"Are you serious? Ye think it might be Paul??"

"Well then who else?? I mean Paul's mentioned before he didn't like me. He always preferred John to be with Cynthia instead of me. But me and Paul have become really close friends now. He's told me how wrong he was and how he regrets throwing hot water on me."

"Wha..?? He threw hot water on you!?" Ringo said in shock.

"Yeah awhile back. But he had good reason for it."

He shook his head and laughed. "I'm so glad i'm not in your bloody group. It seems terrifying and violent!"

"It's not all bad." I smiled.

"Ah finally a smile. That's what I like to see on ye."

I blushed and looked down. "Ringo...can I ask for a favor?"

"Of course love, anything."

"Can you help me? I mean just keep a look out for anything suspicious?"

He nodded. "Of course love. I'll do anything to help."

"Thank you Richard." I smiled. He blushed and looked away.

"We um, better get goin yeah? Before anyone gets suspicious of us." He laughed. I nodded as we got up and left the diner.

...

As the day went on, I spent most of my time up in our room alone doing small things like drawing, typing, even sewing, while the guys stayed downstairs, having time to themselves.

It was six in the evening now and I was bored out of my mind. I was laying in bed, smoking a cigarette and sewing the hem of my skirt when I pricked my finger with the needle. I didn't even flinch at the sharp pain, I just added pressure with my thumb, watching a small drop of blood ooze out.

"Lucy you alright?"

I jumped when I saw John walk in with his guitar, setting it against the wall. I nodded and stuck my finger in my mouth.

"Yeah just accidently pricked myself with a needle. So um, why are you here?"

He seemed surprised by this question. "Uh well this is our room, I finished practicing and I wanted to see you. That's why i'm here."

I finished with my skirt and set it aside. He walked over to me and kissed the top of my head.

"I'm actually surprised you're here. I mean you're usually off with that drummer fellow."

I looked up at him. "Richard? Were just friends John. He's got a girlfriend back home."

"I see. Well either way, it's good to finally have ye to myself." He smiled.

I watched as he grabbed a piece of paper and a marker. He wrote and grabbed some tape. He showed me what he wrote and walked towards the door. I smiled to myself.

DO NOT DISTURB. ALONE TIME WITH MY BELLE. IF YOU PROCEED TO ENTER, BEWARE TO BE CASTRATED.

He taped the note on the outside of the door and closed it. I put out my cigarette and sat up, watching him walk over to me, sitting on the edge of the bed. I crawled over to him and hugged him from behind. My lips kissing the back of his neck. Why couldn't he just be mine? She was always there, taking him away. It was like the old days. He always went back to her. No matter how many times I stole him away, gave him as much love as I could give, she took him back in a snap of a finger. But here I was. The fool who still found myself loving him.

He sighed and turned to me. "Lucy... I love you. So so so so so much."

"I love you too John. I always have."

He gave me a small smile and pressed his lips to mine. I moved my fingers to the back of his neck, playing with his hair as our lips caressed one anothers.

I couldn't stop myself from loving him. John's a broken soul. He needs someone to nurture him and show him how beautiful the world can be. With Cyn, he'll remain lost. I just can't see him be put through all that again.

I pulled back from our kiss and just looked into his eyes. Brushing my thumb over his eyebrows, he closed his eyes and smiled.

"It's been awhile since you've done that." He whispered. I realised, maybe he's feeling neglected. He mentioned how i've been spending lots of time with Richard. He's used to me spending all my free time with him.

I brushed my fingers over his features and kissed his jawline. I just wanted him. I needed to show him how much he meant to me.

I pulled away and pushed him back on the bed, pulling his shirt up, kissing his chest, his torso, down to his waist. I unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, pulling them down, along with his underwear. He gasped as I wasted no time, kissing along his length, and licking the head of his member. He gasped and moved his fingers into my hair as I took him more into my mouth. My tongue moving in circles as I bobbed my head up and down slowly. He always tasted so good. I shut my eyes, listening to his uneasy breathing and soft moans. It was turning me on I had to admit.

"Oh Lucy...don't stop."

I breathed through my nose as he grew harder in my mouth as the minutes passed. His fingers pulling my hair as he thrust his hips up. I knew he was close as he moaned louder.

"S..stop." He stuttered. I sat up and watched as he pulled his jeans and underwear completely off, along with his shirt. He helped me pull my shirt off over my head and watched me unhook my bra, tossing it aside. I leaned my head back and gasped as he sucked on my breasts, taking the time to explore each one with his tongue. His hands moving over the waistband of my shorts, yanking them down. I kicked out of them and laid back as he kissed down my body, watching me the entire time. It was his turn to get me started now.

He kissed my thighs and opened my legs, kissing me through the fabric of my underwear. I could feel the wetness between my legs as he pulled my panties off with his teeth. I was excited now. The feeling of his lips kissing up my legs, my inner thighs, all leading up to that final moment his lips pressed against my swollen clit. I moaned instantly at his touch, sliding my fingers through his hair.

"Nnfff" I closed my eyes and leaned my head back, moaning softly as he pleased me. My legs dangling off his shoulders as he thrust two fingers inside me, pulling in an out as his tongue made fast circles over my clit. I whispered his name over and over again, feeling my body heat up.

"John...oh John don't stop baby please...oh god don't stop...aaah!!"

I tugged on his hair and arched my back up as I came. My mind full off lust, my body tingling from my first orgasm of the night. He kissed back up my body, his hard member brushing against my sensitive area. He kissed me hungrily, his eyes full of lust as he pulled back and entered me slowly.

I shut my eyes and moaned quietly, his thrust getting faster and harder with every second that went by. I could feel his eyes still on me while my eyes were closed. My legs wrapping around his waist, my arms moving up and down his chest, over his arms, resting on his shoulders.

His mouth moving over my neck, sucking on my skin and kissing up my jawline. Our moans and cries of pleasure filling the silence. I opened my eyes and stared up at the ceiling as he thrust into me. There's no other place I'd rather be right now then here in bed, making love to the most beautiful man on earth.

I tightened the grip my legs had around his waist as he thrust harder. I knew he was close. I moaned out feeling him hit that spot that drove me crazy, over and over again. He kissed me passionatly as we came at the same time. Our breathing heavy as we kissed, his body slowing down on top of mine, our fluid dripping down my thighs.

He pulled back and looked into my eyes as I looked up at him.

"Please don't leave me." I whispered, stroking the side of his face.

"I won't." He brushed his fingers over my eyebrows, making me smile.

"Promise?"

"I promise."

"Forever?"

He laughed and laid in my arms, our bodies still connected as he rested his head on my chest.

"Until the day we die."

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