5. Before going to bed.

Song - PRAY

By EMO

From 365 DAYS MOVIE SERIES

After we had dinner, we would watch TV. A movie or some show. He mostly made me watch horror movies. I'm so scared that I won't get down from his lap. We both argue there sometimes. I would just fall asleep in his arms, on the couch itself.

He plays with my hands. He drags his long slender fingers along my body's midline. Starting from head, neck, then on my chest. At this point, he slows down and concentrates more in giving me pleasure. Though I resist and run away from him, I like everything he does to me.

He draw circles on my abdomen. Those are ticklish and I can't stand those. I struggle to stop him from doing it and his shifty hands. He laughs out loud looking at me. But seeing him laugh at me, I want to get touched by him more and more.

Sometimes I pretend fall sleep, he changes the TV channel to news or any other comedy shows. When I hear to any comedy scene or dialogue, I laugh out in my sleep, and he grins and take me to bed and have his way on me and enjoys it to the last step.

Sometimes, we play catch. He is the one to catch me, always! I try my best to not to get caught by him. Also, I'm very light and runs very fast and don't give him any chance to win. I make him crawl under the bed, run through the hallway, every other possible thing. He really sweats a lot before he could catch me. Poor him, hahaha.

And coming to today's evening, we sat together and watched a comedy movie and I laughed very loud that he had to kiss to stop me.

I don't know whether my laugh is his weakness or anything, every time I laugh, he just loses his mind and tries to kiss me, and seal my lips with his. That kiss lasts long and ends in the bed.

Ok. Anyway, now, it's time to sleep. First I would go to kitchen and check the lights. Turn off the gas-line and lights. Then, I'll be doing and taking all other safety measures to have a good night's sleep.

Then, after I'm done with all the other things I'm responsible for, I walk to our bedroom without my notice, like my muscles have engraved themselves, earlier enough with the destination they have to reach.

"At last." He says and sighs, when he sees me going to bedroom, he turns off all the lights and television. Soon, he picks himself up and follows me all along. On the way, he stops by the refrigerator and pulls a water bottle out. He walks slowly and steadily, while taking sips of water.

Meanwhile, I take a look at myself in the wardrobe mirror. Hearing his footsteps approaching me, I walk towards the bed. He closes the door, in fact locks the door as soon as he walked in to the room. We cross each other and our eyes fixated on one another.