Third person's pov
Elijah sat down on one of the couches around the fire pit with Meera on her lap. Cuddling her to his chest, he kissed her cheek lovingly. He wasn't aware of what he did until he felt her tense. Ignoring it, he proceeded to drape a warm comforter around them. The chilled wind was blowing around them. Elijah nuzzled her neck tightening his hold around her waist.
Meera couldn't quite understand what was happening. Was Elijah cuddling her, with the soft warmth of fire and comforter? It was such a beautiful setup, under the star-filled sky, before the fire with a soft cold breeze. Her accomplice on the other hand was, well, obviously beautiful, but not so good to be with. She would have burst with happiness if the circumstances she was in were not so unfavorable. Sighing, she leaned away from him. He raised his head and looked at her. She gave him a look. He just looked at her. Doing nothing. Sighing again, she said,
"It's like this is my line tonight, so here I go, what are you doing?"
smiling he brushed his nose to hers, saying,
"Well if you don't know what we are doing right now is called cuddling, doe"
Feeling irritated, Meera scowled at him. Pulling her face from his she spoke with irritation as clear as day in her voice,
"Of course, I know what cuddling is. I meant why are you doing this?"
Laughing, he cuddled her closer to his chest tucking her head underneath his chin despite her struggling hands. He fancies her totally irritated, worked up. And right now it was all perfect. Her, him, and the ocean where they first saw each other. Kissing the top of her head, he told her,
"Because I can"
it irritated her more and he knew it. He pressed his lips in a thin line to keep himself from bursting out laughing. Irritation was marring her face and she was getting frustrated with his answers. And she couldn't keep it to herself hence she burst out,
"That's not fair! Give me reasons, I want a reason"
"Why so demanding my doe"
like he expected her childishness appeared and he loved it. Refueling her purposely. She glared at him in warning, gritting out,
"Just tell me, don't test my patience"
"Cause I am Elijah Ian Mancini"
he told her in a duh tone which did it to her. Pushing him she yelled,
"You--"
but before she could utter another word he kissed her silent. Taken by surprise, she fell backward and almost dropped to the ground if not for Elijah holding her. Without breaking the kiss, he laid her down on the couch and hovered over her. His knees were on either side of her waist, one elbow beside her head and the other hand cradling her face, gently rubbing hairs away from her face. The comforter fell to their feet, but the warmth of each other and the fire kept them warm. Licking her upper lip, he bit the lower one. She hissed and slightly opened her mouth, which led to him thrusting his tongue inside her mouth. He was being gentle but kissing her passionately. She still can feel a possessive edge but was surprised because this kiss was different from the other ones. It still was forceful but didn't feel like one. Is she going insane for thinking and feeling so weirdly? She moaned involuntarily when his tongue collided with hers. Her neck and cheeks burned with shame. How can she like it? She has completely lost it.
He continued moving his lips against hers, tasting her sweetness. He was addicted to her. He just can't get enough of her. He sucked her lower lip dragging it out. With a tug, he pulled back. They both were panting. Ducking his head down, he started peppering feather-like kisses from her ear to collarbone. She felt tingly, both on her skin and stomach. She was struggling to understand the changes she was feeling in herself. Opening her eyes, the vast twinkling night sky came into view. It was so breathtaking. She sucked in a sharp breath when he bit on her neck which had fading marks of hickeys and Elijah desperately wanted to mark it. He liked it marked always and wanted hickeys there given by him all the time. And today being their first date, it was a must of him to give her hickeys, several of them. Fill her milky neck with them. God, it was so tempting to him, he went insane. She was a moaning mess with his sucking, licking, nipping, biting, and kissing her neck. He was madly doing it. And it was too much for her. She couldn't help the sounds escaping her mouth.
Elijah raised his head and saw her. Her chest rising, breaths fast, heart racing, her hands clutching his shoulder and hair in a fist, her swollen lips through which soft pants were released along with her moans which were driving him insane, her black hair sprawled on the white couch. This view was gold to his eyes. Far more beautiful than the surrounding. The ocean, stars, nothing can compare to it. He always wanted to see her underneath him writhing with pleasure. This view of hers is forever engraved in his memory. This is his most favorite part of the date.
Diving right back in, he kissed the other side of her neck. He sucked just underneath her ear, and she jerked and moaned. With widened eyes Meera met his dark eyes, his pupil was blown with desires. Without a second thought, he kissed her crazily, wildly. She looked so tempting, like a seductress to seduce him. He kissed and kissed her. Without a restraint. Until he felt his lungs screaming for air. But the hunger was not extinguished. It was still burning. He kissed her forehead, lingering for a second longer. Going down, he kissed along the side of her head, cheek, corner of her lips, chin, jaw, and then the same on the other side. He continued kissing her both eyes, nose, and again her swollen lips. Pecked, pecked, and pecked again.
Further down, Elijah kissed her now hickeys-filled neck. Kissing along her shoulder, he removed the strap of her dress making her shoulders bare. That's when Meera's heart dropped. She felt him kissing and nipping the skin of her shoulder. She knew if not stopped he will go further. Which she dreaded. No. She has to stop this. She in the first place should have done it before. Clutching his hair tighter, she lifted his head. She saw his gaze drop to her lips which were parted. Before she knew it he was kissing her lips. Turning her head away, she said to him who was kissing her cheek, the side of her lips relentlessly,
"Elijah stop! It's enough"
He didn't stop and again kissed her lips. He was out of control. Between his kisses, she barely got the words out,
"Stop it!! Elijah!"
but nothing stopped him. He wasn't satisfied with this anymore. He wanted more. The want of having her was unbearable and getting to keep it underneath was becoming difficult with her looking as tempting, beautiful as right now, underneath him. Pecking her lips, he stated,
"I won't force you. I am a man of words"
Kissing her nose, he laid down beside her on the large couch. Pulling her to him with her head on his chest and both on their back, he draped the comforter over them. Blinking her eyes, she kept her gaze on the sky above. She was surprised and shocked, to say the least. He listened to her and indirectly promised he won't force himself on her which was a relief. For the first time in his presence, she relaxed because unknowingly and strangely she trusted him. She knew he never backed on his words. Exhaling softly, she let them be.
Kissing the side of her head, he told her,
"The stars-filled sky looks so beautiful, doe, but not more than you"
despite herself, her cheeks burned. Her lips formed a shy smile at his compliment. Elijah keenly observed her, he loved the blush on her cheeks and more than that the fact that he made her blush. Feeling his strong, burning gaze on her made her squirm in embarrassment and she blushed more thus she softly yelled,
"Stars are not on my face, look up!"
Smiling in happiness after a long time, Elijah complied not before saying,
"You are the most beautiful star of my universe, doe"
Meera was dumbfounded. She can tell he was honest by his sincere tone. She was surprised by why he would say so. Sighing, for now, she avoided it and concentrated on decreasing the flaming of her cheeks and neck. He was tonight complimenting her again and again.
After all these days she felt slight happiness and contentment. Although after all, she has gone through, the serenity of the atmosphere calmed her insides. Elijah's presence right now didn't bite her skin. So, she enjoyed stargazing in his arms despite herself and everything. And slowly she fell into a dreamless, comfortable sleep for the first time in his arms.
Elijah was feeling happy and calm stargazing the beautiful night sky with his doe in his arms. This is the perfect date he ever had. And the best way to end it. She was calmly laid in his arms. Didn't fight him in this. Which was a first.
Smiling he looked down to see her fast asleep in his arms. Gently tucking hairs away from her face, he kissed her forehead. Running his fingers through her silky hair, he drank her beautiful face glowing under the twilight of the moon and stars-filled sky. The warmth he felt in his heart had nothing to do with the fire but with his little doe in his arms. Holding her tightly, he buried his head in her hair closing his eyes. This was the best night until now.