"I will always come back. When you think I'm no longer there, when you feel the absence of my presence. I will be there"
ALTHELIA
Vacation is sadly over so that means leaving things in the past. What were to happen when the past won't leave her. Sh...
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Question of the day. Do you ever get up while you're sleeping? It's the middle of the night and you have to go to the bathroom to release your bladder. You get up head to the bathroom but once you come back you try to position yourself into the exact same spot you slept in, because the spot you left was warm and just felt right and since you came back you're cold and sleepy, all you want is some warmth to lore you back to sleep. Remember the only reason you're even in that position was because you have to go to the bathroom no imagine you have to go pee but an unusual object is blocking your path there, yet you can't stay to mad because the object is warm and mushy but strong, built with very hard abs-
"So you do miss me.." The voice grumbles, turning to face me. Their hot breath fans my forehead.
"Miss who." I've figured the voice is Ares praying. It's actually the fear of being in someone else's bed that makes my stomach drop to the floor with guilt.
"You can't seem to keep your hands to yourself, Mari it's ok to touch me don't hesitate. It has always been yours." He pursues the last part into my ear. The way his morning voice rings into my ears when he bent his head down, almost just almost made a tear roll down my leg. Resisting him is getting very hard but I must push through. I have to be strong.
"Ares, why am I here?" Lifting myself up. I clap my hands together trying to wake myself up faster in order to leave faster. Suddenly the curtains open in a slow manner showcasing the beautiful sunrise and the pool. Pots of flowers scattered in the backyard, and trees decorate the edges making everything look magical.. Across the backyard they have a green house and a big garden filled with different flowers each in their designed spot.
"Ares..." My mouth drops at the beauty. "I had it made for you. I try my best to have it up to date, making sure they don't die, they have enough water. I planted all the flowers that reminded me of you when you're not with me." His confession makes butterflies erupt in my stomach, his hands slide underneath the bed sheet and caressing my thighs, rough palms with gentle touches he easily maps me out. His hands trace each scar and bump, stretch marks that have decorated my inner thighs, my hips, the back of my knees.
"I did everything for you....did I do a good job." His hands travel to my arms, to my hands his touch remains gentle.
I turn my face to see if he's being truthful. I'm scared for the future, I'm scared of not knowing what might come next. With him it's worse he likes doing the spontaneous things, he loves the unknown, he wants to just jump into things.
"Ares were just friends." My voice levels down to a whisper. I can only make friends that's enough for it but I can't deny and say I don't want more of him, more of everything.
