Listen To You Breathe

I am hanging on every word you say

And even if you don't want to speak tonight

That's alright, alright with me

'Coz I want nothing more than to

Sit outside Heaven's door and listen to you breathing

Is where I want to be, yeah... Where I want to be

And she had wanted him.

That had always been her problem, hadn't it?

But the girl was unable to hide her smile as he stepped through the smoke filled room, clad in loose fitting black jeans, a black, long sleeved t-shirt sitting perfectly on his body, the finely toned shape of his chest protuding slightly from beneath it, his hands tucked in his pockets and he walked casually through the bar. His locks of blue and green hair pulled back into a tiny ponytail that was tucked into the elastic holding it like a loose bun that swayed slightly over the black scarf he had knotted neatly around his head. The loose, shorter strands at the front of it falling slightly into his face, partially hiding his eyes as he scanned the crowd as he moved. His jaw protuding slightly, the crafted lines of his beard giving a more definted set to it. His lips, somewhat pouty, but still fine, were curled into a slight smile, his face aglow with the kind of buzz you only get in a room full of people all out for one thing...

And enjoy he would if she had any say in it.

Moving seductively on the dance floor, she turned from the random stranger who had taken a place beside her, his wandering hands suddenly unwelcome, her attentions all the man's that moved by the dance floor only a few feet from her as he followed closely behind the lucious red head in front of him, her hands wrapped in those of a slightly thicker set, darker haired man. His older brother, almost as finely crafted as he was, but missing that... That...

A wicked smile touched her face.

That dark spark she could see lurking there in him.

"Hey Baby... Don't you want to play anymore?" The tall blonde by her side breathed in her ear, pulling her back against him.

She turned, "I want to play," she shook her head defiantly, "But not with you."

Glancing back over her shoulder, she could make him out, nearing where she danced as he zig zagged through the bar's patron's in search of a table.

It was now or never.

The girl stepped away from the man beside her, moving quickly, elegantly through the crowd, only barely managing to dart a hand out to grab the man as he moved to step past her. Her hand locked around his wrist and he whirled, their eyes locking. His hazel eyes, tinged with a delicious shade of green, sparkled defensively for all of two seconds before he took her in, his eyes wandering over her from head to toe. Aware of his roaming gaze, she planted her free hand on her waist, posing as sultry as she could. "Dance with me," was her softly spoken command.

"Do I know you?" He asked, a pleased smirk on his handsome face.

She grinned, stepping a little closer to him, her smile knowing, "Well if you don't..." She breathed seductively, "You will."

The melodious sound of her sweet voice, its fine tones only thinly discuising her desires, brought a smile to his lips and her grin only deepened.

Her eyes swept over his older brother, and the slightest hint of uncertainty touched her face. She wanted to be cool, she wanted to be confident. If he walked away from her now, she had not made nearly the impression she was aiming for.

But to her delight, the man shook his head, "Gimme a few, Matt."

His brother nodded moving with the gorgeous girl at his side up the nearest set of steps and to a table just out of sight, leaving them. He turned back to her, his eyes meeting her chocolate orbs, "So... You wanted to dance."

"Among other things," her eyes sparkled mischeviously, "But I'm happy to start off small." She turned, leading him back to where she had been on the dance floor, grateful to see the blonde who had been oogling her had disappeared. She came to a halt and he stopped behind her, but not until his body had pressed gently into hers. She giggled, "You're keen."

"So are you," he leant forward, whispering into her ear, a dark chuckle escaping him as she started to move against him, her ass playfully swirling back against his crotch, her back leaning deeper into his chest, a contented smile taking her when his arms wrapped playfully around her waist. He moved easily with her, not shying away from the sultry moves she spun around him on the dance floor, the contact between their bodies not breaking for a moment, no matter how much the music drove her to move. When she bent down before him, her ass at his crotch, only her head moving as she threw her long, dark hair around, her body leaning into his with more urgency, he laughed, pulling her upright and whirling her to face him. "What are you trying to do to me?"

She leant forward, her breasts pressing into him, the soft, milky white flesh of her chest lingering beneath his chin. His eyes locked on it and she told him straight out, "I'm trying to make you want to fuck me."

Jeff laughed heartily at his, "Baby, you were all over that a long, long time ago."

"Then what are we waiting for?" Her puppy dog brown eyes looked innocently up at his.

He shrugged, "You tell me."

Grinning, the girl leant harder against him, taking his hand. She led it slowly down the soft skin at the base of her throat, over the tiny white boob tube she wore, across her naked, firm stomach, pausing at her leather skirt, "You sure you're up for this?"

A delicious smirk painted his face and he took her free hand, guiding it to the hardened lump in his pants. "What do you think?"

Her reply was a simple grin as she moved his hand to the naked flesh of her thighs. She removed her hand and he paused there, "And?" She stepped forward as much as she could, parting her legs slighlty. He chuckled again, his hand creeping up the inside of his skirt...

Another chuckle, this one warmer, happier than all the rest, broke from him as his fingers met her very naked, very wet mound. "All prepared?"

"I was waiting for you." The girl pressed her full red lips to the base of his throat, kissing softly up his neck to the underneath of his chin, flicking her tongue over his lips when he turned his face down to meet hers. She whispered meaningfully as their eyes met, "I'm always waiting for you."

Knowing filled his eyes as he flicked a finger tenderly over her clit, the girl moaning sharply in response, "I'm sure it won't always be that way."

He kissed her lips lightly, about to deepen the kiss when she told him softly, "And I'm sure it always will be." She nuzzled his chin with her nose, locking a hand over the hard on that was now digging sharply into her leg, "Come on," she spoke in a soft lull, "We don't have long." Reluctantly she moved away from his touch, taking his hand, dampened with her juices, and leading him across the floor. They got to a doorway that said 'staff only,' and without so much as a second thought she opened it, leading them into a slightly darkened hallway. The moment he was through the door, she slammed it behind them, turning and shoving him back into the wall, her hands darting straight to his belt.

"In a hurry, are we?"

She looked up at him, a scowl forming on her face, "It's called making do with the time I have." She tore his belt loose, unzipping his pants, forcing them down to his ankles, boxers and all, her hands skimming up his legs quickly...

Until his hands locked over hers. She stopped, looking up at him. "What?"

"Kalli..." He breathed.

"Don't." The girl shook her head, "Just don't."

Jeff sighed, "If you don't want this to happen anymore..."

She looked away, feeling tears well up in her eyes but blinking them back. "Shut up, Hardy." She looked up when she felt confident her face was a mask to hide her pain again, "I just want to fuck you."

And though he chuckled at the force in her voice, he knew she wanted more from him than that. He shook the thought away, sitting his hands behind his head and leaning back against the wall cockily, "Well then?"

Despite herself she giggled at the gorgeous look on his face, "Pig..." she murmered before reaching out a hand around his hardened shaft. The moment she touched him he moaned softly, and pleased by the response, she smiled, slowly beginning to pump back and forth before she shuffled forward on her knees, taking the tip of his cock into her mouth and suckling gently, the taste of him far sweeter to her than any lollipop could ever be.

When his moans grew in intensity, his body leaning forward, bucking softly into her, desperate for more, she pulled away for a few seconds, only to completely impale her mouth on his hard shaft, taking him all the way into her, moving with practised skill, easily taking him in and sucking as hard as she could before moving back and repeating the action.

Against the wall, Jeff's hands dropped away from behind his head, his painted nails digging into the peeling paint on the wall, ripping chunks of it out as his legs started to tremble in anticipation, "God... Kalli..."

Pleased with the low murmer of her name, she increased her efforts as much as she could, moving faster and faster on him, the man beginning to buck against her without restraint, content to fuck the hell out of her mouth, and the girl even more content to let him. Her fingertips ran teasingly up and down the inside of his legs, occasionally pausing so she could toy mischeviously with his balls, tormenting him with her touches until eventually he could bare it no more.

Yanking her to her feet, he shoved her roughly back against the wall on the opposite side of the hallway, tearing her tiny leather skirt up around her waist, his fingers creeping inside her folds to find her clit. She moaned softly, somewhat out of breath as he tore her off the ground, guiding her legs around his waist and slamming into her without remorse.

Kalli's arms shot around his waist, the girl balancing precariously as she bounced back and forth from into him and then back into the wall, pain rocking through her back from the concrete wall. But his lips found hers and the pain melted under the heat of the kiss, the girl willingly being thrown about as he pounded at her, the muffled cries that came from under the blanket of their embrace luckily drowned by the volume of the music that filled the bar just on the other side of the door.

At any second, anyone could walk in, and neither one cared.

Jeff for his pleasure, Kalli for her hidden desire for her secret to finally be out.

"Kalli..." Jeff snarled into her neck, biting down on her, the girl crying out in delight as he did so, the man slamming into her one last time as he exploded inside her, filling her to the brim with his hot seed. Overcome by the scolding heat of him, she cried out, throwing her head back, her hair tangling against the battered wall as her orgasm racked her body.

Barely able to stay upright, his knees knocking together in exhaustion, Jeff crumbled into her, squashing her between himself and the wall, and though she ached from the force at both sides of her, she felt perfectly content there, happy to linger there forever. When eventually he let her trembling legs fall away from him, she slumped partially against the wall, opening the eyes she had clenched closed as they had been united, smiling up at him. Panting, she whispered, "Feel better, Hardy?"

He nodded, grinning, "You?"

"Super..." She gently cupped his face with her hands, and he looked down into her brown eyes, "You always take such good care of me, Kalli."

"It's my lot in life," she whispered, tinges of sadness in her voice. When his fingertips roamed softly over her face, she tilted her head into his touch, revelling the attention. "Jeff..." Her voice was as shaky as she was, a flush of nervousness somehow taking over the warmth that still held her body, "You know.. I've been thinking that maybe I could... I mean... If you wanted..." She paused, trying to find the words to tell him she wanted this with him, and more, for the rest of her life.

But the door by them slammed open and Kalli cowered behind Jeff, trying to tear down her skirt to hide her naked lower half, only slightly soothed when she saw it was Matt.

"Jeff, man, move your ass. She's here."

Yanking up his pants, grateful his brother had shown little sign of acknowledgement for his own nakedness, he cursed, "Fuck. Gimme a minute..."

"She's asking after you..."

Again the younger of the two brothers cursed, "Shit. Tell her I went to the bathroom."

Matt nodded, "You got it, but hurry up, okay?" Jeff nodded in return and the elder Hardy stepped back out the door, his eyes skimming over Kalli as she peeked out from behind Jeff, the man only barely acknowledging her as he stepped outside, closing the door, his distaste for her evident.

Straightening himself up, Jeff placed a soft kiss on Kalli's forehead, "How do I look?"

"Beautiful..." She smiled sadly, "As always." He smiled his appreciation of her comment and then turned, reaching for the door handle. "Hey," she whispered, bringing him to a halt. He looked back over his shoulder at her and she asked quietly, nervously, "When am I going to see you again?"

He shrugged, "Not sure. I have no idea when we'll be in town again."

"Oh..." She nodded disappointedly, "Okay." She looked away a second, smoothing her hands over her hair, trying to settle the tangles in the back of it, "You'll call and let me know though, right?"

His soft laugh filled the empty hallway, "Afraid I won't be coming back?"

She laughed at this, trying to be as confident as he always seemed to think she was, "Hell no. I know you can't get enough." The girl stepped forward, gently pushing the blue and green strands of hair in his face back, "There you go. Not so dishevelled."

"Thanks," he wrapped an arm around her waist, leaning down to kiss her hungrily, "I'll see you again soon, Kalli." He smacked her on the ass playfully, "Keep it warm for me."

"Done," she placed one last kiss on his lips before he could move away from her, biting down on her lower lip as he turned away again and walked out the door and back into the crowded bar.

Kalli watched after him, her heart sinking as she slumped, dropping to the floor, hugging her bare legs to her chest. Another night, another lost oppurtunity. Every time he came to town she promised herself she would tell him the true depth of her feelings, she promised herself she would not do this to herself a day longer. This loving and waiting and hoping and praying.

If he wanted to be with her, he would be, and if he didn't...

Then she would slither away into the night and wait for the wounds to heal.

Every time he came near her, every time he touched her, she prayed a time would come when they could be more...

Again the door opened and she looked up, hoping to see Jeff stepping through the door. Instead she found a tall man, dressed all in black save the yellow word 'Security' printed on his jacket. "Miss, you're not supposed to be back here..."

"Yeah, yeah," she sighed, climbing to her feet and moving out past him, back into the smoke filled room of the bar, the music near deafening her. She sighed, glancing around, her eyes finding Jeff out on the dance floor, his arms around the pretty girl she hated with every fibre of her being.

And when she looked at them together, what she saw broke her heart.

He loved that girl, he needed that girl. His perfect hazel-esque eyes would stay locked on hers, his hands would skim over her flesh like she was a rose that needed to be tended to with total love, like she would wither if he was too rough with her, if he treated her too callously. He leant down, kissing her adoringly, his attention all hers, and Kalli turned away.