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20 January 2008 @ 11:32 pm
If Tomorrow Never Comes, ch. 9  
Title: If Tomorrow Never Comes
Rating: For Mature Adults (NC-17)
Word Count: 1968
Pairing: Mick/Beth
Disclaimer: Do I look like I'm made of money?
Author's note: I'm back. Did The Mortal Cure mess with anyone else's head? Cause it did mine. Only part of the reason why this is so late. Remember reviews make me smile! Enjoy!

Chapter Nine

Mick stood there, stunned. Surely she wasn’t serious. She couldn’t be. There was no way Mick was going to let her willingly put herself in that kind of danger. He didn’t care if he had to strap here down; it just wasn’t going to happen. Now all he needed to do was convince her of that.

Finally after what seemed like an eternity, Mick spoke. “Have you completely lost your mind? Do you seriously think I’d let you –“

Beth had expected this. As much as she adored his protective streak, she was no longer a child. She had the right to make this kind of decision for herself.

“It’s not a question of you letting me do anything. I want to do this. I – “

“Don’t.” Mick glanced to his left intending to ask Josef and Ryder to give them some privacy, but he need not have bothered. The two vampires had discreetly slipped out some minutes before. Mick turned back to Beth and continued, “Look, I know you want to help. I know you’re not some damsel in distress. I know you can handle yourself. I know all those things in my head. But my heart…Beth, I’ve told you before that I don’t know what I’d do without you. Well, I lied. I would cease to exist. An empty shell.” He paused, his throat constricting with all the emotions pouring out of him. He tried to hold back his tears, but they fell of their own volition. “I love you, Beth. More than you could possibly imagine. And if anything happened to you because I wasn’t smart enough or quick enough, then I’d never forgive myself. So if you insist in doing this…” He looked away from her, a mixture of love, pain and shame in his eyes. He hated using his feelings for her to manipulate her into doing what he wanted, but he didn’t see any alternative, short of tying her down. He hoped she would forgive him.

Beth couldn’t bear the pain etched across his beautiful features. It moved her to tears. She knew most of that already. It was one of those unspoken things between them. But to hear him pour out the depth of his feelings for her broke her resolve. She couldn’t deny him. Not when he asked for so little. Beth reached out her hand to cup his cheek. Raising her blue eyes to his hazel ones, she graced him with a soft smile and said, “OK.”

Relief flashed in his eyes. “Really?” Before she could answer, he swept her into his embrace and kissed the top of her head. “You know I don’t think of you as weak, right? You’re the strongest person I know. Stronger than me.”

Beth shushed him by putting her finger to his lips. “I know. But you’re gonna owe me big time for this.”

Mick laughed in spite of himself. “You can collect whenever you want.”

They broke apart as Josef reentered the room. “I take it the USS Suicide Mission has been scrapped?” he asked.


“So what’s the new plan?”

Mick pulled out a folded piece of paper from his pocket. “According to this, Hobbs is working tomorrow night over in Santa Monica. I figure I’ll head over there and take him out. Beth will stay at our place, but, Josef, I’d appreciate it if you’d check in with her while I’m gone.”

“I think I can handle that.”

“Good. It’s been a long day. I think we’ll head home. Good night, Josef.”

Josef nodded. He watched Mick and Beth head for the elevator, fully appreciating the responsibility Mick had charged him with. Josef normally didn’t care what people thought of him, but the idea of letting Mick down repulsed him.

While Josef pondered the meaning of friendship, Mick and Beth arrived down in the parking garage. The sidewalk was uneven in several places. Beth had been to Josef’s enough to know exactly where those spots were. That night, however, she was distracted. As a result, she failed to notice the drop off until it was too late. She fell hard in to a puddle of dirty water, attempting to break her fall with her hands. Mick turned and saw her crumpled form trying to right herself. Beth’s left ankle refused to support her. Mick dashed over and picked her up effortlessly from the puddle in which she had landed.

“You alright?” he asked as he placed her gingerly in the car.

“I think so. Embarrassed mostly.”

“Well, I don’t think it’s broken. I didn’t hear a crack or anything. It’s probably just sprained.”

Beth looked down at her clothes. “Look at me. I’m a mess.”

Mick chuckled. “Hardly. We’ll get you a shower when we get home.”

They arrived at their place about twenty minutes later. The pain in Beth’s ankle had begun to abate, but Mick insisted in carrying Beth upstairs. Once in the apartment, Mick sat her gently on the couch. Beth protested; her clothes were damp and disgusting, but Mick placed a finger to her lips, silencing her. Mick got some ice out of the freezer, wrapped it in a towel and brought it to Beth.

“Here. Keep this on your ankle while I go and get the shower ready.”

Mick sprinted up the stairs and headed for the bathroom. He collected Beth’s robe, a couple of fluffy towels and Beth’s favorite shower gel. He sat them next to the shower and pulled a stool out of the closet. Preparations finished, Mick went back downstairs. He sat on the coffee table and gingerly examined Beth’s ankle. The ice had helped; the little swelling there was had gone down.

“Feel better?”

“Yeah. Now if I could just get out of these wet clothes…”

Beth gave a little yelp of surprise as Mick picked her up and took her upstairs. He sat her down on the stool carefully. Mick turned and began to fiddle with the knobs, trying to adjust the water to a comfortable temperature. When he faced Beth again, she had removed her shirt and was lowering the straps of her bra. Mick placed his hands over hers and said, “Let me do that.”

“But I’m perfectly capable of doing it myself.”

“I know. Let me take care of you for a change.”

Beth smiled and lowered her hands. A second later, Mick had her bra undone and on the floor. “Put your arms around my neck.” Beth did so, holding on tight, while Mick unbuttoned her jeans and pushed them down off her hips to the floor. Mick tried to ignore the feel of her chest pressed up against him; he took a deep breath and pushed her panties down. As they fell to her ankles, Mick sat her back on the stool before she could notice how her nakedness was affecting him. He silently cursed his body’s treacherous reaction to her; he didn’t wasn’t this to be about sex. Mind over matter, St. John. She doesn’t need this right now.

Mick turned away from her and began to strip. He toed off his shoes and sock and pulled off his Henley. Beth instinctively licked her lips as more of Mick’s skin was exposed. She’d never get tired of staring at him. Any thought of pain or discomfort left her head as she watched his pants fall to the floor. Stepping out of them, Mick turned and picked Beth up carefully, avoiding her eyes. He carried her into the shower and gently stood her up in the spray.

“Don’t be afraid to lean on me,” he whispered as he reached for the washcloth and gel. Beth tried to stand still as the washcloth moved over her skin. Mick began at her neck, moving down her shoulders and arms. Beth squirmed as Mick moved down her back and over the globes of her ass. Beth spread her legs a little wider when Mick knelt down to wash her legs. There he was overwhelmed by the scent of her arousal. He inhaled he scent almost in spite of himself. His body betrayed him again; he was hard in an instant. Groaning, he turned Beth around and brought the washcloth to her stomach. He moved up her torso and carefully washed each breast, still avoiding her eyes.

Beth’s skin was on fire in spite of the water. Mick’s touch was driving her crazy, but she could tell he was holding out on her. Why, she couldn’t fathom. She looked down and saw his evident arousal. Beth reached up and took the washcloth from him. Mick looked at her in surprise. “My turn,” she said huskily.

Beth maneuvered Mick under the spray. Copying his movements earlier, Beth washed his back. Mick inhaled sharply as she moved over his ass and down his legs. Mick turned and grabbed her wrist. “We don’t have to do this,” he said in a strained voice.

“Shut up and enjoy it. Besides you owe me,” she responded, desire evident in her eyes.

Mick pulled her roughly to him and crashed his mouth down on hers. He kissed her like he was trying to inhale her. Their tongues battled back and forth as the water cascaded around them. Beth shamelessly ground her hips against his. Groaning, Mick pushed her up against the wall of the shower. He kissed his way down her neck, eventually taking one of her nipples into his mouth. Beth wound her fingers in his wet curls, trying to get him closer. Mick hand slid down her stomach and over her curls. He slid two fingers into her heat, as his thumb began to circle her clit. Beth moaned loudly and ground herself into his hand, trying to get more friction. Mick could feel her walls begin to flutter around his fingers as her orgasm washed over her.

Beth leaned heavily against the shower, her breath uneven. Mick straightened and nipped at her neck and clavicle, giving her a chance to recover. But he’d underestimated her. Beth circled her small hand around his cock and began to stroke him. Mick growled against her shoulder and reached down to pull her leg up around his waist. He pushed into her with a grunt and began to move. The wall of the shower was slippery; each thrust moved Beth further up the wall. Beth wrapped her arms around Mick’s neck, trying desperately to keep herself still. The angle put him right at her g-spot; on each withdrawal she squeezed her inner muscles in a vain attempt to keep him within her. Mick’s eyes had gone white as Beth’s walls began to flutter around him. He sank his teeth into the soft flesh of her neck as she cried out his name. Her tight walls milked him dry; his hips slowly came to a stop.

Mick withdrew from her and lowered her to the floor. He reached over to turn off the water as they caught their breath. Mick looked down at her and said, “Can you stand?”

“You expect me to stand after that?”

Mick grinned; silently thrilled that he could still reduce her to that boneless state. Without another word, he picked her up and sat her back down on the stool. He handed her a towel, while taking the other to dry himself off. Once she was dry, he carried her to the bedroom, turned down the comforter and laid her down.

“Are you going to sleep here?” she asked sleepily.

Mick gave her a half grin. “No, I think I’d better sleep in the freezer.”

For once, Beth was too tired to be disappointed. “OK, I’ll see you later.”

Mick pressed a kiss to her temple. “Good night, Beth.” She was asleep before he left the room.

To be continued…

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Bleu Daisy: Mick-Sexybleudaisy on January 21st, 2008 06:35 am (UTC)
WOW! I swear, I hardly breathe during your sex scenes. I really love this story. I can't wait to see Josef check in on her. I am seriously hoping we get to see Josef defend Beth against the serial killer. Josef is so great! It would be wonderful see him go from threatening her a short while ago to protecting her life now. That would be fantastic!

Oh, and I just LOVED this comment by Josef, I take it the USS Suicide Mission has been scrapped? I actually laughed out loud at that one. ^_^

Great work! I need more now! ^_-
michellemtsumichellemtsu on January 21st, 2008 12:37 pm (UTC)
I really loved that line too. Josef is so fun to write. As for the rest you'll just have to wait and see!
heartagram_lalaheartagram_lala on January 21st, 2008 07:51 am (UTC)
hot hot hot.

ok now i need a shower... a really kold one!!!

and im loving manipulative mick, but we all know that beth only agreed coz she secretly wanted to lol.

awesome chapter.

damn that was hot!!!

and josef's one liners still crack me up.
michellemtsumichellemtsu on January 21st, 2008 12:35 pm (UTC)
Yay! I was kind of nervous with this one. This is the second draft; I had to scrap the first. So I'm glad you liked it!
Michelle: Moonlight never let you go Mick/Bethmrs_boyscout on January 21st, 2008 12:56 pm (UTC)
Love that Mick finally admitted to how he's feeling about Beth -- even if it was to manipulate her. I'd take that any day.

Josef's one liner so spot on. Great job on this chappy. It was hot. Red hot. No -- white hot. :)
michellemtsumichellemtsu on January 21st, 2008 02:45 pm (UTC)
I'm glad you enjoyed it. Mick and Beth seem to have a ind of their own sometimes! :)
iansmomesq on January 21st, 2008 01:16 pm (UTC)
Holy cow. *G* Excellent love scene, my dear. Excellent!
michellemtsumichellemtsu on January 21st, 2008 02:44 pm (UTC)
I hope it was worth the wait! :)
micksvamptrampmicksvamptramp on January 21st, 2008 02:52 pm (UTC)
Wow, how can I get Mick to come to my house and give me a "bedtime story" like that? TOTALLY STEAMY! Keep up the good work!
michellemtsumichellemtsu on January 21st, 2008 03:20 pm (UTC)
So glad you liked it!
Say neversarisynn on January 22nd, 2008 12:07 am (UTC)


By the way, thx for slapping some sense into Beth, I appreciate it.

I loved this chapter a lot (and not just 'cause of the porn, I swear ^^). It took a while to get here but it was worth it, and I believe I can wait patiently for the next one. ^^
Say neversarisynn on January 22nd, 2008 12:11 am (UTC)


By the way, thx for slapping some sense into Beth, I appreciate it. That was a lovely scene by the way.

I loved this chapter quite a bit (and not just 'cause of the porn, I swear ^^). It took a little while to get here, but it was worth the wait. I believe I can wait patiently for the next chapter. ^^

(And if you get this comment more than once, it's LJs fault, not mine...)
michellemtsumichellemtsu on January 22nd, 2008 02:22 am (UTC)
I'm glad it was worth the wait. Beth can be stubborn sometimes, but she saw reason.

Don't worry about the comments, LJs squirrelly sometimes!