Waiting for as long as it will take

She couldnt just say it, her cheeks gaining a bit of colour as she motioned with her eyes. He seemed to quickly catch on and her thumb touching her lower lip made her jaw tremble slightly. He leaned in and she wrapped her arms around his neck without hesitation, just enjoying the simple and sweet kiss. His promise made her open her eyes as she switched between his. “I want to be sure it’s what you want everytime.” She mumbled before she connected their lips again, pressing her body to his. She had had a lot of time to think and while she was still figuring out herself, she wanted to trust Eugene. In every way there was. “You mean the world to me Whistle” she whispered like it was only for him to hear.

He whispered back and she smiled sweetly as he pulled her in. His mutter made her hum as she moved her arms off around his neck, her hands gently moving under his arm and searching along his back until she reached the strap’s lock. She unlocked it in a swift motion, grabbing onto the mechanical hand so it wouldnt fall to the floor and break. “Sit.” She told him, and if he did, she would put the arm back on the table before walking over to inspect where the strap had gnawed on his skin. “Do you want it to just stick to your arm or should we get a better strap for your shoulder?” She asked. The strap would definitely be a viable option for wearing it longer and for more practical uses. But it was up to him. “Did you bring serum?”

She hummed as he spoke of his wants, looking at the arm as she considered it. “Maybe the strap should be something the device can slide into.” She pondered. It would make a lot of things so much easier. She came over as he spoke of the serum. She glanced towards the bag, before she turned to look at his shoulder, gently rubbing around the sore spots, to then feel a bit tension. “Is it too heavy for you?” She asked, narrowing her eyes. Though she wasnt too worried as he would get stronger over time the more he’d wear it. The notion of being stuck in a dream made her giggle. “No it’s very real here.” She assured him, pinching his arm for good measure. Then she leaned in and kissed his cheek. “Promise.”

She let him pull her down to sit on his lap, having missed the feeling so much. “I do?” She asked because though she did feel tired, she didnt want to sleep just yet. The question about the nightmares made her sigh as she looked down. Then she nodded. “Yeah, I have.” She admitted. Moving her hands up she touched his chest, just feeling his skin against hers, how soft he was on her fingertips. “But you’re here now. That’s all that matters to me.” She pointed out.

“I know you will.” She mumbled, not doubting it one bit. If someone could make the bad dreams go away, it would be him. It would always be him. He promised to be there forever and she smiled happily. She felt so lucky. This was their dream, to be together and be able to make things together. He moved them around and she looked up at him, keeping her hands on his chest. “Yeah.” She agreed. If they left for America then Dexter wouldnt find them as easily as he could here. And things had to be better over there. “Eugene…?” she said like she was going to ask something but then she remembered what he had said. She moved a hand up to hold the side of his head before pulling him down to connect their lips. She wasnt sure she could ever get tired of the feeling, the warmth building up in her stomach.

Feeling him return her kiss only made her feel this tingling feeling in her stomach, like she was just overjoyed with happiness. She didnt mind the moan but as he pulled away she frowned a bit. His mutter made her lift her hand, cupping his face. “You could never hurt me Eugene.” She mumbled. She nuzzled her nose against his, closing her eyes as she sighed. “I dont feel crazy anymore, I’m not stuck in the lab anymore. I’m out here with you, my whistle” She explained softly. “I want to make you happy.” She assured him. It was all she ever wanted. She connected their lips once more, pushing up lightly towards him.

Resent him? She could never. He was all she wanted! She didnt care about anyone else, just him. Being apart had only made that longing stronger, the need to just be with him. But he was clearly serious about this so she wanted to hear him out. The whisper made her look at him softer, but as he pressed his body to hers, her cheeks gained a bit of colour. His plea made her lip quiver. She didnt want to make him feel like a monster. That had never been her intention. But that was what she had done, she still remembered listening through the door, hearing what Eugene yelled at his father. “I want to be with you forever.” She whispered; that was the only truth she truly knew.
He spoke and she listened, switching between his eyes, lifting a hand up to touch the cheek under the bad one. “But havent we crossed that one already?” She mumbled, lifting her head up to connect their foreheads. “Every time you told me that you loved me, you never meant it as a friend.” She whispered. She closed her eyes and moved her hand off his face, moving it down to grab his good hand. “Unless friends long for each other like this.” She mumbled, entangling their fingers, lifting her hands up over her head, arching her back a little. “I dont want to see you with someone else. Someone else you’ll tinker with, hold close… kiss.” She sighed. “So tell me.. Eugene, Whistle. Are we just friends?”

His protest made her happy. But it could never make the fear truly go away. Like a worst nightmare looming in the back of her mind. Had he kissed the scientist? Even if she was dead from the cold now out in the snow, had he held her and kissed her lips? No, she had to know. What were they? So she asked. Because if she didnt then they would probably stay in uncertainty. He kissed her and the mutter made her whimper softly. But then what were they? His rolling hips made her blush more visible in her pale skin, her legs moving up to lock around him. It was so different from then. She wasnt pushing him off or trying to get away, no she was pushing herself closer, keeping herself open for him. She listened to his whisper, her eyes welling up a little as she clearly wasnt satisfied with that. And then he spoke again. A few tears rolled down her cheeks as she looked at him. “Then go crazy with me Whistle. I…. I love you.” She said though the last part she whispered. And it had taken her qute a lot of courage to say it. Even if it made her feel exposed and vulnerable. She felt ready for it. She felt safe being here under him. “Even if I dont remember. I know now. You’re the boy in those forgotten memories.” She whispered, lifting her hips to greet his, rubbing herself up against him.

His gentle touches was all she needed. She had just been too distracted to notice how exactly his hand gently touched her with nothing but love. There was no thoughts of uncertainty about whether he wanted someone different than who she was now; Because he had always just seen her for her. No old Jane, no image of her from some other time. He kissed her and she felt how eager he was in it, mostly because he also moved against her.
She felt his hand move under her shirt and she just looked to him with loving eyes, feeling how he was pulling at her. He helped her out of her shirt and as he leaned back down, her hands moved up to touch him, his chest, his stomach. “No, I want you closer.” She mumbled, her arms and chest covering in goosebumps as she was feeling colder without her top and his kisses were also rather nice. “Eugene… I want this to go to where we can never go back from.” She mumbled. She couldnt wait. She had to feel it, feel that they werent just friends in all this.

He promised they’d get there, him grabbing at her hip felt like he was assuring her of it. She just couldnt explain her impatience. But it was clear that she couldnt just keep waiting, not for this and when he seemed like he wanted her too. He explained what she had to do and as he moved off she felt her hands tremble a little. Not because she didnt want to. But she had never had to do it herself before. He had always had a guiding hand showing and doing it for her. His promise just made her sure that this was what she wanted.
Her hands moving down, she opened and undid her pants. “Underwear too?” She asked, clenching one hand to keep it from shaking. She didnt know why she felt so nervous, it had nothing to do with not wanting this. If he gave her the choice, she would just take it off with her pants and throw it off to the side. “I’m cold now.” She mumbled, her shoulders trembling a little from how cold the room was right now. It was being warmed by a little heater but it just kept it warm enough for keeping warm with clothes on. Not completely naked.

She would take his hand and follow as she sat down onto his lap like she had so many times. She felt the blanket on her back and while it was a little rough and itchy, she was rather preoccupied with something else, like his warmth radiating off of him. His compliment made her hide her face away in the nape of his neck. She wasnt really good with compliments, even less when it wasnt about her creations. And yet it made her so happy to hear him say something like that.
She relaxed as soon as she was warmer. His warm hand was gentle and warm. “Yes please.” She whispered softly, lifting her trembling hands to grab his and move it down her body before letting go to let him do whatever he wanted to.

She hadnt expected him to ask her to put her hand back around his but as he did, she just complied, grabbing a soft hold around his wrist. Her hand moved with his, feeling how he felt her up. She was definitely not unaffected by the situation, so he would definitely feel how her body had reacted to all the rubbing. She moaned at his touch, her hand tensing slightly around his wrist but not to restrain or pull him away. She actually pushed his hand down like she wanted more of his touch. And it seemed that she got that as his finger played with her bell. She nodded at his words, keeping her face at the nape of his neck, opening her mouth slightly before she bit into his neck. She had bitten before, but those times would have been out of frustration or anger. This was softer, gentle. Just feeling his flesh between her teeth.
He moaned with her and she carefully rocked her hips just slightly to meet his touch, apply a little pressure onto his fingers “Eugene.” She moaned against his skin, feeling another finger join in on the fun. Her stomach felt like it was making knots around itself and though it wasnt the first time he had done this to her, it still felt like magic. Like he was touching her for the first time like she had forgotten he did. He pushed his fingers inside and she whimpered softly, feeling how she stretched out at his mercy. “I trust you.” She whispered, moving her head away to look at him. Her eyes were half lidded and filled with love, slight drool in the corner of her mouth from using her teeth on his neck. “Please use me too. I dont want to be selfish.” She pleaded softly, her free hand moving up around him, moans still leaving her mouth from how he was stroking her. It didnt take long to loosen her up, at least she felt how his fingers easily was sliding in and out when he wasnt teasing the soft spots she had to make her tense up.