Only in Your Arms

The Steam of Love

     As the sound of the running water filled the bathroom, the air slowly becoming more moist and steamy, the large mirror over the dark marbled and black sink, Yui looks at herself in the mirror. Her large eyes were bright, her cheeks flushed as she holds a large, white towel around herself. She was lightly biting her bottom lip, feeling both excited and a little nervous. It's not like this was the first time they have ever done something like this, but everything just seemed to feel more special, like it was their first time all over again.

     When she was deep in thought, her eyes downcast, Yuma slowly approached her from behind, his large and muscular body framing hers like an elegant picture frame. With a tender smile, he leans down a little and wrapped his arms around her, making Yui lay her back against his chest. The feel of his bare skin against hers, she could not help but shiver a little, and her shoulder became a little tense. 

     "You are becoming so tense, Yui..."  Yuma says in her left ear, his face half buried between her neck and shoulder. His eyes were closed, but his deep voice was sweet and gentle. His left arm was holding around her chest, while his right held her waist.  "There is no need to be nervous...you know I always think of you first...before myself..."  He gently presses his lips to her shoulder, his own hair tickling her skin a little.  "I'm not the same vampire as I was before... you are the one who changed me."

     Just from the soft touch of his lips, she feels the warm feeling of desire growing inside her body. Yui chances a glance into the mirror. Making her heart skip a beat, she sees her lover standing behind, holding, and lovingly caressing her. Even though she stood before him, with his frame so broad and muscular, she could see the outline of his own naked hips and upper thighs. His eyes were closed, his face relaxed, his lips and tip of his nose pressed against her left shoulder. But after a moment, Yuma's sharp, long lashed eyes slowly open. Yui sees them crinkle from his hidden smile.

     "You...you play so unfair...Yuma..."  Yui says in a soft voice, looking at her love in the mirror.  "Even when you hardly do anything...our touch always make me feel weak...why do you always treat me now with such tenderness?"

     Yuma removes his face from Yui's shoulder, but he keeps his cheek level with hers. His handsome face shows a loving but proud smile on his face.

     "It's because I love and treasure you, Yui.  All I want is for you to be happy and know that my feelings for you will never change. My fangs and body is the only one that has the honor of showing and embracing your own body with...every time you see and feel me, I don't want you to feel nothing but my love and desire for you...to feel safe in my arms...to no longer feel scared and know every inch of me, just as I do for you."

     His words were like that of a forbidden spell that spoke nothing of deep love and respect, and that also had the ability to ignite the flame of lust that burned in both their hearts.

     Yui's face turned even more red as her heart swelled from Yuma's words. He always was so open and passionate with his words, especially when they were alone together. When she finally turns around in his arms, still holding the white towel around herself, she looks up into Yuma's face and lays her right hand over his heart.

     "And I love you...more than I could ever express with words...even more so with how you are always able to fully express yourself with both your words...and body..."

     They both just stood in silence for a moment, but then Yuma silently takes his hands, and he slowly lets Yui let go and let the towel drop onto the floor around both their feet. Her smooth, curved, and elegant back was to the mirror.  Yuma feels his hands over her neck, her shoulders, her arms, and then ends by taking her hands in his. In silence, he starts to walk backwards towards the open shower. The clear glass walls and door were completely covered in foggy steam, with gathering moist drops trickling down the glass. As he leads her inside, his own back is the first to be hit with the very warm water. As it ran down his back, making his shoulder length hair start to become heavy with water, and cling to his neck and shoulders, now causing water to run down his chest, he pulls Yui into his embrace. With her own soft chest and face leaning against his firm chest, Yuma caressed her right cheek and then seals his and her lips with a kiss.