Eros. (Benimaru Shinmon)

五十七☾

"This is...It feels like I'm being showered by a gentle rain...this was different from the other times...I just feel warm...I never dreamed that this would happen and it would be so tranquil...and now..."

I looked at him to see his eyes filled with kindness...something that was completely far fetched for him even him earning a tint of pink on his cheeks was different.

A rush of heat started in my chest and slowly spread throughout my body, reaching every last limb as I stood frozen in my place, staring off into space as his warm lips pressed against mine.

Sure for a second, I thought it was merely my imagination, but deep down I knew it was real. He had pinned my arms to the wall above my head and was .. kissing me?

All it took was one kiss.

One kiss to make me realize what I'd been missing those lips on mine, rough, yet and gentle, as if you were trying to kiss every bit of loneliness from my body, and rekindling that fire of love we have for one another as if Benimaru was reminding me how it felt to be cared for as if he was trying to teach me that I deserved to be loved tenderly, like a treasure and I shouldn't through our feelings to the side.

His body moved with our kiss, leaning into me. I was opening the walls of my heart and let him in and so was he, he brushed back that cold exterior and allowing the warmth, saying, I  won't lose you, come here.

His hands that had me pinned to the wall had slid up from my hands to my arms, my shoulders,  then made their way down until they encircled my waist, holding me closer to him while my arms slipped around his neck. He pulled me closer to him as his lips pressed into mine, a contradiction of motion that made my head spin. I could feel my knees weaken as our lips found their rhythm.

At once our mouths were moving in concord, as though we couldn't get enough of each other, as though to devour each other with our lips, mouths, and tongues would be the only way to express what we both felt.

As much as I was enjoying it, I had to step back from you and breathe, let the oxygen fill my lungs and stop the dizziness in my head. It was as if he made me forget time and place and there was something magical in that. But soon I regretted it because I missed having him close to me. I was surprised at how much love seemed to be enforced with just one kiss, but now that it had ended and I wanted more.

All it took was one kiss.

And I was already lost in you.

Benimaru rested his forehead against mine, our eyes still closed. His hands were still around my waist and mine was resting on his chest.

"Showing you what I feel about you was the only way to get you to be quiet because now that I have your attention, I can finally tell you that I love you, Inori," Benimaru whispered in a husky voice, "I never stopped loving you, even when I thought you were dead...I never stop believing you weren't. Even when you try to push me away, it only makes me more determined to get closer."

My head snapped upward to look at him.

I couldn't grasp anything. I just stared at him as hot tears welled up in my eyes once again and didn't take time to spill out, traveling down my face, making their way to my neck. Benimaru let go of my waist and gently cupped my face in his semi-soft, calloused hands.

"I love you," he repeated, as he wiped the remnants of my tears, gently caressing my cheeks with his thumbs, "and even though Akitaru had a taste of your perfect face and your rare radiant smile, your caring personality, your body, and your love ...you were and always will be mine...because you belonged to me simply because you stole my heart."