- HAZEL -
It’s evening. I’ve never felt so spoiled before in my life by soone I care about till now. I’m in his bath tub having a hot shower. My body needed this warmth to feel relaxed.
Having the whole day away from school feels aweso. I was able to drive my thoughts to settle on sothing new. Sothing not worrying.
“Hey.” Killian’s voice echoes in the bathroom, making turn to look for him. My eyes catch a glimpse of the sexy silhouette. He’s standing by the door.
“Hey.” I smile at him, biting my lip. He looks good, as always. I don’t know why I ever thought Killian wouldn’t have ti to spend the whole day with , today, he just proved wrong. If anything, he’s been so sweet all day. It makes wonder what I did to find soone like him.
You fucked him, that’s what! If anything, thank Tristan. I shrug my thought off with a frown.
“Dinner’s ready. Want to bring it up or you’re coming down?”
I give this a thought. He doesn’t like people eating in his room. One thing Killian hates more than rules being broken is dirt. Squeaky clean should be his middle na. “I’ll be down in twenty minutes.” I finally say under my breath. The door cos shut as he steps in. Killian leans his back to the door, sticks one leg out and rests the other on the door to form an angle while having his arms folded across his chest. I stare at him perplexed. “What-“ I swallow, managing to catch my breath. “What are you doing here?”
He looks up at . “Waiting.” He says. He’s joking, right? “Can’t eat dinner without you so might as well wait with you.”
I squint. He just wants to see naked. “Very lustrous of you, don’t you think?”
“If my desires aren’t targeted at you, who else would they be for?”
This causes to pause for a second. Fair point.
“In that case,” I stand up. Soapy water pours down my body. “I’ll be in the shower.” I smirk at him.
Killian raises both his hands up like he is surrendering. This makes giggle. I take a gentle step out of the tub and walk towards him. His hands are still stretched up in the air. I hold my wrists behind my back and peer my body forward, craning my head up. Killian’s eyes are fixed into mine. This gives a sudden bold countenance. “Watch .”
“No need to tell twice.” He says almost imdiately, voice so deep it made my knees lt but I am maintaining a firm countenance.
Killian hasn’t let use the internet all morning. We’ve either been watching movies or doing sothing that completely takes my mind away from any activity that requires holding my phone. I adore the effort. If I wasn’t a student, I wouldn’t rember there’s such a thing as school.
“You know you can’t touch , right?”
He leans lower and holds both my cheeks in one hand. “Fully aware.” Killian moves his head forward. It’s completely in front of mine. My eyes rests on his lips then at both his eyes till they et his lips again. “Unless you want to, kitten.”
A sharp breath leaves my lips. I suddenly feel heat brew between us. Killian let’s go of . “Go have your bath. I’m starving.”
I shoot him a glare. “I didn’t ask you to wait for .”
“I insist. Plus, deep down, you know you want to.” I sashay my head to the side. I’m not going to agree to that.
Killian presses two fingers together of both hands and folds both of them at the sa ti. “Watch .” He mimicks at a suppressed tone. I- I don’t sound like that!
And that’s not fair. I flash him a stern look then walk into the cubicle. I can hear a laugh trail into my ears from the ends of the bathroom. Haha, very funny.
I turn the shower on. “You know, if you want, I can wash you. My fingers are very skilled.”
I snarl. “I’m not letting you touch again.” I don’t an that. Deep down, I know I’d die if he never lays a hand on again.
“Your body says otherwise.” Killian responds, his voice deepened.
I scoff. “You wish.”
“Look at yourself Hazel.” Killian breath. He’s far away from yet I can feel the aura and vibration in his tone. I’m not inclined to but I let my eyes drape all over my body. “Look at the marks caused by my sucking and think about how good I make your body feel then tell you don’t want to touch you.”
I exhale out my mouth as I stare at myself.
“If you do decide that after having a decent look at yourself, then I won’t lay a finger on you again.” This makes gasp. I dread that. “Unless of course you beg to.”
“Tch.” I say out loud.
“You’re not giving an answer, kitten. Guess it’s a no.”
I turn back to face him. “Think whatever you want.” I stick a tongue out. I don’t know if he can see because of the dew on the cubicle glass walls but it’s worth a short.
“Cute.”
I roll my eyes at his words. I’m not trying to be ‘cute’. My hand runs over my body as I rinse the soap off. He’s right though. Not having him lay his hands on would suck big ti. I lift my head up to face the shower, keeping my eyes closed and sink my hand into my hair. It’s not sothing I want to witness.
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