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Chapter Ten

A loving brush of fingers against my face pulls me out of restful sleep. Warm sunlight and an even warmer Martian greet my sleepy eyes. J'onn graces me with a soft kiss to my forehead.

"How are you feeling?"

That is a very good question. My body is beyond sore, the ghost of his touch still marking my body in places he's not even touching. In other words I'm sore and sated.

"Splendidly satiated J'onn."

J'onn sits back as I stretch out on the bed, my joints popping as I regain full functionality of my body.

"Come, you need to be fed."

"Hmmmm? You made breakfast?"

"After last night it's the least I could do." He has that guilty look on his face.

"J'onn.. You know I have absolutely no protest to any mark you leave on me when we tumble in bed right? Please don't feel guilty again."

He silently picks me up to carry me to the kitchen with the covers wrapped around me. I read his mind along the way, understanding exactly what he is feeling.

It is a pride mixed guilt, his male ego stroked at having given me mind numbing pleasure is tampered down with concern for my wellbeing.

When I compare myself with him, I can see his reasoning. All the marks I left on him have already faded away while his marks have just reached their full bloom across my skin.

I wrap my arms around his neck giving him a tight hug.

"J'onn, there's nothing to feel guilty over. You know how I feel."

"You test my control little one, I might hurt you without intending to."

"Don't tell me you didn't enjoy it."

J'onn folds himself onto the sofa keeping my on his lap. A spread of pop tarts, bread, cheese and tea arranged on the low table in front of us.

"I relish every moment I spend with you." he quietly confirms.

"But? I sense a but somewhere in there."

A wistful smile breaks out on his face. "But I fear harming you."

"J'onn, I don't trust anyone the way I trust you both with my heart and my body. You know I love each touch during and after the heat of the moment so don't worry. If ever you're causing me pain I'll be sure to scream it at you loud enough to snap you out of your lust blackened eyes."

I hold up a pop tart to him another already making its way into my mouth.

"Eat J'onn."

He presses another loving kiss to temple before taking up the offered tart. We finish breakfast together, both of us basking in each others presence knowing he'll have to leave in a few hours.

"I should probably get dressed." I idly think out loud, tracing absurd patterns on his arm.

"Hmm yes."

"Bed covers make excellent clothes."

J'onn chuckles as he sets me on my feet. "Go, I will clear this up."

I press a kiss to his angular cheek, leaving him to the task. By the time I emerge freshened up in a turtleneck and shorts, J'onn has cleaned away breakfast, sporting his superhero costume.

"You need to go don't you?"

"Yes."

Wrapping my arms around his neck I tug him down to press a kiss to his mouth. His arms encircle my back, rubbing up the full length of my back in one warm, affectionate sweep.

After all the wild passion last night, his kiss right now is worshipful. Gentle suction and mellow brushes of tongue. His hands cup my face, easing me back from him to bestow a protective kiss to my forehead.

"We will be in touch but I may be returning to a mountain of duties, forgive me if I am unable to respond to you."

"I know J'onn, be safe."

His warm hand caresses my cheek slowly before he drops his hand and is teleported away.

The house is quieter without him. Almost as if sound has been vacuumed away. I open the windows and let the fresh air breeze across the rooms, my life suddenly brighter than the last time I remember it. Our beautiful weekend together having banished all shadows in my head for the time being. I plop onto my bed with my college books, J'onn's scent surrounding me as I study.

An hour later my sisters and my mother make their return known and lunch is quickly prepared. Thank god for turtle necks or else I'd have some heavy explaining to do. My sisters recount their weekend to me, explaining in great detail all the things they did. By the time they are done I head off for lectures.

Brushing into J'onn's mind, I find him tackling a large number of monitors while giving orders to his teammates, doesn't seem to be good time to distract him. My two best friends give me knowing looks the minute I reach them.

"Did you get laid?"

"Huh?!"

Shen and Anji have been with me for years, somewhere along those years they fell in love so now my best friends are always together should I need them. It does make it difficult to spill secrets when they both wear smug smirks with an "I know what you've been up to" confidence.

I glare at them followed by sticking my tongue out at them. Shen bursts into a guffaw, my shoulder receiving a congratulatory pat.

"Had a good time then. Atta girl."

"Dude... You're weird."

Anji pulls my elbow, taking me away from Shen. "Girl talk love, see ya."

"Hey! Babe come on!"

We giggle at his whining face as he huffs behind us, giving us a few feet's privacy to chatter about love lives. Shen has a fixed rule: never tell me about how big the guy was, I don't wanna imagine you taking it. This naturally results in me giving him an earful with Anji merely to fluster him.

"So tell me, who is he, how'd you meet, is he from campus?"

"Well its a bit complicated, we met by accident, ended up talking for a few weeks. Eventually one thing led to another and here we are."

"You look happy, this is serious?" Anji has always been good at reading my expressions.

"Yep!"

"What's he like?"

"No dick details!" Shen screams from behind us.

We burst out laughing, pulling him to join us.

"He's calm."

"That's all?"

"Yeah. I mean calmness personified would be him."

"Details woman! Jesus!" Anji is seconded by her boyfriend. "Yeah come on, you're making him sound monochromatic!"

"Okay okay jeez!" These guys are persistent. "He's tall, built like a barn, polite, protective, respectful and very considerate."

I'm met with cricket chirping silence, my best friends having paused in the middle of doorway to class.

"This guy our age?"

"Umm.. Not really... He's a bit older." there's no way I can tell them how old J'onn really is. They'll flip worse than pancakes.

"Sweetie you sure about this?" Anji isn't alone in her concern, Shen looks worriedly at me.

"Yeah, you're my best friend, I don't want you getting hurt. If I can't beat him up then I can't keep you safe."

"Guys I'm sure." I give them my best winning smile.

"I'll admit I haven't seen you this happy before but love that also means it will hurt you just as bad if it goes south."

"I know Anji but I feel this will work out."

I bless every spirit I know as our lecturer walks into class just before Shen can come up with a retort for my reply.

They mean well. Almost all happy couples tend to adopt their single friends as the couple baby, making sure to fix the baby up with a good partner, keep the baby safe and protected from heartache. In my case Shen and Anji have made me their baby. It is heartwarming when I don't have to hide details about my love interest but J'onn is not someone I can tell everyone about.

Mid way through the continuous drone of my professor's reaction mechanism for organic chemical reactions, J'onn fills me head with his black velvet voice.

'A mission has come up, I will contact you when it is over. Be safe.'

'Be careful.'

"Hey, you okay?" Shen's foot prodding my shin snaps me out of my mind.

I give him a nod, his skeptical face doesn't relax even as he refrains from further questioning. Thankfully my friends don't pounce on me even after the days lectures are over, choosing instead to question me further about what my mystery boyfriend is like, when they can meet him and when I plan to hand him over for threatening.

Anji drags us both to McDonalds, wanting a celebration. By the time I get home, I'm dead tired and sleepy. My body still not recovered from J'onn's enthusiasm, demands hours of rest.

Dad has returned home.

That is the first thing I notice when I step through the door. The house is silent, sisters quietly minding their own business, mom watching tv and ignoring her surroundings which means dad is asleep.

My sisters creep into my room once I'm dressed for bed, each bringing with them their current interests. The youngest has dragged along a coloring book, asking me to teach her proper shading, the older one has her tablet open on her school project. Looks like sleep will have to wait.