MOONLIGHT, BOOT STRINGS, AND
SIEGES OF THE HEART
BY: ROGUE DOLL
I'm laying here in bed, wondering what happen to me. I watched the
moon light play on the sheets. I hear the door latch. Her soft
voice mingling with Dukes. He tells her I'm in my room, but he was
to send her in. She'll be tired, just getting off her second shift
in the control room. I've waited for this too long I can't turn back
now. I've laid all the ground work, it's taken me four years. Four
years of planning and practice.
Four years! Some who know me would ask incredulously. If you know me
you would stare mouth wide at that thought. I'm a man who gets what
he wants, very quickly. I never had to wait for a woman they just
fall into my lab. Not this one, well the only reason she hasn't is
because I didn't want her too. I wanted to know that her favorite
food is sushi. She loves the color purple, and Bon Jovi, though I
would be louthed to admit it.
Another thing that gets people, I'm jealous. I have never been
jealous in my life. Could care less women are a dime a dozen. But
here I am Jealous over the fact that this girl has her own fan club.
I'm serious there is a fan club for her, not official or anything but
still… I worry she'd go out with one of them not me. I want her so
bad I ache…
She calls to me through the darkness of the room, I won't answer yet,
I restrain myself. I just want to look at her beauty. She's dressed
in her normal work clothes. Even in them she takes my breath away.
I've always thought that green fatigues on a woman were not the most
flattering, but on her, god…
It simple to tell you how I feel. To tell you that with out her I
would be a mess My temper would have the best of me, the bottle would
have swallowed me whole. The nightmares would haunt me. But how do
I tell her?
How do I tell her what is written on my heart. What if she
turns against me; stone cold. What if… So many variables, this
isn't a well place siege, I have more to lose this way. I could lose
my heart. Either way my heart is hers… But if…
I hear he voice again. Soft and sweet, Ireland is in there
her voice her green eyes. She tells me she got my note. I act dumb
I don't know what she means, I didn't leave a note. She looks at me
even in the moonlight I can tell she knows I'm lying. I realize it's
now or never. I know the signs. I know she wants me.. Just a little
push. I rise from bed the covers slipping from me. I should tell
you I am a vain man I work hard for my physique. It helps in the
line of work I do, to be strong and active. I digress. Her eyes get
big bigger then normal if possible. I'm scared if only for a second I
wait for the slap. Instead, I see desire glaze those eyes. I growl
as my mouth descends hers, with all the passion I have. Ever heard
of kissing someone senseless? That's what I do. Finally I break
away, `How' I ask her.
She tilts her head to one side, questions in her eyes. Truthfully it
was all I could do to take my eyes off her lips. Finally I found my
voice.. "How did you wrap you heart around mine? How did you leave me
stripped? Everything I am now is because of you."
She says nothing just looks at me green eyes considering the
question. She won't answer me for the questions don't need her
response. I realize then that I hate that she knew it all along. I
begin to fell naked under her stare. I want to run and cover not my
body, but my soul. God, when did she become the one in control?
She looks at me the desire in her eyes evident. One look and
I'm her slave. I tell her as much. I know she will use none of this
against me. That's not her style, no she gets you deeper. She's
one of those that's a master of cut downs but she never uses my
weaknesses (only the obvious ones) against me. My hands tremble as I
reach for her. She kisses me again, I unbutton her shirt. She
reaches for me as I slip her shirt of her shoulders. I break away,
falling to my knees. Untying her boots I slip them off. My hands
run up her legs to her belt were I unbuckle it. I let her pants fall
down my head bends down as I kiss her downy curls. My mouth makes
way to her essence….
"ATTENTION ALL JOES TO BREIFING ROOM ASAP"
I wake up in a sweat. I am so hard that I feel it will break. I
drag my self up hearing Duke mumbling about coffee and what the hell
is going on and how come he hadn't been notified. I sigh to my self.
I know the answer to the question I have been wrestling with. Dreams
do that. Open the gate to your heart and soul.
"Come on Flint." Duke yells to me.
I get dressed. Cursing my heart. Cursing the fact that I'm in love.
Not with anyone but with her. The one woman that it would actually
be good with. Hell if she can put up with me… She has seen the best
of me and the worst of me. She has seen my lapses of Judgments on
the battlefield, and the times that I eat shoe. I yank my boots on.
Today is the day. The colors are being lowered. For the last and
finally time. You'd think they would let us sleep in. For once give
us a break. But nooo. I hear Duke talking about taking Beachhead
outside and shooting him. I might help him hide the body. I begin
searching my room for my beret. After scouring the room five times I
found it where I put it the night before, where I put it every
night. I sigh. It hits me then, what's a guy to do when, they find
out their in love? But not in love with any one in particular. But
their teammate, lover and best friend? Simple, suck it up, tighten
those boot strings, and look the enemy dead in the eyes, and give
them a big ole fashion Yo Joe kiss!
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