Kian's POV:
"Kian get off of me" Kai squirms from under me.
"No."
She sighs."I need to take a shower."
I tighen my arms around her and burry my head in the crook of her neck. "But I don't want you to go." I suck on her neck, grazing my tongue across the skin.
She wiggles underneath me but stops soon after. "Then come with me."
My head shoots up and I stare down at her. "Baby If I take a shower with you, we'll be getting dirty rather then clean." I smirk .
She rolls her eyes as I wrap her legs around my waist and literally run to the bathroom, she giggles the entire time.
God I'll never ger tired of that sound.
She turns on the water once I set her down and before I can do anything else, she's already undressed and getting in the shower. I waste no time doing the same.
When I step in, her back is towards me. Her body never ceases to fucking amaze me.
I bite my lip and wrap my arms around her waist. "God your fucking perfect." I kiss her neck.
She turns around, her hair matted down by the watter in the most sexy but adorable way I fucking ever seen.
Her hands brush over my arms and she lightly pecks my lips , pulling back and staring down at my ink covered arms. Her finger traces the half moon. "What does it mean? What do they mean?" She looks up at me.
I cup her cheek in one hand, brushing my thumb across it. "Nothing really. I just got them because I liked them. I mean a couple resemble my family, but that doesn't matter." My eyes shift to the floor after she raises her eyebrow at me but nods. She knows i hate fucking talking about them .
I look back up , looking her entire, beautiful, inked body over as well. "Yours?"
She lightly smiles. "Well, this is about my mom." She runs her hand above her entire left arm, refuring to the flowers that cover it and the banner that reads her moms name. " I drew her this in the eighth grade, she had it framed." She smiles remembering the memory.
I brush my finger tips over it as she continues. " My dad loved boats." She raises her hand, showing me the anchor on her ring finger on her right hand." He used to take me a Dylan fishing almost every sunday." I kiss it as she pulls her hair to her right shoulder, leaning her head to show the pair of boxing gloves under her ear. "Obviously also my dad." I step to stand beside her, kissing that one as well.
She looks over and smiles at me before continuing. " Dylan." She looks over her left shoulder, referring to his name printed on the back of her shoulder. I kiss it. " Feather." She lifts her left arm, revealing a feather on her rib cage, I kiss it. " Jessie." She finnishes pointing down at her ankle.
Ive noticed this one before, it says Nichole though. "It's her middle name." She must've notice my confusion.
I look down at her in awe. I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her lips to mine. Slowly kissing her, she immediately kisses back.
Her entire body is a story. Just pain, love, anger, saddness and memories filling up to the veary last page. And this is a book I'll never get tired of reading.
"God I fucking love you." I whisper against her lips.
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"Don't go." She pulls me back down to hover over her as her lips attack my neck making me bite my lip.
YOU ARE READING
Hostile Nature
Hayran Kurgu" Tattoos are the stories in your heart, Written on your skin. "
