Though he had laid down on the bed to sleep next to Vivian, he was yet to close his eyes as he stared at the sleeping face in front of him. Her eyes moved behind her closed eyelids as if she was dreaming about something which was hard to be pulled back into reality, it made him wonder what she would be dreaming right now.
The wind that came along with picking up residues of rain with it made the weather in the lands of Bonelake only that much colder. Vivian had completely wrapped herself with the cover, protecting herself from the dropping temperature of the night, yet she slept through it while Leonard still wore the clothes he had come home with. He could hear her breath, the inhale and exhale of air which was soft on the pillow.
Her cheeks were pale, unable to resist the urge of touching her, he ran his fingers across her face, waking her up from her sleep.
Her sleep filled eyes fluttered half open to see Leonard lying next to her.
“Leo?” she whispered his name in the night. Sleep began evaporating from her body as the realization hit her that the man was in her room, in her bed right now.
Her heart rate picked up which he could hear even in the rain and the thunder, he ran his fingers through her hair gently to soothe the beating heart. They stared at each other, one that was lazy and the other which had widened as Leonard’s hand shifted from her hair to her arm, moving it back and forth like a feather.
“I thought you wouldn’t be coming,” she said filling up the comfortable silence between them.
He took a deep breath before exhaling out, “Did you,” he murmured, putting his hand around her waist he pulled her closer to him, “What happened?” she heard him ask her. She blushed keeping her eyes on his shirt buttons.
What happened? Vivian could feel her heart beating faster than before, closing her eyes she tried to calm it down but how could she when he had pulled her so close to him that she was merely an inch or two away from him. Not to forget they had never slept on the same bed before. Sure they had fallen asleep next to each other when they were little children but they weren’t children anymore. Vivian had grown into a beautiful girl while Leonard had grown into a handsome man.
“Nothing,” she shook her head, a gasp escaping from her lips when his arm curled around her bringing her further close. He smelled nice, thought Vivian to herself, sweet like home making her feel warm from the inside.
Feeling him kiss the top of her head, she looked up to see him to only feel a kiss on her cheek which was peppered towards her neck. A blissful sigh passed through her lips when his lips touched her neck. His teeth grazed on her delicate pale skin, biting it playfully and then sucking on it hard enough that would leave a bruise for a few days.
“Leo, wait!” she spoke hurriedly, pushing his chest when she realized the front of her dress buttons had come undone which was his handiwork. Her face looked utterly flushed. Just as her hands reached the front of her dress, Leonard caught hold of her hand to stop her from doing what she was about to do. A little out of breath, she met his eyes that looked into hers with a frown that adorned his face right now, “Leo…”
With her hands that were tightly grasped in his, she didn’t dare to move. She had read somewhere that when a prey was caught by the predator, staying still was wise by not instigating the latter.
“What?” he asked, rubbing his thumb against her wrist soothingly.
“I need to button my dress,” she replied with her heart shuddering in her chest.
He dropped her hand along with his below her chest but didn’t let it go, “I think it’s fine as it is.”
“P-please,” she pleaded in that sweet voice of hers, intoxicating the night further. Her eyes sought his anxiously, shyness evident in them.
Suddenly she felt herself roll quickly on her back on the bed with Leonard on top of her.
“Are you afraid, Bambi?” he asked leaning forward, letting go one of her hand so that he could place his hand on the side of her face, “See,” he took her other hand to place it on his chest where she felt his heart beat as fast as hers did, “Don’t be afraid,” he whispered, “I won’t do anything you don’t like,” he leaned even more closely as if he was about to kiss her and instinctively she raised her head to meet his lips but the lips never touched hers.
He hovered above her lips, time to time getting close to only pull back while looking at her reactions which were a pure delight to him.
In time Vivian realized what he was doing. It was as if she was a cat while he was the man dangling the mouse which she couldn’t have. He was teasing her as the anticipation of wanting to be kissed built up.
Finally, after he was satisfied playing with her, he finally bent down to press his lips on hers. The pressure was carefully before he began moving his lips against hers, opening her like a present which was meant only for him. He slipped his tongue past her mouth which she shyly opened.
Her head tilted up, opening up herself while she closed her eyes that it stole his heart. This was what made her so different from the women he knew. His Bambi was naturally innocent and not someone who played coy, though she wouldn’t outright say what she wanted now, he could read her well.
Her eagerness in the kisses, the look in her eyes said it all to him and he kissed her until she was left breathless under him.
