Time Waits for No One: Closer Than Family(Closed for The_Gladiator)

He nodded, "And now?" he asked softly, now what do you want?" he asked softly his hands coming around her holding her gently.
 
She closed her eyes when she felt him hold her, taking a few moments to steady herself. "Now I don't want to let you go. But...I know I should. You're not mine," she whispered, ashamed of herself for getting so caught up in everything.
 
He sighed, "Maybe I should be." he said softly, "That felt... right. You didn't... well didn't make me feel like she does. In a sense she's made me afraid to leave her." he said trying to explain, not even understanding what he was feeling.
 
Roxy's breath caught when she heard his reply, wondering if he meant what she thought. "I've always thought she was wrong for you. Not just because of my feelings for you...but because she always seemed too controlling. She's the only one that you've dated who didn't understand us," she murmured, remembering how everyone else had easily accepted their close friendship.
 
Mark sighed and nodded. He was showing all the signs of someone caught in the cycle of an abusive relationship. Knowing that it was wrong for him, but making excuses for why he hadn't left, why he did what he did. He looked confused, and almost a little scared. "Your right." he said, and knew she was, but could he make himself believe his own words?
 
"I miss you, Mark. You're the one constant thing in my life, and I felt like Lisa took you away from me. I don't expect to have every ounce of your attention...but God, I miss you so much," she murmured, lifting her head to press her lips against his softly. She knew they had things to talk about...but she couldn't help wanting to forget about everything for a few peaceful minutes.
 
He sank into her kiss pressing her closer, too wanting to forget where they were, the issues they had to face. He just wanted to be held to be comforted, to feel as good as he did the night before.
 
Her arms slid up and around his neck as she felt him pull her closer, completely loosing herself in their kiss. It had felt so right to finally be in his arms the night before, and it almost scared her how much she never wanted to leave them. She moaned softly against his lips as she continued to kiss him, her fingers gently threading through his hair.
 
Mark moaned softly into their shared kiss, wanting her more and more as their kiss continued, as seconds grew into minutes, and one kiss turned into kisses.
 
Roxy could remember how much she'd wanted to kiss Mark over the years...and now that they'd done that and so much more, she couldn't get enough of him. Instinctively she pressed herself even closer against him,, groaning softly as she felt herself almost mold against him.
 
"God Roxy, you make me want..." he paused, searching for words, "So much." he finished blushing, his now hardoned cock pressing against her stomach as they stood pressed together.
 
She nodded, nibbling gently on his bottom lip. "I know...I want you too," she replied breathlessly as she looked up at him, groaning softly as she felt him hard against her stomach.
 
he almost seemed to hesitate, his mind swirling with doubts. Lisa had convinced himself he wasn't a good lover and after hearing something so many times he started to believe it. Somehow he knew he was good, or at least ok, but when he started to think about it doubt and shame would come over him.
 
She noticed something that felt like a slight hesitation, her hands gently framing his face as she brushed her lips against his. "I have never wanted someone as much as I want you right now. Being with you...it makes me forget anyone else that has ever been in my life," she whispered, her thumb lightly stroking over his cheek.
 
He held onto her, seeking comfort, reassurance that she gave. "Thank you." he whispered, "Thank you for realizing that I do want you I just...." he blushed not even sure what to say, not sure what he was, nervous, shy, afraid, all seemed like the wrong words, yet all were true. He pleeded with her with his eyes, pleeded for her to understand, to see the truth.
 
The look in his eyes nearly broke her heart, taking a moment to steady herself before she buried her face against his neck and just held on. "I'm not going to let her hurt you again, Mark...I can't stand to see you like this," she whispered, knowing that it was emotional abuse he was being put through. "She's an idiot if she thinks she can lie to you like that," she added softly, desperately wanting him to be happy again.
 
"Lie to me?" he asked making her look back up at him, desperately seeking strength, knowledge to fight what he knew was wrong.
 
"You don't even have to tell me, for me to figure out what she's been saying to you," she whispered as she looked up at him, her eyes full of emotion. "Whatever she's said about you...just forget it all. She doesn't deserve you, especially if she lies like that," she added, able to see the insecurity in his eyes.
 
"But..." he started, not knowing what to say, not sure if he should defend Lisa anymore, whether anything was really true that either of them said. They both couldn't be right... could they?
 
"I'll understand if you don't believe me...sheis you're girlfriend and you love her," she whispered, ignoring how much it hurt to say that. "But just know that I would die before I ever lied to you," she continued, though told herself to be supportive if he decided to return to Lisa.
 
He sighed and leaned into her, "I know you wouldn't. I just don't know what to do." he just wished it all could go away, that he could forget everything and just be happy again.
 
"Just do what feels right," she replied softly, her hands framing his face again as she gazed up at him. "I know I am," she added quietly, leaning up to brush her lips against his again.
 
He groaned, "Please, kiss me." he murmered pulling her closer kissing her deeply hungrily.
 
She moaned against his lips when he deepened the kiss, her arms going around his neck as she kissed him back with just as much hunger. She wanted to help him forget all that made him doubt himself, and hoped that they were on the path to that.
 
Mark stroked her back, drowning in her kisses, in her lips, unable to believe this was happening.
 
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