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Sweet Beauty - By: MindLezz
He sat on the bed, staring at her in a daze, a very confused and lustful daze...
She was walking toward him in high black leather boots on shaky legs. As she walked, she caressed her own body, licking her crimson lips which were pouted cutely. Her eyes never strayed from his as one of her hands traveled to her thy where she slightly lifted up her very short maid uniform skirt, hinting promises of what was to come. When his eyes widened, she ran her hands through her blonde locks and ruffled her hair. Finally, with her finger, she traced a vertical line from her lips to the very low cut on her uniform toward her crushed breasts...
He was still staring. She knew he was snagged, but then she noticed, his jaw was clenching slightly, one of his hands were on the mattress and holding the sheets on it tightly. Slowly, his other hand covered his mouth; he fell back on the mattress...
For a second, just for a second, she thought she had him, but her efforts were in vain because he burst out laughing, and he was laughing loudly at that. His head was thrown back on the mattress, and one of his hands were on his stomach. He curled slightly as he tried to control it. He was trying to speak through his laughter when he had it slightly controlled, but he looked up again at her, with a finger between her breasts and burst out laughing hysterically again. He was near the point of crying.
?Just what?s so damn funny!? She demanded as she stomped her black heel on the floor with her hands on her hips. Her eyes were narrow as she continued to glare down her uncontrollably laughing husband. He laid back staring at the ceiling, still slightly chuckling, and then finally, he wiped away a tear and sat up to look at her again.
Hell, she had that look on her face. Yes, it was that look, the one she had on her face when she had enough anger in her body to bite his arm off, literally, oh and deprive him of sex for a good... one... or two months, which is even worse than having an arm bitten off. She was still blushing though, and it made her look cute. Another chuckle escaped his lips.
?Athrun!? She yelled angrily stomping again, ?That?s not funny!? She clenched her fists and intensified her glare. He blinked. Oh lord, he knew he was in trouble now. She?s just elevated the punishment to four months.
He put up his hands fretfully and defensively, ?Cagalli.? She ?humphed?, crossed her arms, and looked away snidely to the side. He sighed and approached her with a soft smile on his face, ?Cagalli...? He reached out for her, but she stepped away. ?Princess...? He said trying to get through to her once again.
?Don?t you dare, Zala.? She seethed through her teeth and took another step back. Her eyes narrowed at the wall she was staring at. ?Don?t you dare give me any of that ?princess? crap. I?m dressed as a maid, smart one.?
?Come on, Cagalli, don?t be like that.? He reasoned and again stepped toward her. ?You really are a princess to me or... er... a maid, whichever.? He stepped into her line of vision. With wide eyes, she turned away, but quickly, he took another step forward, placed an arm tightly around her waist, crushed her body toward his, and put a hand under her chin to lift her eyes to meet his own. She flinched and resisted and struggled and pushed his chest away and cursed at him... ?Cagalli, calm down.?
?Like hell I will, jackass, let me go!? She yelled and placed her arms flat against his chest, ?Athrun, I swear if you don?t get your hands off me I?ll-I?ll bite your arm off, and I?ll take it away for six months!?
?Now, now, you really don?t need to do that,? He said calmly with amusement in his voice. Her eyes told him she was serious. He loosened his hold, but did not let her go. Instead, he leaned to kiss her, but she quickly turned her head away. He sighed and bent slightly to kiss her jaw and neck softly.
She growled, ?Athrun...!? She shifted, but he continued. He even took a few steps forward so that her back was pressed against the wall. ?This isn?t fair!? She protested as he moved to her collarbone.
?It?s our anniversary, so anything is fair.? He whispered into her ear. He felt her stiffen in his arms. ?If you?re going to ?tempt? me like that, then I have to repay the favor don?t I?? She looked at him with wide, surprised eyes. He took the opportunity to claim a quick kiss.
She pouted, ?You didn?t even like it. You laughed you asshole!? She tried pushing again, but he crushed her entire body against the wall with his own, intentionally causing her to straddle him. She gasped, ?You jerk!? She wiggled underneath him. He started chuckling, and then she knew... she was only making things worse.
Even with desire in his eyes, his expression turned to one of sincerity, ?Of course I like it.?
?You do not! You laughed! I swear this will be the first and the last time I do this for you,? She huffed, ?It?s also the last time I take advice from Lacus and Miriallia.? She muttered the last part bitterly and lowly.
?I like it, Cagalli, I really do.? He said tenderly while placing a lock of blonde hair behind her ear.
?Then why did you laugh?? She asked poking him with a finger.
?Because... because it?s... um...? He looked down and saw her tightly crushed, exposed breasts atop the maid uniform. Quickly, he swallowed nervously.
?Say it to my face, Zala.? She commanded, and he immediately obliged.
?It?s different... is all.? A small tint of red made its way to his cheeks. Even after many years, she was still able to make him blush like he was sixteen. She looked at him with expectant eyes as if asking ?that?s it?? ?It?s um,? he continued with the same amount of nervousness, ?Cute.? He felt the tension rise between them. He inwardly flinched. ?Wrong word.?
She raised an eyebrow, ?Different and cute? Oh, that?s very flattering to say to your wife who has gone through a hell of an amount of blisters to learn to walk in heels, to take a good half an hour of time to squeeze into this damn outfit, to embarrassingly approach and ask Lacus and Mills for advice, to go to that damn pink lingerie store just to purchase this damn thing, to?.? He quickly clamped a hand over her mouth, stopping her complaint/speech.
He smiled with tenderness and soft eyes, ?Thank you.? His brows furrowed. He gulped nervously feeling an odd, sharp, and moist feeling on his hand. He pulled his hand away from her mouth. Slowly, he lifted it to his face and took a quick glance. ?Y- you...? He stared at her with wide eyes, ?Cagalli, you bit me.?
She let out a breath of air. With a triumphant grin she responded, ?Serves you right for cutting off my air circulation. I told you I?d bite your arm off.? She tried pushing him off once again, but he looked at her with a stern expression. Her grin disappeared. ?Uh oh.?
He took in a harsh breath and leaned into her neck. First he kissed it slowly, suavely accenting pressure in areas he knew made her cringe. Then his hands traveled on either side of her body molding over her tight uniform toward her thighs. His hands crept like spiders as he lifted her short skirt. She closed her eyes tightly, gulping as she tried to suppress a whimper...
?Ah!? She screeched suddenly and clamped a hand to her neck. She looked up at him with ferocity in her eyes, ?You. Bit. Me.? He grinned then and licked his lips.
?Serves you right,? He muttered with amusement as he slightly thrust upward causing her to emit the whimper she was trying to hold. ?My princess...?
?God, Athrun,? she muttered painfully, ?I swear I am going to murder you.? She shook her head, ?Let me go, I want out of this thing. It?s more embarrassing than it is, quote-unquote, seductive.?
?You don?t have to worry about being embarrassed around me, Cagalli. I?m your husband.? He stated it as if he were proud. That made her heart melt. In her dazed state, he picked her up and carried her to the bed where he laid her down, but in same position... only horizontal.
?Oh?? She questioned, ?That changes your punishment to four months and twenty-nine days.? It was his turn to pout. Her fists clenched on his unbuttoned dress shirt. She let out a small groan, ?Not the pout... Athrun, you are such a baby.?
?I?m not the one whining,? He replied smartly and gave another thrust causing her to give a tiny moan, ?see??
?You?re such a jerk!? She squirmed underneath him.
?Cagalli, stop,? He stroked her cheek tenderly, ?I like it. I promise. I?m just not used to it... that?s all.? Something told her he was not completely done, so she stayed silent to let him continue.
?L-look...? He said softly and smeared her crimson lipstick with his thumb, removing it as much as he could in the process. He then leaned in and kissed her lovingly. ?You...? He somehow reached behind her and untied the frilly, white apron, ?Are...? He unzipped each one of her boots and threw them across the room. ?You?re...? He reached to remove her dress, but it was giving him trouble.
The thing was so tight on her, one would think it was a second skin. His brows furrowed. He looked up at her with embarrassed and regretful eyes. He ripped her dress in two, right down the front. She screeched as she tried to hold her dress together, ?Oh, yeah sure, ruin my attempts to look alluring for you,? She stated with sarcasm in her voice. ?It?s all ruined now...? She cursed something under her breath.
?Cagalli,? He took her hands, which were still fumbling with the dress, and pinned them to either side of her head. She glared at him bitterly.
?Athrun Zala...? She muttered warningly. She felt dingy. Her clothes were torn, her make up was smeared, her hair was disheveled, and her husband was so sadistic sometimes...
?Mrs. Athrun Zala...? He muttered in the same tone and smiled at her lovingly again, ?You?re beautiful.?
She looked up at him with wide eyes. Immediately, a blush crept onto her cheeks. She had horribly torn clothes, smeared make up, very messy hair, and a sadistic... but sweet husband. ?Athrun... you?re such a?.? But anything else she had to say was cut off by Athrun?s mouth claiming hers, and for once (in the entire night) Cagalli did not complain or protest.
End.
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