WMMAP - [S1] Shelter You - (愛)してる

Chapter 43: Detained Desire

Athanasia blushed riotously because of her extraordinary imagination as he stepped closer to the bed. She intuitively gripped the towel, the only fabric that she was wearing, tightly as if her life depended on it.

"What's wrong? Cold?" He voiced his concern.

Lucas paused for a reply as he kept his eyes locked to her face even though it was nowhere to be found. His now glittering ruby spheres accidentally averted their attention to her body. Blood rushed to his cheeks but faded as quickly the moment he met her trembling hands. Guilt confronted him critically. His assumption told him that he was already overstepping their boundary again.

Lucas heaved her higher and tightened his grip around her shoulders. He held her close so he could hide her. He had to hide her from his contagious and caged desire.

He ended up stopping in his track when someone was nuzzling his chest. It tickled him to the point that he wanted to drop her on the floor. Instead, he gazed upon her small frame only to realize she was shaking her head.

Athanasia knew she was being watched the moment she felt the stillness of his movement. She then muffled into his chest.

"I can't hear you," Lucas confessed.

Athanasia freed her hand from her towel and slapped her boyfriend across the chest before peeking her head from her hiding spot.

"I said I'm not cold!" Athanasia yelled. Their eyes met, and Lucas only raised an eyebrow at her, urging her to explain further. She was blushing still, but it only intensified as her explanation went by. "You are...! Too... Close...!!" She stowed her face away to its originating place. His chest. "Nowputmedown!!" Followed by a loud muffled voice.

Seeing his girlfriend was irresistibly lovable with her cuteness, he let out a small chuckle. "Sure. Anything for the Princess."

Oh.... No...! No! No! Not again! Her inner thought was screaming regrets.

"Lucas..." She warned him. Her boyfriend only hummed above her head in response with excitement. She could hear it. "Don't you dare. I know what you are thinking."

"What do you think I would do?" He chuckled.

"Whatever you are planning to do, scrap it!"

"Well... That's for me to decide." His laughter intensified. "Oh and..." He leaned down and whispered in her ear. "Have a nice trip."

Lucas reminded himself to go easy on her and made sure she landed safely on her mattress. Still, while being levitated in midair, Athanasia couldn't help but let out a lurid shriek. She had her eyes closed the entire time.

The moment she unsealed her eyes, a sinister shadow was already looming over her. Her heart raced rapidly and only intensified when she heard a peal of dangerously low laughter. She felt a pair of marauder blood-thirsting red eyes kissing her body, and suffocation was all she felt.

"You should breathe." He suggested.

Athanasia blinked several times before taking his advice. But as soon as she became conscious of her surroundings, both of her arms were bound. "Luc—CAS! HEY!"

He peeled the cloth that was hiding her formidably enthralling exquisiteness. As expected, she was glaring into his core. He could not care less about her complaints, including a few insults. He was busy laughing in delight while wrapping and trapping his girlfriend in her bedsheet.

"What are you?! Seven or something?!"

"Am I that adorable?"

"AS IF!"