Forgotten past

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Little bit of smut:0 they taking it slow though calm yourselves;)

He cradled me on the ground until I was able to breathe again. "Why would you do that?" I tell put into his chest finally with the courage to push my self away from him sitting against the wall.
I couldn't read him, he clearly had no regret for what he had done but the sight of me was causing him distress.

He didn't answer my question. "What is he talking about Michael! Why don't I remember him?!" I began to sob again looking at Michael in front of me.
"You showed him no mercy." I whisper wiping my tears aside.
"And he showed me no loyalty. He knows what you are to me." He tried to scoot closer reaching out to me but I finch back, Michael looked surprised, scared almost.

"Fine you want to mourn over that pathetic traitor than you shall." He stands up but I'm quick to jump up at him grabbing his arm.
I didn't want him to leave me, but I didn't even want to look at him right now. It felt like this a lot with Michael. The undeniable need and want for him but the unbeknownst daring nature of him my moral compass was dizzy.

He peered down at me confused by my action as I shake my head I take a step closer to him removing a lock of hair out of his face. He only stares at me with deeper intent watching my every move, he rapidly grabs my cheeks in his hands and gently brushed his thumb over my salty tear soaked lips.

I close my eyes feeling his touch spur the safety in me and feel his warmth come in closer. With a small tug of my cheeks he kisses me, I don't respond at first but when he inches back I snake my hands around his neck crashing my lips on to his. His tongue was quick to slip in my mouth and his hands pulling my back into him my breath pressed up against his chest. He started pushing me to the right letting me fall on the bed with him straight on top of me.

His kisses began to get sloppy, moving from my cheek nibbling on my neck and my ear I couldn't help but let a groan escape. Butterfly's were jumping around in my stomach at the feel of his wet warm lips around my skin. With him nuzzled in my neck he grips my hips moving me up the bed. His hands begin to hold down my chest as his lips come back to my lips.

His hands roam freely around my body as he begins to tug the frantic of my dress around my thighs lifting it up to my mid thigh.
His long fingers began to caress my bare thigh as his hand slipped in between my legs. My breathing begin to hitch Michael broke apart from my lips for a second.
"Look at me." He demands his voice soft yet so husky. I do as he says staring up at him into his beautiful eyes spilling with lust and bad intentions.
His hand rides up touching my heat and he begins to rub over my panties I feel my head arch back and my eyes roll "look at me!" He says again but louder this time I immediately snap my head back to him and his lips continue to attack mine.

I felt myself grow wet through the fabric of my pants as he works his fingers amongst me, I was terrified my heart was pounding but I felt ecstatic. I'd never felt anything like this, i was delving in the pleasure.
Michaels fingers began to twiddle at the hem of my pants but my panic mode set in I snap my hands pushing against his chest adjusting myself up breathless and uncomposed.

He only smirks down at me "it's okay angel."
His hand legs go of my pants and moves up to my hair which he began to come with his fingers.
"I'm sorry." I break out barely. He chuckles lightly before wrapping his hands underneath me around my back lifting me up to him like a rag doll. I was astounded at how easily he could handle me.

I rest my head on his shoulder and I feel him unzip my dress slowly.
"Let's get some rest." He whispers into my ear as he continues to unzip me. I gulp and nod while he stands up he stands in front of me as he begins to unbutton his shirt not breaking the eye contact, the moment for some reason felt incredibly sensual and I couldn't stop staring up at him.

I took the initiative stand up letting my dress fall to the ground. He eyed me up and down with desire burning in his eyes. He steps closer to me kissing me once again before I lay in the bed watching him undress. He lifts up the covers laying next to me in his pants. I dive straight into his chest with a swoosh of his hands the candles were out. The last thing I remember is circling my fingers around his chest.

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I woke to an empty bed and my cold bare body, laying in my bra and pants I pulled the covers up closer to me. I close my eyes allowing the images of last night to flood in. My body reacted in such a crazy way when I thought about it, just even thinking of Michael, but I also grew stiff, I knew there was something unraveled here due to jimmy and I was going to find it.

I throw on a black silk dress and comb through my notes hair before Emma calls for me. I was slightly embarrassed to see her after her walking in on me and Michael last night.
"Come in" I say as she sheepishly opens the door.
"Morning miss, breakfast is ready." She didn't even make eye contact with me as she spoke.

"Thank you Emma. Are you okay?" I ask.
"I'm fine I'm just a little confused, the man who came last night we never saw him leave and the guest room is vacant." My heart sank a little.
"I think langdon took him out it's alright." I hide my dismay and follow her out the door as she nods taking my word for it.

She leaves me at the door before I walk in to an empty table. I was here before Michael, I took my seat and waited patiently but the seconds turned to minutes. Michael finally walked in flustered and clearly under stress.
He sat down next to me "is this about the breach in the outpost?" I spoke acknowledging his stress.
He looked up at me with a small smile "no, I knew they would be over run eventually, but soon I will have to scout out ms mead from outpost 3."
"So what's wrong?"
"Nothing lena." He dismisses me, the tension grew and we ate in silence. Once again the hot and cold shoulder was on.
"Are we going to talk about what happened last night?" I say referring to jimmy.
He turns his head to me with a devilish smirk mid mouthful. He chews his food with the mischievous smirk only growing until he spoke "which part" He asks resting his hands on the table.

I felt my cheeks turn red "jimmy." I mutter looking down to my food. I heard Michael shifting in his seat.
"Jimmys gone what else is there to say?"
"The fact that I knew jimmy. Part of me is still missing Michael."
He sighs "what do you want me to do about it?"
I was growing annoyed I had no idea If he had any control over this or if he didn't but he could have been more empathetic.

I stood up from my chair the noise echoing through the room "fuck you" I spat walking out the dining room. I knew what I had to do... I had to get in his room I had to find something surely there's a spell or something I can find in order to bring my memory around.

I wait in my room until I hear Michaels footsteps booming through the corridors until they grew quite.
I knew this meant he was working away in his office, I creeped our scattering to his bedroom. Their the desk sat with the piles of paper and books.

I run my hand over the paper I enhance my power closing my eyes allowing everything to rush in. Please please please allow me to seek the truth. I channelled the energy through my hands my eyes swelled shut I feel the heat coming from a hard book as I pick it up.

I open my eyes looking at the journal in front of me. I wasted no time getting caught in Michaels room so I slipped it under my arm hurrying back to my room.
Once I was inside I made sure to lock the door before sitting cross legged on my bed. I hovered my hands over the book channelling my power once again I heard the book flipping sporadically until it landed on a page.

Amongst the page was a spell I have to admit I was terrified. I began to chant the foreign words feeling the unconsciousness rise and whisk me away.