Yami No Matsuei Fan Fiction ❯ Pure Morning ❯ Silk Bonds ( Chapter 45 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Chapter Forty-Five: Silk Bonds:

-Anna-

I: Wet Hair

My hair is wet again. Looks like another all-day rain is predicted for tomorrow too. Somehow, I don't really mind. Just another excuse to stay in with Asato-kun.

I dry my hair, slip off my clothes, and change into my little yellow baby doll nightie. Not that it matters much. Because, it doesn't look like we're going to be doing anything tonight but sleep. But, I decide to take a chance and get all dolled up anyway. I walk over to the bedroom doorway and have a peek. He's in bed already with his shirt off so, I walk in with a sly little grin.

“Waiting long?” I ask.

“Not really. Come over here, Usagi.” I cross the room without question and drape myself around him.

“Your hair's all wet,” he pouts as he runs his fingers through my dampened mane.

“Sorry, babe...” I mutter. Thought I'd dried it better.”

He smiles as he drags my hair between his fingers. “Aww, but it looks really cute this way,” Asato-kun coos.

I'm caught off-guard by how sweet he's being and I take a beat to look him directly in the eyes. “You mean that?” I wonder aloud. Instead of answering in words, my husband leans in and gives me a tender kiss. He circles his arms around me, pulls me closer and deepens the kiss.

II: Blessed

The past year has been a wild ride. I regret none of it. Id gladly do it again and again and still love every single minute of it. Well, not every minute, but close enough.

Asato-kun pushes me onto my back and hovers over me. “I love you,” I tell him. We're not kidding anyone, deep down we both know this can't possibly last forever. Still, we're trying to enjoy it while we can because no one is promised tomorrow.

Asato-kun always knows just how to please me. It's almost as if his hands, fingers, and mouth just know how to do things. I close my eyes and moan as he explores me, inch by inch.

“Stop teasing me!” I beg. “Please! Just… fuck me!

Asato-kun put his fingers to my lips. “I will, my love. Just lie back and enjoy. We'll get there soon enough.” His soft whispers follow a series of light kisses. I love being made love to by this beautiful man. I hope he never stops wanting me.

III: Full

My nightie ends up on the floor.

After a raunchy, carnivorous fuck, I stare up at the ceiling, deep in thought. He can do no wrong in my eyes, but he always seems to feel guilty. Asato-kun doesn't retreat into his pain as much, and I don't isolate myself from people like I used to before we met but, we're still quite broken in our own way. We still need repair, as people and as a couple too.

Asato-kun looks up at me. “Are you okay?” he asks.

I smile lightly and say “Yes,”

Am I really okay? I want to believe that am, but usually I'm not sure. One thing I do know for sure is that the sight of his cock standing proudly, almost defiantly nearly always drives me insane with lust. Right now? I can't even think… straight anymore. Oh, GOD! How did I get here?

IV: Burn to Ash

When we make love, I feel like my soul is on fire. Unseen deities watch, but do nothing to stop us. Nothing can come through out flames. I know it's kinda lame to think of it this way, but when I'm in bed with him - I can't think straight. Our bodies meld together. My nails dig into his shoulders. And he fills me. He takes the edge off my loneliness.

Our mutual passion proves that we can still feel something. Being numb scares me, you see. With him inside me, this… this moment proves that I'm still alive. I want to be present in this moment forever. I know it's not humanly possible, but damn it, we're going to try. I can feel myself floating away from my body when he makes me cum. I'm here, but looking down watching him take me apart with every kiss. With every stroke he makes inside me.

Ohhh, Asato… God, yes. I moan, and cry and beg. Deeper! I scream. He tilts my hips, and pushes deep inside me.

V: Over Our Heads

We might actually be quite insane. I look over at Asato-kun as he sleeps. I've heard that love makes you crazy, but now I know it for sure. Granted, we probably were crazy to begin with. Still, love is one hell of a drug. I'm addicted. I crave him, and need him more and more each day.

“Anna …” he murmurs in his sleep. I can't help but smile at the big baby asleep in my arms. This is our little slice of heaven, and it may not last, but we'll hang on to it as long as we can.

I leave a soft, sweet little kiss on his lips. “Good night, baby,” I whisper.

It doesn't take long for me to follow him into sleep. Where, even in my dreams, Asato-kun is more than happy to ravish me.

VI: At Ease

Come morning, I know that we'll be fine again. Our cycle will just repeat itself as it always does. It's near daybreak and I smile as I stare at our ceiling. It's a new day, and somehow, I can't wait to begin again.