DOOM SAGA I - I'll be home tomorrow

Day 193

He couldn't remember when he had felt real sunlight on his face. For a moment it was still, but then the noise of birds singing and a breeze touching the leaves of the trees emerged from the silence. He inhaled deeply, tasting the forest around him. The sign of autumn freckled the green tops and the pines seemed to come through harsher already, yet the day was warm. A distant shriek made him sit up as he heard a burst of amused laughter.

"Slay! Come on, you need to see this!", she yelled from somewhere behind the bushes, and as he stepped through he nearly got run over by her. She didn't stop though, running behind something. A sheer white dress hung from her body, now well-fed, as she jumped through another bundle of green.
"Oh no! Where did it go?!", she uttered disappointed. "It's so fast!" She giggled again and her eyes searched the area as he approached.
"There it is!", she whispered excited and pointed her finger to a tree stump on the ground, a brown and white fluff slipping into it. She ran right up to it, but of course, she made too much noise and it bolted away, the girl following. He felt himself chuckle and he joined her hunt halfheartedly, following her instead of the bunny. They came up onto a rock and she jumped down after the bunny, a surprised screech echoed in the trees before she SPLOSH hit the water. As he looked over the edge he saw her paddling in the calm lake, still looking around for the animal.
"Where did it go?!", she panted, somewhat worried about the little bunny being in the water. From above he saw the creature that circled around her, a small shark-like fish. It bumped into her leg and she shrieked and giggled as it shoved her legs.
"There it is...!", she said as if the fish was the same animal she was chasing moments before.
He easily climbed down the side and she was already stepping out of the water, shaking herself like a dog before standing on a flat and smooth boulder, letting the sun dry her off. He walked in front of her, looking at her up and down, her healthy curves shining through the wet fabric. He could see everything. He laid his hands around her waist to pull her closer and earned an intrigued huff. One of the straps was already off her shoulder and his finger travelled up her spine, leaving goosebumps in their trail, before pulling down the other one and the fabric covering her bust. He examined her perfectly sized breasts, not too big for a body so small, her face blushed bright red and yet her wet eyes gazed at him willingly.
No... what was he doing?! Why was he touching her, looking at her like that?! He wanted to draw back but only then did he realize he was not the one in control. He was the audience in his own head. He let his nose run through the valley along the softly blue glowing sternum, feeling cold and pure energy tickle his skin and wander through his nerves, before he finally went up to her neck. No... No...! Stop...! He tasted her throat, biting gently and she moaned as he grasped her behind with his right hand under the dress, pressing her tightly against him. He kissed her chin, her cheeks, his nose slightly touching hers as he got closer and closer.
With all his will he pressed his eyes shut, and when he ripped them open again he was lying in the bed, Io snuggled to his side and asleep. He felt the pressure of his longing, her knee rubbing against it as she moved unrestful. No, he thought, that's not right. He gnashed his teeth forcing his mind to take back control of his body. She was awakening and he wouldn't forgive himself if she noticed... it. He felt a slight layer of sweat on his skin before he recoiled, her knee had hit its target precisely. She slumped off his shoulder as he darted up, complaining about the sudden movement. He sat on the edge of the bed, his arms gripping his belly. He wheezed and grunted, his hand reaching to pull on his hair multiple times but he withstand the urge.
Worried eyes watched him. His reaction was more violent than she would expect from a kick in the balls. Of course, she had felt it... him... but she couldn't care less. She reached for his bared back and felt the sweat before he shrugged her off.
"Did I h-hurt you?!", she asked quietly but concerned. She scrambled off the bed to stand in front of him but he turned his face away. He was obviously hiding his arousal that mixed with his pain. He stopped her hand from touching him and as he raised his eyes she saw tears gathering, guilt and disgust plagued his face. Her heart ached. She understood, took a step back subconsciously and tugged the cardigan close. He huffed and let his head fall again, knowing she would react like that, though it hurt stronger than expected. He was a loathsome piece of shit. A hideous remain of what he had worked so hard to be. Nothing better than those he had killed over and over.
"No...", she whispered, grabbing his head and forcing him to look.
"Slayer...! It was just a dream. Just a dream...", she said and touched her forehead against his. He tried to revolt but her hold was firm.
"You didn't do anything. Such things happen all the time. It's okay. I'm not a child anymore, Slayer. And you are just a man."
She kissed his forehead gently and brushed his tears away.
"Just a man."
He pulled away, shaking his head fiercely. He was more. He needed to be. She grabbed him furiously on his chin, stronger than he had ever felt from her.
"Did you hurt me in your dream?", she asked. Confused he shook his head slightly.
"Did I want to do it as well?", she asked. He nodded timidly, calming down.
"Did you... long for me?", she asked and blushed but held his gaze. He hesitated,  nodded.
"Then there is nothing wrong about it! And it was just a dream. It doesn't mean anything! I know... I know you will never hurt me. We've been stuck here on top of each other for so long... And it's not like I've never had such dreams in my life, I know how weird or uncomfortable they can be! I once dreamt of my teacher!", she ended depressing her voice like she didn't want anyone else to hear. His thankful eyes closed as some of his guilt was taken off his chest.
"Did I have boobs...?", she asked amused. He covered his face embarrassed but still nodded for an answer.
"You see, that can't be reality then! Look how flat I am! Like a fucking boy!", she joked and went to pull up her shirt but he stopped her and grunted upset. His arms held her softly, not wrapping around her back this time and he rested his chin on the mid of her chest above her heart. He looked at her for a moment before bringing his attention to the spot he had felt the energy from, nuzzling it briefly in search of more before he grabbed her quickly and threw them onto the bed together. She squeaked surprised and giggled delightedly. As they had found their comfortable spot, face to face, he pulled the sheet over them creating a tent-like blanket cave and only a little bit of dimmed sunlight managed to shine through. They lay for minutes, an eternity for them, doing nothing but look into each other's eyes, speaking in silence as they just knew what the other one was thinking.
"Are you scared to leave tomorrow?", she whispered. He looked at her deeply.
"Are you scared because of me? Of what they might wanna do with me?"
He frowned and intertwined his fingers with hers. She shivered a little and he felt his stomach churn. She looked at him, he saw her anxiousness as she held his gaze.
"They hit me-", she whined and he immediately pulled her into his arms.
"They hate me..."
He was so proud of her right now.
"They wanted to kill me...!", she sobbed frightfully. Until now she had never told him what they had done, only kicked and thrown stuff at him as he had tried to unlock the portal two weeks ago. She had frantically screamed at him to stop, even bitten and scratched him like a rabid animal. He had not tried again. Now they needed to, but they did it on her terms. He was not happy about going back there as well, but he couldn't imagine what it felt like for her, going back to face a whole planet of people who hate you, had hurt you, even tried to kill you. But she was not alone anymore. And he would make them understand what happened if they touched her. He did everything to make her feel that.