Bab 161: Control

"I wonder, during the six months you were hospitalized, did you ever think of me?"

When Marvel resumed our conversation, we were in each other's arms. His face was on my neck, kissing me there fondly. My hand was on his broad back, holding him a little tighter. Each friction of our skin gave us more peace and comfort than anything else could.

"All the time…" I replied in a daze. "I thought of you every day for those six months."

There was a brief silence. It was Marvel, unprepared for my honesty.

"Did you touch yourself while you were thinking of me?"

"No… I would never do that," I didn't plan to reveal everything but I couldn't stop myself from blurting my mind out loud. "Because I won't be able to come without you…"

Hearing that, the shock registered on Marvel's face before pulling apart to see my face closely. Taken aback as he found me rather confused by his reaction, he immediately realized I was just blabbering mindlessly.