xD lol I like How bill always comes with these fantasies^^

So that's the end of it...Hm, hard to say how I feel, but anyway, that WAS unique. I've been reading TH fics for a long time now, but this one seems to have captured Bill in his most natural way. Sure, I don't know about the sex part, but every single way he reacts to what happens suits him so well! It was an amazing reading, as for sex, well, it was so tender and hot at the same time, that it was simply amazing. Simply wonderful. Thank you and please, write again, you are GOOD at it!

Author's Response: I'm late with my responses, sorry! But I want to say thank you so much for the compliment about my writing :)

"No. Let me. You have to let me..." He leans forward and his lips are on my skin again, his hands grab mine and he pulls me down to the floor. - *small sad noise in the back of my throat*

When he comes it's with loud moans mixed with devastating sobs, - oh Billa!

if I turn away from them every shop window, every magazine stand I see seems to have something that reminds me of Bill. – which just makes everything hurt more!

She looks me up and down, smiles and nods her head.
Then she spits in my face.
Horrified, Bill immediately grabs me to him, shoving the girl out of the way. – and that would be her reality.

"Bill, I love you more than anyone I've ever known, I can't see that ever changing. But..." I pull away from him slightly and look at the floor, shaking my head. "It ridiculous. I mean what kind of idiot would turn down the chance of marrying you?"
"An idiot like you?" - *sighs*

"I want... I want you to marry me." - *sigh* you know she won't. Oh Bill, you're just making it worse for both of you.

"Well, if you stayed here with me, instead of insisting on going home, then maybe you would."
He says it so sharply I feel tears immediately stinging my eyes. – oh!

< Click. Click > - he handled that so well!

"Oh yes. He hid in the bushes." – oooo Bill’s so mean!

Tom laughs. "I bet I know who chose them!"
Bill is indignant. "They were a special treat."
I cough. "You told me they were a freebie! And the woman in the shop chose them!"
Everyone laughs at Bill's annoyed expression at my revelation - *scoffs* little bugger!

I open it to find a tiny picture frame. In it is a picture of me and Bill.
It's from the nightclub on Thursday night, the two of us sitting in the corner of the booth. I don't know what we're talking about, but we're looking at each other. This tiny, slightly blurred, picture, probably taken on a phone, has caught us.
Exactly.
"Oh, thank you!" I start to blub. "That's so beautiful..."
They all look slightly alarmed at my tears and shuffle uncomfortably in their seats.
Bill puts his arm around me, looking at them accusingly. "Now look what you've done!" He turns to me, taking the picture from my hands. "Let me see..." He stares at the picture, then he starts to cry too. – this is soooo sweet!

"JOST!! You thought we got MARRIED?!?!” – the progression to this moment was priceless!!!

"Don’t look so surprised." He smiles. "All I care about is how he feels." He nod towards Bill who is disappearing through the revolving doors. "Nothing else matters." – I hate that she’s right and wrong all at the same time!!! Everyone is telling her to just go with it and she’s being responsible. Sometimes you have to be irresponsible and just do it! She’s right and WRONG!

"Because..." He embraces me again. "Because I've booked us in to the Honeymoon Suite!" – at least he told Jost that they weren’t married then he’d really have a seizure. ha ha

"We can do." He thinks a moment. "If I can choose what you wear.”
“OK”
"You'll wear anything I choose?”
“Sure. Why not.” –Oi! I can smell danger!

He has on grey skinny trousers that pull across in all the right places, with a studded belt. A fitted white shirt, that's not quite thick enough to hide the shadow of his nipples, is buttoned to the top and finished with a thin tie. Two armfuls of silver, leather and studs, rings and dark blue nail varnish, full eye make-up, hair down and pair of flashy black skate trainers. – yummy!

I love that you put a link in for the shoes. Ha ha ha.

"No. Put them on. You promised.” – what are they?

She whined her way out of that outfit didn’t she?! Oh poor Bill lol

I awake with an empty space beside me in the bed.
Sitting up, I listen for Bill, but there's silence. I look over to the bedside table to check the time and notice that the car keys have gone.
Fear and panic overcome me and I grab a t-shirt and run to the door, flinging it open, worried at what he might have done. – I’d freak too

"Really?" He takes his freezing hands away from mine and deftly reaches inside my t-shirt and places them against my warm skin, making me squeal and jump in the air. "And how do you suggest we do that?" – he’s just mean!

He pulls his face from mine and looks at me uncertainly. "Is it OK if we don't..."
"What?!" I look back at him in mock horror. "NO!"
He laughs and squeezes me. "You're so demanding." – they’re so cute together.

He hugs me tight. "Perhaps we should leave the dream analysis to the experts." His hand slips inside my panties. "And I think I've changed my mind. We need to say goodbye to this bed properly!" – I like how you used the dream to represent something they can’t put their fingers on…oh and *giggle* again?!

*sobs hysterically*...*runs to read second part*

Author's Response: A late response I know, but thank you for reading :) Don't cry!

*Saying goodbye is so painful :( I'm glad Bill did come to the airport.
*As I turn the corner to disappear from view I catch a final sight of him, fallen into Tom's arms. -> Poor thing :(
*Exactly seven days ago he showed me some sketches of jewellery he'd designed. I remember singling out one piece in particular.
A ring.
And it's here in my hand.
-> that's just beautiful! Now I'm going all "awwwww"

It's so sad.
Good things always come to an end it seems.

*That's lovely, a letter she can only read in 5 years. I think I kinda know what's in it :)
*This is so sweet and romantic, but most off all : it's fucking HOT !!