You stared at him, in shock. Your mouth hanging open & your eyes wide. You nodded but didn't utter a word, you were too stunned to even speak.
"It was something like that.." He rubbed the back of his neck, awkwardly, & looked down at the bed you were sitting on. Avoiding eye contact.
You had no idea what had come over you, & you didn't know why you did what you did next, but the minute he said those word. You couldn't control yourself. You grabbed the back of his neck & pulled him to you, until his sinful lips, were on yours. He was taken aback, at first (& so were you), but within a matter of second. His began to kiss you back. He grabbed you hips & pulled you to him, until your bodies were pressed tightly together. In that moment, the minute he started kissing back, the moment your bodies touched. You felt a spark, like you've never felt before. The first time you kissed, you hadn't expected it, & you were still slightly scared of him still at the time. This time, you wanted it, & he did too.
He laid down, pulling you down on top of him, his lips never leaving yours for a second. His hands roamed over your legs & sides, never going any further than that though. You tangled your fingers in his hair & lightly latched onto his lip ring with your teeth. You tugged it, gently, then released it again. He growled at you, not the scary growl you were use to though. This one made you skin breakout in goosebumbs & shudder. He suddenly rolled over, flipping you onto your back, & attacked your lips again.
Slowly, that spark you felt, grew into a roaring fire. Hotter than an Arizona summer.. Sadly, it didn't last very long. Once again, he stopped & pulled away, just as you were starting to get caught up in the moment. You pouted, sticking your lower lip out & whimpering like a sad puppy. He chuckled & laid down next to you, cupping your face & stroking your cheek with his thumb.
"Not yet.. I'd like to wait until we're actually together." He said sweetly, kissing your forehead. Your heart melted, along with the rest of you. You were putty in his hands.
"You really want to be? Together, I mean." You asked, smiling from ear to ear.
"Well yeah. Do you?" You thought about it for a minute.
"You know what? I think I do." You grinned. He smiled back at you, widely, & wrapped his arms tightly around you. You cuddled up against him & just enjoyed the moment. Not thinking about the mark, not thinking about what he was, not thinking about what had happened between you two that brought you to this point. At the time being, he was just a boy, & you were just a girl. & You were falling for him, & he seemed to be falling for him too. & You were glad, this was the happiest you'd been in ages. You couldn't help it, even after wha he did, you were falling for him. & Hard too.
He was so sweet, & caring, & protective. He was smart, he had such a way with words, & he was funny too. He had good style, & from what you could see, a good taste in music too. Not to mention, his/the band's music was great. Oh & his voice. Whether he was speaking, singing, or screaming. It didn't matter. That deep, gravely voice, was.. To die for (you kind of have a thing for singers). & Did you forget to mention, he was gorgeous? Those lips, that body, those cheekbones even.. Wow. & His eyes, his big, lagoon blue eyes. They made you almost week in the knees.
& He saved your life, more than once. He took a dagger to the ribs for you, risked his health for you (you would say life but he's an Incubus, you had no idea if he could even die). To be perfectly honest, he was perfect (in your eyes, atleast). Maybe falling for him wasn't a bad thing at all. Screw what he did, screw everything that happened before that night, outside the club. When he saved your life. None of it mattered now. So what if he hunted you down? So what if you got a bump on the head & a twisted wrist? He didn't kill you, actually, he marked you. Then he saved your life, later. On two different occasions, one time, he didn't even need to. He WANTED to. That alone, is enough to make up for everything. Why not atleast TRY with him? Why not fall for him? You want to, so screw the past. If it weren't for what happened, you wouldn't be there with him. In his hotel room, cuddling, & 'watching' Batman. So why not? You don't really have a choice anyway, why not make the most of it.
"What are you thinking about so hard? You look like you're in pain." Andy chuckled, his deep voice bringing you out of your thoughts. You giggled & blushed.
"Thinking about us. About this." You reached up & brushed your finger tips over the scar on your neck.
"What about us? What about that?" He asked, curiously.
"I'm glad you put this mark on my neck. Maybe being stuck with you won't be so bad after all." You teased, poking the tip of his nose. His eyes lit up & he grinned at you, happy as a clam. The playfully glared at you.
"Wait, what do you mean it 'won't be so bad after all'? Hmmm?" He started poking you in the ribs again, making you laugh & jump.
"Andy, don't start that again!" You tried to wiggle away, but he crawled on top of you, blocking your only way out. He started tickling you again.
"No, Andy! Stop! I was teasing, I swear!" You whinned.
"Never!" He shouted.
"And- Andy! Stop! Pl- Ple- Please!" You begged between fits of laughter. He finally stopped, once you couldn't breathe anymore, & pecked you lightly on the lips. "You ass.." You teased & held your sides, trying to cover them incase he tried tickling you again.
"Am not, & if you keep it up, I'll do it again." He started slowly moving his hands to your ribs again. You grabbed his wrists & held them away from you.
"Fine, I give! I'm sorry."
"You better be." He grinned a wicked grin at you & rolled over til he was laying next to you again. He fished his phone out of his pocket & checked the time.
"Damn, I've got to get you home.."
"What time is it?"
"It's nearly 4pm."
"Shit, yeah, we gotta go." You jumped up of the bed, grabbing your jacket & purse & slidding on your booties. He whined & got up too, grabbing his sunglasses & jacket as well.
"Alright, let's go." He sighed & grabbed your hand, pulling you out of the room & down the hall.
"Oh, by the way. I'm glad I gave you that mark on your neck too." He squeezed your hand.