Aselia was holding the rim of his underwear and tenderly gazed into his eyes where amusement danced for her to see. He seemed to have read her thoughts for his lips sultrily shifted:

"If you want then nothing is stopping you," his hand moved, tilting her chin up even further. His thumb tenderly brushed along her jawline. His smile widened with every second.

A wicked idea birthed in her brain and it nudged her to act on it. She had never tried it or had any inclination to do it until him. For he was like this ethereal being for her, all pure and untainted. Broken but hers to be fixed, bit by bit.

"I want to try something new, to take you in my mouth," something seemed to have flipped inside him like a switch at her words. The smile vanished and his eyes darkened as if a tempest brewed within him. The grey-eyed vampire grabbed her arm and yanked her up so she collided with him with full force, the air knocking out of her system.

"NO," he bellowed, the anger seeping out of every pore he possessed and Aselia didn’t understand his reaction. Wasn’t he supposed to be happy? Wasn’t this what he wanted her to do? He let her touch him there, then why not?

"What’s wrong?" she confusedly placed her hands on his face, trying to calm him down, observing how riled up he seemed at what she had offered.

"You will not do it or even think of doing it. Ever," he fretted, rubbing her back and kissing her forehead.

"Why not?" Aselia was apprehensive now, she thought her zero knowledge of the matter might be the trigger. The number of women he had been with, she could never match their experience but she wanted to try and give him all the pleasures he had been missing. Her insecurities began resurfacing.

"Because you are too pure for that. I hold you in very high regard Aselia and deeply respect you. I don’t want you to do it," he was tenderly holding her face now, the look his eyes carried was so profound that it melted her heart. And she knew only he could love her this way and no one else. She was almost dumbfounded at his answer.

"You don’t desire what every man does? I am sure other women have done it countless times to you," it ached her heart to even think about someone else’s mouth wrapped around him, giving him endless pleasure that she hadn’t been able to provide.

"You are not any other woman for me. You are my one and only Leia and no I don’t desire it from you, will never do. I want your love, I want your affection, I want your passion and I want a permanent abode in your heart. Not this," he lowered his head so their foreheads could connect and she could sense the deeper meaning behind his words.

"Xiran, I love you. There are no words that can define what I feel for you right now. How can you love me so purely, so unselfishly?" She was hugging him, resting her face on his rapidly beating heart and he pulled her close.

"That’s because our love is not just physical, it’s more than that," the gentleness of his touches and the depth of his words were making her emotional.

"And yes I love you too more than anything in this world," he softly uttered, "Let’s take a bath together and get ready for the movie," she bobbed her head in affirmation.

They stood under the warm spray of the shower and Aselia slowly traced her fingers on his tattoo it lit up like a silvery streak everywhere her fingers grazed him.

"It only happens with your touch," he softly informed her and she watched him in bewilderment. Her heart constricted with the joy his words provided her.

She pressed her lips on the centre of his tattoo and it throbbed and glowed like fairy lights, loving her touch as much as he did.

"You know I am not fond of tattoos and I didn’t like the idea of you getting one but look at me now, half of my body is covered in this tattoo I know nothing about," he almost sighed.

"We will figure it out, together," she rubbed his chest and he nodded.

Taking the bath both of them changed into fresh clothes. Aselia kept her hair open after combing them but Xiran wanted to tie his in a bun.

"Sit here, I will do them," Aselia led him to bed and kneeled behind him. His hair had all grown out, luscious and beautiful as she combed them with her fingers.

"They grew back, they are gorgeous," she couldn’t keep her hands away from them and he grinned at her actions.

"I told you they will," he wanted to tell her that he knows she kept his hair but knew it would sadden her so he kept his mouth shut.

"I love them," she softly brushed them and then elegantly tied them above his head in a neat bun. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the moment, it eased his heart.

"Here all done," she announced, wrapping her arms around his neck and leaning on him from behind and he rocked her.

"Thank you," he trailed kisses on her hands and arms before getting up. She folded her legs around his waist to have a piggyback ride and he was more than eager to provide her.

"Shall we leave?" he asked, picking up his car keys, wallet and phone from the side table. His phone was still switched off, he hadn’t turned it on the last two days.

"Yes!" Aselia tugged a few strands of her hair behind her pointed ears, no more afraid that someone would see them.

They headed out. She was still clinging to his back when they reached his car and she had to unwillingly get down. It was the same car they had that wild car race in. A wide smile adorned her face as memories of that beautiful day dawned on her and she had an idea.

Xiran was about to open the passenger door for her when Aselia quickly asked:

"Can I drive?"

He was surprised for a second but then reassuringly smiled at her.

"Of course, let’s see how good my girl is," Xiran handed her the key with a peck on her cheek and Aselia triumphantly walked over to the other side and got in. He did the same.

"Buckle up, I don’t drive slow," she instructed, winking at him and he chuckled in return before fumbling with his seat belt and fastening it.

"I would be disappointed if you did," he blew her a kiss and she smirked before starting the car and off they went.