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Christmas Eve, 1986
Midnight darkness had encased the land, broken only by the twinkling
lights of the city that blended with those of Christmas decoration.
Mixed with the gently falling snow, a magical quality of the holiday
season covered the city, even managing to weave into Lee Stetson's
apartment.
Compared to Christmas past, the absence of the Scarecrow's once usual
bah humbug Christmas mood was not the only thing that had changed.
The presence of the woman curled up with him on his couch attested to
that fact as much as, if not more than any other visible changes that
had occurred since their fateful train station encounter.
They were snuggled together on his couch, with the roaring blaze from
his fireplace and the soft strains of Christmas music from the radio
the only sounds in the room. Except for the twinkling of lights from
his small but festive Christmas tree and the flickering flames from
the fire, there were on other lights.
Lee had hoped that it would create a romantic atmosphere, one
conducive to the passionate lovemaking that he wanted to share with
Amanda. Instead, it seemed to continue the quiet and reflective mood
that had settled over both of them on the drive over from Amanda's
house not that long ago. They had been quiet then, Lee concentrating
on driving the Vette through the snow and Amanda seemingly lost in
her own private thoughts.
For once, it seemed as the gods were conspiring to make things
easier, instead of more difficult for them. They had been both
blessed with Joe's offer of taking Philip and Jamie home with him, so
that they could be there Christmas morning, as well as with Dotty's
and Aunt Lillian's eager shooing them out of the King household.
Perhaps it was a conspiracy, Lee thought, but if so, it had been of
the best kind.
Lyrical melodies of the carols echoed softly throughout the room as
they snuggled together, savoring the fact that this was their first
Christmas as a couple. As if needing reassurance that this was not
just another fantasy, Lee glanced down to eye the sparkling solitaire
that glistened and reflected upon Amanda's finger. Shiny, new, and
full of the hope and promise that their relationship held. Unable to
bare it another moment, Lee brought her hand to his mouth and gently
kissed her fingers softly.
She met his gaze, her dark eyes reflecting the flickering lights in
the room. Her soft smile warmed his heart.
"What/"
"Nothing," he told her. "I was just thinking how beautiful you look."
"You look quite handsome," she told him in a soft voice.
The next Christmas carol came on, a jazzy instrumental.
"Dance with me," Lee told her.
They stood and he took her in his arms, gently swaying her to the
melody.
"I'll be home for Christmas," Amanda sang along softly.
"Yes, you will be," Lee whispered in her ear.
He nibbled lightly on her neck, the warmth of his touch searing her
senses. She pressed closer into him, feeling the heat and power of
his muscular body against hers. It was a perfect moment in time,
created just for the two of them.
They glided over the floor, a perfect unison between them as the song
played.
Lee brought one hand under her chin and tipped it up so that he could
look into her eyes.
"I love you," he told her.
"I love you, too."
Lee again took her hand in his, gazing at the diamond on her finger.
"Who would have thought?" he queried aloud.
She simply smiled at him, a smile that stole his breath away, warmed
his soul, and ignited his passion for the beauty that stood before
him.
With loving kindness, he brought his hands to cup her face, his
fingers softly caressing her skin. Then he eased his mouth down upon
hers, touching her with tender care as his lips covered hers.
Slowly, passionately, he ignited the emotions they both struggled to
keep in check the majority of the time.
Slowly she responded to his touch and, in one brief moment, their
control spiraled away, the resolve to maintain their professional
partnership melting away rapidly. For now, they were simply two
lovers very much in need of making love, needing nothing else.
"I love you, Amanda King," Lee told her as one hand moved to her back
and the other to her shoulder, gently easing her down onto the
couch.
Her eyes never left his gaze and he could easily see the passion and
desire that burned there. He moved over her and lowered his mouth
yet again to hers. As they kissed, her arms wrapped around his neck,
fingers soon moving through his hair.
"I love you," she whispered breathlessly when they finally parted for
much needed air.
Lee nibbled the soft skin of her neck softly, inhaling the
intoxicating scent of her perfume as he left soft kisses against her
flesh. In response, she moaned softly, increasing his need and the
urgency to fulfill it.
Again, his lips sought hers and his kiss became demanding, full of
all of his love and want for her. He cradled her head with one hand,
while the other slid up and down her back, softly caressing her
through the fabric of her blouse. Unable to stop himself, he let
that hand trail downward, until he could begin tugging her blouse out
of her jeans. Once he had that task completed, the same hand slipped
up beneath the fabric and stroked her warm skin.
Amanda shivered at his touch and pressed even closer to him driving
Lee insane with the feel of her curves against his chest. He growled
low in his throat, the thought of what she was able to do him, such
inspiring, lusty, and wonderfully wicked thoughts. Unbelievable,
almost, considering the man he had once been. Having locked his
heart away and tossing the key away, for what he thought what be
eternity. Now she consumed his eternity, having retrieved the key
and claiming his very soul.
Driven by the intensity of these emotions, Lee drew Amanda tighter
into his embrace.
"I want to make love to you," he told her, both hearing the raw need
in his husky voice.
Amanda nodded her consent before wrapping her arms around his neck
and drawing him down to meet her lips.
"Yes," she whispered in between the steamy kisses. "Oh, yes, please."
Lee picked her up in his arms and carried her into the bedroom,
gently settling her down upon his mattress. Then he proceeded to
unzip his jeans and discard them quickly. He made quick time in
removing the remainder of his clothes until he stood nude beside the
bed.
"You are so beautiful," he told her softly as he looked down at
her. "So beautiful, all I want, all I need."
Amanda gave him a smile. "Then come here."
He joined her on the bed, showering her with passionate kisses in
between removing her clothes, until she too wore nothing. They
became lost in the dance of their love, stroking each other with warm
caresses and whispering tender words of love to one another.
The bed beneath them became a tangled mess of linens as limbs
intertwined while their bodies enjoyed the foreplay of their
lovemaking. Fingers soon tangled within hair and tongues dueled
while passion became ruler of the night
And, when his body finally found hers ready, he demanded complete
dominance, claiming her swiftly and totally. Deep plunges within
her, controlled by the frenzied desire of his need, a desire that had
taken hold, unstoppable.
She did not protest, for she needed as much as he. Amanda's body
eagerly met his every move, her soul yearning to join his this
holiday night. She went from soft sighs of delight to whimpering
cries, as Lee's lovemaking became a total quest, his powerful body
moving almost furiously to bring them both to the height of passion.
Their lovemaking was almost insanely frenzied, a total surrender of
everything, given up to satisfy the unstoppable urge to become one.
He pounded into her smaller frame, taking her completely and needing
even more. She moved with him, her body both eager to give him his
desire while her own craved even more. The old phrase regarding the
earth shaking was literally quite true at this point though both were
well beyond the point of caring if their coupling registered on a
Richter scale.
Explosive waves rippled through Amanda, her body humming in unison
with Lee's. Her nails scraped along his back as she clung tighter to
him, her mouth moving against his flesh as she tried to hold back her
vocal screams.
He felt the strength of her legs as she tightened her hold around
him, attempting to pull him even deeper still into her warmth. Then,
finally, Amanda screamed his name before losing control as her orgasm
rocked through her.
Her lust-filled cry of passion sent him over the edge as well and he
plunged deeper still into her. He became buried as deep as possible
as his body reacted and spilled into her, a glorious release unequal
and far surpassing anything that he had ever felt previous with any
woman, Amanda included.
It was, quite possibly, the best act of lovemaking that had ever
occurred in known history, at least in his eyes.
As the tremors of ecstasy began to fade from his body, he drew her
tenderly into his arms. He listened with both pride and concern as
she fought to catch her breath, knowing that he had taken her further
and higher than any other had. His fingers gently glided over her
silky skin, damp from their joining.
There were no words as their hearts' beating slowly decreased and
their souls returned to this earth. In the glorious aftermath, they
simply were not needed. They had each other to embrace.
At some point Lee's sanity returned and he became conscious of the
little shivers that he felt in her body. He left her only long
enough to draw the bedding around them, forming a warm cocoon for
them from the comfort of the material while drawing her close to warm
her body.
She opened her dark eyes, sleepy but filled with content and love.
This was how she should always look, Lee thought.
His hand gently pushed away tousled locks of dark hair from her face
as he smiled lovingly at her.
"Merry Christmas, my sweet Amanda," he told her before kissing her
sweetly.
She moved her hand to lovingly stroke his face, moving her fingers
softly along his skin.
"Merry Christmas, my darling Scarecrow," she replied.
They snuggled then together, he holding her left hand in his, needing
to fall asleep feeling the hardness of the ring that bound their
hearts while next to the softness of her body that she so willingly
gave him.
Two secret lovers, fated to be together, bodies giving in to the
fulfillment of their quest in passion, to sleep until the morning sun
of Christmas day would brighten the world.
They knew the beauty of the gift they had been given, the wonder of
the love they had found. A gift never to fade away throughout the
years or become lost or misplaced or even broken. No, they had found
true love, the greatest gift and true romance never fades. It simply
continues throughout eternity, two hearts bound as one.
Merry Christmas to all and, to all, a good night!
The End
Story Notes:
Many thanks to the Gutter Gang who have been continually kicking my
butt with their absolute best attempts to keep me writing. As usual,
standard Scarecrow Legalese applies so I will not bother to type it
out, since we all can recite it in our sleep. No harm, no foul, and
no copyright infringement intended, the only purpose of this little
work is for entertainment for the Christmas season.
And last, but certainly not least, I place the complete and total
blame for these fictional works upon Kate and Bruce, because, without
their magic, there would be no inspiration. If they only knew what
havoc we've wrought upon Lee and Amanda (Ho! Ho! Mighty Lee, Go!)
Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, and Best Wishes for all!
butt with their absolute best attempts to keep me writing. As usual,
standard Scarecrow Legalese applies so I will not bother to type it
out, since we all can recite it in our sleep. No harm, no foul, and
no copyright infringement intended, the only purpose of this little
work is for entertainment for the Christmas season.
And last, but certainly not least, I place the complete and total
blame for these fictional works upon Kate and Bruce, because, without
their magic, there would be no inspiration. If they only knew what
havoc we've wrought upon Lee and Amanda (Ho! Ho! Mighty Lee, Go!)
Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, and Best Wishes for all!