that august night - c.l.

46. We agreed on not doing that

"You eyebrows need plucking." – Elena whispered as her body found itself on top of Charles' while they had small talks, looking at each other. Charles' eyes widened as he shook his head. "No, no way. I know what you are thinking about." – She stood up, sitting over his lap and trapping him with her hips down to the bed. Trying to get her bag so she can pull out tweezers. "No, you are not doing that." – He pulled them over, so she laid under him. His hands locked hers above her head as she laughed at him.

"Come on, it won't hurt. You are being a baby." – She complained but he never once moved. "There is no reason for it." – And he went on being stubborn but she never once took no as an answer. "Let's do skin care at least. Don't tell me you don't want few products on your face now..." – She gave him sad look, knowing that at one point he'll give up and give her what she wants. "Fine, but nothing besides that."

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"You said only few products..." – He complained, looking himself in the mirror as she sat on the sink, facing him. Elena listened to him bragging about having a mask on his face but she ignored it most of the times and didn't respond to any of his complains. "That's how life works Charles. You say you don't want too many problems but there is eight billion people in this world..." – She replied after a minute of silence in the bathroom, finishing with his face mask after she has already put on hers.

They spent their time mostly in bathroom. Charles complaining and Elena ignoring him most of the time focusing on his skin care, until it was time to go sleep. They fell in a dream with each other in their hands, being grateful for the moment they found themselves in.

Bright light woke Elena up, as her eyes tried adjusting to the room she found herself in. Curtains were slowly opened, sending one single trace of light in room just so she could locate everything inside of their apartment. She found Charles peacefully sleeping on his side with his arm extended while she previously laid on it.

Elena got an idea. Slowly getting up, not to wake him up even though he was deep in his dream at this time of the morning, she walked to her bag and pulled out tweezers. Elena decided to take the risk by sitting over his lap, not quite putting her weight over his hips, for easier access. She crouched down to his face, feeling him breathe softly as he would let out small snores here and there.

Only sound of his breathing and the waves of ocean far away filled her ears as she debated if she should actually try and do it. But nothing was stopping her now. Elena slowly placed her hands over his face to keep them steady earning nothing but deep breaths from Charles. But right at the moment she plucked first hair out, he moved, as she didn't back up. His hand scratched the spot she had tweezers on a moment ago.

Then he went back to deep breathing. She smiled to herself trying to contain her laugh before continuing to pluck his eyebrows. It took few more movements before Elena was met with his wide eye gaze. He stared at her as she laughed, continuing to pluck his eyebrows, he realized what was happening.

"Hey, we agreed on not doing that." – He complained, his morning voice deep and raspy as she continued laughing trying to get her hands out of his, as they didn't let her continue what she started. "Oh come on, just few more. It doesn't hurt, you were asleep for most of it." – She managed to say after calming herself. "You did that while I was asleep?" – He sounded surprised as why he didn't feel anything the whole time as she nodded at his words. "You slept like a baby, now let me finish please." – She pleaded but he didn't have much strength to fight her off and continue with their morning.

He took his phone while she continued plucking her eyebrows. He winced and started easing the pain by scratching the spot. "Okay, that didn't hurt. You are just being dramatic." – She shushed him down, removing his hands from his face. "All done. See, it wasn't that bad." – She shrugged her shoulders leaving the tweezers next to their night table.

He left his phone, sneaking his hands around her waist as she sat on his lap, now with her full weight on his hips. "You are never doing it again anyway." – He replied, sitting up, their faces closer as he leaned on the headboard of the bed, squeezing each side of her hips. "And you are a little excited, anyway." – She mocked, grinding her hips forward.

"You'vebeen sitting on me whole time, what do you expect?" – He asked, moving hishands up to her face and bringing her closer, placing their lips together. Shesmiled at his comment against his lips, rocking her hips even further as hishands pressed her body down to his. It was getting hard for Elena to move atthe strength he had. But Charles couldn't resist her body being this close tohis. It always made him go places.

His head rested against the headboard of their bed, and Elena took theopportunity to move her lips down his jawline, placing kisses all over his neckand naked shoulders.

Charles could only enjoy the feeling of her warmth on his naked skin, warminghis body as well. Her hands explored muscles over his chest as his gripped herhips tighter every time she would kiss the right spot. Their eyes remainedclosed, not needing to open them to know where to touch. Minutes into heatedmake out session, were turned into a deeper interaction as he was inside herand she continued on moving her hips, this time with more friction andsatisfaction to both of them.

She moaned in his ear, cursing under her breath every few moments, gripping onhis shoulders and leaving marks all over them. As Charles kissed her earlobeand neck, every now and then when he would find enough air, as she was kickingit out of his lungs with her movements.

Charles gripped on her hips, digging his fingers into her skin, probablyleaving red trace behind, but at that point that was the last thing they caredabout.

They cared about each other.

She wanted him to feel and hear her in every way possible, and he wanted to lether know how good she made him feel in every way possible.

Elena's breath hitched in her throat every now and then, at his lips leavingburning trace behind. She remembered every little place his lips kissed. Evenher scar on her shoulder she desperately wanted to remove.

"Oh my god-" - he let out a groan at her picking up the speed. Andshe couldn't calm her voice either. "Fuck." - She moaned outsqueezing her eyes shut, feeling the high build up in her abdomen and feelinghim tense up his muscles. One of his hands left her hips and cupped her face,positioning it in front of his own. "Open your eyes, love." - Hebreathed out and not even a moment after she looked him in the eyes.

So hypnotizing, yet cursed.

They hypnotized you to look deeper into them, to try and find the perfect wordto describe their shade. And whoever looked too long would get cursed by themuntil the point they haunted them in their sleep.

But was it bad? No. Elena neverthought of his eyes in a bad way. His eyes are the most perfect part of him.Besides his dimples, and smile, and hair- heis a perfection.

Charles' hands gripped each side of her face, as her mouth fell open at thefeeling of her high overcoming her body. Soon, he followed as the grip on herhip tightened. He breathed out loudly few times, before moving his hand fromher face, as two of his fingers traced her jawline, stopping under her chin andsoftly bringing their lips together.

Elena melted at softness of his touch and how careful he was with her. As ifshe was a porcelain doll only he knew how to touch without breaking. It didn'tlast long, but it felt enough as their eyes met again. And smiles wereplastered over both of their faces. The pair pulled their foreheads together,their breaths and heartbeats syncing while they came down from the adrenaline.

"I love you." - He whispered out. Elena's breath hitched but did notlet him know she was stunned by it.

He loved her.

"I love you too." - She replied back, feeling comfort, safety andhappiness. All the things she dreamed about feeling. The things she thoughtonly existed in fairytale stories.

She loved him as well.

Moments later they started a conversation, getting ready for the day on thebeach with Carols and Isa. The media will love it, for sure. Elena adjusted herponytail in bathroom mirror as Charles came in.

"You ready?" - Charles' hand sneaked around her waist, kissing theside of her head. "All ready." - She smiled at him in the mirror."Did I hurt you?" - He switched the subject, slowly turning her headseeing red traces of his fingers on her cheeks.

"No silly, it didn't hurt and it doesn't hurt. Don't worry about it. Whatyou should worry about..." - She pointed at his shoulders that had redmarks caused by the same things as the red on her cheeks.

"Yeah, we will not worry about it either. If someone asks justshrug." - She nodded at his words as they picked their bags and left theirroom, to meet with another loving couple who did not have any kind of differentmorning or night than they did.

Charles and Elena joked about how Carols' back had obvious scratches that wereway more visible than the ones Charles had. When the couple asked them whatthey were laughing about, they stopped laughing.

"Carols mate, maybe you should put a towel over your back and not take itoff the whole day?" - Charles replied earning a confused glance from Carols.And then the realization hit them.

Isa's cheeks went red as Elena hugged her in a sign of comfort as they walkedin front of their boyfriends who had their own conversation.