I wanted to walk around this city with traces of her still on me.
If I wasn’t before, I was now obsessed with my little ballerina. The little echoes of her I’d had so far weren’t nearly enough. I needed to consume Eva until every breath carried her essence. I wanted us to be so intertwined that when death finally came to claim us, the worms would feast on my heart and taste her there.
Eva fell slack against the bed, her body molding into my soft mattress. I stood, muscles flexing, before I carried her to the bathroom. Eva groaned as I set her onto her unsteady legs.
“Come on, baby,” I urged her. “You need to go to the bathroom.”
“Why?” she whined.
“Would you like a UTI?”
“No… I want to go to sleep.”
I chuckled before kissing her head. “So go to the bathroom while I grab us a couple of things. Then, you can sleep all you want as long as I’m holding you.”
She leaned forward and kissed me softly, sweetly. “Can you get me a snack, please?”
“What do you think I’m getting, solnyshka?” I grinned. “I’ve got some of your favorites stocked in the kitchen.”
Eva raised a brow. “You have sour gummy worms?”
At my nod, she asked me why, and I replied with a cheeky wink, “Because I knew it was only a matter of time before you came here. And I take care of what’s mine.”
I hurried to the kitchen and grabbed some snacks, water, aloe for the bite marks I left on her neck, and some pain medicine in case she was sore in the morning. Eva was already in bed by the time I came back, her smile drowsy and her arms open, waiting for me. It didn’t take long for me to gather her into my arms while she shoved a few neon, battery-acid flavored candies into her mouth, yawning a few times before curling into my chest, the smile lingering on her face while she fell asleep.
And to my surprise, I found myself smiling back as the darkness pulled me under.
January 11th
Nikolai
Have you two boned yet? :)
Aleksandr
Shut the fuck up, Nikolai.
When I wokeup the next morning, I expected it to be cold. It was the middle of winter, and my apartment’s heater was almost always struggling to keep it above freezing.
And yet when I stirred from my dream-filled sleep to the dim sunlight of morning, I waswarm.It felt like a warm blanket had been draped over my body, curling around my back. I sighed happily and snuggled in deeper.
Only to find that my blanket wasn't soft fabric but the hard, toned skin of a sleeping man.
My eyes shot open as memories from the previous night flooded my mind. The tender spot between my legs throbbed in a dull ache, and my bladder burned with the need to pee.
Alek was sleeping with his arms wrapped tightly around my waist. My body was tucked into his very muscular chest, and our legs tangled together beneath the luxurious sheets. A tannedarm pressed into my stomach, making my desire to go to the bathroom much worse.
I angled my head to find Alek’s mouth slightly opened, his hair strewn messily across the pillow. He was quite cute in the mornings, though, to be fair, he was cute all of the time. But there was this softness about him that didn’t exist when he was awake, a light limning his darkness. I wished I could run my hands along his face, savoring the smooth lines. But considering he was pinning me in place, that wasn’t going to happen.
“Eva,” Alek mumbled before beginning to lightly snore.
Oh my god. That is adorable.
I wanted to wake up like this every day—his body cuddling mine, my name on his lips, my pussy sore from our lovemaking. My heart was so full from the overflowing tenderness. I’d only known him for a little over a month, yet I wanted him for a lifetime.
Was I going crazy? Or was I falling in love?
I smiled to myself and snuggled deeper into the spooning position, reveling in the way his arm seemed to subconsciously tighten around me in his sleep like he couldn’t get enough of me.
