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As you sat in bed and slowly flipped through the pages of your novel, you couldn’t help but notice that a certain someone in the corner of your vision really wanted your attention.
Indeed, swaying and pacing off to the side of the room, Undertaker began to hum and giggle to himself while browsing your shared bookcase. Despite what most people would think of such actions, you knew that he was doing them on purpose. After all, this wasn’t out of character for him… and in your relationship there was nothing the two of you enjoyed more than teasing one another.
You smiled to yourself with that, ready to join in on his game.
At first you simply ignored him – not out of any sense of malice of course! You’d simply wanted to see how long it would take the other to ramp up his efforts in distracting you. As you probably should have expected, however, the mortician almost immediately began escalating, his lips pressing to your cheek suddenly and repeatedly as he called out for you.
“Love, won’t you look at me for a just moment?” he pleaded between kisses, his voice low and soft as he gently caressed your cheek. Chuckling a bit, you finally let your concentration break completely and turned your face towards him.
“Hm? Yes? What is it?” you questioned with a smirk.
Despite you and your attempts to remain cool-headed, you’d immediately felt your heart skip once you’d fully registered the sight before you.
Your gaze met the other’s steadily as he grinned, his gorgeous features on full display for once. Having pushed his bangs back from his face, the man lightly pressed up against your side with a chuckle while taking a seat on the mattress beside you. Within seconds you found your book being carefully pulled from your hands, Undertaker carefully shutting the cover and placing it aside while musing:
“Ah, you seem positively engrossed in this little thing here, my dearest. Is it so very interesting that you’d willingly ignore me?”
You blinked and flushed before letting out a slight laugh, your shoulder bumping against Undertaker’s playfully as you teased back:
“Well, I was enjoying it, yes. But you seem like you’re getting a little impatient. Do you maybe want my attention on you instead, love?”
Almost immediately the other pressed his cheek against yours in response – nuzzling you for a moment as a form of silent confirmation. Letting out an embarrassed squeak, you felt as Undertaker then began to pepper your face with kisses, his smirk still present as he did.
“I thought you’d never ask.” He finally breathed, his arms winding around your shoulders and squeezing you gently in an adoring hug. Your heart quickened further as you happily pressed into the embrace, your face burning deeply with the other’s words.
He was always so charming, wasn’t he?
After a few moments, you could feel that Undertaker had begun pinning you back against the pillows you’d been sitting on – his hold tightening as he kissed your lips briefly. He then began to nip and kiss along the side of your neck, all the while slowly pulling down your shirt collar so that your shoulders were exposed. Shivering slightly, you felt the man’s affectionate marks move further and further down towards the centre of your chest before you gasped timidly:
“Hah, wait… isn’t this technically you giving me attention, and not the other way around, dear?”
The other halted momentarily – seemingly regarding your words with some degree of serious thought before he lightly giggled into your collarbone, breaking the illusion. Kissing your ear briefly, Undertaker allowed himself to topple to the side – his body turned in towards yours as he lay there contentedly.
“Hmm~ maybe, but I’m happy to keep doing so for while more if you’re up for it.” He admitted.
You looked towards him as he spoke, noticing a brief flash of mischievousness cross his features before he continued on casually:
“Unless… you’re serious about your offer, that is. Would you really like to give me your full attention for the rest of tonight, my love?”
You grinned a bit – not bothering to even pretend to be hesitant before nodding.
“Of course!”
You were very sure that you were up to that task.
With your intentions clear, you carefully changed positions with the other – now laying atop Undertaker as you captured his lips in an eager kiss. Moaning softly, the two of you stayed like that for as long as possible, your tongues dancing as you leisurely explored each other’s mouths. You, of course, were the first one to break away – needing to catch your breath after a few minutes… unlike the other. As you did, the mortician grinned in triumph, his fingers softly meeting your waist while he giggled.
Did he always need to be so smug about not needing to breathe?
After a few moments of recovery, the other reached up and gently took hold of your chin – guiding you to look down at him and meet his gaze once more. As soon as you did and he caught sight of your heated expression, Undertaker felt his heart begin to race – his entire body heating further in a mix of both delight and excitement.
You were just… too gorgeous! He could hardly believe his luck.
“Are you ok?” the man finally asked with care, noticing how dazed you seemed to be as you remained perched above him. Being brought back to present with Undertaker’s words, you nodded instantly and nuzzled under his chin, the bliss of the moment passing over you in waves as you panted excitedly.
You were definitely going to make the most of this.
Smiling eagerly, the man below you felt his heart skip again – your voice low as you retorted while breathing against his ear:
“Oh yes, I’m nowhere near done with you yet, my dear~”
Undertaker took a slow and unnecessary breath at that, heat flooding through his body yet again as a direct result of your actions. He loved you so much – loved sharing these beautiful nights with you! Nights where the two of you could let the evening pass happily in each other’s embrace, your passions dictating what would transpire as the morning drew nearer.
Sighing happily at his own thoughts, Undertaker pressed his nose to yours briefly – his eyes closing for a moment as he silently indulged in your presence.
You were perfect, and you were his. How amazing was that?
After a few seconds, Undertaker finally backed off and began to softly mutter under his breath, bumping his forehead against yours with affection as you heard him all but purr:
“I love you so much, dearest. I can hardly get enough of your ‘attention’ every time we are together, no matter how much you give me.”
You flushed deeply at the other’s admission, feeling your heart race further as you nuzzled back against him yet again. You always loved how earnest the man was, his straightforwardness egging you on and encouraging you to also share whatever was on your mind… whether that be through actions or words. Eventually, you met Undertaker’s eyes again steadily, silently inquiring as to what you should do – a question which he answered readily as if somehow reading your thoughts:
“Could you continue lavishing me with attention? Just for tonight? Just enough that I can drown in it?”
You took a breath, the intensity of his request hitting you at your very core… but not scaring you in the slightest. After all, you’d felt that exact same want at times – so who were you to deny such mutual feelings of desire?
Pressing against Undertaker happily once more, you finally nodded and assured him with a needy yet straightforward kiss:
“I’d be happy to, if you’ll keep telling me how much you need me.”
The Shinigami happily fulfilled that request, kissing you back eagerly and pulling you down against his torso. By morning, Undertaker felt as if you had more than succeeded in giving him exactly what he’d asked for… which meant he would need to repay you, now wouldn’t he?
It was only fair after all!
Plus, the both of you knew without a doubt that you’d happily accept such an offer…
After all, the two of you could hardly stand being without one another’s attention for too long – a shared wish which only served to keep you two close day after day…
Well… that, plus more than a few unfinished books by your nightstand.
Maybe you SHOULD try and resist him next time? Right? Your TBR pile is still waiting…