Galaxy Of Hope

‘Of course,’ I said without thinking. I saw this in movies. They did need body heat to survive sometimes in naked and afraid.

‘Take off that jacket.’

I raised a brow.

‘R-relax, Lux. I’m not t-trying to get you o-out of y-your p-panties. Just your j-jacket and those j-jeans.’ He said with his eyes already closing from a sudden burst of sleepiness hitting him. That was another bad sign.

I rolled my eyes to try and keep our usual banter but started to strip quickly. Jacket, shoes and jeans went and I was left in my plain black sports bra and thong combo. I zipped open his sleeping bag and slid in. It was at that moment I realized I had totally forgotten that he was completely naked. Great. He immediately reached for me, the shivering now vicious. His teeth cackling so hard that I was afraid they would break. I grabbed his neck and hugged him close to me. His head was buried against my neck and collarbone and our bodies lined up. ‘B-better…’ he muttered gratefully.

After a while, both of us were sweating from the number of blankets we were under and our intense body heat combination. I was flush against him, his body a cord of muscles and scar tissue. I tenderly massaged the back of his head where my hand was, the other one slowly moving up and down his back. He was asleep against my chest. I had never seen him this vulnerable before. The massage, the outside cackling of the fire, and the exhaustion of the night made me fall asleep as well.

I woke up a whole lot later since the light coming into the tent was clearly daylight. I was still in the sleeping bag. Still next to Andrew. He was also still naked, and very hard but sleeping soundly. I had turned in the night and was now spooning him. My back to his front. One of his arms under my head and the other grabbed my waist and held me against him, his forearm between my breasts and his palm under my neck, almost possessively as if he had been afraid I would sleepwalk out of here in the middle of the night. Both of us were now flaming hot. Sweating even. I could feel my skin sticking to his sweaty chest, and a bead of perspiration was rolling down my back where our bodies touched. I reached for the arm he was holding me with, trying to pry it off me. Even though I enjoyed our proximity more than I would have liked to admit.

‘Andy…’ I whispered while turning around to face him. My breath hitched. A sweaty, sleepy Andrew was the hottest thing I had ever seen. His lips were slightly parted. That jet-black hair sticking to his forehead, a red flush on his cheek. I had to restrain myself from kissing those lips. ‘Andy.’ I said again.

He stirred. ’Princess.’ His eyes opened slightly and when they did, I found them a liquid honey, all smoldering and cute at the same time. He was completely vulnerable. I cupped his cheek. ‘Morning sunshine.’ I chuckled. I saw sweat coating his entire chest. ‘Princess.’ He said again. Blinking a few times. ‘We slept here?’ he asked with a sleep ridden voice, all crackling and hoarse.

I nodded.

I saw the struggle behind his eyes as he figured how he was going to remain professional at the moment.

‘You saved a life last night.’ I added while moving some wet hairs from his forehead tenderly. ‘Very impressive.’

‘You saved mine too I think.’ He said earnestly. Eyes wandering over my face and chest slowly. Appreciatively.

‘I did? Well now we’re even I guess.’ I whisper joked. He chuckled with me. our bodies moving against each other with the movement.

‘I guess.’ He replied.

His hand was still on my hip and his other was still behind my head. We were almost nose to nose. Way too comfortable for being just friends. We always had been close actually, since day one it had felt natural between us. A banter I had with no other. With a sudden clarity I realized something.

With him it wasn’t like falling at all, it was like walking into this house for the first time and knowing I was finally home. Wherever he was housed it would be a safe place for me, always living between four walls of solace.

For a moment I saw the same merit flash behind those dark eyes too. He looked at me, really looked at me for the first time. He reached for my chin and glanced at my lips and just when I was sure he would kiss me, when I wanted him too, he pulled back. The curtain of professionality was drawn up again and his eyes became blank.

‘Let’s get dressed.’ He rose up, with my legs around his waist and his hands on my ass, still in the sleeping bag and walked me to the pile of my clothes before dropping me. He had the sleeping bag covering his junk.

‘Turn around princess.’

I laughed while I was standing there a whole lot colder from being only in my underwear. I had seen his quick glance towards my chest and seemingly hard nipples.

‘Why so modest.’ I joked but he wasn’t having it. ‘Turn around.’

‘Okay grumpy pants. With no pants.’

He didn’t even laugh at my dad joke as I turned around and I felt bad about it. ‘Get dressed’ he grunted and I could tell he was putting on trousers.

I did as he said and together we walked back to my dorm in silence.

‘See you tomorrow morning. Let’s skip today’s practice.’ And off he went.