★ but I'm going to be okay as long as you're beside me along the way

[complexguy]

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[dharmalady]

Juliet likes surprising him, and she strokes him slowly before taking him into her mouth, tongue circling the tip of him. She teases, wanting to draw this out before stopping.

Only because she very much wants him inside of her, so she raises her hips and guides him into her body before he can climax. Moaning softly, she moves knowing he won't take long, wanting him to give in to it.

[complexguy]

"Juliet...Julie..." He's panting and groaning, rocking his hips with complete abandon against her. God, she feels so damn perfect every time. The heat of her is intoxicating, and he can't control it this time, losing himself quickly, climaxing with a loud, stunted moan.

[dharmalady]

It's enough for her, enough friction where she needs it, enough pleasure in watching his, that she tightens around him in quiet climax, his name falling from her lips.

Breathing hard, she lays down on top of him, hair splayed across his chest.

[complexguy]

As good as it felt to have her mouth around him, he likes it better when it's the two of them together. So his arms wrap around her contentedly, nuzzling against her temple tenderly.

[dharmalady]

She'd never done that before; something about James, the way she felt for him had made her want to do something.

Humming, once she can breathe again, she runs her hands up and down his sides lazily.

"That was okay?" she asks softly.

[complexguy]

His hands caress her back, running up and down tenderly. "Better than okay, baby."

The thing that's always so different with Juliet, from the time they got together, is how tender she is with him, how much she always wants to take care of him. He'd never known people could love each other that much.

[dharmalady]

She smiles to herself, kissing his chest tenderly.

"Good. Then maybe if you're lucky I'll do it again soon," she laughs, moving so that she can roll over and grab the sandwiches.

"How's your appetite?"

[complexguy]

"I'm real damn hungry, but I need a minute for somethin' else," he grins, grabbing her ass and pulling her close. "Need a little somethin' sweet."

[dharmalady]

She laughs loudly, grinning.

"What are you alluding too, LaFleur?"

[complexguy]

James rolls onto his back, tugging her so she's right over his face. "I'll show ya," he promises her, kissing her thighs and, for the first time, dipping his tongue into her.

[dharmalady]

Juliet gasps, her laughter dying in her throat as soon as her brain catches up.

"Oh, shit," she cries out, one hand flying out to clutch at the seat in front of her.

This isn't just the first time he's done this for her. It's the first time anyone ever has, and she can't believe it, free hand clutching at the hair on top of his head.

[complexguy]

He didn't know that for sure, but it wasn't hard to guess that no one had ever taken the time to do this for her. So it just makes him even more determined to take care of her, moving his tongue a little deeper and harder against her.

[dharmalady]

She tries to say his name and stutters, head bowing as her lips part and she tries to concentrate on her climax, on that building pleasure. The closer she gets, the louder she becomes, the music doing nothing to drown her out.

Juliet comes, shaking, crying out his name and uncontrollably rocking her hips against his mouth until it's too much and she scoots back just enough so that she's sitting on his chest, still slumped over. A palm rests on the back of the seat as she pants, unable to open her eyes or speak.

[complexguy]

He can't move either, and he doesn't want to. He just wants to live in this moment forever, this moment where he's made her feel so damn good she can't think. When his eyes open, he's captivated by her, wanting to watch every single flicker on her face. She knows she's loved, and he's given that to her.

[dharmalady]

When she can breathe again and her heartbeat begins to slow, Juliet opens her eyes, looking right down at him. She feels like his eyes are greener than she's ever seen before, even in the low light, and she whispers softly.

"I love you, James."

[complexguy]

"You're so damn beautiful, Juliet," he has to tell her, tracing her features with so much love and tenderness. But then she says those words and he almost can't believe what he's hearing. She loves him. She really loves him. It doesn't come as a surprise, not the sentiment itself; he can feel her love in everything she does with him and for him. It's more that she's actually said it that takes his breath away.

He's keenly aware they've taken a huge step forward now and they can't ever go back, though he wouldn't want to. The words scare him, but at the same time, they're the reason he can even take his next breath. She's his heart, his soul, his everything.

Sweeping his thumb across her brow, he tenderly and lightly kisses her lips.

"I love you, Juliet. More than I could ever love anyone."

[dharmalady]

Juliet smiles softly at him, one hand cradling his face once she scoots down just a little more.

"Yeah?" she asks with a quiet laugh; a laugh of joy. "Thank God, because that was terrifying."

She kisses him again, over and over, planning on loving him slowly later. But for now, her stomach protests a little for food, and she kisses his shoulder tenderly.

"Can I feed you real food now?"

[complexguy]

He has to kiss her again tenderly, but then he sits up and shifts out of the van. Tugging his clothes back on, he sits on the blanket she spread out. "C'mere and feed me then, little woman," he teases her with a grin.

[dharmalady]

She grins and tugs her shorts and tanktop back on before grabbing the sandwiches and handing him his sandwich, sitting right between his legs, leaning back against one side of his chest.

They eat and talk, and he makes her laugh; God, she laughs so much with him, and after a story about a security mishap with Miles that ended in him being covered in fertilizer, she's flushed from laughing so hard.

"You know I have to give Miles shit. Thank you for telling me," she says with another laugh, polishing off the last of her sandwich.

[complexguy]

He's so damn full and satisfied, and after he's finished off his sandwich, he presses a tender kiss to her shoulder as he grins. "Man's gonna be takin' three showers everyday for the next month," he laughs again.

[dharmalady]

Juliet laughs again, then sighs contently and stretches out on her back beside him.

"Let me know when you want the surprise," she tells, looking up at the stars and pointing out a constellation.

"Orion. See it?"

[complexguy]

He stretches out with her, resting his hands behind his head. "Anytime, sweetheart." But then he looks up to where she's pointing and nods a little. "And yeah, I see it."

[dharmalady]

"My dad took me out once, just the two of us. Few years from now, when I'm eight," Juliet says wistfully, still staring up at the stars.

"Anyway. It was nine at night. I was in a Wonder Woman nightgown ad my dad loaded me into the car. I fell asleep and he drove a hundred miles to the best stargazing spot outside of Miami. He woke me up, and we laid out, just like this, eating cookies and drinking milk while he showed me every constellation. Taught me how to navigate in the dark."

She goes quiet for a second.

"Never would have thought his kid would need it on a tropical island, I bet." But it's a good memory, and there's a soft, sad smile on her lips, a soft glisten to her eyes.

"I fell asleep again on the way home and I woke up in my bed. All tucked in."

[complexguy]

"Glad you had that with your daddy," he notes softly. It was something nice to hold on to, especially these last few years, trapped on this island with very few pleasant things to remember.

Turning his head, he kisses her temple now and just shifts to wrap an arm around her shoulders.

[dharmalady]

"Wait a sec," she says with a soft smile, rolling over a little to the bag the sandwiches were in. She pulls out a second baggie with two joints inside.

"I was cleaning out a Jeep and found these under the seat. I thought I should return them to the proper authorities," Juliet says with so much sincerity in her voice as she rolls back toward him again.