Bliss

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 I wake up to her arms around me. I've never known such happiness. I never want her to leave me. I replay everything that happened yesterday. We were probably at it for hours—she never seems to tire. I, on the other hand, was exhausted. But of course, I daren't say no to her. I just want to please her.

I can feel her breathing against my neck. It makes me feel excited and calm at the same time. It's like she has a spell on me. I savor the feeling of her skin against mine, trying to memorize everything. I'm obsessed with her, and I've never known such bliss.

After a while, she stirs behind me. A small groan leaves her lips, and I shiver at the sound.

"You awake?" she mumbles sleepily.

"Yes," I reply, and I feel her kiss my neck slightly. I smile, unable to stop myself.

"I'm going to my brother's later," she says, and my heart falls.

"Can I go with you?" I ask hopefully. She laughs slightly, as if I'm silly for asking such a thing.

"I don't doubt your loyalty to me," she begins, and I try to turn in her arms. I roll onto my other side and meet her eyes. She looks gorgeous. Without her usual dark makeup, she looks a little less demonic. Yet somehow, her eyes still look like they're lined with black. I find myself staring at her, and she clears her throat.

"Sorry," I say sheepishly, looking away out of embarrassment.

"As I was saying," she says, her hands slipping down to grab my ass. I bite my lip. "I think you're loyal to me, but I don't really want to leave you alone on Earth quite yet."

"But it's horrible here without you," I whine, and she raises an eyebrow.

"Are you questioning my decision?"

Something about the way she says that makes me shiver. I feel a cold chill of danger, and I shake my head.

"Of course not. I'm just saying I'll miss you."

"Good girl," she says, kissing my forehead gently.

My stomach suddenly grumbles, and she makes a face.

"Shit. I forgot that you have to eat still."

"I'm okay—" I start, but she interrupts me.

"No. This is my fault. Come on, we have to get you some food. We're going back to Earth."

"It's not your fault," I say, feeling hurt that she would blame herself for my own failing to tell her I need food.

"It is. I need to take care of my pet, don't I?" she says, smiling slightly. "Come now. Let's go."

She rolls out of bed, and I find myself staring at her as she stretches her limbs. She's in her black lacy underwear, looking good enough to eat. She looks to me and smirks.

"Like what you see?"

"Love," I respond, making myself get out of bed. I'm absolutely starving, but I want her, too.

"Get dressed, my pet," she says, going over to her closet and pulling on some clothes of her own.

I go to her side and look at the clothes lined up on the hangers.

"This," she tells me, handing me a short black dress. I smile slightly and pull it on. I can feel her watching me, and I feel happy to get her attention like this. She looks me over and puts her hands on my shoulders. She slides her hands down my body, smoothing the dress.

"Gorgeous," she says, cupping my breasts before moving her hands to my face. "Perfect."

I feel my heart flutter at her words.

"I love you," I say, telling her before she asks. She smiles, her eyes sparkling.

"Tell me again," she replies, making my stomach do a flip.

"I love you."

"Good girl."




A/N

Ever since I started my break from my imagines, I've been able to write this wow interesting 

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