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96.87% Made of Death and Stars / Chapter 29: XXIX · There's No 'Us'

章節 29: XXIX · There's No 'Us'

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Hands going to her waist, he raised her light green dress and sat her up on the marble top of the sink, her back to the mirror as he fit himself between her legs, deepening the kiss. Emerald left her phone down on the side as it played On My Own by Darci, and punched his chest with both her hands, biting his lips with her fangs, drawing his blood in her tongue, making him pause for a second, eyes wide.

"The fuck is wrong with you?" She yelled and slapped his face.

But he just licked the fang wounds on his bottom lips, and when his pupils dilated enough to make his entire iris pitch black, Emerald realized she had fucked up again, and she finally saw the predator they have been warning her he was, coming alive in his eyes. Grinning like a devil, Simon licked his blood from his lips, all before crashing against her again, making her taste more of his blood in her mouth.

He… tastes like… chocolate? All of her senses went on alarm, but she was unable to control her impulses, and she held his shirt with her left hand and grabbed his neck with her right, making his bend down even more, kissing him back, allowing his tongue to teach her own how to dance, as his hands went from her waist to her hips, then to her thick ass, grabbing tight.

Emerald unconsciously lifted her hips a bit, making even easier for him to grab more of her ass, pressing her body harder against his, against his hard erection that was growing more and more frighteningly. And as he raised her dress more, she laced her legs around his waist, her hand that was on his chest going inside his shirt and feeling his sculpted skin.

"Close your eyes," he hissed against her lips, his right hand going up to the sides of her eyeglasses, and she instantly closed them tight, scared by the sheer danger of this whole thing. "Finally," he breathed, taking her eyeglasses off and kissing her again, and this time his hands went inside her dress, feeling the curves of her thighs, hips, ass, and the deep crevice of her waist, and he dared the to bring them higher, brushing his warm thumbs on her hard nipples, forcing a moan out of her as he pinched both hard.

"Simon," she gasped against his lips, tightening her closed eyes, and when she was about to take her hand from his neck, he stopped her.

"Keep it there," he hissed, "it feels good to be on the other side for once in my life, so keep your hand there, touch me with the other one."

Her heartbeat quickened and when he took his tongue inside her mouth again, she finally felt it, "Piercing," she gasped. Simon grinned over her lips but said nothing, only deepened the kiss until she couldn't do any-thing aside from kissing him back, sucking on his cut bottom lip. Moaning again when he pinched her nipples again, she felt her magic about to burst from her the same way it happens when she's angry and she quickly forced him away from him, eyes tight close.

"Oh?" He purred. "So, anger ain't your only triggered."

"Shut up, you pervert," she growled exasperated, clenching her jaw tight, more than simply struggling to breath. "The eyeglasses."

"Why don't you look at me first?" He purred.

"The. Eyeglasses. Simon. Koletti. Sisini. Now!" She hissed slowly.

But instead of handing to her, he came close again, and put it on her eyes, his hands tracing her curves, stopping on her waist, as he set himself in the middle of her legs again, before she could close them. Holding her chin with his left hand, he made her face him, "Open your eyes."

Not trusting him, she touched the eyeglass to make sure it was the one, and only then did she open her eyes, finding him staring deep into her eyes, desire still blooming in there, "Stay away from me, Simon."

"I'm not scared of you," he whispered, licking the wound she made.

She swallowed. Fuck, this guy will doom me. "You should."

"So, this was your first kiss," he didn't ask.

Face burning, she punched his chest, forcing him far enough for her to jump from the sink to the ground, then she glared at him and slapped his other cheek, and he gasped in shock.

"What the hell was this for?" He chuckled.

"You stole my first kiss, you fucking pervert," she hissed.

"So, how do I taste?" He asked instead.

Addicting. "Lick your blood and figure it out," she snapped, turning around to look in the mirror, finding both her hair and her dress a mess, and her lipstick all smeared. "Nyx above," she gasped, and quickly grabbed two small balls of cotton with make-up remover, handed one to him and began to clean her face. This savage men.

"What? Scared they will know what we've been doing in here?"

"Shut the fuck up and clean your mouth, bastard!" She snapped.

And he did that, with his eyes on her ass. "You're hot, you know?"

"I know, I have a mirror," she hissed. "Stop staring at my ass!"

"Yeah?" He grinned, eyes on hers through the mirror, then he had the audacity to put grab her hip with his left hand and press himself on her ass, his erection, lifting her hips and moving her enough that she had to hold onto the sink top not to fall. "Can I do more than that?"

"Simon," she barked a moan, angry at herself, "stop this, damn it." She tried to kick him, but he grabbed her leg with the hand he was holding the cotton. "I'm going to kill you if you keep this up, I can't control it!"

"So, lust is a trigger indeed," he purred, slapping her ass.

Her eyes rolled. What the hell is this bastard doing to me? "Simon."

"Emerald,"

"Stop," she yelled, pushing herself back to turn around, but he only gripped her hips harder, pressing himself even more on her. "Stop it, jerk."

"Someone needs to fuck this attitude out of you," he grinned again.

"No, not that!" She cried exasperated. He already took my 1st kiss.

"You want me too, Emerald," he countered.

"Not. That. Simon," she gasped. "Kissing is one thing."

"So, you wanna fuck other guys and not kiss them, but kiss me and nothing else?" He growled genuinely offended, releasing her.

She almost felt to her knees given how her legs got weak, but she held onto the sink top harder, "No," she struggled, "it's not true."

"What part?" He hissed.

Inhaling deeply, she did her best to stead her breathing, "All of it."

"What? But you are in birth control!"

She swallowed, "Yes."

"That means you are sexually active!"

"No," she gasped, finally standing up and turned around, angry. "If you ask me, instead of going around deducting shit about me, you would know the truth, you bastard. I would be disappointed if I ever expected any-thing from you, but I'm not, because I didn't!"

"You're not a virgin," his eyes widened.

"Ask me," she hissed at him.

"You are not,"

"Ask. Me!"

He swallowed, "Are you a virgin, Emerald?"

"Yes!" She yelled at his face, disgusted. "You piece of shit."

"What?" He took a step back.

Finally able to breath normally, she clenched her fists, throwing one more cotton at him, "Clean your mouth."

"Why are you in birth control?" He frowned.

"The pain of my period makes me angry," it's true, but not it.

"How are you in birth control? Was it Dior?"

"Yes," she hissed. "I was never able to do anything because I cannot control my emotions, not anger, and definitely not… this lust," that I never felt before, for anybody for the record. "You would be dead if I didn't have the bracelets and anklets on, you reckless bastard. If you do that again, I will do more than just bite your damn lip."

Swallowing, he began to clean the lipstick from his mouth. "You kiss well for someone with no experience."

I do? "I'm good at everything I do from first try," she snapped.

He gasped in dismay, "There it is, your arrogant ass again."

"It's not arrogance, it's self-awareness," she hissed.

"Your self-awareness makes you a bitch."

Gasping, she glared at him, and clenched her jaw, then turned to the mirror, "You're not worthy," she hissed, knowing that would piss him off, and by how he clenched his jaw, it certainly did. And just to piss him a bit more, she began singing the rest of the song that was playing on her phone as if nothing happened at all.

Drive You Insane by Daniel Di Angelo. "Baby, I'm the wrong guy. I thought you were for life. I thought you were all mine. So I put my girl on the back. Riding right past your house. And when you see her face. You'll know what I'm about. Cause I know just how to drive you insane. Baby, I know just how to play your games. I know you want it, baby. You know I want you. Don't underestimate the things that I could do. Girl, you gave me a reason to treat you this way. I should've never even loved you in the first place. You've fucked with the wrong type."

"Emerald," he hissed.

She kept singing, "Baby, I'm the wrong guy. I thought you were for life. I thought you were all mine," ignoring him.

"I'm talking to you," he grabbed her by her neck and turned her to him, his mismatched eyes burning with anger.

"What the hell do you want now?" She hissed, annoyed.

"What are you going to do about us now?"

Emerald laughed mockingly, "Us? There's no 'Us' to begin with, Simon Sisini. I was clear with you, nothing can happen with us. You stole my first kiss, be grateful that you're still alive after this. I almost killed your lil pervert friend for less than what you just did to me, I have reason enough to do worse to you. And you won't like to have the curse I gave him, I can assure you that."

"What?" He frowned, tightening his grip on her neck.

Well, I shouldn't like this as much as I am liking it, should I? "Us? There's no us. There's nothing between us, Simon. You're my enemy and rival in here, let's call this accident Nothing and say that Nothing happened between me and you, yeah? I will not forget your audacity, especially when I was keeping my first kiss to someone special, that was definitely not you."

"It's not like you didn't kiss me back," he nuzzle his nose on hers.

She swallowed, "It was not me, it was my emotions controlling me. Rationally I would never even touch the likes of you, Simon. It was just an accident, yeah?" She grinned viciously. "I was already angry at you, and it just got mixed up with lust. In fact, this might not even have been you, but the effect of the lust perfume, since you were close enough to the glass to be affected even if just lightly."

"I guarantee you this was not your stupid potion!"

Grabbing his wrist, she forced his head to release her neck, "Do not call my potion stupid. You're a the stupid one, who ain't even able to make half of what I can," she snapped, pushing him away again. "You're a jerk."

"And you're a bitch," he mocked. "We ain't that different."

"Oh, but we are," she hissed, grabbing her phone. "Do not get into me, Simon. You can't have a crush on me out of hurt pride. And do not," she glared at him, "in any circumstances," she warned, "fall for me." That would be the worse, not just because he's my father's pupil and the son of my parents best friends, but he will be heartbroken when he learns what I am, who I am. I don't want that. "I can't afford to deal with you annoying the hell out of me because of a one-sided love you got out of hurt ego."

"You're not all that, Emerald. I'm never gonna fall for you!"

Ouch. "Except that I am all that," she grinned. "So, don't."

"It's easier for you to fall for me than me for you," he mocked.

"I told you once, and I'll tell you again, Simon!" She turned to him, her grin full of meaningful mockery. "I will never fall for an enemy who will end up after my neck. I made a promise to someone I loved once to find my soulmate, even if it takes me decades, and I am a person of word. And you?" She moved her head up and down so he would know what look she is giving him, "You're not all that," he may be hot, but I know what he's doing to me, he's using me, just because I hurt his ego with what I said that day. I'm not going to be fooled like this, not by him. I can't love someone who will want me dead, that would break what's left of my heart.

Leaving him dumbfounded and visually angry in the bathroom, she finally left the room and did her best to look as composed as possible, as she went to her right bedside table where she had put her thigh dagger belt, still with the two daggers she used on Jeffrey the Pervert. Sitting on her bed, she put it on, grabbed her handbag near the bed, paused the song and put her phone inside it, together with her first ear pods.


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