My Little Mouse

Unconventional Love

  The breeze that blew in from the open window caressed her cheeks and combed through her soft, dark hair. How did I find myself jealous of the wind? The deep breath she took as I watched her lean her elbows on the sill and cradle her chin in her palm, tugged a sweet smile to her rosey lips. The way her frame bent just so, how the fabric of her skirts shifted around her legs when she moved, how her eyes sparkled in the light of the evening sun, it was enough to drive a man wild. And when she spoke, her voice rang out, pure and perfect like a bell.

  "You know, this weather really is kind of nice." Yes, Pepa's weather patterns could be amazing when she was in the right mood, but I couldn't care about what the clouds or wind was doing in that moment. All I could see, was her.

  "Tan hermosa...(So very beautiful...)" I kept my eyes on my woman's body, thinking about how her clothing fell perfectly against her skin, and how those skirts would look rumbled up over her back as I-

  "Master Bruno..." Her voice had almost a low warning tone, and my eyes snapped back to where hers were still watching the clouds roll by, "I can feel your eyes burning into my backside." Did she really think that her tone would deter me from looking. The boldness that her voice conveyed only made me want her more. I tilted my head back a little and looked over the ridge of my reading glasses at her, but said nothing. Soon, her curiosity got the better of her and I saw her aquatic gems dare to glance at me. Her head didn't turn but I could see that glimpse of movement, like the sun shining on a clear blue body of water. If she wanted to test the power play between us, then a power play is what she would get. I took a small breath and tapped into the gift that lay buried within me, opening the flood gates just enough to light up my irises for a brief moment, and then closing myself off.

  The reaction was just as I expected. She gasped as her knees buckled slightly beneath her and she gripped the sill of the window to hold herself up. As she turned to lean her back against the window sill she spoke up.

  "Why do you do that to me, Sir?" I gave her the most innocent smile I could and raised my palms up in question as my shoulders shrugged. As if I didn't know...

  "Do what, Amor(love)?" She took a few steadying breaths as she looked at me, she wasn't buying the act, though to be honest, I wasn't really trying.

  "You know what your powers do to me, Master..." She stood from the sill as she regained her composure. Hmm... Now, that wouldn't do. Slowly, I lifted myself from my seat, dipping into that plane within me and opening the source just a bit. I could see the glow as it reflected against the lenses of my glasses. I reached up and quietly plucked them from their place, never breaking eye contact with her, and tossing them onto my writing desk.

  "Oh?" I took a step closer and I watched as her back slid up against the side of the window frame. "You mean this?" Another step and she had moved out of the windows vesinity and pressed her back against the solid wall. One more step, and I pressed my hands against the wall to the sides of her shoulders to keep her pinned in place. My glowing gaze never leaving hers as I watch her melt against the solid surface behind her. Her voice quivering as she forced out her words.

  "Master, please...I..." Her breath hitched, her eyes locked on mine as the dim green light mixed with her soft blue.

  "You what, pet?" I couldn't help the small grin creeping it's way across my lips with how she squirmed beneath the currently miniscule presence of my power. "Use your big girl words for me..." Her lips parted and the barest of a whisper crawled out from her beautiful throat.

  "...t-this is torture...Sir" I pressed the backs of my fingers against the tender skin of her neck. With her words, I opened my power source just a bit more and I felt the energy creep through my veins, my eyes grew brighter with the added flow.