The protector

Colorful Carnival

(Photo edited by me so please don't steal the colored version)(can find the picture on the Internet just black and white)

Chapter 27

The moving of the covers as sunlight warms my cold skin, the warmth of something wrapped around my waist like a weight.

My chest rising slowly as hit air escapes from my lips, my fingers curled in fist around a bunch of blankets. My brown hair covering my face as it tickles my neck.

Shifting I let out a low yawn, the heat of the blankets like a little cocoon. My back pressed firmly against a warmth that I can not place, heat runs though my body like a million little fire ants.

Shifting under the covers I stifle out a yawn, the weight tightens as a strong force pushes me towards a solid form.

My head no longer resting against a feather filled pillow.

Peeling my eyes open slowly tan skin fills my view as warm air brushes over the crown of my head, his face relaxed and even as his breathing stays completely calm.

Like a soft teddy bear his face relaxed, I slowly trace his face, my finger traveling over his jaw. The twitch or his lips as I gently run my index finger over them, the softness of the plump pink skin.

His long lashes perfectly extending from his eyelids, the blond hair I have come so used to laying floppy and limp on his face.

Little strands of deep honey brown tangled together with the sun like yellow hair that covers his head. Lines crease his forehead as he scrunches up his nose, a warm burst of air flows from his mouth hitting me directly in the face.

The small shady look of not shaving, covers his jaw and chin, his warm hands touch my exposed skin; my feet only touching his shin as I move closer.

The happiness I feel bubbling around the surface as I press a soft kiss to his nose, he shifts and mumbles a soft word under his breath. Yesterday's events falling away like broken glass.

He may have been cold only nine hours before but I see the kindness in his heart, Vance could actually read the compassion hidden deep within him.

His eyes flutter slightly as I trace patterns across his very bare chest, the warm skin shifting under my own finger.

The icy blueness of his eyes become clear as they slowly open, tiredness sits right behind the deep pools.

They stare right at me, then suddenly with out warning his lips crush on top of my own lips. The softness invading my skin as I grip his arms, warmth spreads in me like a fire eating me from inside.

A husky chuckle vibrates through his chest as I let out a surprised squeal.

His hand slides up slowly and slip under my shirt, my chest pressed firmly against his, the minty taste of his mouth.

Tongue against one another the heat shared between each other. He pulls me up with those massive hands to sit on his lap, my bottom touching a very hard object, my legs split and resting on both sides of his.

A smile spread over my face at his excitement, a eyebrow raises on my face. Leaning forward I capture his lips in mine.

My hands on both sides of his cheeks, the stubbles rubbing against my palm. His hands roughly gripping my hips as his teeth nibble at my lower lip. A very girly giggle forms in my mouth before entering the air.

He lets my lips go, his eyes looking deeply into my own. The ocean blue eyes like a maze of emotions and memories, every turn taking me to my next destination or clue.