Thriving Heart (Zenix x Reader) |Book Two| [HOLD]

Love & Security

(Just be aware that this chapter is going to have a bit more mature content than I normally include. If you're not comfortable with this, you won't need to read it; the next chapter will sort of briefly summarize so you'll get the jist. I don't traditionally write content like this, but we'll see how it goes!)

Y/N's POV

When we get back home, our clothes are drenched. He obviously takes his shirt off immediately after entering the house.
"I'm going to go get cleaned up, okay?"
"Alright, go for it," I reply, taking his wet shirt from him. He kisses and bites my ear lightly and affectionately before walking into our master bathroom, shutting the door behind him. The sound of running water echoes and I decide to wash my own wet clothing while I'm at it, so I remove my shirt and shorts as I'm walking into the laundry room, tossing both mine and his shirt and my shorts into the washing machine. It's as if I can still feel his teeth upon my ear, for I touch it and my face flushes. I sit on my bed, wrapping myself in a blanket since I start to grow cold and I feel overexposed. P/N meows as he/she enters the room and hops up onto the mattress, tangling himself/herself in the bed sheets. My mind is running wild, but it helps to pet P/N's soft fur and to hear his/her abundant purring. Zenix and I both knew what we were thinking when our heads were dazed; then why did neither of us have the guts to speak a word? Or were we really not asking ourselves the same question? Eventually, I get lost in the rhythm of P/N's purring and I stop worrying, almost drifting to sleep with my head now laying on my pillow. The sound of the bathroom door opening snaps me awake and I sit up to see Zenix in the doorway, wearing only a towel around his waist. I almost forget I'm not wearing a shirt until I see the boggled expression on Zenix's face; it amuses me and makes me laugh.
"Y-you..."
"What? You walk around all of the time in your underwear!" I chuckle, reaching into the nightstand drawer and grabbing my pajama shirt, sliding it on. Zenix unwraps the towel, revealing his boxers on underneath and lays next to me. I reach both hands and run my fingers through his damp hair as he wraps his arms under my shirt around my bare waist.
"Are you not going to read tonight?" I ask, not really sure as to why. He cracks a small smile,
"I'll read you."
"What kind of pickup line is that?!" My laughter is loud and abrupt. He then chuckles softly.
"Is it still called a pickup line when you're my wife?"
"Yes!"
"Oh, whatever," his brown eyes haven't left my gaze and his face continues to grow scarlet. I then reach my face forward into the flesh of his neck, sucking his skin with my lips, occasionally biting or kissing. His hands toy with my bra strap, but I don't resist. Then I look up at his eyes, getting lost in them before I lose myself in his lips. He's kissing all over my lips, not seeming to care how sloppy he's being. I don't mind either, though; not even when his tongue tries to dance with mine. We part only to breathe and for him to say, "I'm so in love with you..."
"I'd hope so," I softly joke, but then I reply seriously, "Me too..." Then we get lost again together. Everything we'll do is together now; I can appreciate that sense of love and security. I really can.

Thank you guys so much for reading this chapter! It was definitely a bit different then what I normally write, but hey, I guess it was alright! A new chapter will be out soon!
Nya,
Soccerkitty7