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One more.
Just...just one more.
That's what Angert thought to himself as he leaned down to plant yet another gentle peck to your waiting lips.
He was supposed to be leaving. He had planned to go...but somehow he went from offering one little kiss goodbye to sitting on the edge of the bed, leaning over you to press 'one more' kiss...just 'one more'...
That's because you didn't want him to leave. The morning had been so perfect. Lazy and cozy and perfect...sharing breakfast in bed, lounging in each other's arms, teasing and snuggling and whispering little confessions that made your hearts glow and melt...and then the Pearpal lit up with a call for a meeting with Meghill and other special investigators. It must be important, but...selfishly, you weren't willing to share your beloved today. Not at all. How could you, when the day has been so beautiful? So you resorted to a particularly effective tactic.
Angert poured his heart into the latest soft, sweet kiss. It was heavenly. Delicious and heavenly. But he was planning on this smooch being the last (the fifth so far) before he departed.
As soon as he pulled away--
"No..." You protested in a moan.
"Heh..."
He huffed an airy laugh, looking over your laying form with a roguish grin.
"I know," He whispered, brushing a strand of your hair back onto the pillow, "I don't want this either."
You pulled out the big guns.
"Don't leave me." You murmured, hands clinging to the leather of his vest.
A warm, fond chuckle brushed over your lips. He was loving this, his eyes shining down on you with soft delight.
"You know I'd never do that." He mumbled in return, unable to help himself as he lowered lips to trail long, affectionate kisses along your cheek, your jaw...down to your throat. Every single press sent shooting stars up and down your entire being, from surface to depths only he could explore.
You smiled at your success, arms wrapping around his shoulders--gasping gently when he found your sensitive pulse point. That little sound stirred a low rumble that travelled through his chest and into yours. He shifted on instinct, climbing onto the bed to lean into you properly--lips moving quickly back to yours, swallowing your moan.
Yes... It was a relief, pure relief, to feel his weight return to you.
His gloved hand gripped the leg you keenly hooked over him--needing him closer, drawing him in--but the moment he realized what he was doing, he pulled himself away from the consuming kiss.
Looming above you, huffing--so beautiful... He met your gaze, finding the same breathless devotion that threatened to make him forget all things outside the room. His eyes...oh, his eyes...you love when they dilate. Those stunning blues, typically draconic with their black slits, expanded to become nearly human. It was odd, how much it suited him...as if he wasn't gorgeous enough already.
Beautiful dark blue hair hung over his features as he lingered above, drinking in the longing so clear in your expression. Your hand drifted from his shoulder to tuck his long braid behind his ear, feathery fingertips gliding down to stroke his cheek.
He melted in an instant, eyes fluttering, his weight sinking into you beautifully as he shakily expelled a foreign word you didn't understand.
Lips brushed over yours, a gentle caress he knows you love. Your breath trembled, gaze trapped in the reverence of dazzling blues that held your entire world.
Thoughts vanished completely...warmth bloomed straight to your cheeks...
Angert watched the rosy tint grow on the features he adores, relished in the way your hold of him tightened--the way you absolutely refused to let him leave you. It was a sight he wanted to bask in all day.
And yet, he knew he had to go. Just so he could come back. He'd make sure the meeting was short, he'd cut it short if he had to...to come back to his starlight, his darling, his home...
"Stay...exactly...like this." He mumbled low.
Before you could protest, his hand pressed your leg firmly against him, lips recapturing yours, chasing the intimate, intoxicating moment just a little longer.
Heaven.
He warred with himself when pulling back, breaths trembling from restraint.
"I won't be long." He vowed, his clouded mind growing frustrated with itself. How could he even think to leave you? He had his duties, though. And he'd only be five minutes away from the room...but he had duty right here, to keep you content and warm and loved...
Not to worry, you would help his mind settle with one little word.
"Please..." You whispered so softly, heavy eyes begging him to stay exactly where he was--to continue where he stopped himself...and drown you both in the heights of bliss a kiss alone could offer.
It worked perfectly, his determined (frustrated) expression melting away.
"Ouh--"
His lips claimed yours in a searing, needed kiss. Sparks flew, heat rushed...and all thought of leaving was gone.
Angert's hand abandoned your thigh to so gently hold your cheek, a contrast to the desperation of the kiss he pulled back to shower over your features. Over each lip several times, over your jaw, over cheeks and cheekbones...
Your eyes shut happily, a bright smile on your swollen lips.
"Baby..." You purred, clinging, threading fingers through the silken locks at his nape.
His kisses were lain quicker, fiercer...over the bridge of your nose, between brows, to your temple--
"I love you," He whispered against your skin, "I love you, I love you..." It was both a vow and apology, passionate and aching. Your heart squeezed and sparkled with warmth.
The kisses were endless. Warm, loving, consuming you both in the best of ways.
You peeked to your love. His heavy eyes admiring you, heart pounding against yours, his thumb caressing your cheek, lips still eager to please...
Angert...
Meeting your gaze, he nuzzled his cheek against yours, scales scraping softly.
You spoke to him then, your voice as gentle as a lumie's touch,
"Two more minutes?" You pleaded for both your sakes, "Stay just...two more minutes?"
You didn't even have to ask.
His whole body trembled.
"Anything..." He moaned, "Anything you want."
You smiled, and slowly shifted--
"Ouh...yes, come here..." He whispered, readjusting his position.
Angert carefully guided your pleased, dazed expression into the side of his throat. Warm, stiff scales grazed your cheek as you settled into the most comfortable place in the world.
You needed him close, you needed him here. That's all you want.
Arms wrapped tight around you as you snuggled in.
"I love you." You released in a sigh.
Angert forgot his strength, clinging to you with desperate devotion. His eyes squeezed shut, cheek dropping to nuzzle the top of your head.
Never would he deny you. Never could he deny you.
You're his world. You're his dream and his treasure, his very heartbeat and sanctuary. All you had to do was look at him, give him the slightest glance, the tiniest smile...and he would come running. He would run any distance to reach you, to embrace you just like this...and give you anything--everything--you want.
Your Angert pressed a kiss into your hair. As if having read your thoughts, he whispered gently,
"I'll stay as long as you want."
There was only one answer.
"Forever." You mumbled, embracing him tighter.
A handsome smile graced his lips, warm chuckle rumbling between you.
"Okay."
He nuzzled into you.
"Forever."