Sparkling
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M through R › Pretender
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
3,557
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own The Pretender, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Title: Sparkling
Part: 2/?
Author: Mary Eve Parker
Email: mary_eve_parker@yahoo.com
Rating: NC 17 later
I tried to lean down, and after a couple of minutes and some dizzy feelings in my legs, I managed to sit down next to him. My head felt dizzy and somehow my eyes didn’t want to see through the darkness first. But than I saw this man again, laying in front of me. He layilaying on his belly. His breathing seems to be regular.
Slowly I turned forward, very slowly, with the fear to pass out. Slowly I made it to his head, slowly I tired around his face.
Shit! Jarod …
Why does things like this always have to happen to me. It would feel good to lay in a bubble bath at home, relax and have a glass of Bourbon, but no – I have to be in a room without a real window. Well there was something like a gab, but it was so small. I am not sure if there will ever come some light through it, sun.
I moved a little further, brushed some of his longer hair out of his face. On his cheek was a blue bruise, maybe they were all over his body. Who were they?
I moved further and further till I was sitting with my back against the wall. I spread my legs and turned Jarod a little around. He started groaning, but didn’t move himself. Maybe he was unable?
I moved him as less as possible and let his head rest in my lap. His breathing was shallow and his eyes weren’t open yet. God what had happened to us? Why? And where were we?
“Ah…” he sighed when my hand slowly travelled over his chest. I pulled his t-shirt a little up to see his ribs. They were all over blue, green and violet. I took a deep breath and let my fingers glide over them, to see if something was sticking out. Nothing. Thanks god.
His legs were long and muscular and his eyes still closed.
“Jarod”, I whispered, and let my fingers glide over his lips. “You are hurt badly. I want you to tell me where it hurts.”
“Ah … ouch … fuck …” – these were the only words which got out of his mouth. “Jarod please.” I was begging.
Jarod was just able to whisper. I leaned down, not thinking about my body which was in pain. I leaned down till my lips brushed his nose softly.
“All over” he whispered.
“I know Jarod and I will get this fucking bastards but I have to have a look on your chest and we should move you to the bed over there.”
He said nothing in response. Just nodded. He was in pain, heavy pain. And I could do nothing against it, just sit there and wait. I could get him as comfortable as possible but this was the only thing.
God what would I do to feel a hot shower coming down on me. Feel my dirty skin getting wet. I would do everything for it. Everything.
Don’t ask me how we made it but somehow he was able to stand up, more slowly than me but we were able to stand next to each other. He was heavily leaning into me, but this was worth to bring him to the bed.
“Slowly Jarod, don’t hesitate” I mumbled on our way. I am sure that it took us ten minutes to cross this small room but what are ten minutes in comparison to eternity?
He sat down, I sat next to him. Both of us breathing heavily, exhausted. My back hurt and my shoulder from him leaning in, but I didn’t care. My pain wasn’t important right at the moment. He was the one who was deeply in pain.
I got him out of the shirt and saw that it wasn’t as bad as it had looked first. The bruises were there but nothing broken, as far as I inspected.
Thanks god.
Slowly I talked him into laying down. I was sitting on the floor my back against the bed. I noticed him turning around, trying to find a comfortable position. I knew that this was quite impossible.
Suddenly I felt his fingers on my shoulder.
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Part: 2/?
Author: Mary Eve Parker
Email: mary_eve_parker@yahoo.com
Rating: NC 17 later
I tried to lean down, and after a couple of minutes and some dizzy feelings in my legs, I managed to sit down next to him. My head felt dizzy and somehow my eyes didn’t want to see through the darkness first. But than I saw this man again, laying in front of me. He layilaying on his belly. His breathing seems to be regular.
Slowly I turned forward, very slowly, with the fear to pass out. Slowly I made it to his head, slowly I tired around his face.
Shit! Jarod …
Why does things like this always have to happen to me. It would feel good to lay in a bubble bath at home, relax and have a glass of Bourbon, but no – I have to be in a room without a real window. Well there was something like a gab, but it was so small. I am not sure if there will ever come some light through it, sun.
I moved a little further, brushed some of his longer hair out of his face. On his cheek was a blue bruise, maybe they were all over his body. Who were they?
I moved further and further till I was sitting with my back against the wall. I spread my legs and turned Jarod a little around. He started groaning, but didn’t move himself. Maybe he was unable?
I moved him as less as possible and let his head rest in my lap. His breathing was shallow and his eyes weren’t open yet. God what had happened to us? Why? And where were we?
“Ah…” he sighed when my hand slowly travelled over his chest. I pulled his t-shirt a little up to see his ribs. They were all over blue, green and violet. I took a deep breath and let my fingers glide over them, to see if something was sticking out. Nothing. Thanks god.
His legs were long and muscular and his eyes still closed.
“Jarod”, I whispered, and let my fingers glide over his lips. “You are hurt badly. I want you to tell me where it hurts.”
“Ah … ouch … fuck …” – these were the only words which got out of his mouth. “Jarod please.” I was begging.
Jarod was just able to whisper. I leaned down, not thinking about my body which was in pain. I leaned down till my lips brushed his nose softly.
“All over” he whispered.
“I know Jarod and I will get this fucking bastards but I have to have a look on your chest and we should move you to the bed over there.”
He said nothing in response. Just nodded. He was in pain, heavy pain. And I could do nothing against it, just sit there and wait. I could get him as comfortable as possible but this was the only thing.
God what would I do to feel a hot shower coming down on me. Feel my dirty skin getting wet. I would do everything for it. Everything.
Don’t ask me how we made it but somehow he was able to stand up, more slowly than me but we were able to stand next to each other. He was heavily leaning into me, but this was worth to bring him to the bed.
“Slowly Jarod, don’t hesitate” I mumbled on our way. I am sure that it took us ten minutes to cross this small room but what are ten minutes in comparison to eternity?
He sat down, I sat next to him. Both of us breathing heavily, exhausted. My back hurt and my shoulder from him leaning in, but I didn’t care. My pain wasn’t important right at the moment. He was the one who was deeply in pain.
I got him out of the shirt and saw that it wasn’t as bad as it had looked first. The bruises were there but nothing broken, as far as I inspected.
Thanks god.
Slowly I talked him into laying down. I was sitting on the floor my back against the bed. I noticed him turning around, trying to find a comfortable position. I knew that this was quite impossible.
Suddenly I felt his fingers on my shoulder.
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