𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙣'𝙨 𝙨𝙪𝙣

𝒇𝒊𝒇𝒕𝒚

Calvin
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For some twisted reason, I thought Saturn would be excited to see me.

After three torturous days of mourning, the Commander had made the executive decision to release us all on our previously scheduled date. This day was Saturn's birthday, and I thought that my return would be a very special gift for her indeed.

A stunning bouquet of white roses across my arm, I knocked on her bedroom door. I could imagine her expression; stunned, wide-eyed, rejoiceful. It would make all of this worth living through. She was worth living for.

After three knocks, Saturn still had not answered the door. I wondered if she was out, celebrating her birthday with friends. I tried the door, finding it to be unlocked.

The first thing I noticed was the mess. Saturn was typically quite organized, and I had certainly never seen her room in such a state of chaos. This didn't look like my Saturn's room, it more resembled that of Tom or Darius. When I saw her, it made sense. The disorder merely reflected what Saturn was feeling.

I had been correct in one aspect of my assumption, her eyes were indeed wide at the sight of me. However, there was not a single trace of joy in her expression. Her cheeks were tear-stained and puffy. It appeared as though she'd been crying ever since my departure. Her chest began to rise and fall rapidly, as though she were afraid of me.

I reached out to her, setting the roses on her bedside table. "Darling, it's me," I murmured, holding her hand, "I made it home for your birthday. Isn't that wonderful?"

Saturn pulled away from me, and my heart dropped. "How could you do that to me, Calvin?" She asked.

As if my heart weren't already broken enough.

"That letter destroyed me," Saturn continued, in a fit of panicked rage, "you basically solidified my worst fear. That someday you're going to leave and never come back to me. How could you?"

"Saturn, please..." I pleaded, turning her chin towards me, "I need you to forgive me. I can't go on knowing how much pain I've caused you. It is destroying me, love. Please. I need your understanding."

Saturn shook her head, short gasps of air escaping her lips. All I wanted was to wrap myself around her and shield her from the world. But, according to her body language, that would only make matters worse. My touch was not enough to settle her. I was not enough to settle her. Nothing was.

"You told me you were safe," Saturn cried, "I can't forgive your lies, Calvin."

"I need you to try and be reasonable, darling," I said, "I wasn't lying when I told you I am safe at training. The two soldiers we lost this week didn't follow the commander's instructions. That is the only reason they are no longer here."

Saturn took a long, shuddered breath. "I just can't handle losing you, Calvin," she said softly, "after losing so many people in my life I don't think I would survive losing you too."

Now, I seized the opportunity to hold her. In my arms, Saturn relaxed, and so did I. "You're not going to lose me, Saturn," I whispered, "I promise you. I will always come home, and I will never make you think otherwise again."

Saturn nodded against my chest. "I really love you, Calvin," she murmured.

There they were, my favourite words, all in one sentence.

"I love you too, my darling," I said, "can I show you how much I love you?"

Saturn's doeish, teary eyes gazed up at me, and suddenly, life made sense again.

"Yes."

One word, that was all I needed from her. It held thousands of meanings to me. Yes, Calvin, you can worship me the way I deserve. Yes, you can give me all of yourself. Yes, you can fuck me into an uncontrollable state of bliss.

I gently pressed her backwards, careful not to startle her. Saturn's body was still recovering from her anxiety attack. I would have to be slow with her, protective. I was never rough with Saturn, she was simply too delicate. Today, she was even more so.

Her sweet vanilla scent clouded my senses as I removed her clothing piece by piece. Fuck, Saturn. How you make my head spin. It was impossible to focus on just one piece of her. Her lips, her breasts, her waist, those damn eyes. It was difficult not to lose myself in a frenzy of desire, but I persisted. No amount of satisfaction was worth hurting my Saturn.

As I slowly pressed into her, her eyes flickered shut. She was reacting to me just as I had hoped she would; with relaxation, comfort, and familiarity.

"Have you missed me, Saturn?" I uttered against her lips.

"Y-yes," she stammered, her eyes remaining shut as I thrusted into her.

I gathered my wits, unable to think straight. "Show me how you've missed me," I demanded, too overwhelmed to maintain my gentle tone.

Saturn knew what to do. I'd taught her well, it seemed. She rolled onto me, keeping my cock buried inside of her. As she grinded down onto me, I clutched her hips to guide her. She cried out, and I prayed I hadn't been too harsh. When her cries persisted, I knew that they were of pleasure, not of pain. She even managed to muster a deep, guttural moan to escape my lips. It seemed to serve as motivation for her to only fuck me harder.

What an ethereal goddess.

"Are you close, princess?" I murmured, noticing Saturn had begun to slow. She nodded, unable to form words. "Don't stop now," I advised, "come, darling. You deserve it."

With that, my hopes were secured. Saturn came down on me, and I held her in my arms as she recovered. She continued to shake and there were tears in her eyes, but for an entirely different reason than before. What power I held, having the ability to morph her anxiety into ecstasy.

"Are you alright?" I breathed against her neck.

"Better than alright," Saturn replied, her tone matching mine, "that was the best birthday gift I've ever received."

After all of the events of the day, I had nearly forgotten it was her birthday. I had no doubt that my gift would surpass all others she may receive today, or ever again. It was sex that reflected Saturn and I's relationship. Messy, gentle love. It was easing the mind of the love of my life. It was a gift, but it was much more than that.

Removing my cock from her at last, I leaned back and pulled Saturn onto my chest. She clung to me as if her life depended on it. I did the same. I sucked at any of her exposed skin that my mouth could reach. At last, we both felt an immense wave of clarity. She was all I would ever need in life, and I was the same to her.

"Happy Birthday, my sweet Saturn."