He took the fucking shot for me. And he once told me that he would rather let me die and then run off somewhere. Oh, how the tables have turned.

I sat on his lap, my legs on either side of his body as I fed him since he got shot in his right bicep and he can't move his hand much.

"Okay, enough. I'm full now." He caught my wrist as I was about to force another bite of the porridge in his mouth.

"No. You have to eat properly so that your body gets the energy to heal quickly."

"But I am full!"

"Not believing you. Are you saying that only because this doesn't taste good? Are you saying my cooking is bad?" I scowled at him.

"What? No! I am just full!"

"Okay, one last bite." I negotiated and held the spoon to his mouth.

He grumbled something to himself and eventually opened his mouth and ate it.

Grinning I patted his cheek. "Good boy."

He swallowed and frowned. "I am not a boy."

"Sure, whatever you say." I kissed the tip of his nose making him frown harder. "You are a cutie pie."

"I think we have already discussed that I am not a cutie pie."

I flicked his nose. "But you are my cutie pie."

A tint of pink coated his cheeks. "Yours?"

"Yes, mine." I stated firmly. "If you dare to look at any other woman or even think of anyone else besides me then you will have to face my wrath and then later, like you said once, I will tie you to the bed and have my ways with you."

He gaped at me. "You will tie me to the bed?" To be honest I would like that the other way around but whatever...

I nodded.

"And have your ways with me?"

I nodded again.

He took the bowl of porridge from my hand and set it aside on the night stand. His hand cradled my face and his thumb brushed over my lips. "Then have me, Farren." His low and husky voice settled between my legs and I gulped.

My eyes roamed his shirtless torso in appreciation and my hands itched to touch him in all the ways possible but then my eyes fell on his bandaged arm and I came back to reality.

He was looking at me hopefully, caressing my face with his fingers. "Farren?"

I shook my head. "No, Elysian. You are hurt...I can't...we can't..."

His face fell. "It's okay... it's not hurting that much."

I shook my head firmly this time. "No. It's dangerous. You need to heal first then later we can--"

His lips fall on mine, cutting me off, kissing me desperately, asking me silently to forget about everything else.

I kissed him back for a few seconds and his tongue demanded for access to my mouth which I denied and I pulled back making him groan.

"No, Elysian..." I said, slightly out of breath. "You are hurt."

He blinked slowly and that look of hunger in his eyes was replaced by a vulnerable look. He was fucking giving me his puppy eyes and his lips formed a pout.

Oh God, he can't be serious right now. I burst out laughing and before he could change his expressions, I picked up my phone and clicked his picture and showed it to him. "See! You are pouting, that's so cute!"

Before he could snatch away my phone or something, I got off his lap making him scowl. "Come back here, Farren."

"Nope. You need to rest, Elysian. Don't take in the wrong way, I do want you but not like this."

"Fine." He rolled his eyes and looked away. "You better keep your words."

I blew him an air kiss. "Don't worry I will."

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One week of wanting each other miserably. One week of torture.

He didn't ask me again, he knew I wouldn't comply but that didn't mean he didn't kiss me at every available opportunity. In the kitchen, in the living room, in the bedroom and where not.

He kissed me like I was the oxygen he needed to survive and he was desperate for more and more.

Just like any other night, I helped him take a bath and afterwards, I dried his body with a towel and that's the most difficult part.

I started with his shoulders and moved down to his chest and down to his abs and then switched to his arm.

Moving upwards, I gently patted his cheeks with the towel and his burning gaze locked into mine and something hot sizzled between us.

The towel fell from my hand as his lips descended on mine with a passion and I flattened my palms against his chest.

He bruised my lips with his, kissing me hard and fast, slipping his tongue inside making it downright dirty.

With his lips still attached to mine, he bent down and wrapped his left arm around the back of my things and picked me up effortlessly and wrapped my legs around his waist and I locked my arms around his neck.

And he carried me out of the bathroom and to our bed, his lips left mine mine only to trail down my neck, placing warm, open mouthed kisses there making me gasp with pleasure.

He bit down and then soothed my skin with his tongue and sucked over it and this continued until my back hit the bed and he hovered over me.

Raw desire was etched over his face and his eyes drank in the sight of my neck littered with hickeys but beneath all that, he looked anxious.

I placed my palm over his cheek. "Elysian, are you sure?"

He placed his palm over mine and tilting his head, grazed my palm with his lips. "Yes, Farren. Are you?"

I nodded eagerly. "Yes, please."

And then he was slipping me out of my dress, his fingers trembling and his pupils dilated further when I laid before him naked, without any clothing because in my efforts to help him, I had removed each piece of clothing over my body.

He licked his lips. "Fuck. You are beautiful."

Instead of thanking him, I ran my fingers all over his chest and over his abs like I wanted to do for such a long time and he swallowed hard, his breathing shallow.

My fingers grazed the waistband of his boxers and he stiffened and grabbed my hands before they could slip inside. "Not yet."

My lips dipped down in a frown and he coming forward, he captured them once again, our tongues clashing together, his hands on either side of my head while my hands roamed his upper body.

And then very teasingly, my fingers grazed his arousal through his boxers and he lurched forward, his lips leaving mine.

He gave me a warning glare and but I only chuckled which soon turned into a moan when he bent down and kissed the top of my breasts and his fingers very hesitantly, sweeped across my nipples.

"Elysian." I moaned his name and as if testing the waters, his tongue darted out to lick my nipples making me arch towards him, begging him for more.

He took his own sweet time, licking and biting and sucking my breasts and by then I was writhing and panting underneath him dying for some friction.

He leaned back and kneeled on the bed, his eyes moving downwards until they settled between my legs and involuntarily my legs parted and his grip around my thighs tightened.

He took my hand and made me wrap my fingers around his wrist and he gazed at me instensely. "Guide me. Please."

He wanted to pleasure me but didn't know how to and I was more than pleased to show him how.

I guided his hand between my legs and the first stroke of his finger against my entrance made me arch my back.

His eyes watched in mesmerization as I guided his fingers closer and very slowly, one of his fingers teased its way inside me making me gasp.

And he stroked my insides making me fist the bedsheets and soon he added another finger and I moaned loudly.

"Is this okay?" He asked for my approval and I nodded.

"More..." I begged him and he increased his pace causing me clench around his fingers.

He thrusted them inside me and took them out in quick succession until I could feel an orgasm building.

But then he stopped and I groaned loudly.

He was hovering me in an instant, scrutinizing my face. "Are you okay?"

"No! Why did you stop?!"

He looked baffled. "Were you about to..."

"Yes!"

"Oh..." He looked embarrassed. "I'm sorry, I didn't know. I want to...um..."

I knew what he wanted so I kissed him in order to silence him and grabbed the waistband of his boxers and pulled them down to his knees and he leaned back to take them off completely and I gasped on seeing his long, hard length.

He grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me into a sitting position and then moved me over his lap and sat at the edge of the bed with me straddling him and his length nestled between my legs.

I placed my forehead on his and shifting upwards, I positioned myself before sliding down on him making him grunt and his eyes shut.

He had his arms wrapped around my body and his lips brushed mine. "I won't last--"

I pressed our lips together. "I know, it's okay...I'm close too." And it was the truth.

I started to ride him fast and he crushed our lips together, my nails scraped his back and he flipped us over and thrust into me hard and buried his face in the crook of my neck.

My mouth branded his skin, wherever I could making him groan and moan.

And a few thrusts later, he groaned loudly and biting my neck, spilled himself inside me and his climax triggered mine as I came hard too, moaning his name.

Panting, he lifted his head and gazed at me. "Did I hurt you?"

I shook my head. "No." And I kissed the corner of his mouth. "You didn't. I loved it."

His gaze fell down to where we were still joined together and I followed his eyes and he cursed seeing his arousal dripping from inside me. "Fuck. We...we didn't use a protection."

"It's okay." I pressed another kiss to his lips. "I'm on pills." And even if I wasn't, I wouldn't have mind getting pregnant by him because then, we would have been bounded together, forever.

Nodding, he slowly pulled out me making me wince slightly and his eyes shot up to me in concern and I answered before he could ask. "I am okay, Elysian. You did not hurt me, I promise."

"Okay. Wait here." And he left me and went inside the bathroom and came out with a wet towel with which he gently wiped between my legs and then he went inside emerged having cleaned himself too.

I watched him in pleasure filled haze as he climbed into the bed with me and tucked me in his arms, pulling the sheets over us.

He kissed my forehead lingeringly. "It was one of the most beautiful night of my life. Thank you."

I smiled against his neck and pressed a kiss there. "It was."

He was silent for a few seconds after which he asked, "Farren...I hope you don't regret it...you haven't said much since then..."

I glanced up at him. "Elysian. I can never ever regret it." And I intertwined our fingers together. "I freaking loved it. It's just I am still in that post orgasmic bliss."

"Is there a thing like that?"

Chuckling, I kissed his jaw. "Yes, there is."

"Oh, okay..."

I snuggled closer to him. "Don't think too much. Go to sleep. Goodnight." I love you.

He once again kissed my forehead. "Goodnight."