Deep Regression

Help her remember

Peter's view:
I woke to a loud groan and it wasn't from me...
My eyes open to bright beige walls and the sunlight through the transcendent curtains.
I turn my head and see Selena sitting up in bed with her hand pressed to her head. Hangover.
"Are you feeling okay Selena?" I sit up next to her.
"Ugh, how much did I drink last night?" She groans.
Her head lays on my shoulder as she wipes her sleep away. I chuckle and hold her close to me.
"About half a bottle."
"I hope I wasn't a wreck for you, God how embarrassing!" She covers her face up and I see the red tint in her face.
"Nah you weren't that bad, all you did was try to seduce me by stripping." I smirk at her.
"Oh my God! I'm so sorry!"
"Hey, I didn't mind, you were wearing on of my favorite bras of yours."
Her smile appears but then all the color and life drains from her face.
"Selena?" A scared chill creeps up my spine.
She doesn't answer, just stares off at the wall.
"SELENA?" I yell louder.
"I-I Remember now..."
What?
"We got in such a fight...No Wait, I left you bc I didn't think I was good enough..."
Oh Lordy...She does remember.
"Yes." I encourage her to go on.
"You found me, Boxing...Begging me to come with you, to come home. Then you drove me here, to our house. Where we...And you... I did love you, no, I cherished you. I felt that we were a gift, a blessing."
Her eyes watery as she stares back into mine.
"And the letters!" She cries out.
"Sel-" I wanted to comfort her but I know that she's not ready.
"Shh, I just figured out how I fit in your world, so please...just remain quiet until needed."
I stayed there motionless watching her inch closer, watching her eyes shift and a new light fill in the old one. Slowly her lips close in on mine, tugging at my heart, and I just kiss her back softly. I kiss her as she is meant to be kissed. With as much Love, as much Kindness, and as much Passion as she deserves.
Her hands feel electric against my chest and I can't help but feel pleasure in the moan that escapes her as I trail down her neck.
"You were meant to be kissed everyday...cherished every minute...and loved every second." I whisper into her soft skin.
She gasps as soon as my lips come in contact behind her ear.
"Peter Please..." She begs for something.
"What do you want Sel?"
"Pete, Make me remember."
I felt myself let go of my previous self and become someone she needed. My shirt on her body was ripped off her. One by one, I could hear the thread holding the buttons to the fabric tear. Her soft hands trace over my face and slightly lingers over my lips. It's a different kind of feeling to have her do this to me.
I roll her over automatically and position myself so that I'm above her.
"Just tell me when to stop Selena. Just tell me no if this goes any farther."
"Don't stop, and go farther than we have ever gone Pete."
A warmth embedded itself into my heart when she used my nickname.
"Alright."