Tristan started to kiss me, he kissed me over and over until I felt I
couldn’t keep my hands from him and I pulled his T-shirt up to be able to run
my hands along his bare skin. He made a little sound, and we started to undress
each other. He told me he had missed me so much when I was away that he thought
his heart would break and that he wanted me now more than he could think about
let alone say.
“Tell me you forgive me”, he asked.
I stopped kissing his neck and shoulder to do that and I said it a
couple of times as I kissed him. It was hard not to just keep going and make
love to him but I had to ask him to forgive me too. I thought he needed to
realize he wasn’t the total bad guy in what had happened. We kissed each other
and whispered this stuff until without knowing how it happened the intensity
that sometimes develops between us overwhelmed me and I had to make love to
He held me close after and talked about the task we were to do for
Aristide and how he genuinely didn’t expect the spell to work. It seemed so
radical an expectation that he could be the catalyst for a new time travel
portal simply by standing in the waterfall pool. I smiled at him, it seemed
perfectly possible to me, he was very special, and his connection to the
waterfall was strong.
“Tristan I think it will work but my doubts come from if he can bend it
away to a different time, you know, I think we may end up in 1190 again and
maybe I will take some toothpaste after all”. I smiled again knowing I already
had some in my bag, and seeing his serious expression, I kissed him. He was so
lovely; his eyes seemed very blue in my pale table lamplight.
“Maybe that will happen and we will have to hang out for the seven hours
in the forest, it will be cold there now too”, he raised his eyebrows slightly
to indicate how unpleasant that might be.
I kissed him again because Tristan in bed with you is just magnetic. We
didn’t go to sleep until it was nearly light and then we must have just fallen
asleep as we cuddled each other.
It was about eleven thirty when we woke up and started grinning at each
other about how late it was. It was good to be close to Tristan again, and I
held his face in my hands and told him, “Tristan, I love you and I need you in
my life, and I will never give up on that again, so expect a fight next time
not a withdrawal. Well if there is a next time”.
“There will not be a next time Chloe. It was foolish of me to assume you
and Oliver were, well, what I said. He never admitted anything and that’s a
good thing because it was unfair of me to ask”.
He kissed me and I kissed him but at the same time a little thought came
into my head, he had decided Oliver and I were not making love, so perhaps it
still mattered to him.
Then he continued with, “Chloe making love with you is always special
but last night, well, it was completely extraordinary. You put all your
feelings in my head and it was like a sensation avalanche. I have to tell you
because you may feel weird about it and it seems wrong not to tell you, but I
hope you don’t feel weird, because it echoed how I was feeling and it was
absolutely the best thing I have ever felt”. He looked questioningly at me, a
gentle caring look that stopped me from freaking out. I didn’t know I had done
that and I felt weird just as Tristan had thought I might.
“Tristan that is odd, it seems like an invasion of your mind, did you
hear words or what?” I asked because although I didn’t remember thinking words
I knew how I felt when I was with Tristan was very passionate.
He grinned and then kissed me, and said softly, “Not words, feelings,
like bursts of sensation, don’t stop doing it; it’s the best thing I have ever
felt. It’s unbelievably sexy”.
I thought for a few seconds because wow, and then I replied, “Tristan, I
seem to have done it unconsciously so I probably can’t stop, tell me if it does
become a problem”.
Tristan laughed and hugged me, “I will, but I can’t imagine it becoming
a problem. In fact I think it might become addictive, I feel a craving for it
now”. He kissed me again but I sat up quickly.
“Tristan we have to get up, come on I will take you home, look its past
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