I'm staring at the wall when he walks out of the bathroom...shirtless.
I look up, then look at the walls, then the gray floor. I try to look anywhere but at his tanned chest and damp pants hanging low on his hips. Beads of water are dripping from his hair to roll down his shoulders, trailing toward his body.
He approaches me, until he's finally looming over my tiny frame as I try with all my will power to not look at him, to focus on the floor and how pretty it is. To just not look at him.
I can feel his eyes on me, I can feel the mattress sink under his weight as he sits next to me. I can feel his body heat radiating from him. I am painfully aware of how close he is to me. He's so distracting, and I hate it, yet I love it at the same time. We're perfect for each other in all the wrong ways. I love it, but I hate that I love it.
"Am I distracting you Gray?" he asks, his voice deeper than usual, his hands find my chin and tug my face so that I'm facing him, so that our eyes crash into each other. The storm meets the ocean. I feel like I'm falling in love with him all over again, for a moment I ponder about why I ever bother looking at anyone else, when he exists. I'm so deep in thought I nearly forget to reply. "Gray?"
I roll my eyes and scoff, as if that isn't exactly what he's doing, and go back to staring at the floor, noticing how it's the same shade of gray as his eyes, those stormy gray eyes. He watches me while I pretend not to feel his gaze travelling over my face.
"Paedyn" he finally says, gently placing his hands on my hips, and lifting me up on to his lap, causing a small gasp to escape from my mouth. He keeps his hands on my hips massaging them; while bringing his lips closer to my ear so they nearly brush against each other "You can pretend you don't want this all you like, but I know you do. I do too... " he coos trailing his fingers up my spine to my hair, causing me to shiver at his touch, God, I could feel the heat from his hands even through my clothes.
He runs his hands through my hair, eventually pulling my head back so his eyes can meet mine and he finally says in a husky voice "Paedyn, look me in the eyes... look me in the eyes and tell me you want me to stop, and I'll stop, I promise, look me in the eyes and tell me whether you want me to keep going or not... I won't do anything without your consent darling"
It takes a few moments before the words sink in; he's asking me whether I want to finish what we started. I nod, and with that, he's already flipped me around so I'm facing him, my legs either side of him, so that I'm straddling his lap. Our eyes meet, and this time I don't look away, this time I take a moment to memorize the storm brewing in his eyes, this time I let the warmth of him cover me, I let it consume me, I let it devour me.
Our faces are inches from each other, I can feel his breath on me, its ragged, most probably matching that of my own. I can see his tongue licking his lips, his eyes full of lust, his cheeks a slight rose-tinted color, his inky black hair falls over his eyes, and I move it out of the way, to get a better look at him, and those beautiful eyes, I can't stop myself from getting pulled into the storm brewing inside of him. I can't stop it. I can't help it. I want to get lost in him. I want to get lost with him. Being lost is fine, as long as I have him.
Finally, he plants his lips on mine, gently at first, deepening the kiss as time passes, his hands trail down my body, until they reach my thighs, I shiver at his touch, letting out a gasp as he massages my inner thigh. "You like that, huh?" he asks with a smirk plastered on his face, I hum in approval and push my body weight on top of him causing him to lie flat against the bed with me on top of him, as his hands travel up to my waist pulling me towards his warm body.
"Gosh, darling you feel amazing against me"
I just hum in response, too busy devouring his lips to bother commenting, he notices and tuts in disapproval, and brings a finger to my chin removing my lips from his, "Use your words Gray, I want to know how you feel as well". His eyes twinkle with something I can't quite place. Lust? Playfulness? Love? All three of them? "Well darling?''
"I want you Kai" I whisper, barely audible to him, but he manages to hear the words, and flips us over, so that he's on top of me, and my back is pressed against the mattress, our faces only inches away.
"Say it again Gray, I didn't quite hear you" a small smirk plays on his face as he says the words.
The cocky bastard, I know he heard me, and I'm not ggiving him the satisfaction of hearing me say it again, I try grabbing his neck and pulling him in, but he's already grabbed my wrists and pinned them either side of my body. I gasp at the instantaneous movement; he was too quick for me to do anything more. Finally, and idea pops up in my head, a devilish smile forms on my face, as the plan appears in my head.
"O-ouch my hand! Are you trying to kill me Azer?!"
His eyes widen in horror at what he thinks he's done, and he releases my wrists, and at that moment my hands fly up wrapping themselves around his neck, pulling the cold calculating enforcer towards me, causing our lips to crash together, like an ocean meeting a storm. He kisses me back, he widens my lips allowing his tongue to meet mine, as he kisses me gently. Finally, we break away, his eyes search mine, as mine search his. He looks stunning. His eyes tell me he wants more. He needs more. He craves more, and I can give him more.
He leans in for another round, our lips brush against each other, his hand runs through my hair, then they reach my hips, and trace the figure eight there.
"God, just kiss me already, Azer, I'm getting impatient"
He chuckles at my impatience, and replies "All in good time Gray" as he continues tracing shapes on my hips.
"Do you remember when you promised to be my undoing?"
The question surprises me, I wasn't expecting that, but I remember the moment vividly, I nod in response
"You were wrong about that, you're not my undoing, you're the total opposite, you make me strong, you're my better half, you make me feel strong, I feel like a better man when I'm with you, I feel like I'm just Kai with you, I don't feel like a monster, I don't feel like an enforcer. Pae, when I'm with you, my life lights up. When I'm with you, the impossible becomes possible. When I'm with you I want the moment to last forever, and when I'm not with you I spend every single moment thinking about you."
The words take me by surprise, I'm speechless, I don't know how to reply to him, those were never the words I wanted to hear from him, but they are the words I needed to hear from him. The words I've needed for so long. The only words I'll ever need.
I'm about to reply to him when I hear a knock at the door of the bedroom.
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Hopeless - A Powerless Fanfiction
FanfictionFor all the souls who have fallen hopelessly in love with Lauren Robert's Powerless trilogy. 'But that will never stop me from loving her, even if it's at a distance, that will never stop me from fighting for her, that will never stop me from tryin...
