Thread: You came home.... (PandaxMarxistPanda)

RE You came home.... PandaxMarxistPanda Oh the butterflies that were flapping around her stomach right now. She felt herself getting angry at the thought of other women near him... touching him. It sent possessive waves through her, like she had felt in high school when other girls would try to take his time up. So when he said he didn't get along with the women on base, she was glad. It would have killed her to have him come home with some girlfriend in tow, flaunting her military man around. She snapped herself out of those thoughts though, and his comment about her having to keep her students away made her grin. It was true. There were a few 'hot' teachers in the school, and she had qualified as one of them in the students eyes. Although, it got borderline disgusting with how obviously they looked at her, and there were quite a few days she dressed frumpy, so to speak, just to take away anything for them to look at. Oh Rich, it's awful. They look at me like I'm some sort of... I don't know, piece of meat or something. It's so weird... Then there was the silence again, but she welcomed it, staring up at him as she felt her heart beating faster in her chest. What she would have done to be able to move closer to him and wrap her arms around his firm waist, keeping him as close to her as possible. But she couldn't do that. Not yet. Not without knowing how he'd react to her affections. However, she was glad when he brought up taking a walk. Getting some air and going to see their old stomping grounds was kind of exciting. She nodded enthusiastically, slipping by him to get going. Well, not before taking a sip of the whiskey that was soon going to be forgotten about. It stung her throat and made her cough slightly as she put the glass down, only smirking up at him as she headed down onto the lawn. The woods were so peaceful and reminiscent of all the times they had run through there when they were young. She could remember running full speed through the woods, him hollering at her from behind her, the two of them racing to see who could get to the tree house fort. Or all those times their parents would be screaming for them, and they'd take off. Her parents used to always tease her that they'd end up married someday, and that the two of them would eventually be together. How many days had she spent, falling asleep to day dreams of him giving her her first kiss in that tree house, or just telling her how much she meant to him. Those words and actions had never come, and although she had accepted it by this point, reliving those old moments made her wonder if she could really handle the let down of him leaving again. Once the tree house came into view, she froze, amazed at how good it still looked. Not only was it still standingwhich she had doubted, but it looked almost exactly the same. It wasn't the treehouse that made her feel like she was sixteen again, though. It was the grin on Rich's face that sent her back to the middle high school, looking over every single one of his features as he finally moved away to climb the ladder. The way his body moved swiftly up the ladder made her head tilt slightly, her gaze much more intent as she watched the muscles in his arms bulge and contract. In fact, until he peered back down at her, she hadn't even made a move to head up the ladder. Climbing up to the treehouse was slightly more difficult than she had remembered. She made it up halfway alright, but then she started to get tired, and by the time she pulled herself through the cutout, she was out of breath. She pulled herself onto the deck, slowly getting to her feet before following him inside. She was just as surprised as he was, though. It looked incredible, and she slowly wandered away from him towards the other side of their hideaway. It was still plenty large for the rather short woman, who was busy crouching by the bed and running her fingers over the plastic slowly. She sat down onto it, bouncing slightly on the clearly new mattress as she looked up at him. So, who have you been paying to take care of this place for you? It looks amazing. She said with excitement, stretching out onto the bed as she stared up at the ceiling. Dust clung to it lightly, but far less obviously that she would have expected. How many hours had they spent in here together, alone with no one to bother them but each other. She propped herself up on her elbows, looking over at him as she smiled slightly. I can't believe you're the same boy I used to spend every single waking moment with.... She said, obviously beyond happy that they were up here together.