I giggled at the sensation across my back.

"Stop." Aaron chuckled leaning closer in concentration.

"It tickles."

"You asked me." He reminded me as I let out another chorus of giggled into my arms.

"I-I know." I replied calming myself. "I wanted to spend time with you and this is how you relax."

"So we turn this beautiful body of yours into my own personal canvas." He finished dipping the paintbrush into water and changing the colour.

"Yup."

I relaxed my body a little more trying to get used to the brush strokes against my skin, but each time he placed a little more paint on my back, I couldn't help giggle at its coldness.

"What are you painting?" I asked him curiously feeling the twists of his brush and the occasional dab of the sponge.

"I'm painting us, on you."

I smiled "Then I can't wait for the final piece. My own Craig Tracy."

Since coming back from the lockdown, Aaron had been quiet, locking himself away in what I called his studio and painting what he felt and saw in his sleep. I knew each dream was in fact a nightmare as countless times I had to gently wake him from his consistent thrashing and occasional shouts for help.

However today I decided to sneak in before he could enclose himself into the colourful pit and after some convincing, I was laid on the floor topless and waiting for him to paint.

"I'm done." Aaron informed me, climbing off my back to admire his work. I got up carefully and walked to the mirror to take a look.

I paused to look at his time dedicated in the painting he had done on my skin. The majority of it being dark and twisting whilst in the centre brighter colours were depicted to be growing out, bringing light to the darkness.

"It's beautiful." I whispered.

"You're bringing me into the light after so many years lost in the dark." He replied kissing my forehead gently.

"Can you take a photo?" I asked him wanting to keep this moment.

"I can do better than that.."

****

I sat up slightly, straightening out my back, I looked over my shoulder at Aaron whilst he set up the camera and it's lighting.

"You good?" He asked as I sat in front of a black backdrop.

"Yep."

"Cool, now I'll tweak this." He spoke coming over to position my hair and lift my chin gently. "You're so gorgeous." He whispered causing my lips to pull a smile.

"And here we go." Aaron replied standing behind the camera as he started snapping pictures.

After Aaron had his fill on me being his live model, I got up and fiddled with the camera. Undoing my jeans, I tossed them aside showing off black lace panties.

Once happy, I moved back in front of it and grabbed the scruff of his shirt pulling him into me.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"Only this..." I smirked as the flash went off.

"Oh really?" He laughed as the flash went off again. "Well I better own my masterpiece."

His lips crashed down onto mine sending me weak at the knees. I instantaneously clung onto him around his neck whilst his hands rested on my bum.

"Jump." He whispered pulling back.

I jumped up onto his waist before turning my head to look over my shoulder at the camera.

Once again the flash filled the room.

"Luna. I l-" Aaron paused seemingly struggling to announce one word in his speech.

"I know." I replied giving him some relief. "But I'll wait to hear it."

With a nod he kissed me again before we parted in order to check out our spontaneous photo shoot together.

****

"What are you doing?" I asked standing in the doorway of the studio whilst Aaron clicked away on the computer.

"Uh, editing those photos real quick, like sharpening a few bits up. Layering photos etc. It all come off?" He asked looking over at me.

"I guess." I replied turning and dropping my towel.

I heard the intake of breath and the sound of the chair as his weight shifted of it. I waited patiently until his body lined itself with my back.

"My canvas is bare and all I want to do is paint across your skin again." He replied drawing a finger across my back creating a hard shudder.

A gasp of my own left my lips as he spun me around to face him. "You're driving me insane."

"You make it sound like a bad thing Mr Goodwin.." I replied innocently.

"Not half as bad as the things I want to do to you."  I threw my hands around his neck as he picked me up and carried me from the studio and into the bedroom, only stopping to drop me on the bed.

I rolled onto my front with intentions to crawl up the bed, but Aaron's hand pulled me back under him making me giggle.

"Don't go running now." He chuckled.

"I wouldn't dream of it." I answered sitting up and tugging his shorts down.

I felt his hands plant onto the bed either side of me as we made out. Crawling back with him slowly, he situated himself between my legs. My body arched to meet his, as his hand moved from the bed in favour to run up my leg and body. My teeth gently nipped at his lip causing a low groan to sound from his chest.

I knew what was coming and relaxed my body whilst staring at him as he positioned himself. It was only when our bodies became one that he looked up to make sure I was okay which I confirmed with a moan.

Sliding my hands down his back, I rested them on his hips before encouraging a little movement from him.

"Sure?" He double checked making me nod.

Heaven. That's all I could describe it was as we rolled the bed holding each other smothered in beautiful pain and bliss. As well as a sheen of sweat from the room which seemed a few degrees to hot.

From the biting of skin to the pulling of hair, I couldn't stop myself falling for the man I had come to love. The way he knew my body like the back of his hand and understood the moment I hissed at his continuous thrusting. The fast pumping was filled with the equal amount of gentle hip movements settling my body to simmer along with his.

This was us, raw. Bare and naked of any bullshit. This was love.

My panting became louder as Aaron's pace quickened, his brows furrowed together in stress letting me know that he was almost at peak.

"Give it to me." I ordered as my nails dug into the flesh of his back.

"Fuck." He cursed nuzzling my head aside to bury his face into my neck.

"Come for me daddy."

I almost yelped at the harder thrust from calling him that. I had never taken him for the kink type but he seemed to enjoy it every time I used it.

His face came back into view as he pushed his forehead against mine as he finished. His jaw trembling as my body shivered and shook under his.

A smile pulling across my teeth as he fell against my body.

"Fuck."

I giggled holding onto him with my legs still secured around his back. "I got you." I whispered.

"Luna?" He spoke making me look at him as he got up.

"Yeah?"

"We need to have a chat."

My heart dropped and the feeling of euphoria seemed to take a high jump out of my body.

"Oh. Okay." I worried sitting up.

"You.. You're perfect. You are. But it's me."

My eyes began trying to read what he was gonna say before I could hear the words that would most likely destroy me.

"But I can't hold it off anymore... You deserve more."

"Aaron.."

"No let me finish..." He insisted taking my hand. "I-" he paused frowning before looking a little upset.

"Hey, it's okay.." I replied. Even now whilst I contemplated that my heart was going to be blown from chest, I still wanted to comfort him.

"I love you." He stated making everything in my mind stop.

"What?"

"I-"

"Say it again." I spoke tuning everything into his lips.

"I. Love. You."

Not knowing if it was the emotions from our lovemaking or if it was the last piece falling into place, I cried throwing myself into his arms.

"Hey. Hey what's wrong?" He asked pulling me back.

"I thought you were gonna ditch me." I answered.

"God no. Hell no. Come here. You're mine now Ms Kasper Clarke. All mine and you know why?"

I shook my head.

"Because I, Aaron Goodwin, love you, Luna Kasper Clarke." He stated wiping my tears away.

"I love you too. "

"Well good cause I was thinking it was just one sided then!" He laughed.

I shook my head in reply "Never."

"Stop the tears then. I have one more question?"

"Okay."

"Would you have any objections of laying here for the rest of the night in my arms?" He asked making me smile.

"Absolutely not. You daft fool."

He grinned pulling me under his arm and closer to his body. "Dump you? I'd have to be certifiably mad to do that. You're my world and Lunar Moon."