"You should have ... done this sooner." He whispered, his cheeks crimson, and nuzzled into her neck, bashfulness burning hot into his ears.
His words sparked felicity in her, a smile curling her lips. She led him into the bedroom and tucked him under the warmth of the blanket.
"Can I ask you something?" She sat beside his head on the pillow, her tone subtle, her fingers moving into his strands, finding his hair still damp.
He nodded, his eyes beaming with blur joy, and waited as she lay beside him, facing him, her elbow pressed against the pillow, and her head on her palm. 'She looks so beautiful.'
"Would you be okay ... if I did something like this again?" Her tone was lazy, yet the tension inside her heart was palpable on her face, his heart ached seeing that.
But he smiled softly. "I'd be okay with everything you do." His tone, so pure and oozing of love, sore her heart.
She did not realize how easy it could be to lay her heart to him. He made it seem as though she could have breathed when she held her breaths and that she could have spoken when she bit her tongue.
'How could he make it look like light as a feature?'
"No." Still, a voice in her heart longed for the confirmation.
She shook her head and asked. "I want you to enjoy it. .. If you do not ... then it means nothing."
"I .. I can't tell you that I would like what you would do in future. ...But I can confirm that I did …. enjoy what you did .. today." His cheeks flushed red, bashfulness sizzling his skin.
The red blush onto his cheeks warmed her heart. She lightly nodded, smiling, and caressed his cheek. "It's late. Sleep. We'll talk about that tomorrow."
He smiled dimly like the gentlest weather then suddenly spoke, like lightning. "Are you going to... go further?"
Her gaze numbed on his. She was astonished at his question.
A voice in her mind was telling her that he did not like what she did today. He was lying and wanted to somehow reject her further desires. 'That's why he's asking.'
'No!'
She softened her daze, zipped the mouth of the voice in her mind and nodded. "I guess I am."
'I can't think on his behalf. I have to let him tell me what goes on in his mind.'
That night, her eyes remained awake, her fingers busy writing in the notebook she used to remember stuff, until she had devised a plan to get what she wanted from him.
His tears.
Now that she had opened the door of her heart to his open arms, her feet were taking large steps, thrilled to see what waited ahead.
'If he doesn't want it, I'll stop.'
"You're not going out tonight, right?" She questioned, upon the brink of the morning, when his eyes had not opened up completely, caressing his cheeks with her tired palm.
He shook his head, still under the effect of last night and cuddled into her arms, nuzzling into the quilt.
"Okay. I'm also free today." The white of the morning was heavy upon his senses, for he just hummed, breathing in the scent of her skin, her breasts onto his face, his hair, an adorable mess and his skin a softer than the color of clouds.
His senses returned to him, his eyes delighted, his hair a combed velvety texture and his skin creamed and moisturized. He was chopping and peeling up fruits for her, peeking glances at her back from the kitchen.
She was sitting outside on the Porsche on the floor matt, he had brought from Japan, her hair free in soft air, her feet spread like a scenery from a picture book and her eyes closed against the warmth of the sun. It was beaming orange and yellow, no clouds up at the head. Just pure bliss.
"Are you not done?" She asked, louder enough to reach his ears.
"Just a sec." He brightened up and hurried. He was happy. Content.
He dashed outside, and her eyes followed his bashful and hurried actions, smiling as he placed the fruit platter on the matt and sat beside her.
'How can a big boy like him be so shy?'
Her lips curled upon the fulfilment in her heart and she settled onto his body, her head settled onto his chest, her hips in the center of his legs and and her hands guiding his hands to caress her tummy.
A deep breath and she nuzzled into his warmth, still fearful but courageous.
Deep emotions were rushing into their veins, like the dark waves of the ocean were settling down at the seashore.
They were struggling to accept the calm weather, quiet to each other. But they were trying harder every second.
"Did you have a good day yesterday?" She asked, her tone subtle, her eyes closed.
A surge rushed into his veins and his eyes flickered around, his hands rustling ever so gently onto her tummy.
A light jolt struck her heart like him. A sign of realisation and she opened her eyes, lifted her head from his chest, softly coughed and said, her tone hesitant. "I meant .. Did you have a good time with your friends?"
His chest heaved up, he gazed at her ear and stuttered, "y-yes." Her tiny earring at her earlobe was shining gold.
"Hmm." She simply hummed and suddenly felt his lips touch her ear, nuzzling down to her neck like a snake, tingling her skin.
His eyes had been yearning seeing her skin gloss in the sunlight.
He pressed his lips firmly to her neck, breathing lightly and dragged them down to her shoulder against the wave of her hair.
Her fingers tightened around his fingers and she left out a soft whimper. She was feeling as if she was levitating. He seemed as though he couldn't even breathe without her.
He kissed her shoulder, and passion grew inside his stomach, his fingers sliding her strands back. It was not enough for him. Neither for her.
From gentleness, his lips grew to kiss her skin vigorously, until his teeth entered the picture, digging into her shoulder, saliva sticking onto her like a trail.
"I love you so much!" He whispered, his right big palm cupping her left cheek.
She smirked and let out a soft chuckle, tilting her head to see his eyes flowering with affection, his lips eager to go back to kissing her neck.
She peeled his hands from her body, casually stood up to his eyes following her and sat on his lap, and fondled his face in her arms.
"I love you too!" A deep craving was concealed in those words.
Why had they been at a distance from each other, when even a second seemed impossible to spend without each other?
Her brown eyes remained dazed at him, while he soaked his dry mouth with his saliva and asked. "You do?"
How could he believe that the love of his life was back in his arms, loving him?
No matter what was happening, he couldn't seem to believe it.
A deep silence. Her eyes softened, her heart filled with the pain again.
She cursed herself once again. Then pressed her lips to his, promising to herself, never again. 'I will never scarce him of love, because of my own insecurity.'
THE END OF THE CHAPTER
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