I'm really trying to update once a week, but I seem to fail greatly. Me sorry.
Undisclosed Desires
Chapter 14
-HPOV-
We laid on the floor, limbs entwined, my body molatic, fit under his. We were both panting, wasted, him still inside of me.
I turned my head and tried to bury and hide my face in my hair, but his hand stopped me. "Don't hide." his lips brushed my neck.
He pulled me up and leant against the bed and I stood in his lap, straddling his waist.
His warm hands caressed my back and I closed my eyes, overcame by delight. We had never been so intimate before.
"I'm so sorry, Hals."
"It's ok." I whispered.
"Stop saying it's okay." he snapped.
My cheeks flushed and I looked away.
"It's not okay, then." I said flatly.
He sighed and lifted my chin up with his finger. Our eyes locked and I leant in. He opened his mouth, expecting a kiss, but I firmly bit his lower lip. He let out an "Ah" that sent shivers down my spine. I sucked on his lip, feeling tingles running down my body, under my stomach.
He tried to catch my lips between his, but I avoided and started kissing on his neck, running my tongue on his skin. I shifted away from him, kissing his pec, his abdomen and under and under, while his hands fell in my hair, gripping roughly.
He was looking at me, panting and gasping, his face flushed, his eyes tender.
"You didn't have to do that, Hal." he muttered.
"Why? You always do it for me."
"Yeah, because I like it. I like making you feel good."
"And who said I didn't like making you feel good?"
He sighed.
"You feel uncomfortable."
"No, I don't.", I protested.
He opened his mouth to say something but I silenced him from even breathing by covering his mouth with my hand. I was straddling his waist again and he raised an eyebrow at me.
"Look, Finn, I've always wondered why you picked me. I thought that if was a game at first, or I was a bet you were picked to play but you crept up upon me and were there for me and - and..." I was stammering at that point and he gently took my hand off his mouth and cradled it in his own. He kissed it slowly, smiling at me lightly.
"Come here.", he murmured in his husky voice and I obeyed gratefully, rubbing my cheek along his chest.
"One love, two mouths, one love, one house, no shirt, no blouse, just us." I whispered in a low voice.
"Did you say anything, sweetheart?"
"No." I shook my head, with a soft smile imprinted on my lips. He buried his head in my neck.
"Love you." I snuggled in his arms and he smiled against my hair.
"Love you too."
I blushed pleasantly and clenched our fingers together.
"You're so mine." he chuckled I wish I could have protested, but I didn't make a sound, closing my eyes.
"Good night, Finn."
"Good night, sweetheart."
I vaguely wondered what was the word fit for Finn.
Boyfriend?
No, that was too juvenile for our relationship.
Lover?
No; such a pretentious word, like it was always being translated from French. The tints taint of illicit, illegitimate affections. Dictionary meaning "a person having a love affair." Impermanent. Unfamiliar. Linked incontestably to sex.
I had never wanted a lover. I had never wanted a lover, although I had always wanted to love and be loved.
Then... beau, companion, confident, suitor, partner, soulmate?
No.
I just wanted to be the one to love Finn and Finn the one to love me.
There wasn't any word for that.
I was Haley, and he was Finnick. No, he was Finn.
And he was my Finn and I was his sweetheart. For some reason, I could never call him, nicknamed him anything else but "Finn." His name said and meant everything; love, gratitude, teases, playfulness, beauty, sweetness, attractiveness, lethalness, asshole-ness, perfection...Finn.
We laid in bed for the rest of the night, snuggled one in another, under his covers. It was cold and he kept me warm, played with my hair and drew circles on my back and kissed me, over, over, again and again.
I opened one eye, not wanting to wake up. I felt Finn shift beneath me and two familiar hands lightly stroke my back, resting on my hips for a few moments. Afterwards, they squeezed my buttocks hard, causing myself to let out a loud gasp.
"Mmm, well, hello there." he purred.
"I am not awake. Go back to sleep." I mumbled.
He threw his head back and laughed.
After a few moments, he said giddy: "Haley, y'know what? I'll listen to you. I'll go back to sleep."
"Well, that's a first." I muttered, a bit surprised.
"Yeah, well, since you're mine and we'll probably spend the rest of our lives together, I might make couple of compromises. And, you know, allow you some treats. That's how a master does."
"Oh, really? That's how a master does to what, to a pet?"
He laughed and nodded casually.
"Oh, and I'm a pet?"
He rose a finger, but I caught him off: "Your pet."
"Sex pet.", he said in his sexy tone.
I threw a pillow at him, but I couldn't help but burst into laughter, amused to my last inch. He caught me back in his arms and tightened his embrace around me and I nuzzled closer, kissing his pec.
"I could definitely get used to this." I thought, rubbing my cheek along his chest with a little sigh.
Aaand it's a fluff!
Oh, and now that I'm on springbreak, I'll be able to update faster and more times a week. I promise! Love. xx~snuff.