Wind had grown use to the loneliness that she felt in her bed. So many weeks had gone by since she first started to go to bed alone. She laid on her side taking on the fetal position, her back towards the center of the bed, as she was accustomed to sleeping on her side of the bed. She was quiet in the dark as she was left alone with her thoughts in the dark.
She fidgeted, tossed and turned, it was still taking her some time to get use to sleeping without his big form snoring next to her. Wind would curl up tighter at this thought, as her hand reached up and clutched her pillow. She had no clue where he had gone, or what he was doing. She would calm her feelings by telling herself that it was no longer her concern, that she had other obligations and responsibilities.
Wind wrapped her blanket about her tightly, she calmed her mind and slowly began her decent into sleep.
She heard her bedroom door open, this would wake her up, some nights her son Isamu would join her in bed. She sat up in bed and her eyes began to adjust. She saw a large figure standing at the edge of her bed, stooping down to crawl into the empty place next to her. A massive arm brought her down to laying next to the figure. Fear had paralyzed her, she couldn't even speak. The arm was familiar. "Kobe..?" She finally spoke, breaking the silence.
"What?" The bull's voice spoke, deep yet quietly.
She could smell it, alcohol. It was definitely thick on his breath. "You're not suppose to be here." She quietly informed him as Kobe had pulled her close to his warm body, his bulky arm wrapped around her mid-section. She felt his warm breath on her neck. Wind was blinking so much, trying to keep whatever sadness she had in her down.
Kobe snorted, in his normal fashion. "What do you even mean?"
Wind then felt Kobe's lips on her neck, kissing and suckling as his hand when from her stomach snaking up till he finally had grabbed one of her hefty breasts. He held it in place, keeping her large nipple between his thumb and forefinger, tugging gently. "How could you even forget?" Wind said with a gasp, Kobe's tugging was sending shivers up her spine. "We... we split up, almost a month ago." She regretted saying that the moment the words left her lips.
Kobe didn't stop, the alcohol made him bolder. "I know." He whispered softly into her ear, he didn't stop, he started kissing her freckled shoulder. He pressed his hips against her backside, wanting her to feel his stiff manhood against her body, still caged in his slacks.
"But, I..." Wind stopped herself. She felt a touch embarrassed, she missed his attention, she missed his touch.