Loves Power

Chapter 23

Angel's PoV **Warning, this chapter contains mention to adult theme, readers digression is advised**

Song: You Can Count On Me by Bruno Mars

I sat reading, in the living room Spring was around the corner New Years was a few days ago, and I still remember the words I heard come from Damian that night. Feeling his breathe on my ears, and on my neck the memory of feeling the heat drift off of him.

My cheeks grew warm, he was out drinking with Jackson I hummed as I turned the page, Willow sleeping on Sherlock who was curled up at my feet at the end of the couch.

"Angel Darling~" I heard a slurred, hiccupping voice cooed out from the front door, I glanced into the front entrance seeing a very blushed faced Damian being supported by a very sober Jackson who looked amused.

"What the hell Jackson" I said confused as he dropped Damian gently on the floor and ran out the front door yelling over his shoulder.

"You're problem now!" He said laughing like a hyena as he ran away and my jaw fell open in frustration.

I got up moving my feet from under Sherlock, hearing him grumble like an old man.

"Dammit JACKSON!" I yelled after him as I looked at Damian who stared up at me in wide childlike wonder, I sighed shaking my head amused.

"You're sooo pretty" He said in awe and I chuckled gently in amusement, I put my hand out for him to take but he just stared at it confused.

"Take my hand you dork" I said and he reached out as I used my body weight to help him up and up the stairs, he tripped more than a dozen times as he drunkenly slurred his words and I shook my head in amusement.

I got him laid on the bed, covering him in a blanket as he tried to speak. I smiled gently making my way out and to the Kitchen. 

I grabbed a glass of water back to the bed room, when I walked into the room, Damian was standing now his shirt off. As well as his back to me, I froze in utter shock my jaw dropping open. 

I may have felt his skin on mine, but I would never get used to walking in on it like I just did, I thought he was still laying in bed.

"Uh... Damian?" I called out gently and he turned his head slightly to look at me, his eyes meeting mine and I stared at him unsure of what to say. He was still drunk but he seemed conscious of his surroundings.

"Close the door, put the water on the dresser there, and come here" He said motioning to the spot next to the TV on the dresser next to me, I nudged the door closed with my foot gently. I set the water down but didn't move from where I was.

"Here" He said motioning to in front of him as he turned his whole body, my eyes were glued to him as I saw him growing a bit more impatient. I smiled slightly watching him, he let out a growl his eyes burning slightly, not in anger in something much more mysterious. 

He made his way directly to me as I took many steps back in surprise the door that had not completely closed, a hand brushed passed grazing my cheek as he had closed the door. As well as pushing me into the door at the same time.

He had me completely trapped against the door, one arm near my ear as he stared me in the eyes.

"I said come to me, I am not impressed that I had to come to you" He said gruffly eyes narrowed as his other hand reached up calloused hand resting on my cheek, rubbing the skin gently as he stared into my eyes still.

"Damian?" I called out gently again as his thumb stopped moving and he stared for a millisecond before his hand guided my face gently, my eyes studied his features, his eyes were staring at my mouth where I was biting my lip slightly.

"Stop that" He said darkly, his eyes darkening slightly something in his eyes that he usually buried deep down. I felt something like a magnet, pulling me closer to him his large frame dwarfing my feminine one.

I shook slightly under him as I stared up at him, my eyes wide as his thumb ran over my lip, pulling it from my teeth and running his thumb over it. I shivered at his touch as I looked at him again, his eyes meeting mine again before something flashed across his features and his mood changed suddenly and he withdrew from me. 

I stared after him in surprise as he stepped away quickly, his form heading towards his bed as I stood there absolutely stunned, my jaw slack and open in absolute shock. 

"You going to stand there the whole time or you coming to bed" His voice called to me softly, I stepped towards the bed, my legs the literal consistency of pudding or jello. I finally go to the bed, crawling in next to him, shocked he made that kind of advance on me, I knew he liked me but damn, I was not expecting that. 

"Angel" I heard my name again and my eyes moved to him as he looked at me quietly, I moved my head to the side curiously.

"You okay Damian?" I asked softly, my hand shooting out to rest on his hand, he stiffened slightly before he relaxed under my touch, his eyes warm and curious as well as he sat up on his elbow. Looking at me quietly. 

"Would you have let me go further?" He asked and I looked at him, eyes twinkling slightly as I studied.

"Would you have gone further?" I asked softly, eyes watching him in amusement at his sudden freeze in thought as he looked at me quietly.

"Yes".

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"I'm not afraid of death, I am afraid of not finding you in my next lifetime" -<3