fic I did for these two (ages ago now, wow!) so the closest to my heart in a way... I hope you guys like it. ^_^Rating:
'G-T' - for suggestiveness. XD;;
Evan more than the Night
“Look, look!” Mary-Lynette suddenly pulled sharply at the collar of her boyfriend’s shirt so he’d look through her telescope. “It’s a comet! Ash!”
Raising his eyebrows in mute amusement the impossibly beautiful young man did as she wished and looked. Too late, the brunette realised her blunder. She’d gotten too excited again; of course Ash didn’t need a telescope to look at a comet. Through his powerful, strong lamia eyes he could see it more than clear enough.
Heck, it looked like a big orange streak to her but he would be able to pick out every spectrum of green, pink or red that it had. Mary-Lynette felt once again, extremely insignificant.
“It’s beautiful,” Ash informed her casually. “I can see the residue of the streak; it’s like millions of beams of light all-hey, Mare, are you okay?”
He rolled over onto his stomach so he could see her better, a movement so quick Mary-Lynette couldn’t help but jump. She smiled thinly and nodded at him.
“I’m good, Ash. Don’t worry about me. Just the usual, you know…”
“Mare…” Ash reached a hand up hesitantly to her face, half-afraid she’d pull away but she leaned her cheek into his palm gently.
He smiled, as she did, at the sparks of electrical tension that erupted from this simple action. They still hadn’t quite gotten used to this bizarre feeling. Being Soulmates was confusing enough without all the added physical stuff. As if they needed any more confirmation that this connection was permanent and unbreakable.
Mary-Lynette sighed now, squeezing Ash’s arm tightly with both hands as he stroked her hair.
“It’s just…not fair,” she said, hating how childish the words sounded.
She was the one who loved the night, who wanted to see the stars so clearly…yet he was the one who was truly a part of it. For Ash Redfern was special. He was a lamia; a pureblood vampire of the Night World. He had talents and powers that she as a human could not even comprehend or dream of having but all she wanted was to have his eyes. Even for one night.
“I’m sorry,” Ash said quietly, not knowing quite what else to say. “If I could, I’d give you everything.”
His voice was low and sad and Mary-Lynette felt a twinge of guilt as she looked up at him. None of this was his fault.
“Thank you,” she smiled warmly at him. She knew that Ash avoided talking about his emotions at the best of times, so for him to come out and say that…
She knew that she was the only one who saw this side of him and that humbled her. Ash truly loved her, she could see that so clearly in his eyes whenever he looked at her that it made her blush. She’d always had to look away at first and that had hurt him. Rejection from your Soulmate caused unbearable pain but Mary-Lynette made it clear to Ash that she wasn’t rejecting him, just her own too-strong feelings towards him.
“I know you would,” she said quietly, grateful for his concern but still feeling a little put out by how easy it was for him and not her to see the true beauty of the night when she wanted to so desperately.
“I love you,” he told her, kissing the inside of her wrist softly and drawing her down to lie beside him. He didn’t touch her anymore than that; he was aware of how short her temper was at such things. But tonight, Mary-Lynette didn’t care.
She curled up beside Ash, slipping her free arm under his and squeezing his hand tightly. He squeezed it back just as tightly, a faint smile on his lips.
Mary-Lynette thought about a lot of things. She thought of seeing the stars up close. Of discovering new galaxies, of watching a supernova from start to finish…but these were all the things she wanted not needed.
Very slowly, so he wouldn’t hear her, she lifted her head from his shoulder and looked at him. Really looked at him. And there it was. The feeling of peace, of happiness so concentrated that her heart ached with the joy of it.
‘I want you the most,’ she thought as she leaned slowly forward and pressed her lips to his. ‘I need you the most.’
Ash sighed into the kiss and his arms tightened around her slightly. Mary-Lynette worried that her blood was tempting him and drew back a little so they parted. His sad, little-boy face was so comical she snorted into his shoulder abruptly.
Ash groaned and she laughed some more. “Sorry, sorry!” she giggled into her palm, trying to muffle it.
“Mare, you killed the mood,” he complained, lifting her face up so he could look her in the eyes.
She pulled her tongue out playfully and grinned up at him, not in the least sorry anymore. It was too much fun winding him up.
He continued to glare at her in mock-anger. Mary-Lynette rolled her eyes and tried to pull away as she realised she was lying on top of him.
“Ash, get over it! You’re such a guy…!”
She struggled against his hold, her cheeks warming from her blush. “Let go!”
“No,” he replied stubbornly, now openly grinning. Her feeble attempts to break away were amusing. “Tell me you love me.”
“Oh, please!” Mary-Lynette rolled her eyes.
“I’m serious,” Ash’s eyes, violet right now in the half-light, were smouldering and intense. Mary-Lynette could feel her heartbeats speeding up and found it hard to look away as easily.
“Ash…” she squirmed uncomfortably, her cheeks flaming now. She closed her eyes. It was just too dangerous to look at him. “You already know I do.”
“It’s nice to hear it,” he shrugged, his finger tracing patterns against the back of her shirt. “Besides, you don’t say it nearly as much as me.”
She punched his shoulder hard. “Not the point!” she exclaimed indignantly.
“Besides,” she added in a low voice. “It’s not like I mean it any less than you do.”
“I know that, Mare.” Ash’s lips were at her ear and Mary-Lynette shivered as he murmured against it. “I’m just saying…I’d like to hear that you do, from time to time.”
“Idiot.” Mary-Lynette grabbed his face and kissed him, longer and deeper and more passionately than she had ever done before. Which was really saying something as she was usually much more reserved and calm compared to him, but then Ash always seemed to bring out many surprising sides to her.
When this kiss ended they were both breathless. Ash blinked up at her, so shocked that he’d momentarily released her and, seizing the chance, Mary-Lynette winked at him and leapt up to pack away her telescope equipment.
She smiled again as, predictably, his arms encircled her waist from behind and he pulled her back against him, kissing her neck fervently. Mary-Lynette squeezed his hands, knowing her own were trembling as much as his.
“I love you,” she told him firmly and distinctly so it couldn’t be missed. “I have always loved you and I will always love you, Ash Redfern. No matter what. I love you.”
Ash was silent, but she could feel him smile against her hair, see the lighting up of his mind. There was very little darkness there now. He’d learnt and sacrificed a lot for her to get there. And soon, she would sacrifice something for him too. Someday. They only had forever…and Mary-Lynette knew what she wanted now, finally.
Yes, the Night World was a cruel, dangerous place filled with darkness…but there was light there too. And love. As long as she had Ash there would always be a light in her life no matter what she was, human or vampire. And that was what truly mattered.