My body shuttered as he kissed down my neck to my collarbone. He said it was my move. His lips moved from one side of my neck to the other before coming to my ear, which he nibbled on. I wanted to moan, but if I did, it would be giving him control...
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Setsuna
Forever led me to what I assumed was his bedroom and sat on the bed, looking up at me adorably, happiness in his eyes. I was almost concerned he hadn't said anything, but I figured he just didn't know what to say, and that was okay, because I wouldn't have been able to form words, I was so tired.
I crawled onto the soft, king-sized bed and lightly wrapped an arm around his shoulders before tugging him with me until both our heads lay on his pillows. I made myself comfy on my side, and curled towards him, giving him the choice of whether he wanted to curl up with me or lay seperate.
My eyes felt heavy, body lethargic as the days events caught up with me. I hadn't expected another attack so soon, but I really should have figured, when I really stopped and thought about it. It may have been a witch to curse me with a weak heart after my fall, but it was the demons transplanted into me that made the attacks worse, using my heart for their own amusement and holding off on eating it.
I wished I was as strong as Forever had thought I was, that I could go back to being that blazing warrior angel I had been in the beginging, before I fell. Before I was cursed, before my immourtality became a curse instead of a blessing. Shaking my head free of the thoughts, I reached out and lightly brushed Forevers' hair out of his eyes, then smiled at the small blush I got in return. The smile turned slightly rueful.
"Thank you for humoring me like this," I murmured, eyes fluttering and burning with the strain of staying awake, "I figure this must be strange, someone you just met asking for some curl-up time with you, and I thank you for humoring me." I smiled at him and let my eyes slip shut, enjoying his presence. I was tired, but I would lay awake forever if only so that I could continue to talk with him.
( Sorry sorry. I promise I'm not trying to be confusing with Setsu, but I'm kind of making up his story as I go, because all I really had was his interactions with Yuki. Anyways, hope this post cleared up some of your questions for him. :))
Yuki
I paused when he brought up that he had another side, someone who he knew would hurt other people and in turn, hurt himself with their fear. I thought about what he had said and smiled ruefully. Guilt, huh. I could fight guilt. I wouldn't be able to erase all of it, but I could at least assure him that he wasn't the only one with a side they feared. I hated talking about my family, about what happened, but I could give him a quick over-view, give him the details he needed to hear.
"I had a sister, a little sister, once," I started, leaning more fully on the railing, apple core being burned and the ashes falling throuh the cracks between my fingers, just like long ago. " I killed her, during one of my shifts, and came back to find her broken and burned body on one of the support beams of our house." I took a moment to clench my jaw against the wave of sorrow and the animalistic howls that wanted to escape, swallowing them down and continuing on.
"I thought it was my fault, for the longest time the guilt crushed me, because all I could think was how I had killed my sister, and then I woke up after another shift and thought, How can this be my fault, when I had no control over my actions?. I've never forgotten that revelation." I stopped and turned to Brokentear, hiding my grief and hurt behind confident reassurance and resolve. "It wasn't your fault, what the other you did, and if they couldn't understand that, then that's their fault. Did you consciously decide you wanted to hurt them? Did you plan out each and every way you were going to torture them?" I asked briskly. His answer came immediately.
"No!" he exclaimed, sounding the slightest bit panicked and guilty and just alittle wondering. I nodded, smiling grimly at him. "Then it wasn't you, and therefore, it wasn't your fault. The first step to letting them go is by acknowledging that it wasn't really you who did those things, and forgiving yourself." I said wisely. Feeling how serious we both sounded, how sad and guilty, I acknowledged that it was time to go back to being the kid me.
"Besides, I don't think you can hurt me," I said confidently, throwing him a smirk and flick of the nose for good measure, and then grinned at him, burying the older me and the memories that came with her for a while.
Ethan
"We are going to have so much fun playing together."
There it was again. With her elbow on my shoulder, Akane was leaning into me. With that false innocent look, she was ensnaring in her trap again. Her fingertips ran up my torso. The mere warmth of it was enough to make me a bit 'bothered'. A feeling of frustration flooded over me as I realized that maybe my little kiss hadn't been enough to accomplish my goal of seducing her. Of being the one on top and in total control.
"Are we now?" I chuckled, a grin spreading across my face. I placed my hands on her hips and pulled her closer. My thumbs slid down her hipbones as I allowed my lips to make contact with her jawline. I kissed my way down her neck to her collarbone and then looked back at her with an amused smirk.
"What do you know? I certainly am having fun." I spoke in a low and playful tone.
"I suppose it's your move now." I raised an eyebrow, though something told me I wasn't ready for whatever she was about to pull.
Forever
With the slightly pained look in his expression, I worried about Setsuna. He had gotten up so quickly, that I wondered if maybe he wasn't okay. The thought ripped me apart considering I was just thinking of how strong he was. But even if he weren't as strong as I thought, I'm certain I would still feel this way with him: safe, secure, and comforted.
With my entire heart, I hoped that he was okay.
But he appeared to be, as his tall frame leaned in the doorway. Something did seem to be a bit off about him but whatever it was vanished as he spoke.
"So, what are the chances of me being able to convince you to lay down and take a nap with me?"
I blinked and I could feel my skin flush once again. Standing up, I walked over to him and nodded eagerly and happily, not wanting to stumble over my words with excitement.
I led him to my bedroom and sat down on my bed, gazing at how fantastically gorgeous he was and awaiting him to lay with me.
(I'm confused? Is the thing with Setsu like a physical thing or? I suppose I want to know more about it >.< but if you would rather just reveal it as you go in posts that's perfectly okay. C:)
BrokenTear
The atmosphere surrounding Yuki and I became surreal to me. The playful and mischievous girl I had stolen and even played tag with had become this mature woman that I had no idea existed. Her tone was very serious and cautious. Very much unlike her usual way of speaking her mind.
As I listened to her speak, I looked at her and was a bit dazzled. It appeared like she was even aging physically. Her red eyes weren't so bright with youth but more of a burgundy color. It wasn't anything more than a subtle change but I couldn't help but be startled.
"I don't know, maybe I don't understand, but...I think your wife and daughter would understand if you let them rest. I think they'd be fine with it so long as you were happy."
She ended her thoughts and gazed out at the night. My mind was spinning. Because though Yuki was definitely right, I just wasn't sure of myself.
"I think I should let them go. I'm sure that the two of them would be so relieved to finally be put out of their misery. I think... I think I want to do it. But I'm not sure I'll be able to bring myself to do."
I closed my eyes and let the wind brush across my face. I ran my hand through my hair and pushed it back out of my face.
"I just feel so guilty. And... I hope I never ever do anything like I did, to you. To any of you."
I never actually could remember what I did to my prisoners. I could remember my vision and hearing just suddenly going blank. During one instance, I remember the only voice I could hear was Alyssa's. She would be crying. "You're a monster." Her cries would echo. I would become so distraught, so flustered. How could I be the monster? When I'm the one who saved her?
She wouldn't let me near our child for a while after I had these episodes. I remembered hearing Lilith's little questions in a room away. "When is daddy coming home?" And Alyssa never would answer, just tell her to go to sleep.
No, I couldn't let this happen again. I already care about Yuki so much. I... I never ever want to hurt her. Or any of my other guests.
I sighed heavily and looked back to Yuki.
Yuki
I was surprised, but I had thought that would be the case. After all, I'd have done the same thing, if given the chance so long ago. Calmly, I bit into my red apple and rolled Brokentear's words around in my head, testing how much truth they had. His words were of truth, completely and wholly, which was scary, because I usually had to dig around to know the entire story of things. Still, I appreciated his honesty.
"I don't think I could," I said slowly, picking my words carefully and weighing how much kid and how much mature I was willing to trade. For right now, because this was an important conversation, I'd give him the adult me. "Think of you as a terrible person, I mean." I looked at him, really looked at him, and softened at the sight of watery eyes.
"You're not a terrible person. I've met my share of terrible people, and you'll never be one of them. Brokentear, you give those of us with no homes someplace we can eventually call home, give us food and companionship with no strings attached. You..." I trailed off, not knowing how to explain what I wanted to get across without being too much out-of-character. I turned my gaze to the early night sky and watched the few stars out.
"You love them, those who came before us. I think, if it was someone else, someone who didn't do much for any of us and we were placed in an entirely different situation, I would think of you as a terrible person," I said, darkness and the scent of blood and Sophie's clear blue eyes flashing through my head, "But we're not, and you're you, and I think you're a good person, someone who's seen their fair share of grief, and someone who took what chance they could to keep their loved ones here."
I blinked, the image of my sister fading from my mind, and let out a slow breathe, because my next words would leave me in a fragile situation. "I think, though, that you can let them go. The previous residents and your family, I mean. You might not think us enough, but I think that your newest bunch of charges can come to fill in the holes left by the previous ones. And..." I paused, picking my words wisely, then blowing out a breathe and looking anywhere but at him. "I don't know, maybe I don't understand, but...I think your wife and daughter would understand if you let them rest. I think they'd be fine with it so long as you were happy." I held my breathe for his reaction, staring out into the night sky and hoping I hadn't said something to upset him.
Setsuna
It's amazing, the amount of faith this one boy had in me. He hadn't said anything, hadn't done anything but kissed my knuckles and smiled like I was a huge puzzle piece in his world. The thought was terrifying, because I wasn't sure if I could let him be the same thing for me. Not with the way I was, not when, even with my immortality, this heart of mine could leave me catatonic, never to interact with him again.
With that terrifying revelation, my heart squeezed and twisted and pain began to blossom in my chest, creating shallow and panicked breathes from calm, even ones. Trying for calm and failing with a slight dose of panic, I pulled lightly on our linked hands to sit him up and off my lap, then lightly kissed him fingertips and stood up. He looked at me with confusion, but I couldn't bring myself to reassure him.
"Do excuse me, but I must find the restroom," I said, a slight gurgle coloring my words, and panic trying to show through my eyes. I hoped he hadn't noticed, but instead of worrying about it, I simply smiled confidently, closing my eyes to do so, and walked briskly to the nearest bathroom.
Once there, it was easy to let go, to lean over the sink and let loose huge amounts of blood, burning my throat in it's path to the sink drain. My heart twisted and clenched again and I gasped for breathe, wiping the sweat that had formed from my forehead and trying to calm down. One more push of blood and I felt my heart resume it's normal, steady staccato beat, the demons inside settling down for a nap after having used my heart for a ping-pong ball. I breathed again and wiped my mouth before standing up and looking in the mirror, trying to appear my usual calm and confident self.
I wondered if I could convince Forever to take a nap with me while my body regenerated the blood I had lost. Waking up to his adorable face, whether asleep or awake, would make all of this so worth enduring. I fixed my hair, slipped the frail me behind the confident one, and walked back to that adorable boy in the living room. I smirked at him, pretending I hadn't just left him with no believable explanation, and leaned against the doorway. "So, what are the chances of me being able to convince you to lay down and take a nap with me?" I asked sweetly.
I stood there, slightly flustered. I hadn't been in control of that situation at all. Ethan moved through the door, waiting for me to follow from the other side. I stood in the spot he left me in for a moment to collect myself. My fingers had instinctively touched my lips as I had watched him walk out of the library.
I dropped my hand upon realizing I was acting foolish. He was a good kisser, I'd give him that. He'd be a challenging one to one up, but it would be a worthy challenge nonetheless. That smirk; I wanted to wipe it off his smug, little face. I was Akane. I was a bold, independent woman who didn't need any man making a fool of her. Once was enough.
Taking a deep breath, I followed after him. We were in a hallway now. And when I saw Ethan standing father down the hall, waiting for me, I had half a mind to grab him, pin him up against the wall and show him just how in control I could be. But, I also didn't want to come across too eager and look desperate.
So, I minded myself as I walked steadily, gracefully, to his side. Looking at the decorations aligning the walls as I walked. Someone had decent taste. "This is quite the little mansion you have here," I told him as I caught up to him.
Ethan shrugged. "I suppose." Maybe interior design wasn't anything he was interested in. He was looking right at me, waiting for me to make my move in retaliation for what he had done in the library to me.
But I smiled knowingly. I was going to bide my time until the moment was right. I needed just one night to rock his world. But, I didn't need to jump right into that to get him wrapped around my finger. Not that I needed to, but he just seemed like so much fun to do so. I needed a new playmate and Ethan here was it.
"What's that smile for?" he asked me.
I leaned into him, putting my elbow on his shoulder, my hand in my hair. MY head was tilted towards his ear. With my free hand, I walked my index and middle finger up from his stomach to his chin before I bopped him on the nose. "We are going to have so much fun playing together," I commented with a sweet, innocent smile.
I wished I was in the form where I could read his mind so I could know exactly what he wanted. But then, I also really loved the mystery to it, that I really had to honestly work for any reaction from him. I wasn't cheating. Not this time.
