The Power Academy

Chapter 44- Eavesdropping

Kayla's PoV:

"When are they supposed to be getting here?" I asked as I sprawl across a couple of the chairs.

"Three minutes less than the last time you asked, now shut up you're making me lose my focus," Seb jabs as he goes back to focusing on his video game. I roll my eyes and toss a spoon at Gemma's head. Rather than dodging it, she quickly catches it and poses with it as if it were a karaoke mic.

"I am so bored, so bored I'm going to die-" Gemma sings into the spoon, dancing around the room. "If they don't get here soon I'm gonna cry," rather than continuing, she throws the spoon back to me, expecting a second verse.

"Food is my love, yeah it's all I need. If the boys want to eat, then fricken speed," Jumping out of the chair I follow Gemma around, running aimlessly.

"Oh is that so?" We hear a deep voice from the doorway. Gemma and I both spin around and see Sasha and Damien leaning against the door.

"I-I mean uh, well, what we uh, what we meant to say was uh-" I stutter trying to find the words.

"Hey, don't look at me, I was just trying to play my game over here and they were going crazy," Seb defended himself with his hands raised.

"Dipshit, you're supposed to be the dominant of the group, you're telling me ya couldn't handle a sub and a brat?" Damien teases as they walk in.

"Hey! No one gets to call Bastian dipshit but me!" Sasha rebuts as he shoves Damien jokingly on the shoulder. Sebby is instantly up and walking toward Sasha.

"Oh really?" He grabs Sasha's shirt collar and roughly pulls him into a kiss, "What's my name again love?"

Sasha kisses the tip of Seb's nose, "My Dipshit"

"Better," Seb responds as Damien moves to the kitchen to wash his hands. Gemma and I don't waste any more time with the greetings as we run to the table.

Rather than waiting, Gemma immediately begins to dig into the food as the rest of the group is walking over. People begin to serve themselves, and I sit and talk to everyone as they begin to get what they want. Not wanting to be the one to take everything first, I was planning on waiting, but before I am able to, Damien grabs my plate.

"A little bit of everything to start?" I look up at him and nod, smiling softly. He makes my plate and sets it in front of me before getting his own, and soon enough we are all devouring the ziti and sides that we made. As we ate and had fun, I continued to steal looks at Damien, watching him laugh, enjoy friends, and overall looking completely irresistible.

"So what made you guys go all out tonight?" Damien asks as he rests his hand on my thigh. My breath hitches and I lose focus on the conversation as my full attention is on his hand. The way his fingers are lazily tracing shapes on my inner thigh drives me wild and it takes everything in me to not squirm or make it obvious. Suddenly I feel his breath against my neck as he leans over, "You alright, Little One?" I clear my throat and nod, not wanting to talk. He chuckles under his breath, and slides his hand up further on my leg, coming dangerously close to where I need him, "All you need to do is ask," my hand grips onto his wrist for dear life, not knowing if I want him to never stop, or to stay still. Kissing my forehead, he moves his hand away from me, taking my hands with it as I was still holding on tightly.

"Awe, look how cute you guys are," Gemma gushes as I blush. Sasha chuckles into his drink, obviously knowing what was happening.

"Cute. Definitely," Sasha jokes as he winks at me. I glare at him, letting go of Damien's wrist and bringing it back to my own lap. Not even a moment later do I feel Damien's hand on me once again, but this time he was intertwining his fingers with mine, pulling my hand onto his lap. I smile at him, absolutely loving his desire to simply feel me there.

The guys do most of the cleaning as the 'cooking team' runs to the room to set up the clothes, activities, and movies we have prepared for the night. Seb sends me down to get them, and as I approach the room, I hear the two men talking.

"So you really don't think we are rushing things Ash?" Damien asks. All too curious to hear the conversation, I pause at the door, staying just out of sight.

"Ian, I swear you freak out more than Bastian sometimes. You truly care about this girl right?"

"Obviously, but dude she's my student. You've gotta admit that is a little weird."

"I will stop you right there. Do you really think of all places, this is where that dynamic would be considered weird? If anything, I am astounded this is the first time anything would have happened like this here."

"I don't want to push things or come off as forceful."

"Well Ian, you've got a blessing and a curse right now. All she has experienced is the bad. So on one hand, the way you treat her is going to be better than she's ever experienced, but on the other hand… all she has experienced is the bad, you're going to have to be the one to put in the work every moment to make sure she feels safe and cared for."

"I know… that's why we are having the meeting and signing a contract before… you know."

"Excuse me? So you're saying the sexual tension we had to swim through during dinner was the two of you before you've driven her wild?"

"I mean, things have happened, but I definitely wouldn't say I've used all of my tricks just yet," not all of his tricks huh? Guess I'll be pulling out that white lingerie for the meeting, hot stuff. "But seriously, Sasha, you're my best friend, be real with me."

"Be real? Okay, you just met this girl a few weeks ago, and you're obviously falling for her. If you don't make it official by the end of the week, you'll have to deal with me, and not the me that chooses to submit to my beautiful Bastian, mind you," Ok ok I need to stop eavesdropping on them before they notice.

"Well how about tomorrow I-" not letting Damien continue, I skip into the room as if I hadn't been standing at the door for the past ten minutes.

"You both are needed in Sebby's room, stat!" Before I could hear anything else, I sprinted out of the room and back up the stairs before I could hear
anything else