Galaxy Of Hope

Her soft voice shuddered a little as she took the needle in her hand and with a remarkable steady hand went to work. Her lips pinched around the thread, eyes still leaking a little. My hand rubbed her back slowly trying to comfort her when in reality her proximity made me feel safe.

‘I-Is it alright?’ she asked. Her breathe fanning over my nose. I currently had a great view of her breasts in my face and I was fairly distracted. So I was really alright.

I nodded and released a deep sigh. Pebbling her nipples through that tiny camisole thing that should be banned from any other man seeing her like this besides me.

She was done with my brow and moved unto my nose and lips. Softly padding me there and cleaning the wounds. ‘I don’t know how to patch up lips.’ She whispered, close to mine. Somehow she was now straddling me and hadn’t noticed. My rock hard member however had.

‘Andy?’

‘Mmh.’ I said distracted. My hand playing with her back again. Feeling blissfully content right now despite the pain.

She moved down my neck with her cloth and a deep shiver went through me as she approached my chest. ‘So many cuts. What did you do?’

She did not want to know how many men I killed tonight. By the way I grabbed her harder she understood.

Her gaze went down and down, until she noticed my erection for the first time, even though she had basically been sitting on top of my black jean clad member for a while now. She swallowed deeply, eyes flicked up to mine.

I smiled coly. ‘Pain…’ I explained. ‘Does things to me.’ Which was true, but she did more things. She nodded as if she understood. Did pain bring her pleasure too?

She subconsciously wiggled a little as she started cleaning a wound above my right nipple. That was also a spot for me. I could barely hold back a moan. She noticed. ‘Is it painfull?’

‘Something like that.’

‘Sorry.’

‘Don’t.’ My other hand caressed a stray hair from her face. Cupping her cheek a little longer.

I goddamn loved her. There was no need for me to not even think about denying it any longer. I loved her. I was in love with her. She was everything to me.

‘Andy?’ I had missed what she was asking.

‘What about your legs?’

She saw a lot of blood on my pants, even though the black colour concealed a lot. Little did she know it was mostly other’s men’s blood.

‘Raise your pretty ass for a sec.’ I grunted and tapped said ass for a few taps. She complied and I unzipped my pants further and slid them down my legs the best I could. I couldn’t do it far so she helped me remove them, leaving me in my skin tight black boxers.

Instantly cold, I pulled her back to my chest. Grabbed her right leg by the knee and put her in the same spot again. It all happened fast and she lost her balance, slamming into my chest. I released a soft grunt from the impact. ‘Sorry.’

‘Stop apologising princess.’ I said sternly. One of my hands on her ass, keeping her against me.

‘I need to check you out.’ She said and flushed red. That was cute.

She raised herself up, making one of her spaghetti straps slide down her arm, almost exposing her to me. She hadn’t noticed. She slid back, removed her leg from my waist and sat down next to me to look at my legs. There was some bruises but nothing was hurt. ‘Seems fine.’ She sighed in relief. Her hand patting my lower stomach. I grabbed that hand and kissed it. Because it was doing all kinds of things to me down there so close to where I really needed it. ‘Thank you.’ I whispered against her palm and kissed it again.

I released it and she put it against my cheek tenderly. I leaned into it, eyes closed.

‘Are you going to be alright tonight?’

I pulled her tighter against my chest. Her head under my chin. I nodded.

Yet, we both fell into a deep sleep like this anyway.