Snippet #2141498

Sleep... was I asleep. And here I was trying to lookout for anyone following us... Must've dozed off while I was... What was bothering Jude's mind, the imminent danger of those seeking for his life seemed to fade away in one moment. Nothing mattered in the world but this one moment, this fleeting moment shared between the two of them. As her soft lips wandered over Jude's shirtless and scarred body he noted the sensation of every kiss she gave him, how it felt, how she smelt, and the pleasure he felt from it. Layla then stopped for a moment, a slight moment to relieve herself of her material prison and her last defense. As Layla sat on Jude, with her soft skin touching his and her silky snow blonde hair falling on his scar ridden chest he knew that there was no turning back.

As payment for Layla's actions Jude himself began to wrap his arms around the small of her back, holding her tighter against himself. He then proceeded to embrace her soft supple lips with his own, kissing her as if nothing else in the world mattered. He than began to lower his lips, kissing her cheek, and then her neck, traveling down her body until he had kissed her everywhere he possibly could. Her petite body becoming trapped within his grasp, with his black and golden eyes he stared into her silver eyes, searching for an answer to a question that has been bothering him for a while. Do you love me? Slightly chuckling at the idea because he knew that no matter how much he loved, Layla or anyone, he would not be able to love them for he lives a cursed life, a thieves life. But that didn't matter to Jude, not in this very moment. For at least this time he would allow himself to let go, he would allow himself to love.

"You know this oddly reminds me of the first time we met... Only that time you had almost killed me. You would've succeeded as well... but you chose to spare me. Why?" Shaking his head Jude knew he did not care for the answer, not now or ever, all that mattered is that he was alive, that they were alive. Standing himself up Jude held Layla against himself tightly as he walked her across the room to the silky red and black sheet ridden bed. He placed her down gently amongst the silk sheets and rose petals, breathing in the sensation of the roses and their own sweat. It was a beautiful mixture or love and lust.

Leaning over Layla Jude noticed how petite and small she was, there was no doubt that she was a dangerous bounty huntress but as she laid there in front of him the picture of her being a bounty huntress was far from his mind. For she looked as beautiful as anything possibly could, from her pale skin to her silver eyes and her snow blonde hair. She was a perfect beauty. How could such a beautiful woman be the huntress she is? Life seems to love to mess with us... doesn't it? Silencing himself he lowered himself on top of her, embracing her within his arms. He kissed her against her lips again, his hands wandering over her smooth skin feeling everything he possibly could. He pulled her snow blonde hair ever so slightly, to where she gave a slight gasp. There was nothing else important in the world... Nothing but this moment between the two of us.

"Room Service! We were asked to bring our finest dinner and wine for the newly wed couple in the honeymoon..." Suddenly out of nowhere the door had swung open, revealing a small group of hotel workers, including a maid, waiter, and the hotel manager from downstairs. Slightly taken aback by the sudden intrusion Jude pulled some of the bed sheets over the two of them, not wanting to have their moment spoiled by the rude intrusion.

"...Oh I'm so sorry sir we didn't know... There is a placard that you put on the... Excuse us sir and madam. Have a "good" night." And just as suddenly as they arrived the group of workers disappeared, gratefully before Jude had to pull out his pistols against them. Jude sighed as he stood up, approaching the silver trays which contained a few bottles of wine, two glasses, and an ice bucket for the wine to be placed in. Pulling out the glasses Jude filled them with wine. Walking back over towards Layla he gave her one glass with an outstretched hand, sitting down on the bed next to her.

"So... do you wish to continue?"