Runt (Completed & Editing)

That Depends

Nova's POV

I woke up slowly, my eyes fluttering open before drifting shut again. I laid in the darkness for a short while basking in the warmth of Shane behind me. His strong arms held me firmly against his chest as he continued to sleep. The voice in the back of my mind hummed happily at the warmth radiating from my mate. I gently rubbed my thumb over his forearm, feeling his rough skin and the scars that decorated it. The scars were in different shapes and sizes and tugged at my heart, hoping that he hadn't been seriously harmed. I heard Shane take a deep breath and relax again, his chest moving lazily against my back. I rolled over in his arms to face him, yet trying not to wake him. He looked so handsome, brown hair messed up even more than normal, eyes closed peacefully, jaw slack, and his perfect lips parted just slightly. I reached my hand up, tracing his features. His nose held a minimal bump in it from being broken and healed several times over. I smiled at this, thinking that he must have a bit of a hot head.

His cheekbones were strong, giving his beautiful face an angular look. His jawline was covered in stubble that tickled my hand and fingers as they glided across his skin. I lightly moved my thumb to his subtle Cupid's bow of his lips before tracing them entirely. They were not only perfectly shaped but also incredibly soft. I moved myself up a little bit daring to get closer to the Adonis in front of me. Before I realized what I was doing, I leaned my face up and pressed my lips to his. Sparks shot through my body with feeling of his lips on mine. The rush that I felt from the kiss sent my head spinning. If kissing him while he was awake was anything like kissing him while he was asleep, I was one lucky girl. I moved closer to him, holding the kiss before I leaned back. I felt his arms flex around me, holding me flush against him. My eyes opened in surprise only to be met by his closed eyes before mine floated shut once more. His lips moved against mine, morphing to the shape of my mouth. His arms lightly pressing me to his chest.

A small sigh escaped my lips and he took gentle advantage of the situation, his tongue darting out to trace my lower lip before he pulled it into his mouth, sucking on it gently. I moaned in response, feeling his hands reach up as his fingers twisted into my hair. He rolled over, pinning me underneath him. The blanket fell off our shoulders exposing us to the cool air of the bedroom causing goosebumps to rise on my skin. I shivered lightly at the change in temperature, wrapping my arms around his shoulders. Our mouths moved together as if we had kissed no one but each other for our whole lives. Shane untangled his hand from my hair and propped himself up with it before his other hand roamed down the side of my body sending another shiver down my spine. I gasped and pulled Shane down against me and rolling him over so I was laying on his stomach. I kissed him eagerly as he fumbled with the hem of his oversized t-shirt that I was wearing. I pushed his hands away lightly, not quiet ready for where that would lead. I straddled his stomach for balance as I held his face in my hands, slowing the kiss to a passionate lull. He held me against him, flipping me down on my back once again. I pulled my hands down and ran them across his bare chest and abs, loving the feel of his skin under my fingertips. He groaned as he pushed my shirt up, exposing my bare stomach.

I leaned up to roll us over one more time and found myself falling to the floor with a thud. I fell the short distance from the bed to the floor, my head thumping lightly against the carpet that broke my fall. Shane had followed me in my descent and was laying on the floor next to me. He groaned painfully and I looked over at him to see him clutching his head. I started laughing but choked it back. I had never felt so embarrassed but comfortable at the same time. He pushed himself up off the floor and looked down at me. Before I could stop myself I burst out laughing. I cluctched my sides, my laugher coming from my stomach as I laughed, really laughed. After a few moments I felt tears in my eyes as my breath came out in pants. He looked down at me in all his shirtless glory, but all I could see was that his pajama pants had fallen around his ankles from the fall along with the bulge in his boxers told me that he liked our spontaneous make out session quite a bit. I covered my eyes as I blushed as he continued to look down at me expecatantly.