Setting: Michelles room
Rating: R
Dannys shook his head. Surely he had heard her wrong. She couldn't have just asked him to make love to her. His hands were trembling and he had to struggle to keep them under control. She continued gazing at him and he was becoming lost in her eyes. He never wanted to be found again either. She was drawing him in with her sultry expression. She was so weak she could barely hold her head up straight and she was telling him she wanted him. That was vintage Michelle. Just when he thought he knew what was going on her mind or what she was about to do, out of nowhere, she did something completely unexpected. That was his Michelle alright. Her unpredictability was just one of the many things that he loved about here, but those four words she had just uttered to him had managed to disrupt the calm demeanor he had had just moments earlier.
"Michelle, baby, you are not yourself. YOu need to go back to sleep." he said trying to steady his voice. Not since puberty had his voice cracked so much and he cleared his throat.
Her gaze never wavered from his though and she stubbornly held her ground. "I want you Danny. Only you. I want you to make love to me. Show me you are real. End this torture for me" she pleaded.
Danny could think of a thousand reasons why this was wrong and only one that was right but the right one definately outweighed the wrong. Abby and Rick were just on the other ond of the house. He had taken a huge risk just coming here tonight. He hadn't even meant for her to see him.He cursed his own inability to stay away from her. He was only going to check onher. Now he was trapped.
In addition to the problem of Rick and Abby, there was the fact that Michelle simply was not well. She probably didn't know what she was saying and only a bastard of the highest magnitude would take advantage of a woman who was not fully comprehensive of her surroundings, much less what she was saying.
He was trying to find a way to difuse this situation when Michelle rached up, put her arms around his neck and kissed him. Her lips were warm and inviting. He had been cold for so long. It would be so easy to let her warmth envelop him and make him human again. He gently pulled away from her kiss."Michelle," he said trying to get himself under control.
I don' think....." he started to say when he felt her tongue tentavely pushing against his lips. It was trying to gain access and his eyes grew wide with shock. His ability to reason was sinking fast. He parted his mouth and allowed her tongue to enter. Their tongues danced in a ritual as old as time and Danny found himself quickly approaching the point of no return.
WIth much more force than he intended, he pushed Michelle away. If he didn't get out of here right now.......
She was looking at him with such a hurt expression that Danny felt his resolve slipping again.
Michelle continued to stare at him and then Danny saw the first tear slide down her cheek. He followed the trail with his eyes as the tear made its way down her cheek to where it disappeared under her chin.
"Don't you want me?" Michelle said in a voice that completely undid him. Daniel Santos, scurge of Springfield, whose name was synonomous with ruthlessness and cruelty, was completely rendered helpless by her heartbroken plea and one single tear.
He reached out and gently took her in his arms. He held her. God she gelt so good against him but his flimsy scrap of silk that she called a nightgown wasn't helping matters any. It certainly wasn't helping the part of him that wanted this to continue. It was hard to believe he could have an erection now while Michelle was so sick, but he did and it was a hell of one. He felt as if it were carved out of stone. He had to control himself at all costs. Now was not the time or the place for them to make love for the first time but if he didn't keep himself in check, that was exactly what they would be doing.
He pulled slightly away so he could look at her. She was staring at him with trusting brown eyes.
"Listen Michelle" Danny began "I do want you. I want you so bad that I can hardly stand being here with you and not having you, but sweetheart, you are sick. You don't know what you are saying" he tried to explain.
"I do know what I am saying. It's the same thing I say to you every night when you come to me in these dreams, right before you go away. You're not real and I am never going to see you again" she said as she began to cry huge loud sobs that shook her body. "You are gone forever and we are annulled and......." she couldn't continue. The sobs that racked her body were too powerful.
What the hell was she talking about? Anulled? They were not annulled. She was just dilerious again. Somehow he had to get her to calm down. Her upsetting herself was not good for her health not to mention his. If big brother Rick heard her sobs and came to investigate and found him in her bedroom...well....it wouldn't be pretty.
He began to stroke her back in a soothing motion intent to calm Michelle. Her sobs began to subside until they were reduced to sniffling noises made against his chest. His hands of their own volition, began to move into her hair. Her beautiful, silky hair. She lifted her head up and looked at him. Michelle Bauer, her nose and puffy from crying, dehydrated and her hair all in disarray was still the most beautiful sight he had ever seen.
"Danny" she pleaded and lifted her mouth to his.
God, please God, Danny pleaded, help me not to do this. But God must have been busy yet again because he did not hear Danny Santos earnest cries.
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Gently, as if she were a fine piece of porcelain, he laid her back on the bed. He had shrugged out of his jacket earlier when she had been kissing him so passionately. Her hands fumbled as they attempted to undo his buttons of his shirt. Finally with a little help from his, the buttons were undone. She spread the shirt open to run her hands across his chest. He shuddered against her touch. Her hands on him felt so good as they explored his chest. She was staring at him so intensely, right into his soul. She took her hands off of his chest and put them on the shoulder straps of her gown. She slid them down her slender arms. His gaze followed her hands as they lowered the bodice of her gown down to her waist.
Danny's swift intake of breath was the only sound in the room. God, she was beautiful. There was no turning back now. He brought his shaking hands to her shoulders and rubbed where her gown straps had previously been. He leaned over and placed kisses on her shoulder and down her arms.
Michelle's arms reached out and finished taking his shirt off. She leaned into him and splayed her arms across his back and massaged the nuscles she found there. That brought her breasts in direct contact with his chest. Following instincts she had not known she possessed, she rubbed her breasts across his smooth chest. The sensation nearly knocked Danny to his knees.
Danny muttered an oath that Michelle couldn't make out. Her hands changed direction and came around to his front. They touched his stomach and followed the arrow of black hair that disappeared beneath his belt buckle. She rubbed the back of her hand against the soft pelt.
Danny nearly jumped out of his skin at her touch. He was already getting close to embarrasing himself. Her shy touch was going to be the end of him.
He grabbed her hands and brought them to his mouth and kissed them. "Your touch feels so good Michelle but I dont think I can control myself much longer with you touching me like that" he explained.
Michelle gave him a shy smile that suddenly turned wicked. She pulled her hands out of his and went for his belt buckle. The jingle of the buckle echoed throughout the room and Danny felt sure the entire town of Springfield could hear it.
His blood was on fire and his heart was pounding so fast he thought it would burst out of his chest. He had never felt like this.....ever. NOt only would this be Danny Santos's first time to make love to his wife, but it would be the first time he had ever made love period.
He watched her hands as she unlatched the buckle and pulled his zipper down. Inch by agonizing inch, until it was all the way down. Michelle could see the outline of his arousal against his gray boxers. It was bery big and it was very hard. She reached out and traced a fingertip against the boxer and traced the outline all the way down.
Danny had reached his limit. He pushed his jeans, along with his boxers down to his knees and knelt over Michelle. He lifted her gown up to her waist and exposed her femininity.
God, oh God, he thought, Please forgive me as he sank into the warmth that awaited him.
Michelle's body fit him perfectly and welcome him completely. Never had anything been so perfect. The beauty of it was beyond words. Soon the end came for them both and Danny shuddered above the woman he loved more than his own life and emptied his soul as well as his seed into her.
When Danny could catch his breath, he gently moved off of Michelle and lay by her side. She was glowing. He knew that sounded corney but there was no other way to describe her expression. He put his arm around her and held her. Just for a minute, he said to himself, just for a minute. He needed to go before he gave in to his urge to make love to her again.
He took her gown straps and bodice and replaced them on her. She was so thin. She had always been thin but now she looked downright skeletal. He had been so rough with her the last few minutes before he went over the edge. He hadn't been able to help himself. She had wrapped her legs around his hips and had moaned his name and some uncontrollable force had just taken over. He was overcome with his need to be with her in the most primitive of ways. Her nails had raked down his back and he had felt her body convulse and then there was no question of him stopping. He had pushed himself into her so completely that you couldnt tell where she began and he ended.
He saw the red marks across her breasts where his mouth had been.He should have been more careful. She looked almost breakable and he had been as rough with her and if she had been a two dollar hooker.
He looked dwon at himself. He was still half aroused. He hadn't even gotten his pants all the way down. He was thoroughly disgusted with himself for the way he had taken Michelle, the love of his life, his wife.
Something she had said earlier about being annulled popped into his mind. SHe had been delerious he knew but she had said that they were annulled. Michelle thought they were annulled. What made her think that he wondered but realized it was a moot point because there was no way they would be annulled, not after what they had just done.
Feeling like the heel he was, he got out of bed and got dressed. He went to the bathroom and got a washcloth and gently washed away the evidence of their lovemaking. He loved her so much and he watched her sleep for a moment longer. He bent down to kiss her goodbye. "I promise" he whispered. "I promise we will be together again. Just give me time" He turned to leave and heard Michelle stir in her sleep. He pulled the covers on her and he heard her murmer his name.
He had to go now before he wouldnt be able to leave. Summoning all the stregnth he possessed, he opened the window from which he entered and snuck out and let the darkness claim him.
Michelle woke with a start. Danny??? she wondered. No, he was not here. He had left her again as he had done so many times before and as she had done so many times before, cried into her pillow until she fell asleep.