Chapitre 46: Deep Feeling
The morning dew turned into clear water droplets at the tips of the leaves. This morning was quite cold, enough to make people feel lazy, prefer to curl up in their blankets. But not for Jasmine. She had been awake all night. She can't sleep even just a blink.
Jasmine brewed a cup of tea and also toasted bread on a toaster. Simple breakfast. Even though her heart was shaken but her stomach didn't accept any compromise, the woman still felt hungry.
Jasmine took the tablespoon that she had accidentally frozen in the freezer. A powerful way to remove kiss marks that stains all over her body. Jasmine prepared ten frozen iron spoons.
"Ugh!!" Jasmine groaned in surprise as the coldness of the spoon pressed against her skin. Her round eyes continued to stare at the mirror with disgust. Leonardo leaves so many kiss marks. It's even near her groin.
[What an asshole, ] Jasmine cursed in her heart.
Gradually the stains began to fade. It didn't disappear completely, but it was disguised. Jasmine breathed a sigh of relief and then re-applied the ointment on the surface of the kiss marks. Surely soon, all the stains will disappear completely. Only the pain and the dirty feeling still couldn't go away from her heart.
It's been a week since Rafael has been out of town for work. From the letter that Rafael left, he will be gone for ten days. Jasmine was relieved. There were still three days before Rafael came home. She didn't know if she could face Rafael with a heart of despair like this.
Since their quarrel the other day, Jasmine had not even dared to contact Rafael. Their relationship suddenly drifted apart, as if a considerable chasm had appeared in Jasmine's heartland.
"Even the bread that used to be delicious is now tasteless," Jasmine muttered, slamming the partially-eaten toast on the plate. The woman then buried her face in her elbows, lazy and uninterested. The tears seemed to have dried up. Jasmine couldn't even cry anymore.
"El," Jasmine whispered. She missed her husband.
"Jasmine?!" Suddenly a warm hand touched Jasmine's nape, softly calling her name.
Jasmine gasped, it was confirmed that she missed Rafael right now, but Jasmine wasn't ready to meet her husband yet. Now that Rafael has gone home, without warning, suddenly the man is standing beside her—even though ten days have not passed.
"Why sleep here? don't you go to work?" Rafael stroked Jasmine's hair while Jasmine still didn't dare to lift her face.
"Jas, are you okay? Or are you still mad at me?" Rafael lightly shook Jasmine's shoulder.
The woman could no longer dodge. She slowly raised her head. She was trying to smile even though her heart is so bitter. Jasmine pulled the corner of her lips but immediately stopped when she saw Rafael's battered face and body.
"EL??? What happened to you???" Jasmine widened her eyes. She shook violently at the wounds all over her husband's body.
"Well..." Rafael was confused. There was no way he could tell his wife that he jumped from a fast-moving train in the heavy rain last night.
"What happened, El?!" Jasmine urged, now tears were flowing again.
"Don't cry, Jas. I'm okay, just a work accident while drawing. I fell off the scaffolding while painting the ceiling." Rafael gave a false excuse.
"To this severe?" Jasmine stroked the wounds on Rafael's handsome face. The man only smiled when Jasmine was worried about him. Rafael didn't know how to respond to Jasmine's feelings, so that he couldn't help but smile.
"Don't smile!! You have no idea how worried my heart is!" Jasmine said, her heart sad and hurt. How could she not? When her husband worked to the point of risking his life, she was alone with another man.
"I smiled so you wouldn't worry. Really. I'm fine, Jas." Rafael lied again. He wasn't feeling well. His whole body was bruised and sore. Not to mention his heart that was upset because his brother almost died last night.
"I love you!! Don't get hurt, El. Don't," Jasmine whispered. Rafael hugged her tightly. He patted his wife on the back a few times.
"Yeah, I won't get hurt again. I promise." Rafael hugged Jasmine tighter. He was kissing his wife's neck deeply, inhaling the sweet aroma that made him know the meaning of the word longing.
"El, you smell so bad?! How many days haven't you showered?" Jasmine let go of her hug and covered her nose. Rafael smelled it too. It was true. It smelled a little stinky. Maybe last night's blood.
"I'm going to take a shower soon. Can you help me, Jas? It seems the stitches can't get in the water." Rafael took Jasmine into the bathroom.
"Stitches?" Jasmine looked surprised. It turned out that it wasn't just bruised on her husband's body.
"Just a little bit, it's okay." Rafael tried to calm Jasmine down.
"Come here!" Jasmine helps Rafael undress, a little upset to find Rafael hiding the wound and pain alone.
Jasmine stripped one by one of the clothes that wrapped her husband's body. Visible bruises on the back of the back, as well as cuts wrapped in bandages. The wound should not be exposed to water because it can cause infection. Jasmine took a deep breath and started splashing the part other than Rafael's injured arm. Rafael sat on a short stool so Jasmine could easily reach his tall body.
"What does this tattoo mean, El?" asked Jasmine. She stroked the omega symbol on Rafael's back as she soaped.
"Heung? That means the last one." Rafael enjoyed the warm water splash, as well as the caress of his wife's hand that cleaned every dirt.
"The last one?" Jasmine swallowed her saliva. Her heart was uncomfortable when she heard Rafael's words.
"Come here, Jas. Let's take a bath together. I miss you." Rafael pulled Jasmine's hand until she sat on his lap.
"Hey, I'm not done with your hair yet." Jasmine protested, she hadn't finished washing Rafael's hair, and the man had pulled him down instead. Now Jasmine's clothes are wet too.
"I can't wait." Rafael kissed Jasmine on the lips, then moved to her neck, causing Jasmine to squirm and giggle softly.
"Don't try it, El! Your hand still hurts." Jasmine threatened. Rafael didn't care. His hand went into Jasmine's wet shirt. He was squeezing his wife's plump breast with passion. Play on it until Jasmine feels limped.
"I have one more uninjured hand, Jas. After all, it only takes hip muscles to satisfy you, doesn't it?" Rafael took off Jasmine's wet clothes.
Both are now under the pouring water. Rafael no longer cares if his wound is exposed to water. He sat Jasmine in his lap. He was sipping every inch of the surface of Jasmine's skin that was presented in front of his eyes.
Jasmine was a little scared, afraid that Rafael would find Leonardo's kiss marks on his body. Even though it had faded, Jasmine still felt uncomfortable.
"Are you uncomfortable? Wanna move to the bedroom?" asked Rafael, as if he knew Jasmine's movements were different from usual.
"Yeah, let's move, El. You'll get water on your wound." Jasmine gave Rafael an excuse. Rafael nodded and let Jasmine out of his embrace. Jasmine again splashed Rafael's body, cleaning the entire surface of the soap suds.
In the room, Jasmine also helps Rafael dry his hair. Rub it with a dry towel. The thick black hair that was slightly long now had a masculine mint shampoo scent. Jasmine couldn't hold back the longing that welled up in her heart. Jasmine slowly brought her face closer, lightly kissing the neck under Rafael's nape.
"I love you, El. You know that, right?" Jasmine whispered.
"Yes, I know it." Rafael enjoyed his wife's warm wet lips nestled against his neck.
Rafael turned around. He stared intensely at Jasmine's eyes that looked full of glass. Rafael slowly caressed his wife's beautiful face before landing a kiss. Jasmine closed her eyes, enjoying the strains of Rafael's lips that crushed her lips. From time to time, Rafael gave a light bite that made Jasmine sigh softly.
The room looks dark, not only because the curtains are tightly closed. But also because the sky was a little cloudy. Jasmine began to remove the towel wrapped around her beautiful body, allowing her husband to stare passionately at every curve of her body.
"I love you too, Jas," Rafael whispered warmly into Jasmine's earlobe. He is trying, trying to interpret the feelings in his heart in one beautiful word, namely, 'love.'
Jasmine smiled, her tears dripping slowly. Her heart only hurts and guilty. A subtle swish vibrated throughout her body.
Rafael laid Jasmine's body under his embrace. The friction of the skin feels warm and full of pleasure. Rafael sucked the center of Jasmine's breasts and made her moan with pleasure. Jasmine's body went limp because of the stimulation that Rafael gave. In contrast to Leonardo's rough play, Rafael always treats her gently.
"I love you, El. So much!!" Jasmine sobbed as Rafael began to unite the two of them in the missionary position.
"Why cry, Jas? Does love make you this painful?" Rafael wiped Jasmine's tears, still confused as to why the expression of love made Jasmine cry instead of smiling?
Jasmine was still sobbing. She covered her face with her hands, so Rafael could not see her mess face from crying.
"Shhh... if you want to have kids, we'll try, Jas. I'll try to make it happen." Rafael stroked Jasmine's hair before moving his hips back and forth.
"Yeah, arg…yes, El," Jasmine sighed. She clawed at Rafael's back to withstand the pleasure of their game.
The rain began to fall along with the joyful union that occurred between a pair of human beings. Rafael and Jasmine never knew that it would be their last time together as husband and wife.
Rafael's phone vibrated, a text message popped up.
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ALBERT:
I've found where is
KING
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— MI VOLAS VIN —
Raphael... 😳
Cadeaux
-- Cadeau
reçu État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
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