Dark roots

Chapter 23

We were laying in the small bed together, his arm around my waist to keep me from falling off. It was nice to be in his presence, with my head on his shoulder I stared in front of me at the wall. Even tough I was happy to be here but a tense atmosphere hangs around, I knew my time was up and I had to tell him what happened with Gaz.

I was thinking of the best way to explain to him what happened while he was quietly waiting for me to start. I took a deep breath before I found the nerves to start speaking. "It happened the night you got back from you mission."

I had no choice but to tell him everything, from how he'd spend that last day by my side, how we talked and had fun, from the dinner we had to the incident at the kitchen. Simon's room gave me a sense of safety that night, just like how I feel safe every time he is near me.

"I can't believe you didn't tell me about any of this." He said once I was done speaking. He seems rather annoyed with me for not telling him, I could try to give him my reasoning for not saying anything but the truth is, it was stupid of me. I trust him and I should've told him, it's his team and he is responsible for us if anything happens. Things were always going to change within the team even if I didn't tell them, I'd still have my issues with Gaz.

Other then that, he looked very pissed off but I'm pretty sure that is more directed towards Gaz for what he did then towards me. I can tell he feels bad for what happened, that he wasn't there so he could help me out but he doesn't seem to understand that he is already doing so much.

Looking at my hands that were laying on my lap, I felt a bit ashamed to meet his eyes. I felt his stare boring into the side of my head until he reached his finger under my chin and lifted it so I was looking at him. "I'm sorry I wasn't there to protect you."

"Don't be, I'm a big girl and can take care of myself. I even punched him that evening." I said rather proudly to which he only answered with a chuckle.

The look on his face still showed a hint of guilt and it pained me to see. Turning around until I was right in front of him, I took his cheeks in my palms and gently leaned in, careful not to hurt him. I pressed my lips against his and I immediately feel him relax underneath me.

His hand moved to my waist as he pulled me in closer while his other hand grabbed the back of my neck so he could deepen the kiss. He slipped his tongue in my mouth and a soft moan escaped my lips.

"We can't do this, they are right outside that door." I said, trying to protest but gosh did it feel good. Not really wanting him to stop, I moved my hands gently over his shoulder and his neck until they went through his hair.

With his hands he lifted my leg over his waist so that I was stranding him, I wanted to get off because I was scared of his injuries but he wouldn't let me. Leaving kisses down my neck, he sucked hard enough to leave marks that will be hard to cover up later. His hands now tracing every inch of your body. "Then I guess you have to be quiet."

The touch of his fingers all over my body was driving me crazy. With a firm grip on my waist he guided my hips, making me grind against him. Feeling how he was getting hard underneath me, did nothing to help my own building arousal. Not letting go of my lips, he removed my long sleeve shirt that is basically his, but whatever, leaving me in nothing but my panties.

I immediately grabbed the bottom of his shirt and pulled it over his head, leaving it on the ground next to us. My eyes traced his torso and the sight of all these new scars had me sit up straight. When he tried to lean in to pull be back into a kiss, I gently pushed him back down. After that my fingers just roamed his body.

"Does it hurt?" I asked while my eyes were still on his body, refusing to look him in the eyes. Seeing the stitches from where he was shit earlier made me feel so bad. He went after that monster for me, and he got hurt, almost died even and if that was the case I would've never been able to forgive myself for that.