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My face is buried to his broad, fuzzy chest when I open my eyes, and my hands are full of his squishy pecs. He tenses them and peeks an eye open.

“Fondling me in my sleep?” He smirks, kissing my forehead. I snuggle in closer to his chest, and listen to his heart. He’s a rugged man, but soft. 

I trace the scar over his lip, his face etched in my mind, so I see how his lips curve up behind my eyes as I feel it against my finger tips.

Kyro strokes my hair, and my eyes shudder close as I fight sleep. I wish I could lie here forever—never have to move, never have to face the world again.

Kyro’s hands wander, filling his hands with the ample fat of my behind, kneeling it. I chuckle, and try not to think about the fact we haven’t fucked.

It’s time to wake and bake then. I’m having thoughts. I lean back a bit, but he doesn’t let me, he holds me still in his arms, running his hands over my curves.

His grip gets tighter, forcing my chest against his, drawing a breath from me. He knows I like it rough. I bite my lip and dig my nails into his chest a little.

His chest rumbles against my cheek in raspy laughter, sending butterflies loose in my stomach.

I sink my nails harder into him, willing time to freeze. 

“Kyro…” I whisper.

“Hm?” Is his amused answer. But I know he knows me. We always play this game. 

I always win.

I arch my back a bit, brush against him, my nipples brushing against his, as the harden to meet each other. I feel him stiffen against my belly.

The smell of his skin when he’s just woken up is intoxicating. I brush my face against his, feel the stubble in his five o’clock shadow. He breathes out a sigh and returns the favor, rubbing his cheek against mine.

“I love you, Red.”

I grin. Can I always wake up to this? This perfect bear of a man telling me he loves me? My eyes sting. 

“I love you too, Kyro.”

He hums a soft song, and I stay intertwined with him, as the sun comes up. I’ve never been so close to anyone. I almost feel I could meld into him, my atoms and his mixing in a soup.

We’re forced apart when his phone rings. He plants a tender slap on my left check and untangles with me; the sheets revealing his happy trail, his erection brushing against his belly button.

I raise my brows flirtatiously, and wriggle my finger, beckoning him over. 

He smirks, and answers the phone, standing in front of me. I slip off his towel and wrap my hands around his girth.

He takes a shaky breath. “Yes? Ok. Perfect.”

I kiss his tip, lap up the precum the comes out—eager boy.

He whimpers, his eyes softening, as they look on mine, his knees weakening. He looks between my eyes. 

“Thank you, Noble.”

He shuts the phone, throws it on the bed. “We have transport and passports. A house in the suburbs. Assets. We‘re set…for now.”

I kiss his tip to start the celebration, taking him into my mouth, lavishing him with my afffection, swallowing him whole.

"Fuck, Red. Feels good."

He twitches in my mouth, making my jaw ache but I persist, until he pulls me off him and pushes me back onto the bed, throwing my legs over his shoulders. I close my eyes as he sucks me.

"What time...do we leave," I pant.

"Dusk. Plenty of time," he says agaisnt me, his breath fanning my entrance as I clench around the thought of him. I reach out for him, and he pulls me into his arms, palms flat on my back as he cradles me agaisnt his chest

Kryo pushes inside me, wet and hot, stretching me in that wonderful way that he does. My toes curl and wriggle, but he keeps me steady, his touch tender. He falls on top of me, his large from crushing me, but in a comforting way. My breath is short, but each one is filled with his scent, with the warmth of his touch and his kiss.

why does he make me feel? I thought I'd abandoned any sort of emotion a long time ago; somehow every touch drives me more insane for this man.

I grip his hair roughly, digging my teeth into his throat. He winces, and inhales sharply, but cradles my head anyway.

"Don't leave," I whisper. "I'm sorry. Don't leave."

Kyro shudders, and shakes his head, stilling deep inside me, resting his head on my shoulder. "I won't leave. I won't leave you, Red."

"I love you."