It was still such an odd question to even ask, but his hot breath on my skin was driving me nuts. I squirmed a little, but it felt like he wasn’t actually going to touch me until I actually answered his question again. Does that mean he wants permission? It didn’t even occur to me that he actually hasn’t said that he likes me, he just asks weird questions like if I actually wanted to explore, as he puts it, a relationship. But there was only one answer.

“Yes… I want you.”

I felt a sigh leave him as he sighed into my neck, and he moved his head so I could once again see his face. As I looked into his eyes, I noticed that they looked rather emotionless, and darker than usual. I actually couldn't see myself in his eyes like one could normally do.

“If that is what you desire….” He said again rather robotically, and moved off me.

I instantly felt alone and cold, I still wanted him to touch me. So why didn’t he? As I stood up, I grabbed his arm and lightly pulled him towards me. There was no resistance, and I looked right at him, into his still emotionless eyes.

“Kiss me.” I told him.

Answering my demand, he took my face in his hands. I could see a little smirk form at the side of his mouth from his once emotionless face. Then, as he finally leaned forward, something warm touched my lips. This wasn’t exactly how I imagined this going, but I shouldn’t really set a high bar. But this was what I wanted. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and leant more into the kiss. His own hands moved down from my face, to my shoulders, down my arms, and rested on the small of my back. I was kissing Nocte, and he was kissing me back. When the kiss deepened, I had to gasp for air. I couldn’t stop my hands as they started to move from his neck, down towards his shoulders and to his biceps. I couldn’t help making a noise as I felt what was under the clothes, I mean I already saw them, but I haven’t exactly ‘touched’ them. Feeling them made me go feverish, and the back of my legs hit the bed and we fell into the soft bed, with him on top of me. I squeaked as a hand moved down my body to my thigh, and up my leg. God. I wanted him so much. Please God, do not let this be a dream! With my fumbling hands, I wanted to remove that shirt. It had to go. Like, right now. His kisses moved to my neck, so I could breathe again, and I felt nibbling. 

“Ahhh….” I couldn’t help exhaling.

After nibbling basically everywhere on my neck and collar bone, he moved, and he sat more or less on me, looking down at me. I could easily see that I did a bad job with removing the shirt. With a grin, he undid his own buttons and let the shirt fall off. I bit my lip, and something inside me started to stir. I wanted him so badly, I wanted him….

Inside me.

Wait, what? No. One thing at a time!

I was going to say as a joke that him doing this means he likes me back, but I held it in. But even if I wanted to say it, he had lowered himself down again and took my breath away. My hands were also free to explore, each and every crevice of his muscles. I didn’t even realise I was a muscle girl, but apparently I was now. My back arched when I felt something in between my legs, wait was that always there before? 

I’m not sure how long we shared each other's breaths, but I swore on several occasions he stiffened up, but I made a noise and he relaxed. Was that normal? I wasn’t exactly sure. 

I knew he was giving me love bites, but he was avoiding my boobs, and his hand never went anywhere near my intimate areas. Even though I wouldn’t have minded if he did, it seemed like he had some restraint? Well, more than me at least. But my horny attitude of wanting him inside me made my hand wander a little too far down and he grabbed my hand and pinned it above my head.

Nocte broke off our kiss and stared down at me, with his hair falling forwards.

“As much as you want this to move forward. Perhaps it's best not to do everything at once?”

Wait, so does that mean this is not a one time thing if he said that? But I kinda felt playful.

“Aww. You sure?”

He raised an eyebrow at me.

“I’m sure.” But he suddenly smirked as he sat up and rolled off me. “Besides, wouldn't you prefer to be more awake for that?”

I blinked at him. Did he… Did he just say that?

“But….” He moved and grabbed the bed sheet and put it over me. “I think it’s time for you to rest.”

But I saw he didn’t cover himself up. 

“Stay with me tonight….” I ended up blurting out.

Nocte looked at me, but smiled. “If you want.” He pulled the rest of the sheet over him and laid down facing upwards.

I moved over so I could snuggle into his chest a little, and he moved his arm so that I could get in more. We laid like that for a little while before I spoke.

“Nocte?”

“Mm?”

“What just happened.. What does this mean going forward?”

“Exactly what you wanted.”

I moved my head to look at him. “Isn’t that an odd thing to say though?”

“It’s what I’m used to.”

“Really?”

I studied his face, and wondered to myself if he was somehow not used to the romance scene, just the… Physical scene? No, that can’t be right, because I felt him going stiff in a completely different manner to what I expected on several occasions, until I said or did something. This man really was an enigma, and I was completely enamoured with him. 

“Yes. But you should sleep.”

“But I’m not sleepy….” I ended up still yawning.

“We always have tomorrow….”

“Mmm….” I lowered my head back down, the smell of strawberries really soothed me as I closed my eyes.

I really hoped this was not a dream.

The sound of gentle waves awakens me from a rather blissful slumber. As I lay there, on my side, memories of what happened last night flooded back. Nocte touching me, kissing me…. Me touching him… Just remembering what his ridiculously smooth skin felt like under my fingertips made me flush a little. It then occurred to me that I fell asleep on his chest, but I woke up on my other side. I rolled over, expecting to find Nocte, but I saw no one, the side where he should be was empty. Was it all just a dream then? As I sat up, I hugged my knees, and thought that perhaps it was then. Just yesterday, we arrived in Greece, got taken to our temporary home, and he took me to show me that dolphin. I may have eaten sand, but we don’t talk about that and then, instead of actually going to a restaurant for food, he takes me on a boat….. A lot happened yesterday, so of course I thought that the last part was a dream. For some reason, it made me feel rather depressed.

As I buried my head in my knees, I didn’t hear the door to the outside area open up and, as I looked up, I saw that Nocte had just strolled in.

“Sleep well?” He asks me as he stands there.

“I think so.”

“You think so?” He tilted his head.

“Yeah… Hang on…” I looked towards the door that he just came from. If I remember correctly, the only way out there was through this room. Unless there was a hidden passage, but I kinda doubt it on a yacht. “Why are you coming from out there?”

“I needed air.”

“But… Did you legit walk through my bedroom to just go out there? Don’t you have your own balcony in your room?”

Nocte looked at me confused as he scratched the back of his neck. “It’s rather easy if you spend the night in this room.”

“Huh?”

“A fleeting short lived fling? Short term memory loss? Or….” With a rather mischievous grin, he walked over to me and leaned on the bed a little, leaning towards me. “Perhaps you thought that it was all a dream?”

“Huh?”

I was both confused and frozen. But I saw him smirking again and, as he leaned in more, I felt warm lips touch mine, and I stiffened. Wait. Wait…

WAIT!!!

Does that mean that last night was NOT a dream? Unless I’m actually still dreaming. Being able to move my hand, I pinched myself.

“Ow….” I mumbled against him, and he pulled back and raised an eyebrow.

“Did you just pinch yourself?”

“Well… Kinda? I was checking this wasn’t a dream.”

“Nope. This is reality.”

“.... Oh….”

I didn’t want to sound too happy, as I noted that the man, who was leaning on the bed in front of me, was like a legit God. Everything about him was fine… Really, really… Fine, and even though the kiss was rather short lived, I also noted that he really was a good kisser. In truth, it made me hungry for more. So the beast that keeps plaguing me started to bubble over again.

“Well, in that case….” I cooed at him, as I swung my arms around his neck, and I planted my own kiss on him. I had to admit that he kinda tastes like strawberries. What a bonus. I wasn’t exactly sure what our relationship was now, but I really hit the jackpot! Before it got to the juicy bit, he pulled away.

“As much as I love helping you….” He held me by the shoulders and, with one hand, he moved my nightdress strap up my shoulder again. “I do have other work duties.”

“Really?” I couldn’t help pining.

“The dolphin? In truth, I went out there to see if I could see him.”

“Oh, right. The main reason we are out here….” I let my hands fall from him, and he smiled kindly at me as one of his hands caressed my cheek.

“You’ll have me eventually….”

I blink at him. The sweetness in the tone of his voice made my heart flutter! As he moved off the bed, he patted himself down.

“Breakfast will be delivered in roughly half an hour, perhaps? And you can do whatever you want… Within reason, of course.”

“Don’t need my services?”

Nocte laughed a little as he bent down and I saw that he picked up the dress that I discarded last night. “Not this time….” After he placed the dress on the bed, he walked out of my room.

When I knew he was gone, I grabbed my pillow, fell forwards and buried my face in it. I wondered to myself if everything was going too fast? I noticed that Nocte hasn’t exactly said anything, he just seemed to go with it? But his actions dictate that something is there, right? It’s not like I’ve dated anyone before, but I’ve never dated someone like him before. Especially considering the fact that getting ‘steamy’ with him made me want him more…. In a more intimate way. I’ve never had that before, especially considering the fact that I never had anyone IN that way before. So why him? And what did it mean? I mean… Did he even like me? As I let go of the pillow, I rolled onto my back and started to trace my lips… He kissed me here… My hand then moved to my jawline… And here. My hand then continued to move down my neck, towards my collar bone and, of course, all around the chest area. I could feel my legs buckling and, before I knew it, I realised that just reminding myself about last night made me get all hot and bothered. I then sat bolt upright and thought to myself… ‘That really won’t do.’ 

As I hopped off the bed, I headed straight towards the bathroom. As I opened the door and went inside, I noticed that the bathroom was just as lavish as I remembered it. I could take it in much better now than when I was sober. I saw that the colour scheme was gold and white, which was rather fitting, and it kind of reminded me of royalty. As I made a beeline for the shower, I debated if I should have a cold shower to control how hot my body was becoming. But cold showers? Aww, hell no. So I turned it on at the right temperature, and slipped out of my night dress. As I stepped inside and closed the shower door behind me, the water started to hit me. However, as I stood there, letting the water run down my body, it quickly reminded me of ‘him’ touching me, kissing me…. It wasn’t long before my hand started to go south and, as I closed my eyes, I imagined being somewhere else entirely.

My hands reached out and instantly found their way to some unruly hair and I gave it a gentle tug as the owner of this hair was leaving lovely little marks on my body. Long warm fingers featherly trailed up and down my body, and each movement made me shiver. A short, quick thrust of his pelvis against my core caused me to moan. The gentle kisses eventually moved south, over my breastbone, to my breasts, then to my stomach and, as a kiss was placed just below my navel, I twitched. As I bite my lip, I look down, and see a pair of green eyes staring into my soul.

“If you go down further, I won’t be able to take it…”

One massive smirk appeared on his face.

“Isn’t that the point?”

Fingers laced themselves around my underwear, and I could feel them being removed. As I laid back down again, something warm touched my core!!!!

—

My eyes flung open, as my knees started to buckle, and I leaned on the wall for support. As I tried to get my breathing back in order, I realised that I let my imagination run wild with something that even I didn’t think that I could think of. Maybe the whole thing about ‘eating out’ yesterday made me imagine that….. 

“Heeeeeh….”

But I most definitely just masturbated over him…. Again. But, this time, I’m sure that it was on purpose. As I leaned forward, I watched the water run down off the back of my head. It wasn’t going to be a problem, right? That I seem to ‘want’ him all the time, or is it just a ‘honeymoon stage’ for a new relationship? But there really was no denying it. I wanted him more. He was like a drug, and I was addicted. I wanted him to be the first, no one else. No one else can perform that role. But how long does one need to wait to go… Further? I did ask him once to sleep with me before, but I like to regard that as not me. As I sighed to myself, I turned off the shower and stepped out, and wrapped a towel around my body. 

As I walked back into the bedroom, I saw, what I could guess was, breakfast on a little food trolley. As I walked over to the food trolley and lifted up the lid, I saw a nice helping of eggs benedict. 

“Awww man! Yes!”

Putting the lid back down, I dried myself off, slipped on some light clothing, and went back to digging into breakfast. As I ate, I ended up thinking back to last night, and I remembered his weird attitude before we got into the good part. The emotionless face, the shadow sweeping over it, and the various moments of stiffness in his movement… It made me wonder what that was all about.

As I finished breakfast, I sat on the bed, crossed legged, and went through my bag. As I took out my phone, I thought to myself that maybe I should update Ruby. But would I even get reception here? As I checked what the reception would be like on the yacht, I saw that I seemed to have two bars. That should be enough, right? I kind of called her a lot, so she was naturally on my recent calls. As I called her number, I noticed that she picked up on the third ring.

“Hiya darling!” 

Ruby’s chipper voice was like serotonin.

“You’ll never guess where I am!”