When a Lynx Meets a Leopard [Ash Lynx x fem reader]

~Chapter 22: Club Cod~

(Y/n)'s POV

Warm. I feel warm. It took me a few seconds to notice something heavy resting across my middle. It was an arm, holding my body close to the source of all this warmth. Hot breath blew onto the back of my neck, making me squirm. I slowly forced my eyes open, making them sting. I let out a soft whine which in turn made the warm thing grunt. "Are you awake?" A sleepy Ash groaned, his voice deep and raspy from having just slept. Damn, just what I needed. Please, I am trying not to fall for you...more. I hummed in response, subconsciously nudging myself backwards into him. Ash accepted the movement, pulling me closer with his hand.

"Aww you two look like a couple!" I reopen my eyes to glare at Shorter, who is stood my the door smirking. "Anyways... breakfast in 5." He says, still looking at us. I stick my tounge out at him and turn around, nuzzling my face into Ash's chest. I then slip one of my legs between his two, pulling my body even closer to him. Once again, Ash accepted what I was doing. He slipped one arm behind my back and the other rested on my hips. "I-I'm gonna go... come down when your ready..." Shorter stuttered nervously, closing the door as he left. Once he left, I attempted to pull away from Ash. I was just pulled back down. "I like this." Ash purred in my ear, not meaning to sound so... seductive. I looked up at him, our faces so close our noses brushed against each other. We stayed like that for a while, neither of us knowing what to do. "Um... we should go down to breakfast." I said quickly, jumping away from Ash. My face felt like it was on fire, but I liked it. No, I like him. Ah yes, I had feelings for a guy I met only a few weeks ago, when he was my assassination target. What could possibly go wrong here?

I quickly yanked on a pair of jeans, my face flushing even more at the fact I had just been cuddling. with Ash. In nothing. But a hoodie, and my underwear.  Ash got up behind me, walking over and opening the door once I was finished. I waked past him with a small 'thank you'. Ash closed the door behind us, walking behind me in a protective manner as we made our way down to breakfast.

After we ate, Ash and Shorter left to go do something. I just went back upstairs and got back into bed. The single knife I owned, along with the revolver Ash had given me, needed cleaning. So I did that. The task didn't take too long and I started to wish I had gone with Shorter and Ash. I wandered around the room for a bit. Eventually I found a sketchbook and some pencils. It was something to do. Picking up the few art supplies and going back over to the bed me and Ash had slept in the night before. My pencil tapped against the paper as I though about what to draw. When I finally came up with an idea, a smile spread across my face and I started sketching.

I drew for hours, taking my time to draw to the best of my ability. When Shorter came into my room, telling me that Ash needed to talk to us, I followed him outside. "Club Cod?" I asked when Ash started to explain. "A seafood restaurant."
"Golzine goes out for seafood?" Shorter questioned, clearly he knew nothing about Ash's plan either. "They don't only serve seafood. They sell other living beings, too. Humans."
"Bloody hell. I already hate this place." I spat on the ground to show my displeasure. Ash sighed and carried on talking. "The place is run by Dino. It's a secret club in it's taste with a good profit. The merchandise is kids. Most customers are distinguished people. So it's top secret. And that way, Dino had control over these people."
"That's fucked up." I growled, my eyes still on the floor. "I don't understand how people can do that to a child. Ah, never mind I do. Power."
"Pretty much yeah. Carrying on. Dino catches runaway kids like me to sell off as merchandise. The kids are drugged so they can't run away and only live a few years. And so the secret is safe." When Ash finished talking, my hands were gripping the wooden banister behind me so hard my knuckles had turned a ghostly white. "And he'll be there?" I asked Ash, not being able to control the anger-disgust mix from showing in my tone of voice. "Every 15th of the month." 
"Okay. So what are we going to do?"

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A slightly shorter chapter, but oh well
Have an amazing day/night,
~Author-Chan❤