DAWN (Manxboy)

MORNING

The breezy wind caught up by the curtains that fall to the floor making its swift drawback. I open my eyes as the sun's rays were kissing my cheeks.

A delightful way to wake up.

Instead of getting up and perform my regular routines, I decided to stay in bed and rest for more. However, it was short-lived when I feel another presence behind me. It stirred itself awake and attaches itself to my waist; dragging me to its side. I did not panic. I know for a fact that it was him. I've come to an understanding that even though his nasty and sadistic persona, he was also overbearing and protective of me. A thing which stirred my insides in delight, feeling special that he cared for me. However, at the same time, I realize that his behavior towards me is because I was only, for the sole purpose to bare his child. That information made me dropped all hopes of ever finding peace with his side.

I slap his arms away, an action that caught him off guard. He sat up as he brushes his hair back, revealing his chiseled jaws and profound face. I was also not ready for that scene. I stood there like a statue as I was too lost to his beauty. Hate to admit, but the man has looks. 

"I can see that you are allured by what you see." He said immediately drag me back to my senses. I clear my throat and looked anywhere but him, trying to hide the blush on my face.

"What were you doing?" I asked in return.

"Sleeping." He answered in chorus.

I spoke no further as the embarrassment seemingly fading.

I noticed that he sleeps bare. Naked. Another reason why the blush on my cheeks is back. But I tried my best to divert my attention and saw a  tattoo below his navel. I too curious that I couldn't help but ask;

"Does your tattoo have any meaning?"

He looked at me and smiled... wickedly. A shiver ran down on my spine making me regret asking.

He stretched out his hand. He wants me to grab it.

"If you wish to know, you have to cuddle with me." He said as he still stretched his hand for me.

My face determined to refuse his offer seems to be too obvious that he took the hind that I was no near in accepting his offer. However, he just laughs at my guarded stance.

"I will not harm you. You wish to know more about me and I am willing to embark whatever knowledge you seek if you lay with me."

"You promise not to hurt me?" I said looking at his eyes directly.

"I promise, my love." He said grinning like a bobcat! But I still accepted his hand and he pulled me close to him.

He seems to be keeping his promise.... for now.

"You were saying?" He said, whispering closer to my ears this time.

I snarl at him before pushing him away. He submissively retreated bearing his hands jokingly.

"What does your tattoo mean?" I asked again.

He grabs my hand and traces it to where the tattoo is located and said;

"This tattoo?" He asked pretending to be a mindless creature. I tried pulling my hands back but his grip was strong. Goodness, my face would be red by now.

"Yes. That tattoo, now release my hand!" I demanded.

He lets it go and I was eager for his answer.

"You ask what this symbol means when you have it yourself." This time his hand was jerking my nightgown up. "What are you doing!"

I stopped when I realize that my mark and his were the same. I never actually had the nerve to see the mark he put on me by force, it only brings horrid memories.