𝕴𝖓 𝖆 𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖑𝖉 𝖋𝖚𝖑𝖑 𝖔𝖋 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖐𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉,
𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖎𝖗 𝖗𝖊𝖑𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖕 𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖇𝖗𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖊𝖘𝖙
𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖗𝖔𝖜𝖉?
♮.
❝You've lightened my darkness up, sunflower. I get lost in your deep...
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"No, May said I sleep on the couch." Duncle said, frowning. I giggled.
Nicolas was staying the night, which means me and May gets to sleep in the same room, while duncle sleeps on the couch, and Nicolas stays on their room. Which was weird, Nicolas and I are married.
"Aunt May, Nicolas can sleep with me?" I shouted through the halls, which was not necessary. Nicolas leaned on the wall, confused.
"Why do I not get to sleep on the couch?" He asked.
Duncle and I looked at each other. Duncle shrugged.
"You hear that, love?" Duncle spoke, raising his voice for May to hear. He was doing it on purpose, because May was already walking to us. "He said 'why do I not get to sleep on the couch.'"
Aunt May held unto two pillows, new ones. Her eyebrows raised while she glanced at duncle.
"Because, Rodriguez— the couch and you are soulmates!"
I laughed, here they go again.
"Aunt May, Nicolas can sleep with me. He's my husband?" I asked, showing them my ring. They were still arguing over the couch, which means— they did hear me, but didn't mind me. I rolled my eyes, grabbing his hand.
I dragged him inside my room, closing the door as quietly as possible.
A chuckle leaves his mouth.
"I'm not supposed to be here." He says quietly. I turned around, looking at him.
God, he was so beautiful I despised it because I might be obsessed with him.
His smile was wide, which became the chance for me to kiss those lips.
I backed away, pouting at him. "Are you sure you don't want to stay here?" I asked.
He shook his head, like he knew what was happening. Did I know what was happening? No. But I loved this. The sneaking around.
"Come here." Before I could reply, I was already inside his arms.
His lips met mine, and everything was in the dark.
The kiss takes too long, but I savored every bit of it. Nicolas didn't stop kissing me like a hungry wolf. My husband's lips were soft and sweet, which became the reason why I bit it softly. He groaned in between our kiss, his whole chest vibrating from the pleasure. Something in between me throbbed. His hands move to my neck, the kiss becoming harder.
I break the kiss, searching for air.
"Slow down, I'm not going anywhere." He breathed, a smirk on his face. I punched him lightly, biting my own lips. God, I was eating this man alive.
But then, I realized I didn't know anything about this... this thing.
