beyond the veil

chapter 37

As they stepped into the apartment, Dorian's demeanor shifted, his desire for Neon becoming palpable. Without a word, he pulled her into his arms, his kisses fervent and hungry.

Neon responded eagerly, matching his passion with her own. Between heated kisses, she murmured, "Dorian, I missed you so much," her voice filled with longing and need.

Dorian's hands roamed over her body, his touch igniting flames of desire within her. "I missed you too, my love," he breathed against her lips, his voice husky with desire. "I never want to be apart from you again."

With each kiss, each caress, their love blazed brighter, igniting a fire that burned with unbridled passion.

Dorian's eyes darkened with desire as he lifted Neon into his arms, carrying her to the bedroom. "I want you , my love," he murmured, his voice husky with longing. They disappeared into the bedroom, consumed by their love and desire for each other.

Their embrace deepened, their bodies pressed together as if they were trying to merge into one. Dorian's hands roamed over Neon's body, igniting sparks of pleasure with every touch. Neon's senses were overwhelmed by the scent of Dorian's cologne, the warmth of his skin, and the taste of his lips.

As they moved towards the bedroom, their passion consumed them, and they fell onto the bed in a whirlwind of desire. Clothes were shed in haste, exposing their heated bodies to each other. With every kiss and caress, they lost themselves in the ecstasy of their union, each moment bringing them closer together.

In the soft glow of the moonlight filtering through the window, they surrendered to the fire burning between them.

Neon: "Oh, Dorian..."

Dorian: "Yes, my love?"

Neon: "I love you so much..."

Dorian: "I love you too, my dear. Say it..."

Neon: "What do you mean?"

As they indulged in their intimate moments, Dorian whispered huskily, "Call me husband, my dear."

Neon: "Husband..."

Dorian: *smirks* "That's right, my sweet wife. Say it again."

Neon: "Dorian... husband..."

Encouraged by her response, Dorian* grins* urged her on, his voice a sensual murmur, "Louder, my love, say it louder. I wanna hear it"

Neon, caught up in the intensity of their connection, obeyed his request, her voice rising with each utterance, "Husband... husband..."

Dorian: *leans in closer* "Louder, my love. Let the whole world know."

Neon: *whispers* "Husband..."

Dorian: *kisses her passionately* "That's it, my beautiful wife. I love hearing you say it."

Dorian's eyes gleamed with satisfaction as he reveled in the sound of her voice, his desires fueled by her obedient response.

Their passionate encounter continued, each moment filled with longing and desire. Dorian's unusual request added a new layer of intensity to their intimacy, fueling their connection even further.

Neon, overcome by the ecstasy of their lovemaking, found herself lost in the depths of her emotions. With each fervent cry of "husband," she felt herself surrendering completely to Dorian, giving herself over to the overwhelming pleasure he provided.

For Dorian, hearing Neon call him "husband" in the throes of passion was a validation of their bond, a confirmation of their love that transcended the boundaries of time and space.

Wrapped in each other's arms, Neon and Dorian drifted into a blissful slumber, their bodies entangled in a cocoon of warmth and affection.

In the tranquility of the night, Neon's dreams were filled with visions of Dorian, his handsome face illuminated by the soft glow of moonlight. She whispered words of love and adoration, her heart overflowing with gratitude for the man who had brought light into her life.

Dorian stirred beside her, his breath a gentle caress against her skin. As he pulled her closer, Neon felt a sense of peace wash over her, knowing that she was safe and loved in his embrace.

In the depths of their shared dreams, they found solace and refuge from the trials of the world outside. And as the night melted into dawn, they remained locked in their private sanctuary, where love knew no bounds and time stood still.

Neon: "Dorian, I've noticed... you seem different, like you've lost a bit of self-control since we met again."

Dorian chuckled softly, his arms tightening around Neon. "Can you blame me, my dear wife?" he teased, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead. "When I have such a beautiful and enchanting wife like you, how can I resist?"But I promise to always keep you satisfied, no matter how unconventional my requests may be."

Neon playfully swatted his chest. "Oh, stop it," she said, but there was a hint of amusement in her voice. "You know I love you, perverted habits and all."You make every moment with you an adventure, and I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world."

Dorian grinned, leaning in to capture her lips in a sweet kiss. "And I love you, my dear wife," he whispered against her lips, his eyes shining with adoration. "Always and forever."
"And I wouldn't have guessed you'd indulge me in my little quirks," he replied, his voice laced with amusement. "But I suppose that's what makes us perfectly matched, my dear wife."

Neon couldn't help but smile at his words, feeling a warmth spreading through her at the affection in his tone. "I suppose you're right," she admitted, snuggling closer to him. "But don't get too used to it, husband. You might start getting ideas."

Dorian's laughter filled the air, the sound of it like music to Neon's ears. "As long as those ideas involve you, my love, I'm more than happy to entertain them," he whispered, pressing a loving kiss to her lips.