His Soft Spot

{Forty One}

It's not really a warning, but there is mentions of ED in this chapter. Nothing too bad I hope.

"You're not even getting my nail anymore." I giggled and looked up at Dante. He was helping me paint my right hand, but doing a very poor job. There was white all over my finger.

"Not my problem that your hand it small." He said with a slight chuckle and moved to the next finger. "Or you could've asked Liv." He added as well, I looked back down at my hands, "but I like doing your nails, is it's okay." He leaned forward and kissed my forehead then continued to horribly paint my nails.

"Can I do yours next?" I asked, he looked at me like I was crazy.

"You want to do mine?" He asked and I nodded, a smile smile creeping up on me. "Sure kitten." Then as he finished my nails, my mind raced on what I should do to him. Neon colours maybe! He would wash it off.

Once was nails were dry, I hurried back to our room to get some more nail polish. Oh yeah, I walked into his office and insisted that he did my nails. Well no, I was on the verge of crying cause I couldn't do it by myself and he said he could help, then I agreed, but the first way sounds less embarrassing. I picked a nice dark blue for him, the returned back to his office.

"C'mon, break time." I said took his hand and he stood up from his chair.

"I just took a break doing your nails-" he said and I shrugged and we moved over to the comfy couch.

"Doesn't matter. You should just take the rest of the day off." I said and sat down, he did too and I turned sideways on the couch crossed legged, but then he decided to lay back and pulled me up atop of him so I sat near the bottom of his torso.

I picked up his hand and held it in mine then got the brush and painted it on his nail, I then looked up at him, he didn't look amused. "You'll be a pretty boy." I giggled and he rolled his eyes. "And you can't wash it off."

I finished off with his nails, both hands, then blew on them lightly to dry them quicker. "They look so good!" I exclaimed.

"They're okay." He mumbled and I frowned.

"Don't ruin it Cherry." I muttered. He huffed and sat up, sliding me down to straddle his lap. "What are you doing?" I whispered and looked up at him.

"Nothing." He whispered, then kissed my neck and my cheeks turned red. I don't know if it's from embarrassment or what to be honest. "Hm, you like that?" He teased, in response I tilted my head to the side.

He put his hands on my hips, I felt my body freeze up. His thumbs rubbed against my skin and I tensed even more. "Dante." I said, I felt like I was out of breath, "Dante stop." I spoke louder and pushed his hands off me. "I don't want to do it." Before he could reply, I got off him and walked out of the room, closing the door a little hard.

"Kitten." He called after me but I got to our room and closed the door on his face and locked the door.

"Go- jerk yourself off or something." I muttered, my eyes began to sting with tears.

"I wasn't trying to do anything." He said, I didn't believe him. "I promise."

"I don't care." I mumbled, I kept the door locked and sat down on the bed, pulling out my phone, I didn't hear Dante leave from the other side. "You can go." I said.

"I'm not leaving kitten." He sighed.

"You'll be standing there forever." I put in my earphones, then turned up my music really loud so I couldn't hear him talking to me. I don't know why my mood changed so quick, but him touching me like that just freaked me out.