A night unexpected (Aesop Sharp X Reader)

20- Vulnerability

You realized the first kiss was not from the potion. The kiss that could make the stars move. The earth tremble. The sun and moon smile. The kiss that makes your heart race...it was all him.

His hand slid from your face to the small of your back as he held you against him. You felt his heart pounding against your chest and you were sure he felt yours. His tongue softly parted your mouth and you let him in. You were already embraced but you wanted him closer. You wanted him. You needed him.

As you felt the prickle of his beard and tasted his lips you realized there was a different taste this time. Something familiar like....honey.

Honey?

You snapped back and whipped your head around the room, Sharp held onto you in confusion.

"Is something wrong? What are you looking for?" He asked.

Then you saw it. Some vials on the desk in the corner of his room. You let go of him and walked over to pick one up, examining the contents. It was still neon blue but now there were swirls of green dancing in the liquid, the colors complimented each other with every movement.

"Did you?..."

You turned around to face him again, he stood still and looked away, a little embarrassed.

"I've...I've been spending some time to perfect it, since you were training, I wanted to help..."

He walked toward you now and took the vial from you before placing it down carefully in a box by the window.

"You...you did that for me?"

He looked at you with an amused face as he turned back around- almost like you had asked him the most ridiculous thing he's ever heard.

"Of course I did. I'd do anything for you."

"Like drink a potion you didn't know would work? With no supervision?" You teased now.

He chuckled and rolled his eyes before wrapping his arms around you again.

"You are one to talk. Besides, I am a potions master, of course it worked."

He kisses you again but this time brought his lips to your ear.
"Although...I may have made one mistake."

The sudden rumble in his voice caused you to lose your balance and your hands pressed on his desk behind you. He was leaning into you now as he whispered again.

"I may have put too much...honey."
You could hear the smirk in his voice when he said honey, you've had this conversation before, the sudden realization made your face heat and your legs a little weak.

"O-Oh?" Is all you could muster.

"Maybe..." He whispered again. "Or maybe I'm using an excuse. Who knows."

He pushed himself against you now, you could feel how hard he was as your leg was between his. Your breath hitched as he placed his lips onto your neck.

"W-wait." You stuttered. "You just drank a potion. W-we can't -"

You gasped as he nibbled you. His teeth were hard but still forgiving on your skin.

"Hmm? Did you say something?"

You're sure his voice lowered an octave as he teased you. You pressed your hand against his chest to steady yourself and he felt warm against your palm. Your fingers moved a little as you could feel his scar that branched on his skin like lightning.

A squeal escaped your mouth as he grabbed your behind and lifted you onto the desk. His eyes grew intense at your response.

"More." He growled.