The Traps of Black Swan

Aaron had told his little Cupcake that he will marry her after her college, right at twenty-one. He was already late, so why wouldn't he agree, especially after her sweet, open proposal when she could order him to do so?

His heart indeed melted for her efforts to make him feel special and let him know that he is the prime person in her life. Although he knew everything about her feelings before, it felt more pleasing and precious to hear it from her.

He also knew even after putting everything into words, she won't be satisfied. She would still feel those words lack to tell her real feelings. And he would love to fill those absences and make her content.

He bent and sealed her luscious lips in a sensual longing yet incredibly emotional kiss, to let her feel his response in his actions, to calm his erratic heartbeats, frenzy the butterflies in her stomach, cool her anticipation. To complete her proposal with a romantic kiss that she would have imagined. To complete the picture just like she would have dreamed off.

Unwillingly, Aaron broke the kiss to pull her up on her toes, to avoid hurting her knees with the uneven ground surface. Before he could, Aarvi extended her hands at him, signaling him to pull her up and mewled like a sweet kitten, "Hurts." Her knees. She jutted her lips making a cute face.

Aaron had to purse his lips to a thin line to avoid smiling like a fool. She never failed to bring up the emotions and little feelings of happiness that he would never have thought of. Crouching down, Aaron wrapped his arm around her waist and stood up. And the woman wrapped her arms around his neck and stood on her toes.

He was so tall. While kneeling, even her craned neck hurt. It felt good to face him up closer. She lifted her eyebrows at him with a tiny smirk on her lips. It was a cue for him to verbalize his response.

He pretended to be thinking, leaving her in shock. Wrapping his arm tighter around her waist, he pulled her much closer until he could feel her breath grazing his skin.

Her breath stuck in her throat, she involuntarily closed her eyes feeling slightly dizzy with their proximity. Her fingers gradually locked with his hair at the back of his head while he tempted her further with his deep voice.

"Did I tell you… you are spellbinding!?"

Her lips threatened to arc up. She didn't think she was that beautiful. She felt she always looked the same, the beauty wasn't on her but in the hearts of the beholder. If she stands in front of her mother, she would still call her jinx and filthy but Aaron was different. He loves her no matter what. What does she need more than him?

She opened her lips to inhale breath and say something but his lips seized hers, capturing in a passionate, greedy kiss. It was as if his words might fail to reach her and only his actions would give justice to every overwhelming feeling and emotion.

He never expected anything from her, he was willing to do everything for her, make her happy, make her feel loved. Against his no expectation, once she committed, she never missed treating him better than best, loving him more than the previous day, and striving to make him happy and see him smile. He couldn't believe she yearned for him as much as he yearns for her if not more.

His other hand shifted to her nape, perfectly angled, and fervently kissed her, greedily claiming her lips and soul, if he could. The thought of their years of struggles felt worth it to spend their life together and face the world, ready to handle any problems thrown at them.

Aarvi came to her senses enough to realize she was short on breath. She wanted to continue if she could go on without breath.

"Aaaron…" She whimpered against his lips pleading for some air. And he again invaded her mouth as if his thirst wasn't quenched yet.

Aarvi frantically matched his kiss without knowing if she was coaxing herself or him in their possessive and impassioned kisses. She was completely helpless in his arms when he finally broke the kiss rendering her breathless, taking away her senses to think rationally.

He planted heart-fluttering kisses on her flushed face. Her hands flew to his face to cup him when she came to her senses before he could go south. She wanted to tell him that everyone was watching them from the terrace of the mansion, she hoped his crazy friend wasn't holding a binocular.

His heavy ragged breathing continued to fan her sensitive skin under her ear while his hand cradled her head, controlling his hands from caressing her sensual body.

He didn't know what had taken over him to ravage and bruise her lips. Breathing deep to calm himself, he kept her in his embrace and whispered into her ear "Today." He meant he would marry her right away.

Aarvi's eyes flew open at his husky voice. Her shimmering black orbs brightened. She pushed herself back and captured his burning gaze on her. She was again tempted to kiss him.

Gulping her thoughts, she leaped on him wrapping her arms tight around his neck. Before preparing everything in the morning, she doubted if he would be in the mood. She was glad she could lighten his heartache even after knowing the past.

Embracing her, he could feel her heartbeats loud against his chest. He planted a kiss on her shoulder as he rubbed her back.

Aarvi heard a sound coming from far away. She threw her head back to face him and pouted, showing a little fake disappointment, "No bouquet for you today."

He assumed she might have forgotten it. Leaving her on the ground, his hand brushed her fluttering her hair as slid his hand under her ear. His thumb affectionately caressed her blushing cheek as he said, "I have you." A bouquet wasn't important.

However, she smiled, "Because, I used everything to paint the sky."

The sound of the engine and whirling of the wings became louder and Aaron tried to discern the literal meaning of her words. Aarvi moved his head to her right side and he lifted his head to the sky.

His lips gaped in no time.