Fan Fiction / Zoids Fan Fiction ❯ Unforgettable ❯ beginnings ( Chapter 10 )

Van was just lying on his bed unable to sleep. He was hardly tired at all and just found himself staring at the ceiling as if it were the most interesting thing in the world. His thoughts were clouded with ideas that he knew he shouldn't be having. Yet he was finding himself incapable of pushing the thoughts out of his head.

 

Fiona was the thought that he couldn't get out of his head. She was the one clouding his thoughts almost every second since they saw each other again and he wished that the thoughts would just leave his head. He was married after all.

 

The sound of his door opening caught his ear and he turned to see Fiona walk into his room wearing a robe. He visibly gulped since the object of his problems was standing in front of him. He knew that he had to talk to her though. “Is there something the matter Fiona?” Van asked seeing her just continuing to stand there.

 

Fiona didn't reply to him. She started to walk towards him again. One of the shoulders of her robe slid off to reveal bare shoulders and gulped again. `Oh crap!' he said feeling himself starting to sweat.

 

Fiona came to a stop to the side of his bed. She kneeled down till she was level with his height. She spoke softly but Van was able to hear it because of his close proximity. “I want you Van,” she spoke before seizing his lips into a kiss.

 

Van was becoming more nervous by the second as this beautiful woman continued to do this to him. He had no idea what he was doing but his hands were moving by themselves towards the knot that was holding the robes together and with one simple tug the came undone and the robe fell off her to reveal her in all her glory.

 

Van just couldn't take his eyes away from the sight before him and the kiss that was being given to him. His arms wrapped around her waist and he tugged her onto the bed and rolled over so that he was on top. He stared down at her with lustful eyes and leaned in for kiss while whispering something. “I still love you Fiona.”

 

*****

 

Van shot up in his bed. He was sweating profusely and his breathing was slightly labored. He looked to his side and was relieved to see that Fiona wasn't there like in his dream. `It was just a dream, that's all that it was,' he told himself but it didn't really make him feel any better.

 

He looked towards his alarm clock next and it told him that it was currently three in the morning. Van fell back on his bed exhausted. Yet he knew that he was not going to be getting anymore sleep for the rest of the night after what he had just dreamed about.

 

Van stood up and walked out of his room and towards the bathroom. He ran some water and then splashed some into his face hoping it would knock some sense into him. He stared at his wet reflection and sighed. “What is wrong with me?” he asked himself quietly.

 

“Van?” Fiona's quiet voice penetrated through the air into his already shocked nerves. He jumped slightly before calming down a little and turning to face her and instantly regretted it. She looked exactly like in his dream just wrapped in a robe but he wasn't sure if she had anything on underneath.

 

He took a deep breath. “Hey Fiona,” he said quietly leaning against the counter for some support. His knees were feeling a bit weak. “What are you doing up Fiona? It's three in the morning,” Van pointed out although he wasn't exactly one to talk since he was also up at this hour as well.

 

“I heard you walking around and I wanted to make sure if you were alright. Everything is alright, isn't it?” Fiona asked looking at Van with her beautiful crimson eyes that Van almost always found himself so lost in.

 

“I am just having a little trouble sleeping. There is nothing to be worried about. You should get back to bed though. It won't help you any to be up at this hour,” Van said giving her a small smile.

 

Fiona just nodded her head and turned to leave before stopping. Turning her head slightly she spoke to Van. “You should also get some sleep too Van. Good night Van,” she said before walking towards her room at a slow pace.

 

Van gave a sigh of relief. When he heard her door shut he walked out of the bathroom as well and towards his room. He reached it and was about to grab the doorknob when he suddenly had second thoughts and turned around to leave. He knew he wasn't going to get any sleep anyways. He figured that he would go for a small walk to try and clear his head even if it was too early in the morning.

 

*****

 

“What's up with you man? You look pretty tired,” Irvine pointed out later that morning when Van reluctantly went to work. He had no wish to but he fell behind a little after his encounter with his wife and Ethan the other day.

 

“I wasn't able to get much sleep. I had a dream that wouldn't seem to allow me any sort of rest last night,” Van said while rubbing his tired eyes. “I am worried Irvine. I'm really starting to screw up my life with all that has been happening to me,” Van said letting out a yawn.

 

“I think you should let this life you have right now screw up, and then you can make a new one with Fiona,” he said intentionally putting a small double meaning into the second part just to tease Van a little. He saw Van blush a little and knew that Van picked up on his words. Strangely enough, he didn't object.

 

“I've been screwing up Irvine. I'm going to be hurting two people that I care for most if I don't find some way to fix this mess I'm in,” Van said looking up at Irvine with his bloodshot eyes. He saw the questioning look in Irvine's eyes. He knew he would regret saying it but he needed to tell someone to get this off his chest. “I kissed Fiona,” he murmured.

 

Irvine was very taken back by Van's sudden confession. He didn't know Van would be that truthful to him about something that serious. “I didn't know you had it in you Van. When'd this happen?” Irvine asked with a smirk on his face.

 

Van decided to just be blunt about this. “The night Fiona came to me for help last week, earlier that day on our way back from our lunch break, and also last night,” Van said recalling all the encounters that they had. He could still remember everything clearly when it happened all of those time, the emotions, and the feel of her lips against his.

 

Now Irvine was really shocked. He had always thought Van had things so together but by the looks of it he was unable to control his actions on what he was doing whenever he was around Fiona. It was clear the guy was still in love with her and considering Fiona broke up with her ex-fiancé after they kissed meant that she was feeling the exact same way. “Wow,” was all that Irvine was able to muster up. He was completely speechless.

 

“I am only setting myself up for a big fall. I'm hurting both of them with my actions. I don't know what I'm going to do,” Van said looking at Irvine. “No, I can't do that Irvine,” Van said before Irvine managed to get what he had planned to say out of his mouth.

 

“All that I'm saying Van is that you should keep that in mind. You are torn to between two people, a wife who probably doesn't even love you and the woman that you love who loves you back. What a hard decision,” Irvine said with sarcasm dripping from his voice.

 

Van was beginning to wonder why he told Irvine this in the first place. Irvine seemed even more determined to make Van break things off with his wife. He wondered what made him and Moonbay hate her so much. “Why do you hate her so much Irvine, what has she done to you? Have you even tried to be friends?” Van asked seriously.

 

“Plenty of times. The problem is that she doesn't want to be friends with us. I also have my own personal reasons as to why I don't like her. Did you know that one time she actually started to throw around accusations for me and Moonbay?” Irvine asked making Van give him a questioning look. “I almost lost my marriage because of that. She didn't even seem to have a care about it afterwards though. She has absolutely no pity towards others. You should see that most since you've lived with her for a while now.”

 

“She couldn't have done that!” Van yelled refusing to face what he knew was the truth within his own heart. “I'm sorry, I shouldn't have shouted like that,” Van said leaning his head back. “I am just so confused, that I don't know what is what anymore,” Van said with a sigh.

 

Irvine grabbed Van's cell phone off of his desk and looked at it closely for a while. “You always know what is open to you when you finally decide what it's that you truly want. You have a chance to be happy again, it has to be your choice though,” Irvine said sliding the phone to Van before standing up and walking out of Van's office and back towards his own.

 

Van looked at the cell phone in front of him. `A chance to be happy? What am I going to do?' he asked himself in a pleading way hoping that something would be able to tell him what it was that he should do.

 

Van growled in frustration and stood up grabbing his cell phone and walked in a rather fast pace out of the office only muttering something to his temporary secretary about taking a break before he left the office. He had an idea but he wasn't sure if it would be a good one.

 

Van left the building a few minutes after his office and immediately got into his car before driving full speed away from the building. He wanted to get away before anyone could stop him because he needed time to think and he knew of the perfect person that could help him. The problem was with all this is that the old man was a little eccentric. Yet wise at the same time.

 

Van drove for a good twenty minutes before he came upon a small building. The building belonged to the eccentric scientist Dr. D. Van had known the old man for many years and the old man also knew Fiona as well even if the old man hadn't seen her for a while.

 

Without even bothering to knock, Van walked into the small lab since Dr. D had given him permission to do so a long time ago. He looked around the small laboratory but the old man was nowhere to be found.

 

Van noticed all of the crazy inventions that Dr. D was working on. Some were strange but other worked really well. After all, Van's company was using a lot of appliances that were made by Dr. D anyways.

 

Van stopped to look at a small appliance even if he had no idea what it was or how it worked. It looked interesting on the outside. He saw a small button on the side of the object and his curiosity got the better of him and he pressed it. A second later he jumped when a loud wailing sound emerge from the object. It nearly dropped out of his hand but he grabbed it and turned the sound off quickly.

 

“This things seems to be more annoying than helpful,” Van said when suddenly a sound caught his ear. It was the sound of snoring and that could only mean that Dr. D was nearby at that moment. Van took another look around before seeing a sleeping figure underneath some appliance he was probably trying to fix.

 

Van walked over to the old man and shook his head with a slight laugh. “Same old Dr. D,” Van said with a laugh. He tried kicking him lightly in the leg but that received him no response at all. Van suddenly remembered the object from before and an evil smirk appeared upon his face.

 

He walked away and returned a moment later with the object in his hand. He kneeled down and pressed the button so the loud wailing filled the room again and smirked when Dr. D awoke with a start and ended up nailing his head on the bottom of the object that he was trying to repair.

 

“Damn it Van. Did you really have to wake me from my sleep in such a harsh way?” Dr. D asked without even having to look at Van. It was an instinct he seemed to have after knowing the young man before him since close to the day that Van was born. He had been a close friend to the Flyheight family for years.

 

“Now where's the fun in that,” Van asked with an amused smirk plastered on his face. Van held out a hand for Dr. D and he took it and Van hoisted him onto his feet while he was rubbing his head with his other hand. “I came to talk to you about something old man,” Van said becoming serious.

 

“What would be the problem this time? Are you having problems with your company, or could it possibly be problems with your wife again?” Dr. D asked knowing that it had to be for one of those two reasons because when Van had a problem with one of those two he would come to him.

 

“I don't feel like wasting time so I will get right down to the point of my visit. Do you remember Fiona old man?” Van asked with all seriousness in his voice showing that he didn't want Dr. D to mess around.

 

“Sure I do. Quite the woman you used to have. Loving, kind to a fault; she would have made a good wife for you if you two hadn't broken up. Now look what you got and what she is compared to Fiona. Why is it that you asked me this Van?” Dr. D asked quirking an eyebrow in Van's direction.

 

“A few weeks back I was told that I would be getting a new secretary and it turned out to be her,” Van said looking away. “Ever since then my entire life seems to have been getting more and more screwed up. I really needed some help so I came to talk to you,” Van said with a sigh.

 

Dr. D knew that he was right. It did sort of have to do with Van's wife. It was because Van could very possibly be having doubts about his marriage to Tiffany. Dr. D knew that he couldn't blame Van for that. It had to be a hard time that he was going through. “What sort of problem would you be having with Fiona there?” he asked although he felt that he knew the answers.

 

“Everything! I'm having thoughts I shouldn't be having since I'm married and I'm doing things that I know for a fact that I shouldn't be doing since I'm married,” Van growled out finding the constant migraine he had been having suddenly come back.

 

“Sounds to me like you are still in love with Fiona. It's no surprise considering how in love the two of you were back then. It would be hard to let go of such feelings,” Dr. D said in a wise tone of voice. “Besides, you two make a much better couple than you and Tiffany,” he said in a funny voice trying to joke around while also telling the truth.

 

Van was growing irritated. Dr. D was only telling him what Irvine was constantly telling him. “No! I can't be in love with Fiona still. I put those feelings behind me a long time ago!” he yelled out of irritation. He felt this feeling deep inside of himself when he said that that told him that he was only lying to himself.

 

“Van you and I both know that this is a serious matter to deal with. You will have to make a choice on what you are going to do about all of this. It may hurt one of them but it will hurt both of them more if you don't attempt to solve it. This is also something you have to decide about, I can only give advice and my own opinion,” Dr. D said taking a seat in a chair with a comfortable sigh.

 

`How can I possibly decide upon this sort of decision?' Van asked himself. “How can I decide upon something like this?” Van asked his thoughts out loud hoping that Dr. D would be able to give him an answer to at least this.

 

“All you need to do is follow your heart and do what you feel is right. Be careful though. The right thing for the wrong reason could be a bad thing. Like just staying with Tiffany because the two of you are married. If there is no love then everything will fail either way and you will end up alone in the end,” Dr. D said seriously.

 

Van knew that he was right. He knew if he would make a decision that he would have to know what he truly wants and what he could see happening in the future with his choice.

 

*****

 

Van came home rather late that night. He was completely exhausted and if it was even more possible, even more confused then when he went to go see Dr. D earlier in the day. He had no idea what sort of decision he was going to be making. His thoughts were mixed with the conflict he was having over the two most important women in his life.

 

Almost as soon as he stepped out of his car, something caught his eyes. It was a figure that was sitting alone on the beach. He knew that it was Fiona but he didn't know what she was doing out there at that time in the night.

 

Van looked at the watch that was on his hand. He saw that the time was actually very close to twelve at night. He was curious as to why Fiona could possibility be out at this time of night. He doubted that it was just to look at the stars so he felt like he just had to find out.

 

Van walked slowly so as to not scare her by coming up to her a little fast. When he was only about three or four feet away from Fiona, he came to a stop and just stared at her as the moonlight reflected off of her figure. “What's up Fiona?” Van asked softly looking up in the direction that she was looking.

 

Fiona just smiled a little but didn't bother looking at Van immediately. “Nothing really. I'm just thinking, that's all,” Fiona said finally looking at Van with that small smile still on her face. Despite all that had happened to her, she still had that constant look of serenity upon her face.

 

Van noticed that Fiona appeared to be deep in thought about something at that moment. He decided to just let it slide and asked her a simple question. “Do you mind if I join you?” he asked indicating a spot next to her.

 

Fiona just shrugged her shoulders. In reality she was very happy that Van did what he did. Ever since their kiss the previous night, she found it hard to sleep and stayed up most of the night contemplating all that had been going on between the two of them. It was all something that she just couldn't understand.

 

Fiona finally looked away from the stars and turned towards Van with a calm look on her face. “Van, can I ask you a question?” she asked looking at him with her beautiful crimson orbs. Van's nod was her signal to continue. “What is it that is going on between the two of us? What is it that we have?” she asked in shaky tone showing her nervousness.

 

Van was a bit taken back by her question but he too had that thought in mind. “I really don't know Fiona. I have gone through that exact same question so many times trying to come up with some sort of answer to all the times that we kissed. Every time I try though, I always come up with the exact same unknown conclusion,” Van said shaking his head with a sigh.

 

Van looked at Fiona after he explained his thoughts to her but what he saw made him worry. She was nervous. She kept fidgeting every once in a while. “What's wrong Fiona? You look a little nervous,” Van stated placing a comfortable hand upon her shoulder.

 

“I'm scared Van,” she said with a slight crack within her recently calm voice. “I know that it's wrong for me to be saying this and I keep trying to tell myself that I can't but it never works. I'm still in love with you Van!” Fiona shouted out the last part before she suddenly burst into tears.

 

Out of all her thinking about them within the last few days, that was the only thing that she had no doubts about. She wished to not be, but she couldn't. She loved him so deeply in the past and even though she did get engaged to someone else, she knew that she never really got over that love that she held for Van.

 

Van was shocked by her sudden confession yet at the same time it didn't surprise him at all. All the same, he found himself unable to respond. His mind and heart were telling him that he needed to say what he knew she needed to hear. She looked so distraught at herself and it hurt him to see her that way.

 

A thought appeared within his head the next second. Everything suddenly seemed so clear to him with that thought. It was a thought that was so wrong, yet so right at the same time. It was something that he knew he could no longer deny to himself or to Fiona. He lightly placed his hand upon her shoulder again and she turned to him with her sad eyes. “I… still love you too Fiona,” he whispered before leaning his head down and taking her lips with his own.

 

Little hesitation was in this kiss unlike the last three that they had. They were sure of what they wanted this time. They showed it through the passion behind their kiss as their tongues battled for dominance within their mouths. Each was too wrapped up in the feel of the other's lips that they had no care for their other problems.

 

They separated from each other and just stared into the others eyes. When Van stared into Fiona's eyes he saw something that frightened him and also made him feel good. It was the same look that he had seen in his dream. He didn't know if it meant anything though.

 

Fiona's eyes held resolve within them. She knew what she wanted. She wanted Van. Even if it was only for that one night she wanted to know what it felt like to be truly loved by him. To know what her mother forced away from her for so many years. She loved him and she knew that she wouldn't regret it if they did it.

 

“Van, I know that this is wrong of me to be asking you this but let me stay with you tonight. I… I want you to make love to me,” Fiona said scaring herself that she was able to be that forward with her feelings for him.

 

Van's eyes nearly popped out of his head. “W-w-what?” he asked slightly scared. “W-what about all that you have worked to keep Fiona? Why do you want to waste that all now?” he asked but deep inside of him, he knew that he wanted the same thing as Fiona. He just wasn't sure why she would give up something like her virginity so easily to him now when she worked hard to keep it for so many years, to save herself for marriage.

 

“I don't care anymore. I love you and I want you and only you to be my first. I know that if I don't do this that I'll regret it. I don't care if it only has to be for one night. That is all that I want. If that is what it takes then you can just go back to your wife afterwards and I won't complain even the slightest,” Fiona said with love flowing through every word that she said to Van.

 

Fiona realized the biggest difference between Van and Ethan. If she had said this exact same thing to Ethan, he would have immediately agreed to do that sort of thing. Van on the other hand thought only about what she wanted and was trying to persuade her otherwise. He never wanted to put her in a situation that she would end up regretting. She knew that she would never regret this happening later on though.

 

Van looked deep within Fiona's eyes for any sort of hesitation. He found none. There was only love and want within her eyes. “You do know what you're asking Fiona?” he asked just to make sure and he received a nod.

 

“I can wish for nothing more than to…” Fiona said but she was unable to finish her sentence before Van's lips laid claim to hers. She was quick to respond to the kiss and deepened it even further.

 

They broke it a moment later and just stared at each other with the same love and need within their eyes. Van knew that he wanted the same thing as Fiona. There would be one difference between what he wanted and what she wanted. He carefully picked Fiona up and walked to the house.

 

Fiona stared up at Van with happy eyes. There was a smile on her face as she wrapped her arms around Van and rested her head into his shoulder as he carried her along the sands to their place. She was scared but knew of nothing that she could possibly want more.

 

Van walked into the house and immediately made for his room since it was the larger of the two rooms that the two of them stayed in. He couldn't believe what him and Fiona were about to do. He wasn't scared in the least. This was what he had been dreaming about back then, and even now.

 

When he walked into his room and shut the door behind them. Set Fiona down upon the bed before pulling his cell phone out of his pocket and turning it off so that the two of them wouldn't be disturbed for the rest of the night. He set it back on the table before turning back to Fiona. “Are you sure about this Fiona? I don't think I will be able to stop if you say yes,” he said looking at her with love. He wanted to forget about everything that night and make it only him and Fiona, which included that he had a wife.

 

Fiona reached a hand up and caressed his cheek. Her eyes held all of the emotions that she had been bottling up for the past seven years and she knew she didn't want to hold them in any longer. “I am sure and I don't want you to stop,” she said with a smile before kissing him lightly upon the lips.

 

Van returned her kiss with little hesitation. It was something soft and gentle, yet held all of the passion and longing that the two of them had been denied. Each planned to finally make up for the years that they had missed.

 

The two of them just remained in that kiss for a while. While Van was kissing Fiona, his hands started to wonder a little underneath the bottom of her pink sweater that she was wearing. He could feel the smooth, warm skin of her back.

 

Van felt that the sweater was getting in his way though. Taking the bottom of the pink sweater into his hands he pulled it up over Fiona's head carefully. He had to reluctantly break their kiss for a moment and she had to raise her arms up into the air in order to get it off. He looked and saw that all that she had left was a tank top that she wore underneath and her bra for the upper area.

 

He returned to the kiss the moment the sweater was off her while his hands lightly stroked up and down her bare arms. Her skin was just as smooth and creamy as he remembered.

 

Van's kiss left her mouth and started to trail down from her cheek to her chin and then down to her neck where he lightly nibbled at a spot he once found out Fiona really enjoyed. He could hear a small moan and knew that he hit the spot just right and smirked into the kiss.

 

“Oh Van,” Fiona moaned out while she ran her hands through Van's silky hair. The strokes of his hand and the movement of his lips upon her skin were driving her nuts already and it didn't help that Van knew pretty much every pleasure spot upon her body from when they used to date.

 

Fiona's hands were now the ones wondering all over the place. They were running up and down Van's chest underneath his shirt, which she had pulled out of his pants while he had been kissing her.

 

She pulled her hands out and they went to the buttons of his shirt and her nimble fingers undid each button one by one until they were all out. Her hands once again rubbed up and down his chest before pushing the shirt off of his shoulders leaving him bare-chested to her.

 

Van quickly took Fiona's hands into his with a smile on his face as he took her hands and brought them up until he was able to kiss them. He then let go and reached for the bottom of her tank top before doing the exact same as the sweater by pulling it over her head and then throwing it onto the floor right next to the sweater. This left her in only her bra left as well as her lower clothes.

 

Using delicate hands, Van's reached up and lightly cupped one of Fiona's breasts through the fabric of her bra. Her breasts were very firm under his touch. Van lowered his lips back down to Fiona's neck and started to kiss it once again only this time kissing a little lower until her was kissing just above the fabric of her bra. The sounds he was eliciting from Fiona was only spurring him on.

 

Van's started going lower and placed feather light kisses upon her abdomen. By now Fiona was laying flat on her back, which gave Van easier access to every part of her body. His hands continued to run up and down her sides as his lips and tongue laid havoc on her stomach.

 

Van made his way back up into the area between her breasts. His hands were now reaching around her back towards the latch holding her lacy black bra together. Van was able to release it from its hold on Fiona. He gazed in awe as he pulled it away to reveal Fiona's full succulent breasts.

 

Fiona blushed slightly but she had grown accustomed to this back when they went out because of how many times they had come close to doing this. This time though, it wouldn't be a close call. She was willing to do this with Van and there was little doubt within her mind about wanting to do this.

 

Van's hand came up to one of the exposed beasts and sensually rubbed it, while he took the other into his mouth. His thumb rubbed over the hardened nipple and Fiona let off a small groan. Van then switched from one breast to the other and gave it the same attention that his mouth gave to the other one.

 

Van went down further and came upon her pants. `These are definitely in the way,' he thought with a smirk before unzipping them and pulling them down leaving Fiona in only her black underwear.

 

Van just left the underwear alone for that moment and started kissing down her thighs making Fiona's moaning increase in intensity. Van started kissing from her ankles up to her inner thigh. Fiona hands were upon the back of Van's head and basically pushing him into her.

 

Van's fingers hooked along the edge of her panties and gave a small tug bringing them down her legs until he pulled them off completely. He now had a complete view of her in all of her glory. She was truly a goddess. Her body was perfect and natural compared to some of the women Van had seen around.

 

Van inserted a finger into her already moist passage. Fiona almost instantly bucked her hips due to his touch and a loud moan escaped from her lips. He inserted another finger in a moment after and it got the same reaction out of Fiona again.

 

Van suddenly pulled his fingers out which caused Fiona's to growl in annoyance. Almost immediately after his fingers left her, his tongue replaced them licking at the juices that were already flowing out of her.

 

Fiona threw her head back in pleasure as she felt Van's warm tongue running up and down her pussy. She could already feel this feeling building up deep within her just screaming for some release.

 

Van just continued with his teasing. He licked up and down over and over as Fiona seemed to grow more and more excited by the second. He smirked a little and nipped a little on the clit. He could hear her scream as she found her release.

 

Van wondered back up her body while she recovered from her orgasm. She was panting heavily but her eyes were filled with love, passion, and lust all at the same time. “You're a little overdressed,” she managed to gasp out indicating that he was still in his pants.

 

Van had to agree with her. His erection was straining against his pants and he had a need to free it before it got even worse if it was even possible. His penis was too excited. It was more excited than it had ever been with his wife.

 

Fiona hands reached down to the zipper and carefully undid it with her delicate fingers. She then slid both his pants and his boxers down his legs and onto the floor, which Van stepped out of them revealing his throbbing manhood. Fiona tried to take a hold of it but Van grabbed her wrist lightly with a shake of his head yet a smile on his face.

 

Fiona watched as Van suddenly stood up and started to walk away. “W-where are you going Van?” Fiona asked quietly but he was only walking to a drawer that was off to the side of the room.

 

Van reached the drawer and stopped when he heard Fiona ask hat question. He chuckled a bit before answering. “I am just getting some protection,” Van said turning to her with a smile. He may have wanted children but he only wanted them if Fiona was his wife.

 

Fiona stared at him for a second. “Uh, don't you remember?” she asked with slightly confused eyes. She thought he would have remembered what her mother had made her start doing.

 

Van thought for a second before it all came back to him. Fiona's mother was very untrusting of the decisions that Fiona made from the very beginning of the time that Fiona had started to stay with her. It only got worse when they started going out. Fiona's mother had forced Fiona to start going onto the pill. She did not want to give them a reason to stay together in the future if they were to do that. She did hate him after all.

 

Van was slightly surprised. He didn't think that Fiona would still be taking something like that after all these years but then he couldn't blame her since she did use to go out with someone like Ethan. Mistakes or forceful things could have happened and Fiona must have continued to take them because she didn't want to be forced to stay with him. The same reason that her mother wanted to make her go on it in the first place.

 

Van smiled as he stepped away without taking anything out of the drawer and returned to Fiona. “Are you still sure that you want to do this Fiona?” He asked. He already knew what the answer would be but he just had to ask Fiona to make sure that she didn't have any change of mind.

 

Fiona just nodded her head. “I already told you yes. I want to feel you in me fully with nothing blocking it. I'm still using it so you don't have to have any worries,” she said giving him a comforting smile.

 

Van smiled back as he crawled onto the bed and crawled up the bed until he was hovering over Fiona. Her legs opened up and he nestled himself in-between them without pushing himself inside just yet. He stared down into Fiona's eyes. They seemed a little fearful. “Just relax Fiona,” he whispered into her ear and she nodded her head and it seemed to go away.

 

Very slowly, Van started to push himself into her tight, warm passage. He reveled at the feeling that he was feeling while pushing himself into her. He suddenly felt himself come across her maiden barrier. He knew that this would hurt her and that made him apprehensive about doing this. He felt Fiona wrap her legs around him meaning that she wanted to go forward and this made him feel better.

 

Van just remained that way for a second, just staring at Fiona with loving eyes. He leaned down slightly and whispered into her ear. “I'm sorry,” he whispered before claiming her lips and thrusting into her, breaking her virgin barrier.

 

Fiona tensed up greatly and knew she would have screamed had it not been for Van kissing her when he did. She could feel her inner walls stretching to fit his rather large size. The pain was probably her worst fear about having sex before. Now that it was over, she had more of a need to do this. “J-just give me… one moment,” she said still feeling the pain a little.

 

“Take as much time as you need Fiona,” he said softly staring into her eyes. She was so tight that Van had to fight the urge to move within her but he knew she needed to adjust before he would start going.

 

Fiona was still for a while as she adjusted to his size and the pain that she had been feeling. Little by little though, the pain started to subside only to be replaced by pleasure. She only moved her hips slightly against Van's member to tell him that she was ready to go now.

 

Van got the message and slowly pulled out a little before sliding right back into her. He moved slowly so as to not hurt her. It was really killing him to do so because he just wanted to pound into her tight passage. He knew that tonight was really more of her night rather than his so he continued to move slowly at first just for her.

 

Fiona's eyes rolled nearly to the back of her head as she started to feel the great pleasure that Van was bringing her. She had to agree with Moonbay. This sort of thing was so intense and so much more natural since she was doing it with the one that she truly loved. Fiona felt they were moving a little too slow though. “Faster!” she managed to gasp out.

 

Van immediately responded to her request by picking up his pace. He pulled out of her before pushing himself back in very quickly. Whenever he did have sex with Tiffany, it was never as intense as it was right now with Fiona. He knew that it was because there was a greater bond between him and Fiona then there was between him and Tiffany.

 

Fiona gasped at the wonderful pleasure that was overtaking her. She had no idea that it could actually feel this good. Even though he was married, Fiona was glad that it was Van that she was sharing her first time with.

 

Van continued to pound in and out of her not too quickly yet not too slowly at the same time. It was a pace that both of them enjoyed greatly. He could already feel Fiona's inner walls starting to contract a little meaning that she was getting close. He intended to bring her to her orgasm first before he came.

 

Fiona could feel an orgasm building up that was more intense than the one that Van had given her earlier. Then it suddenly happened, she felt everything in her explode into the greatest orgasm that she had ever had with Van. It shook through her body at a great pace. She threw her head back when she felt it and screamed out, “Van!”

 

Van could feel her inner walls contract tightly around his member as he pounded into her. He lost all control right then and pushed deeply into her one last time before he too reached his peak. He buried his member deeply into her and released his seed deep within her.

 

Both were breathing heavily trying to regain their senses after the intense orgasm that the two of them just had. Van just stared at her for a little while before rolling off to the side and taking her into his arms so that her head rested against his chest. His fingers combed through her soft hair as she closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of being by him.

 

Van just watched her as she closed her eyes. “Fiona… I love you,” he said to her quietly. He saw her smile and it sent a smile into his face to see how happy she looked at that moment.

 

“I love you too Van,” she said in a quiet and tired voice. She closed her eyes and listened to the beat of his heart as it lolled her off into a blissful night's sleep, which she would never forget.

 

*****

 

Van just laid there long after Fiona had fallen asleep. He never thought that they would end up doing what they just did after their break up so many years before. Yet here he was, with Fiona right beside him, after a night of passion filled lovemaking. He kept thinking that it was only a dream and that any moment he would wake up and be disappointed that it wasn't. Yet here he was still lying there with Fiona by his side. He wanted to keep it that way.

 

Van now had to do the hardest thing that he ever had to do in his life. Fiona wanted this to be only a one-night thing if that was what he wanted but he didn't think he had it in him any more to keep it that way.

 

Carefully untangling himself From Fiona so as to not wake her up, Van crawled out of his bed and walked out of the room so he could do what he needed to do without disturbing Fiona.

 

He grabbed his cell-phone and turned it on before slowly dialing a number. He knew that it was late but he also knew that the person he was calling was still up because she was always up at this time of the night.

 

The phone rang a few times before his wife picked it up not sounding the least bit tired. “Hello?” she asked sounding a little bit angry because she must know that it was him through caller id.

 

Van was hesitant to speak at first but found his voice. “Hello Tiffany. I'm sorry to call you this late at night but we really need to talk about something,” he said and when he didn't hear anything on the other end, he knew that he had her full attention. “Listen, I'm sorry to say this but this marriage really isn't working out anymore,” he said and waited for the yelling he knew was going to ensue.

 

“What?! What do you mean that our marriage is not going to work?! I spent years of my life on this marriage and I'm not just going to give it up!” she yelled at the top of her lungs. She was seriously pissed at having Van say something like that. She thought that he would surely remain with her yet here he was destroying their marriage.

 

“I'm sorry but I just don't think that I can keep going with this marriage. Look, I'm sorry about this but my choice is finally,” he said before hanging up the phone before she had any sort of chance to yell and argue with him any longer. He felt bad but he knew that it was for the best.

 

Van sighed as he leaned back in his seat. He felt bad for doing what he did but he wanted Fiona by his side and he had to do that if he was going to get what he wanted most. Now he knew that he could live the rest of his life happily with her like he had dreamed while they were still going out.

 

Van walked back into the room quietly and crawled back into the bed already missing the arms that were awaiting him even if it had been only a few minutes since he had gotten up. It was just a feeling that he knew he needed to have more than anything at that moment.

 

“Where'd you go Van?” Fiona mumbled in a sleepy voice as her arms wrapped around his waist and her head rested itself upon his chest. That was something that Tiffany never really did with him. She never really held him like this any night or anytime for that matter.

 

“I just had some unfinished business to do Fiona. Go back to sleep,” he said kissing the top of her head before also being pulled into sleep not too long after while reveling in the wonderful feeling he had when he held Fiona within his arms. He could probably say that it was the best sleep he had ever had in his life.