He didn't know when it started, this feeling in his chest. But he did know that it came back full force whenever he was around her. His body began to heat up, his heart would beat that little bit faster, and he would hardly be able to form coherent thoughts.
He thought it was just his body being strange, but then he realised. It was simply his body acknowledging that she was his.
He wasn't able to be around the home much, because of his work, so he didn't get to see her very often, and as well as that he had to come home and see that all his brothers had made moves on her since he'd been there last. While he was away at work they had plenty of time to steal her.
And Futo didn't like people stealing what was decidedly his.
That was why, after much deliberating, he found himself in her room at the vacation home. Just earlier she had basically said that all she wants out of them is a family, but he wouldn't accept that. He couldn't.
Even though she resisted all those times when he made a move on her, the look on her face as she slept now beneath him was all too inviting. Futo couldn't help but think that it's as though she knows what's coming and wants it herself— the very idea brought a smirk to his lips.
He remembers all the times she's interacted with him, the feeling he got that she was treating him simply as someone who was too young to understand, or too young to be on par with her. His smirk twists into a frown. He would show her he isn't too young. He'll show her just how worthy he is to be on par with her, or more realistically, above her.
He leaned down, bracing his hands against the bed on either side of her, simply observing her face. Her mouth was open slightly, much like he imagined it would be in ecstasy, and a serene expression graced her sleeping face. He smirked. She wouldn't be asleep for much longer.
Excitement and anticipation curled in his stomach at what he was about to do as he leaned down to her neck, inhaling in preparation for what came next. She smelled sweet, like vanilla, but with a slight spice. She shifted in her sleep, to his utter amusement, unintentionally bearing her neck to him. He shifted on the bed, fixing his position, and then brought his head down to her neck.
First, he wanted to taste her. His tongue snaked out of his mouth and touched against the warm, soft skin of her neck. He licked up slowly, to under her ear. This made her squirm slightly in her sleep, and he made a mental note to definitely do that while she was awake as well. He tasted her skin a little more, softening it for what was to come next.
And then, without warning, he brought his lips to her neck in a slight kiss before beginning to suckle. Even he had to admit that the taste of her delicate skin in his mouth was quite pleasant. He began to suck harder, moving so that his teeth grazed her skin every once in a while. He felt her movements beneath him, her squirming at his actions. He worried that she was awake for a moment, but a quick analysis of her still slowed breathing told him that she was indeed still asleep.
Finally, with a slight wet sound he released her skin. Proud, he gazed down at the darkly coloured mark he had left in complete satisfaction. He had marked her yet again to show that she was his, and this one wouldn't go for a while.
He lifted his body a little and glanced at her still sleeping face just to be sure. A smirk twisted his lips up. She wouldn't be sleeping for much longer.
He shifted his body so that he was straddling her legs but not putting any weight on her. That would wake her up for sure, and he only wanted her to wake up to what he was about to do next. With hands almost quivering in excitement, he began to unbutton her shirt. The sight that greeted him once he was done almost made his mouth water.
