His Name Is Mugen

Where Our Stars Aligned

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I was nervous. He set the day for Sunday. I wasn't sure if it was a date and I wasn't about to ask. I didn't want my hopes to rise just so it could crumble right after.

He didn't tell me where we were going. Just that it was beautiful and I'd love it. I wondered what it was and how long we'd be there. The weekdays lagged behind and Saturday was the ultimate drag. Mugen and I slept in the same room but he gave me the bed and used the couch so that I could have "space".

I was curious at this sudden change. He had no problem sticking his tongue down my throat and touching all over me when I first came but now all of sudden he has morals.

Men are weird.

Sunday finally came and I was left in a walk in closet wondering what to wear. When he had left, he instructed one of his maids to go shopping for me without my knowledge. She came back with several bags of name brand attire. It was unexpected but really nice. The clothes were really fashionable and cute. Surprisingly they all fit.

When I asked him how he knew what size I was, he said "I knew when I felt you." That pissed me off more than I wanted it to because excuse me sir, how many women have you felt to hone that skill.

I was slightly annoyed but I must admit I was excited. After minutes of much delay, I finally decided on a simple black dress, a white sheer cardigan, and some black pumps. Since I wasted so much time dwelling on an outfit, I didn't have much time to do my hair. I settled on a bun and called it a day.

He didn't specify how I should dress so I dressed comfortably. When he saw me he couldn't take him eyes off me. I felt bare under his scrutinizing gaze.

"You look stunning." He smiled and held his arm out for my to grab. I did so and we began walking to his car. "How are you feeling?"

I honestly was so nervous yet so excited. I couldn't help but to wonder what we'd do alone as the night was ending. There's a lot of things I want to do with him.

To do to him.

"I'm good." I said slowly. I don't know why but when I'm with him, I feel as though I'm losing oxygen. Especially when he's looking at me as if he just found his missing half. It's scary to mean so much to someone and even more so scary when you don't know exactly much you mean to them.

The breeze was nice. It felt like cool kisses up my leg. I fought the smile that kept threatening to spread across my face. The night hasn't even began but I'm feeling so high. He makes me so happy without trying.

I reached out to open my car door but Mugen stopped me. "When you're with me, you will be touching no doors." He opened it for me and I slid in with ease.

His car was nice. It was a black Bugatti Chiron with leather seats. It smelled like summer in a rain forest. Fresh and welcoming.

Mugan got in on the other side and took off. My hands laid awkwardly on my lap until Mugan laced one with him. He brought it up to his lips and placed a feather off a kiss on it. Shivers ran down my spine. Goosebumps covered me head to toe.

Right now I'm sailing freely in his waters. No pressure.

We drove in comfort silence. Every now and again I'd sneak a peak at him. He kept his eyes on the road and my hand to his lips. It felt nice. I felt nice. It was nice to feel wanted for the right reasons. It felt like Mugen wanted me for good reasons. I felt good when I was with him.

We pulled into a parking space and I waited for Mugen to open my car door. He helped me out and I clutched his arm while we walked into a rather large building.