Sorry for not updating sooner! I have exams and oh god I feel like every single one of my brain cells are slowly dying every time I even look at a revision book :S anyway I hope you like it! Thankies for reviewing! Xx
Claire woke slowly to the morning sun beaming into the room through a gap in the crimson curtains. She stretched her legs out groggily, revelling in the softness of the sheets and her amazing mood, letting out a massive yawn in the process.
Deep, soft breathing brought her attention to her right. She rolled over slowly to find Myrnin lying still on the bed, his muscled stomach moving gently with every breath. Claire couldn't help the smile that was spreading across her face, he managed to look darkly beautiful and peacefully innocent at the same time. His eyelashes were fanned out on his cheeks, his plump lips parted slightly, his dark hair curly adorably over is cheeks and forehead in gorgeous curls.
Claire stayed like that for a while, lying in what must have been the most comfortable bed in the universe, next to what must definitely be the most perfect man in the universe. She could feel his cool breath tickling her cheek as she lightly traced a finger over his lips, trailing down to his neck, his arm, then his hand as she intertwined her fingers with his, gazing at him like a lovesick schoolgril.
"It's rude to stare," Myrnin murmured drowsily, keeping his eyes closed and squeezing Claire's hand gently. She hadn't even noticed he had woken or whether he'd been awake the whole time.
Claire smiled at the softness of his voice and his dark eyes as he opened them slightly, peering at her through his thick eyelashes sleepily.
"I'm not staring, I'm admiring," Claire replied, shuffling closer to him planting a small kiss on the tip of his nose.
He laughed quietly, baring his perfect teeth in a cute grin, complete with dimples. He moved her hand up to his lips and pressed a sweet kiss to it, snaking his other arm around her waist and pulling her even closer to him so that their noses were almost touching.
"Oh, well that's okay then." He kissed her lips tenderly, resting his forehead against hers and rubbing small circles in her back with his thumb. He stared into her eyes, fiddling absent mindedly with her hair. "How are you?" he asked softly.
"Perfect," Claire smiled "you?"
Myrnin smiled back at her, his dimples never leaving his cheeks. "I'm better than I have been in a very long time."
"Yay," Claire giggled and pulled herself against him, hugging him tighter than she had ever hugged anyone before, he didn't seem to mind.
They stayed in content silence for a while, perfectly happy just in each others' company, hugging like it was their last day on earth.
"…Did I hurt you?" Myrnin's quiet whisper broke the silence, his voice seemed to shake as he said it, like he felt sick at the thought of ever hurting her. Claire looked up at him, noticing a worried expression clouding his features, his eyebrows furrowed and eyes full of dread.
"No! Of course not!"
"Don't lie to me Claire," he pulled the thin scarlet sheet down Claire's body, revealing all of her torso and a few developing bruises. He touched a small, purple bruise on her chest gently and his eyebrows knitted together.
"Myrnin," Claire took his hand and held it for a moment "I don't care about that, bruises don't matter to me. You do." She pulled him back to her again, kissing him and wrapping her arms tight around him.
She heard him sigh and relax against her, nuzzling into the corner between her neck and shoulder and kissing the skin there.
"Im sorry," he whispered against her neck.
"Don't be. Besides, sex bruises are good bruises in my books." She felt Myrnin let out a small laugh next to her and she automatically squeezed him tighter, never wanting to let go.
But she had to. Or else Eve would rip her face off.
Claire kissed Myrnin on the forehead and pulled her arms away from the smooth skin of his back, moving away from him and rolling back towards the side of the bed. He groaned and tried to cling on to her hips, failing as Claire twisted away, shaking a finger at him.
"Ah, ah, ah, I have to go, you know what Eve's like. She'll probably think I've been eaten or something."
Myrnin made an annoyed little groan in the back of his throat and then buried himself in the pillow, pouting apparently. Claire sighed and stood up, gathering her clothes that had been strewn on the floor the night before, just thinking about the memory made her blush.
She pulled on her pants and jeans and was in the process of searching for her shirt when Myrnin's arms clamped around her waist, dragging her back down to the bed. He pulled her against him and kissed her deeply, almost driving away all plans of leaving and of Eve. Almost.
"Don't go," he murmured against her lips.
"I have to, but I'll see you very soon, I promise."
With that she kissed him one more time, pulled on her shirt, grabbed her jacket and escaped before he could pull her back, or worse, make her never want to leave.
She opened the door and risked one look back before she left. Myrnin was sat cross legged on the bed, arms folded across his chest and his expression annoyed and pouting. His hair was a complete mess, which just made him look adorably comical.
Claire smiled, blew a kiss and edged out the door, heading for the glass house in the best mood she'd been in for a long, long time.
Hope you like it! Nothing really happened :S oh well it will in the next one ;) please read and review and tell me what you think! xxx