"One Thing"- Chapter 4

I am back now, I'm sorry about my absent for what I think must be Half a year, I've been troubled by school and just only managed to get into a Sixth Form I think that starting to write again might help me think about deadlines and priorities, I have read though my last chapters and I think I know where I am taking this story, please anyone who reviews, for one I am grateful and two please don't hesitate to tell me things such as if I'm going to slow, if the characters are going off track and so on and so fourth, also I am sorry if there are any punctual and grammatical errors... it has never been my strong suite. Enjoy

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Howl scowled at his ceiling while trying unsuccessfully to sleep, he had wanted to stay with Sophie all night, comfort her and keep bad dreams at bay but he knew he couldn't, he would never want to risk upsetting Sophie like that. While his heart chuckled and smiled at Sophie's innocence, his more forth right mind cried mournfully at his inability to show her all that he could do to her without her running away in a bluster of tears. Sighing deeply once again, he closed his eyes and willed himself to sleep, but it was no use as soon as the lids shut there was Sophie, taunting him like a jewel just out of his reach. The more he thought about the situation he found himself in the more he wanted to show Sophie what love he could give her. This was Frustrating him to no end.

After an hour of mental torment he decided there was no use in trying to sleep and sought to formulate a plan to fix the dilemma, if not for the sake of love but for the sake of getting some sleep. He sat stewing in his own thoughts, 'I cannot come on too strong that would only scare her away, but if I treat her like fragile glass we will never..well..uh' Howl's mind started to wander once again into his private fantasies circulating around Sophie, And he was away again; It took him another ten minuets to snap out of it. ' This is ridiculous!' he blustered in his own mind 'She has reduced me to a love sick fool, how can I ever get anything done if I am like this, I she knew what she was doing to me I bet...she..'. A plan started to emerge and take form in his mind. 'of course, ill make her feel the way I do, slowly but surely she will come to understand the way I feel' Howl chuckled to himself as he floated off to sleep, satisfied with the plan that he has now created. Sleep came so easily when he knew that Sophie would soon be his, completely.

The sun glinted off the trinkets and gems in Howl's room and the light pierced his eyes, making him groan and grumble. After such a late night he did not take too kindly to being woken up. He shut his eyes tight and pulled his thick duvet over his head, fighting the inevitable, while he heard a creaking and clinking. Someone was coming into his room, Howl heard sounds of dainty footsteps tip toe into his room, right until he heard them stop right by his side. Next to his ear he heard the whispers of his love. "Howl you've got to wake up now, its morning" Sophie whisper to him, hating to wake him up. Howl decided to put his plan into action and ignored her. "Howl please?" he asked nudging him slightly. Her face was dangerously close to his now, and Howl knew it, taking her by surprise Howls planted his lips softly on hers, he caressed and played with her lips for a good while before pulling away, cheerily saying "morning!" and springing out of bed.

Howl was about to leave his room, but turned back to see the reaction of his love. And there she stoop he face bright red, eyes larger than Howl thought possible, "coming to breakfast?" Howl asked casually, "Yes!" came the squeaky reply he was expecting, Sophie shot past him in a fluster, that blush of hers never getting any duller. Howl tried his best to stifle the laughter that was about to burst forth, he could not believe how adorable his Sophie could be, if he knew that that was all it took to make her blush as bright as a cherry tomato and make her so embarrassed he would be doing that a lot more often.

He composed himself and briskly made his way downstairs eager to see if his blushing beauty was still there, And sure enough there she was at the table looking strangely intrigued by her breakfast plate. Taking his seat at the table he couldn't take his eyes off of her. She was so interesting to him, he didn't think anyone in the world was this innocent, he couldn't believe she had gone through her whole life without once thinking of being with a man or him. That part started to ruffle his feathers, had she never thought of him like that? Had she never wanted to touch him or kiss him? Howl soon forgot he was staring at Sophie and she soon noticed staring back like a deer caught in the headlights. Marcle watched baffled between the couple, getting the feeling he was intruding on something private he off handedly commented, "Adults are weird" before running off to his room.

"H-Howl is there something on my face?" Sophie asked nervously trying to settle the feelings welling up inside of her. Howl took his time replying, struggling to find the right words to say "You are beautiful" he claimed nonchalantly, becoming lost in her. Sophie started feeling funny again, like yesterday, she didn't like it her stomach started feeling more and more tingly, she was about to get up and leave to sort herself out when Howl called out like a starving man for food, "no don't go, please don't". She halted in her tracks and turned round to him slowly, she started to doubt the reliability of her legs. Her gaze fell on his face and she couldn't think of anything but him, his eyes were full of love and sincerity..and something else, but she couldn't place her finger on it, it was swirling around in his eyes right in front of her and she had no idea what it was.

Howl stood up and made his way over to Sophie who was still stood as still as a statue. He gently slid an arm around her waist and pulled her close to him slowly, he made sure to not do any sudden movements, he was still worried about scarring her off. He brought his other hand up to her face and tilted it so she was looking directly at him. He took one moment to admire her before kissing her forehead; Sophie's breath hitched, then her cheek, her eyes, her nose, every part of her face he could touch. And then finally her lips, her kissed them so softly, like she could break into a million pieces at any time, he massaged her lips, tasting her and memorising every aspect of her.

Sophie sighed and relaxed more into his gentle embrace. He eyes slowly shut and her lips, hesitantly moved against his, she didn't know what she was supposed to do nor in fact what she was doing right now, she sighed into his touch. She felt her body tingle as she was pressed more against him, she was about to kiss him back when she felt him leave her suddenly. She opened her eyes and mouth ready to protest only to be met with an uninterested Howl. "work" was the only word she got out of him before he disappeared upstairs.

Howl knew it was cruel on both him and Sophie, but he had to, He needed her to feel that want for him so badly, and he needed her to come to him, to tell him she wanted him, even if she didn't know how. Howl couldn't just force all these knew feelings and thing onto her, he couldn't risk losing her, she would have to come to him and tell him that she wasn't afraid any more and she was ready. Howl sat in his study happy with the mornings work, remembering every cute little detail of her and how soft and pink her lips were. He felt something stir in him, and started to hope that Sophie would come to him soon.

There we are, sorry again about the giant absent, I know its quite fluffy and not very smutty, but I believe the build up is important as well and well I wont hold anything back with the smut, I'm not someone who tastefully does it and skims over, and yes that is a warning ha ha. But yeah anyway I hope you enjoyed it, I would love your feed back and thanks for sticking with it if you read this