Soul Bonded [Claude De Alger Obelia x reader ]

87. Ominous Peace

He was kissing you like he had done it million times before. Like it wasn't something unusual.

“Morning..“

He murmured as his lips lingered on yours. You could feel him faintly smiling against you.

The moment he looked at your face and saw your flustered and disgruntled expression, his relaxed smile stiffened.

“Morning, my ass!“ You shoved him away and he willingly let go with a slightly guilty look. You wiped your lips with the back of your hand. “What the hell do you think you're doing?!“

Claude sat up and you flinched when his bare chest came on full glory. “Sorry, it's a habit.“

You stared at him stunned speechless and threw the nearest pillow at him. “A habit?! You have a habit of kissing women first thing in the morning?!“

Claude dodged the pillows and caught the last one. “Not everyone, only you. I forgot you don't remember. Of course, that's no excuse…I... Hah, I'm sorry.“

You stopped midway throwing a pillow and narrowed your eyes at his dejected expression. “Only me?“

“Yes, only you.“ Claude said edges of his once dejected frown twitched upward in amusement. “Now put that pillow down. That hurts more than I expected.“

You squinted harder, unimpressed by his laughing gaze. Though you admit, joy looks far better on him than sorrow. And it looks like he had decent sleep.

Of course, that didn't stop the pillow from getting yeeted straight to his face.

“Oomph—”

“So why the hell are you half-naked? Is that habit of yours too?“

Claude sighed when you raised another pillow threateningly. It was in a flash. You were flipped on your back and he towered over you, pinning your wrists beside your head. You clamped your mouth shut when his eyes glowed in barely suppressed playfulness, his stoic face breaking into a smug expression. “Actually, you were the one who forced me to sleep half naked. You like to see me topless with my chest bare for you. I'm yours, and so is my body, that's what you kept saying as you ripped my robe apart.“

“No way…” Your face burst into flames when he smirked. “I was that shameless?!“

“No, you are more open with your affection. Shamelessly so.“

“It's the same thing!“

“Not really.“

As you're dying inside from embarrassment, he placed a tender kiss on your forehead and nuzzled his nose against yours.

Your heart accelerated at his action. It was strange you didn't flinch from his touch as you should since he's practically a stranger, a man from your forgotten memories. Yet you were craving more of him.

“Can I kiss you?“

A brief stunned silence and your face twisted. “You are a pervert, you know that?“

Claude chuckled, shoulders shaking as he leaned down to whisper. His warm love-filled eyes robbed you of your breath. “I guess I'm also more open with my affection. More shamelessly than you, it seems. Hmm, maybe more aggressive too.“

You wanted to scoff at him. But you couldn't. Instead, you looked away, biting your lips. You heard his breathy laugh as he shifted to get off you. You reflexively grabbed his wrists and he paused.

You swallowed your breath and whispered after a brief silence. “Do you love me?“

“I do.“ There was no hesitation. No pause in his answer. His eyes smiled down at you as he brought your wrist to his lips. “I love you. Forever and more.“