The next morning, I woke up feeling better. Rai was not in the room, so I went downstairs to search for him. I saw him sitting on the sofa with Damian. His shirt was unbuttoned, and Damian was touching his chest. I wondered what they were doing.
“Morning, what are you guys doing?” I asked.
“Apparently, someone stabbed himself with a letter opener last night,” said Damian.
Suddenly I remembered what happened yesterday. I quickly moved to Damian’s side to see the wound.
“Oh my God, a letter opener can do that?” I asked, horrified, looking at the small but gaping wound.
“If he used enough force, then yeah. The wound is not deep, but I think he’ll still need stitches. I’ll go to the hospital with him.” Said Damian.
“No, I’ll go with him,” I told them quickly.
I looked at Rai and said pleadingly, “Please, let me go with you.”
“Can you drive by yourself, Rai?” Damian asked.
Rai nodded, and I went along with him.
***
We arrived at the hospital, and the nurse asked what had happened. Rai told her the truth.
“I’d rather die than lose her, so yeah.” He said sheepishly.
“Will he be okay?” I asked, scared that it might even be worse than it looked.
“He’ll need stitches,” said the nurse. The doctor came, stitched him up, and said that he’d be fine, but it would leave a scar, and asked him not to do it again.
On the way home, I apologized to Rai for making him do that.
“It’s alright, Princess. Don’t be sorry. I nearly lost you because of my stupidity. A small reminder of how I was a bad boyfriend is a small price to pay.” He glanced at me.
“Please don’t do that ever again. If you ever harm yourself again, I’ll do the same. So please.. don't.” I whispered, looking at him pleadingly.
He glanced my way and at my wrist and said, “Then promise me you won’t hurt yourself too, Princess.”
“I promise,” I whispered.
“Then I promise too.” He brought my hand to his lips and kissed it softly.
***
We reached home and went straight to his bedroom. I reached out to him, opening his shirt.
“Does it hurt?” I asked worriedly as I looked at the bandage on his chest.
“No, Princess. As I’ve said, it’s a small price to pay.” He touched my chin and tilted my head back, so I looked at him.
His thumb caressed my bottom lip, and I could see the hunger in his eyes.
“Kiss me, Rai,” I whispered.
His thumb stopped and asked if I was sure.
“Yes, Rai. Kiss me, please.” I begged him, feeling the hunger inside myself.
In a second, his lips landed on mine. His kiss was not gentle at all. It was aggressive, bold. Maybe because we haven’t touched each other for some time, or perhaps just because we belonged together, but just a touch, a kiss, made us lust after each other.
I circled my arms around the back of his neck and pulled him closer, pressing my body against him, moaning. He groaned and bit my bottom lip. He pushed me against the wall, his hand sliding up my dress, taking off my panties.
He touched me, preparing me, but I was already wet for him from our kiss.
“Are you already wet for me, Princess?” His usually smooth voice was husky.
“Rai, more.” I moaned louder as he fingered me.
“Not yet, Princess. Not yet..” His fingers left my wetness as he stopped fingering me.
I opened my eyes in protest. He looked at me and licked his fingers. God, he looked so sexy it made me feel so hot.
“Taste yourself, Princess.” He said as he brought his fingers to my mouth.
I opened my mouth and sucked his fingers. He groaned and slid down. He started tonguing my clit and licking my most sensitive part. He was hungry for me; there was no gentleness in his actions at all.
“Rai.. more..” I pressed his head closer, grinding against his mouth. He kept toying with my clit, but he didn't make me come, stopping every time I was nearing my climax.
“Rai, please.. don't tease me. Please..” I begged him, feeling my climax nearing.
“Tell me what you want, Princess.” His words were laced with desire.
“More, Rai. More.. Please.. Pleaseee..” I begged him again. I needed more. More, to feel him.
He spread me with one hand, exposing the clitoris more, making it more sensitive. He blew on it, teasing it with just the tip of his tongue.
“Oh God, Rai.” My body trembled as I felt even hotter.
He started fingering me, rubbing my G-spot.
“Rai,” I gasped. I was dizzy from all of his actions.
Pressing his fingers onto my G-spot, he licked my exposed clit fast. Suddenly, he sucked my clit hard, and I came calling his name. My knees wobbled under me, but Rai didn't catch me. He let me fall to the floor while he unzipped his pants.
“Suck me, Princess.” He grabbed my hair, pulling my head back. I opened my mouth and sucked him greedily. I circled the head with my tongue; I licked his shaft and sucked him hard. He kept his grab on my hair, moving his hips as I sucked him. I looked at him while sucking him, his face full of lust for me.
He threw his head back, groaned, and pulled me up swiftly, turning me around and entering me from behind in one swift stroke. He pulled back and entered me hard, again and again, until I came and came, calling his name, begging him to stop. My knees buckled, but this time Rai caught me.
“You want me to stop, Princess?” He asked raspily while his other hand found my clit and rubbed it. He was still inside me, and he moved slowly, so slowly, making me want more. I moved my hips back against him. He rubbed my clit faster and faster, his hips still moving slowly. I couldn't stop moaning.
“Rai.. Rai.. it feels so good. Oh God, Rai.” I moaned more as his hand moved faster.
Just as I was about to climax, he stopped.
“Do you really want me to stop, Princess?” He growled.
“No, Rai, no.. Don’t stop. More, please, please.” I moaned.
He started to move his hips again, all the while rubbing my clit. As his hips moved faster, so did his hand. I was so near my orgasm when Rai said, “Come with me, Princess.”
And with one final thrust, he came, and I came at the same time, him calling my name, and I, his. We collapsed to the floor together, exhausted from our lovemaking.
We were catching our breath when all of a sudden, we heard a whistle. We looked up and saw Damian leaning against the now opened door.
“You guys finished?” He smirked.
“Damian!” I shrieked, pulling my dress down.
“Just.” Rai smiled boyishly while zipping up his pants.
“Rai!” I punched him. I was mortified, thinking that Damian had seen us and that they would talk about it so casually.
“You know you should lock your door, Rai. But then, if you had locked it, I wouldn't get to watch your performance.” He smirked, as usual.
“Oh my God.” I hid my face in my palms, wishing a hole could magically appear to swallow me whole.
“Stop teasing my Princess, Damian,” Rai said threateningly, but I knew that he was grinning.
Damian laughed.
“Sorry, Kat. Don't worry; I didn't see anything. You guys were so loud as it was; I think the whole neighborhood could hear you. So I just waited till there were no more moaning and groaning before I entered.” He teased me again, laughing.
I got up, made my way toward him, and punched him, but it only made him laugh harder. I hit him repeatedly, and he laughed so hard that his body shook severely.
As usual, Rai came up behind me. He withdrew my hands, stopping me from punching Damian more, and held me from behind. I could feel his body shaking from laughter.
I turned around, punching him instead. “Rai!”
“Sorry, Princess, sorry.” He stopped laughing but still grinned, then he held me.
“Why do you guys like to tease me so much?” I pouted.
“Because you are so cute!” They both said at the same time, smiling.
I could only harrumph.
“So, Damian, what’s up?” Rai asked.
“Ah yes, I just want to remind you guys that the party is tomorrow. Kat, I’ve called a make-up artist for you, so you don't have to do anything. We’ll leave at 6 pm if possible.” Damian said.
“Alright. Thank you, Damian.” Said Rai while putting his chin on my head.
“I’m glad that you guys patched things up. But please, keep it down, guys. Other people don't need to be reminded that we are single.” Damian laughed and closed the door before I could do anything to him.
With Damian gone, we laid down on the bed, Rai holding me as usual.
“Rai, do I have to go to the party with you guys?” I asked sleepily.
“Why? Don't you want to go with me, Princess?” He asked me back, stroking my hair.
“You know I won’t be able to measure up against you guys. I mean, look at you guys, and look at me.” I yawned. Making love to Rai always drained me.
“Princess, if only you could see yourself in the way I see you, you’d never worry about things like that. You should know that you are the perfect girl for me.” He said softly, kissing my forehead.
“Hmm.. we’ll see tomorrow. I love you, Rai. So much.” I told him as I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.
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It had been there months after our wedding, and we were having breakfast together. Little Rai was still asleep, and we didn't wake him up since it was the weekend.I was sipping my tea, and Damian was sipping his coffee. Life after marriage was blissful. We had no more fights, and every day was filled with happiness, love, and laughter.“Damian, I have a gift for you,” I told him as I placed my teacup on the table.“Is it inside the box on your lap?” he asked with a smile.I had brought the surprise for him and placed it on my lap throughout our breakfast. Now that we had finished eating, it was time for me to give it to him.I picked up the box and slid it across the table to him.He opened it and looked confused as he picked up the long and thin thing inside the box. “Positive..” he murmured. I kept quiet and had to stop myself from smiling or laughing.His head suddenly snapped up, and he looked at me. “Positive?” His confused looked turned into bewilderment.“Yes.” I couldn't hid