Pretty When You Cry (AU Mature UC) Part 1/1 07/21/06

[cornflakegirl]

Title: Pretty When You Cry
Pairings: M/T, some M/L
Rating: Mature
Disclaimer: I own nothing just borrowing the characters for my own amusement.
Summary: Post 'End of the world'. This little one parter came out of nowhere last night whilst listening to Vast's 'Pretty when you cry.' Some snippets of dialogue have been taken from 'The end of the world'.


Pretty When You Cry.....



There had been no pretense between them, the only foreplay a rough scrape of teeth against her full lower lip which drew a trickle of blood.


As he lowered her to the ground, his tongue didn't dance from his mouth to coax hers, his hands made no perusal of her bared flesh, they merely groped her forearms as savagely as his viced lips claimed her mouth.


An open mouthed kiss, a caress of skin were intimacies that occurred between two people in love but the only emotion, the only driving thought for this encounter was revenge.


He had felt a stab of remorse as he watched her lick her bruised lip but the sensation had passed in the second it had taken her to sweep her tongue across her mouth, moaning her pleasure, her approval at the blood staining it.


She liked it rough, which was just as well because softly, slowly occurred between people that shared tenderness and affection and the only sharing they where to partake in was that of a warm and willing body.


He invaded her with a ruthless, powerful thrust.


Her cry was half agonized, half pleasured as she writhed beneath him attempting to draw him deeper into her.


She pleaded for his warm touch against her skin but his hands never wavered from her hips, his fingers melting and biting into the bone.


This perfunctory mating of their bodies had never been about enjoyment or achieving a climax, a release, their conjoined flesh was merely a weapon he wielded to inflict pain on another.



~



Hope.


She held on to the emotion as tightly as the note in her pocket. To say she had been surprised by Max's request to meet with her would be an understatement, she had felt certain that things between them had been broken irreparably but as she made her way toward the observatory she thought that maybe, just maybe their love would find a way.


~


Her soft, sharp gasp drew his eyes to her. The speed and urgency of his thrusts increased as he continued to watch her watching them. Her eyes rounding in abject horror at Tess's demand for 'harder, faster, deeper...'


He thought that seeing her as broken as he was would provide some measure of satisfaction but he still felt dead inside, his body anesthetized to the feel of Tess's inner walls contracting around him as they tried to milk and coax his own body of an orgasm he knew would never come.


Release. completion. these were things only achieved whilst ensconced inside the body of someone you loved and unfortunately for Max, Liz Parker stood a world away across the room, her fist pressed tightly to her mouth as she watched him move within another woman's body.


His eyes narrowed at the devastation of her features, he stabbed in and out of Tess's body with renewed vigor, watching transfixed as a solitary pocket of moisture travelled over Liz's smooth cheek and tumbled to the cold marble floor.


When he returned his gaze to her he was drawn in by her hurt doe eyes and their connection roared to life with ferocious force.


"He's very important, this boy. A leader."


"He has this whole other destiny...one that doesn't include me."


"No. He chooses love...he chooses you."


"I can't tell you too much, Liz...only what you need to know...but 14 years from now, we are taken over by our enemies."


"Things between us are about to change...grow deeper. We become inseparable, and nothing comes between us ever again."


"I need you to help me fall out of love with you."


"We got married at the Elvis chapel. Congratulations, kids."


"Don't you realize what you are to me...and you're always gonna be? You're the love of my life. Everyone else is gonna be second best. There'll never be another you."


"I'm gonna be alone."



A cry was torn from his lips as the flashes dissipated, his eyes flickered to Tess as she arched beneath him, her eyes glowing in satisfaction believing that her ministrations had finally managed to coax something other than indifference from him.


Max was rigid above her, his fingers clawing at her hip bone as he felt the room shift beneath him and bile rise in his throat choking the breath from him.


"What have I done?" his eyes pleaded as they once again found Liz's across the room, his face crumpled in sorrow and remorse as he watched her shake her head furiously, her tears flowing down her cheeks in a torrent as she ran from the room, from his life forever.


Tess arched upward beneath him, still oblivious to all that had transpired but he placed a trembling hand to her chest to still her movement. Feeling himself shrivel and become flaccid he pulled out of her body, falling face down his tears collected against the cool marble as he grieved the loss of Liz, the loss of their love and innocence.


He had achieved what he set out to do, he had made Liz as dead inside as he was.


He heard Tess call his name, her small palm gliding over his sweat misted back, he flinched from her touch his head burrowing into his hands as he wept bitterly, brokenly. An image of Liz's tear sodden face flashed before his eyes and he couldn't help but think how pretty she looked even when she cried.