The Light That Shines From Above

Chapter 28

I stirred as my mind began to wake, my legs shifting then freezing when they bumped into something behind me. As the rest of my body started to move around my eyes slowly opened. I was facing the doorway. The room was bright signaling both of us had fallen asleep without getting up to turn it off.

Even with the knowledge of where he was my eyes flickered to his empty coffin. I held relatively still as I registered our position. Ikzo's front was pressed into my back with one hand tucked under my pillow and the other wrapped around my body. I had my right hand grasping it so it came across my waist then up towards my chest. My fingers were draped around the back of his hand with my thumb resting in his palm.

I didn't remember falling asleep this close but I did vaguely recall waking in the middle of the night on his chest. I hardly registered the action before I fell back into a dreamless sleep.

I attempted to stretch but was stopped midway as Ikzo adjusted his grip. His hand pressed flat against my torso just below my breasts and tugged me closer. I felt his chin touch the top of my head as he settled. I mashed my lips together then rolled them out, smiling a bit at the action. It was cute.

This time he moved first, his body shifting out of its recently stilled state. I felt his head pull back then heard his head brush against the pillow. His hands did not move. I wondered what he was thinking.

"That I get the appeal now." His voice replied from behind. It was deeper, a rougher texture to it.

I huffed with humor, rolling over to face him. His arm loosened on my waist but didn't pull away, simply draping back over the area when I settled again.

"It wasn't appealing enough when you realized it was soft last night?" I joked.

His purple eyes flickered over my face. "It was alright." His hand tightened on my body. "This is better."

My fingers played with the material on his chest with a small smile on my face. He was right. This was better. Though I suppose it wasn't in the same sense he meant. I had always slept in a bed, a regular horizontal one. Just never one with a guy. It was nice to wake up this way.

The look on his face told me he heard that. I didn't shy away from it. He was in my head constantly now because of my choices. Anything I thought was fair game. It was only close to equal because of how blunt he was.

"Besides." His arm flexed on my waist, squishing me against him. "I learned pretty quickly last night the advantages of having a horizontal bed."

This I did show a reaction to. My cheeks warmed and I pulled my brown eyes away from his purple ones, a shy smile mindlessly spreading on my lips. His right hand came to my chin, tipping my head up so I was forced to look at him. He was smug about my reaction, his eyes holding a level of arrogance and appreciation.

"I like that blush on you," he commented.

I wasn't sure if I should say thank you. Instead I remained quiet as he admired the color on my cheekbones. His fingers brushed from my chin to my neck, snaking beneath my red hair that draped down so his skin was flush against mine. He tugged lightly as he shifted down to meet his motion. I pressed my hands flat to his chest to push myself closer.

His lips met mine softly, slowly, as if he wasn't quite sure of his own impulsive actions. I moved upwards, using the mattress and my feet to push far enough so his head was flat against the pillow again. His hand went from my neck to my bicep to help me get there. I melted into him, teeth grazing his bottom lip to signal for him to deepen the kiss. His hand tightened on my arm as he complied.

His tongue slid into my mouth, pressing against mine in such a way I held back a sigh. I felt his hand snake to the curve of my waist, pushing with that one while the other pulled until I was on top of him. I shifted my legs so I straddled him, my body still leaned down so my torso was brushing against his.