Disclaimer: Cardcaptor Sakura does not belong to me. The day Sakura and Syaoron belongs to me, I will be insanely rich, I will support Ranma and Shampoo pairing (which is never in a million years!), my brother would stop annoying me (which is also undoubtly never) and I will be married to Gerrard Butler (sigh….)
I am so sorry for the late update. It's just that I'm a worrier and when I'm worried about something, I could barely do anything but worry. But everything's alright now. Sorry for rambling. This is another chapter for you. Enjoy!
Sakura bit her lower lip uncertainly. In one hand, her hair is all tangled up in Chika's hand that was not showing any signs of letting go. While on the other hand, Chika was gripping Syaoron's hand and still not showing any intention of letting go. It's not hard to guess what Chika wanted; it's not exactly rocket science. Sakura transferred her gaze on Syaoron who was looking way more pleased than she would have liked.
Syaoron moved to lie down on the bed, positioning his body sideways so that he was facing Sakura and Chika. He supported his head up using his free hand and grinned smugly to Sakura. Chika smiled at him in satisfaction and looked critically at Sakura as if asking her what's taking her so long.
Sakura sighed in defeat and imitated Syaoron's position on the other side of Chika.
"You knew you had me wrapped around your little finger, didn't you?" Sakura accused, looking down at an entirely too-happy-Chika.
Syaoron snorted in laughter and settled himself down on the bed. The predicament they're in were hilarious to say the least. Here he was lying in bed with Sakura even when she was most aggravating in presenting her case of wanting her own bedroom. Of course there was Chika between them and the situation could be more…intimate, involving lots and lots of seduction but still..she was in his bed. And that itself was quite an achievement, if he may say so.
"I got you into my bed sooner than I expected, Lil' Kitten." Syaoron murmured teasingly.
Sakura gasped, her hands quickly covered Chika's ears. Her eyes narrowed dangerously.
"You didn't get me into your bed. Chika did. And stop with the double meaning statements, there's a baby here."
"That was a fairly innocent statement." Syaoron shrugged. "I could do much better." His tone teasingly suggestive.
Sakura couldn't stop the blush from coming even if her life depended on it. She would have loved to throttle him at that particular moment but Chika was blinking owlishly, a signal that sleep was underway. She wouldn't want to disturb her and it was obvious that Syaoron was baiting her. She merely moved closer to Chika, nuzzling the top of the baby's head softly, effectively ignoring Syaoron's words. A yawn caught her by surprise; she supposed she was more tired than she thought. She decided to ignore Syaoron who was diligently staring at her. That was her last thought before her eyes drifted shut and sleep claimed her.
Sakura was feeling comfortable and warm. She refused to open her eyes yet. She snuggled closer to her warm pillow, moaning with content when her pillow moved to make her more comfortable. She was not willing to wake up yet, she decided. It's the weekends anyway. But Sakura couldn't help but feel something nudging at the back of her mind, like she had forgotten something fairly important.
The mattress felt wonderful beneath her. Is her mattress always this comfortable? The smell on her pillow wasn't completely hers. The smell was more..for lack of better words, masculine but there's nothing wrong about that. It smelled good. Perhaps it's the smell of the new softener she had recently bought. Her senses were starting to pick up, slowly washing away the traces of sleep. Something heavy was draped around her waist, she tried pushing it away, guessing that it's another pillow.
The pillow actually had the nerve to tighten itself around her, drawing her closer to the pillow she was currently snuggling with. Wait. Last time she checked, pillows aren't supposed to be moving, or tightening for that matter. Her eyes flew open only to discover that her face was buried in the crook of someone's neck and that particular someone had their arm around her. You're obviously not a pillow, was her first thought. Panic started to kick in. Her mind ignored all logic thoughts and only registered that there was a man on her bed, in close proximity.
Her body was in close contact with the male and she started to push him away, only to be pulled closer. Her hands were between their bodies in attempt to create some distance between them as she started to struggle in earnest. The male flipped her onto her back and loomed over her.
"Relax, Lil' Kitten. Are you having a nightmare or something?"
Sakura's eyes widened and her body immediately relaxed. Syaoron. Her eyes wandered around the room and the memory of what happened last night made itself known and Sakura almost laugh at her foolishness. How could she forget an information like that?
"Where's Chika?" Sakura yawned and stretched languidly beneath Syaoron.
Syaoron patiently dodged her arms. "She had gone into a trance when Spongebob came on."
Sakura could hear the sound of television playing softly when she strained her hearing.
"Chika loved Spongebob." Sakura's voice husky was from sleep, but determined to share that piece of information with him .
"I had drawn the same conclusion." Syaoron commented playfully.
Syaoron had woken up when Chika had crawled up and sat on his chest. She was obviously bored with nothing to occupy her. Not wanting Chika disturbing Sakura's sleep, Syaoron had carried Chika to the living room. He had tried his best to hold Chika the way he had seen Sakura held her. It was awkward for him but Chika seemed to enjoy being jostled about, giggling when Syaoron had tried to lift her. He was relieved that she was not hurt though.
He had switched on the TV and Spongebob came on which leads to Chika's said trance. She wasn't even aware that he was in the same room as her and Syaoron doubt that she would even notice that he was no longer there. Making sure that there were no sharp objects or anything that could harm her within her reach, he had walked back to his bedroom.
His eyes immediately fell on Sakura. He did what anyone would do in his position. He climbed back into bed, pulled Sakura close and felt content just holding her. That is until she had started to stir.
Syaoron stared at Sakura beneath her. She looked so fresh and soft. Her body was still warm from sleep and apparently she was a cuddler. Her hair spilled around her head, adding to the morning glow. In short, she looked like someone sent from above whose sole job on Earth was to tempt him.
He was aware that he was..taken with Sakura. He couldn't call it love because as cliché as it sounds he had never loved a woman that is not family before so he couldn't say for certain that what he was feeling is definitely, positively love. But he wanted her to love him though, never look at another man besides him kind of love and if that's not strange he didn't know what is. He couldn't resist but plant a soft kiss on her plump lips.
Sakura's eyes widened almost to comic proportions. Her hands immediately plant themselves on his broad chest, attempting to push him away. Syaoron lifted his head and watched her reactions. There was surprise, confusion, and even a slight tinge of blush on her face. Pleased on what he saw, Syaoron swooped down for another kiss, ignoring her resisting hands.
He caressed her lips softly, urging her to return his kiss. He tugged at her bottom lip and nibbled on it softly. Sakura moaned in protest, her eyes drifting shut at their own violation. He was careful not to crush her as he supported his weight on his elbows. He splayed her fingers on one side of her face to keep her in place as he worked his magic.
Sakura's hands fisted in the front of his shirt, warring with herself whether to push him away or pulled him closer. Her head was pushed further into the pillow when the kiss increased in pressure. Sakura drew a deep shuddering breath and kissed Syaoron back. Syaoron groaned in approval when he finally felt her lips moving with his, participating in the kiss.
He wanted to be closer to her, pressed his chest against hers but her hands were in the way, clutching at the fabric of his shirt. He tugged at one hand gently, telling her without words what he wanted. Sakura immediately wrapped her hands around Syaoron's neck, allowing him to close the distance, welcoming his added heat.
Syaoron kissed the underside of Sakura's chin softly and started to plant small, open-mouthed kisses along her jaw. Sakura tilted her head to give him more access. He trailed his lips down her slender neck, tasting her skin, nipping at them gently. Syaoron traced her collarbone with his tongue and Sakura whimpered softly from the contact. He was well aware of Sakura's ragged breathing and her small whimpers of encouragement. Her fingers left feather-light trails on his back and shoulders. She tugged at his hair and Syaoron groaned. Did she want him to stop?
Sakura only tugged his face close to hers again for another kiss. She parted her lips, coaxing Syaoron to delve into the sweetness she offered willingly. Syaoron chuckled before complying, his tongue dancing with hers. Syaoron put a hand on the side of her waist, distracting her with his kisses; Syaoron's hand began to climb her ribs.
Sakura could feel hot, delicious heat enveloping her. Syaoron's tongue was doing sinful things in her mouth and she couldn't help but to respond to every one of his movements. She arched her body into his unconsciously, trying to be closer to him. She couldn't form a coherent thought even if she wanted to, she could only feel.
The bell rang. Syaoron thought it was his imagination and continued his ministration. Sakura's eyes however, drifted open and the haze cleared a bit. She mumbled something and pushed at Syaoron's shoulder. Syaoron complied, accepting rather grudgingly that the bell was not in his imagination after all.
He sat at the edge of the bed, one hand running through his hair.
"I knew it was too good to be true." Syaoron murmured. "I'm not surprised if there's gonna be a tornado next time."
Sakura only glared at him, still blushing furiously. She nudged Syaoron's shoulder hesitantly.
"There's someone at the door." Sakura reminded him.
Syaoron's body had calmed down a bit and he allowed his gaze to fall on Sakura. She was sitting meekly on the bed, her lips thoroughly kissed and she still seemed a bit flushed. Syaoron sighed, she looked beautiful and God spare whoever it is at the door. He's gonna have to try very hard to restrain himself from murdering the person.
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