I can't help the moan that escapes my mouth at the taste of her tongue against mine, and my hips pulse reflexively up to meet hers. But before I can reach the heat emanating from her core, she grasps my neck in her hand and pushes me away, pressing...
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I opened the passenger side door and watched with concern as Kai wavers like a drunk before slipping into the seat. I grab him in alarm and softly guide him into his seat. I'm met with a shy and sleepy smile. "S-sorry Mommy I-I think she drugged me." He says softly, his eyes flickering away from mine. I clench my jaw, enraged at the new information, but glad that I killed that bitch.
Hearing him call me 'Mommy' at a time like this tells me he's in sub-space and feeling especially vulnerable. He's stuttering so I know he's still shaken, so I grab his hand and kiss the palm.
I grab the seatbelt and buckle him up, making sure its on tight, unable to keep myself from rubbing his chest and shoulders affectionately.
I take a moment to just breathe, closing my eyes, taking a deep inhale, and a long exhale.
I almost lost him tonight.
I didn't properly slay my demons and they came back to haunt me. I almost got him killed.
But he will be okay now. He's with me and nothing will hurt him again, I reassure myself as my pounding heart begins to steady. I can feel his chest heaving in relieved pants and I can't help but bask in his warmth, his smell.
I feel starved for him.
I look into his eyes and notice he's watching me with a lazy, tired smile on his face, his eyelids drooping. There's some smudges of dirt on his cheek and over his clothes. His hair is sticking up every which direction like he just got out of bed, there are bruises on his wrist and a cut on his jaw from where Katherine's knife slipped.
I eye the cut with barely contained anger, wishing I could bring that bitch back to life just to make sure her death was more painful this time.
"I-I'm okay Mommy." He whispers, bringing a shaking hand up to cup my cheek. I lean into his touch, ignoring the wetness in my eyes.
But he almost wasn't.
"Let's go home baby." I kiss him softly on the lips, then his nose, then his cheeks, his forehead, his chin, making sure he feels my love pouring from every kiss. I close his door and hop around to the drivers seat, putting the car into gear before peeling out of the parking lot at a speed that could rival Fast & Furious. I pull into a long, empty stretch of highway and gun it.
I watch from the corner of my eye as Kai grips the grab handle with white knuckles as I floor it, watching the speed climb until we rest at a comfortable 90, the breeze blowing in through the open windows only briefly cool my rage before I close them. I take this moment to release my fear, my anger, all the bad feelings and anxieties that built up while Kai was taken. I'm constantly looking over to him in the passenger seat to remind myself that he's okay now, I got him, I don't have to be scared anymore. But the adrenaline that's been fueling me for the past few hours is still thrumming under my skin, still struggling to acknowledge that we are safe.
