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Marilyn Manson

A.N.: EmoBiWeeb, here's the fluffy Manson you requested.
P.S. I know it's early, but we are putting out V-day shit at work so, that's where my mind went.

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I've never really been one to celebrate Valentine's day. In my opinion, if you love someone ,you should always treat them in a way that let's them know how you feel about them, without actually saying the words. Even after I met my boyfriend, Brian, four years ago, we still don't do anything overly sappy. We usually end up ordering take out and watching horror movies while we cuddle.

You may have noticed that I said, USUALLY.  This year, Brian is on tour and I couldn't go with him or even fly over to visit for the night, because  it's a busy day for my line of work. Something about Valentine's day makes people, mostly those who won't stay together, think that getting  permanent ink of a name or matching picture is a good idea. Sure, Brian and I have matching Jack and Sally heart tattoos, but we thought it through.

Anyways, it's been a long day and most of the night and I just got home at 9 o'clock. I really miss seeing him on the couch waiting for me, with a movie on que,dinner on the way, and absinthe in wine glasses on the coffee table. Instead,  I decide to just heat up leftovers later, but first I'm going to light some candles and take a warm bubble bath.

Note to self: remember to send Brian some pictures, just to remind him of what he's missing. Though, I don't think he could forget after the video sex we had last night.

I lay out some comfortable but still cute, lingerie, snapping a photo. Then I fill the tub, adding the bubbles and bath bomb, before stripping my dark clothing. I cover my tits with my arm and take another picture of my reflection in the mirror. I send both pics to him before I carefully slip into the tub, instantly relaxing at the warmth.

A blood curdling scream erupts from my phone, alerting me that he returned my text.

gdofFUCK: damn baby I miss you.

gdofFUCK: happy sappy shit day. I Love you.

I laugh at his description of this stupid holiday. Drying my hand on a towel before responding to him.

Dem0nGRL: I miss you too. Can we do a video later? I need to see you.

I hit send and not even a minute later, I'm surprised by the sound of a guitar rift. Wait, how did I hear his text notification?

"  just look here baby" his deep voice, breaks the silence of the house. He moves into the bathroom and leans down to place a soft kiss to my lips. Fuck, I've misses how he taste, how he smells,  how he sounds.

I finish my bath quickly, excited to get into his arms. He left the room to order the dinner, as I got dressed in my comfy pajama pants and his hoodie.

As I enter the living room, he is right in his place, searching through the movies. He selects My Bloody Valentine and smiles at me as I move to sit beside him. He has another idea though, grabbing my hips and pulling me into his lap.
" Fuck baby, you have no idea how much I missed you" he whispers in my ear before peppering my neck with kisses, pulling a moan from my lips. He wraps his arms tightly around my waist, pressing me against him. We sit in comfortable  silence, just watching the movie and enjoying being alone together. We are only interrupted once,  by our dinner getting delivered.

After we eat, I am back in the arms of my Antichrist. Right where I belong.