Succubus

19- Mist over the sea

*Oona's POV*

I was spent. I lay, panting, holding Andy, unable to think.He kissed me softly, then gently rested his weight on me, putting his head on my shoulder, breathing heavily. The doomed love feelings grew to be prominent in my thoughts again, and I decided that perhaps it was worth dying to have had this one moment.

I was not sure why Andy had made me proclaim my love for him; I knew he was a control freak, I knew he liked feeling empowered. Perhaps it had given him that feeling of authority, of domination? I didn't mind, I was glad to please him. I knew it was not possible for him to have romantic feelings for me. I'd known Andy, after a fashion, for years. He'd only really met me a few hours ago.

I turned my head and found Andy was staring at me. I tried not to get drawn into his eyes, irises once again a tranquil blue. They reminded me of a bright mist over a temperate sea. Though I knew he was probably even more attractive now, I couldn't really tell anymore; when I looked at him, I thought he was gorgeous, and I wanted him, but because of who he was, because he was Andy. "Oona, that wasn't a nightmare earlier, was it?" I shook my head.

I had not put a barrier back on my thoughts.It seemed pointless now. "I am sorry to have deceived you. I didn't know, then, what was happening. I had to find out. You were very agitated. Now I have answers."

Andy was surprisingly calm. He withdrew from me, making me shiver, and rolled to the side. I was scared he would be angry with me, afraid he would turn me away in my last few days of life. That I would, once again, see him only through a mirror. After having known him, the thought seemed to open up like a great void in my stomach, and I felt a bleak sort of terror.

He sensed my anxiety immediately and kissed me gently, clearly confused. "Don't be frightened. We'll fix this, Oona. I won't let you die, no way! Just tell me what's wrong."

I hesitated. "Ok, hold on." I had never cast an enchantment in front of a human; I felt a little vulnerable, but I went to my pack and put a quick little shield over his room. But I suppose Andy wasn't exactly your average human.

Andy watched, fascinated, as the weave assembled and held. I didn't think he could see the energy, but he was nonetheless attentive to my every move. Then I sat down on the bed and told him everything, leaving nothing out.