Spring Forward, Fall Back (Alucard x Chubby! Reader)

Chapter 18 - Alone In A Room...Together

I turned to go toward the bed only to be brought up short when I noticed that the screen that I had placed next to the bed to give Y/N privacy was rendered almost completely useless when a light was shining behind it. I nearly tripped when my foot struck the end of the bed and had to keep my scream from startling the poor woman as she continued her night-time routine. My mouth started to go dry as I watched her silhouette behind the screen begin to remove it's clothes. I sat down slowly to keep the bed from creaking too much only to realize that the bed creaking would be the best way to let her know that everything was fine and that she had privacy.

My mind kept telling me that I should tell her about the fact that I was getting a show while she stripped down and began washing herself, but my groin screamed "Don't you FUCKING dare!". I knew ahead of time that she was bigger than most women I've ever known, but it only made her sexier to me. Her warmth that radiated from her body drew me closer, her curves were in the perfect places for me to place my hands and arms, her thighs...oh, damn! Her thighs practically begged me to get between them. And earlier, when she wrapped her legs around me and I had her plush bottom in my hands, it felt like home. It felt as if she was made just for me. The gods, or devils, decided to make a woman as perfect as they could just to give specifically to me, although I would have to work for her and may not have found her without a happy accident.

I watched Y/N's shadow as her hand reached into the bowl of water, squeezed off the excess and then ran the cloth up and down her skin, slowly removing the debris on her body. I heard her humming a little tune as she worked the cloth over and over, occasionally dipping it into the bowl of water to continue her ablutions. I found myself wishing to be that cloth all of a sudden and had to shake the thought from my mind and try to focus on something else before I made a fool of myself yet again. I took off my shirt and boots, lay back with my pillows propping me up against the headboard and grabbed the book that rest on the stand next to me. And that's when Y/N spoke.

"Adrian?" she asked tentatively.

"Yes?"

"Are you sure you want me in here? I don't want to intrude on your privacy or anything, so if I'm unwelcome, please let me know."

I couldn't believe her! After the intimacy that we shared earlier in the day, she honestly believes that having her here with me is an inconvenience? How could she be so wrong?

"Y/N, if I didn't want you in here, I would have shown you to a completely different room earlier," I remarked easily. "Having you here in my room is nerve-wracking, to be sure, but it isn't unwelcome."

"Nerve-wracking?" she sounded surprised. "I make you that nervous?"

"You have no idea," I replied as I watched her silhouette moving behind the screen. Her hand was gliding over her skin and the smell of honey and some other scent I didn't quite recognize wafted around the room. I heard her chuckle while she put her clothing on.

"I'm sure there's no reason for you to be so nervous. I don't bite....much."

I had to chuckle in response while saying, "Maybe not much, but I leave marks behind when I do."

She peeked around the side of the screen. "Who said I don't leave marks?"

I raised my hands in defeat. "You win. I lose. I give."

"You'd better, mister, or I'll prove it," she remarked sassily before retreating behind the screen once more.

Oh, how I wanted to call her on that just to see what happens, but suddenly found myself utterly afraid of what she would say if I did. I mean we did have that kiss earlier that we both nearly gave in to, but now that she was really here with me, I was having my doubts about how to proceed. 'Should I wait for her to make a move? Should I do it? How should I do it if I'm the one to move first? Would we go further than a kiss? If we do, will I be any good since I've only had sex once? Should I ask her? What will she say if I do ask her? Will she make fun of me for asking? Will she just take the lead? Will I be frightened by the move she makes? How will I know what I'm supposed to do?'