Beauty and the Beast

“What’s it like?” I asked Andy.

We were sitting on one of the couches in the party room. Ashley was walking in and out for various items but other than that everyone was either gone or asleep. I laid my head against his chest, his arm wrapped around my shoulders, holding my close. He played with my hair gently, tying it into small braids or tucking it behind my ear. I could feel him sigh deeply.

“Its…” he started, “like I know what I’m doing, but I have no control. Like someone else takes control of my body. I can’t even think like I normally do. I can see and feel everything, but there’s nothing I can do about it.”

He stopped stroking my hair. I rested a hand on his chest and looked up at him. He gave a weak smile at me and kissed my forehead. “How?”

“What do you mean?” He narrowed his eye brows.

“What did this to you? How did you get like this?” I still looked into his eye.

He looked away and took a small breath. “A necromancer.”

“Like the one who tried to kill me?” I interrupted.

He shook his head, “no those crave blood and torture, the one who did this to me, they crave chaos; they like to make everyone’s life hell. Sometimes they give you riddles to get rid of the curse they put on you. But most of the time you’re stuck with what you got.”

There was a pause, I sat up more. “What did you get?”

“Like the riddle thing?” He asked.

I nodded. “Can you fix this?”

He looked away, his arm slowly slid away from me. He fiddled this his thumbs and then shook his head. “There’s nothing I can do about it.” His face was filled with sorrow and something else I couldn’t figure out.

I laid my head back on his chest, holding him tight. “I’m so sorry.”

His arm found its way back to my shoulder. “It’s not your fault.”

I slid my thumb over his knee, there was a small rip in his pants, exposing his skin. He started thumbing over my shoulder. I sighed and leaned my head farther into his chest. After a few moments he pulled me away from him.

“What?” I giggled, he didn’t seem serious for some reason.

He stared at my lips, his hand wondered to my neck, pulling me closer gently. I rested my hand on his knee and let him pull me close. Our lips touched, this would be the second time I would kiss him. It was much more passionate. He kept one hand on my neck and let the other wonder to my side. I kept one hand on his knee, and the other, gently on his chest. He nipped at my bottom lips, begging for entrance. Startled, I pulled away. I bit my lip and looked down. His hand soon fell away from me.

“I’m sorry, I just…” I tucked my hair behind my ear. I didn’t want to see the expression on his face. “I’ve never done anything with anyone.”

He chuckled and hugged me gently. “That’s okay.” He kissed the top of my head. “We don’t even have to kiss if you don’t want.”

“Just lay here?” I asked, looking up to him.

He smiled at me and nodded. “Just lay here.”

“Good!” I snuggled against him again, this time, falling asleep without interruption.

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