28. Mark of Ownership

Zaikai

I went back to the room Zelda lay in; she was sleeping peacefully. The cut on her head had almost healed thankfully it wouldn’t leave a scar. I didn’t want that for her, a reminder each time she looked in the mirror, think about the fact someone had tried to kill her and almost succeeded. I knew the mental and emotional scars from what had happened would take longer to heal, I was just glad that physically she was ok.

I watched her sleep all through the night, I always found her presence comforting. Her beautiful face serene with sleep, the urge to be closer to her was always there, right now the need to curl up next to her, be able to hold her close now that she was safe overcame and I found myself snuggled up my head nestled in the middle of her breasts its favourite spot. I had missed this closeness, it felt like coming home, she stirred briefly before settling back down. I took a moment gazing up at her and gave her a gentle kiss on her breast through the fabric of the gown