Vacation

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What did I do to deserve him? I might've been a Saint during my past life for me to be blessed with this wonderful gift called Elliot. He looks so majestic with his body being kissed by the sun and his face glowing like he's some sort of god. I love this guy, truly, really, love him.

"You're beautiful."

Elliot blushes, his eyes shying away from me. I just love everything about him. Sometimes he surprises me for being confident but more times, he's shy like we're doing things for the first time. It always makes my heart skip a beat specially when he blushes, looks down then glances up with those wide puppy eyes. I don't even think he knows he's that adorable. He has always called Ty and Warren cute, what he doesn't know is that he's at the same spectrum of adorable. Ok, that's a lie he's actually 50 times more adorable. 

"Stop it Ax, you're bluffing."

I can't help but smile at him. I reach for him and kisses his forehead. "How can that be a bluff? You have to be me to see what I can see. Really, you're beautiful."

Once again, he looks away hiding his cute, tomato cheeks. "I love you so freaking much El."

He finally turns to me and catches me by surprise as he smiles and kisses me on the lips. "I love you too."

I entwine our fingers together and I guide him towards the villa. It's a private beach house owned by Peter's parents. It might've been because they were always there for Elliot but I decided to ask Ty and Peter for permission to bring him on a vacation. They're as good as parents can be to him and it feels just right that they know where he'll be or what my intentions are for him. Although I do own one myself, it seemed more meaningful to accept Peter's rare (and surprising) offer to use this place. He's my comrade after all in protecting and taking care of Elliot.

"Ax." His breathing heavily and his eyes are wide as if asking for something.

"Yes Elliot?" I can feel the atmosphere changing and suddenly we're beginning to become hot and anxious. "Tell me what you want Elliot." I plant kisses all over his face on the top of his forehead going down to the bridge of his nose, his lips and finally his neck.

He takes a sharp breath and I was tempted to take him right there but this moment is special. I want to take things nice and slow. I want to savor every second. 

Elliot clenches his fist on my shirt, trying to support himself. He's incredibly burning and so am I as I feel the sweat run down my chest. It's ironic when we do have the air conditioning at full blast. "Please Ax."

"Tell me Elliot. What do you want?"

He closes his eyes and finally gives in. Tears are staining his beautiful face but it's wonderful. It's the kind of tears that comes from the call of pleasure. "You. I want you, Ax."

It took me just a heartbeat to have our clothes torn away from our bodies. I carry Elliot to our room and ravish him with more kisses. He wraps his arms around my neck and holds on to me tight. His moans fills the large room as I nib his neck repeatedly. "Ax, please." 

"Beg for it more, El."

"Ax! Ah! Please down there! Please, touch me!"

I smirk against his lips then let my hand travel down his body. As I take hold of him his cries get even louder driving me into frenzy. "I love you El, you're beautiful." I rub him up and down and let my other hand explore him. "I'm close Ax! Please, ah! Don't stop!"

The rest of the night was filled with more raw emotions. I ravish him again and again until our body says no more. We let each other feel the love in more than ways we can and it was almost hard to let go. 


The sunset is beautiful  it shines brightly above the water. I take sit at the veranda as I think back on the night I set my eyes on Elliot. It was supposed to be just another night like the others were I lay my eyes on my prey like a predator and slowly, I approach it and tackle it hard until it gives in. I even have an escape plan ready if ever he doesn't work out to be the type that I like. He was supposed to be just one of the many hook ups I was probably planning that night but look where we are. I still don't know know why I decided to help him out instead of ditching him for somebody else to rescue. He's not even the usual kind of person I go for. We're like worlds apart. Our standards are far off from each other. If we're characters of a romance novel, we'll be like the modern Aladdin and Jasmine. He's the royalty and I'm the commoner. This kind of fairytale surely is far from being realized in reality but I guess miracles does happen because suddenly in one, fateful night, everything changed for someone like me.

Who knew I can be so clingy and childish? Who knew I had so much emotions in me that the mere thought of Elliot disappearing in my life breaks me? Who knew that I'd ask someone to be my boyfriend and confess my undying love to him so fast? Who knew I'd be thinking of having a family with someone I love one day? Who knew that I'd be running after someone and holding unto him even if it means changing everything? Who knew that I will meet someone named Elliot and make him life? No one. No one knew, even myself yet here I am looking forward to the rest of my life with him by my side. 

"What got you thinking so hard?" Elliot sits up carefully on the bed but doesn't stand obviously an aftermath of our night lovemaking.

"You."

He laughs lightly and boy do I love the sound of it. "Thanks El, for not giving up on me."

"I should be the one saying that. Thank you, Ax, for not giving up on me. I was afraid of everything and yet you were there to remind me that's it's going to be alright. I don't know what I'll do without you."

I love it too how he can be so sweet and honest. "Do you think we'll have a nice family?"

"Why not?"

I shrug. "I'm just afraid I'll not live up to your expectation."

"I'm not expecting anything, Ax. If there's someone who should be expecting something, it should be you. I might get lost again and hurt you."

It's the truth. We can't always overcome our inner demons. Mostly, we can hide it away but there will always come a time when we can't hold it back and it'll hunt us again. "Then I'll let you hurt me. I'll let you hurt me as many times as you need because I know I'll heal, we'll heal. We can do it together, El."

"I love you."

"I love you. Then, will you marry me?"

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