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Chapter 57: Am I A Teddy Bear?

Chapter 57: Am I A Teddy Bear?

(Karsten)

Her tiny snores filled the air around me as she slept like a tiny kitten curled up on my arm. One of her hands rested underneath her cheek while the other was on my arm. Her long lashes cast shadows under her eyes.

If only I could just throw away her wig and let her real hair spread all around her shoulders.

No matter how much I tried to keep my head straight and not stare at her, my eyes betrayed me every second.

Unhealthy—I was developing an unhealthy obsession with watching her and being soothed by her presence.

Why did I even invite her to sleep on my arm? Wasn’t she peacefully lying on the pillow?

Nah! She was secretly watching me when I was on the couch and invited me to sleep on the bed beside her.

But, she only did it so I could have the blanket too.

My mind had a thousand contrasting arguments going on.

Never thought having a fake girlfriend would be this difficult.

Where did the fake act end and feelings begin?

Seriously! I had not the slightest clue.

My cock was still hard and itching even though I had spent so much time unloading it in the shower.

Soon, Arata, I will have you, I promised her.

Pensively breathing out, I snatched my gaze away from her innocent face and closed my eyes. But she chose exactly that time for her hand to snake closer and land on my chest. She scooted towards me. Her softness melded with my rigid body. Arata’s touch was like a liquid current that hit right into my crouch, and I went even harder.

’Fuck! Arata, you will be the death of me,’ I grumbled and tried to remove her arm from my naked chest, only for her to snuggle even closer.

Perfect! But I had only myself to blame for this.

Next, her leg landed right on my balls, almost crushing them under her knee. I bunched up my lips so tight so as not to cry over from the immeasurable pain shooting through me.

Stars danced in front of my eyes from the sudden impact and curses flew out of my mouth before I clamped it shut again.

Fuck! Fuck!

Slowly, I slid her knee away from my aching balls so they wouldn’t be bruised beyond repair, but she slid it right back up while her arm tightly coiled around my torso. Her face buried into my chest.

With my teeth digging into my lower lip, I watched her sleep so comfortably as if she was hugging her favourite teddy bear.

"Don’t....let...sleep," she mumbled in her sleep and held me tightly. A few creases formed on her perfect forehead.

Slowly, I rubbed the ridges on her forehead, and they melted away under my touch. Peace returned to her face, whatever she had experienced, I hoped it was gone.

A yawn left me, and calmness washed over me; my eyes closed slowly and soon, I drifted off as well with her in my arms.

A dull shriek woke me up and I found something struggling in my hold like a fish out of water.

What the hell was going on?

My mind took a few seconds to return to reality, and I saw Arata with a horrified expression, trying to escape my stronghold. I was holding her too tightly in both my arms.

"Let go, why are you hugging me to sleep? Didn’t you say you won’t touch me?" She grunted in annoyance and embarrassment.

What time even was it?

This woman came to me herself, almost crushed my balls and was now blaming me. I slowly removed my arms from around her, letting her escape and scramble away. The loss of touch left me slightly empty.

"Didn’t take you for a liar," she accused again and I had to rake my hand through my hair to calm myself down before I snapped at her.

"You came to me, landed your whole body on me. I tried to push you away, but like an octopus, you stuck to me with all your tentacles. So don’t blame me for the sleeping situation, Miss Arata," I calmly pointed out to her as she watched me with narrowed eyes like that chicken in Despicable Me 2.

"You almost crushed me under those heavy arms of yours," she accused not finding any fault with her actions. "Besides, I was asleep, and you were awake."

"Yeah! Like I said before. I don’t touch women without their consent, I am not an asshole." Throwing away the blanket, I climbed out of bed before she caused more chaos. Heading to the bathroom I threw cold water on my face to fully wake myself up.

I was astonished to find that I hadn’t stirred the whole night. It was morning and I had slept through the night with her tucked in my arms. Being a very light sleeper, I didn’t get much blissful sleep, but this was the second time with her that I had been so calm at night.

Clutching the washbasin I stared at my reflection for a while and reminded myself this was not going in the desired direction. I had to keep her at a distance, we were getting too close.

After my morning rituals, I grabbed the desired attire and put it on before exiting the washroom. She was holding on to some of her clothes when I exited the bathroom. Seeing me, she tried to speak, but I cut her to it.

"You can use it. Get ready. We are leaving after breakfast," I told her coldly, and without glancing at her again, I walked out of the room, giving her privacy.

I knew I had spoken to her rudely and she must be cursing me inside her head. She already found me too cold and aloof but it was better this way.

Taking long strides, I headed to my grandma’s room; I needed to spend some alone time with her. She was the only woman who understood me to some extent and didn’t question every decision I made or judge me the way I was.

Knocking on the door, I took permission and entered her room.

"Mi niño (my boy), you are here." Her face brightened seeing me as she comfortably sat on her rocking chair and sipped on her morning tea.

I proceeded and settled down on the rug near her where her legs rested and placed my head on them.

Her affectionate hand rested on my head and she gently rubbed.

"Did you fight with Arata?"

How did she always know? But I guess that was the charm of grandmothers.

"Not really, only slightly because she was at fault," I mumbled, enjoying her affection.

She heartily giggled.

"She is a good one, Moonbeam. Don’t break her heart. The matters of the heart can take drastic turns, even when you are careful," her words struck a chord in my heart.

Did she know that we were most likely faking it?

"I won’t, grandma..."

How could I break her heart, we weren’t in love. Just two grown-ups benefitting from each other. Well, it was mostly me but she was a willing participant.

"I know you will always make the right choices. Don’t lose her."

Even Grandma could see the goodness Arata held. She had a light which drew people towards her and I only hoped that I wouldn’t extinguish it with my darkness.