Who We Are (A Zodiac Story)

POV: Capricorn

Her hands were cupping my face, fingers tangling desperately in my hair as she straddled me with unbridled need. I could feel the warmth of her thighs on either side of my hips, her body pressing against mine with such fervent hunger. Pisces kissed me roughly, all tongue and desperate passion, a needy whimper escaping her kiss-swollen lips as my hands gripped her supple ass possessively.

"Pi, I've got to go," I chuckle, every fiber of my being aching to keep her there, locked in my embrace. The way her curves fit against me, the taste of her on my tongue - it was absolute torment to even think of pulling away.

"No, not yet" she whines, her arms wrapping around me to pull me back in. She crashes her lips to mine again, the kiss deep and lingering, our tongues tangling together as our bodies melt into one. I breathed in the intoxicating scent of her, a blend of vanilla and something uniquely irresistibly.

This morning, I had every intention of going to Pisces' room and making it clear that whatever happened between us the night before was nothing more than just a kiss. But the second I stepped through her door, any semblance of control slipped away. Pi was on me in an instant, and all thoughts of establishing boundaries flew out the window.

To say her passionate embrace hadn't caught my attention the previous night would be a blatant lie. And now, in the harsh light of day, I found myself craving her presence, her touch, even more than before.

With monumental willpower, I finally break away, chest heaving. "Come on, before Gem catches us," I resist, though I can feel her warm breath fanning across my lips, beckoning me to take them again, to lose myself in her once more.

Groaning in frustration, Pisces reluctantly climbs off my lap, throwing her hair into a messy, tousled ponytail. The movement causes her chest to strain against the fabric of her top, drawing my gaze. "Fine, I'll be down in a minute," she concedes.

Throwing on the soft, familiar weight of my jacket that had been discarded on her bed, I leaned in and pressed a lingering, reverent kiss to her cheek. "Later," I murmur, she nods quietly, watching as I exited.

As I make my way down the corridor, I nearly collide with Libra, my face flushing with a mixture of embarrassment and residual arousal.

"Hey," she greets me with a warm smile, blissfully unaware of the heated encounter I'd just shared with Pi.

"...hi," I reply nervously, silently praying she hadn't seen me emerging from Pi's room.

"What are we doing today?" Libra asks as we walk downstairs together, her arm grazing mine with each step.

"Sagi's favorite game, capture the flag," I explain, my voice slightly strained as I fight to keep my focus.

"Lame," she calls out, pouting adorably. I chuckle, leaning in to steal a quick, impulsive kiss from her lips. Libra blushes furiously at the sudden intimate gesture, her eyes widening with surprise. Then, her lips curl into a pleased, satisfied smile as we continue our stride to the kitchen.

Inside the kitchen, some of the zodiacs were gathered - Aquarius, Gemini, Virgo, Taurus, and Scorpio.

"You're telling me I have to eat fruit?" Taurus asks, raising an eyebrow as he stares disdainfully at the collection of washed, ripe fruit on the table.

"Did you think we were collecting it for fun?" Aquarius retorts, her tone dripping with sarcasm. She's casually straddling one of Scorpio's legs, her back pressed against his chest as she plucks grapes from the bunch and feeds them to him.

"I want the meat I hunted," Taurus grumbles, crossing his corded arms over his chest in a clear display of defiance.

"No, that's our dinner," I interject, earning a groan and an exaggerated eye roll from the burly boy.