Deviant Fate

11 - A Chance

*Mature Content*

-Gwen-

Determined to not let him think he got the upper hand, I stepped out of the shower. Drying myself off I pulled some fake confidence out of my ass and walked out into the room. Still nude and hair dripping wet. Walking past him I said what I knew would entice him.

"Just because you couldn't finish it, doesn't mean I won't."

Strutting towards the door I knew he would be fighting with himself. If he let me go, he'd be admitting defeat that he couldn't finish me off. If he stops me, then he's forced to prove that he can finish me off. Either way I will be satisfied and he will lose. Just as I was about to leave I felt his hand on my shoulder. Smiling, I turned around to face him.

"Yes?" I ask innocently.

"No one will touch you without my permission. Not even you." He warned.

"Is that so? Are you going to stop me, Arow?"

He knows I'm taunting him, and I can see he's trying his hardest to resist me. He's the one that's obsessed with me, so I don't know why he's trying to use that against me. It probably hurts him more than it hurts me. Intimately touching me like that, then stopping. Sure, it's frustrating for me, but for him, he probably couldn't bear it. Laughing on the inside, I know I've got him right where I want him. He can either let me do it by myself, or he can finish what he started. He underestimated me and now I'm going to make him pay for it.

Watching his eyes excited me. I knew he couldn't refuse and he knew I had won. He pulled me over to the bed and gently pushed me to lay down on my back. My legs, hung off the end of the bed. I watched him lower to his knees and place my legs up over his shoulders. Abruptly I was pulled closer to him with everything exposed directly to his viewing. I've never been in such an intimate position and the curiosity in me outweighed my embarrassment. I could see in his eyes the way he looked at me. I knew he cherished every part of my body. Especially with how much he scolded me about bashing my own 'beauty'. I was becoming less uncomfortable naked in front of him, which allowed my confidence to flourish and do things I didn't think I could do. Hence my strutting out past him fully naked.

Tensing only briefly, he allowed me to relax in his hold. His breath fanned directly in between my legs, forcing chills over my entire body. Slowly he began kissing my inner thighs. Trailing all the way in, and stopping just before he reached me. Each kiss got sloppier as he started sucking and nipping at my delicate skin. He was taking his time, forcing me to wait. I know he wants me to beg him, to make up for his loss earlier. I don't know how much longer I can resist as he keeps toying closer and closer. Finally I break as my patience runs thin.

"Please." I breathe out.

I can feel his smile against my thigh. Satisfied with my plea, he moved to my center and placed his warm mouth over me. My back arched as his tongue flicked over me slightly, before he strategically pushed his tongue inside of me. Every move caused a small twitch in my body as I was so sensitive. I clenched my eyes shut, as I gripped the sheets. The feelings were indefinable, my body reacted on impulse. I felt like my body had taken over my mind.

His hands palming my thighs add to the sensations he's giving me. Everything felt so extreme as I reached a high. It became so intense I began to pull away. His strong hands gripped my thighs tightly, not allowing me to move an inch. I involuntarily let out moans as I didn't know how to handle the strong feelings coursing through my body. My body pulsed against his mouth as small tingle like pricks graced my skin. My legs and feet felt weird, cold and hot at the same time. My face felt so hot and my ears slightly rung. The most intense feeling I've ever experienced has left my body drained. I felt so light and complete. How dramatic, I chorted to myself.

He softly placed a kiss on my bud causing a small flinch from me. He smirked up at me licking his lips. Placing my legs down he caressed his fingers up my thigh to my side and landed on my collarbone. Leaning forward he placed a small kiss at the corner of my mouth. Hovering over my ear he spoke deeply and seductively.

"So perfect. So reactive. And all mine."

I could feel my face flush at his statement. I pulled my lip between my teeth. My mind is in chaos and my body is exhausted. His thumb pulled my lip out from my teeth and he shook his head with a chuckle.

"You have no idea how captivating you are."

He delicately placed a kiss on my lips and pulled us both under the covers. Holding me protectively I snuggled into him not caring about anything around me. My mind completely shutting down after the overwhelming bliss. He pisses me off, but my feelings go scattered everytime we share moments like this. What do I feel for him?

I wake up to Arowin rubbing soft patterns across my arm. Looking up to him his eyes were closed and his face looked so peaceful. Why is it like this? One moment we're arguing and trying to annoy the other as much as possible. Then the next we're here, laying together comfortably as if we've been together forever. It's so confusing. He claims I'm his. I get pissed off and hate him. Then we end up all over each other.

Caught up in my thoughts, Arowin pulled me to look at him.

"It can be like this all the time, Gwen. We don't have to be at each other's throats every minute. Just give into this. Stop fighting your feelings."

Sighing I closed my eyes in thought.

"Arow, we've been over this. I can't accept you if you don't see me as your equal." I firmly state.

"I promise to protect you, cherish you, please you, listen to you, but I have to punish you when you disobey. I can't change overnight. You're mine. And I need you. Just give in to your feelings, Gwen. Don't starve yourself of what could be."

His words were full of meaning and passion, but I didn't miss the infuriating claim on me as some property. I won't roll over for him just because he tells me to. I won't.

"Gwen. I will only demand reasonable things of you. You're making it out to be like I want you to be a pet."

"Yeah, but reasonable to you, is ridiculous to me!"

He breathed out waiting for me to be done complaining about his stupid traditions.

"I will hear out your concerns if you disagree with something I say. But if it's something I think is right, I won't allow complaining."

I realized this was his compromise. He was trying. He said he would actually listen to me if I disagreed. Which is a step up from before, but is that enough? Will he still just be an asshole, or will he actually be reasonable? A lot of what if's? It's not fair to assume the future when it hasn't happened yet.

I did consider giving him a chance before, but I'm still concerned about the outcome. Will I be kicking myself months from now telling myself I told you so if he turns out to be the asshole I thought he was. But then what if he does try to change for me. What if I am starving myself of what could be, like he said. I am all alone in this world, and I don't really have a lot to lose if it doesn't work out, right?

Searching his eyes for any kind of mal intent, I only find passion and endearment. I settled on giving this a try. But only one.

"I will see where this goes. But the moment I see you're not willing to change, I will leave the instant I get the chance." I say looking directly into his eyes.

"I would never let you leave me." His features hardened, "but I understand your seriousness. I am fully aware you are putting your trust in me."

Annoyed by his response I rolled my eyes. I know it's a habit for him, but it still pisses me off. If I am determined to do something I will do it. Whether he lets me or not, I will achieve what I want one way or another. Whether I have to physically fight my way out or hurt someone. I will not be turned into some robot.

"We shall see." I said