Esdeaths Lover

Chapter six

The door slammed open. A very bothered looking Esdeath walked in, her boots hit the ground heavily and i could see the curve that formed her frown. At the sight of her sadness a pang in my chest hit hard and i almost felt bad for her. Her clothing was decorated in blood that left small droplets in a trail behind her. Her eyes were ones of a villain and her face was painted with anger i became agitated at the thought that i was trapped in a room with an angered Esdeath. I'd heard stories about her, of her countless killing where she had taken down hundreds if not thousands of soldiers without a singular thought. Sick began to rise in my mouth and the urge to throw up was overwhelming, this could be it she came to finish me off.

Getting closer and closer towards me, Esdeath stopped around a metre away from me looked up at me and turned around slamming the door shut. What was her problem? i was glad that i wasn't dead but with how things were turning out i wished i was. The room was silent and i was left to deal with my thoughts. I was confused as to what had just happened i hadn't talked to anyone but her all day and even now she was gone my desire to communicate had started to reach its limits and so instead i found a book and began to fill the silence in by reading aloud. The book was thick and heavy, i had hardly any time to read when i was with Night Raid and it was nice being able to have time to read again. I used to read a lot when it was me and my brother.

I must have dozed off whilst i was reading the book because when i woke up Esdeath was passed out next to me curled up. She looked vulnerable and different. Her breaths were quiet but you could still hear them against the silent surroundings. I looked at her and noticed a strand of her hair that was in her face and i gently reached out my hand to move it behind her ear. Without even a second of passing Esdeaths hand gripped my own, had she been awake the whole time? she plunged me underneath her. I was speechless. Her eyes were soft but had a longing and lustful look in them. She was beautiful even when she was as vulnerable as she was now. She wasn't wearing her usual outfit and instead was wearing a white shirt that reached barely to cover herself up and it was quite clear that she wore nothing underneath that shirt. My hands were still clasped between her own and she just sat on top of me staring at me once again analysing every inch of me. I began to feel cold as i realised her breaths were almost icy, i guess you can't call her the ice queen for nothing. Her grip was strong and i couldn't move or even twist my body. Her hands were also cold and she let go of me, targeting my legs. Esdeaths hand began to climb up my thigh and the sensation made my stomach fill with butterflies. She grabbed on to my thigh and pulled me closer to her my face was practically level with her chest. I looked up making eye contact with her. Her facial expression had now changed and she looked hungry like she had never eaten before. was i supposed to feel fear or feel an attraction to her. I but my lip in confusion and stopped. Nothing seemed to happen as we just sat staring at eachother. She was unfamiliar to me and i was unfamiliar to her however that did not effect what i was feeling the slightest. This time i was the one to make the move. This time i threw her beneath me and began to kiss her neck slowly making my way up to her jawline. It was sharp, which made sense for a woman like her. Her skin was soft and delicate. It was a wonderful that she did not just smash. My hands began to reach for her breasts and instead they met with her own hands as she intertwined them with my own. My hands were much smaller then hers. She lifted my shirt off and then proceeded to lift her own up revealing her bare chest. I was stunned with how beautiful she was. She began to blush and i realised my mouth was slightly open from the shock i was feeling in this exact moment.