The Wax Pools

Chapter 13: Soggy Pastry

I know It's been over a week, my apologies to the two people keeping up with my updates <3 

SPOILER: Next chapter we're getting spicy

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The sensation of the train moving is so strange, I can feel the floor shaking ever so slightly beneath my feet, the world outside only a blur through the window as we cross through the woods.

If I wasn't so touch starved I would sleep on the couch, instead, I push the twin beds together, or I attempt to before the boys take over for me. They haven't tried to spark a conversation since our departure and I'm glad to have some relative silence. It's a sudden change going from minimal human contact to being around people constantly.

A meal is delivered on trays, I never see any people, there is simply a knock on the door and three trays rest on the ground outside when opened. Bear brings them in and sets them on a table in front of the couch. It's a simple meal, some sandwiches, a carafe of water and sliced vegetables. Compared to the trail mix and travel bread we've been eating for the past two days it may as well be ambrosia. 

The shock has worn off and I'm strangely okay with being the soulmate of a prince. Nestled next to my boys on the couch my mind wanders to the events of the day, and the wonderful... SHIT my pastries!

I bolt upright at the thought of the mouthwatering treats and scramble off the couch, spotting the plain white box on a side table in the dim lights of the train car. I rush over and scoop the box into my arms, I hope they're still good cold. I turn back to the couch, holding my prize in my outstretched arms towards my two confused-looking men watching from where I left them on the couch. 

I can't help the grin that plasters my face as I return to them, setting the box down on the coffee table as I plop back down. 

"I bought these at a stall in the market before... well, anyway, I hope they're still good."

"What did you get yourself, love?" Adam trails his hand down my back as I lean forward to open the box. His touch makes me shiver, though they have barely spoken a word since Bear's big reveal, I am constantly being affectionately stroked or held by one, if not both of them. Kisses are always being pressed to my face. It's godly. 

"bought us something" I answer as I lift my treat out of the box, I can already tell it is going to be soggy, the sugary syrup that topped the fruit has seeped past the custard and soaked the pastry, ruining the crispy texture. 

"Thank you princess" Bear presses a kiss to my jaw. 

"don't thank me, I used your money, which I now feel less guilty about" I take a bite and the sweet and creamy flavours flood my mouth. It tastes better than I had hoped, but I still frown at the soggy pastry. 

they descend upon the desserts and we settle back into comfortable quiet. The only noise the gentle rumbling of the train and rattling of the windows. 

When I'm finished I look for a napkin to clean my hands, not wanting to lick my fingers in front of my soulmates, before I can grab one, Bear gently takes my wrist and brings my fingers to his lips, licking them clean for me. The action makes my whole body heat up as he never breaks eye contact, swirling his tongue around as an unspoken display of his talents. Muttering under his breath, Adam gets up from the couch and walks away, I would watch him go but I can't take my eyes off of Bear. 

He releases my wrist and smiles at me, gently cupping the back of my neck as hu guides my lips to his. I follow his lead, parting my lips and letting his tongue slip into my mouth. I can't help but let out of quiet moan as he kisses me with every ounce of passion he can summon, I feel like my whole body is alight, his other hand snaking around to hold my lower back, pulling me closer to him until I'm practically on his lap. I never want this to end.