EroticReverie

Liviana Love LaCroix

It's nearly two in the morning when the bedroom door opens. I'm laying in Gibson's bed , under his covers on my side, facing the door, my hands tucked under my cheek. I'm not even sure how he's not in jail, or what happened. He's been at the police station all night. I'm too tired to ask. I don't want to think about it. I'm just glad he's here. Safe. 

"You're still up." He says, not really sounding surprised. I haven't been sleeping well at all. He's been letting me sleep alone in his bed ever since the night I asked him if it was okay. He hasn't asked or tried to get his bed back, or convince me to let him share it. 

I nod and look at him. I love him so much. Besides my little sister Violet, Gibson Shaw had been the only other person I loved , that I knew loved me back. Really loved me.  Our friendship had it's rocky moments, but I suppose that's one of the side effects of including "benefits" to the friendship. I miss him. I miss sleeping next to him. 

I scoot back, and pull back the covers and he looks at the bed, at me. 

"Come to bed." I say softly. I see it, the small little smile he tries to hide, because he thinks he's not allowed to be happy if I'm not. But I am. Deep down under the constant state of panic and worry, I'm happy. Because Im here. With them. 

"You sure?" Gibson asks me. 

I nod with a soft smile. One that I havent been able to give him for a little while now. But it's real. It's not faked. 

Gibson draws off his shirt, undoes his pants. I just watch him, admiring his body. I like that he doesn't ask for permission to remove his boxers, and just does it. He walks naked to the bed, sliding in. He hasn't showered, but at least he's washed off whatever blood he had on him.

He sighs, laying his head back on the pillow, he lifts his arm, and I lift my head and move towards him, wearing one of his tshirts. He settles his arm, and I settle my head upon it and lay my head on his chest, my arm draped over him, my leg finding the familair comfort of hitching up over him. 

He gently plays with my hair, stroking it. We don't talk. It's nice. I close my eyes. 

"I've missed sleeping with you." he says quietly after several minutes. I nod against his chest.

"Me too." I say, and rub my hand over the other side of his chest, I place a kiss over his heart and settle my head back on his chest. 

I belong to Axl. I belong to Gibson too. I belong to all of them. Axl and I don't talk about "what we are" to one another. I know he still thinks I'm too young. He doesn't want to "keep" me that way. OR if he does...he won't.  But he'll keep me...to keep me safe....he'll keep me to calm me down when I need him to.  He'll let me lay beside him in his bed during the day....but I always come back to Gibson's bed at night. Too nervous to ask Axl if I can stay in his. Because it would hurt too much if he said no. Even if it was for the right reasons. 

I slip my head toward his elbow and look at him, he turns his head. 

"Love you, yeah?" I whisper to him, and the corner of his mouth lifts high as I say his say to him, what he always says to me. 

"Yeah." he whispers softly, and nods. 

I look at him, lifting my hand to his face and smiling softly. 

"We'd be good together.....wouldnt we?" I ask and he lifts his hand to mine and turns his head, kissing the inside of my hand, over my palm, and down to my wrist, as he moves my hand behind his head and turns into me. 

"Yeah" he says. "We would be." 

"I'm sorry for-" I start.

"shhh, dont you dare apologize to me...for anything....ever" he says and then his hand slips behind my back and he pulls us closer, my body against his, and were face to face.

"you're perfect" he whispers and I sigh. 

"so are you" I say and he smiles.

"but were still not gonna happen, are we baby?" he asks. I smile softly and nudge his nose with mine.

"What do you want Gibson?" I ask him. Remembering the fight we had not too long ago. Me assuming he didn't really want me. Just the idea of me. He told me I never ask him what he wants. 

"For you to be happy. That's all I want." he says and I nod.

"I'm happy here. With you. With Violet sleeping under a good roof, in a good home, with good people in it." I say. 

"Do you love him?" He asks and I know he means Axl. I nod. 

"Like you love me?" He asks. 

I nod.

"But it's more with him, isnt it? It feels better with him?" He asks, gently rubbing my back as I look at him. I shrug. 

"I wouldnt say better....and I wouldnt say it's more....I dont know what it is.....I just know...." I sigh, trailing off, because Im not even sure. 

"He loves you too, you know." he says and my eyes lift to his.

"He's thirty three Liv...give him a little bit to get there....I promise you he will....he won't let you go.....none of us will." he says and I close my eyes and sigh. 

"I love you all. So much." I say. 

"even Sid?" he teases softly and I laugh, just a little. I nod.

"yeah. Even Sid." I say and he smiles. 

"I wont tell him." he says with a little wink and I laugh a little more.

"fuck i missed that noise" he whispers and I look him in the eyes, his hand on my face now , his thumb stroking my cheek. 

"even if its just a little one...your laughs are the best sound." he says and I lick my lips. 

"Gibson?" I ask quietly. 

"yeah baby?" he answers. 

"Do you still want me...after knowing what-"

"Yes." he says and nods. "I'll always want you" 

"Can I have you inside of me?" I ask softly. He nods. 

"Anytime you want me...I'm yours Liv. You know that. At least... I want you to know that." he says. I exhale and push my mouth to his, both of us moaning. His hands start to move, his hands sliding all over me as he lays me on my back, and hovers, kissing down my neck and I moan. His hands pushing up his shirt on me, and then dipping down and kissing down my stomach and between my legs. 

"Gibson" I gasp, my back arching, legs spreading wider as he licks me through my pussy lips and then starts in on my clit, slowly, rounding it, flicking it. 

"ungh" I groan, my back arching harder. It's been too long without him. Too long without his mouth on me. I bite my lip and fist his hair. 

Gibson groans into my pussy, and my hips roll, I grind myself on his face, faster, faster. 

I'm soaked. He spends his time down there, before sliding back up , leaning over, grabbing a condom from the box. I take the condom and toss it, I grab his face, kissing him, wrapping my legs around him. 

"Liv" he groans. 

"yeah" I pant. 

He groans, lining himself up, looking into my eyes and I nod, and he sinks into me.