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☾︎ Maeve ☽︎
My eyes flicker open, trying to adapt to the warm sunlight beaming through the curtains.
The aroma of fresh food penetrates my nostrils, making my eyes open instantly to look if Silas is still laying next to me.
I rotate my head towards the side, sighing when I don't see Silas lying beside me.
I let my head fall back on my pillows, closing my eyes for a couple of minutes more before I stand up.
I head into the bathroom, pulling on the hair tie in my hair, making the brown wavy strands dangle loose over my back.
I start the shower, turning up the temperature to warm it up. I strip out of my clothes, grabbing a towel as I place it on an empty shelf.
I step into the shower, letting the water pour from my head, down until it reaches my legs.
I spend another 15 minutes cleaning myself up until I turn the running water back off, grabbing the towel and wrapping it around my body.
I try to dry myself as I brush my teeth before stepping out of the bathroom covered with a bit of steam.
I step near the closet, searching for some comfortable but pretty clothes to change in.
Eventually, I decide to change into a thin black shirt, wearing a light blue coloured blouse on top of that. I then also change into a wrapped skirt that almost reaches the place above my knees.
I fix my hair into a low braid, a few of the wet strands falling out of it but I don't bother to fix the braid again.
I make my way out of the room, picking up my phone and purse along the way. I walk off the stairs, rushing into the kitchen where Silas is indeed cooking breakfast.
"I still have to get used to this," I groan, pushing the fallen strands of my hair away from my face as I step into the kitchen, seeing Silas' eyes lift to look at me.
He sends me a smile, "Used to what?"
I yawn, sitting in the chair at the kitchen counter as I try to get rid of the sleepiness fogging my mind even though I had just taken a shower, "Used to not feeling a warm breeze as soon as I wake up."
The weather back in Italy was warmer than I thought it would be.
A chuckle slips from between Silas' lips as he proceeds to make breakfast, putting it on the empty plates when he finished cooking it.
"You look gorgeous," Silas smiles, tilting his body over the counter as he lifts my chin with his index finger.
I smile up at him, feeling how he presses a gentle kiss against my lips while smiling- I love it when he does that - His hand snakes around my neck, curling his fingers around the skin.
I sense a smirk starting to build up on his lips, the light touch of his fingers making my eyes flutter even more shut.
He chuckles before pulling away, placing a few pecks on my lips again, "Eat your breakfast."
I lean my head to the side, trying to comprehend if he truly had said that.
I'll remember this for later, just wait.
"Mhm," I hum, trying to prevent myself from smirking at the thoughts I'll be doing to him later.
His eyebrows pinch together as he tilts his body away from me.
He leans his head to the side as he places both of his hands on the kitchen counter, making his veins pop out of his skin.
"What? I don't receive a snarky or even a desperate comment back from you?" He questions in confusion and I lift my shoulders in a shrug.
I ignore him as I take a bite from my food, "Are you going to ignore me now, hm?" He laughs, brushing his hand through his black wavy hair.
"I'm not going to ignore you," I chuckle, glancing up at him ad I continue eating, my reaction making him grow even more troubled.
"Then why are you acting like this?" He raises another question, narrowing his eyes as he tries to get a glimpse of my desperateness, which I for a fact don't have.
My face revolves into a frown, "Like what?"
He sighs, slightly glaring at me when I act all stupid.
"You're acting... Weird. Normally you would've tried to make me pissed or something and now you're just sitting there." He groans, knowing that this doesn't bother me.
That's because I'm going to remind you of what you promised to me back then in Italy.
"If I didn't know better I would think you are the one getting desperate." I look up at him, my voice sounding innocent as I proceed to taunt him.
I know that sooner or later he'll be showing his desperateness. Very soon, trust me.
He scoffs, avoiding eye contact with me as he walks around the kitchen counter with his head tilted to the side.
"In your dreams, amore." He says sarcastically, sending me a smile that screams sassiness.
Let's see if he'll still say that later.
"Why are you so worked up about this?" I raise a question, ignoring how he tries to make me pissed so early in the morning- Or afternoon- Either way he shouldn't make me pissed.
"Me? Worked up?" He scoffs, "I'm not worked up about this."
I hum, enjoying my breakfast while he's most likely having a meltdown right now.
I sigh and stand up, not being able to eat a whole ass meal just after I woke up. I mean, at least I did eat something?
"I'm going to the library," I smile at him, clutching my purse against me as I head over to the door of the kitchen.
His head snaps towards me in a quick move, "I can take you there,"
"In your dreams, mi amore," I repeat his sentence as I give him a teasing smile, exiting the kitchen as I make my way outside.
ϟ Silas ϟ
What the fuck?
Something is terribly wrong with her. Why didn't she get pissed after I kissed her and told her to eat her breakfast?
My Maeve would get pissed. Really fucking pissed, but she isn't.
What is she planning?
I should've just made her a library here, in this house. I mean, I still can.
"For fuck sake," I cuss, leaving the kitchen after I ate breakfast to change into some decent clothes.
☾︎ Maeve ☽︎
I let my eyes trail over the numerous books on the shelves like I did for the past 40 minutes. The library is empty and quiet like always.
I freaking love that I have this whole place for myself, no other people, just quietness.
Goodbye anxiety.
I get out a few books, examining the title as I read the back. I ignore the way how my phone keeps ringing, catching a glimpse of Silas' name on my screen.
I heave a sigh and pick up my phone when it keeps buzzing, deciding to send him one message.
FROM SILAS
If you don't answer me back I'll start thinking something is wrong and I'll send my whole fucking security to the library.
I know he doesn't bluff, he proved that to me when he sent his security to watch me in Italy, only for him to go himself.
FROM SILAS
Amore, stop ignoring me.
FROM ME
I'm not ignoring you. I'm reading.
FROM SILAS
Oh, you're reading?
FROM ME
Yes, I am.
I roll my eyes when he keeps texting me, a specific text capturing my attention.
FROM SILAS
Stop rolling your eyes, amore.
My eyes snap up from my phone, my gaze instantly locking with the black-haired boy standing in front of me, leaning his back against the wall.
"Of course, you followed me." A laugh escapes my mouth, sounding more sarcastic than I intended it to be.
"I like the library too. I didn't follow you," He shrugs, pushing himself off the wall.
"You're being a little hopeless today, don't you think?" I smirk, teasing him as I pick out a book that caught my eye earlier, sitting at a table before I open the book.
I hear him scoff, slightly humming while my eyes scan over the first words written on the white pages.
"You're being a little weird today, don't you think?" He turns the question around as he makes his way around the table and I hear his footsteps behind me.
"Weird? How am I doing weird?" I chuckle, not lifting my eyes away from the book.
My jaw ticks when he bends his body over me, his lips brushing over my ear as it sends shudders down my spine.
"Well, I know for a fact that my Maeve wouldn't be this calm when I'm teasing her." He whispers and I can sense the smirk on his face already.
"Your Maeve?" I scoff, ignoring how he presses light kisses against my jawline.
"Yes. My Maeve, my girl, my fiancee, in other words, mine." He repeats the same words in my ear, making my cheeks go red.
I shake my head while laughing, "And what, you're like my Silas?"
"Smartass," He chuckles and I stand up from my chair at the exact moment he decides to kiss that particular spot under my ear.
He'll have me on my knees in no time when he does that...
I clear my throat, "I'll see you at home,"
I manage to prevent myself from bursting out laughing when I hear him sigh, almost whining.
It's funny how his men are so scared of him, while in reality, he's a big- no enormous softie. Only for me though, but I can live with that.
"Why don't you lash out at me? You could even make jokes about seeing naked guys on your phone, just say something." He groans and I shake my head, continuing to walk towards the exit.
"I'll see you at home, bye now Silas," I repeat my words, waving back while I keep my eyes focused on the door.
He is too oblivious.
~ ~ ~
I sort all the books that I took from the library on the shelves in my and Silas' bedroom.
Talking about Silas, he's being all grumpy downstairs. Refusing to talk to me.
Does he want me to insult him or something? What a weird guy... My weird guy.
I turn around, startled by Silas' figure leaning against the door, closing it with the help of his back.
"Can you stop startling me," I sigh, placing my hand on top of my racing heart.
"You're planning something. What is it?" He speaks up, his eyes slightly narrowed as he glares at me.
I'm not even planning anything besides the fact that I'll be reminding him about the promise he made to me.
I tilt my head to the side, heaving a sigh as he takes quick steps towards me, his eyebrows raised waiting for an answer.
"What's that one thing you told- no promised me?" I pretend to think while his eyebrows pinch together.
"When we get back home I'll let you dominate me again without fighting you," I remind him of his own words and his eyes slightly expand.
Hm, that's what I thought.
His expression tells me that he forgot about his promise, his hand rubbing his face as he sighs.
"For fuck sake, that's why you've been acting like this?" He curses out and I hum.
"I mean I indeed was pissed at you for suddenly kissing me and then telling me to eat my breakfast." I glare at him, a smile forming on his face when I tell him that.
"There you are again," He smirks, wrapping his arms around my waist, his lips caressing mine softly.
"Don't change the topic, Silas." I roll my eyes and he scoffs.
"I'm not, Maeve." The corners of his lips move up into a smirk, "I promised you so do whatever you want. I won't protest." He whispers, skimming his fingers over my arms.
I smile at his response, unbuttoning the buttons of his white blouse.
The fabric slips on the ground, making him breathe heavily when I slide my hands from his chest down to his abs.
"Cazzo," He cusses under his breath, a smirk on my face as my fingers make contact with his belt. The belt.
I undo his belt, sliding it out of the belt loops.
"You're not thinking about-," He tries to say but stops when I gaze up at him with an expression he knows damn well.
"Yes, I am," I reply before making him sit down on the bed.
He heaves a deep sigh and I notice how his jaw clenches, but that only makes me chuckle as I slip off the skirt I'm wearing, leaving me in my underwear as I straddle his lap.
He inhales deep as his hands wander up to my back. I smirk as I push his hands away from me, placing the belt next to us for when I need it.
I pull back to look at him, pressing a kiss on his lips without hesitation. A smirk builds upon his lips as he kisses me back.
My hand wanders between our bodies, finding the zipper of his pants as I unzip them.
I strip out of the light blue blouse I'm wearing doing the same to my thin black shirt, only leaving me in my black bra as I drop the rest on the ground.
"You're killing me," Silas mutters, his hard-on pressed against his pants.
I chuckle as I get off his lap, motioning for him to lift his hips up.
And when he does I curl my fingers around his pants and boxers at the same time, pulling them down before plopping them on the ground too.
"Look at you," I tease him, "All exposed to me."
Silas' glare pierces through me as his chest rises and falls fast, the veins in his arms looking even more mesmerizing right now.
"It's nothing you haven't seen," He talks back. I hum, lowering myself slowly as my knees touch the ground.
"I want to watch how you pleasure yourself," I smirk as I glance up at him. His face turns into a frown, trying to comprehend if I really had said that.
ϟ Silas ϟ
My mouth slightly drops open at her request, my ears not believing what they have heard.
She blinks up at me, the look in her eyes expresses innocent. But she's nothing close to it.
"I'll make it easier for you," She smirks, dripping her saliva down onto my groin making it drip down the length.
She grabs my hand, making it enclose on the base of my dick.
Oh, fucking hell. She looks terribly hot.
She smiles as she gazes up at me, "You can do the rest by yourself, right?"
My jaw clenched as I do what she asks me. I slowly start to stroke up and back down.
I let my head fall with a sigh, pumping my hand faster as I feel her eyes puncture through me, turning me on even more.
My head lifts as I glance at her. She breaths heavily, her thighs pressing against each other as I stroke my dick faster.
My eyes shut close when I feel her hand trail up my leg, resting on my knee.
"Mhm, good boy." She whispers, my eyes snapping open at the nickname as I'm at the edge of cumming.
Right when I'm about to come, something- someone stops me.
I breathe hard as I glare at Maeve, who's now ripping my hand away from my length.
Did she- For fuck sake.
☾︎ Maeve ☽︎
I ignore the glare Silas sends me when I stop him from coming.
"Your hands," I motion to him that he has to put his hands behind his back, causing his mouth to slightly drop open.
He fights the urge to protest and puts his hands behind his back, "Of course, amore." He talks, a hint of sarcasm in his tone, his breathing still heavy.
I roll my eyes at his tone and fasten the belt around his hands that are lying behind his back. I make the belt tighter so that he wouldn't be able to slip out of it.
I wander my right hand up to his thigh and I notice how his body tenses up when my hand wraps itself around his length.
Lord have mercy.
I already notice how he tugs on the belt, irritated because he's not able to touch me.
"If I see that you're trying to be quiet I'll stop, understood?" I stare up at him, knowing that he'd probably going to get back to me for this.
He nods his head, "I need words, mi amore." A smirk eases on my lips again, I love stealing his lines.
"Yes. I fucking understand," He speaks through gritted teeth and I hum at his words, slowly stroking my hand up and down his dick.
He lets out a breathy sigh, letting his head fall back when I slide my finger over his tip.
"Fucking hell," He curses when my mouth makes contact with his tip, my tongue swirling around it which makes him nearly shake under my touch.
I listen to him groan while he tries to free his hands out of the belt, wanting to fist my hair around his hand like he always does.
Too bad he can't.
I suck on the tip, taking him deeper as my head bobs while doing so.
My attention goes back to this magnificent man before me again.
His head tipped back as his adam's apple bobs, his mouth open while mesmerizing sounds slip from his lips.
I place my hands on his knees, bobbing my head faster and he starts moaning louder, meaning that he's getting close.
His voice comes raspy as he throbs in my mouth, on the edge of cumming. And right when he's about to, I stop.
My mouth forms a thin line as he breathes hard, his jaw clenched as he lowers his head slowly, glaring at me.
I get off my knees with a small smile on my face, "How does it feel to get what you want only for them to stop?" I ask him.
His eyes pierce right through mine, his teeth gritted but no words leave his mouth.
I straddle his lap like I did earlier, but this time his eyes are forced shut as he lets out a moan, feeling how his dick brushes against my clothed core.
"I said, how does it feel?" I repeat my question, sending him the same glare back.
"Irritating," He whispers out, "It's fucking irritating."
A smile revolves on my lips when he finally gave in, "That's what I thought."
"I'm going to untie you, but you won't take control. Alright?" I tell him, his eyes snapping back to mine at what I said.
"Fuck, yeah alright." He blurts and I raise my eyebrows, looking down at him.
"I promise, I won't take control unless you want me to." He mumbles and I slowly loosen his hands in approval.
I unfasten the belt around his hands, letting it fall on the ground as he brings his hands away from his back.
I nod towards the space on the bed behind him and he takes the hint, pushing himself to the middle of the bed.
I place my hand on his chest, slowly making him lay back while I feel his length poke against my inner thigh.
I bend my body down as I leave a kiss on his lips, doing the same but now moving down.
A shiver runs through my body when I feel his cold hands caress the skin of the back of my legs, sliding them up my waist.
I plant a kiss on the side of his neck, his body tensing up like he always does when I kiss his sweet spot.
"Is this okay?" Silas asks and I frown until I feel his hand between us, sliding down my stomach.
I almost moan right away because of the coldness of his hand and I nod, "Of course."
I continue to leave my soft kisses along the skin of his neck, sucking as I create purple marks on him.
I freeze when I feel his hand slip into my underwear, instantly sliding down my folds.
I let my head fall on Silas' chest, my hands gripping his arms when he circles my clit with his thumb.
"You're drenched, amore." He whispers in my ear, his voice snapping me back to reality as I kiss his sweet spot, feeling how he stops his movements on me.
"Shit." He moans softly before he kisses the side of my hair.
"I need you," He whispers and I chuckle, raising my eyebrows while I look down at him waiting for him to say one simple word.
He breathes heavily, "Please? I need you so bad, please."
Not so scary after all.
"Anything you want, mi amore." I smirk feeling how he undoes my bra with only one hand, pushing my underwear to the side.
I lift myself up and take hold of the base of his dick, guiding it towards my entrance.
I inhale deeply before I slowly sink down, feeling how his size stretches me out like he always does.
Silas instantly moans, his hands latched to my hips as he stops me from moving, his eyes forced shut.
"Wait, don't move..." He whispers, his voice barely coming out of his throat.
"Cazzo, Maeve you're driving me insane." He mumbles, his chest lifting and falling rapidly before he helps me sink down again, slow.
I support myself on my arms, my head falling in the crook of Silas' neck as I slowly start to grind against him, lifting myself before moving down.
I press a kiss on his neck as I feel my stomach start tightening while Silas keeps moaning in my ear.
"Silas," I breathe, sending him a look that makes him smirk instantly.
He snakes an arm around my waist before turning us around, my back crashing with the soft mattress.
He pulls himself out, sliding my underwear all the way off as he throws it on the floor before entering me again.
He bends over me, cupping my cheek as I dig the back of my head into the mattress, feeling too much pleasure.
Silas spreads my legs wider, bringing them closer to my chest as he bucks his hips faster, the sound of my wetness and our skin resounding through the room.
"So gorgeous," He breathes, taking hold of my jaw before he turns my head to the right, making my eyes meet with the huge mirror on the wall.
His head turns to look into our reflections, our eyes meeting as he smirks before looking at me.
He dips his head low resulting in his mouth sliding over my ear, "Too gorgeous," Silas whispers.
His hand roams down between us, rubbing my clit in quick motions as my back arches off the bed, moans slipping out of my mouth.
"Shit, right there." I whimper as he keeps hitting the same spot that makes me see stars.
"Silas, I'm- shit." I try to speak but he places his mouth on mine, already knowing what I was going to say as my legs start shaking.
My eyes roll to the back of my head as I come all around his dick, my hands fisting the bedsheets.
Silas keeps pounding inside of me until a loud moan leaves his mouth, he pulls out before he cums all over his hand, some of it dripping down on my stomach.
He breathes hard, placing a kiss on my forehead while I let my eyes close, hearing how he gets off the bed.
He comes back a few minutes later, wet cloth in his hands as he starts cleaning me up, whispering soothing phrases in my ear.
Oh God, I love him so much.
~ ~ ~
I laugh when Silas hums in satisfaction, laying his head on my naked boobs like I had promised back in Italy.
His legs are tangled between mine, his right hand intertwined with mine as he draws shapes on my skin with his fingers.
"Your boobs are comfortable," He mumbles, almost on the edge of dozing off.
"Thanks, mi amore." I chuckle, not knowing what else I have to respond to that.
"I love you," He breathes, being careful not to hurt my boobs when he slightly turns his head to the side, the action making me laugh.
"I love you too," I reply, covering us with the blankets before my left hand latches into his black soft hair.
I caress and play with his hair until he falls asleep, not even noticing that I fell asleep right after.
His hair is softer than mine, I'm jealous.
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Maeve please give us a chance oml 😫
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