Valentine's Day

I could still feel his hands on me, his warm touch, the way his fingers grazed my stomach..., "Aimée...," his voice, it was close, too close. His cool breath against my heated flesh. My lips part at the feeling, my my eyes drifting shut as I let out a soft pant, this felt...to real.

"Eros?" I turn my head to him my eyes opening in slits as I take note of his flushed flesh, the way he clung onto me. I smile, "You didn't leave." I state, my smile growing as he presses my back agaisnt his chest, his arms tightening around my lower stomach.

"No Aimée, I didn't." he whispers into my ear, his soft blonde curls brushing against my heated flesh. I was rather embarrassed at how flustered I was from his touch, but the solace he provided...it produced a calm feeling, one that couldn't be replicated. I let out a low hum, the back of my head pressing against the crook of his neck. "I wouldn't leave you."

"Okay." I whisper, a small smile forming on my lips as I melt into touch. I had been taking advantage of his stay, his words, they made me feel better about myself. He was mine, mine to have, mine to use, mine to hold. I liked the power I had over him, even if fleeting. He stays like this with me, holding me as if I could slip awau at any moment, he truly made me feel loved, even if I knew it wasn't as complex as I made it seem.
"Aimée...," his voice was low and controlled causing me to shift in my stance, the cool breeze fanning my burning flesh.

"Yes?" I whisper.
There was silence before his cold wet lips press against my neck sucking my flesh for a moment, I let out a low whimper, my eyelids squeezing even harder than before.
He soon pulls back his lips shifting up to my ear, "Do you need me?" he whispers, her voice desperate as if begging for me to say yes.
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(The first few parts are pretty bad since it's been a minute, sorry about that!)