Revelation of beauty

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This is my first please be dont burn me...

The charecters and the plot its mine and my own. If you'd like to borrow Nick or Kiya, its most likely I'll be flattered and say yes...but please ask first.

Judging on the reaction to this story I may write another chapter and even another story.

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Revelation of Beauty
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The Ex army officer looked down at the beaten woman before him, her boyfriend had gone mad and started beating her in the middle of the local store but had gotten away before he could be arrested. She was all patched up now, sprained arm in a sling and a nasty blow to the head was the only damage. She had been lucky. He sighed to himself. This wasn’t the first time this had happened, last time he’d seen this woman she’d had knife wounds but she would refuse to confirm or deny it was him.

“Cathy, is there any one you can stay with?” The Police officer asked softly.
“She can stay with me” Nick said from behind her.
“Nick! I cant impose” She said softly turning to look at him causing Nick to smile.
”what it’s a sleep over” He said with a wink doing his best to cheer her up. “its what friends do. Just like after that pub crawl through Manchester, When you fell asleep in the hotel cupboard and had every one searching for you the next morning!”
He smiled when he succeeded when she let out a small giggle. He wrapped one arm around her, gentle calming and soothing. He’d never seen her cry in public but this wasn’t the first time this had happened or the first time the police had called him because she had been attacked by her boyfriend but he could never persuade her to leave and he couldn’t beat up Ian because he risked loosing Kiya.
“come on you, lets go home.” Nick whispered and kissed the top of her head. “I think I still have some of your clothes”

Together they walked to the car. He opened her door and let her get in before closing it and getting in on his side. He drove home, he didn’t turn on the radio, just listening to the low purr of the engine. He glanced over to her and saw her staring out of the window and watching the white washed scenery drift past.

He then fixed his eyes on the road ahead, his windscreen wipers working to push the fresh falling snow off the windows. What would usually take him an hour to get home from the hospital took two hours and Kiya had fallen asleep under the heat of the cars central heating and her own exhaustion.
He stopped outside his house and clicked the button for the garage parked inside and shut the garage door. He got out of the car, and walked to the door that connected his home to his garage, unlocked it and walked it inside leaving Kiya sleeping in the car. He picked up a large warm fleece blanket and walked back out and opened the car door and wrapping the blanket around her he picked her up, closing the door of the car and clicking on the central locking and alarm before going into the house and kicking the door shut behind me, He didn’t start walking until heard the faint slick of the lock connecting behind him.

He lay her on his bed all wrapped up on the fleece and pulled off her shoes and socks and left her to sleep. He meanwhile had a shower, some thing to relax him before another night on the sofa. He got out of the shower and turned it off and began drying himself off when he heard sobs. Wrapping a towel around his waist he left the bathroom and walked the short hall way to his bed room, she was curled up on the bed crying.

Sitting beside her he gently pulled her into a hug, her head resting on his naked torso. She cried and he let her, until she had nothing left in her to cry.

“this is the last time” she whispered. “I promise you this is the last time”
This was the first time she had promised, he gently smoothed away her tears “you can live here until you get on your feet”
”I don’t want to be a burden” she whispered again. He sighed and kissed her forehead.

”again with the burden bullshit, come on how often is it that I have a beautiful, talented, funny and special woman walking around my house, eating meals with me?” he asked she let out a snort of disbelief.

“You don’t believe me?”
”you kidding I’m a monster”
”did Ian tell you this” he asked scowling. A slight nod of admittance caused an irritated sigh.

”You are not a monster. He’s a monster, even if you were a monster you’re a very sexy monster”

”He was my first, my only… my whole world… what am I going to do” She asked suddenly.

”you say fuck him and date me instead” He said jokingly but deep down that’s what he wanted.

”No you deserve better” She said not looking up.

“I don’t want better, I want you… I’ve wanted you since we were fifteen before I went into the army and now ten years later I still want you, hell I need you. I need to hear your voice every day, communicate with you some how, every night I wondered what it would be like to sleep beside you, to sleep with you… to feel you buck and moan in pleasure at the things I’d do to you” He said words so honest they hurt to say and left him feeling insecure, naked and under her scrutiny.

Finally those green eyes met with his deep brown ones, surprise, desire and uncertainty lingered in those green pools. Nick’s lips crashed down onto hers, his hand tangling in her fiery red hair when she responded but he could still feel her uncertainty.

he knew what was bothering her, its not that she didn’t want him its that she felt she wasn’t good enough for him. He knew he was going to have to pull some thing spectacular to get her to forget the idea’s that bastard had planted in her mind.

”go have a shower, I’ll make you food and F.Y.I I’m not sleeping on the couch tonight, tonight, I am sharing my bed with a beautiful woman.”

she blinked and suddenly he couldn’t read her emotions but silently she obeyed. He walked to the kitchen and threw together a quick meal, the left over spaghetti Bolognese he’d made for dinner and didn’t get around to eating, heated up and fresh pasta. He lit some candles and put out some fruit juices and Pepsi, the last thing they needed was alcohol.

She came out the shower and found out that he had left clothes out for her, A pair of baggy jeans and a tight t-shirt. She dressed slowly, she had no idea what her friend had in mind but she was willing to see what he had in mind because she loved him as her friend and maybe it could develop into more. Couldn’t it?

She walked out the jeans hanging dangerously low on her slender hips as she walked in the small dinning room. He was putting knives and forks on the table and she studied his tanned and toned physique. He stood at a total of six foot three and was regularly down the gym, keeping the army boy look. Black hair that never seemed to be tidy unless caked down by gel, his skin was dark with a natural tan from training so many days under the hot sun. Then there was those eyes, deep brown, some times she felt as though she could drown in them, her mother had said that Nick had kind eyes and Kiya agreed.
”Take a seat” he said looking out “dinner is just about to be served.”

They ate, chatting merrily and Kiya found herself relaxing and enjoying the food, his company and the fruit cocktail drink he had made her, Passion fruit, pomegranate and orange juice- all of it squeeze from the fresh fruits. She could see the shells, and peel from where she sat.

After the meal they had washed up together and tidied the kitchen. He blew out the candles and carefully lead her to his room. He turned on only two lights, the bed side lamps.
”wait” she said softly.

”if the word monster comes out of your mouth I’m going to sleep on the sofa” he whispered and she fell quiet hiding her face in shame.
He pulled her in front of the antique full length mirror that his Gran had left him and he hadn’t had the heart to get rid off and turned her to face it.

“I don’t see a monster there do you” it wasn’t a question she knew, so she didn’t answer. “That’s the woman I love…. As my friend…and more if she’ll let me…the things that made me fall for you” his voice was low as he whispered in her ear his lips caressing and teasing the skin there. “The way the light plays on your hair when its wet or dry making it seem alive like fire. “ his hand ran over her hair lightly then to her forehead.

”those lines you get on your forehead when your confused are cute too…your eyes… those beautiful green eyes, when you look at me you make my blood boil, you make me feel like the only man in the world when your eyes are fixed on mine… you nose with those freckles that smatter over it… I want to kiss every one…. Your lips… those red…full inviting lips… that beg to be kissed” she smiled a little at this her eyes fixed on his thump that brushed over her lips, tracing the path he spoke of. “that smile that makes my stomach flip and my heart skip and beat. Your slender neck that holds your head so high and proud” he whispered running his thumb over it causing her to shiver then followed by his lips.

He gently tugged her t-shirt over her head and cupped her breasts through the thin material of her bra. He ran his thumbs over her nipples caressing and teasing them.

”how I’ve longed to do this… perfect breasts covered in those freckles that I adore… not to big not to small… just perfect” she groaned as his caresses started getting to them and closed her eyes.
”keep your eyes open” he whispered as his hands travelled lower over her stomach, smoothing and teasing the skin there. He slowly unbuttoned her jeans and let them fall to the floor. “there is nothing monstrous about you…. You are perfect to me…. And if you’re a monster I want to be a monster too”

He gently pushed her panties down then slowly unhooked her bra so that they joined the rest of her clothes but she found herself totally aroused by the look in his eyes that she could see in the reflection of the mirror.

“you are… more than beautiful…” he whispered parting her legs slightly and slowly run a finger along her slit, once, twice, three times all slowly and at his leisure before slowly toying with her clit. She could feel herself panting under his expert touch, she even thought she might have moaned.

“look at your eyes in the mirror” he whispered kissing her next as he slipped a finger into her. She stopped watching his fingers working on her and slowly let her eyes travel the length of her reflection the mirror to see her eyes, they were half lidded and sparkled in the low light, her hair was shining too, her lips slightly parted shuddering with each breath and for the first time in a long time she thought and felt beautiful. Soon her eyes were dragged away from her own reflection to the reflection of his, his eyes never left her reflection as he kissed and nibbled and made her hips go weak as he fucked her with his fingers.

His eyes burned with passion, desire, need and want but also love. He saw the change in her and picked her up and lay her on the bed, then pulled his shirt off and she reached up to help him with his jeans and pants. Socks and shoes went with them and he settled himself over her and wriggled her up the bed before kissing her lips her jaw line and down her neck before slowly kissing his way down her body.
He reached her clit and alternated between sucking hard, blowing and flicking it with his tongue as his fingers pumped in and out of her.
Her hands flew to his head, her nails scraping his scalp as she arched into the contact. She came with a soft cry that went straight to his head. He let her ride out his orgasm before rolling to his side. He didn’t want to rush her so he took his cock in his hand and began stroking himself. He could feel her eyes on him, burning him with her gaze. He felt her move and she was leaning over to the bed side table rummaging around in the draw, he heard a small tear before she rolled back and put the condom on for him.

”are you sure?” nick managed to pant out as she stroked him. She kissed him hard and pulled him on top of her spreading her legs for him. He slowly eased himself inside her and she wrapped her arms and legs around him. He slowly began to move keeping the pace so it was torturous. He finally sped up when he began bucking her hips and moaning into their kissed. He kissed her neck, his hands on her hips as their speed picked up.

The only noise in the room was the slapping of skin, their moans and ragged breathing and the plaintiff squeak of his bed. Her nails raked over his back and she came with a scream that was muffled by his lips, he thrust into her a final few times before following her over that brink. Still panting and kissing they lay in each others embrace coming down from their climaxes.

Slowly he pulled out of her and rolled on his back and pulled her to him. He rolled and hit the switches for the lamps and the light from the room faded away leaving them in darkness but in the safe embrace of their lover. After their bodies cooled Nick manoeuvred them both under the thick duvet. They fell asleep in the warm embrace of each others arms and Kiya fell asleep feeling safe, warm and totally satisfied.