Worthy of Love

Pairings: Amon/OC (technically I left it open, just incase any one wanted to put themselves in the woman\'s shoes, know what I mean? come on who wouldn\'t want to be with Amon, seriously!)
Disclaimer: don\'t own, wish I did, ya da ya da.

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He didn\'t sleep as he held her in his warm embrace. He honestly just couldn\'t, he couldn\'t tear his eyes away from her angelic face. She was sleeping so peacefully next to him, without a single pained expression. That almost never happened when she slept. Many nights he had watched over her, and she always had fitful dreams, but not this night, this night she slept comfortably without any concern in the world. At last peace had finally consumed her, maybe not in life, but at least in her dreams and it relieved him to no end.

It had been three days since her encounter and break down and the closeness between them had only grown in those past days. She at last began to confide in him, and no longer shunned his embraces and kisses, but welcomed them. Sometimes she too initiated them, sometimes desperately as if he would disappear from her at any moment, as if he would walk away from her. Nothing would come between them again, nothing, he would see to it.

He needed contact from her even though he didn\'t want to disturb her, but perhaps she could have her sleep and still quench his need for her kiss.

Gently Amon raised his large hand to his lovers face, trailing his fingertips along her smooth cheek, reveling in the feel of her skin against his own. She stirred slightly at the contact, but never awoke.

The moon cascaded in through their bedroom, coming to rest over her face, leaving him in shadow to watch the light play along his angel\'s face. Quietly and carefully Amon lowered himself closer to the sleeping woman at his side, and ever so tenderly layed a kiss upon her soft supple lips. The tip of his nose rubbed hers lovingly in a quiet gesture of tenderness the dark witch wished to display to his lover. Slowly he let his eyes come open to find that hers were peering back at him with a quiet intensity that felt like it was burning through him. Obviously his gentle contact hadn\'t been enough to keep her asleep, but that look was enough to light something within him. A small smile graced his face that she could barely make out in the dim light of the moon, though she knew that it was there, and she could feel what it meant within every fiber of her being, and she anticipated it.

A soft small hand came to rest upon Amon\'s face, tracing over his rough jaw, leaving whispered touches across his closed lips. The passion was there in his eyes, burnign brighter by the minute and threatening to consume her soul. He did indeed love her, she could see that now. It was there in his look and in his touches, why had she denied it for so long, she was beyond lucky to have this man in her life. He had been so gentle with her the past few days too, never going far, he was always close in case she needed him. And she did, she needed him desperately, especially right now. She realized that too and wasn\'t going to push him away this time, she was lucky it hadn\'t been too late. But how could she show this man above her just how much she needed him? How much she longed to give herself to him completely? She always held back, but she didn\'t want to anymore, even though she was terrified to open herself completely, she was terrified to be so open and bold in an area she had never been experienced in. She had never felt comfortable, never felt truely desired and only lied to herself that she could do without true intimacy, but the truth was she feared it. Could she put her heart in his hands and trust him to take her where she needed to be, trust him to love her the way she needed to be loved?

Yes, she could.

Lovingly she traced her trembling finger tips across his lips once more, indicating to him the nearness she craved, praying he understood her message. And he did. Slowly he leaned against her, resting his nose against her own as he closed his eyes. He inhaled sharply through his nose, taking in her smell, reveling in the closeness she was sharing with him. A tender hand came along her side as his lips met hers in a gentle caress. Tender fingertips trailed her side, as his mouth seeked more contact. His tongue came out to dance upon her bottom lip, seeking entrance to taste her, which she gratefully allowed him to do. The slick muscle slipped within her, tasting and exploring her in the most torterously slow way. She could feel his chest come to rest against her own, his heart beating wildly as he continued to torture her needy mouth. His hand continued up her side, passing over her stitches, satisfied in the feel that her skin was no longer irritated, and continued its path along her body. She reacted to him fully, and her mouth seeked to hurry their kiss, but he wouldn\'t have it, tonight he would love her slowly. Flattening his hand to her rib cage, he brought his hand slowly up her body, teasing her tender flesh like he teased her mouth, and at long last the tips of his fingers came in contact with her soft breast as she arched her back, bringing her into full contact with his hand. Finger tips played along the flesh of her mound, lightly brushing over the nipple, before at last he let his hand cover it completely, massaging the sensitive skin as he arched over her, deepening their kiss, sending his tongue deeper withing her, earning a gratifying moan from deep within her.

Amon continued his slow pace, letting his mouth and hand reacquaint themselves her her body\'s feel and taste. Gently he disengaged his mouth from hers, seeking more tastes from her sinful skin, aching to bring her pleasure she had only dreamed of. A soft whimper came from her when his mouth left hers, but a soft sigh was released when she felt that same slick muscle caressing over her pulse point. Amon journeyed along her neck slowly, keeping her body in sweet anticipation for the touches she so desperately craved. Slowly he removed his hand from her tender breast, bringing it to rest upon the hem of her nightgown. She whimpered in frustration when the contact was taken from her sensitive skin, but then as she felt where his hand now rested she quieted herself in anticipation of his next move. Slowly he picked his body up, coming to rest fully above her, straddling her legs as he slowly gripped the material in his hands and raised in above her head, pulling the black material from her body letting her skin bathed in moonlight and his hungry gaze.

It had been a long time since they had shared this intimacy and the revelation that they were about to was almost too much for him. His gaze traveled along her perfect form, soaking in the beauty of her nakedness she displayed to him so openily this evening. Normally she hurriedly pulled him to her, or covered herself, but tonight he viewed her as she lay upon her back watching him silently. Her body looked just the same as it always had, just with a few more scars, but it also still held the same pull it always had if not even more. He could never get enough of her, and usually she fought him for dominance, pushing for him to bring them both to completion quickly, as if she were afraid of a slow gentle intimacy. But tonight was different, tonight he knew he would get his chance. Never in the past had this been offered to him, but at long last that wall between them had been broken and he was being allowed into not only her body, but her heart and hopefully her soul. He couldn\'t force himself to move, he only wished to stare down upon her and freeze this perfect image in his mind and eternity. Here she was before him, open and willing, and something else, scared. A look of fear and excitement clouded her eyes as he gazed into them, but there was more laying in the depths of her gaze, there was love. She had never allowed him to see this, and now she was showering him in it. Her chest heaved in anticipation and her hands reached for him, no longer able to stay at her sides, begging him silently to continue to stoke the fire he had created.

A smile formed on his face and he placed a small kiss upon her lips before he began upon his exploration once more of her body.

His mouth burned a trail of fire along her, slowly taking it\'s time upon her neck, once again coming to lap at her pulse point, only to continue it\'s journey farther along her. It seemed to take an eternity before he reached the place she desperatly craved for his mouth to be, but at long last the warmth of his mouth descended upon the aching flesh of her exposed breast. His hand came to rest upon the other, gently flicking its thumb across the tender peak of her nipple as his other caressed slow soothing circles over her hip, calming her writhing body. His mouth engulfed the sensitive flesh completely, suckling upon it, drawing cries of satisfaction from her. Slowly he drew his mouth along her, pulling slightly until only his lips remained around her hardened nub, slowly opening to only clench his teeth against the sensitive skin, applying a tiny amount of pressure, then soothing it with the wetness of his tongue. The heat of his mouth and the cool air against her sensitized skin was almost too much for her to handle, she desperatly craved for more of his touches, wondering why she had ever pushed this closeness away.

She brought her hands up, clenching them in his raven hair as he continued to soothe her tender nipple, whimpering for more. She felt it then, the slight smile that came upon his face as he kissed between her breasts, and at last giving the other the same sweetly slow painful torture the other recieved.

It was almost too much, this contact, these touches. His mouth expertly minipulated her flesh, bringing her achingly close to completion without even having touched her once there. The love he showered upon her was overwhelming and she honestly didn\'t know if she would be able to handle the actual love making she knew was yet to come. It just may kill her, although she would gladly welcome that death if it was to feel this heavenly.

Gently his mouth disengaged from her other breast, seeking more of her skin to taste, yearning to hear her hidden passion as he caressed more of her. Slowly he guided his mouth along the flat plain of her stomach, trailing his mouth against her sides, soothing the scars she had along her midsection. A choked whimper escaped her as his tongue dipped inside her navel, then continued down along its unmarked path. At last he reached his destination, and gently he came to rest between her legs.

Lovingly he guided his hands along her thighs, soothing her as he guided one to rest over his shoulder, opening her body to his view and touch. She stiffened slightly and he raised his head to look upon her. Her eyes gazed down into his, a look of questioning and fear present in them. He had never done this, she had never really given him time to, but tonight would be different, tonight he would have all of her, all.

\"Amon... I... I\'ve never...\" she murmured, reaching to pull his body up over hers once more, suddenly apprehensive of his intentions. Her leg began to slip from his shoulder, and immediatly his hand came up to secure it once more, gently caressing the skin, feeling the muscles relax against his touch. His unoccupied hand came to rest upon her stomach, gently guiding her to lay back down.

\"Ssshhh,\" he soothed, caressing her belly with his fingertips, quelling her apprehension. \"I know you haven\'t, just lay back my love, and let me love you,\" he said, bringing his dark eyes to lock onto hers once more, \"like I was meant to.\"

And with that no more words were uttered as he once more set to his worship of her body...

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I don\'t know, I\'m feeling kinda mean today, not to mention I haven\'t gotten any reviews yet, so I thought I\'d leave you hanging. Please review. thanks guys and enjoy.