Chapter 13- Avis, Attached

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"Olivia? Are you here?"
I yelled into the infirmary. Cellion shuffled about in a drunken stupor. I tried to keep him away and awake.
"Olivia?!"
"Olivia? Heh...that biitcch."
"Please...Olivia? Cellion? Where is she?"
He only laughed. I glanced around again, only to find no one inside. Cellion kept laughing.
"I don't knooowwww. "
I raised an eyebrow at his behavior, it was seriously unlike him.
"Ok. So do you know what's wrong with you?" Cellion was not only drunk. There had to be something else. His demeanor kept changing drastically.
He nodded.
"Yyyeeeaaaaahhhhh." Cellion snorted and leaned on the doorframe. "I screwwed up. Haha.."
I tried to stop him from sliding to the floor, but he still did anyways.
"Cellion snap out of it! Come on man..."
It appeared as though he fell asleep. Against my better judgement I leaned in to smell his breath, just to see exactly how much alcohol he ingested. Cellion stayed perfectly still. I continued to move forward.
"What is that peculiar scent...? Ah!"
Suddenly a a pair of arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me into Cellion's chest and lap. A low growl erupted from his throat. He continued to squeeze me harder.
"Wait...Cellion what are you doing?!"
I squirmed around in his grip. My stomach only came in contact with his more..rugged one. He was undeniably muscular and that was..nevermind.
"Something I have wanted to do."
Our lips collided suddenly.I tried to push Cellion away, but his strength made it almost impossible. Even though I resisted, my subconscious was submitting. Something about this kiss felt so familiar....
Cellion pushed me down, pinning me to the floor. He straddled my hips. I peered up at his face, and it darkened considerably. Red eyes were glazed with a magenta glow, and it gave of small smoking hearts. He licked his lips tentatively.
"Like what you see? For a long time.. I have wanted this."
Cellion leaned down again and began to kiss my neck. He nibbled down on my collarbone. I had to swallow down a moan.
"Cellion. Can you hear me?"
He abruptly stopped and fell asleep. This time it seems as though he will not be waking anytime soon. I tried to shove him off, but he did not budge. Cellion is incredibly heavy. I shoved him off again, yet somehow he still grasped my waist. The feeling of being in his arms is also very familiar...like I'm falling.
"Do not leave me.."
Cellion continued to lightly snore. He's sleep talking.. I guess so. His horns slightly grazed my face, once he snuggled on the crook of my neck. I shuddered at the contact. It felt like seashells were scratching my face. Cellion moved, legs intertwining with mine, his entire body laying in an awkward position. I soon too fell asleep.
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I awoke to see that Cellion was nowhere to be found and I was in my bedroom. My attire was still the same though. I got up and walked to the bathroom. Even with incredibly short hair, it still gets messy. It would just be easier just to take a shower and get dressed.
Afterwards I grabbed my uniform and headed out the door.

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