I Am Tired Of Being A Hero-Chapter 195: The morning after

The morning light streamed in through the window and as Arlen rolled his hips, his morning wood brushed against delicious warm skin.

Ravi lay beside him, his slender body, all taut muscles, and skin glowed in the morning light. His body was littered with various red and dark pink marks, bites and Arlen lowered his head, the tip of his ears had turned a fetching red.

Was he some kind of dog? He traced his finger to the litany of red tooth marks on Ravi’s neck, there was an overwhelming feeling of rightness coursing through him. He grinned, it was like a rush of serotonin since it made him smile like an idiot.

Ravi’s sleepy mumble sounded in his ears. "Hm?" It was the kind of noise only a lover would hear. Intimate. Soft. Sweet.

Oh heavens!

He could still, and very vividly so, picture just how beautiful Ravi had looked last night writhing beneath him. His low groans and the way he had screamed, echoed in his mind and Arlen shivered a little.

He lay back down to hug Ravi, breathing in his scent, like a child who had just tasted the sweetness of the chocolate and was now reluctant to let go of the candy jar, greedy for more. After hugging him and planting a kiss on his shoulder, he reached for his phone to check the time.

7:30 a.m

He had woken up by this time for a while. Good thing it was a Saturday. frёeωebɳovel.com

His lips curved up as he watched the sleeping Ravi. The longer he watched, the more he felt this dream-like sense of sur reality fade away and the bliss remained in his heart.

"There is no way I could sleep with you watching me like that," Ravi mumbled as he rolled, looking up at Arlen with sleepy eyes.

"Good morning, love," Arlen said, but his eyes did not move away from Ravi, not even for a moment.

This sleepy Ravi was really so cute. His eyes moved a little down and he swallowed.

"Arlen. Eyes up here." Ravi said, his voice throaty with an indistinct hint of laughter. Yesterday completely exceeded all his expectations and his entire body hummed with a nice kind of pain and he could not wait to do it all over again.

He needed to get home. He did not even get the snacks for Asher and Malik and Asher had a very important exam on Monday. Clothes, Books, there were a lot of things that they needed to buy today.

"Thinking already." Arlen mused as he stretched his hand to Ravi, his fingers brushing from his temples to the back of his head, combing his head with the utmost tenderness.

Ravi smiled at him, he could see his own reflection in Arlen’s eyes- this feeling of being placed in the very center of someone’s world brought an overwhelming, indescribable bliss to him. He leaned up to place a kiss on his lips.

Arlen sank into the kiss, the bliss of satiation gleaming in his eyes. The kiss was soft, and tender, a caress of the lips. When they pulled away, Arlen smiled and his fingertips moved up Ravi’s arm, "You know..."

"Nope."

Arlen chuckled and raised both arms with an innocent expression.

Not that Ravi would ever think that Arlen was innocent again, not after last night.

"I just wanted to ask you if you are allergic to Arnica or Comfrey. They are the major ingredients in my balm." Arlen rolled out of bed as he opened the drawer next to the bed and pulled out a most exquisite bottle.

"No need for the cream. I can heal myself."

Arlen looked at him with guilty eyes, "I was rough yesterday, sorry."

Ravi shook his head, "No, yesterday was perfect, Arlen."

He could heal himself but he did not want to, the soreness was something he wanted to hold on to, to savor, to feel again and again and anger until his body was branded in it. The pain, was a perfect, constant reminder that all of this was real.

Ravi lay his head on the pillowcase, unable to stop himself from smiling no matter how much he bit his lips to contain it, his cheeks warning. He could see it as Arlen turned his back to head into the living room, thin, red lines that he had left when he had clutched him so hard as sparks exploded in his mind.

That had been...an experience he would never forget.

"The food!" Arlen shouted from the living room and Ravi got up, transforming one of the threads of the bed sheets into a pajama bottoms as he headed into the living room.

"Check the fridge. I put it there last night."

Arlen headed into the kitchen and opened the fridge, "Thank heavens. I was thinking about throwing them out." He then paused and looked at Ravi, "You got up, last night." Yesterday, after having sex on the bed, Arlen had carried Ravi to the bathroom soon after to clean him up and well, they had continued there. When he had returned to the bedroom, he had been so exhausted that he could not get up, he could only reach for the military-grade nutrient solution in his safe and feed it to Ravi before drinking the remaining.

Ravi blinked innocently, ’Did you not want me to put it in the fridge?" He was confused as he looked around. He had gotten up to put the food in the fridge as well as clean up the living room a bit, the evidence of their lovemaking was all over the place.

Arlen looked at him and there was a little grievance in his eyes, "That means I did not work hard enough. I need to study more."

"What are you on about?"

Arlen looked at him, "Maybe I should reconsider if I had adequately satisfied you. I know I should have taken out those handcuffs."

Ravi coughed, spluttering as his ears burned. It felt as if his face was on fire, the flush rolled through him fast enough to make him dizzy.

"Arlen!"