Challenge Accepted

6: Alliance

(Zion's prospective)

Photography fact quote:

"If it makes you laugh, if it makes you cry, if it rips out your heart, that's a good picture"

Stella was tired, her and I cuddled for hours. I stayed overnight because I didn't even hear Scar come back home. She fell asleep right on my chest, so it didn't make me want to move a muscle. She looks adorable when she's quiet. I was about to leave this morning but her wrapped arms around my waist didn't want to let go. After hours of laying down watching her sleep she finally started to wake up. "Hey, good afternoon sleepy head" I whispered, running my fingers through her soft somewhat curly hair.

"Afternoon?" She groaned. I nod my head. She jumped out of the bed and checked her phone. "SHIT! WHY DIDN'T MY ALARM GO OFF!" Stella yelled looking at her phone.

"It did. It woke me up" I answered.

"And you didn't wake me up, why?" She asked.

"You looked comfortable, and you had a rough night. Don't worry about it Stella" I said, stretching my sore arms.

"Scar didn't come home?" She asked

"No, that's one reason I stayed," I said.

"And the other reason?" She asked.

"Reasons, one Scar didn't come home, two you didn't let me, three you looked cute when you're asleep and not talking shit, and four I was generally worried about you" I admitted. She was silent, she just looked at me trying to think If I was just pulling her leg or if I was being genuine.

"Want to eat?" She asked, I nodded my head.

"Pasta?" She spoke

"Sure" I say laying back on the bed. She walked out to the kitchen and started to cook. Not so long later, I started to smell the noodles and boiling hot water. I walked out of the bedroom and saw she had prepared the table and plates. I walked behind her as she was looking at the boiling pot of pasta. I hugged her from behind and looked over her shoulder.

"Hey!" Stella said, jumping in shock.

"What?" I laughed.

"Don't do that, you scared me" she said softly. I want to kiss her. I can't help but imagine her and I having our own house, doing this every morning, noon and night. Her cooking and I jump out of nowhere teasing her. We would be husband and wife. Our kids would be sleeping in their room until we called them down for food. Without thinking I place my lips on her neck, slowly tickling her neck with my soft gentle kisses. "Hey... That... Ermm... Tickles" she said in a shy tone.

"Sorry... Couldn't help myself" I said backing up. "Food smells good" I complimented her, looking over her shoulder. I then sat down and waited for her to serve the food. She didn't let me do it, so I just sat down and waited.

"Here yeah go '' she says as she pours the creamy alfredo pasta in my bowl. Then pour the other half in Her's. It felt like a date, an awkward date. Not so long after we finished eating Stella got a call. "Sorry I got to take this" she said and walked out of the kitchen, after cleaning some of the dishes. I got up and cleaned the rest, although I may have not been eavesdropping on her conversation. "Hey what's up Jay?" Her voice was quiet, but I still can hear everything she says. "OH! I'M SO SORRY I WAS OUT SICK TODAY! I FORGOT!" She said loudly. "I'll make it up to you tomorrow, I promise. I'm so sorry about that. Library at 4pm?" She said innocently. A date? I question as I dry my hands looking towards the door. "Hey sorry about that... Umm anyways. I have to work on the photography project, my side of the project so...." She looked at me for me to comment.

"Do you need any help?" I asked.

"Well... There are a couple of things I may need help for editing. That I might need you to refresh my brain on" She looks up at me. "Follow me "she said. I followed her into her office beside her bedroom. It was filled with photos and art. Probably pictures she had taken herself.

"Wow. This is a cool little office" I commented. She looks at me, and I think when I looked back at her we both were thinking about the same thing. If she was thinking about the thing, I was thinking of. We both have problems. If I was correct, we both thought about the other night in my office. I can't tell if she regrets it though, her reactions are hesitant and distant. Her vibe seems more guarded. She logged into her computer and showed me photos asking my advice, what needed editing and if she could make the photo better. I leaned over her looking through the photos, I took the mouse and guided her through some editing tips. Her smell made me tingle with passion, I could feel my warm breath exhale on her neck. I see her squirm each time I breathe out. She doesn't say anything, but I know she can feel my hot breath touch the back of her neck. I spun her chair so she could face me. I looked into her eyes, and I could just feel the sparking tension. She hates me, I know that, but if I make a move she's not going to back down, unless she's that stubborn to not submit at this moment. I say not at this moment because I know one day she will submit to her feelings, and she will obey me. Although as I looked at her not so innocent eyes that screamed at me to make a move. I knew then I had her attention at this movement. And that's what I did. I made a move. I crashed our lips together and convinced her to tell me the truth. "How do you really feel Stella?" I said pulling away. "I can only play this game for so long" I said, trapping her in her chair so she couldn't run away.

"You know this isn't right, especially when you're my professor" she says looking away.

"That doesn't answer my question Princess. How do you feel?" I ask again

"I still hate you. I hate you because I do like you, I think of you and only you. It pisses me off every day" Stella answered.

"Thanks, for finely answering" I smirk. She looks away. It must be heard to finely say the truth after years of ignoring the fact that we had a spark.

"I think of you all the time too Stella" I admit. My left hand wandered up her shorts and my right hand gently held her face as I made out with her. Her quiet, warm gasps, that exited from her gap, between her soft lips made me realize how badly she really wanted me. "Are you going to be my Good Little Kitten?" I ask. She nods. It gave me permission, but I wanted her to say it out loud. "Say it for me," I said.

"I'll be your Good Little Kitten. But I won't promise you that I won't also be a Bad Kitten" She responded, with a smirk, moving her hips close to mine as she still sat in her chair. "Want to take this to the bedroom?" She asked. All I did was smile and lifted her up from the chair, walking back to her room, as I carried her in my arms. I pinned her to the bed and kissed her roughly, her legs trapping me in between them. I finely got to fuck Stella, Sage, and It was the best sex I had ever had.