Chapter 21: Chapter 20
I am taken by surprise when his wet lips smack on mine and the warmth his touch spreads through my face and my whole body, setting my blood on fire and quickening my breathing in a flash, and all of that even before he starts moving his lips ever so softly at first, as if trying to contain himself while shuddering, the slower and softer he tries to be the more he tenses up, and as our breaths mingle together and wet sounds are made from our lips touching.
But his control is bound to slip off the more this situation drags on, and once he is unable to contain himself any further he lets a sneaky hand make its way up towards my back, pushing the shirt up ever so softly and making a path of fire on my back.
I shivered with the touch that adds to the overwhelming sensation, unable to tell if such extreme reaction was normal or not, and as my brain decides to shut down I could hear my heart loudy beating inside my chest as blood rushes over my cheeks and makes me blush until the tip of my ears.
My brief moments of clarity happened only when our lips parted so I could breathe, but they did not last long as the red eyed vampire starts losing himself in the feeling, licking his lips while looking at me with intense lustful eyes, peeking fangs showing just how on edge he is, going back to kissing straight up, growing bolder and rougher with every new turn, every new clash of wet lips and wet noises.
And I'm left as victim of his touch, burning up inside as the foreigner sensation grows at rapid speed, at the mercy of his exploring hand and tongue, surprised with the sensations their rubbing bring forth in my inexperienced body.
At that point his hand is alright high on my back, almost lifting my shirt all the up and showing my belly at the front, but not even then I could snap out from my foggy state of mind, no…
It happens once his other hand grows bolder and actually goes inside the back of my pants and gives my ass cheeks a nice full palm grope.
That extremely intimate act makes me widen in my eyes and throws a bucket of cold water at my back as the shock clears my mind, but as his exploring hands continued moving about and growing bolder, and as his lips start to get hungrier, I'm sure the clarity won't last long and if I don't do something now I'm definitely not doing anything later tonight.
So there is only one thing left to do, and that is to react now.
So I just punch him in the face.
He, however, doesn't even flinch, and it is my hand that actually starts hurting.
But the act is at least effective enough to stop him on his tracks and put some distance between us, but I can tell his mind is crumbling with the vision of the state he left me at, moisten swollen lips, red burning cheeks and ears, untidy clothing, so I grab my chance and the fraction of sanity he has left and speak up:
"Lucien… stop right there or I swear I will cut it short so you have to live eternity without getting hard again! Get. Off!"
I'm not the type to usually scream or threaten other people, so one can tell just how unstable he has left me at that moment.
At that his hands stop moving and hesitantly part ways with my skin, leaving an empty feeling off logging where they have been which makes me truly want to throw a cold bucket of water on myself to get such sensation out of me, but I manage not to now that his hands are behaving and grabbing the sheets once more with a very hard grip as if trying to control themselves by making holes in the blankets.
And yet, as much as I want to get really, really angry at him, the next moment, when a hurt sad expression appears in his face as he looks down, is like I'm stabbed directly in the heart, sharing the pain enough so to cool my anger down a little as this strange sensation makes me somewhat pity the creature in front of me.
But that does not last long, and as much as my anger has calmed down quite a lot from my outburst, my rational side still reminds me of the faults he has committed… and how I could not simply leave it at that.
And yet like a wet dog or a scowled child his figure almost makes me look like the villain here! Though I can tell his pain is genuine, and as much as I want to scream at him until his ears turn red I know that such reaction would only hammer the nail further down, and I may be a lot of things but I'm not unkind enough to kick a dying dog down.
So I choose my words wisely, and even end up softening my tone of voice a little bit: "W-what do you mean by mate?" Yeah, a great way to start a conversation, as if I did not know this already.
But still… I wanted to hear it from him because I'm sure the situation will only complicate more from now on, and I don't know if I can cope with all of this this quickly, so hearing the word coming from his mouth may help me believe in it for once.
Funny, how easy it was for me to accept the existence of the supernatural creatures I logged for so long, and yet how hard it has been to accept that I truly had such deep connections with their world.
I guess that is that, what is bothering me isn't it, how I'm not a spectator anymore, but ended up as part of the freak show.
Just great.
"…What? Oh, yes, uhm… yeah, I guess the elder talked to you about it did her not?" He tries to dodge the bullet, but I insist.
"Enlighten me."
He sits back down, finally taking the tension of what just happened away a little bit by putting some air between us, but still I could feel the aftertaste of lips on mine and the hunger that lurked inside those still bright red eyes.
I could not help but stare at his mouth once he starts speaking, getting into another long conversation about the supernatural only that, this time, while hearing him speaking and watching his mouth move, I could not stop thinking just how this distant mythological supernatural world is not as far from my grasp anymore and that I was part of it somewhat now by having a vampire drooling all over me.
And the more he talked, the more that fact sunk within me… that I was part of it all now, that we weren't going to talk just about things that only affected others anymore, but about things that involved me as well, and deeply so.
And I did not even know if I wanted to stay out of this, or sink deeper into the world that has always fascinated me.
As the saying goes… curiosity killed the cat.
But the thrill may be worth the risk… or may just end up being the end of me.
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