Post by me on Sept 16, 2008 20:39:51 GMT -5
This is my first fic on this site. I hope you all enjoy it and let me know if you want me to continue it. right now it's only a oneshot but if want background on the story I've already got plots roaming around my noggin. please be brutally honest with reviews and Peace From ME! 
He pulled me closer while deepening the kiss. Adrenaline rushed purely through my veins. Our heated tryst would sadly have to come to an end…that is, if we planned on stopping.
His hands, the same hands that gave me comfort and protection whenever I was in danger, those hands, ran through my hair with such passion and vehemence and fire that I felt little sparks come alive within me. I wouldn’t be able to stop later if we kept going. I had to end it now.
Between kisses I tried to mutter words, but they came out slurred and inaudible because my lips were still tingling. He didn’t hear me. I lightly pushed him away from me, just enough so his lips had to pull away from mine. I looked into his green eyes, oh those eyes. He looked at me slightly confused and with a hint of worry. I didn’t like it when Kevin worried.
“We have to stop,” I whispered. I didn’t want to jeopardize Kevin’s promise out of my selfishness. I wanted what he wanted. That’s what you do when you love someone.
“No,” he said and continued kissing me with such lust and want that it would have been so much easier to just give in and let him take me. Let him take me to that euphoria of a place. Let him take me to that nowhere land.
His lips muffled my words yet again when I tried to stop once again. Every second he kept going brought me closer to my breaking point, my point of no turning back. Especially since his left hand had strayed away from my hair, tracing my curves down to my hip and began pulling at one of the loops on my jeans. From there he began massaging small circles into my hip making me arch my back in pleasure. It had to stop now.
“But your ring…” I murmured between kisses. He pulled back slightly and looked me in the eyes, so as to contemplate what to do next.
He leaned down to my ear and huskily breathed, “Screw it,”. Those were the worst words he could have chosen because when sinning (like we were) they sound so rebellious and sexy. But I couldn’t. He couldn’t. We couldn’t.
“I would do anything to be with you, because I love you that much,” I whispered into his ear, for he had long since buried his face in the crook of my neck, “but I love you to much to let you do this to yourself.”
“I’m not doing anything to myself. I love you. I want to show you that. If this goddamned ring is stopping me from having you, not just physically, but fully, then forget it. I want all of you. I want only you for the rest of my life. I will never, do you understand me, never love anyone the way I love you. This isn’t just blind lust so please don’t think that. I want you, and I hope you want me too.” He paused thoughtfully for a moment before sitting up and looking me in the eyes, before he kept going, “Do you, Teesha Tamoye Raziel, wish to become Mrs. Paul Kevin Jonas II? Please don’t say no,” he pleaded with a smile.
I was crying. I was crying by the time he said “goddamned ring”. But I kept crying. I was speechless.
“Do you know what you do to me?” I whispered, “You make me want to become a better person for the one I love. To tell you the truth you didn’t even need to ask. If you had just plain, told me we were getting married I would have.” I laughed. I saw his wonderful smile become wider and his beautiful teeth glowed. “So, in answer to your question, yes. I’m not even waiting for the wedding because in my mind, my name is already Teesha Tamoye Jonas.”
He laughed and then swooped down and took my lips once more. This time when he broke the kiss I pulled him back down. And whispered into his ear “I googled each of you names. It’s actually originated with a very beautiful meaning. When put in order they each mean ‘small, handsome, beloved, dove’. You’re my small handsome beloved dove.”
He laughed and asked me “What does your name mean?”
“Only my last name has a meaning. It means ‘the lord is my secret’. Lord does not only apply to god. It also applies to the head of the house. So in translation it means “the ‘small handsome beloved dove’ is my secret”.” I giggled.
“I like that. I am yours. You are mine. We really do complete each other.”
With that, he moved his hand from my hip and used it to pull off his ring on his right. I didn’t really realize what he was doing until he slid his ring onto my finger. I stared at him wide eyed. I’m sure I looked like a fish. Big eyes, mouth agape, breathing deeply. Oh yeah Teesha, really sexy.
Before I could say anything he kissed me. It wasn’t as passionate or fiery as the past kisses. This one was a quick kiss that lingered just the slightest bit upon your lips. It sealed something.
“I just proposed, but I don’t have a ring to show it. This will have to do until I can buy you a ring worthy of this finger.” He said while kissing the pad of my ring finger.
I slid it out of his grasp and unhooked a simple silver chain from around my neck. On it was a ring that didn’t fit me, but made a beautiful necklace. I slid it around his neck and this time he went all shocked on me, imitating my previous look. I simply smiled at his terrible imitation of me. After I hooked the chain in place I kissed him the same way he had kissed me earlier.
“I don’t need another ring. If it’s all right with you, I’d like to keep your promise ring. It means something to me.”
“That’s fine by me.” He smiled.
That night, he took me. It wasn’t rushed. It wasn’t pushed. It was nothing but love. We didn’t do the laundry. We didn’t knock boots. We didn’t have sex. We. Made. Love. That’s all there is to it.
Isnt kevin just the sweetest and smexiest thing?! I didnt write a lemon because I suck at it and it didnt really make me feel right for this particular story. anywhos remember to review!
He pulled me closer while deepening the kiss. Adrenaline rushed purely through my veins. Our heated tryst would sadly have to come to an end…that is, if we planned on stopping.
His hands, the same hands that gave me comfort and protection whenever I was in danger, those hands, ran through my hair with such passion and vehemence and fire that I felt little sparks come alive within me. I wouldn’t be able to stop later if we kept going. I had to end it now.
Between kisses I tried to mutter words, but they came out slurred and inaudible because my lips were still tingling. He didn’t hear me. I lightly pushed him away from me, just enough so his lips had to pull away from mine. I looked into his green eyes, oh those eyes. He looked at me slightly confused and with a hint of worry. I didn’t like it when Kevin worried.
“We have to stop,” I whispered. I didn’t want to jeopardize Kevin’s promise out of my selfishness. I wanted what he wanted. That’s what you do when you love someone.
“No,” he said and continued kissing me with such lust and want that it would have been so much easier to just give in and let him take me. Let him take me to that euphoria of a place. Let him take me to that nowhere land.
His lips muffled my words yet again when I tried to stop once again. Every second he kept going brought me closer to my breaking point, my point of no turning back. Especially since his left hand had strayed away from my hair, tracing my curves down to my hip and began pulling at one of the loops on my jeans. From there he began massaging small circles into my hip making me arch my back in pleasure. It had to stop now.
“But your ring…” I murmured between kisses. He pulled back slightly and looked me in the eyes, so as to contemplate what to do next.
He leaned down to my ear and huskily breathed, “Screw it,”. Those were the worst words he could have chosen because when sinning (like we were) they sound so rebellious and sexy. But I couldn’t. He couldn’t. We couldn’t.
“I would do anything to be with you, because I love you that much,” I whispered into his ear, for he had long since buried his face in the crook of my neck, “but I love you to much to let you do this to yourself.”
“I’m not doing anything to myself. I love you. I want to show you that. If this goddamned ring is stopping me from having you, not just physically, but fully, then forget it. I want all of you. I want only you for the rest of my life. I will never, do you understand me, never love anyone the way I love you. This isn’t just blind lust so please don’t think that. I want you, and I hope you want me too.” He paused thoughtfully for a moment before sitting up and looking me in the eyes, before he kept going, “Do you, Teesha Tamoye Raziel, wish to become Mrs. Paul Kevin Jonas II? Please don’t say no,” he pleaded with a smile.
I was crying. I was crying by the time he said “goddamned ring”. But I kept crying. I was speechless.
“Do you know what you do to me?” I whispered, “You make me want to become a better person for the one I love. To tell you the truth you didn’t even need to ask. If you had just plain, told me we were getting married I would have.” I laughed. I saw his wonderful smile become wider and his beautiful teeth glowed. “So, in answer to your question, yes. I’m not even waiting for the wedding because in my mind, my name is already Teesha Tamoye Jonas.”
He laughed and then swooped down and took my lips once more. This time when he broke the kiss I pulled him back down. And whispered into his ear “I googled each of you names. It’s actually originated with a very beautiful meaning. When put in order they each mean ‘small, handsome, beloved, dove’. You’re my small handsome beloved dove.”
He laughed and asked me “What does your name mean?”
“Only my last name has a meaning. It means ‘the lord is my secret’. Lord does not only apply to god. It also applies to the head of the house. So in translation it means “the ‘small handsome beloved dove’ is my secret”.” I giggled.
“I like that. I am yours. You are mine. We really do complete each other.”
With that, he moved his hand from my hip and used it to pull off his ring on his right. I didn’t really realize what he was doing until he slid his ring onto my finger. I stared at him wide eyed. I’m sure I looked like a fish. Big eyes, mouth agape, breathing deeply. Oh yeah Teesha, really sexy.
Before I could say anything he kissed me. It wasn’t as passionate or fiery as the past kisses. This one was a quick kiss that lingered just the slightest bit upon your lips. It sealed something.
“I just proposed, but I don’t have a ring to show it. This will have to do until I can buy you a ring worthy of this finger.” He said while kissing the pad of my ring finger.
I slid it out of his grasp and unhooked a simple silver chain from around my neck. On it was a ring that didn’t fit me, but made a beautiful necklace. I slid it around his neck and this time he went all shocked on me, imitating my previous look. I simply smiled at his terrible imitation of me. After I hooked the chain in place I kissed him the same way he had kissed me earlier.
“I don’t need another ring. If it’s all right with you, I’d like to keep your promise ring. It means something to me.”
“That’s fine by me.” He smiled.
That night, he took me. It wasn’t rushed. It wasn’t pushed. It was nothing but love. We didn’t do the laundry. We didn’t knock boots. We didn’t have sex. We. Made. Love. That’s all there is to it.
Isnt kevin just the sweetest and smexiest thing?! I didnt write a lemon because I suck at it and it didnt really make me feel right for this particular story. anywhos remember to review!
