I woke up earlier than him the next day. I watched his beautiful sleeping face, looking so peacfulful.
I didn’t want to wake him even though it was near noon, I wanted him to sleep longer. He needed it. I took a shower instead and winced when the water hit my body.
I was right. He had bitten me so hard that there were lots of teeth marks on my butt cheeks. I checked on the mirror and saw so many bruises on my body from his “abused”.
I didn’t mind it though, as long as I had helped him with his demons. Of course, I was far from a masochist, but I was sure he didn’t mean to hurt me. I donned one of his shirts before going back to bed to wake him up. It was past noon, and he needed to eat.
“Damian, wake up. It’s past noon. You need to eat,” I whispered in his ear.
He stirred and held me tight, nuzzling his face between my breasts. “Just a few more minutes.”
