Getaway

024

Atlas

She is beautiful. 

It has that beauty that enchants you. That you are forced to follow it with your gaze, admiring her beauty. I will never be tired of watching her, her eyes, her mouth, her cheeks, everything of her. 

She is beautiful. 

From the moment I saw her for the first time I knew that with her I could be complete. To feel complete. To not feel alone. Even thought I have a family, a mother, a father and a little sister. They don't fill me completely. On the other hand, with he I already knew that she was the one in every way. 

'Of course she is, she is our soulmate'. Said Theodore with a growl. Yes, soulmate not mate. Many years ago, the elders of that time realized something; that there are two tipes. The mates, where they can reject each other, and there's not enough love to make it last, and there are soulmates; these are very difficult to find, it is said that there have only been eight soulmates in the entire world. First the wolfs must feel the feeling or atraccion, but since in this case it is only me who has a wolf, mine instanly felt affection and atraccion for her. And since wolfes are the ones who fall in love first, love is stronger than any other normal relathionship. 

I'm glad to know that she is my soulmate, that makes me happy. 

She is stuck to me, literally. She positions her whole body on top of mine, her hair is everywhere and that's why I brush it away with my free hand, and I continue watching her face. 

She stretches a bit but I start to massage her back, so she falls asleep again; I don't want her to wake up. Maybe she will tell me to leave her apartament or worse to never be near her again, telling me that I'm a creep. 

But nothing happens from what I think since a sudden thought comes to me that I instantly realize who it belongs to. Her. Athena. 

I hope he didn't leave last night. 

So, with soulmates we also can read minds, since we are more conected emotionally. At the time I met her I couldn't hear any, I imagined that it was because she had put up a wall, but I was wrong; at the moment I can only hear her thoughts if her emotions are very strong, but since we have been together longer I am beginning to be able to hear her more often, unless she inadvertently creates a barrier. 

And I'm glad to know that she didn't want me to leave, maybe she is already starting to feel the bond. 

"Morning". Athena stirs herself, but I don't mind, if she is comfortable, so be it. I look down to see that she that she has stretched more on top of me. Now her breasts are making contact with my chest. 

And I'm starting to get hard. To stop it I move a bit, but that makes it worse since now I have her closer to me. 

Think about the water. 

Water, water.

Fuck, now I'm thinking of Athena. 

Why? Because when I think of water, the first think that comes to my mind is Greece -because once when I was little I went there-, and in Greece there are gods, and one of them is named Athena. 

Well, I'm fucked. 

Think of school. Creative ways to get a boner down with Atlas. 

"Good morning". Act normal like this didn't happen. 

"In the end you didn't leave". Athena raise her head so she can see my face, and her breath hits my neck. 

"I will never leave you" 

"I-". Athena cuts herself when she listens to my answer, I give her a small smile while I pass my thumb through her cheek. 

"Its okey"

I'm dumb, I have made myself  and him uncomfortable, he hasn't done anything and I have made it worse. 

It hurts so much being able to listen to her thoughts when she hasn't put a barrier in her mind. It makes me feel completely useless, because I know that if I say something I would probably scary her off, and that's the only thing I don't want. 

I have to act more mature. 

Before I can ever say anything she beats me. "I'm hungry, do you want something to eat?". I nod my head and she leaves the room the moments she sees the movement of my head. I let her leave and do her thing. I can imagine its hard for her, she is going through some bad times and right now she needs the support of her mate. Even if she doesn't know it, but I know she feels it in her body; by the way her body reacts to my movements and touch. 

I will try to take her mind to another place. A safe and peacful place, where she can be free.

After a while, I go down to be with her. When I enter the kitchen I see that her back is tense as if she didn't know how to deal with this situation. I look down at my fingers, playing with them.

"Is the food ready?"

"Almost". I don't want to overwhelm her, but I want her to talk to me a little bit more. Maybe wanting this is being a little selfish.

I can see her trying fo cook a little faster, but it doesn't come out very well. I approach her and gently grab her wrist, I begin to massage it with my thumb.

"It's just food, I don't want you to be overwhelmed thinking that it is mandatory that you finish cooking right now. I don't want you to have a bad time for the food"

When the food is finished, we go to the dining room, and we sit in the sofa. We start eating in silence, neither of us talking just listening to our breaths while we eat. It was something I thought I could never do, for me it was something uncomfortable, but with her I love it. I feel like she could understand me without words.

"What do you think if we put on the TV?"

"No"

"Why?"

"Because I want all your attention on me and if you watch the TV that would be impossible"