A Face Made For Daylight

Enticed me for a second time today

*Just a little bit of smut--I'll owe you guys a real filthy one soon haha*

Alistair and Kid turned to see Stella standing in the frame of the door to the dinning room. Alistair's gaze went to her eyes which looked slightly puffy. He never noticed how soft her eyes looked and he lingered studying the shape of them. He knew he was harsh with her earlier, and knowing what Nathaniel told him, he felt the urgency of being kinder to her under the time pressure.

But it was easier said than done.

Alistair cleared his throat and ran a hand through his hair exhaling. His shoulders fell with his sigh as he looked at Kid and then began walking towards Stella . He can't remember the last time he apologized to anyone. Stella lifted her chin up and composed herself, her expression stern, stoic. Alistair didn't recognize the feeling within him. He was nervous as he approached her. Whereas most of the women before her adhered to his rules, gushed over him, laughed at his jokes, and were submissive, she was the most unsuitable pet, a lioness. He was only a few steps away, still walking towards her as he spoke. "Stella—about what I said earlier—I'm---" She walked towards him, intentionally knocking her shoulder into him.

"I was talking to your brother." She sneered, looking him down as she walked past him. Alistair was shocked, annoyed, angry, yet slightly delighted by her challenge. He didn't turn but simply stood there, his mouth still curved into his last word.

Stella stood with her arms folded across her chest looking up at Kid. "Who the fuck is Marie?" Kid looked behind her to see Alistair scratch the back of his head as he turned to face them. He had a smirk on his face. Stella was challenging him and he liked it. Kid's thoughts went to Marie and how Stella had the same fire within her. A fire Alistair would avoid in all women, but not now. He was stuck with Stella.

"Yeah Kid—" Alistair moved in closer. Stella didn't turn or flinch at the sound of his voice behind her. She ignored him. Alistair continued. "Who's Marie?" He looked to his brother smirking.

"Do you really want me telling my version of the story Al?" He squinted his eyes testing his brother. Alistair chuckled behind Stella. She kept her gaze on Kid, not once acknowledging Alistair. He stepped in closer. She can feel him inches away from her body and he can feel the heat radiating off hers. "Stella love?" He spoke deeply behind her, the tone of his voice vibrating through her body. "Why don't you have a seat. Don't want you getting dizzy again. This may be a lot for you."

Stella looked at Kid. "Do you wanna go outside and sit in the sun with me and tell me your side of the story?" As the words left her mouth, she felt the air change in the room. Alistair was fuming, gritting his teeth. She swallowed sharply as she felt his breath behind her.

Kid's eyes went to his brother's. Alistair was staring her down, hovering over her, ready to devour her if he could. Never blinking, his jaw was clenched as he held himself back. The tension between then deafening.

Kid cleared his throat. "You know what? Why don't we go into the main area there---I'd prefer a change of scenery." He looked back at his brother who was still glued on Stella. Kid turned to Stella. "I'm just gonna pour myself a drink." He looked back Alistair. "---I feel like I'm gonna need one." Kid pressed his lips down smiling warmly at Stella as he walked towards the bar area and started pouring himself a drink, taking his time, hoping his brother would retreat.

"Stella---" Alistair almost whispered her name behind her. She rolled her eyes not turning and began to walk forward. His hand went to her waist stopping her. Her heart began to race and she cursed it knowing Alistair can sense it. She looked forward at Kid but he had his back turned to them. Alistair smirked down her back to himself feeling her beating heart, knowing she was affected by his touch. He inched even closer, his hips aligned with hers, brushing himself slightly against her back. She parted her lips feeling his strength. He leaned in and was hovering above her ear. He shut his eyes, his lips curving into a smile and slowly moved his face close to her hair smelling her scent. His quiet moan mixed with the sound of his breath in her ear made her squeeze her legs together at the tension he caused.