DISCLAIMER: I do not own PoT and any of its characters.
I am so in love with Maroon 5's song Sunday Morning. Hence, the title of these one-shots. This song really calms me down and makes me go to daydreaming mode. I hope you enjoy reading my story!
Sunday Mornings
Chapter 1. Atobe x Sakuno
She could feel a familiar hand gently stroking her cheek. As she slowly opened her hazel eyes, she was greeted by the divine face of her husband who was sitting beside their bed. She was about to open her mouth to say something when he placed a light kiss on her lips. How wonderful that kiss was. Even though they have been married for six wonderful years, she still feels light-headed from the smallest of his kisses and lightest of his touches.
"I thought you wouldn't be home until tomorrow night?" she said with obvious delight in her tone.
"I wouldn't want to miss our son's birthday so I hurried backed. Those old geezers at the meeting were just blown away by Ore-sama's magnificence." Sakuno lightly chuckled by her husband's comment.
"You must be tired. Why don't you rest for awhile, dear?" Sakuno made room so her husband could climb into bed with her. He took his wife's offer, taking his necktie of and his coat off, laying next to his wife. He still felt his wife's warmth on the mattress. His hands snaked through her tiny waist and brought her closer to him. The smell of her shampoo was intoxicating. "It is so good to be home," Keigo thought to himself.
They enjoyed this peaceful moments the most. After a while, a thought came to his mind. He voiced it out to his wife.
"How about we get started making our son's birthday wish come true, hm?, he whispered seductively in her ears.
Her whole face started to turn into a deep shade of red as she remembered what her son told them about his birthday wish. What her son wanted-a baby brother or baby sister.
"Uh-um… Keigo, I think that, um, this is not the right moment to do that." Sakuno was baffled at how bold her husband was. "Besides, we have to prepare for our son's birthday."
He had already sandwiched her between the mattress and himself. "Nonsense, the maids and butlers can take care of that. It's still too early. The party won't start until later in the afternoon." His right hand had already started travelling underneath her nightgown.
"Sigh… I… can't really argue with you… Keigo…" her breathing was becoming hard. She was enjoying this.
"Of course you can't. I am the great Ore-sama after all." was his final words as he dived in and captured his wife's lips for a passionate kiss.
The shuffling of the sheets and the slight creaking of the bed was heard in the Atobe mansion's master suite on that Sunday morning.
Story finished! I must admit it is still a struggle for me to write. The thoughts are all in my head but I just can't put them into words. I must thank everyone for reading my others stories even though I don't update them anymore. Your comments were the ones that urged me to write again. Thank you again, from the bottom of my heart!
