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Video Games
~ Lana Del Ray

Snow

The day was long and exhausting, but also hilarious. I never thought I would ever play babysitter, and that I be good at it. But the day with Isabela and Ares were really nice. She is a little energy bundle, but one of the good kind, but she went to her room a good hour ago. Because she was tired, which I can understand. This morning I was a little taken aback when Bonnie asked me if I could look after Isa. But I couldn't say no, not when Bonnie gave me her best pleading look. Of course, I was a little annoyed that I had to abandon my own plans, but it wasn't such a bad decision after all. I still wonder why neither Marcel nor Luca had time today, but that's not really my problem. The light from the TV illuminates the room as I switch between streaming services. Ares lies in his dog basket near the couch, probably sleeping. It's either the action movie or the horror movie, but I've already seen both. I sigh quietly, I'm still wondering what Flame's face looked like when I told him that I couldn't come over today. I silently run my hand through my hair and decide to watch the action movie. Just as I'm about to lean back against the back of the couch to make myself comfortable, the doorbell rings. I take a quick look at the clock, it's already pretty late. Who the hell is at the door at this time? I get up and slowly stroll to the door, I open it and look straight at a black wall made of fabric, which smell pretty good, I suppress a grin because I know it's him. My eyes lift, and I look him in his face, his lips are twisted into a grin. "What the hell are you doing here, Flame?" I ask, surprised, because I really wasn't expecting him. I'm glad he's here, somehow I've missed him. Even though it hasn't even been a whole day that we haven't seen each other. I must have stared at him, because he grins even wider. He shrugs, steps past me and closes the door behind him.

Flame grins mischievously "I couldn't stop thinking about my little fire." He says and walks past me into the living room. I follow him, "I told you I was babysitting." I say, he shrugs and falls onto the couch. Ares looks up but lazily puts his head back down. "Yes, you did. But I missed you. Besides, I wanted to see your pretty face, and right now it doesn't look like you have much to do." He says seriously and grins at me, that asshole really knows how to push my buttons, how he manages to get under my skin so easily, I sigh and sink down next to him. Flame puts his arm around me and pulls me closer, I can feel his body heat against my skin. And I sigh quietly, he is so warm, and I feel so damn safe with him. I move slightly, leaning my head towards him. My lips brush his cheek, the touch is light, almost teasing. Flame turns his head, his eyes meet mine, and his lips brush mine before we kiss. Our lips move slowly, almost sensually with each other. Flame's hand cups my cheek, his touch is both possessive and gentle. I lean into his touch, actually enjoying it. I long for the security and affection he gives me. His lips move hungrily on mine, his tongue explores my mouth. I moan softly into the kiss, my body reacts greedily to his touch. As if I were fucking addicted to him, god he's better than any drug. Our bodies press tightly together, the friction between us is electrifying. Flame's hand slides under my t-shirt, his fingers draw patterns on my skin. And goosebumps spread across my skin where he touches me. I arch into his touch, longing for more. More of his hands, more of him. His lips part from mine, leaving hot kisses on my jaw instead "Maldita sea, no puedo tener suficiente de ti, mi Fuego Pequeño." I don't understand a word he said, but I tilt my head back to give him better access anyway. When he reaches my neck and sucks, I gasp softly. Flame's hands move lower, his heat literally burning through the fabric of my sweatpants.

I pull Flames head back up, to kiss him again. But I stop when I hear something crack. Confused, I pull away from Flame, "wait..." I whisper as I push him away slightly. We stay quiet as I concentrate on the sound. Flame looks at me as the sound gets louder and clearer, footsteps. Flame tenses up, as if he's ready to take down an intruder. I turn my head towards the stairs to see what's going on. Isabela is standing on the last step of the stairs, in her light pink pajamas with big, tear-stained eyes. Her small face is full of fear and confusion, tears well up in her eyes again and she sobs. She shuffles towards us, "I had a bad dream, Snow, can I stay by you?", she whimpers. I immediately free myself from Flame's arms, I sit up straight. I look at her, I nod reassuringly at Isabela. "Of course, Isa. You can always come to me, sweetie." I say and walk towards her, she wraps her arms around me, and sobs. I walk with her to the couch, her eyes get even bigger. When she sees Flame, she hides slightly behind me. Flame looks at us and smiles warm, I kneel down next to Isa. "You don't have to be afraid, Flame is very nice." I whisper to her, she looks at me. "Is he the one who wanted to eat you?" She asks just as quietly, I have to grin. When she alludes to the bite marks, "yes... but he has already eat today", she has to laugh and then looks at Flame, who smiles at her. "Hey little one, I'm Flame, you're Isabela, right?" He asks in a soft voice, Isa nods slightly. He looks at her and smiles, "hey little one. Don't worry, I don't bite. You can come here." Isabela hesitated for a moment before walking towards him. Flame holds out a hand to her. "Come on, little one. I won't let anything happen to you. I promise." He says gently as Isa sits down next to him. Flame puts an arm around her, and pulling her close. "Do you want to tell me what you dreamed about?" He asks, I have to smile as I sink down next to the two of them.