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Marcus had shed his boots and belt already, hooking an arm around Rin's waist after she had dealt with his shirt. His skin was darker, although marked with a few new and bigger scars from last they had met. There was even a bandage on his side but he wasn't slowed by it.
He spun Rin Around with him so her back was to the bed.
Nudging her back towards it he never took his lips from her's, fingers of his free hand hooking in her belt loops.
Marcus's eyes had closed tightly when he kissed her, pressing her back against the wall until he was sure she knew what he was trying to say to her through the action. When she pulled back he took the chance to fill his lungs, cracking his eyes open to look down at her. Her expression said as much as her words and it brought back alk he had fekt that night on the beach. But the strongest returning sensation was an unquenchable desire.
Still a bit breathless he nodded, "I need you to,". He said against her lips, before tugging her along with him out of the middle of the hallway and from prying eyes with his arms still around her.
"I'm never going to leave you again, never," Marcus promised her, "I will do anything and everything I can to always be with you, even if it means flying a Viper," His attempt to lighten the mood felt childish but he needed it to go on. "I am never leaving you." He was struggling to find words to convey how much he meant this, wanting her to understand that he just couldn't function without her but not knowing how to tell her. That living without her would be like living without the ability to breath. He would be suffocated in the emptiness at his side that was supposed to be her. And making this promise, to never leave her and that he loved her, terrified him. It was a surrender. It was him giving up the idea of being independent and strong on his own, by telling her this he was exposing a weakness that would forever be raw, his need for her.
to stave off these thoughts he whispered those three words to her again before his lip's crashed over her's, tasting her tears but needing to show her he meant this.
And that was where he found her, sobbing against the wall and without hesitation Marcus came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her, hugging her tightly to him and unable to hold back his own tears now as he felt her shake in his grasp.
"Im sorry, Im so sorry Rin Im sorry," He said over and over. When last they had been together he had promised he would never leave her alone, and that was exactly what he had done just a few days after. it tore at him, making him feel wretched as he let his forehead fall on the back of her neck. "I love you Rin, I need you. Im so sorry for what I said, please forget it please. I, I died so many times this year but when I saw him and you, it was just so much worse. I love you so much it hurts, please forgive me" His words were muffled by her hair but they would be clear enough for her to hear. His voice shook with emotion and exertion of the confession but he needed to say it. Marcus needed her to know, he couldn't go on just keeping quiet about it.
He fell back a pace, hand clapping over his jaw where she had hit him. He hadn't been expecting that, but he supposed he had deserved it after what he'd just said. In silence he let her vent, that anger still burning away as he realized she had a point, he hadn't been there. What did he know about what she'd been going through without him there? But then, what did she know about what he'd had to go through? She wasn't the only one hurt here by the absence of the other.

I loved you and you were a million miles away. It hit him harder then her fist had. But by the time Marcus looked up she was already leaving.
"wait, Rin," He said hoarsely, not nearly loud enough. Cursing he moved to the door, shouting now. "Rin come back!" He called, running after her and ignoring startled or disapproving looks from the ship personnel he passed as he tried to catch her.
I know!!
Marcus stated at her in disbelief, slipping off the bunk now as the stare gradually grew darker with anger.
"Oh believe me I haven't forgotten its your bloody life. And damn if I don't regret getting tangled up in it now." The muscles and veins in his neck and jaw showed sharply, it clear he was grinding his teeth and clenching. " I didn't realize I meant that little to you. That I was just a body for you to latch onto when you felt like crying or a set of hands when you needed someone to drag a body away. But hey if I've served my purpose then I guess we're done here. I guess johnny is a better friend Hm? All supportive and what not? And he knows you right? Like all of you, who you are and whatve you done, what you're afraid of and what you want and need. Cause I sure as hell don't, and can happily say I don't care anymore." The lie burned, he'd always care no matter how angry he was with her at the moment. But he just felt so used and betrayed right now he didn't care what he said. He just wanted to get her out.
Marcus was quiet for a heavy pause, as if absorbing this and planning out his answer. He leaned forward finally, resting his arms on his knees and looking down at the space between his feet. "Right. You having a boyfriend is trivial." He muttered, before continuing in a steadier voice then he thought he would've been able to manage. "You know, you had more then a hundred opportunities to tell me about him. And yesterday, you could've even told me as a way of saying hi. But you, you kissed me." Pausing to swallow here, his knuckles growing steadily whiter as he clutched the edge of the bunk now with both hands. "Damnit you cant do that! You cant do that and then tell me it was a mistake cause I know it wasn't!"
He'd never lost his temper with her before. At least, never in a serious way. Sure there were times where her teasing or stubbornness got on his nerves but it was always lighthearted and easily fixed. Right now though he felt like he was going to be sick. Had all that they'd done for each other and been through meant that little to her? So little that as soon as she was away from him she had fallen for some uptight desk monkey with a stupid hair cut? The night on the beach and of the hotel room flashed through his memory and it just twisted his gut into even a tighter knot. He knew by now he loved her, had figured that out for sure. Maybe that's why this hurt all the more, it was proof she didn't love him. At least, not in the way he wanted her to. If she did, she wouldn't be doing this right?
Marcus could still hear Casper's ballistic Santa like laugh echoing in the hall as he scampered off when Rin stepped in. His grin froze and a moment later disappeared. "Hey Rin." He said, clearing his throat and leaning back on the top bunk he was sitting on, letting his legs dangle of the edge and swing back and forth a bit. "Talk? What about?"
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