⚠️WARNING🔞: This page contains a bit of sexual content. If you're not comfortable with it, please do not read this.

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After what feels like hours of rounds, a realization just comes into me.

"Oh, no!" I shout in between kisses and shove his chest away so that our lips separate, giving myself a chance to talk since he shows no interest to spare me.

Thankfully, I succeed. Ryan pauses and lifts his face to look down at me. His brows furrowed, indicating a mixture of confusion and annoyance.

"What?"

"The 29th only comes every four years!"

"Huh?" His frown grows deeper, and his jaw drops open.

"February 29th. It only comes once every four years."

"Oh, that." He relaxes his eyebrows, letting them go back to their original places. "So?"

"So, how are we supposed to celebrate our anniversary?!"

"Oh, Gosh, I thought it was something serious." He rolls his eyes and sighs, shaking his head slightly as if my words are the hilarious things he has ever heard.

"I'm serious!" I exclaim in frustration. "Doesn't this mean we can't celebrate our special day annually?"

"Leo, st一."

"Oh, no. Why did I choose today of all days to come and find you? I should have done it long ago. I'm so stupid."

"Huh, no. You c一"

"Or I should have just waited for tomorrow or something. It was so wrong of me to come today!"

"Leo stops." He places his index finger on my parted lips, stopping me from uttering more words. "Listen to me."

Instead of saying yes, I nod my head in understanding, remaining silent so he can pick up his words.

"I agree with the first one. You should have done it a long time ago. Coming to find me, I mean. But I totally disagree with the second one. Tomorrow means one more day waiting. I can't stand it."

This time, I roll my eyes. "Now, what're we going to do?" I take his hand away from my lips.

"Leo, I've told you. Stop fussing about it."

"But一"

"Ssh." His finger finds its way back to the same place, which is my lips, as he shushes me. "Why care about this so-called anniversary thing that only happens once a year? Why not just make every day special?"

"Make every day special? How?"

"Doing what a couple should do, of course. You know, stripping down to our birthday suits and enjoying a game where two sweaty bodies get entangled in some places. And一"

"Shut up! Have you no shame to speak such a thing out loud?!" I bite his finger to free my lips so that I can scold this perverted boyfriend of mine to my heart's content.

"Ouch, baby. It hurts!"

"Serve you right. Does your brain ever think of anything else besides sex?!" I groan and shove him away, yet his body doesn't even budge.

Either he is strong, or I get weak due to those many rounds in bed, I am not sure. The only thing I know is that I am still trapped inside his warm and muscular arms.

"An artist's brain is quite sentimental, you know." He chuckles and leans down to place a smooch on the tip of my nose. "Oh, I have an idea. How about you pose naked for me to draw one day? I will paint and hang it right here to make every night special."

"In your dream!"

"Nah, it is already a reality. Aren't you naked right now?"

"You're a pervert."

"Don't be so agitated, sweetheart. How about this? To play it fair, I'll paint my nude picture for you to hang in your room, too. Deal?"

"No deal! Don't even t一 Emm..."

He cuts me off, leaving me unable to finish my words again. But this time, it is different. Instead of the salty fingertips, a pair of soft and wet flesh that tastes like toothpaste and strawberry is placed on my lips, covering my cakehole completely and preventing me from breathing out a word. The kiss turns deep instantly as his calloused fingers begin to roam around like an octopus, exploring my body passionately and awakening every sensitivity in me.

I know where this leads!

"Hey, how many rounds has it been already? I am sore all over! Give me a break!" I mumble through a kiss, lightly hitting his broad chest.

"Darling, a break is only for the weak."

Before I can protest any further, his skillful fingers begin to negotiate with my little brother down there, letting a moan escape my mouth instead of a thousand words I have thought of complaining.

He pauses the kiss, but not his hands, to lift his face to meet mine. I can see affection in those beautiful eyes as he peers into mine. However, there is also one extra thing radiating from that pair of jet black eyes.

Lust.

"Beautiful. Let me hear more of you. Moan, like there is no tomorrow, baby. We have the whole house to ourselves."

His hand's movement is getting faster, and so is my breath. It is like he has taken note of all erogenous areas of my body, for he skillfully traces his hand on every inch of my skin, caressing and squeezing places that needed this kind of attention. I completely lose my mind under his touch, finding myself at his mercy every time he executes the right action at the right place. I am so helpless as I can't do anything but let out a whimper that seems to escape my lips without me knowing.

"I love your voice so much, Leo. I'll never get tired of listening to it."

Beaming with pride at my helplessness, he leans down to trail kisses all over my face and keeps going down, leaving marks in the process as if wanting to stamp me as his.

I know he is mumbling something as he showers my body with his hickeys, but I am too occupied to hear. Despite those old times just now, my body is getting hot again. My sanity is nowhere to be found, making me lose track of everything around me.

But there is one thing I am still sure of.

I need to call in for a sick leave tomorrow. Given how he shows no intention of sparing me from his bed today, I don't think I am able to get out of bed when the sun is up.

~END OF THE STORY 100% MATCH~