The kiss was hungry, fierce, full of need. There was nothing sweet about it. He took your breath away, & for a moment, you forgot about everything. Forgot about everything that happened between you two, what he did. You forgot about your anger, forgot about your fear. Forgot about what he was. For that one moment, you were just a boy & a girl. & All you could think about was how badly you wanted him. His kiss was like nothing you ever felt before, you were in complete extacy. He suddenly grabbed you by the waist & rolled over so you were on top of him. Strandling him. He tighted his grip on your body, & rotated his hips, grinding against you. You gasped & he slipped his tongue into your mouth. You thought you might pass out, you've never felt anything like this before. All he was doing was kissing you & you were on the verge of orgasm.
You wanted to go further, so much futher, but after a couple minutes of passionate making out. He rolled over on his side, pulling you with him, & pulling away. You pouted, slightly dissapointed, he chuckled. Reaching up & brushing your hair away from your face. You lay, there panting, looking into eachothers eyes for a while. Until you could breathe properly again.
"What are we doing? One minute you're acting like you're going to kill me, & talking about playing games with me. The next you're saving my life &.. Kissing me." You searched his eyes, trying to figure out what was going on in that brain of his. He sighed & sat up, you followed.
"That whole 'sadistic psycho' thing was just an act. You made me feel something, Ember. Something I've never felt before. Something I can't put my finger on, but because of that something. I can't bring myself to lay a finger on you again, without feeling remorse. Guilt. That's a feeling I've been immune to for years now. Being what I am, & having to do what I do. Eventually, you have to teach yourself to be numb. You have to teach yourself to hunt without remorse, or it drives you mad. All the guilt, eating away at you. Makes you crazy. So I taught myself to be emotionless, to feel nothing, when I prey on someone. I had to. & It was going pretty smoothly, until that night with you. The minute you started crying, something snapped. & All I felt was guilt.
I thought, if I acted like I didn't, if I treated you like I treat all my prey. It would go away. So I did." He was starring at the wall, the entire time he spoke. He didn't look at you once. "Then I saw you tonight with those.. those, sick bastards-" You cut him off.
"Wiat, I thought you were on tour? How did you know I was was in trouble & where I was? & How did you get here so fast?" You asked, raising an eyebrow at him.
"I'm an Incubus, my dear. Remember?" He looked over at you & winked.
*Oh yeah, duh.. Wow, Ember, you're a smart one..* You mentally smacked yourself.
"That & not only is that mark on your neck a symbol. When I marked you, a bond was made between us. I now know when you need me, when you're in trouble or in need, & where you are." He explained, scooting around til he was sitting criss-cross in front of you. You smiled, that was actually kind of sweet. "Anyway, as I was saying. After I saw you tonight, with those.. Sick fucks harassing you. Touching you. I couldn't keep the act up anymore. It scared me to death, I don't know why, but the thought of them hurting you. Especially like that, killed me." He paused. "You've done something to me Ember.." He grabbed your hand & held it in his. "I don't know what yet, but.. I want to start over with you.." Your jaw dropped. "No Incubus shit this time. Just a boy & a girl." You didn't know what to say, you were in shock. "Please?" His eyes were so sad, even after what he did to you, his eyes alone were enough to make you knod your head in agreement. He grinned & you checked your phone to see what time it was.
"Jesus, it's 5 in the morning. I should get some sleep, I'm going to need it after all this.."
"I'll get going then" He said, begining to get up.
"No, wait!" You grabbed his hand to keep him from leaving. "Stay? Just for a little bit?" He looked at you, surprised. You didn't blame him, you kind of surprised yourself. You let go of his hand & slipped your legs under the covers & patting the space next to you. He smiled & slid in next to you. You laid down, facing him. He noticed the brace on your hand & ran a finger over it.
"I'm sorry.." He apologized, you justed shushed him.
"Shhh, it's not broken. As long as you never do it again, it's in the past." You reached up & stroked his cheek with your thumb. *God, this is weird, this is so weird..* You thought to yourself. & It was, you were laying in bed with the man who recently nearly killed you, & you felt.. Nothing. No fear, not hate, no anger. It was very weird, but honestly. You were ok with it, for some odd reason.
He started humming a song, more than likely one of his own, while running his fingers through your hair. Eventually, lulling you into a deep sleep. Before you knodded it off completely though, you heard him whisper.
"What have you done to me?"