Lost at sea

Chapter 17

We had been in the archives for a while. I had shuffled through endless amounts of books, mythical, historical, botanical. Nikolai had snuck in a flask and we drank as we read. And I was praying I wasn't drunk...

I let out as sigh as I fall back into my seat. "What's wrong?" Nikolai looks up from his book with a concerned face. The True Sea: legends and saints —the title of the book Nikolai was reading. I ignore his question to ask about the book, "what's got you reading that?"

He smirks and raises his eyebrows, "remember I'm- Sturmhond." He opens the book to a picture of "Sturmhond" and holds it to his face. "Picture perfect, no?" He says mimicking the face on the book.

It looked nothing like how he looked when he was Sturmhond. I let out a light laugh. He smiles and places down the book. "See I'm already making you feel better." I try to hold back a smile. "Oh shut up."

One of the archive masters walks up to us. "My guardian, the archives are closing soon for the break. You may stay but please lock the door on your way out." I smile and nod as she walks away. I look at time, it was barely past lunch, we would have nothing to do if we left now. I shut my eyes for a bit to think of what to do.

I open my eyes to see Nikolai staring at me. "What?" I question with a smile. His smile reached from ear to ear, he looked so cute. "You just look so beautiful" he says softly. I feel my cheeks getting warm. I look to the side as he laughs lightly. He is enjoying this to much. I shut my book as I stand up. "I'm going to find something else" I mutter. As I walk past him I feel his arm snake around my waist to keep me from leaving. "Don't leave me yet" he mumbles under this breath. I felt like melting into his arms.

I laugh it off lightly as I push him off gently. "To bad pretty boy" a smirk tugs at my lips as I say that. I walk off to the shelves, Nikolai quick to follow me. I spin around to face him "I thought you were still reading that?" He keeps his eyes on me as he speaks "I changed my mind". He leans over me slowly as he places his book back onto the shelf. I lean back as I get flustered, my back was pressed against the desk below the shelf. "Ha this reminds me of the boat."

A/N: spicy (kinda) 🫣. Keep reading if u want. (The line is the end of it)

"Then don't chicken out on me this time." It was like he could read my mind. With his hand still leaning against the shelf he uses his other one to hold me. I could feel his heart beat, it was steady and calm unlike mine. His hand slides up my waist and to my back. I take an unsteady breath and he chuckles. "Jeez you're always so tense Lena, relax." I laugh lightly as my body relaxes into his hold. I feel his body close the gap between the two of us.

I hold my hand out against his chest to stop him. "Are you okay?" His face was so close to mine that he spoke is hushed tones. I nod, "just nervous." He smiles "I promise I won't do anything you don't want me too." I smile softly at him as he continues.

He kisses my neck softly. I tilt my head back as he does. I slide my hand up his chest. His body was chiseled and smooth to the touch. His kisses led down to my collarbone. He sucked a little on the last one. I let out a soft groan. He looks up at me as I quickly cover my mouth. I tried speaking to come up with some excuse but all he did was laugh and move my hand away from my mouth. "See doesn't it feel good to relax" he mumbles into my body. I close my eyes as I tilt my head back. "Mhm" I say softly.

He picks up my body and lifts me onto the desk. His body pressed apart my legs as he moved his way closer. He made eye contact with me the whole time and it made me melt. I lean my head on his shoulder. "Nikolai.." I whisper. His face flushed red as he looks down. I kiss below his ear leaving the faintest of a mark.

"Lena" he whispers...
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"Lena!" I wake up to the loud voice of Nikolai. I groan as I rub my head. My face felt all smushed against the book in front of me. I look around and see we're still in the archives. "How long was I asleep" I mutter. He shrugs, "don't know, I got distracted." I furrow my brow, "by what?"

He keeps looking down at his book as he speaks, "what we're you dreaming about?" I feel my face flush red. "Oh my, I can't believe I actual dreamt that," I think to myself. I rub my face. "Hello? You gonna answer?" He looks up at me from his book. "Oh nothing" I stutter.

"Liar" I hear him mumble. "Excuse me?" I tilt my head. "Oh nothing" he mocks me. "Stop it thats so irritating." He laughs at me, "You did it though". He continues reading. "Tell me why you said that?" I keep pestering him. He gets up to put away his book and I follow him. "Saints just tell me." He chuckles and turns to look at me "I just heard you mumbling my name thats all."

A/N: sorry I haven't posted anything in a while, finals are killing me 😭. And sorry for the random spice scene, my friend told me to add smt interesting for once so I tried. Anyway thank you for being patient and reading what I've made so far.
Love you all, Wisty ❤️