WARNING: (Undetailed) Lemon Ahead!!
Rain-Kissed Desire
The rhythmic patter of rain against glass filled the luxurious suite, each droplet a soft tap in the otherwise quiet room. Outside, the storm wrapped the small island of Santorini in a silver mist, its usually vibrant blues and whites muted under the downpour. It wasn't the sun-soaked paradise Kai and Hilary had envisioned for their honeymoon, but neither of them minded.
Hilary sat curled up on the edge of the king-sized bed, one of Kai's oversized black shirts draped over her body, the fabric hanging off her shoulder. Her bare legs were tucked beneath her, and a steaming mug of tea rested in her hands. The dim light cast a soft glow over her ruby eyes, making them appear deeper, more alluring.
Kai leaned against the doorframe of the en-suite bathroom, a towel hanging low on his hips, his damp hair tousled and wild. His violet eyes held a lazy, smoldering heat as he watched her, a faint smirk playing on his lips.
"You look lost in thought," he murmured, his voice a low rumble that sent a shiver through her.
Hilary glanced up, a mischievous glint replacing the softness in her gaze. "Just wondering what we'll do all day since the rain isn't stopping."
He pushed off the wall, each step deliberate as he approached her. "I have a few ideas."
She bit her lip as he reached her, his fingers brushing a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "Care to share them?"
Kai didn't answer with words. Instead, he set her mug aside, his hand slipping beneath the hem of his shirt on her. His fingers splayed against her thigh, warm and firm, as he drew slow, languid circles on her skin.
Her breath hitched, and she tilted her head up, inviting him closer. He obliged, capturing her lips in a kiss that was both gentle and demanding. His free hand cupped her face, his thumb stroking her cheek as his mouth moved against hers, coaxing, exploring.
She melted into him, her hands finding his damp well build chest, the solid muscle beneath her fingertips both familiar and thrilling. The towel around his waist slipped, and Kai made no move to fix it. Instead, he lifted her with ease, positioning her in his lap as he sat on the edge of the bed.
Her legs wrapped around his waist, the fabric of his shirt riding up as his hands roamed over her bare skin. His kisses grew hungrier, his teeth grazing her lower lip, drawing a soft moan from her.
"You make the rain feel like nothing," she whispered, her fingers threading through his wild wet hair.
He pulled back just enough to look at her, his violet eyes dark and stormy. "Good. Because I only want you thinking about me."
Kai's hands slipped under the shirt, pushing it up and over her head in one smooth motion. The cool air kissed her milky skin, a sharp contrast to the heat of his touch. His lips trailed down her neck, leaving a path of warmth and need.
Hilary arched into him, her body attuned to his every move. His touch was rough, his fingers pressing into her hips as he guided her against him, but there was a tenderness beneath it, a careful edge that only Kai could balance.
Their bodies moved together, the room filling with the sounds of rain and the soft gasps and murmurs of shared pleasure. "Kai..." His name fell from her lips in whispered prayers, each syllable drawing a deeper response from him.
He laid her back against the bed, his body hovering over hers, every inch of him a promise of both pleasure and protection. His lips found every sensitive spot, his hands exploring and claiming, yet never harsh, never too much.
"You're so beautiful." He mumbled against her skin before kissing her hungrily again, earning a muffled moan from Hilary.
When their bodies finally intertwined, it was slow at first, a rhythm that mirrored the rain against the windows. But as the storm outside grew, so did the storm within. Kai's pace quickened, his movements rougher, his grip on her thighs firm as he drew them both to the edge.
Hilary's nails dug into his back, her cries muffled against his shoulder as he drove them both over the precipice. Even in the intensity, he was mindful, his lips brushing against her temple, his hands softening their hold as the waves of pleasure flew out.
They lay tangled in the sheets, their breaths mingling, the room warm and thick with the aftermath. The rain continued its serenade, the world outside a distant echo to their own quiet storm.
Kai stroked her hair, his fingers gentle as they combed through the damp strands. "I think I could get used to rainy days."
Hilary chuckled, the sound vibrating against his chest. "If they're all like this, so could I."
He rolled onto his side, pulling her against him, their bodies fitting together perfectly. His lips found hers once more, slower this time, a soft brush that spoke of love and contentment.
The rest of the day unfolded in a haze of warmth and closeness. They ordered room service, sharing bites between lazy kisses, their bodies finding each other under the sheets time and again. The storm outside never let up, but it only added to the coziness, the sense of being hidden away from the rest of the world.
When evening fell, the rain had slowed to a drizzle, and the sky outside was a mix of purple and gray. They sat by the window, with Hilary on Kai's lap, leaning her back against his chest for comfort. Both of them wrapped in a thick blanket, watching the raindrops slide down the glass.
Kai's arms were around her, his thumb rubbing gentle circles on her belly. "Do you think we'll ever get tired of this?" He whispered before planting a soft kiss on the back of Hilary's shoulder.
Hilary turned to him, her smile soft. "Not a chance."
And as the rain sang them into the night, they knew that as long as they had each other, every storm would feel like a blessing.