Dog Days

Chapter 30

A/N: Soft smut. Skip or read. Definitely the most tamed smut scene in this book.

Through the night air, a cold breeze drifts through the tent, ruffling the canvas walls.

The moon casts a glow through the thin cloth, leaving a beautiful shade of blue over my surroundings.

It's been over an hour since we've laid down together, but I couldn't stop looking over his beautiful black curls. The moon causes a shine of blue to define every single loop.

His pale white skin glows radiantly, standing out like a beautiful bio illuminating jellyfish. And after an hour of memorizing what the back of head looks like, all I want to do is touch him.

I run my fingers through his hair. The soft locks of ravenous hair feel like straight velvet in my grasp.

I begin to pull his hair up in soft strokes. He hums at my touch and I hum back to him in a soft tone.

When I finally get a look at the back of his neck, I spot a tiny little scar at the base of his neck. It's no more than an inch wide and that's when I realize.

That barely visible scar that looks like it was hidden so perfectly is the device.

I sit there for a long moment, dreading what the future holds, before I lean forward and place my lips to the scar.

He hums in his sleep, and I feel him grind back against me.

I begin to wonder kisses over his neck and he rolls over. He rolls back, only he slings one leg over mine and rolls his other out, leaving his legs spread.

I place my lips to his and he kisses back ever so slightly. What I pull back, I get a look at his sweet purple lips.

He's still got his eyes closed as he smiles at me, tiredly "Did I lay like this or did you move me?"

I scoff as I look over his gorgeously, beaming, groggy features. I run my thumb over his cheek, declaring "That was you."

He hums, before opening his eyes and smiling at me softly "I thought you were making moves."

I hum, before leaning down to whisper in his ear "I was." His body goes rigid and I can't help but smile "The sight of you is just so god damn gorgeous."

As I pull back, I get a look at those entrapping green eyes. The eyes I have fallen so deeply into, like the evergreens that once made me feel complete security.

He doesn't even say a word as he reaches out for the lube. When he hands it over, he looks me over so intensely. I furrow my brow and ask "What?"

He rests his hand on my cheek and reminds "You've got the body of a god, Thor." He scoffs "Your abs are so defined that I could use them as a washboard."

I scoff as I trace my fingers down his side "You're literally glowing to me."

I place my lips to his neck as I feel down his stomach and grab hold of his rock hard cock "You're already hard?" I whisper in his ear.

He grinds back on me and remarks "So are you."

I scoff at him, before returning to his cheek. I place my lips to his and breathe in his air.

As I kiss him, he places his hand to my chest. He pulls away and remarks "The only man who could ever turn me on just by sleeping next to me."

I brush my fingers against his cheek as I look into his magnificent green eyes. I smile at him, playfully "Wasn't really sleeping."

He bites his lip for a moment, before rubbing down my side with a smile "You are too sexy in this lighting."

His porcelain skin shine in the dark. His eyes, well they take me away from here. Even if we don't go back to the farm. I see a beautiful monstera, with  dozens of leaves full of holes. I see a glorious tropical paradise in his eyes, and for a split second, I see us sitting pretty on a beach. I see him smirking through whatever story I'm telling. I imagine us running from the rain, and ending up in a beachside hut. A small little life full of love and carelessness.