Tessia Eralith POV
A/N: part of this chapter is 18+ I will indicate where it starts. You can skip it if you feel uncomfortable.
I stood there in the white hallway hugging myself, feeling empty as tears fell down my face. It felt like my entire world was gone, in a way, it was. I felt my body start to shake, as I was about to have another mental breakdown, unable to handle what was happening.
As I stood there shaking, I felt someone pull me into a hug. "Shhh, I'm here sweetie. I'm so sorry." My mom said as she held me tight. I broke down crying again, as I wrapped my arms around my mom, and brought her into a tight hug.
"Merial, Tessia, it's time." Dad said in a low voice. Mom stepped away from me, and wiped the tears from my face. She brushed her hands down my black elven dress as she sighed. "Ok. Let's go." Mom said in a solemn tone.
Mom took my hand, as dad stood beside me as we walked to the door to the room. Dad opened the door and revealed several benches side by side filled with people, with an aisle in the middle, with a black rug. At the end of the rug was a casket. The three of us walked inside the room, and slowly walked down the aisle.
As we made it to the front of the room, I looked to my right, and saw the Leywins sitting in the front row, holding each other as they cried. I looked back at the casket, and saw gramps looking down at the body inside, as tears fell from his face. Grandpa turned to look at me, and gave a sigh.
He pulled me into a hug which I returned, I felt my eyes hurt from crying so much. "I'm sorry, little one." Grandpa said.
I sniffled as we broke the hug. Grandpa stepped out of the way so I could see the casket. I took a deep breath as I walked forward, and stood next to it with my eyes closed. Taking one more breath, I opened my eyes, and felt a dagger pierce through my heart.
Inside the casket was his body. The body of the boy I loved with all my heart. Art's, but he looked unscathed, almost like he was just asleep. I gently took my hand and ran my fingers through his auburn hair.
"I'm sorry. I should've fought harder. I couldn't save you, I'm sorry," I said.
I felt myself about to break again, so I turned to walk away when I felt someone grab my wrist. I turned around wide eyed and saw Art staring at me with blood leaking from his eyes and mouth.
I tried to pull my arm away but he pulled me closer as he sat up. His other hand wrapped around my throat and squeezed tightly, restricting my breathing. I tried to say his name, to call for help, but nothing came out.
"Why? Why didn't you save me?! Why weren't you there for me! You said you'd always be there for me!" Art yelled.
I mouthed that I was sorry, but no words came out. I became light headed as I slowly lost consciousness, and darkness took over me.
My eyes shot open, and I was breathing heavily. I looked around with just my eyes and noticed I was at the Helstea's, and my head was resting on Art's shoulder. Art laid there wearing his white T-shirt and gray pants, while I was in a white T-shirt, and gray cheer shorts. Tears of happiness formed in my eyes seeing him laying there peacefully, alive.
I wrapped my arm around him and pulled him tight. I didn't want to let him go, I was afraid what would happen if I did. Art has always meant so much to me, after the incident at the dungeon, it felt like I lost everything when I thought Art died.
As I laid there, I felt a hand gently caress my cheek. I looked up at Art's face and saw him looking at me with a smile. "You ok Tess, you're trembling," Art said as he wrapped his arm around me, pulling me in close to him.
I nodded, "I'm fine, I just had a nightmare," I said. Art gently grabbed my chin, and lifted my head as he pressed his lips to mine. Suddenly everything felt ok, and a wave of relief washed over me feeling his gentle lips on mine. He is my everything, my anchor.
We broke the kiss, but I leaned forward giving him a deep kiss. I put more pressure into the kiss, not wanting to let him go. I could tell Art was a little surprised, but didn't hesitate to kiss me back with the same pressure.
We broke the kiss, and I looked into his beautiful azure eyes, and felt like I could get lost just staring at them. I bit my bottom lip as I saw Art look at me like I was the only thing in the world that mattered to him. I smiled at him. I love him, I need him.
18+ starts here
I looked back at the door for a second, making sure it was closed. "Tess?" Art said in a nervous voice. I looked back at Art again with a smile, and pressed my lips to his again with the same pressure as before.
I broke the kiss, and slowly swung my leg over Art, and sat down straddling him over his nether region. Art's eyes went a little wide at this, but he didn't resist. I felt his hands slowly trace up my thighs, as he gently placed his hands on my waist. Every move, every touch from Art sent a pulse of electricity through my body.
I felt my thighs tighten around him as I stared into Art's eyes. I placed my hands around his midsection, and slowly brought them up, tracing his defined abdominal muscles. I felt my face turn warm, and could see Art's face was red, and his eyes traced over my body.
I leaned down as I crashed my lips into his with some pressure. Art immediately returned my kiss, and I traced his lips with my tongue. Art didn't hesitate to open his mouth. Our tongues began to dance around each other as we passionately began to make out.
Art's grip around my waist tightened, and I could feel my body become warm. We broke the make out session so I could catch my breath. But Art didn't let up, as he moved his mouth to my neck. I pushed my head to the side, giving him more access as I felt him kissing my neck.
I felt every kiss, every lick of his tongue, every nip on my neck, that sent shockwaves throughout my body. "A-Art." I whispered not wanting this to end, but also wanting... more.
I slowly sat myself up and pulled myself away from Art. I could see the look of disappointment in Art's eyes as I pulled away. But that didn't last long as I took my hands off of Art, and grabbed the bottom of my shirt. Art took his hands off my waist as he watched my every movement.
With one smooth motion, I pulled my shirt over my head, leaving my chest with only a bra on. Art's eyes went wide at this, a little stunned. I felt my face become warm as I watched his eyes dance over my body.
I felt him gently place his hands on my waist, and I took a breath as I felt the skin to skin contact closing my eyes enjoying the feeling. I could feel Art's hands slowly moving up higher on my chest, until he stopped just short of his goal. I opened my eyes wondering why he stopped, and I could see him looking at me, almost like he was asking for permission.
I bit my bottom lip smiling a little bit as I nodded. "It's ok," I said in a whisper. Art blushed heavily as he lifted his hands once more, and I felt as his hands traced over my breasts.
I let in a breath, and let out a soft moan as I felt him squeeze. I felt pleasure from the new sensation. I rubbed my hands up and down his abdominal section as he caressed my breasts. Art and I have never gone this far before, but I didn't want to stop.
I couldn't help but let out soft moans as he gripped my breasts, I could feel his thumb trace over my left nipple over the fabric. I jolted a little at the sensation. I felt Art tense up, and felt something poking me on my inner thigh.
As he continued to grab my breasts, I thought about how good it felt when Art touched my bare skin. I slowly lifted my hands off his abdominal region, and gently grabbed his wrists. I took his hands off my breasts, while keeping eye contact with him.
I let go of his wrists, as I brought my hands behind my back and grabbed my bra clasp. I watched as Art's eyes went wide, and face became bright red. My face turned warmer than ever as I undid my clasp. I raised my hands to take off my bra, but was stopped as Art grabbed my wrists.
Did he want to stop? He slowly brought my wrists down, never breaking eye contact. He let go of my wrists, and slowly brought his hands up, and gently grabbed my bra straps. I felt myself flinch a little, and Art stopped.
His eyes met mine again, and I took a breath, and nodded at him. His eyes lowered to my chest, as he slowly took the bra straps off my shoulders, and pulled my bra down revealing my bare chest. I felt Art tense more than ever, and his face turned bright red.
My face felt red hot, and I breathed heavily watching him. His eyes traced my body, as if taking a mental picture. "Beautiful," he whispered.
I couldn't help but smile at his comment. I watched as Art threw my bra onto the floor, and his hands gently grabbed my waist. I felt every movement, as his hands slowly went higher, tracing over my body.
My body felt like it was going crazy at feeling his bare hands against my skin. The anticipation was killing me, until I finally felt his hands caress my bare breasts. I lifted my head as I let out soft moans.
"Art," I whispered out. The pleasure I felt from Art was undeniable, no one else could make me feel this way. As he caressed my breasts, I felt as his thumb brushed over my nipple. I let in a sharp breath, which didn't go unnoticed.
I looked down at Art who went wide eyed, then a smirk formed on his face. I felt as Art gently pinched my nipples and started to play with them. My hands grabbed Art at his abdominal section and squeezed. My thighs tightened around Art as I felt nothing but ecstasy. "D-don't....stop," I breathed out.
Suddenly Art let go of my breasts, and I groaned at the loss of pleasure. But before I could say anything, I felt him grab my waist, and he shifted slightly. I looked at him a little confused, until I let out a little yelp as he rolled me over onto my back.
I laid there on my back, breathing heavily as Art sat between my legs. I watched as he lifted his right hand and grabbed the back of his shirt collar. I bit my lip as I watched as he smoothly pulled his shirt off, revealing his well defined muscles for his age.
My face felt warm as my eyes traced his body, and he looked over mine. Art slowly leaned down and placed his hands on either side of me. He brought his lips to mine as we shared a deep kiss.
Art broke the kiss, and moved to kiss my left cheek. He moved down kissing my neck, as I moved my head giving him more access. I let out soft moans as he kissed, licked, and nipped at my neck.
I felt as he began to kiss my shoulder, and he moved lower. I laid there enjoying every sensation, until I felt him stop and lift his head. I groaned at the loss of pleasure as I looked at him.
I looked in Art's eyes, and I could see lust and love. I bit my bottom lip seeing him look at me in such a way, and watched as he dipped his head down.
His left hand caressed my left breast and started to play with my nipple. Art brought his mouth to my right as he licked around my right nipple. I felt my body arch as I let out a series of soft moans.
Suddenly Art took my right nipple into his mouth. I grabbed the bed sheets tightly as my thighs constricted around Art's waist and my ankles hooked around his back. My left hand moved to his back as I ran my right hand through his hair.
"Ahh- Art," I practically yelped. I felt mana being used from Art as he cast a sound barrier around us. I guess I was a little lou-. "Ah!!" I yelped out as I felt Art playfully bite my breast, and immediately went back to sucking on my nipple.
"Art...," I said as I held him tighter, enjoying every moment, every sensation. Art took his mouth away from my right breast, as he switched over to my left. His right hand then caressed my right breast as he played with my right nipple. Art took my left nipple into his mouth and didn't hesitate to lick, and nibble at it.
"Ah- Art! Don't... stop!" I yelled as I felt a pressure building within me. I grip around Art tightened as my body started to shake. "K-keep g-going... please," I breathed out between moans.
Art didn't let up on his assault on my nipple. The pressure built up in my body until I couldn't take it anymore. "Ahh!" I yelped as my body arched and I felt a warm wet sensation down in my underwear.
I laid back with my head turned to the side breathing heavily. Art lifted himself up letting go of my breast as he looked over me. I smiled as my face was red hot. I turned to look at him, and I saw him looking me up and down, as I panted.
His eyes locked onto my as he slowly leaned down, and gently pressed his lips to mine. We broke the kiss and I giggled a little. "That was fun," I said.
Art nodded and kissed me again. "Ya, it was," Art said as he laid down next to me deactivating the sound barrier. I rolled over and brought my arm across his chest and laid my head on his shoulder.
"I love you," I said as I rubbed his chest and looked up at Art. Art smiled and looked back at me. "I love you too," Art said smiling.
*knock* *knock*
Art and I tensed at the knock at the door. Art quickly used wind magic to cover us in the sheets.
"W-who is it?" Art said stuttering a little.
"It's Ellie. Mom said to come wake you up, breakfast will be ready soon," Ellie said.
"Ok, we will be there in a few," Art said. "Ok," Ellie said as we heard her walk off. Art and I looked at each other red faced, and we both laughed.
"Almost got caught there," I said jokingly.
"Well it's a good thing we didn't. Mom definitely wouldn't let me sleep in the same bed with you again," Art said with a smile.
"We can't have that now can we? We wouldn't be able to do this again," I said with a smirk and I pressed my lips to Art.
Art smiled back, then went wide eyed. "Where's Sylv."
I mentally facepalmed myself. How could I forget about Sylvie? We both looked at the foot of the bed and saw her lying face up belly to the sky, asleep. We both let out a sigh. "Good thing she is a heavy sleeper," Art said, and we both laughed.
"Ready for some breakfast?" I asked Art. Art smiled as he gave me one more kiss. "I thought you were breakfast," Art said. I smirked a little.
"Come on you big dummy. Let's get washed up and join the others," I said as I got up and started to walk to the bathroom. I looked back and caught him staring at me, tracing me up and down as I was still topless. I felt my face grow warm.
I entered the bathroom and closed the door and smiled. Best morning ever.