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The Gift	By : MaidOfDishonor Category: M through R > Revolution Views: 3992 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Revolution, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. I only own my original character, Lily.

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Chapter Thirteen

Miles closed the door behind us. “We only have tonight, so lets make it count” he murmured. I wanted him, I did, but there were things I needed to know first. “How long do you think you’ll be gone?” I asked. “I don’t know,” he replied. “There’s no way to tell. But you can bet I’ll be as fast as I can.” He added as he sat down on our bed and pulled off his shirt. I noticed him wince and was immediately concerned. “What’s wrong?” I asked, alarmed. “Just a little cut” he lied. “Let me see it” I said as I moved to stand over him. It wasn’t big but it was deep enough that it had been stitched. “Oh Miles, what happened? Did the militia do this?” “Yes,” he sighed. “But I didn’t leave one standing” he said with well deserved pride. God I loved this man. He fought like he fucked: fast, hard and well. Miles pulled me against him. I cradled his head in my hands, idly running my fingers through his thick brown hair. Miles leaned into me and murmured again, “we only have tonight Lily, lets make it count.”
He kissed my hands as I held him close to me. I released him and sat down beside him on the bed. He cupped my cheek, as he was fond of doing, and gently pulled my face to his. His kiss was feather-light and I felt something inside of me awaken. He continued to kiss me so gently and chastely that I was getting frustrated with desire. I opened my mouth to him but he just licked my lips. I put my hand in his hair and pulled his face tightly against my own. My persistence was rewarded when his tongue darted into my mouth. I moaned into him and tried to deepen the kiss. But he insisted on a gentleness I couldn’t abide. If this was to be our last night together, I wanted as much of him as I could get. Knowing he enjoyed it, I lightly raked my finger nails down his chest. In response he pulled my body to his and held me tightly against his bare chest. “Nice and slow, Lily.” He whispered. “I want to savor this moment.” His tongue tickled mine and I practically swooned in his arms. His mouth broke away from mine and kissed a trail down my neck. His hands reached behind me and slowly unzipped my dress. I shivered in anticipation.
“Miles,” I whispered. “Oh, Miles.” And quietly, I began to weep. Tears trickled down my cheeks and Miles moved to kiss them away. I buried my head in the crook of his neck and let the tears flow. He wrapped his arms around me and held me tightly. He whispered sweet words in my ear and rocked me against him. He ran his fingers through my hair and kissed my cheek, then started singing a song to me. It was one that was popular before the blackout and I loved it. “Whenever I’m alone with you, you make me feel like I am home again, whenever I’m alone with you, you make me feel like I am whole again….Whenever I’m alone with you, you make me feel like I am young again….However far away, I will always love you, however long I stay, I will always love you. Whatever words I say, I will always love you, I will always love you….” He sang and I cried. But by the end of the song I felt a comforting numbness and the tears stopped. Miles continued to hold me against him and rock me slowly. “I’m OK,” I whispered. “I’m OK. Where were we?” I asked with my bravest smile. “We were here” Miles replied and gently kissed me. I kissed him back.
Now the gentleness seemed sweet and I followed his lead. He reached around me and slipped my dress off. I undid the clasp on my bra and let him admire my breasts. Slowly he reached out and ran his fingers over them. We both sighed in anticipation. I snaked my hand down his chest and undid the button and zipper on his pants. He leaned into me and I slipped my hand down his pants. Slowly, so slowly, I ran my fingers up and down the length of his hardness. Miles grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my mouth to his. “I’m conflicted. I want this to last, but I certainly don’t want your hands to stop.” He said huskily. My mouth slipped back over his and I laughed into it. But I didn’t stop stroking his manhood. He reached down and pulled my panties off, giving my ass a light spank as his did so. “I thought you wanted it gentle?” I breathed. “Maybe I changed my mind,” he said lustily. My hands increased their speed and pressure. His mouth claimed mine again and he moaned into it. Abruptly he stood and kicked off his shoes and pants. I pulled him against me and ran my tongue along the length of his erection. He bucked involuntarily. I couldn’t help laughing, I loved having so much power over such a powerful man. “Lily…” he moaned as I took as much of him into my mouth as I could. Slowly I swirled my tongue around him. He intertwined his hands in my hair and pushed deeper into my mouth. I struggled to take more of him in but he was so large that I started to gag around him. Understanding, he slipped almost completely out of my mouth and then gently slid back in. He repeated the motion, fucking my mouth over and over until he was panting. I swirled and sucked for all I was worth. Abruptly he pulled out of my mouth, bent down and took me in his arms. He lay me out in the center of the bed and spread my thighs. His mouth was on me, tongue buried inside of me before I knew what was happening.
I moaned in pleasure. God he was good at this. His lips, tongue, teeth, and fingers all melded into one and I struggled to breathe. I’m pretty sure I was begging him not to stop, but it was a blur of pleasure. All too quickly, I came with a scream. I was still pretty out of it but I noticed Miles was now straddling me. He teased my clit with the head of his cock before slipping inside of me. He filled me up so thoroughly that I had to catch my breath. Gentleman that he was, Miles paused to let me adjust to his welcome invasion. I relaxed around him and he slowly pulled out then pushed back into me. I threw my head back and dug my hands into the blanket below me. Miles leaned over me and slipped his tongue into my mouth. Gratefully I reciprocated. He placed his hands on either side of my head and continued to kiss me deeply, all the while never slowing his pace in and out of me. Eagerly, I wrapped my legs around his back, allowing him deeper entrance. We moaned into each other’s mouths. Our hands tangled in each other’s hair and we broke our kiss to draw in sharp breaths. His pace quickened and I urged him on. “Please Miles, please…” I begged. “I’m only too happy to oblige, sweetheart” he sputtered between thrusts. “So much for gentle.” He added as he slammed into me again. “Next time baby, next time. We have all night.” I gasped. His hand slid down between my legs and found my clit. He only flicked it once or twice and I was gone. I shrieked his name so loud the other residents must have heard. And neither of us cared one bit. A few more thrusts and he followed me into bliss.
We lay tangled with each other, panting and satisfied. The night was long but we’d just gotten started. But before we could do it all again, I remembered the gift I’d hidden away for our third anniversary. It wasn’t for two more weeks but I didn’t know when I’d see Miles again. So it seemed like a good time to give it to him. I untangled myself from his body and padded over to the closet. I took out a small, carved wooden box and climbed back into bed next to him. “What’s that?” He asked with growing curiosity. “Happy third anniversary. Early.” Miles smirked and opened the box. He took out a brown leather necklace with a steel pendant. “I made it for you in my metal shop.” I explained. “I don’t know what significance the one you’re currently wearing has to you, but I’d be honored if you’d wear this one.” I added. Miles’s eyes softened. “Lily,” was all he said, but it was in the sweetest voice. “Of course I’ll wear it. It’s beautiful” he replied. Immediately he slipped off his old necklace and put it around my neck. “I want you to have this. I’ve had it for many years. Many years before the blackout, even. Keep it safe for me?” He asked. My eyes teared up. “Now you put this one on me,” he said, holding up my gift to him. I did as he requested. As soon as I clasped it around his neck his lips were on mine. “Sweet Lily, pretty Lily, my Lily….” He murmured. He felt my tears on his cheeks. “Don’t cry sweetheart. We still have the rest of tonight.
And he started to sing to me again. “Go on and close the curtains, cause all we need is candle light, you and me and a bottle of wine, going to hold you tonight. Well we know I'm going away, and how I wish, I wish it weren't so, so take this wine and drink with me, let's delay our misery. Save tonight, and fight the break of dawn, come tomorrow, tomorrow I'll be gone, save tonight….” He lay back and pulled me with him. I rested my head on his chest, no longer crying. “You know, Lily,” he mused. “You can never tell anyone I sang that song to you. It’s so cheesy. I’d never hear the end of it.” We both laughed. It felt good to laugh again. “Come here, sweetheart. Let’s fight the break of dawn.” Miles said, and leaned down to kiss me.
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