her body felt softer, smoother, even more perfect than it had before. Her breasts were tight and warm against his bare chest, and as his hand traveled down her body, the lines and curves he was familiar with stirred his arousal even more fiercely than before. He caught his thumb in the waistband of her boyshorts and began moving them down her hips as his kisses started drifting down her jaw, neck, and over her collarbone. Soft moans of delight drifted from deep in his throat, as though he were partaking in the most delectable dessert.
Wren 18 years ago
This was more in tune with the evening she had envisioned, only better. She had no idea that those words could do so much for her senses. Everything seemed larger than life as his soft moans vibrated against her skin. She wanted him to go faster, and yet she didn't want this to end.

She sighed as her panties were pushed away, and her hands moved to the waist of his pants. She couldn't remove them from this angle, but she could push them out of the way. A soft moan escaped her as her heated flesh touched his.

Yes, this was exactly where she wanted to be.
Milazo 18 years ago
Once he had her panties down and out of the way, Drev helped Wren nudge his pants down. When he emerged, he let out a hungry sigh and lowered himself again. His breath was heavy with desire as he kissed her neck, jaw, and lips. His hands eased her camisole up enough to expose her breasts.

He gave Wren one more passionate kiss on her soft lips before closing his mouth around one of her swollen nipples. At the same moment, he eased himself into her with a firm, but gentle thrust of his hips. Her body felt more incredible than he could remember; even though they'd just made love an hour ago. It's like their bodies fit together better somehow, now that they've embraced their feelings for each other. With every slow, deliberate thrust into Wren's incredible warmth, Drev felt more and more connected to her. And that just made him want her, need her, love her all the more.
Wren 18 years ago
Wren gasped, then sighed as Drev took her in his mouth and entered her. It felt like heaven had come down and wrapped her in warmth and love. Their bodies moved together in life's ancient rhythm, their breath coming in sighs and moans.

The climax of their love making burst forth in a shared cry, primal and perfect. Light exploded behind Wren's eyes as she wrapped her shuddering body around Drev's. They panted like caged beasts, as Drev's body crushed her's to the plush rug of her floor. One word resounded in Wren's head as she lay spent and loved.

Home.


((Drev and Wren out))