Stitch into Heaven Part 2

Steamy scene because well… let's face it, there needs to be a steamy scene between these two. Still not mine. entertainment only. If you don't like a little bit of smut, don't read this chapter. Thanks!

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~excerpt from Chpt 1~

Almost as soon as Camille and Linus left, Cameron plugged the flash drive into his laptop and watched the whole event unfold. It was startling to see his own body in the corpse cassette and to hear Kristen stitching in. What shocked him the most was hearing her anguished scream as he flat lined, then the blip of the heart monitor as second later. He shut off the recording shortly thereafter and stared off into space.

Cameron knew he came back for her. When he had woken up, he had finally understood what Marta was talking about. He made his decision to go back, to Kristen. Even if she only saw him as a friend, he went back for her. Cameron set his laptop on the dresser and made his way into the shower.

~end excerpt~

While Cameron bristled at the fact that his parents had found and paid for his apartment when he moved out, he was grateful for the shower it had. It was a large walk-in with a half wall and half glass by the rain shower head and body jets, with access to a hot water tank that housed as much scalding water as his skin could handle.

Cameron shed his clothes and stepped into his white with grey accented tile shower and turned the shower onto what he called 'boiled lobster' setting. After dispensing with the necessities of washing his hair and body, he turned the temperature down and activated the body jets. Cameron planted his hands on the wall in front of him and bent forward, letting the water sluice over his back. The sound of the water helped drown out the sound of his own thoughts as the guilt of causing Kristen to hurt tried to drag him under. He squeezed his eyes shut as he remembered the look on her face as she screamed his name.

Slamming his fist into the tile, the shock of pain radiating up his arm helped clear his thoughts a little but didn't alleviate the guilt. Cameron drew his arm back to drive his fist into the wall again and just before his hand actually connected, his wrist was caught by slender fingers in a strong grip. As Cameron blinked down at the hand holding his wrist mere inches from the hard wall, a voice filtered through the buzz of guilt in his head.

"Please Cameron, don't hurt yourself anymore."

Cameron's eyes widened as he turned to look over his shoulder at the person behind him. "K...Kristen?" Very aware that he was completely nude he dared not turn around any further or look further down than her bare collarbone, indicating that she too was nude. "What are you doing here Cupcake?" Cameron managed to force out, trying to be nonchalant about the fact that they were both standing in his shower, naked.

"Don't do that either Cameron," Kristen intoned releasing her grip on his wrist and gliding her fingers over the wet skin of his arm to curl around his bicep as her other hand joined the first, skimming over his side under his arm to rest on his hip as she pressed her front to his back, bringing her lips close to his ear. "Don't hide from me Cameron, please."

Cameron swallowed with great difficulty as his traitorous body reacted to hr lithe body pressed tantalizing against his wet skin. "Kristen..." he breathed out as her fingers began gently running over his hip bone. "What are you doing here?"

"You scared me Cameron. You died. I need to know you are alive. I need to ~feel~ that you are alive," Kristen murmured into his ear before placing a kiss just behind it. Cameron felt the shudder her kiss elicited travel down his spine and across his body. He wanted so badly to turn around and take her in his arms but he had to know something first.

"Kirsten..." he swallowed hard. "Is this you? Or are you acting on residual emotions... M...my residual emotions?"

Cameron suddenly found himself pressed up against the cool tiles on the side of his shower, Kristen's arms now creating a cage on either side of his head, her brown eyes alight with a mixture of annoyance and understanding.

"Cameron," she stated almost flatly, "It has been two days and sixteen hours. Any residual emotion will be miniscule at the point. This is all me." Cameron became aware that his hands had come to rest upon her hips when she had spun him onto the wall. It was everything he could do not to look down.

"I will admit the residual emotions did help me identify a few things I had been feeling." Kristen's eyes raked over his body unabashedly and he felt himself reacting to her heated gaze. "Primal desire," she murmured as she skimmed her hand down his arm to capture his abused hand and bring it up to her lips to gently kiss the bruised knuckles. "A deep seated need to care about you, and care for you, to not see you hurt." Kristen stepped close still holding his hand. "Euphoria and joy coupled with heartbreaking loss."

Cameron swallowed again to clear his throat, "Love?" he whispered out over the sound of the shower jets.

Kristen leaned in extremely close, her lips just barely brushing over his as she gazed into his eyes. "Yes Cameron. Love... all directed at one person."

"And who might that be?" he murmured with a hint of teasing in his voice.

"If you don't know that by now Dr. Goodkin, perhaps you need to go back to school," she teased playfully.

Cameron growled low in his throat before surging forward to capture her smirking lips in a hard kiss as his arms wrapped around here slim body and pulled her as close as he could get her. One hand tangled in her hair between her shoulder blades and the other pressing her lower back and hips into his.

They separated only when it became necessary to breathe. "Was it as good as you remember?" Kristen smirked out.

Cameron reached out and turned off the water. "It was fantastic, but I am far from being finished kissing you Ace." Cameron smirked back as she involuntarily let out a little whimper as he tugged Kristen from the shower. They spent some time patting dry the moisture on their skin, stealing kisses and touches along the way before tumbling onto his bed. Cameron was poised above Kristen, their legs tangled together as she gazed at her beneath him, blonde hair spilled out over his pillows. "Tell me I'm not dreaming Stretch. Tell me this is real," Cameron breathed out searching her expression.

Kristen graced him with a soft sweet genuine smile before reaching up and threading her fingers into his damp curls. "It's real," Kristen tugged him close. "Let me show you just how much."

Capturing his lips in a passionate kiss, Kristen shifted under him, bringing her legs up on either side of his to cradle him close. It was Cameron's turn to groan deep in his chest as she rolled her hips up into his. Hands caressed everywhere they could reach, while lips gave drugging kisses and sampled skin leaving burning trails of desire in their wake.

They were both so aroused that when Cameron rolled his hips into hers and slid into her tight channel with no guidance necessary, they both gasped breaking their kiss to stare into each other's eyes as Cameron stilled all movement, not wanting it to be over before they even started.

Kristen reached up framing his face with both of her hands, her fingers fondling his deep brown curls. "Cameron..." she whispered her voice laced with want and passion. "Let me know you are alive Cameron. Make me ~feel~ that you are alive. Please... I need you."

"Kristen..." Cameron groaned out as she flexed her long limbs wrapping her slim legs around his hips allowing him to delve just that much deeper into her body. "I am alive Kristen. I promise to never voluntarily leaver you. Ever."

He sealed his promise with a deep kiss as he pulled back until he was almost all the way out before sliding back in. They both moaned at the feeling each time Cameron repeated the action. He alternated between the slow easy slide and hard fast thrusts that drove the breath and beautifully erotic sounds from her throat. Cameron could feel Kristen's walls beginning to flutter around him and her fingers dug into his biceps but he didn't care about that. He wanted to see her fall over the edge and to know that she was falling because of what he was doing.

Cameron stayed with his slow slide, but rolled his hips at the last moment hitting that spot deep within her that caused her to scream his name out in passion, heat and joy wiping away the memory of her early anguished screams. It was only a couple more thrusts before her back arched and her body clenched tight around him.

Cameron tried to hold back to watch her fall over the edge but he only managed one more thrust into her incredibly tight channel before he was spilling himself into her. Collapsing when all his muscles turned to mush, he managed to fall to her side so he wouldn't crush her. His heart was beating like trip hammer doing double time as he attempted to regain his breath. Kristen was just as winded but clutched him tight to her body. They both moaned as the aftershocks rippled through both of their bodies.

Once Cameron had regained enough of his composure he went to lift himself off Kirsten but she stopped him, holding him tight.

"No... Don't go yet," her voice as what Cameron could only describe as wobbly, so despite her obvious protest he shifted a bit to gage her expression. He was shocked to see her eyes welled up and tears sliding down her face.

"Kristen! Did I hurt you? I'm so sorry... I..."

Kristen silenced him with a kiss. When she pulled back she smiled. "No Cameron you didn't hurt me. I don't know why I'm crying. But I feel lighter somehow." She threaded her fingers through his hair. "I think I am experiencing a type of euphoria. You are alive, and you are here with me."

Cameron smiled and kissed across her cheek to capture a few tears. "Don't cry Princess. I am alive, as are you and I will always be by your side."

"I know." Kristen smirked before flexing her hips and surprising him by rolling them both over so that he was the one on the bottom. He groaned deep in his chest as his softening manhood began to reawaken as gravity allowed him to push into her tight passage.

"I think I need more scientific proof that you are in fact alive Dr. Goodkin," her smile was devious. "Would you care to help me with some more research?" she rolled her hips eliciting another deep groan.

"All theories need to be extensively examined and tested to be proven true Miss Clark. I would be most honored to assist you in your research," his hands settled on her slim hips as she rocked against him.

They were mostly silent this go around save for soft gasps and quiet moans as they languidly took pleasure in each other's bodies. When they were both almost at the edge Kristen leaned down, bracing her hands on his pectoral muscles and placed a tender kiss right in the middle of his scar. Emotions surged and Cameron groaned loudly as he spilled himself within her depths, triggering Kristen's own tumble into orgasmic bliss.

Kristen collapsed boneless onto his chest, tucking her head under his chin. Cameron smoothed his hands down her sweat dampened skin as they both came down from their high.

When Cameron gathered his voice he breathed out. "Where do we go from here Stretch?" Cameron smirked as she lifted up and looked him in the eye. "Cause I think you know I'm more emotionally motivated not to keep this as a one time or casual thing."

Kristen frowned, "Cameron, don't be an idiot." She shifted off of him to prop herself up on his side. He missed her warmth immediately. "Of course this wouldn't be a one time or casual thing. You are important to me Cameron. And now that I know how we feel for each other is mutual, I don't want to share you with anyone."

Cameron's smile was as bright as the sun as he grabbed her shoulders and rolled her under him again. "I don't want to share you either Stretch."

"Good. Now, show me what you can do Girlfriend." Kristen smirked and rolled her hips into his again, drawing out a deep groan.

"You are on... Boyfriend." Cameron smirked swooping in for a deep kiss.

~fin~

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