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A Heart's Promise	By : Evilevergreen Category: +1 through F > Codename: Kids Next Door Views: 6282 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Eleven: 209

To talk. Wally was sure that those were the words he had spoken earlier that day.

To talk. Abby could have sworn on her life that those were the words she had heard.

But to talk, never seemed as if it would come to pass, because before Wally's hotel door even closed behind them, one had reached out for the other and the other did not protest. Wally would never remember who reached out for whom first, but it didn't matter to him, because all he knew was that she was back in his arms and he in hers. Both sets of hands wandered the other’s body, clinging on to the other as if they were both drug addicts who were in desperate need of their next hit. It had been too long.

"Don't let me go," Abby pleaded longingly.

"I won't," Wally responded. "I swear I won't," he told her again as he slid to his knees bringing Abby with him, kissing her all the way down. Wally's kisses were, as always, intoxicating to Abby as his warm lips once again became accustomed to her body. She reached for the buttons on his shirt, unfastening them one by one, but Wally grew impatient and so pushed her hands out the way and ripped open his own shirt before tossing it aside.

Wally growled, that animal mentality that he had pouring out of him. Abby yipped in surprise at the speed Wally tore at her shirt before it too landed next to his. He then crushed his lips against her almost with a bruising force. "Get them off," he told her as he reached for the zipper on his jeans and she hers. Both undressed as quickly as they could, removing their clothing as if they had been set on fire and if they didn't get them off that very second, they would be burned alive.

Soon Abby laid on her back with Wally covering her. She closed her eyes as she took in the scent of his smooth, hard body and felt the touch of his flesh against her own nakedness. Her hand then moved down his chest, his abs which were still lightly covered in bandages, and then to the lower parts of his body. She firmly took his cock in hand and when she did Wally let out a lustful moan. Abby watched his face as she stroked him, adoring the way his mouth hung open in pure satisfaction.

Wally kissed her again as he replaced her hand with his own, ready to be one with her. "Stop," Abby cried softly pushing him slightly away.

Wally frowned, not sure if he could stand the delay. "What?" he asked her.

She looked at him bashfully. "Did you bring protection?" she asked him.

"No," he answered. "I didn't think that-" he lowered his head and then yelled softly in frustration. "Fuck!" He then angrily started to get up off the floor. He had made her a promise last time they had been together and he would not break it.

"No." Abby hand quickly took his shoulder. Wally looked at her curiously. "It's okay," she said gently moving her hand to rest on his face. Wally immediately calmed as he meet her august brown eyes, his heart racing with the simple touch of her hand. "We don't need it."

"Are you sure?" he needed to confirm.

"Yes," she shook her head. "I want this," she told him. "I need to feel you inside of me," she confessed.

"Then I won't deny you," he whispered, lowering himself back to her before slipping the length of his manhood into her slowly. Abby wrapped her long, defined legs around his body as she felt every inch of him fill her. He then withdrew only to enter to her again, picking up his pace in the process. He was just so big that with each thrust that there was a mixture of pleasure and pain for Abby, but she liked it.

"Harder," she begged as she grabbed his ass, urging him to fulfill her request, and he gladly complied.

Wally was sucking voraciously on his lover's neck when he was taken by surprise as his ponytail was pulled and his mouth was forced to leave her. But he said nothing as he allowed her to stir his body, compelling him to roll over as she took her place on top.

Wally grinned as he relaxed on the floor. He liked a woman who knew what she wanted and wasn't afraid to get it. As Abby hung over him, rocking gently against him, his hands made out the curve of her thighs before one of his thumbs probed in between her folds, finding her swollen clitoris. He then applied a small amount of pressure to it before rubbing it in small circles. His other hand moved passed her thigh up to her breast which he kneaded dotingly.

He then heard soft pants escape from her before asking, "Do you like that?" Abby only nodded as she brought herself down to kiss his face. Wally then held on to her tightly, enjoying their closeness. "Tell me your mine," he requested of her. "I need to hear you say it."

"I'm yours," she replied without thinking.

"Tell me you belong to no one else," he continued.

Abby gradually pulled away, pondering his desire as she searched his eyes. Those green, beautiful eyes that she found herself thinking of often. There used to a time when she couldn't tell them apart from Gavin's, and she would look at them thinking of the other, but those days had long ended. Wally's eyes, she now knew, were brighter than his cousin's with streaks of yellow that seem to flash like lightening. Also within his eyes, she could feel his uncertainly and her mind instantly shot to an image of a little boy with the same pair of eyes. Abby shook her head, shrugging away a memory she didn't think was her own, for all she wanted was to be in this moment.

"I belong to you," she finally whispered.

Wally smirked at the words before taking a hold of her sides and positioning himself in away so that he could push himself into her. He could feel her nails starting to dig deep into the skin of his shoulders as he pumped his dick into her. "W.B." she called, bouncing so wildly as she rode him that she was caught off guard when he suddenly stopped. She looked at him with a bewildered expression, her chest heaving in and out. His own face looked as though she had just called out another man's name. "What?" She honestly didn't understand.

"Wally," he said, his features softening. He didn't want her calling him the name Gavin had introduced him to her as. "Wally," he said again. "That's what I want you to call me."

"Alright," she agreed with a slight nod. He then pulled her into him, continuing were they left off. Wally then buried his face into the nape of her neck. Except for the sounds of their labored breathing, that filled the room, neither said a word.

"Mmm," Abby couldn't stop herself from moaning as she started to approach her climax.

"Say it," he breathed into her ear and she understood.

"Wally!" she cried loudly as she sat up and arched her back, permitting Wally's essence to gush into her, coating the walls of her sex as they both yield to the order of their orgasm.

Abby, with her eyes closed, simply laid back on top of Wally. She smiled contently as she felt him sweep her sweat drench hair out of her face. "Do you think," he began softly as she felt him swift under her, "that we'll ever make it to a bed?"

Abby laughed as she opened her eyes and looked at Wally. His head was tilted back looking at the untouched bed that was on the other side of the room. "It's alright with me if it's fine with you."

Wally looked back to her and smiled. "It doesn't matter to me where we are." Abby then watched as his smile slowly faded from his face before asking, "But tell me, what am I to you, Abigail?"

Abby blinked rapidly, she wasn't expecting such a serious question. "You're my friend," she said truthfully.

"Then what is this?" he asked referring to their current situation.

She lowered her head and held onto him tightly. "I don't know."

"Look, Abigail, I know I have no right to ask this of you. Because I know what we do have - isn't love," Abby made eye contact with him, "but whatever it is. . . I don't think I'm willing to let it go." He took a deep breath before speaking again, "So I'm asking you not to go through with it."

"Don't go through with what?"

"Don't marry, Gavin," Abby looked surprise as he spoke. "I'm asking you to see where things could go with us first. To see what we could become."

"W.B.-" she whispered softly before being cut off.

"I know, I know." Wally sat up angrily which forced Abby out of his arms. "You belong to Gavin." He stood up and started to gather his clothes. "I know you love him and I'm starting to think, that will never change."

"You son of a bitch!" Abby yelled as she pushed Wally making him drop his shirt. "Is this what this was about?"

Wally looked confused as he turned back to her.

"Is that how you really see me?" she asked heatedly. "You think of me as someone's property?"

Wally's eye grew wide as he quickly shook his head. "That's not how I meant it. I just meant-" but Wally would never finish his statement as Abby claimed his face with her hands and silenced his lips with her own.

She then broke the kiss. "Sometime you can really put your foot in it, you know?" she asked as she pulled his hair out its ponytail and watched his blonde hair curtain around his face. "If you must think I belong to someone. . . let it be you and in return let you be mine."

"But Gavin-" he said worriedly.

"And I aren't together anymore," she explained. "I turned down his proposal."

"But he told me-"

"It doesn't matter." She wrapped her arms around him.

Wally shook his head as he said quietly, "He'll never understand this. And how can I expect him too when we don't understand it ourselves?"

Abby remained silent as she debated something in her head, but it was something she had to know. "Are you afraid of him?"

"Of Gavin? No," he said immediately, but then slowly. "I'm afraid of myself."

"Why?" Abby pulled away and asked him.

"Please, let that be a concern for another day," he asked of her and she nodded her head. Wally then took her hands and lead her to the bathroom. "So how about we get cleaned up and maybe have a little bit more fun as we do?" He waggled his eyebrows. Abby gave a light chuckle before jumping into his arms. He caught her with ease and carried her to the bathroom.

The water was scorching hot as it poured onto their bodies, but neither seemed to notice as Wally had Abby pinned up against the shower wall as they made love once again. When they were finished with their shower they started to make their way out of the bathroom. Wally wrapped his arms around her still naked body from behind as she tilted her head back to rest on his shoulder.

Wally closed his eyes, allowing her to lead him back into the bedroom as he nibbled on her exposed neck. Abby moaned with pleasure as they finally stepped out of the bathroom, but then suddenly, Wally heard her take a sharp intake of air. Thinking he had been the cause of it he smiled against her neck, but to his surprise, he heard a gun cock. At the very sound of it, Wally felt his heart skip a beat. He then opened his eyes slowly as he rose his head and looked into the eyes of the man holding a gun pointed in his and Abby's direction.

OoOoO

Gavin didn't care as he parked his car taking up three spots as he did so. He ignored the complaints of the surrounding people as he walked with purpose into the building and then towards the front desk where he addressed the receptionist. "I need the room number of someone staying here," he told her. "Wallabee Beatles."

"I'm sorry, sir, but I'm not allowed to give out that kind of information," she told him politely.

Gavin pulled out his gun and slammed it on the desk. "Don't make me ask you again," he said darkly. "I'm not trying to make a scene, but it doesn't mean that I won't." The woman then gave him the information he wanted along with a card key. He replaced his gun and headed towards the stairs, people stepping out of him way as he past.

Leaving the staircase, he headed down the hall towards the room. When he reached it, he cocked an eyebrow curiously, the door was adjacent. He then heard, what he thought was someone moan from within the room, so taking a deep breath, prepared to confirm his suspicion, he reached for the door and slowly pushed it open. It was then followed by the sound of a sharp gasp. . . it came from him. What he saw before him, was not what he was expecting. The room, though a mess, looked empty, but what concerned Gavin more was the blood that lined the floor.

Transmission Interrupted. . .

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