MORTALE

6

LA TUA CASA É CON ME

CHAPTER SIX

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DEIMOS couldn't find it in him to wake her up when they parked. He gently grabbed her out of the car, holding her to his chest tightly as he entered her home again. They had spent the entire day out and the sun was beginning to set. He noticed the lights on in the living room, meaning that Celine was home. 

He walked into the sounds of sizzling and the smell of food. Before he entered the kitchen, he walked up the stairs to Faye's room and laid her back down on the bed, covering her up with the blankets around her. When he was sure she was safe and secure, he closed her door and walked down to the kitchen.

He found Celine standing in front of the stove, gently stirring some vegetables in the pan.

"How was it?" Without even turning around, Celine asked him.

Deimos grunted and sat down on the stool behind the counter.

"What?" He asked Celine as she turned around to look at him.

She set down a plate of roasted veggies in front of him as he looked down at it in speculation.

"What's this?" He growled, looking at the veggie-only meal.

"It's what we eat here. Now eat up," Celine sat down next to him.

He sighed and began to eat his meatless meal.

"Being alone with Faye, how was it?" Celine picked up the conversation. Deimos smiled as he thought back to his time spent with his love.

"It was good. She has a lot of energy," he chuckled as Celine nodded.

"She loves to be outside. She loves to be interacting with those around her, whether it's just gardening or going to the bakery. So please, don't keep her locked up inside all day," Celine begged him.

He understood her vulnerability.

"I would never want to hurt her, mentally or physically. I would never keep her locked away. I'm not a beast." Celine sighed and nodded, thankful that Deimos understood. They finished their meal in silence; Deimos cast glances at the stairway, secretly hoping Faye would wake up.

"She must've had a big day if she's still sleeping," Celine joked, picking up their dirty plates to wash them. "Go, be with her." She pushed Deimos away as he offered to help her.

She was still curled under the blankets, warm and quiet. The window was open and he walked over to close it, worried about the colder temperatures at night. He grabbed his bag from the car and changed into sweatpants and no shirt before quietly sneaking under the warm covers with her. He grabbed her curled figure and pulled her closer to him as she responded to his presence, sighing against his chest. 

He pressed a kiss to her forehead and closed his eyes. 

DEIMOS awoke to two hands pressing against his cheeks. "Wake up!"

He groaned and reached up, gently grasping Faye's tiny wrists and pulling them away from his cheeks.

"Ugh," he opened one eye to find Faye kneeling next to his body. "What are you doing?"

Faye giggled and began to trace the intricate array of tattoos on his chest and stomach. "I wanted you to wake up."

He pressed a short kiss to her head and sighed, stretching. Faye watched as all his muscles moved while he was stretching.

"Enjoying the view?" He teased, moving her hair away from her eyes. Faye blushed and hid her face behind her hands, not saying anything. "Let's get ready," he groaned and gently lifted her to place her beside the bed, getting up as well. He walked over to her dressers and began to open the drawers, looking for some clothes for her. "What shirt do you want to wear today, hm?" He looked through her collection. Many were light pink with prints of animals on the front.

He would've let her wear a dress but he wanted to take a walk through the forest and wanted her to be covered from the bugs and branches. "I want to wear my new dress!" She opened her closet to show her array of frilly dresses, a perfect match to her personality.

"Not today, I want to take you to the forest and I don't want you to get all scratched up. You need to wear a shirt and pants."

Faye pouted but let Deimos win. He grabbed a light pink shirt that had a bunny on it along with some black pants. He quickly grabbed out a pair of underwear and a bra, making Faye blush as he riffled through the drawers of her intimates. But he didn't seem bothered.

It'll do, he thought, looking at the clothes. Faye grabbed the clothes and ran into the bathroom to change.

"All ready! Let's go!"

Deimos sat on her bed, fully dressed. Faye wasn't sure how he had managed to get dressed so quickly and find new clothes but he sat there adorned in a shirt and some jeans.

"Not so fast, little flower. You still need to brush your teeth and brush your hair." He stood up with his arms crossed, giving her a look. She sighed and pouted but nodded. "If you brush your teeth, I'll brush your hair for you," he promised. She gasped and hurried in, brushing her teeth at light speed. Once she was ready, she ran back to where he was and grabbed her brush, almost shoving it in his face. 

"Rallenta (slow down) baby, we don't have to leave yet. Now come, sit between my legs." She nodded and walked over to the bed, sitting in front of him, caged in between his thighs.

Deimos began to run his fingers through her hair, gently pulling apart any knots or tangles, something scratching her scalp too. Faye was in such pleasure she nearly fell asleep again as her eyes closed and she let her head roll back.

"Don't fall asleep on me yet," he teased.

Faye muttered a small 'sorry' and blushed, thankful he didn't see her red face. He kissed the back of her head to show it was okay and began to use the brush to gently smooth out her hair. He was so delicate with her like she was a flower that he was dusting off the petals. Once he was finally finished, he put it up in two pigtails for her, wanting to keep it out of her face. 

"All done." He kissed her cheek as she giggled.

"Thank you, mister."

"You can call me Deimos, love." She nodded. 

"Okay, Deimos." 

He loved the sound of her voice speaking his name. It was almost as if she was an angel and her voice was a psalm sang only for him.

"Perfect," he grabbed her hand and began to walk her down the stairs.