Haven And Chaos

39) His stray cat

As I gave in to my little seductress demon that had been born over a year ago, sudden faint knocks came from his door.
Once more, we both froze in place like a layer of cold air had been added to us.

"G-Gale?" Mia's voice came, shrouded in vulnerability that one might have thought she would fall apart any second. "I need to speak wi-with you, please," she pleaded in a shaking and pitiful voice.

Gale slowly unglued his body from mine, giving us the space we both needed.
As he got off the bed, I hurriedly pulled up my pants and then hopped off the bed from the other side.

"What is it?" He asked moving closer to the shut door. "Let's talk about it in the mor-"

"No!" Mia cried out desperately and was emotionally wounded. "It's... it's about..."

"About what?" Gale's impatience was evident in his tone just like his tensed biceps. "Is it this important?"

"I...I..." A thud squeezed its way into the room from the other side of the door.

"Mia? Mia?" Gale called in his deep worried voice. I frowned as he rushed to unlock the door.
Damn him! Couldn't he at least let me hide before he played hero?
Using my brain to its full capacity, I quickly hopped in the bathroom and pulled the door but left a slight crack that would help me peek into the room. When the automatic lights came on, I almost hurt my palm smacking the switch off.

"Mia? Can you hear me?" It was Gale, and he was shaking Mia's shoulder. He had already set her down on the bed I had warmed up, lucky bitch!

"Fuck!" Gale's frustrated groan reached me.

He quietly sat next to her before picking up his phone from the night table. After a few clicks on its screen, he pressed it on his left ear. As his lips moved, speaking to whoever he had rang, I caught Mia slowly pushing herself into a sitting position and sneakingly slipped her arms around his waist, resting her temple on his back.

Gale's body let out a sharp reaction that spoke of absolute abhorrence.
"Mia, let go of me." His jaw was clenched and his eyes had grown smaller.
I could see all this thanks to the generous light pouring down from the large spiral chandelier hanging from his ceiling. It allowed me to catch every single expression and reaction from their bodies. Just like how I could spot Mia's wide smile as she clung tightly to Gale's waist.

"I had a nightmare."

"Okay, but could you-"

"I saw Cindy!" Mia cried out fastening her arms even tighter. "She...she...she said she's sad."

Gale shut his eyes as if he was processing the raw anger swirling through him.
"Mia," he began, sounding more impatient than before. That was the very tone he used on me when he was about to toss me out of his sight.
He tried removing her hands from his waist but Mia only made it difficult, especially when she began wailing...quite an ugly cry.

Without even knowing it, I heard myself chuckle seeing Gale looking defenseless for the first time. The image of his bullying face had been engraved in the back of my mind that it felt like sinning whenever he wore a different expression.

"Come out, now!" His voice boomed from the room and into my ears heavily.

He...he was looking my way. He was speaking to me. Asking me to show myself with Mia right there. No, I couldn't throw myself in the hot pan just to save his ass.

I dashed away from the door and plastered my back against the wall.
The silence in the cold bathroom made my heartbeats sound louder than normal. Or was it just pounding to insanity from the fear of being caught by Mia?
Of course, she'd question why I was in Gale's room. Question what we were doing behind a locked door.
And what was I to tell her?
I didn't want to brush shoulders with her over a man I certainly wasn't interested in.
I'd rather have fought over someone like Nikolai with the perfect appearance and the perfect manners.

"...are you talking to?" Mia asked.

"A cat," Gale responded.

"A cat?" Mia's surprised voice floated to the bathroom.
Gawd!
I wished I could see their faces so bad. But if I went back to my peeking position and slipped, Mia would be the first to rush here and burst me.

Ah fuck! Why was I nervous now?
It was only one stupid spoiled girl. What could she do?
Well, she wouldn't do anything malicious, but her mother would.

"Yes. I want to check on it. Stay right here. Don't move."

"But Ga-"

"Said I'll be right back!" Gale boomed, and then...silence.
The next sound that came was the faint creak of the door I was hiding behind opening.

"Can I come see i-"

"No!"

I held my breath as his monstrous frame made its way inside the darkness I had sought refuge in. Without speaking a word, Gale's head turned to my direction as his hand swung shut the door.

At that very moment, I wished I could disappear into the wall to avoid whatever trouble was about to arise.
"And here's the stray cat." His whisper in the darkness sounded creepy as hell, but when his hand sought out my waist and pulled it to himself, a certain comfort warmed itself down my spine.

So much kept happening whenever he was around. So many things and people popped up whenever Gale was alone with me, making me start to feel somehow connected to him.

About an hour ago, I had been peacefully sleeping in my room. But because Gale had to bring me into this cursed room of his, a lot had occurred between me and him, and now Mia had been drawn into the mix. What kind of fate was life throwing my way?
I just wanted to create some distance between Gale and myself so the days could pass by quietly.

For chrissake, I had been in a life-threatening accident. He ought to have been allowing me to rest up.

"Stay away-" I whispered squirming to get out of his hold, "-from me."

A deep manly chuckle fell upon my ear, letting me know just how close he had gotten. "This is much fun. Now, meow."

I froze.
"What?!"

His thumb dug into the small of my back painfully. "I said, meow like a cat or I'll throw you out there."

"But..."

"I guess I haven't punished you lately, which seems to have let you forget just who is in charge around here." His whisper was fiercely hot, ruffling the small hairs on the side of my neck.
But his breath was not all that heightened the uneasiness in my body, no. Half the blame belonged to his hand which was now grabbing my left butt cheek. And not in a sexy manner.
Well, it would have been sexy hot if I was into pain-pleasure.

I bit my lower lip in a wince while my fingers hollowed the flesh of his arms.
"I ordered you...to meow," he whispered slowly while his hand gave me a harsher squeeze.

"Sto...op," I moaned squeezing his arms in return, but not much pressure came from my fingers.

"I'm not stopping until you do it. And better make it believable or I will..." Both his hands now covered my whole ass, grabbing it as if they were claiming its existence.

"How do you...expect me to do it with...your hands..."

This relationship that we shared was flaring out of its lanes. Which normal enemies would be doing this and claiming that it was punishment? His hands were clearly mashing up my ass.
"Gale," I moaned his name unconsciously.

His cheek brushed on mine as he pulled his head. I could still feel his fast breaths on my face and they were inching closer and closer to my nose.

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GALE'S POV
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I couldn't fight it anymore. Not when my hands were grabbing and pulling up her ass to press our lower halves firmly against each other.
The alluring scent of her hair, the softness of the mounds I was holding.

I couldn't take it anymore. The secret craving of her flesh was kicking back. Earlier on when I accidentally felt her moist pussy, I had been reminded so roughly how it felt.
We had fucked. I knew it. My cock knew it. So why was she denying it?

If only I had checked that damned birthmark, I'd have settled these demons howling in my nuts.