Roswell Fanatics

Tyler

"You... it's always been you." Sabrina says, and I don't know if it's the look in her eyes, or perhaps the stress level, but I ignore everything she says afterwards, instead moving towards her. She proved my suspicions correct, and for that I'm grateful. I was hoping she wouldn't say it was someone else.

Her mouth keeps moving, but I'm deaf to her muttered apologies, probably figuring she's embarrassed me. Leaning in, I kiss her, my body finally taking over and doing what it's wanted to do all night.

~Sabrina~

Before I know what's happening I suddenly feel Tyler's lips on mine and I sigh against his lips, responding. I can't believe he's kissing me or that I'm actually kissing him back. I can't believe that he's not laughing at me or just trying to assure me that everything's fine. I close my eyes as I bring a hand up behind his neck and simply let myself get lost in the sensations.

It feels amazing, like I'm soaring over millions of stars or floating on the ocean. Maybe more, walking on water. After several long enjoyable moments, I draw back and simply look at him, unable to stop the smile that lifts my lips. "Did... does that mean... you feel the... the same?" I ask, unable to get my mind around the fact that he just kissed me! I just had my first real kiss with the guy I have always dreamed of.

Yet, part of me needs to hear what he says.

~Maria~


Michael wraps his arms around me and holds me close as he kisses me gently before telling me, "I missed the sound of your voice; you didn't call for a long time, I got worried."

I snuggled into his embrace as I wrapped my arms around him, "I wanted to surprise you so I worked double to get things set so I'd have a few months to spend with my family. Two records have been produced and are ready for a timed release and other then a benefit gig that my agent asked me about, I'm clear. Though, I told my agent that I'd discuss it with my family because it's Christmas Eve and I won't take time from you or the kids."

I lift my hands and run them through his hair. "I love you, Michael. I hope that my career hasn't caused things to be too strained. I've missed you and thought of you every second I was away." I smile as I look into his eyes. "I hope husband of mine, that we are going to have plenty of chances to make up for lost time, including starting tonight. I want to make love to you."

Tyler

"Did... does that mean... you feel the... the same?" She asks, and I know she's still anxious. I can't rid myself of the feel of her lips, but I answer just the same, confirming her question.

"Yes." With that, I move forward, gently pushing Sabrina's back against the wall of the building, kissing her again. Kissing her makes me feel relaxed, and better than I've ever felt. My eyes shut, I can't help but think they're open when I'm bombarded with thoughts accompanied by images, that seem as though they are coming from Sabrina.

"What...was that?" I ask breathlessly, pulling away.

~Sabrina~


"Yes." He says and I smile, feeling overwhelmed with everything that I feel. I don't resist, or have any reason to resist as he pushes me back against the wall gently. He's kissing me again when suddenly I feel so much. I remember the times I've watched him from afar, felt as though he was unreachable.

I can't help but think that I've never felt so fabulous, so at ease and wanted. He feels the same about me as I do him. He makes me feel so wonderful and I lift my arms to wrap around his neck as I respond eagerly to the kiss.

Suddenly, there are images flashing through my mind and I can somehow tell that it's from Tyler. He's watching me in different situations, seeing me in a way I'd never seen myself. Some of the times I saw and remembered were times where I'd been glancing away nervously.

I can't believe he sees me that way. I think to myself a moment before he pulls away.

"What...was that?" He asks and I look at him with surprise.

"I'm not really... sure." I look at him feeling amazed as I send a brief thought to my brother.

Erik, are you and Christina alright? Tyler and I are... well I don't know... really...

"How much time have we wasted, Tyler? I... never thought you could... I mean... I'm the wallflower... and you... well... you are the popular and sought after guy..." I sigh as I look at him allowing myself to show with my expression exactly how I feel. "Where... umm... do we go from here?"

Tyler

"I'm not really... sure." She says, which makes me sure she's seen the same images I did, except maybe something from my head. I honestly hope it isn't something embarrassing.

In the images I saw, many of them were of me; eating with friends, walking to my classes, playing sports, sitting alone reading...but in all of them, I could feel what she was feeling when she looked at me. It was amazing.

She goes on, explaining how she's always been the wallflower, and me the jock, and it feels oddly like a movie. But a pleasant one. "Where... umm... do we go from here?"

"Well, since none of that jock/wallflower stuff matters to me, um, Sabrina Whitman, would you like to uh, go out with me?" I ask, surprisingly calm. What happened to not needing anyone? Well apparently my mind doesn't agree with itself. And I'm not complaining.

ooc: Just a reminder...I won't be on the net at all tomorrow cuz I'll be traveling all day and I'll probably be too pooped to do much else. But I'll try to update sometime on Wed...
Oh, and Yay! Storm has managed to post *cheerleader jump*

*Erik*

"To be honest, I would kiss you right now, but I don't want to start a color thing again...so I can't prove the point that I'm having a good time that way."

I look at her confused. Why would me turning into swirl-man have anything to do with her kissing me? She laughs but quickly stiffles it with her hand.

I reach up and pull it away. "I want to kiss you. Besides..." I start as I lean slowly toward her. "It was you that stopped it from continuing." I finish just as my lips touch hers. I make it a slow and lingering kiss, one that I hope she feels all the way to her toes. I want to show her that it was not her that did this to me. That is was me and my own body that threw me into this pain.

'Erik, are you and Christina alright? Tyler and I are... well I don't know... really... ' I hear Bre in my head. I had heard her earlier but had been unable to respond, then as my pain had eased, I...well, sort of forgot about my sister. How much of a selfish brat could I be? I can't believe I actually forgot about her....but then again, I have this goddess sitting in my arms.

I pull back and smile when I see the desire that etched Christina's face, her eyes closed and lips swollen from our kiss. I glance down and see that my hand is once more normal and I no longer feel the pain at all.

'Yeah, we are fine....now.' I answer my sister to ease her mind, I'm sure she's going out of her mind with worry over me. But what was this thing about Tyler??? 'We'll be out in a few. We definately need to talk.'

"Look." I say catching Christina's attention. She slowly opens her eyes as I raise my hand to her. "All better thanks to you." I smile. "I think we need to go back out. Apparently there's something up with my sister and your brother."

I stand and help her up and lead the way toward the door. Before I open it, I turn and gather her again in my arms.

"Thank you Christina. Thank you for being here for me. "

~~~~~AMY~~~~~
He brings his hands up to my cheeks...and then breaks away again. I frown slightly.
"This is... much better than cigarettes,"
I giggle quietly.
"Is there any chance we can do this every time I get stressed?"
I smile. "If your a good boy I don't see why not" I whisper huskily.
He kisses me again, his tongue wanting entrance. I gladly gave it, wrapping my arms around him. I lean into him, pushing him to the wall.
He laughs.
Oh God...did I do something wrong?
I stop and look at him.
"When did you become so... forward?" he asks as he strokes my back.
"It's not like you." he says before kissing me again.
"But I like it."
I smile. "Well...its hard to be...nervous when Im...kissing you...Your just to...irresistable" I murmur as we kiss.

LILY

"Let's dance and we'll talk."

A tingle of anticipation runs down my spine as James leads me onto the dance floor. In the immortal words of The Doors, 'The time to hesitate is through.' This is it. This is my chance with James.

The dance floor is crowded with people but they all seem to melt away as I pull James closer to me, molding our bodies together and lose myself in the music and him. The music pumps wildly from the speakers and I sway my hips to the beat. I’ve always loved dancing but dancing with James is something else all together.

Talking is overrated, the thought occurs to me as I look up at James. I’ve never been a big talker, I’ve always allowed my actions to speak for me but something prevents me from leaning up and kissing James. I don’t know what it is, maybe it’s the fear of rejection.

“Are you going to kiss me or what?” I ask, raising an eyebrow.

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"Well... it's hard to be... nervous when I'm... kissing you... You're just to...irresistible," She said between kisses. I groaned.

"You think I'm irresistible?" I asked running my hands over her back. "I don't even think I could stop kissing you right now." I was about to return my lips to hers when I heard the door we'd previously exit bang open. I was about to yell at whoever it was to go away when I heard sniffling. A second later Laura appeared around the corner, looking distraught, tears making a path down her face.

"Laura... What happened?" I asked immediately as i pulled away from Amy, my protective big brother tendencies getting the better of me.

Laura shook her head. "Nothing, it's Tyler... and Sabrina..." She drifted off and I sighed. I'd known she'd liked Tyler, and I'd also known that Tyler had liked to make goo-goo eyes at Sabrina. Why hadn't I seen this coming?

"I'll kill him," I said shortly, seeing red at the thought of that jerk hurting my baby sister. I started to walk away, but she put a panicked hand on my shoulder.

"No! Don't Oliver... it's not his fault that I like him. It's not his fault that he doesn't like me." She whispered urgently. I clenched my teeth, but turned back around to face her.

"Sorry I interrupted, I'm just going to go..." She said sadly.

"No, you can't just leave," I said, sending Amy a distressed look. If any would be able to help my sister, it would be her.