Kagaku Ninja-Tai Gatchaman Fan Fiction ❯ Senses ❯ Touch ( Chapter 1 )

Touch

 

I can feel him as he looks at me. He knows it too, and his lips raise slightly as he registers that.

He's going to keep doing that, teasing me with those looks, the feather light touch as he passes me, casual, yet full of promise. His hand resting casually on my shoulder when he stands behind me. He knows I crave each touch, each look. He knows exactly how to arouse me, how to bring me to fever pitch, and then keep me there for hours. Even before any clothing is removed, before kisses or more serious touches are exchanged.

Just by looking, and those brief, tantalising touches.

He wants to think he can dominate me. Sometimes, I think our whole lives have been a struggle for dominance.

Sometimes, I let him win. Deep down, though, we both know that he's always subordinate to me.

But when it comes to sex, I let him win. Mostly because I crave how his touch, his teasing makes me feel.

It's to his credit that he never takes advantage of this. For all the challenges, the questions that he throws at me, he never lets our personal connection interfere with our professional needs.

Except in those teasing, tantalising looks and touches. Casual, and yet searing through to my skin.

And we both know I can't get enough of it.

But I know that as much as I crave him, he craves me equally.

He's behind me again, hand on my shoulder, and I look up at him. His lips are giving a standard report, but his eyes and his fingers are caressing.

Yes. Sometimes, I let him win.

And we wouldn't have it any other way.