(Karsten)
Her tiny snores filled the air around as she slept like a tiny kitten curled up on my arm. One of her hands rested underneath her cheek while the other was on my arm. Her long lashes cast shadows under her eyes.
If only I could just throw away her wig and let her real hair spread all around her shoulders.
No matter how much I tried to keep my head straight and not stare at her, my eyes betrayed every second.
Unhealthy—I was developing an unhealthy obsession with watching her and being soothed by her presence.
Why did I even invite her to sleep on my arm? Wasn’t she peacefully lying on the pillow?
Nah! She was secretly watching when I was on the couch and invited to sleep on the bed beside her.
But, she only did it so I could have the blanket too.
My mind had a thousand contrasting argunts going on.
Never thought having a fake girlfriend would be this difficult.
Where did the fake act end and feelings begin?
Seriously! I had not the slightest clue.
My cock was still hard and itching even though I had spent so much ti unloading it in the shower.
Soon, Arata, I will have you, I promised her.
Pensively breathing out, I snatched my gaze away from her innocent face and closed my eyes. But she chose exactly that ti for her hand to snake closer and land on my chest. She scooted towards . Her softness lded with my rigid body. Arata’s touch was like a liquid current that hit right into my crouch, and I went even harder.
’Fuck! Arata, you will be the death of ,’ I grumbled and tried to remove her arm from my naked chest, only for her to snuggle even closer.
Perfect! But I had only myself to bla for this.
Next, her leg landed right on my balls, almost crushing them under her knee. I bunched up my lips so tight so as not to cry over from the imasurable pain shooting through .
Stars danced in front of my eyes from the sudden impact and curses flew out of my mouth before I clamped it shut again.
Fuck! Fuck!
Slowly, I slid her knee away from my aching balls so they wouldn’t be bruised beyond repair, but she slid it right back up while her arm tightly coiled around my torso. Her face buried into my chest.
With my teeth digging into my lower lip, I watched her sleep so comfortably as if she was hugging her favourite teddy bear.
"Don’t....let...sleep," she mumbled in her sleep and held tightly. A few creases ford on her perfect forehead.
Slowly, I rubbed the ridges on her forehead, and they lted away under my touch. Peace returned to her face, whatever she had experienced, I hoped it was gone.
A yawn left , and calmness washed over ; my eyes closed slowly and soon, I drifted off as well with her in my arms.
A dull shriek woke up and I found sothing struggling in my hold like a fish out of water.
What the hell was going on?
My mind took a few seconds to return to reality, and I saw Arata with a horrified expression, trying to escape my stronghold. I was holding her too tightly in both my arms.
"Let go, why are you hugging to sleep? Didn’t you say you won’t touch ?" She grunted in annoyance and embarrassnt.
What ti even was it?
This woman ca to herself, almost crushed my balls and was now blaming . I slowly removed my arms from around her, letting her escape and scramble away. The loss of touch left slightly empty.
"Didn’t take you for a liar," she accused again and I had to rake my hand through my hair to calm myself down before I snapped at her.
"You ca to , landed your whole body on . I tried to push you away, but like an octopus, you stuck to with all your tentacles. So don’t bla for the sleeping situation, Miss Arata," I calmly pointed out to her as she watched with narrowed eyes like that chicken in Despicable 2.
"You almost crushed under those heavy arms of yours," she accused not finding any fault with her actions. "Besides, I was asleep, and you were awake."
"Yeah! Like I said before. I don’t touch won without their consent, I am not an asshole." Throwing away the blanket, I climbed out of bed before she caused more chaos. Heading to the bathroom I threw cold water on my face to fully wake myself up.
I was astonished to find that I hadn’t stirred the whole night. It was morning and I had slept through the night with her tucked in my arms. Being a very light sleeper, I didn’t get much blissful sleep, but this was the second ti with her that I had been so calm at night.
Clutching the washbasin I stared at my reflection for a while and reminded myself this was not going in the desired direction. I had to keep her at a distance, we were getting too close.
After my morning rituals, I grabbed the desired attire and put it on before exiting the washroom. She was holding on to so of her clothes when I exited the bathroom. Seeing , she tried to speak, but I cut her to it.
"You can use it. Get ready. We are leaving after breakfast," I told her coldly, and without glancing at her again, I walked out of the room, giving her privacy.
I knew I had spoken to her rudely and she must be cursing inside her head. She already found too cold and aloof but it was better this way.
Taking long strides, I headed to my grandma’s room; I needed to spend so alone ti with her. She was the only woman who understood to so extent and didn’t question every decision I made or judge the way I was.
Knocking on the door, I took permission and entered her room.
"Mi niño (my boy), you are here." Her face brightened seeing as she comfortably sat on her rocking chair and sipped on her morning tea.
I proceeded and settled down on the rug near her where her legs rested and placed my head on them.
Her affectionate hand rested on my head and she gently rubbed.
"Did you fight with Arata?"
How did she always know? But I guess that was the charm of grandmothers.
"Not really, only slightly because she was at fault," I mumbled, enjoying her affection.
She heartily giggled.
"She is a good one, Moonbeam. Don’t break her heart. The matters of the heart can take drastic turns, even when you are careful," her words struck a chord in my heart.
Did she know that we were most likely faking it?
"I won’t, grandma..."
How could I break her heart, we weren’t in love. Just two grown-ups benefitting from each other. Well, it was mostly but she was a willing participant.
"I know you will always make the right choices. Don’t lose her."
Even Grandma could see the goodness Arata held. She had a light which drew people towards her and I only hoped that I wouldn’t extinguish it with my darkness.
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