ten smol snippets of random romantic scenes

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He pushed me against the wall, trapping me between his stretched out arms, and his body. He used one of his hands to grab my chin rather aggressively, forcing me to look at his glaring eyes.

"(Y/N), what did you do with that jerk?!"

"Jerk? What jerk?"

"Isn't it obvious? That guy you were talking to just now-"

"His name is (R/N), (L/N)... He's my friend-"

But he cut me off with his intense glare, as he moved his hand lower to my neck, choked me. Light enough for me to breathe, but tight enough that I felt pressure on my throat.

He huskily whispered, "Friend or not, I want you to stay away from him. You're mine and mine alone, got it?"

I wanted to protest, but each word was laced with authority that got me weak on the knees, and strangely turned me on.

So I nodded obediently.

"Use your words, babygirl."

I gulped, and said, "Y-Yes, Master..."

He smirked. "Good. But I want you to undress, bend yourself over the leather sofa, hands on the backrest, and I want you to count and thank me every time I spank you."

Oh gosh...

~*~

"(L/N)!" I yelled out. I was drenched with sweat, breathing heavily.

He jolted awake, and immediately held both of my shoulders tenderly.

"W-what's the matter, (Y/N)?"

"I.. I had a nightmare..."

"Want to talk about it...?"

I shook my head. "J-just... Hold me... Please..."

And he did, murmured a lullaby to me while laying me down with him. His arms never left me, and thus, that's how I had my peaceful sleep.

~*~

We were sitting on the bed, sipped homemade hot chocolate I made for both of us. He loved that particular beverage that he would plead me to brew a mug for him whenever it was my turn to be the dominant (which is on rare occasions/happens sometimes/is all the time).

That or whenever he feels really sad about something.

Or when the weather felt chilly due to rainy days we often got here in (any country); i.e. now.

(L/N) rested his head on my shoulder. His face was pink as he closed his eyes and hummed our favourite song, (any song), softly.

I found my hand crept up to his, intertwining our fingers together.

"I wuv you so much," he mumbled with baby voice.

And with reddened face because of his current adorable mumbling, I replied softly, "I wuv you so much more..."

"Wuv you the most, (Y/N)."

I giggled bashfully, and he smiled.

~*~

"Marry me, (Y/N)!" He yelled, trying to defeat the loud sound of pouring rain.

"What?!"

"Be my fiancé, (Y/N)!"

Of course, that instantly took my breath away for a moment.

His sudden proposal in the middle of the rain caught me off guard.

But after I recollected myself, I jumped into his arms.

Kept repeating 'yes' for... I didn't know how many times.

And we both kissed, under the rain.

~*~

"I'm glad that you are finally mine forever, (Y/N), for we shall grow old and grey together until the end of time."

"And I am glad to be yours forever, my love. Having our children running around the front yard is going to be a lovely sight to watch."

"Indeed, but I shall make love to you like it's our first time."

I kissed his lips passionately, and he returned the sentiment with more passion.

"I love you, my wife."

"And I love you too, husband."

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Aaaaaaaaand there they are-!

Huehuehuehuehuehuehuehuehuehuehuehue-

~ yours truly, nyx

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