Shadows of the heart (MxMxMxMxM)

Chapter 64: Discussion

Ace Pov!

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Things weren't going as I planned, And that was . . .Surprising.

I could read people's thoughts yet here I was, Unable to avoid Corbin's constant attempts to get away from me.

My intent tonight was to just convince him to return to my home with me, Attempt to at least sooth the emotional wounds I had caused and then hopefully allow him to have a good night's rest.

I had been overjoyed when the roughly cat sized purple-ish blue dragon climbed up on me, And quite interested to see that touching the dragons appeared to affect Corbin.

However, I had unfortunately underestimated how badly my little mishap of using him for testing actually was.

I couldn't check on his thoughts or feelings on this matter as I was more concerned with stopping him from leaving at the moment, But I made a mental note to check as soon as he lets his guard down.

''Ahem. . .Might I entice you to remain for dinner?'' I offered.

Food typically works with most men. . .Hell, Works to woo women too from my experience.

However, Apparently, I had damaged any chance of wooing him way too much for this to work.

''No. You may not.'' The gloomy little. . .Well, Man, Said in response before heading outside.

That. . .Plan fell through as well which was also. . .Disappointing.

I really fucked up didn't I. . .

With a frown on my face, I moved to watch Corbin leave.

He wrapped himself in shadows and then, Just like that, Both he and his dragons left swiftly into the night.

Well that's a shame. . .I need to try and figure out how to change this situation. . .

But of course, First things first, I needed to ensure my little puppet and I get fed.

So, With that in mind, I rolled up my sleeves and made my way to the large kitchen that resided through the doors between my twin staircases.

One of my more favored pass times was cooking.

My grandmother and I used to cook together when I was young, It was our way of bonding as she was at one point a professional chef and now that she was retired she loved to teach her grandkids how to cook.

It was a relaxing thing to do and a perfect thing to do while mulling over my thoughts.

So that's what I did, I made plans while cooking food for my puppet and I.

Said puppet was now sitting at the smalls chairs I had around my island counter. 

As I cooked, I offered him little bites of the food while I was cooking it.

He was fuming inside, I could hear as much, But he wasn't able to do anything while still under my control.

A small smile remained on my face as I continued to cook, Giving Brion little tastes of said food while cooking.

--- Time skip ---

Once I had finished cooking and we both had eaten, I led my little puppet into the study.

A fire was already calmly crackling away in the fireplace when I guided Brion over to his 'special' armchair.

It was like all the other armchairs in here, Dark colored wood and soft velvety ruby colored fabric.

The exception was that his chair had a few hidden little straps on it to tie my sweet little puppet down.

Once he was sat down comfortably, And the fabric padded straps were tightened around his chest, Arms and legs, I took one of the temporary power blockers that mossy glade hospital used on newly powered kids to give them time to adjust to their powers.

Carefully, I injected it into the younger man, Waiting a while for it to take effect before I released my hold on his mind and body.

I moved to sit down in my chair across from him as he slowly reacquainted himself with his body again, Taking a long, Slow sip of the faintly sweet wine I had poured for myself.

The taste of blackberries and cocoa lightly danced across my tongue as I watched the younger man's coldly furious gaze turn towards me.

He wasn't fighting the straps anymore, Which was a relief.

I had taken great pleasure watching the overconfident fight slowly fade from his eyes.

''Feeling calmer?'' I questioned after a second or two, A small smile twitching at the corners of my lips.

''I fucking hate you'' He spit out, His voice wobbling slightly as he stared at me.

Slowly, I took another sip of my wine, As he studied the straps on his limbs, Trying yet again to find a fault in them that would let him free.

''That's not a very nice thing to say'' I quipped calmly before taking another sip, Watching as Brion seemed to burst a blood vessel in his fury.

He had and still has anger issues and an inflated ego, Which, With one check into his mind, Told me I'd be getting a front seat display of these issues of his.

So I settled back to wait out this upcoming fury storm.

''Nice?? Nice!? Why the fuck would I be nice to the likes of you? If you didn't have those shitty power blockers I'd beat the shit out of you. Beat the shit out of that damned shadow villain too! I should have killed that fucker when I had the chance'' He snarled out, Very quickly going off topic.

He did this a lot when he would rant at me, He'd start off yelling at me before very swiftly switching to berating and mocking someone else that I'd have interacted with during the day.

Normally I'd switch the topic back to why he was yelling at me in the first place, But this would be good as well, All things considered.

So instead of refocusing this rant, I just took another sip of my wine as I listened to the younger man whine on and on about how he should have crippled Corbin, Who at the time was still assumed to be a civilian.

 All his little rant did was convince me even further that I shouldn't let him have control of his body for a while longer while not restrained.

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:T Welp. . .Brief view from Ace's Pov again :)

Anyways! Like always, Have a good day/night and find a better book! - fallen