There's nothing more perfect than this feeling you always had around him, a certain warmth there was, not a blazing one but the kind crackling within your body. Where the soft glow traced his beauty under cloudless nights, looking at you as though you were his world, no doubt in his eyes that always stared at you. While the castle began to set, under creaky floorboards and hanging lights, Howl began making his way to your shared bedroom. Every ache and pain in his body forced him to go to bed, wanting nothing more to hold you as he fell asleep.
The rain dropping down onto the tin roof didn't help, lulling him to sleep before he even began to walk to your room. You on the other hand had been waiting for him, knowing how easily stressed and panicked he can get when the smallest thing doesn't turn out as planned in his head. The bed was made to his liking, two cups of lavender tea still steaming on the nightstand. But you? Terrified if anything you wore would disappoint him, even if you knew he wouldn't have you any other way, the pressure of a man as beautiful as him was too daunting.
Howl was getting close, his footsteps bringing more fear as you were too indecisive with what to wear, only have a baby blue nightgown all ruffled up from your worry. The door opens revealing Howl to almost collapse on himself from exhaustion. But even then, he looked so angelic.
You on the other hand, feeling as though you wanted to disappear, sense of panic consuming you.
Clambering into bed, "I didn't expect you to be in bed this early."
Howl took a deep sigh, "I'm sorry," unbuttoning his blouse and slipping off his shoes, "but I can finally hear about your day, and tonight we'll finally get to finish our book together."
He looks you up and down at your stressed state, already making you more insecure.
"What's the matter? Did I scare you?"
No words came out of your mouth, fumbling with a bunched up part of your dress. Howl came closer, cupping your face to look him in the eyes, even full of exhaustion there was no hinder of love from him.
"Talk to me, did something happen? Is this because I'm always late to bed? Because if so then I can just—"
"That's not it at all Howl," reaching his hands to press your lips against them. "I know how much your work consumes you, it's just that, and it stupid saying it out loud..."
"If it's making you nervous to be around me then it isn't, I love you, and want to make you feel at ease at all times, so tell me, what has you running around the place?" A giggle leaving his body.
"It's just that— you're always so pristine and elegant with everything you do, everything I am compared to you is nothing when I look at you–"
"That couldn't be anymore than a lie."
Pulling your body into his, warmth exuding through yours, a familiarity bubbling in both you. He snakes his arms around your waist, faces no more than a inch apart.
"You've always amazed me with the beauty you possess my darling," diving his nose into your neck and rubbing the sides of your hips with his hands against his. He begins to press butterfly kisses into your skin, murmuring incoherent praises as he trailed down further down your body. Reaching your abdomen and sliding your gown up to reveal your panties, hooking a finger and pulling it down.
Pulling his head back for his lips to graze your ear," let me prove just how much I'm devoted to you, through body and mind."
Already kneeling on the bed, Howl parted your lips, wetness dirtying his fingers. You wrapped your legs around his head, using your heel to push his down to get the hint.
Chuckling, "I'd rather take my time to admire you and all divine parts of you my love," pushing your butt up to bring your pussy to his mouth. He laid kisses along your inner thighs and made kitten licks along your slit. Howl always took his time no matter what, yet teases you until all you're screaming for is him, as he always intends to. Your hands gripped his hair to push him into for more friction, fingers gripping you down. Tongue delving in deeper feeling the pulse of your cunt beat against him, watching your eyes rolling back when you lose all control of yourself.
He starts sucking your clit, moving back and forth to swirl his tongue around your heat. While his face was buried into your cunt, you gushed all over his mouth, arching your back while forcing his tongue in deeper. Howl sucked it all up, the overstimulation running down in tears across your cheeks. Even with you squirming his actions were unrelenting. Howl lifted his head back up, smirking at the work he did, "thats my good girl, taking me so well."
You can cum a thousands times tonight and he won't be any less happy with the neglect of his hard cock in his pants.
"Howl please, I want you inside me," twitching your legs around him where he already began to pull down his pants. Taking his dick and slapping it on your puffy cunt, sliding it against your folds to lubricate it. He only wanted to relish in the sight before him, you a beautiful mess, all because of him.
Smashing his lips into yours, he shoves his cock inside you, stretching you open more than before, rutting into you with fluid yet staggered movements. Hands intertwined with yours, whispering praises to you into your lips.
"You're so beautiful, no matter how you look I'll always love you and take you no matter what."
Being under him was the best sight you could've had, his hair all messy and stuck to his skin, noises only you get to hear being fucked right out of him.
Howl sucked in a breath, fucking you with all he has, both you bodies as if they were merging into each other with how close you both were. Whimpers left him, high pitched while he tried to muffle them into your kisses. His thrusts weakened, one final push into the hilt of you, finally creaming around his dick, costing both of your thighs. You couldn't make out his mumbling, but knew it was filled with all the adoration he had for you.
Still inside you, he flipped you onto his stomach and held onto you as though you would disappear. You can hear his rapid heartbeat and feel his fingers tracing your back like was mapping the constellations. No words were shared between you, such a feeling coursing through both of you speaking enough. Once your eyelids began to droop, Howl picking you up and cleaning the sex off you, he takes one final moment to lay a kiss on your forehead and nuzzle into your chest for the rest of the night, where the rain and warmth of you soothed him back to sleep.
