You loving me is my biggest flex ~Part 2

1.

(Song: Those eyes~ New West)
(Or the song: Requiem- Shey Baba)
Aresu opened her eyes and blinked against the warm sun.
The light filled the room and drew small pattern of the white wall.
All posters and pictures seemed to glow in the yelllow light.
The alarm clock had not yet rung.
Looking at the peaceful man beside her, she smiled, touching his cheek gently to not wake him.
The light made his golden hair shimmer brightly and his tan skin look absolutely flawless. His long lashes touched his cheek gently, creating a small shadow that looked like the feathers of a peacock.
His curved lips were pulled up to a resting smile, one that always lingered there and could so easily be triggered by words and actions.
Aresu shifted closer, intertwined their fingered and kissed his knuckles.
His smile grew.
He was awake it seemed.
Slowly she closed her eyes and waited.

He slowly woke up to soft fingers brushing over his cheek, ever so gently and lovingly.
Still in his slumber he willed himself to slowly began to fully wake up. More sensations came.
Soft wind brushing his hair, soft fingers intertwining with hers, soft lips caressing his knuckles.
When he opened his eyes, hers closed.
He looked at her in the morning light, saw her red hair glistening like fire in the sun and felt the soft pressure of her fingers against his.
His smile widened and he placed a brief kiss on her parted lips.
And she kissed back.

Slowly the sleep faded and was replaced by loving sensations and caressing hands that explored the other's body.
Their lips felt warm and soft against each other. Like keys locking in the perfectly designed lock.
They drowned into each others embrace, feeling the soft blanket slip around their bodies. Laying close, skin pressed against each other, hands keeping the other so very close, it was almost as if their hearts began to grow together.
Being one.
And only one.
She bent her neck and interrupted the kiss, locking his eyes with her green ones, smiling and never intending to let go.
His soft fingers brushed her frizzy hair behind her ear and slowly began to trace down to crook of her neck, up to her collarbone and again to her chin, holding it, before pulling her in for another kiss.
This fingers traced over her arm, leaving goosebumps behind that tickled her skin arousingly.

"You're teasing me," she whispered and looked into his blue eyes. As blue as the sky and as deep as the ocean.
"Am I?"
"Mhm."
"Shall I stop then?"
"Never," she whispered and her hands traveled up and down his torso.
"I should, now that you pointed it out."
"How dare you," she giggled and placed her fingers into his stubbles.
The soft hair under her fingers felt utmost
relaxing.
"We have to get up sometime," Rafe mumbled and his fingers travelled down to the waistband of her pyjamas.
"Indeed. Not yet though. Not yet—"
His fingers found the ribbon and slowly pulled at it, loosening the fabric.
"You sure, the alarm could go off any minute?"
"Then we'll press on snoozing."
"Yes, my queen," he bent down and kissed her, now towering slightly above her. He slipped down her trousers and his hand found it's way to her vagina.
She opened her legs a little wider and let his fingers slip deeper.
They seemed to explore her, teasing her soft spot, moving in and out, only sometimes gently running over her skin before they dug deeper and caressed every inch of her pleasurable spots.
Aresu let out a whispered whine.
"You gotta be quit, baby. Your mum is gonna hear us."
"Then let her," she whispered, bent forward and locked their mouths.
Tongues exploring the other, dancing and battling to win.
Her abdomen screamed with pleasure before all got loose and his fingers began to fasten their speed, now willingly penetrating her soft spot.
Her neck thrown into the pillow, her back curved seductively.
He kissed her stomach and she released all that tension that built up in her abdomen, creating a feeling of relieve, lust and utmost happiness into her bones.
At that moment, the alarm bell rung.
Rafe giggled, sat up and pulled Grisu up.
"We gotta get ready for the first day of College now. We don't want to be late on the first day, do we?"
"Nope," she said and popped the p joyously before standing up.