crying out into the dark night

Venom found the stress that camped out in her shoulders and lower back melt away as she relaxed against Hattori’s massive frame. Despite the implications and temptation that their close proximity would and could allude to. Venom was toeing some very hard lines, but all she could feel was the urging deep in her belly. As fast as she relaxed she felt the tension return, but in very different ways. The young Empress could feel the tension in her shinobi’s body, though he was in a resting position he did not relax as she had.

Her mind suddenly racing Venom doubted her ability to fall back asleep. The dream continued to haunt her, and the feeling of herself falling to the volcano made her heart beat faster. Was Hattori uncomfortable? Was he forcing himself to be here so close to her? She had no doubt of the class she was in, the catch that she was. Hattori offered her subtle compliments but how did he really feel about her? About how close the were right now.

A (what sounded like to Venom) contented rumble echoed through his chest, the sound and feeling of it causing a shiver to race over Venom’s spine. The waves of it causing a nervousness to rise in her belly and her heart to suddenly beat erratically in her chest. Her breath caught in her throat as she tried to ignore the feelings he caused in her with a simple sound. Venom shivered, but not because of cold.

”Hattori,” she whispered softly, unable to meet his gaze as she prepared her confession. Her totally inappropriate and much too eager admission. She second guessed herself even before the words slipped from her lips. Venom paused for far too long, but were these words worth uttering? What would they do to the once professional relationship they shared? Venom was even more aware in these moments how much she wanted the man beside her. ”I..” she stuttered for him again, how could he make her so absolutely unsure of herself like this? ”I want you closer.” Venom felt overwhelmed, unlike she’d ever felt before as panic took hold of her. She buried her features into his soft dark fur. ”I want to be closer, physically.” Venom continued, unable to pull her eyes up to meet his as she felt fear of rejection. Azure had denied her gently but strongly and she still felt the sting. ”I want to be closer emotionally too, I want to know you shinobi.”