His warmth surrounded me. His strong arms holding me so close. I looked into his gorgeous eyes and felt my heart melt.
So this was what love felt like?
A smile slowly found it's way onto my face. I realized with certainty that I would always love him. No regrets for this love.
He looked into my eyes and saw the pleading look. He knew what I wanted. He somehow always knew. I questioned myself on how he had come to know me so well. It worked both ways though. I knew him well.
I did not have to speak. He knew with just one look. With a smirk on his face he finally gave me what I had been waiting for.
My mind slowly turned off with the feeling of him so close. Would this feeling ever leave? I hoped with all my might it never did. His kiss was so gentle. They always were.
This routine had become so familiar. I knew my cheeks were flushed. Along with my rushed breathing. How he made me feel was amazing. These feelings were so new yet I knew they were right.
My heart was beating faster now. His warm lips on my neck. I clutched onto him tighter, afraid I would fall. His name was on the tip of my tongue. I heard myself ask for more. I felt his smirk against my skin as he complied to my wish.
My breath cam out in pants. Ra this felt good.
This was love, was it not?
An outcast was not supposed to love. I was never supposed to love. But we were alike. So very alike.
My mind raced back to reality as his lips pressed onto mine. He pulled back with a smirk. My eyes narrowed playfully. I knew that little smirk. I pressed my lips to his neck as he groaned in surprise. I continued this little action as his breathing became rushed and his face flushed.
A smirk played on my lips as I ran my hand down his side. His whole body shivered.
I loved making him feel this way. I loved every second when I was with him. Nothing could compare to the pleasure I felt with him. I placed my hand on his chest and looked into his eyes. Those gorgeous, beautiful eyes.
His face was flushed yet he still had that smirk on his face. I giggled and brushed my lips lightly against his. His eyes narrowed. I knew he hated that. He hated it when I teased him. I pressed my lips against his with a smirk. I pulled away as I looked into his eyes.
Ra. I loved him. I loved him so much. These feelings were so amazing. Love was truly amazing.
I was never meant to love. I had always been a slave. I did not deserve this. I did not deserve him.
I told him this and he scowled. His words rang in my ears. You deserve me, I do not deserve you.
This always went back and fourth. I silenced him with a kiss.
I wanted more. I always wanted more when I was around him. He held out his hand with a smirk. I rolled my eyes and handed my phone over. This was our time just to be on our own.
He looked into my blue eyes and smiled. I smiled back at him.
So this was love?
This was how it felt to be wanted by another.
I never knew until the moment I found him. I had finally found my protector.
I placed my head on his shoulder and smiled. This was love. The two of us had finally found love with each other.
I looked into his eyes once more. How had I gotten this lucky? Why did he choose me? The questions were nothing new. I asked myself the same thing everyday. Everything seemed better when I was with him. No nightmares in my mind, no tears to cry.
But yet… did I deserve him?
He leaned down and pressed his lips onto mine and pulled back with a smile.
"I love you Blue Eyes."
"I love you Bakura."
Yes. This was love.