Ignite

“It seems to me, that love could be labeled poison and we’d drink it anyway.” - Atticus

Mew's POV

After that magical moment, right now, I am looking at the face of the most precious man in my life.

I don't think I can sleep knowing that he's here beside me. His bare skin touching mine and his face found its way on the depth of my neck, which was actually his favorite part of me.

I heard him groan and grabbed the blanket. He placed it over his shoulder and his body yearns for my warmth. It caught me off guard because we both had our bare skin exposed which made me feel something poking me down there.

I had to control myself because he's sleeping peacefully and I told him to rest after what we did. It probably made him lost all his energy.