Warning: This chapter contains sexual content, and is only suitable for a mature audience.

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Michael's POV

Loneliness is a strange thing. Too often, we feel alone in this world, yet we're constantly surrounded by people. We could stop being lonely so easily, if we'd just reach out to anyone nearby; yet we hold on to loneliness so tightly as if we don't want it to be taken away. And I'm not sure why that is, but maybe it's because being lonely is easier and less painful than trusting someone to not leave us back at square one.  

But then that all changed when I fell in love. My lonely days were gone.

I swallow hard as I run a hand through her hair watching her sleep. Eyelids closed against the dim light of dawn and her breathing deep and relaxed, all the muscles in her face and body were totally at peace. The innocence showed on the sleeping face, the peaceful and serene dreams blocking out the dangers of the outside. The soft breathing making the world seem to stand still.  

She gives a soft sigh in her sleep as I feel a lump form in my throat, my face growing warm with guilt and frustration. I didn't mean to take out my frustration or worry out on Winnie or Clifton.

I believed them--I believed Tatiana too...

But at the same time, I couldn't bring myself to admit it to them. I couldn't risk losing Tatiana again. 

I didn't want to go without any more days of not having my arms around her not feeling the beat of her heart. 

I didn't want to live another day without seeing her smile, or hear her laugh. I didn't want to imagine a day without saying 'I love you' to anyone but her. 

I didn't have the heart to put her through any pain or worry. I swore that I was going to keep Tatiana safe from everything, and I wouldn't ever hurt her again. 

I couldn't worry her with things like this. She's dealt and been through enough because of me.

I look over at the nightstand at the small bottle of pills hidden behind the clock. I reach for it slowly before pulling my hand back, closing my eyes. 

It wouldn't matter how many pills I swallowed. Either asleep or awake
my mind would still be running with wild thoughts.

I look over at Tatiana once more before slowly slipping out of bed, careful to not wake her.

She moans lightly turning away as she snuggles in the covers as I grab my shoes slipping them on before walking out into the hall, closing the door behind me.

Down the hall was the hotel ballroom which we had reserved for dance rehearsals when needed.

Sometimes when I couldn't sleep, I'd go and dance alone, with no music.

It was the only thing that seemed to allow me to not think.

Time goes by as I watch my feet slide against the glossy wooden floors in the mirror.

The echoes of my breathing, my feet against the floors, and the thud of my heartbeat are the only rhythm of music I need.

My shirt clings to my skin as it grows damp with sweat, as I slow my steps down wiping my face with my shirt. 

"What are you doing up?"

I look up seeing Karen leaning against the door. 

"Couldn't sleep. What are you doing here?" I ask as she walks in her arms crossed. 

"Couldn't sleep." she answers simply. 

An awkward silence fills the air as everyone's warnings on Karen fill my head. 

"Karen, uhm..." I clear my throat. "Can I ask you something?"

She tilts her head to the side as I stare at her. "Why don't you like Tatiana?"

Her eyes widen in shock slightly from my question, her mouth going into  a grim line. "What makes you think I don't like her?"

I chuckle lightly. "Are you serious, Karen?"

She shrugs. "I'm just not fond of her. I've seen plenty of girls throw themselves at you, Michael. Not just women but people--you get too attached to them only for them to leave you broken. I've known you for years, Michael and--"

"Tatiana never threw herself at me. If anything I threw myself at her because I wanted her. Yes, I'm attached to her.  Maybe at times I might be too attached to her. I'm not sure what you are getting at but I know my love for her is true." I say as she scoffs shaking her head;

"Your love for her might be true, but hers isn't for you."

"And how would you know that, Karen? If I get hurt, that's my business. Me falling in love is a risk, but it happened. Never did I think or imagine I could find someone that made me feel this way. I want to die knowing that someone loved me like she loves me." 

"And what was wrong with Rachel? She loved you! You chased after her!"

I look away, shaking my head. "That was a mistake. I didn't love Rachel. I only used her to hurt Tatiana. I wanted Tatiana to feel all the pain I felt, because I didn't trust her or myself to allow myself to be free to be in love. Don't you see that?"

She stays silent as I continue. "My biggest fear has always been walking this earth feeling alone and lonely. That feeling has kept me up at night in fear. Now i don't have to feel it anymore...I feel complete."

"Michael..." she shakes her head.

"I don't expect you to give me your blessing or approval about my affairs because I don't need it, Karen. But you will have to accept it."

She stays silent as I sigh out. 

"It's late. I'm going back to bed." I mumble walking past her. 

"Wait, Michael..." she says as I turn around. 

"I just don't want you to get hurt." she says staring at me her voice sincere. 

"I won't." I say quietly giving her a small smile. "Goodnight, Karen."

**

I slowly climb into bed as Tatiana continues to sleep. I smile slightly as I lay on my side facing away from her, before closing my eyes.

Suddenly, I feel her press her lips on the back of my neck as I feel my body relax slowly, all of my sense of reality disappearing. I turn around wrapping my arms around her, kissing the top of her forehead.

"You should get some sleep. You've been at up all night." she says softly as I ignore her, trailing my kisses down her nose as she squishes it up lightly letting out a giggle, making me smile as I press my lips against hers.

"Your lips taste better than I remember." I bite my lip. "You should let me kiss you again, just to make sure."

"I think that's an excuse for you to kiss me." she giggles softly, staring at my lips as I let out a giggle.

"Possibly." she smiles before I gently leans in and kissing Tatiana's warms lips. It wasn't before long I found myself locked in a kiss with Tatiana, with her legs wrapped around my waist, as I roll on top of her.

**

We slowly pull apart and take shaky, shallow breaths.

Unable to contain ourselves anymore, I hold Tatiana's head in my hands and pulls her into a fiery and passionate kiss. Tatiana leans up, slowly moving her hands down pulling off my shirt, slipping it over my head as it's tossed across the room.

I feel her hands work their way around my body, feeling each crevasse, each line along my physique.

She lies on her back as I match her body's form. Before long she's only left in her bra and underwear, her clothes all over the floor.

We pull apart and open our eyes, my hands trailing her body. We stare at each other, deep into each other's eyes. Tatiana's full of wonder, love, curiosity and passion.

No words are spoken but a story worthy of us is communicated.

I lean in and softly kisses up and down her neck. She lets out little whimpers of anticipation, making me burn with desire.

I work my way back to her tender, smooth lips. As we kiss she rolls me over and lies on top of my body. She runs her lips up my neck, grinding against me as I furrow my eyebrows letting out a moan instantly gripping her hip.

"Do you know something?" she whispers against my neck as her hips roll smoothly into mine, my pants feeling unbearably tight.

I can't even answer as I clench my jaw turning my head over to give her more access as I moan louder. "Tatiana.."

"If I could go back-go back to the moment you looked at me for the first time- I would replay it over and over again." she whispers.

I open my eyes slowly as I roll over on top of her gently and puts my hands down on the bed as I stare into her eyes. There was so much that I could say, and so much I was feeling staring into her eyes.

No love song, poem, or sonnet could possibly do justice to describe my love for her, especially in this moment. There was no amount of "I love you's" I could say that would describe my love for her.

Love was much too simple for how I felt about Tatiana. I knew that there was truly a God, because it was as if he created her specifically for me.

I feel my universe expanding and contracting as she breathes in and out.

There we were face to face,

hands tangled,

cheeks blushing,

hearts pounding,

eyes locked

-time seemed to stop-

I lean in slowly until our lips meet.

Tatiana's POV 

(some parts may be written in third person)

There is no way to express all the passion he holds in his lips and how his hands on my face make my life so much better. The way he asks for consent every time our faces are centimeters away from each other and the way we kiss till we're out of breath and our lips start to ache. We kiss like we're going to die if we don't, we kiss like we'll lose our minds if we don't. I'm obsessed with his love and I always want more and more. His lips are a perfect sync to mine, him and I being yin and yang, complimenting and completing each other with these kisses that merge our souls. When we kiss, it's not just our lips and mouth that happen, galaxies collide and new universes are formed, of course nobody else would notice that because it's a place where it's just us and we kiss until we no longer exist in our present forms but rather as connected constellations and souls wild and free.

Maybe that wasn't just from kissing-- it was from being in love.

I moan softly as our kissing becomes so desperate that our bodies curve into each other's, fitting together like a perfect puzzle. 

Michael breaks the kiss as he lowers his head down, his lips brushing against my neck before he slowly pressing his lips against my skin. I felt his hot breath on my neck, then the tender brush of his lips. Burning as they make contact with my neck.My hands  fall down his back as my head swims, all previous thoughts stopped in their tracks. There is only one desire, one wish, and we both know it's just a matter of time before it happens.

I feel Michael's breath quicken, his body heat burning against my skin. It was as if there was fire, and heat, and poured into him, seared through him.

My blood pounds in my veins, as his body presses against mine. He sucks and pulls at my skin slowly causing me to let out a whimper. He trails his lips down my neck, across my collarbone before slowly pulling away. He sits up and reaches behind, unclipping my bra as he stares at me, biting his lip; pulling it off. 

His deep brown eyes were now darker a fire burning in them, as his eyes trail down. He puts each of my arms on both sides of my head as he stares down at me. "You are so beautiful..." he  whispers. He moves his hands from my waist slowly up my body, leaving a trail of goosebumps. 

He dips his head down towards my breasts as he pulls one of them in his mouth and rolls his tongue around as he squeezes at my breasts in his hands, grinding his bulge against my womanhood, kissing on my breasts  as he goes back and forth between to lick and suck.

"Michael..."I gasp out as I move my head back, letting out a moan. I grip his back, biting down on my lip as my body aching for him. He trails his wet kisses down my neck and slowly makes his way down my stomach and moves down gently opening my legs. He stares up at me intensely before ducking his head down. 

He licks up and down my entrance before opening my womanhood with his tongue before pulling my clit in his mouth to suck hard. My head moves back as I cry out, gripping the covers. My hips buck as he grabs me by my hips with a strong grip, pulling me back down to his lips.

He drove his tongue inside her, setting off another shattering moan that was music to his ears. She was quite an instrument to play, so finely tuned, and if he touched her right, she made the most glorious sounds — raw, intense, absolutely delicious noises of pleasure as he plundered her with his tongue. She grabbed his hair, yanked and pulled him closer.  He thrust one finger inside her, crooking it and hitting her in the spot that turned her moans into one long, high-pitched orgasm. She shuddered against him, her legs quaking, and when he finally slowed to look up at her, he saw her curly hair was a wild tumble, and her face was glowing.   

He moves his body up his fingers still stroking me, he brings his lips to mine.  I kiss him desperately as I grip his back. I begin to feel an  intense buildup of tension in my body, followed by a release of energy that makes me break the kiss as I pull away crying out. 

"Michael!" I whimper out as I release. He presses his lips against my temple softly before brushing his lips against mine. 

"I want more." I whisper shakily. I needed him more than anything in that moment.

His body flamed with the absolute determination to give her whatever she wanted.

"Please, Mic--" he cuts me off as his lips crash against mine, our lips moving against each other's slowly and hungrily as if our lives depended on it. 

I feel the head of his tip rubbing at my entrance that was now dampened with my wetness making me whimper softly, as it expanded my core. I gasp breaking the kiss as I clutch him tightly, as he stares down in my eyes biting his lip. 

He's slow with his strokes, with my moans matching his movement. He presses his lips against y ear, kissing on my earlobe softly. 

"Does this feel good, baby girl?" he says softly, his voice in a deeper tone. Before I could give an answer, he slowly pulls out slamming back into me with all of him making me cry out as I dig my nails in his back. 

I squeeze around him on purpose, making him groan my name out as he holds me tighter in his arms. 

I was relentless with how I would tighten around him with every stroke, his husky moans filling the air echoing after mine, as he bites down on his lip. 

"Tatiana.." he moans furrowing his eyebrows his mouth coming open slightly as I feel a shudder go throughout my body, and if any possible making me wetter. He kisses on my neck, his member massaging my walls, making me throw my head back as I cry out again. 

"B-baby, open your eyes...please.." he whispers pressing his forehead against mine, his voice shakier as he breathes heavily. 

I open my eyes slowly, staring into his, the sight taking my breath away. 

His face was now damp with sweat, his curls sticking to his face and neck. His eyes were staring so intensely with so much love, and passion in mine that made my heart accelerate. 

I was close. 

He slowly slides his hands from my waist bringing my hands to his, as he pins them down on the bed, intertwining our fingers. 

His strokes grow more mind-consuming, and heated as he quickens the pace more. 

"Michael..." I gasp out staring in his eyes as he stares back in mine, his face filled with pleasure. 

"I know, baby. I know...I'm going to take you there." he whispers. He pours all of his energy into me, bringing out the most body-quivering reactions from me. 

"I love you, Tatiana..." he says deeply, making me cry out. 

I feel myself taken to a completely different place. Somewhere beyond earth, or the heavens, and stars. 

My arousal couldn't stop spilling out around his manhood, as I cry out his name my back arching.  

Michael buries himself in my neck, his body trembling. "Oh Tatiana..." he moans out his mouth coming open as I feel him release soon after. 

We lay there in silence our breathing slowing down, as our hearts pound against each other. Michael slowly lifts his head staring into my eyes as I slowly open mine staring back into his. 

He slowly moves his head down and devours my mouth and found I was as hungry for him as he was for me. Unreserved fire and passion met him, incredibly. His tongue plunged between my lips, tasting me, before I am tongue twined around his. His hands drive into all of  my hair, grabbing handfuls of it and crushed my mouth to his as my fingers slid into his hair to pull his mouth down against mine.

***

We lay on our sides our bodies were tangled together. We stay silent as we watch our hands move together.

Michael's eyes slowly meet mine as a curls falls into his face. The way he was staring at me so intensely was making my heart race. I would describe it as love but it was something much more powerful than that or anything else. 

It was so overwhelming I lowered my eyes as a tear suddenly rolls down my face. He stares at me and without saying a word he pulls me closer our heartbeats beating against each other's chest. 

No words didn't need to be spoken in that moment. 

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I wipe my face tiredly with a towel as I walk down the hall, trying to catch my breath from the intense dance rehearsal we had before. My whole entire body was sore from either rehearsal or the events from last night that still had me in pure and utter bliss. 

"Tatiana!" 

I look up seeing Karen jogging towards me flashing a smile, as she tilts her head. "Can we talk? In private?" 

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I'm sorry this update took awhile. I was trying to make this longer, and I hardcore struggle with writing love scenes. 

But I hope you enjoyed. <3 

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