Celestia
I wake up to my body being rolled onto Saints
"Good morning" my voice croaks, groggy
He hums in response and strokes his hand down my back.
"Good morning my love"
It's been a month since our little 'argument'; Gray understood where Saint was coming from and we've not spoken since.
"What are you thinking about?" he asks as he sits up with me, my legs are on either side of his thighs as I play with his hair
"Nothing" I shrug "Your hair's gotten long"
"It's not long" he scoffs
"Long-er"
"Longer" he nods
"Can I cut it?"
"You?"
"Me"
"Okay"
"Really?" I smile
He nods "Just please don't fuck it up"
"Hey, fuck you, I'm basically a barber"
"Sure"
"I am!"
"We'll see"
"Go sit in the bath," I tell him
"The bath?"
"So the hair doesn't get everywhere"
"Mkay" he sighs as I roll off him
He stands and heads to the bathroom with me behind him
We quickly brush our teeth and he gets in the large, empty bath while I grab the hair scissors, comb and water spray.
"Move" I snap my fingers into a point at the other end of the bath and he rolls his eyes as he moves
"You've got a fucking attitude you know that Saint?" I tell him as I sit behind him on my knees
"Yeah, yeah" he chuckles
I spray the water on his hair and comb through it before I start cutting. I shorten the back, sides and top before telling him to move again so I can straddle his legs, sitting in front of him
I comb through his hair again and he pulls me forward by my hips
I look down at his grinning face
"Saint" I warn
He chuckles and kisses the bare skin of my chest
I start cutting the front and he rocks my hips against him
"Saint" I whine "you're going to fuck me up"
"I'll fuck you" he groans into my shoulder
"That's not what I meant"
"Cut my hair"
I do as he says and he continues rolling my hips
Thankfully it doesn't take long for me to finish his hair
"You're lucky I love you"
"The luckiest" he whispers and I lean down to connect my lips with his
"Come on, I need to clean up"
He pecks my lips again before we both stand up out of the bath, we clean up before getting ready
"Hey, why don't you move in with me, permanently?" he asks while I pull the zip of my dress up
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Deadly
RomanceAfter being left in a trash can as a baby Celestia was found and raised by a mafia don. She's now 21 and a famous assassin known as 'La Vipera'; she's cold, emotionless and deadly. Men and women look at her with lust, fear and respect. Saint is the...
