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He is a heaven. A one for which I Could go to Hell.
I blinked my eyes open, basking in the sultry rays of sunshine streaming through the window. Damn, who the hell thought or open the windows that too at this time? And hold up... did I seriously pass out at 1:36 p.m in the afternoon? That's just a pure talent, that I just discovered today.
As I tried to make sense of my hazy situation, the gentle touch of Ciel's sizzling hand on my frosty skin jolted me awake. My head was nestled on his lap, in a position that definitely defied the laws of physics. How the hell did I end up here? And in this provocative pose, no less?
My mind raced with questions, but my body couldn't help but appreciate the unexpected intimacy and heat. Trust me, there's nothing quite like waking up to a warm hand on your chilled flesh. It certainly added a spicy twist to my disoriented state.
Leave it to me to turn an ordinary afternoon nap into a sensual and absurd adventure. Yeah one of another talent in me that I just discovered today. Who needs coherent naps when you can have tangled limbs and disheveled hair? Life is too short for straightforward snoozing, after all. Yeah that's what I thought before passing out, that too on his goddamn lap. God Fuck me already.
I tried to untangle my disheveled self from the unwilled grasp of Ciel. But the biggest disaster was waiting for me with wide open arms, yeah after all I'm the Great. Lilith. Chen. Ciel's eyes were on me, No hint of haziness. Fuck. He already saw me on his lap... literally strangling on his legs.
I tried to come with a excuse. Gosh it will be first time after a decade that I will put excuses to prove myself. "I think I dozed off" woo what an excuse. Wait- who the fuck falls asleep while watching 'Fifty shades of grey' Oh, right. Me. As if I needed another talent to add to my repertoire.
Ciel chuckled, his voice dripping with seduction. "Ahh, yes. Just casually 'sleeping' on my 'lap'. That's definitely a normal occurrence when it comes to being around me," he murmured, his smirk oozing with confidence. This undeniable connection, the haunting effect he had on me, was unlike anything I had ever experienced. It threw me at edge of the world. My heart raced as I met his intense gaze. The air was thick with anticipation, our bodies magnetically drawn towards each other. His devilish smile sent shivers down my spine, and his non existing yet strong cologne wrapped around me like a seductive embrace.
His hand slyly ventured up to my waist, teasingly curious about the forbidden territory it was exploring. What the hell has happened to this innocwnt lamb. Yet I couldn't help but feel a small rush of excitement as his fingers traced delicate patterns along my skin, igniting a fiery sensation within. Just when our lips were about to share a tantalizing connection, he pulled a surprising move. Suddenly, he flipped...He Fucking flipped and not just his mood, but me right off his lap. In that unexpected moment, he bursted into laughter. The fuck I'm going to read the book telling '100 ways to die at a spot' but before it I will kill him. "What the hell Ciel!" Astonished by his move I asked.
He cocked up his eyebrow before his lips twitched into his most devilish smile ever, "What? Were you expecting something Lith?" This man is either wildly naive or dangerously courageous.
"You Fucker" I leaped onto him but in a lightening speed with quick swift he managed to save himself, widening his eyes he stated "Lith I was just playing around." "Should have thought before doing so." Grabbing a pillow randomly from the couch I threw it at him but he douched it again and the pillow fell on the ground. Determined I grabbed another pillow and chased after him. "Aw, come on, Lith, I'm sorry," he giggled as he ran away from me. Seriously, who laughs while apologizing? Only Ciel Hale.
We both ran breathless around each other. Ciel used the couch as a shield. "Lith. Listen — " he was cutt off by his own laugh. The lifeless room was filled with giggles and laughter of ciel, which were sort of soothing to ears "You are dead Ciel Hale." I declare while using the pillow like a sword in a bloody battlefield. He picked up the pillow lying on the floor thrown by me. "Let's see. Lith. Who looses."
He too used his pillow as a only lifeline to fight me, in the battle of pillows, we continued our epic battle of pillows, resulting in both pillows meeting their fluffy demise. The room was transformed into a war zone of feathers, beans, and cotton. It was an absolute mess, but maybe a fun mess. Soon both the pillows died. All its stuffed beans and cotton were all over the room, Discarding the empty cover, we tried to catch our breaths. The intense battle with pillows turned the whole house into a battlefield of feathers, beans, and cotton? Hell yeah.
Ciel grasped my hands forcing me to stumble on the floor with him, he gives me one of his real smile that told how his soul felt right now. He lied quietly on the floor, keeping his arms under his head. God even in this decent position he managed to look like a fucking sin.
