Shaa* the pitter patters of droplets soon turned into a ferocious rain as fog enveloped the mountains of Izmir and throughout the wilderness of the forest. There walked--Nur and Ayse. Their steps brushing against the damp muddy earth as they looked around.
Nur's pov: My eyes darted further, desperate to find something, someone--Yet nothing of such came or I myself didn't see it. I then snapped my head to Ayse, even with her cloak, I saw her eyes. How they darted as franticly as mine. Her hands hovered above my wrist as she then tugged at me.
"N-Nur...there" her fingers pointed to a cabin not too far ago. I didn't answer her as I was gazing at her hands which now securely clutched mine. Nur? her eyes flickered to mine, questioning my silence. She then gazed at her hands--And in that instant, she let me go.
(affet beni...) Forgive me... she murmured, her voice low. "I was a little--Nur walked forward, cutting her off. Ayse's mouth parted, dryly.
He stopped and looked at her from above his shoulders, asking whether she will come. Ayse snapped out of her thought as she then quickly trailed behind him.
The two soon reached the cabin. Grazing at the latch--Nur tugged it opened. Inside was a modest area, with its cozy furnace, couch and a... single bed.
Ayse's eyes fluttered to Nur, just as he turned to her, she stripped her gaze away. A single bed...my eyes fluttered to Ayse, her eyes flickered to it as I then sensed the same thought which hung at her eyes like a question.
Outside, Izmir was thick with dark, the rain relentlessly poured as with every thunder, I saw her jolt. Crossing her arms, Ayse clutched at her shoulders, sliding them up and down. Her dress was soaked, both of ours were.
Ayse gazed at her husband, Nur, his eyes roamed over her, at her nimble frame and at how her dress clung to her like a second skin. Her heart lapped as she noticed his clenched hands, he was urging...for her. Yet--masking it, Nur stepped in to the washroom.
Few minutes later he came out, wearing only a short that reached his knees and a T-shirt which showed of his defined bulge of his arms and chest.
Ayse sat on the bed, her eyes then quickly went to him as she stared in awe.
"Something interesting going?" Nur's voice came out, low, amused as he watched her shake her in denial. Ayse looked away as she too changed.
Meanwhile Nur sat, his hands clutched around a book, veiny hands flexing with every flip as his hunter-eyes swiftly read through the words. Just then--The door to the washroom clicked opened as Ayse came out.
Nur's eyes flickered and on landed on her frame, how the dress she now here showed her effortless curves. His clutched the pages as he then shifted his gaze back to page.
Ayse strode to the mirror, her nimble fingers caressing her silky, black hair as she reached for her back zipper. She struggled to even touch it, trying and failing a few times, she thought of just leaving it opened.
She then gazed at the bed, if she did leave it open... she knew it would either be a tangled mess or completely torn and she wanted neither. Ayse sighed--N-Nur...? she called out for him. He shot her a look, raising an eyebrow, hmm?
Her face reddened as she played with a strand of her hair, her voice then came out a tad lower than the wind, "Could you possibly help me?"... Nur rose up his feet, every step of his made her heart weak as he then finally stood Infront of her.
"Help you...with what exactly?" his breath came out low. Ayse gazed at the floor, then gestured to the back of her top. "I need to zip it"...
He stared at her for a second or two then nodded. Without a question, he walked in behind her, brushing away her hair. As his hands then moved expertly against her skin. His breath fanned against her ears, "You could have leaved it open" his eyes fell," Because I will be sleeping on the floor"
Her breath caught as his hands then grazed her back. Nur quickly retreated as he then sledded the zipper upwards. He clutched her shoulders, spinning her to face him. They both stared at each other.
Then--"G-Goodnight"...
Nur tilted his head in acceptance, "Good night"...
They both parted as Ayse sat on the mattress, her lips held a slight pout at seeing him on the chill, rough bark coated floor. Though Nur didn't utter a single word, he slept, giving her his back as he faced the wall.
Ayse laid down as she then drifted into oblivion. Meanwhile, Nur's eyes darted, his hands were clenched as he let out a low sigh, she was driving him crazy, and she doesn't even know it.
Gosh...
Ayse...he murmured. If only I had stood near her a little too long. Nur stared at the ceiling; his heart lapped with burning desire. If only I couldn't contain myself, I would have ripped of that garment she calls clothing...
"Therefore, only I get to see you... the most vulnerable part of you. For you belong to me" I reached my hands for her face. Softly, I brushed her cheek against my thumb.
Oh...my Ayse...
Her lips parted as the sound of sleep clung to her.
I tilted my head, how long are you going to pain me with this torture?
To be continued>>>>>