Ascari
Weeks past and I can't stop thinking of Whrath's offer. My cheeks heat up now every time we're together. I think of him touching me and kissing me. For the first time it's not revolting.
I avoid him because I think he'll know what I'm thinking now when I look at him. Like this morning. He was shirtless. Only wearing his signature leather pants. The material molding to his powerful thighs and accentuating his ass. Rippling muscles on his back. Strong arms. Sweat dripping down his spine. Thinking what it would feel like to run my tongue over his nipples. Those big hands running over my body.
I was ashamed of my thoughts. How could I want that when I've been through all that I have. Ashamed of my body's reaction. Of my feelings.
But then I saw Alexios and Caleb sitting together at dinner. Caleb was practically in Alexios' lap. Feeding each other food from their hands. Kissing. Always kissing. Touching. Watching each other. With that look. That look that says I'm yours forever. I want that. Someday. I want that.
My mind's made up. I'm going to try. Try to be normal. Hope for love someday. But I can only have that with Whrath's help.
Whrath. Quiet and deadly. Lethal. My Whrath. But he's not mine as I'm not his. We're just oddly compatible. Comfortable. Whrath and I.
I showered. Combed my hair, leaving it loose because Whrath likes it that way. I wore a blue loose fitting dress shirt and black jeans. It was ten thirty at night. I walked slowly weaving my way through the halls to his room. I stood in front the door. Five minutes, ten minutes till the door opened just as i was about to knock.
"Ascari." he said. Neutral. Face blank. Voice emotionless.
"Whrath." I whispered. My throat was suddenly dry. My hands shook. I clenched them to try and stop it. I looked at him. In all his glory. Only clad in tight black briefs. Skin so much skin. He stepped aside. A silent invitation into his room. I walked past him. My legs shook. Nowhere to sit but on his bed. I sighed in relief when he went into his closet and came back out wearing a thin white Jersey and pajama pants.
He didn't sit beside me. He stood in front of me. Watching me. I had to tilt my head back to see his face. He doesn't say anything and I was glad. He was waiting for me. And I knew he would wait until I was ready. My hands still trembled so I tucked them beneath my legs. Took a few breaths.
"Remember when you said that you can help me?" I asked and he nodded.
"Is-Is the offer still available?" I gulped loudly. His face didn't show anything of what he was thinking apart from a little twitch at the corners of his mouth.
"Will you help me. Teach me?" I asked unsure now. He never said a word. Watching me like a bug under a microscope. My hands still trembled under my legs. My entire body shook from the realization of what I was asking of him.
Whrath
Be cool. Just be cool. I chanted to myself. I pulled a blank look over my face. I was surprised Ascari sought me out. Even more shocked that he was strong enough to ask it of me. I was proud of him. My mate.
I saw his body trembling. His eyes wide. Unsure.
But brave he was. "Do you understand what you are asking of me?" I sat beside him on my bed. He nodded yes. Then shook his head no as his body turned to face me.
"I would touch you." I placed my fingers against his cheek.
Soft. Like silk.
"Kiss you." my thumb brushed over his pink lips. They quivered.
Satin.
"You would have to touch me." I took his hand from beneath his leg and placed his palm against my chest.
"Kiss me." I took his hand and trailed in up my chest to my mouth and kissed his palm.
Smooth. Like butter.
"Let me inside you." I leaned in close running my nose up the column of his throat. "In your body and mind. In your soul." I licked my way back down. Heard him gulp. Then he took a deep breath and let it out.
"Yes." he said looking me straight in the eyes.
"But we should have rules." he added quickly.
"Okay. Do you have any you want to start with?" I asked curiously.
"Um. We're not friends. This is just you helping me out. And-And we're not lovers." he states.
"Okay... I can work with that. Anything else?" I ask trying not to sound impatient.
"Um... The others. We don't tell them about it. Us. We should have a specific time and place to do it.. You know?" he questions.
"Oh cool. Ah... How about Mondays, Wednesdays and Sundays. From ten at night?" I offered.
"Yea... Yea that works. But if I say stop we stop." Ascari says firmly.
"Off course. You're in control." I tell him meeting his eyes. I hold his gaze trying to make him understand that I wouldn't do anything he doesn't want me to.
"It's Wednesday." he whispered. His cheeks pink. Head bent. His hair covering his face.
"It's ok. We don't have to start now. Whenever you're ready come to me. I'll be waiting." I whispered stroking his wrist. Touching him. I'm touching him. No longer a dream. An innocent stroking of my fingers over his wrist and I'm wired.
"Okay. Thank you Whrath. Really thank you for this." Ascari murmured looking at me through his hair.
"You don't have to thank me. But you're welcome." I said to him quietly brushing aside his hair so that I can see his face. My palm against his cheek. Gods! I'm doing everything I can to hold back from pushing him down onto his back and claim him. Put my mark on his skin. Hard. So damn hard. But yet so easy. I still lacked the courage though.
"Okay. I give myself to you." he whispered then left my room. I was still rooted in place. The soft click of the lock let me know he had left.
My body hurt. But it hurt so good. My cock strained wanting to burst out of my pants. Those words. They were the end of me. And the beginning of us.
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