She lays in bed, enthralled in a book. Her lavender candle, lit on her nightstand. Breathing in its comforting scent as she allows her mind to become fully immersed in the words she reads.
She doesn't realize he's there until he enters the room, although she's sure he was watching her from the doorway. This is his norm. Though, she was too engrossed in the storyline to notice until he's by her side, pulling the book from her hands.
A slight huff leaves her lips. She was literally in the middle of a paragraph. How will she find sleep now? It'll drive her nuts all night, but she knows better than to argue with him. He values her sleep and she loves him for it.
Without saying a word, he turns out the bed-side lamp, leaving the candle on. It's light dances against the wall. It's glow, so gentle and calming. She already feels herself giving into the fatigue setting in. But his handsome face is hard to look away from. His eyes, smoldering. The soft glow of light reflected there.
He sits beside her, pulling the blankets up to her chest, staring intently at her. No words are said by either of them, but so much is exchanged. Their connection deep, unyielding. It makes their hearts pound in their chests. Their breaths come more rapidly. But they do not move. They do not give-in to their desires.
They merely stare, hold hands. It is how they restablish their bond. Once complete, he leans down to kiss her forehead, then her nose, as her eyes flutter closed. He looks upon her face for another second, still unsure of how he got so lucky. This beautiful creature is his. And he is hers, a fact which they knew long ago.
He placed his heart in her hands and never looked back. Sure in the knowledge that it would be in no safer place. So he kisses her sweet, full lips and they moan together. The electricity crackling between them. Their passion, tangible.
But he will not lose control tonight. He desires her sleep. Her peaceful dreams. They will have other nights to get lost in each other, in this, he is sure.
Pulling away, she sleepily looks at him longingly, lovingly. His heart melts further.
Placing one last kiss to her frontal lobe, she sighs deeply, closing her eyes for a final time. Her mind, to drift, to dream. Her breath to deepen. His heart, to love, as he gazes upon her angelic face once more. He blows out her candle, with thoughts of their tender kiss goodnight.