Sooooo... since everybody liked the first chapter, I figured I'd give it a shot, from Aang's point of view. His is told a little bit differently... less steamy, but fluffy yumness all the same. Ahhhh well tell me what you think. Might add more.
Your breath is hot on my skin as you snore softly against my chest.
And I'm sure you'd kill me if I ever told anyone that you drool on me in your sleep. But it's so cute to watch you blink yourself awake and rub at the wetness on your cheek in sleepy embarrassment. It doesn't bother me at all, you see.
I love feeling you breathe on me. You're snuggled up close against me, held firmly in place by my arm wrapped around you. I can feel the rise and fall of your chest as you breathe deeply, slowly, serenely. The peaceful expression on your face touches my heart. It warms me to know that even now, after all this time, you still find safety and comfort in my arms. It's gratifying and humbling all at once.
Perhaps I enjoy watching you sleep in my arms because it's the only time you will ever really let me indulge my overprotective, loving side. I know there are some things from which I just can't save you. You're going to hurt, and you're going to cry, and there will be nothing I can do about it. But while you sleep, I can keep watch over you. I can smooth your hair out of your face and kiss your eyelids, breathing in your soothing scent. You smell like rain, fresh rain showering down on a thirsty, dry desert land.
You sigh dreamily, and I wonder if it's me you're dreaming about. I wonder if I make you happy in your dreams, and I hope I can live up to your expectations in your waking hours.
Every now and then, I wonder if I tell you that I love you too much. Maybe I seem overeager. But you never make me feel that way. You smile at me, as if you know a secret to which I am not privy, and kiss my cheek so softly I wonder if your lips ever touched my skin.
Every waking moment with you is intense, filled with heightened sensations and overpowering love and desire. Late at night, when we lay in bed together, in the moments before we inevitably make love, you send shivers down my spine as you drape your arms around my neck and pull me close. I tell you that you amaze me, and you respond with a dazed smile, as if you hardly believe that you could ever have that effect on me.
But you do.
And when you smile, my heart melts and fills my limbs with an incredibly ardent love. When you touch me, I have to fight the urge to take you all at once, because I want to take my time and savor your presence. When we kiss, the electricity coursing through my veins is almost too intense to handle, impeding my ability to see anything at all, other than you.
When all is said and done, you bury yourself in my arms and lay just as you are now, quiet and content, wholly satisfied with all I have given you.
I love the feel of your breath on my chest... because it reminds me that you are alive, and that you are mine.