who am I at this point.
He holds me in his arms and showers me with gentle kisses everywhere. I am overwhelmed. He collapses but doesn’t let go.
There is a kind of comfort in his arms. I’m drawn to the way he smells, the way he tastes. After we’ve fucked and we’ve showered, I ask him to hold me as I shiver. It feels warm, I feel protected.
He runs his hands down my body, my back and tries to find knots. I tell him he won’t find any so instead he gently suckles on my breast for a while before I tell him I’m hungry and need to eat.
I toss and turn a bit at night. He falls asleep almost immediately. I think at around 5am, his alarm goes off and he shuts it off almost immediately. He leaves so silently that I don’t even notice he’s gone.
I wake up and make the bed, brush my teeth as he emerges in his underwear.
“you were so quiet in the morning”
“I didn’t want to wake you...”
I kiss his face.
This turned out to be a lot better than the last couple of days.
He brings back a tender coconut with him after his walk for me to drink. So adorable. I don’t want him to be late for work and I keep checking the time.
Also, I’m still sleepy. I want to go home and nap for a bit on my bed.
I guess fights can be good sometimes.
