forum Blood Oath (O/O CLOSED)

Started February 21, 2019 by Deleted user

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I kissed her neck, a smile forming on my lips.

“Well, that’s good,” he murmured. “Come, let’s go. If I’m right about the time, we have twenty minutes before patrol comes back.”

I practically melted against him. "Y-Yeah, let's go."

We slipped out together with Scylla close behind, winding her way around my ankles and shooting us the occasional cheeky comment. In truth, I felt a little guilty…. What with Colton's presence, I'd forgotten about her entirely. But she brushed my concerns off, winking shamelessly.

The moment we were inside, I took Colton's hand, pulling him down and pressing my mouth against his ear. "Just so you know…. You've got me completely wrapped around your little finger right now…. use that to your advantage."

I quirked my eyebrow at her, a sly smile forming on my lips. I cupped her cheeks, dipping down so my nose was pressed against hers.

“And how should I do that?” I murmured, my eyes darkening. Not because I was losing it—I was, but not for that reason—but because I wanted her. “What do you want me to do, Elle?”

My heartbeat immediately sped up. The look in his eyes……. Suddenly, I couldn't breathe.

"Patience," I found myself whispering. "We should probably get to your room before someone catches us…"

I smirked, reaching down to clasp our fingers together.

“You’re right,” he murmured. “We should wait till we’re in my room. Then I can do what I want, right?”

A shiver ran down my spine. "Slow down, tiger," I managed to whisper teasingly, despite my flushed face and thundering heart. "We haven't even been together for a day.."

I let him lead the way, too weak from the residual ecstasy he'd left me with to do much other than follow.

Once we were in my room, I shut the door, locked it and pulled her in my arms, pressing our lips together again. I could kiss her forever and never get tired of it.

I snaked my arms around her waist, tightening my hold on her, waiting for her to slip her fingers in my hair.

I very nearly melted into his embrace, reaching up to much my fingers into his thick, curly hair.

"Where'd you learn to kiss like this?" I murmured weakly, moving my mouth against his.

I responded by gently taking her lower lip between my teeth, holding her tightly so she wouldn’t fall.

“I guess I’m a natural,” I smirked against her lips, enjoying the way she responded to my touches.

A gasp flew from my mouth—I hadn't expected him to make such a bold move. If his strong arms hadn't been wrapped firmly around me at that moment…

"Wait—" I exhaled shakily, pressing closer. "You've never kissed anyone before?"

The gasp that came from her mouth fueled my desires and it took too much out of me to not devour her right there and then.

“I have,” I replied quietly. “Just… not like this. I have courted girls from noble families but…”

"Not like this?" I echoed, not understanding. "What do you mean?"

I felt so unbelievably safe, tucked away in Colton's arms….. who would've known? If someone had told me that these events would take place when I'd first arrived at the school, I would have called them crazy. But now…

I answered her by pressing my mouth against her gently, kissing her softly her passionately. I deepened the kiss, tilting my head for better access to her mouth.

“Like this…” I murmured. “With want. Love, passion. They never interested me.”

My hand gently rubbed her back, feeling her binder against my hand. I should tell her to remove it when she’s here… it must make her uncomfortable, wearing it every day.

Love.

My blush intensified. "And I….. I interest you?" I ventured carefully, despite the fact that he'd already informed me of the answer. I wanted to hear him say it again, to feel him murmur it against my lips.

“Yes,” I replied, my lips still pressed against hers though they’d stopped moving. “You do. You always have. I guess I’m more interested in women pretending to be boys rather than the girlish ones, huh?”

"Oh, believe me, I can get quite 'girlish'," I teased, slinging my arms around his neck. "Honestly, if I wasn't currently supposed to be my brother, I'd be wearing a flowy blue dress while braiding flowers into your hair. Of course, that's not to say that I'm a weak pansy. I just…. I like feminine things, and being strong."

I realized that I'd begun to ramble, and pulled away, embarrassed.

I actually laughed at her comment, shaking my head before kissing her on the forehead, my arms still on her hips.

“I wouldn’t think of you as anything other than strong,” I chuckled softly. “Then when you’re finally able to walk around as a woman, with a bondmate over your shoulder, you can wear a flowy dress and braid flowers in my hair.”

I let out a soft, sheepish laugh. All of a sudden the realization struck me that I'd been speaking to him with my normal voice, not my purposefully lowered one.

"Does it sound strange..?" I ventured, "To hear me speak like this?"

I gently caressed her cheek.

“No,” I replied, bumping our foreheads together. “I love your voice. It’s beautiful. It’s soothing. If I could, I would make it so you never had to speak like a man ever again.”

His constant compliments, the incredible care with which he handled me…. It was amazing. He was amazing.

"I could sing to you sometime, if you'd like," I offered shyly, cautiously pulling away and seating myself on the end of his bed.

I followed her to the bed, sitting down next to her and wrapping an arm around her shoulders.

“I’d like that,” I murmured. “Do you want to change out of your binder? It’s uncomfortable, isn’t it?”

"I'm used to the pain…." I murmured, eyes flickering away as I nodded. "But yes, it's uncomfortable…

Suddenly, I grew nervous. I couldn't remove the binder entirely while he was watching—I had no support of any kind.

“You can use my bathroom,” I murmured. “And if you need comfortable clothes, I can lend you mine. I want you to be as comfortable as possible, okay?”

“I—I’ll just loosen it,” I murmured, fixing my eyes to my lap. “And thank you….. do you happen to have a second pair of pyjamas?”

I pulled myself to my feet, walking over to my cabinet to take out a shirt and sweatpants. Both were my size, but the sweatpants had elastic around it, so it wouldn't… make her uncomfortable.

"Here," I murmured, handing them to her, pressing a small kiss to her forehead. "Take your time. If you need anything else, just let me know, okay?"