Only You

Chapter 22- Dakota

I know he's nervous. Wants to make sure I'm comfortable. But I want this. I want him like this.

I hold his face gently, my thumbs grazing the spot right between his ears & his jawline, where the two meet, & he moans into the kiss. I smile, pulling him closer, wanting to be close to him.

My tongue touches the edge of his lips & he meets mine with his, moving in harmony, as my hands reach up & gently undo his hairband. I feel the swish of his silky silver hair as it cascades onto his shoulders & brushes the edge of my face. I smile & release him gently, both of us breathing deeply & gazing into each other's eyes intensely.

I give a crooked smile & he chuckles. "How- how was it?" He asks nervously, playing with a piece of his hair.

I kiss him on the forehead, having to practically stand up off the couch to do so. "Amazing... I don't think I've ever seen your hair down..." I gently run my hand through it, stopping to cup his face tenderly.

He blushes, looking under his lashes at me. "You like it?"

My face reddens & I cough nervously, burying my face in his soft chest to hide my embarrassment. "Y-yes."

I feel him chuckle, patting my hair down comfortingly. "It's ok, love. You don't need to be nervous or embarrassed. I like you just as much, if not more, than you do me..."

"Mmm..." I mumble. "I know... it's just- why do you always have to be so fucking handsome all the time? It's hard to maintain any form of composure around you!"

He rubs my back slowly & affectionately. "You don't have to, you know... Be composed... I'll take you however you are..."

I grumble unintelligibly & he laughs softly, planting a kiss on my hair gently, & I bury myself closer to his chest, nuzzling up against his comfy sweater. He rubs my back soothingly, & I let him, reaching up to wrap my arms around his neck, settling my head barely on his collarbone. "I love you, you know that?" I grumble, eyes still closed, & he laughs nervously.

"You make that sound like an insult..."

I smile slightly, snuggling closer to him, & he lays down across the couch to accommodate me. "It's not, I just- wanted you to know... That I'm perfectly comfortable doing this... For many years to come..."

I hear him smile & sigh, arms wrapping gently around waist, pulling me into his chest. "Me too... I... love you, Dakota..."

I beam, lolled into a contented sense of peace, sure that, no matter what happens, this is where I belong.

Awwwwwwwwwwwwww :3 <3. They are so cute... There's nothing like being loved unconditionally [sighs]...