Have you ever felt a passion so undeniably amazing that you can't stop it? I have. With Ethan. I glanced over at him, staring at his sleeping form. His features were so carefree. I ran a hand across his cheek, holding it there for a moment as I watched him sleep.
After we spent ourselves, we fell asleep pretty quickly in each others's arms. It was the most peacefully I had slept in a long time. But, I woke up with a start, and now I couldn't stop thinking. About myself. About Ethan. About what I was doing.
He had kissed me with such passion. I had been more than eager at the time to return the feelings and the kiss. But after some sleep and rejuvenation, I was back to my old self, and I wasn't about to let the innocent, farm girl personality take me over anymore.
Getting up, I realized I needed some space. I grabbed my clothes and hurried into my room. Closing the door behind me, I fell against it and crumpled to the floor. Would Ethan wake up and be hurt that I was gone? Would he even care? Would he come find me? I half hoped he would. I needed proof this meant something to him like it had to me.
But, what the hell was I thinking? Of course it hadn't meant anything? Things like love didn't just happen. You didn't just like someone after a day together. That's not how it worked. I was a good fuck, and once he got bored of me, he'd throw me aside. Just like everyone else. Just like what I did to others.
I was the one who used people, who pushed them aside, who didn't return the calls, who wanted to be alone, who wanted nothing to do with you. I was the one who people fell for, who people were confused about, who people wished would love them. It was hell being on the other side of things now.
Who would have thought I'd have stumbled so quickly? And it wasn't love. Too soon for that. It was a liking and a lust like I had never felt before. I got butterflies in my stomach whenever he looked at me. I hoped he thought about me as much as I thought about him. I wanted to be with him. I didn't want to be here. I wanted to be in his arms still.
But, my thoughts had taken on a terrifying turn, and I needed to sort this out. I needed to just look at this like I did every other guy. I'd be okay then. I'd separate my feelings from the situation.
Getting up, I threw my clothes on the bed and strode over to the window, shifting into my truest form. A form I hadn't taken on in three years. I had almost forgotten how delicate I looked. How weak I looked. I frowned at the image and looked away. I hated looking at myself. It was a constant reminder of how stupid, innocent, and naive I used to be.
I was not going to turn into that person again. Not for anyone. I'd still be able to fuck Ethan. I just wouldn't be able to shift into any of the innocent little virgins anymore. When I tired, I didn't want to take on their personalities and make the situation worse for myself.
No, I'd act as though nothing changed. Because nothing had changed. You never really realized how good of a liar you were until you are able to lie to yourself.
Yuki
"I've nothing important to do today, so we could just... be here all day. If you want." Brokentear proposed, and I blinked, taken aback for a second before sinking into the idea with pleasure.
"Oh?" I purred, a smirk tugging at my lips. I tilted my head until the eye with a scar under it was completely covered, seeing him with one eye. Keeping one hand over his furiously pounding heart, I moved upwards until we were face to face, my hair falling around our heads so that all I could see was him.
"Are you sure that's such a good idea?" I asked, raising the hand not over his heart to trail my fingertips lightly over his cheek, resting very lightly on his throat. I leaned forward until we were sharing the same breaths, willfully ignoring the scent of his skin.
"Are you sure you could handle it? Being mine and mine alone?" I whispered, voice low and-dare I say seductive?-and woman-like, smirking at how his eyes seemed to widen at my words and he seemed to stutter on a breath. At the very least, I felt pride when his eyes seemed to rest for a brief second on my lips. I lightly brushed my fingers over his throat again, enjoying and memorizing the look in his beautiful eyes and the warmth of his skin and just the moment itself, then smiled slightly bitterly and leaned back until I was on my knees above him somewhere down by his hips.
"At least for the day," I amended, voice returning to it's normal child-like timber, wiping away the previous moment with a childish smile, rolling until I was sitting on the side of the bed, feet touching the cold floor. I shivered slightly, then stood and stretched, enjoying the popping sensation. Pivoting on my heels, I smiled down at his prone figure.
"So, lead me to the kitchen? I really am hungry." I asked him. For more than just food, it seems... I thought bemusedly.
Setsuna
"They're... absolutely stunning." Forever breathed softly, sounding completely stunned. A smirk settled itself on my lips, male confidence sky-rocketing at the idea of Forever being impressed by my wings. He stepped forward, for whatever reason I wasn't sure, but I figured the reason didn't matter.
A rough draft nearly had me drifting off the balcony, so I shifted my dark wings to accommodate, stretching themselves so I could remain where I stood. The wounds long faded into scars burned under his innocent gaze, but I refused to hide from him anymore than I did.
"You can come and touch, if you'd like, my dear Forever," I said, the words drifting through the air and into his ears. Several feathers and muscles on my body twitched at the thought of his hands on them and I continued to smirk, halfway amused at how stunned he still looked. I draped the shirt and vest around my neck and leaned against the rail.
He was hesitant when approaching me, but he complied and lightly brushed his fingers over a few feathers. The muscles twitched under his touch, having been untouched for so long, and I was sure if I had been anyone but myself, I would have been purring at how nice it felt. I leaned pressed harder into both the railing behind me and his touch, encouraging without words.
BrokenTear
Yuki had taken care of her bed-head. Personally, I had thought that her messy hair upon awakening was adorable. But that's just my opinion. I wondered what my own hair looked like but I didn't care all so much. So I laid there, waiting for her to return to the warm bed.
And she did, her head on my stomach. I smiled to myself as she reached. Her hand over my heart. Surely, considering it was her touch, my heart began to pick up and pound against her hand.
If she noticed, she didn't say anything about it but she did bring up being hungry.
"But I don't want to get out of bed. Too comfy." She mumbled.
I chuckled a bit, happy that she was comfortable.
"Well... I'm sure that we could return to this very spot once we've eaten." I proposed, "I've nothing important to do today, so we could just... be here all day. If you want." I blew out a breath.
Forever
For a moment, Setsu seemed to be a bit uncomfortable. He asked if there were a balcony nearby and I took him there, just a few doors away.
"I'm gonna need some room, love, but you'll be able to come out with me soon enough." He pecked me on the lips and left me standing in the doorway. I was mesmerized by the kiss but I wasn't aware that I was about to be completely stunned.
He pulled his shirt off to reveal a killer body. Not that I was looking...
Then before I could prepare myself, his wings sprouted from his shoulder blades. They were almost sparkling with magnificence. They were as black as night.
"What do you think?" Setsu turned his attention to me.
I had lost my breath and had hardly noticed he asked a question before I blinked away the shock.
"They're... absolutely stunning." I spoke softly, at a loss for words to describe what I had just witnessed. I had seen wings before, but never as amazing as Setsu's.
I took a step forward and tried to remind myself to breathe. I took his appearance in, staring in awe. It was like a dream.
Ethan
I found myself underneath Akane. She was on top of me and her hands were involved as well. The warmth of her around me closed in and I had to let out a groan.
But when her hand beca...
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Oh god, those fingers. Ethan's wonderfully skilled fingers. He was going to make me come soon. No one had ever gotten me off so quickly. A moan, so loud I wondered if anyone else had heard it, escaped my lips, as my back arched into him.
I...
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