The Alternate World of RaStro

The Promise

(Rhian's POV)

No one had ever hungered for my body the way Glaiza had tonight.

That was my first clear thought upon rejoining the conscious world, drawing me fully awake. I swallow hard while listening to the gentle sound of soft breathing nearby. The intimate feel of a warm thigh brushing along my own brought back tonight's salacious events in vivid detail. My body was still humming from Glaiza's exquisite caress as I blink away the wee hours darkness, sat up, and then quietly eased out of bed.

Mindful of my sleeping girlfriend, I move as quietly as I can while slipping on my undies and Glaiza's white loose shirt. After carefully stepping over the pile of clothes strewn all over the floor, I need a hand on the edge of the bed to brace myself upright. It seem my body is slow to cooperate after the carnal workout it received tonight.

Mmmm, there's that delicious ache again.

The urge to giggle in the dark was suppressed when my hand moved over my mouth to halt its progress. Waking Glaiza is not something I want right now. Not even as the small night-light on her side of the bed eloquently illuminated just enough of the soft planes of muscle displayed all over her body. The covers barely offered a hint of modesty after I departed the bed, revealing a bare hip and torso to my appreciative gaze. Glaiza slept the sleep of the dead, quiet and satisfied.

I secretly adore the sensual pride I feel over her deep, peaceful slumber. Alas, I couldn't help the need to get away from her and create as much distance as possible, even if it was to the kitchen for some ice cream and a private moment to think.

Passing the bathroom, I couldn't resist the urge to look at myself. It was naive to imagine making love to Glaiza might somehow change my appearance, and yet the inspiration to see was still there. Flipping the wall light switch, I consider herself in the mirror above the sink... well and truly laid. 'haha'. That's how I look. My eyes and flushed complexion conveyed it all.

Sighing, I moved through the apartment, hitting the kitchen. The time shown on the microwave glared at me, a constant reminder I need some more sleep to be any good at work tomorrow.

I fished for a bowl and a spoon, and then the Double Fudge Swirl Ice Cream.

Several scoops later, I am leaning against the graphite island, dipping the spoon into my past midnight snack. Alone time was good for everyone and I do most of my best thinking when I was all by my lonesome. I crave a moment to feel my feet on solid ground again minus the temptation that awaited me in bed.

Recalling the way my nails clawed at Glaiza's back while she delved into me, I feel lightheaded while eating ice cream in the dark and dripping a bit of it on Glaiza's white shirt. I laugh at myself, thankful no one was around to see it.

Glaiza's tongue did things to me tonight no other had ever done before... not to mention the four times she made me...

Never mind my solitude in the dark, I could still feel the echo of Glaiza inside me, surging. My mind is racing a mile a minute over our next move and if this is the worst mistake we've ever made...

Exhaling a deeply held breath, I mutter to myself, "What do we do now?"

"We could start by you sharing that ice cream."

My vision lifted, following the origin of the sound. Glaiza's body, clad only in my Victoria Secret's pink stripe Pjs, buttons undone from halfway down and I can see that nothing else beyond that.

My....

She defies description as she came into view. My woman is simply cut so sweet I could eat her alive. Even her disheveled hair looked rebellious to me.

"I thought you were still asleep?"

Taking her time, Glaiza erased the short distance between us, all the while dying from how sexy I must looked wearing her shirt . I know I am killing her.

I finally spooned some ice cream and presented it to her lips. She ate it greedily. "That's delicious."

"Ice cream in the morning is the best." Glaiza's sudden invasion of my personal space pressed her warm body against mine again, trapping me in place. I instantly remember the feel of her weight upon me as I was nestled beneath her, clutching onto her as she claimed me hotly against the mattress.

In the present, her hands braced on the island counter top, and then she captures my mouth with a long, wet kiss that drew powerfully from my succulent lips. After a time we parted on the wing tips of a final, slow nip.

"You taste so good," she complimented just over my moist, parted lips.

"That's the ice cream."

"No Rhian, that's you."

Conflicted and aroused, I steal another slow kiss before I thought about it, gently nibbling her bottom lip at the end. "Marry me."

"Anytime," Glaiza watch me look away, but I have nowhere to hide.

"I feel free, when I'm with you" Glaiza offered truthfully when my stare met her and held on, tethering them as one. She was determined to make my face this thing between us head on.

"I've wanted to be with you for the rest of my life, Glaiz. I want to give you the wedding you always wanted. And I never been so sure of anything in my life than what we have now."

"I feel the same way, Rhian. I love so you much. Sometimes concealing this to the world is suffocating."

My head bowed, I trace a finger over her belly in soft circles. "So can you breathe now?"

Damn... I was seducing her again.

"Barely." She gasped.

"Want some more ice cream?" I smirk.

Glaiza knew being a part of my world required patience. "Changing the subject?" Craning her neck about, casually strolled to the kitchen table, pulled out a chair, and sat down facing me.

Catching the twinkle in her eyes, I have a good feeling about things. "What we have is real. I don't care what other people say. I have my fair share of showbiz dramas in the past and it only made me stronger. Just think of our story as a new one. The first page says Glaiza and Rhian rock in bed," I wink, which made her laugh.

"I have a problem." She said still looking at me like a hawk to its prey.

"What?"

"My problem is I'm so in love you..."

Pushing off the island, I begin slowly circling her chair, my hands behind my back as if appraising the situation. "I hope you never get over that problem," I confided before slowly straddling her upper thighs and nestled my lower body over her. Then I wrap my arms around her neck, drawing her closer. "I love you, Glaiz."

"I know."

"I'm still scared."

"So am I."

"If you're expecting a fairy tale romance with no bumps along the way you're going to be disappointed."

"Nothing worth having is ever easy, Rhian."

"Sometimes it's hard," the words honey-dripped from my lips when my right hand began playing over her exposed belly, eliciting an instant reaction from her. I smile triumphantly. "But I think the journey will be worth it."

My head bowed close to her when her eyes closed shut tight. She groaned deeply behind gritted teeth as the palm of my hand smoothed over her soft mound. I began peppering the side of her face with the softest of kisses.

Needing to touch me, Glaiza's hands ran over my bare thighs. "So you think you can handle the ride?"

I softly blew in her ear, "I promise to not get off no matter what."

To be continued...

A/N: Sorry! Yeah I know... bitin!

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