Vegas & Pete - The reason why I love you

I - 5 A midnight bath

Vegas

We were languid in the bathtub. I grabbed his foot and took his toes one by one into my mouth, sucking and nibbling them gently.

Pete eyes closed, head resting on the edge of the tub seemed asleep. I never took my eyes off him, looking one by one at all the elements of that beautiful face that I adored.

His mouth was the most beautiful I have ever seen. When his two corners rolled up to smile at me after love, it was his way to show me how satisfied he was and each time I felt like I was losing ground.

It was as if he wanted to reassure me, to tell me 

– Baby you're the best, don't worry I'm fine – it was a love language between us that only we understood.

Sometimes he lifted his eyelids a little as if simply opening his eyes was too exhausting. When it happened, we didn't talk, her lips parted and her eyes said to me : "I'm tired baby but I still want you."

It seemed that our bodies, which had taken so long to find each other, no longer wanted to be separated. Like if we were afraid of it. So I told myself that a little extra session would not be too much.

This night I decided to play it soft because for me it was like a second "first night". It wasn't that our first time wasn't wonderful. I still relive the moment he took my arm and grabbed my neck to press his lips on mine. I can still hear his moans when I entered him. That unforgettable night has haunted all my dreams ever since.

But we weren't sure about what we felt yet. It was losing him that made me understand that he had taken everything, my heart, my body, my soul and there would be no more life without him.

When I saw him again at the Hum bar my heart exploded when I saw how sad he looked. A small hope that he shared my feelings began to grow in me.

When I saw him again at the Hum bar my heart exploded when to see how sad he looked. A little hope that he shared my feelings began to grow in me.

I pushed my luck so far as to shout "shoot me" telling myself that he couldn't do it if he loved me, even a little. I didn't ask for more. I wanted a chance to fix all the evil things I had done to him by giving him my life. I left the place with a heart full of joy.

Unfortunately when dad decided to attack the main family I could only do the job but I took all my precautions so that Pete was not put in danger.

I was desperate. I had no doubt that it was going to end in a bloodbath and that I would die. I was like a jerk, happy to see him one last time and, if it had to end there, to be able to die by his hands.

But life was kind to me that day and not only I survive but Pete left everything for me.

I would like to give him back everything he did for me and I swore to myself to give him my respect. He is the person I respect the most in the world, the only one I consider my equal. From now on I will listen to what he tells me, I will do what he asks from me and I will let him decide for everything.

If he wants it soft then our sex life will be soft. But I hope that he share the same tastes as me and I hope that, soon, he will want things to be spiced up a bit.

In my head I have already thought of many sexual games that we could do together and I tremble with desire imagining that my fantasies will one day come true.

Pete

Oh what a night! My baby has gone above and beyond to satisfy me. I feel in all his gestures, his kisses, his caresses, that he treats me like a precious teacup locked up in a glass case.

He thought each time of my desire before his. I'm not used to all this attention. I always had to fight in life but I didn't regret it.

I did what was expected from me without any qualms and I lived from day to day without thinking about the day after. 

But everything changed with him. He forced me to think about what I wanted to do with my life, to project myself. And what I want is a future with him, I want it to last a long long time, always...

But for that, we have to accept each other, not try to change each other. I don't know if I would find the words to make him understand that I love him the way he is, brutal, violent, enraged even when, in his fits of anger, he throws everything he can get his hands on.

That night he was the most tender of lovers but it wasn't really him. I felt he was holding himself back for me. And I want my Vegas back.

- Vegas?

- Hmmm?

- My love, do you want to please me?

- Anything, my love. You just have to ask.

- Tie me Up !

He was startled and a light goes on deep in his eyes.

- Are you sure ?

- I told you to tie me up! Legs and wrists.

- Oh Peeete, he said standing up.