Chapter 49 #3
" Why are you still hard? ", she lightly flicks his head making pain shoot through it, " She kisses his tip, giggling when it twitches as if kissing her back. She gasps as he pulls her up.
" Because you are breathing down my dick. ", she bites her lips, when he pulls her flush against him.
" Because I can't help but imagine being buried deep in your cunt. Filling you with my seed... Fucking you till you pass out... ", he murmurs against her lips.
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" Bas... ", she says covering his mouth. " How did you remember all those lines i annoted? How did you get so.... Shameless ", she asked curiously..
" I can be whatever you want me to be, baby. "
, he kisses her softly. " Let's get you cleaned up. "
, he pulled out her bangles one by one and then unhooked her waist chain.
After keeping them on the dressing table nearby, he hoists her up in his arms before walking her to the bathroom.
He steps into the bathroom, slowly placing her in.
She watched as he pulled off his shirt. And then unzipped his pants. After he was out of his pants, he stepped out of his boxers and Safiya couldn't help but gasp.
He was too big. The head of his cock red and still leaking, glistening from her saliva. The veins on his cock visible, as she squirmed her legs at the sight. How did she have that in her mouth just a few minutes ago.
'okay, there was a good few inches that didn't fit in my mouth', she thought.
" It's not a hot dog love. Stop staring at it like that. ", she bites her lips, " Are you sure you don't need help with that? ", she asks.
Then he climbs into the bath tub, settling behind her, " I'm barely keeping my hands to myself. Another round, and the dam might break loose. ", the warm water relaxes both of their muscles, as Safiya melts into his arms.
She can still feel his rock hard cock pressing against her ass, but she was too tired to care.
" You are on the verge of passing out. And I've only used my hands and my tongue. ", he says, with a proud smirk.
" How do you plan to handle me, love? ", he asks, while washing her hair using the hand shower.
" I'm tired because the function had exhausted me. ", she argued, " You really think I'll be tired so easily. "
" That's good. Once I'm down with you, you're not leaving the bed for a week. ", he wrapped his arms around her waist, " Also, we don't have any condoms "
" i could blink-it some. ", she said resting her head on his shoulder.
" No. There's less privacy here. ", he mutters, twirling a strand of her hair around his index finger.
" I didn't know you were so skilled. How is this your first time? ", his chest vibrated as he chuckled, " I got a lot of experience from your books. ", she bites the inside of her cheek, closing her eyes in shame.
"And to think," he murmured against her temple, pressing a lingering kiss there, "I never imagined you'd become this shy. Where did my fierce, bossy wife disappear to?"
Safiya let out an embarrassed huff, swatting his chest before hiding her flushed face behind her hands.
"Don't tease me.", His laughter rumbled warmly through the quiet bathroom.
"I can't help it," he admitted. "You're adorable."
By the time they had finished bathing, Zaviyar had carefully dried them both. He handed Safiya her oversized white T-shirt, the one she always wore to bed, while he pulled on a pair of sweatpants.
They stood side by side at the sink, brushing their teeth in comfortable silence, exchanging amused glances through the mirror every now and then.
When they were done, Zaviyar noticed the slight wince on Safiya's face as she shifted her weight.
Without a word, he scooped her into his arms.
"Zavi-"
"No arguments," he said softly. "Your knees are already protesting.", She sighed in defeat, resting her cheek against his shoulder as he carried her to the bedroom. He laid her gently on the mattress before climbing beside her, pulling the duvet over them both.
For a few moments, neither of them spoke.
Her eyes widened when an arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her into a spooning position.
Safiya hesitated before turning around, and inching closer, nestling into his embrace.
The familiar scent of cocoa and hazelnut clung to him, wrapping around her like a comforting blanket.
She rested her hand against his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.
His arm slipped around her waist, drawing her impossibly closer as he buried his face in the crook of her neck. She smiled to herself, draping one leg over his, fitting against him as though she had always belonged there. He pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead.
"Get some sleep, love."
"Mhm.", Her eyelids fluttered shut almost instantly. The faint brush of lips against her neck stirred her from her sleep.
"Avi..." she giggled, trying to squirm away. "Stop."
"I've missed you so much," he whispered, his voice thick with affection. She shook her head with a sleepy smile.
"You're impossible."
"I know.", He smiled back, stealing a soft kiss that lingered only for a moment before he rested his forehead against hers. She looked up at him, amusement dancing in her eyes.
"You're still awake and... ", she paused, " still hard. ", she said breaking the kiss.
"How am I supposed to sleep," he replied quietly, "when you're right here?"
She rolled her eyes with an affectionate smile. "That line was terrible. "
"Oh?" His grin widened. " Don't roll your eyes like that or I'll give you a reason to do it. "
" Next time don't tie my hands. ",She laughed under her breath and settled her head against his chest. He chuckled, gently rubbing circles against her back.
"So there is going to be a next time?", She lightly smacked his chest.
"Go to sleep.", He kissed the top of her head, tightening his arms around her just enough for her to feel safe. Within minutes, their quiet laughter faded into silence.
Curled together beneath the blankets, they finally surrendered to a deep, peaceful sleep in each other's arms. The first truly restful sleep either of them had enjoyed in what felt like forever.
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Next morning
Morning sunlight slipped through the curtains in soft golden ribbons, warming the quiet bedroom. The silence was peaceful, broken only by the steady rhythm of two people breathing in perfect sync.
Safiya stirred in her sleep. Something felt... heavy!
Her brows knitted together as she slowly blinked her eyes open. For a brief second, she stared at the ceiling in confusion before lowering her gaze, at the heaviness on her chest. There he was, snoring peacefully on her chest. His eyelashes cast a soft shadow in his cheeks.
He was fast asleep with his head resting comfortably against her chest, one arm draped possessively around her waist as though she'd disappear if he let go. His dark hair was slightly messy and his expression, usually so composed, was unexpectedly calm.
Safiya's cheeks turned a deep shade of red, when her eyes landed on the red marks on his neck. She remained completely still, afraid that even the slightest movement would wake him. Her heart fluttered helplessly, beating faster beneath his ear.
A tiny smile found its way onto her lips despite herself. Her fingers weaved into his hair, slowly brushing the strands. Her movements stopped when she heard him grumble.
'That sounded hot', she thought.
Carefully, she closed her eyes again, pretending to be asleep when she felt him move.
Zaviyar shifted, his eyes fluttered open lazily. Still half-asleep, he blinked twice before realizing exactly where he was. His gaze lowered, then lifted. He stared at Safiya's sleeping face for several long seconds, completely frozen.
Instead of moving away, he simply sighed contentedly and settled right back onto her chest, looking far too comfortable. Safiya's eyes snapped open, as he adjusted his head to a more comfortable position.
"You pervert.", Zaviyar immediately looked up, completely caught. A slow, wicked grin spread across his face.
"So..." he drawled. "You were awake."
"And you let me stay?", he asked, settling his head on her chest, without breaking away from her gaze.
" I didn't want to wake you up. ", His grin only widened, " So you wanted to be in my arms longer. You could just say so, love. "
" Me in your arms? More like you are in my arms. ", she rolled her eyes.
" that's right... I want to be close to you", he murmured against her skin. Without another word, he leaned closer, clearly intending to steal a morning kiss. Safiya placed a palm against his mouth and pushed him back.
"Absolutely not.", he blinked, his shoulders dropping at being rejection.
"I haven't even brushed my teeth yet.", she pointed out. He stared at her for a second before laughing under his breath.
" Then let's get you all fresh so that we can engage in more important sctivities. ", she squinted her eyes
Before she could protest, he slipped one arm beneath her knees and another around her back. Safiya gasped.
"Avi!", she squealed, " I can walk!"
"I know.", he said holding her close before stepping off the bed.
"Then put me down.", she argued but he was determined.
" Nope. You will run away. ", She folded her arms with an exaggerated huff as he effortlessly carried her toward the bathroom.
"You are impossible."
"And yet," he replied smugly, "you are with me.", She rolled her eyes but couldn't stop smiling.
" You freshen up in my room. I'll go to the guest room. ", she said.
" But... ", he started but she shook her head.
" We need to go have breakfast. And I'm afraid, both of us in the bathroom, together. ", her voice drifted, " there would be less brushing our teeth and more of brushing our lips... "
Zaviyar chuckled, knowing she was right. And before he could say anything she was running away with her bathrobe that she had thrown on the chair last night.