Regrets? I've Had a Few.

Elanor swallowed the lump in her throat as she turned to lay on her back, reaching her hands up to cup Sid's face and bringing it down to her own. Her soft lips grazed his rough mouth only for a moment; Teasing him.

"El," Sid groaned, letting his fingers continue to slip in and out of her warmth. He watched her eyes glaze over in excitement as he quickened his pace, bringing her to the edge of her pleasure. Her hips bucked with the rhythm of his hand.

"S-Sid," She whispered, panting. Grabbing his wrist, she pulled him on top of her, ridding herself of the last article of clothing she had. Her pleading eyes stared hard into his own. "Please?"

Sid wasted no time in getting completely nude. His hand roamed her body, stopping at her breasts. He massaged one while taking the other into his mouth, flicking the nipple with his tongue. His grip tightened on her chest, biting down on her nipple as he positioned himself at her entrance. Her porcelain skin blended perfectly with his ivory as he lowered himself onto her, slowly pushing his throbbing member inside of her wetness.

He started out slowly at first, checking her face for any signs of regret or pain.

There was none.

"Fuck, El." Sid groaned, quickening his pace. He slammed into her as her hips met each of his thrusts. Her fingernails clawed at his back. Her mouth a hard line, attempting to conceal whatever sound may come out. Sid pumped harder, a thin line of sweat forming at his brow. "Fuck." He exclaimed, removing himself and moving his body to lay beside of Elanor.

Her tired eyes looked over at Sid, watching his chest heave; Her own reciprocating his actions. Licking her lips, she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when she took notice that Sid had already fallen into a soft slumber. Without so much of a 'Gee, thanks, Elanor.' or a 'That was fantastic, Elanor.'. Not even a simple kiss before he fell further into sleep.

Letting out a weary breath, she turned on her side, her back facing Sid, and felt the warm salty liquid begin to fall from her eyes. "Not again." She mumbled, desperately wiping at her eyes. "Grow up, Elanor. You're a big girl. Stop crying."

All the while, her mind couldn't help but shout at her the sad awful truth.

He didn't say it.

The only thing she had wanted to receive this evening. The one thing she had wanted Sid to say. The one thing she thought he would say after what they did. But, he didn't.

And, that stung worse than anything.

She sniffled quietly in the darkness. Feeling Sid's warm breath tickle her neck, she sighed. She pulled the sheet up to her chest and let herself succumb to the ever-growing tiredness in her eyes.

And, in the dark, in the quietness of that small house, she mumbled an almost inaudible, "I love you."