Argyl

We Aren't Done Yet.

I felt the warmth as I woke up in the morning. It always was missing. The person to whom I fell asleep every night left before I wake up.

He leaves early in the morning. But today seemed different. I felt him right next to me. His arm wrapped around me in a firm grip and his face in the crook of my neck. His warm breath hitting my neck making me shiver.

I didn't even open my eyes as I felt him near me. Holding me.

My hands were wrapped around his shirtless torso as I felt his muscles under my fingers.

This was not the sight I woke up to every morning.

Everyday, when I wake up, the bed is empty and cold.

It felt good to wake up next to him.

I slowly opened my eyes without moving even a slightest cause I knew that would wake him up. He was always a light sleeper. He would wake up at my slightest movement.

The first thing that I saw were his disheveled hair. I smiled to myself as I raised my hand to his hair. Slowly and trying not to wake him up, I sneaked my fingers in his soft hair feeling their silky smooth texture under my fingertips.

Running my fingers slowly through his hair I heard him sigh in his sleep.

The Demon to the outer world was just like any other man who sought love.

Don't we all?

Even I was a heartless girl who blocked all the emotions and was afraid to feel anything. So was he.

He may be the Rey to his Empire. To me, he was just Damion. The man I loved. The man who was a cuddling bear who refused to let go of me. Who thought about things in a quite complicated way. Who hid behind the mask of Demon.

He was a man who loved me unconditionally and who was over protective at times.

I found myself smiling for no reason.

"What are you thinking of baby?" I heard his quite hoarse voice and my heart skipped a beat.

I removed my hands from his hair as quickly as possible biting down on my lower lip.

He pulled back from my neck, his stubble tickling me a little. He looked at me with his eyes filled with sleep.

"Good morning." I said smiling a little.

He nodded in response and I smiled wider.

He blinked adjusting his vision.

"What were you thinking?" He asked again.

I shook my head lightly smiling.

He smirked down at me and I knew he knows what I was thinking.

Hiding the nervousness I still sometimes feel with him, I asked, "How come you didn't leave early today?"

His brows furrowed in confusion before the look in his eyes was replaced by a mischievous one.

"So you don't like waking up next to me eh?" He asked me.

"I never said that." I blurted out.

"So you like it?" He again questioned.

I knew what he was trying to do. He knew I was nervous.

I moved a little towards him kissing him at the corner of his mouth quickly.

I pulled back smirking at him as his eyes darkened.

He smirked back at me before rolling us over pulling me beneath him.

My breath hitched as he gazed down at me.