What do you want from me?!

Safety

Iris' POV

I turned around sharply looking him square in the eyes. He stood at the bottom of the staircase, I could see the helpless look in his eyes. He didn't know what he wanted from me. Was I, a long term fling, another one of his one night stands or did he want more, something stronger. Every time I'm with him, every time I catch his eyes...I can see he really cares, but there's also so much fear.

"What do you want Cameron? What do you want from me?!" I yelled at him, I could feel tears form in the corners of my eyes. He stepped closer.

"I...I don't know." He said lowering his head.

"Cameron" I whispered

"Look! I don't know! I don't know what I want from you. I just...I want you, I want this." He said taking my hand in his and placed my palm on his cheek nuzzling into it.

"Cameron I want you to be happy..." I whispered leaning my forehead onto his.

"You make me happy" he whispered back

"I'm not enough for you. I'm not enough" I said stepping back out of our small embrace.

He just stood there looking helplessly at me and that was answer enough.

"I love you..." He whispered lowering his head almost ashamed. I froze in my steps, facing the door.

"I love you." He said louder, more confident almost turning the phrase from a question to statement.

"I can't..." Is all I can manage to say. How could he? Say those 3 immortal words just like that. He knows how meaningful those words are. Coming over to see him use 2 other girls to "sort out his feelings" through sex while he was using me was okay. I not his and he's not mine, we're not together we're just...taking what we need from the other. He needed emotional and physical release, I wanted to feel safe and needed physical release. We needed each other but we weren't together. So many things flooded my mind right now.

"I need you, now." He said, defeated. Those are the words we use. When everything became too much we would say, 'I need you' then we would proceed to make love and talk, we just needed someone to be there it didn't matter who.

"Okay" I mumbled back. He approached me cautiously and slipped his hand under my hair, behind my head and slowly kissed me. He picked me up effortlessly as I continued to keep his lips busy, he carried me upstairs and carefully laid me down on his bed and started a trail of kisses from my jaw past my collar bone. I softly moaned into him as I tangled my fingers into his hair.

"You're so beautiful" he whispers against my stomach.

"You make me feel beautiful" I whisper back, he looks up from the area he was kissing surprised that I heard his comment and I give him the faintest of smiles and he does the same.

He proceeds to slipping my top and bra off as I do the same to him. He takes a moment to take off his pants and boxers as I take off my pants and undies crawling under the covers. He never let's me see his manhood, I thought it was cute of him but I realised he never wanted me to see any of his body because of all his scars. I loved each scar, each lightly and deeply healing wound, especially the ones that wouldn't heal cause it would be a constant reminder to me of what he went through to be here today, the man he's become and the potential he has to do so much more.

He climbed under the covers and shimmied closer to me, he rapped his arms around my waist and kissed me deeply like...

"Kissing you is like breathing for the first time in forever." He whispers against my lips...I felt it before and I was damn sure of it now. I'm in love with this man. I love you Cameron Storm.

After a lot of intense kissing and shifting and moaning he laid between my legs, adjusting himself by my entrance. I was use to the pain of adjusting myself to fit all of him. We settled into a pattern fairly quick and soon my head was spinning with ecstasy as I chanted his name like a spell. He knew all my weak points, how to make me howl his name till the moon knew it and it was in carved in the stars. I could feel he was close as I felt my own orgasm closing in soon after, his muscles started twitching and his rhythm became less rhythmic.

"Cameron..." I whispered, breathless

"Yeah?"

"I love you" I whispered as he came. I could feel load after load being dispensed into the condom, it was warm. I laid back letting him ride out his orgasm, I drew circles into his sweat covered back and curled my fingers into his hair.

He slid out of me but instead of laying down next to me he sat by the bed's edge.

"Cameron..."He turned back around coming closer to me.

"I don't know what I want just yet, but I know whatever future I have...I want you to be in it. I want to be yours and I want you to be mine" he said holding my hand tightly against his chest.

"I want to be yours, I want to feel safe and happy, I want you Cameron, I need you and I don't need a relationship, I just need to know that your mine and that you'll stay mine." I said leaning my forehead against his.

"Okay."

"Okay"