Distressing Dominance | Owl House x Reader

Chapter 26

I felt a gentle touch on my shoulder and whirled around to find Amity standing there, her eyes filled with concern. "Y/N, are you okay?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly. I looked at her, my mind racing. "Look, I'm sorry for what I said back there...I was stressed and I snapped."

I held up the necklace, the owl glinting in the moonlight. "This is all I have left of my home," I said, my voice raw with emotion. "I miss it, I miss my life before all this...before I became...whatever I am now."

Amity stepped closer, her eyes never leaving the charm. "But Y/N," she said softly, "you are more than just a human or a witcher. You're a bridge between our worlds. You have the power to choose your path and make a real difference."

Her words hung in the air, resonating with the turmoil inside me. I looked down at the necklace again, feeling the warmth spread through my hand. "What if I can't handle it?" I whispered, the doubt in my voice betraying the fear that had been building since my arrival.

Amity reached up and took the necklace from my hand, holding it up to the moon. "You can," she said with conviction. "You've already proven that you can. And if you decide to leave, I'll understand. But if you stay... we could change everything."

Her eyes searched mine, and in that moment, I knew she wasn't just talking about the fate of the Boiling Isles. She was talking about us, about the connection we had forged in this chaotic world of magic and danger. And then, without warning, she leaned in and kissed me. It was a kiss filled with desperation, with hope, with the promise of a future we could build together.

The warmth of her lips sent a jolt through me, and for a moment, all my fears and doubts vanished. I felt her hand on my cheek, gentle yet firm, as if willing me to stay with the power of her touch alone. "I'll give anything for you to stay," she whispered against my lips. "We can do this, together."

I pulled away, my heart racing. "I... I need to think," I managed to say, my voice shaking. "I need some time."

Amity nodded, her eyes filled with a mix of understanding and disappointment. "Take all the time you need," she whispered before disappearing back into the shadows of the night.

I stood there for what felt like an eternity, the imprint of her lips still warm on mine. The forest was quiet around me, the only sound the distant echoes of the festival. The necklace felt heavier than ever in my hand, a constant reminder of the choice before me.

The second I turned back to the owl house, the weight of the world crashed down on me. The reality of the situation was stark and unforgiving. The war between the covens, the danger of being discovered by the Emperor's Coven, the responsibility of being the human witcher. It was all too much.

Instead of returning, I decided to go deeper into the forest, hoping that the quiet whispers of the trees and the gentle embrace of the shadows could offer me some form of solace. The deeper I ventured, the more the forest felt like it was swallowing me whole, yet it was oddly comforting, as if it understood my turmoil.

The underbrush grew thicker, and the trees loomed closer together, casting eerie patterns of light and dark across the forest floor. The air was thick with the scent of magic and mystery, and I couldn't help but feel drawn to the secrets it held. It was here, in the heart of the woods, that I found myself standing before a glowing pool of water, the surface shimmering with a rainbow of colors.

I knelt beside the pool, the necklace still clutched in my hand. The reflection staring back at me was a jumble of emotions—fear, anger, confusion, and hope. The water rippled, and for a brief moment, I saw the face of my mother, her eyes filled with love and concern. It was as if she were speaking to me, urging me to make the right choice.

The sound of rustling leaves brought me back to reality. Amity emerged from the darkness, a tentative smile playing on her lips. "Hey," she said softly. "I'm sorry for everything. I know I can be... intense... kissing you was probably not the right call back there, but I just felt like it."

I took a deep breath, still reeling from the kiss. "Amity," I began, "I don't know what's happening. I don't know if I should stay or go."

Her smile grew a bit wider, a hint of mischief in her eyes. "Why don't we swim?" she suggested, pointing to the pool. "It's a magical place, and it might help you clear your mind."

I nodded, feeling the tension in my body begin to ease at the thought of cool water on my skin. We both stripped down to our underclothes and cautiously stepped into the pool. The water was surprisingly warm, almost like a bath, and it enveloped me in a gentle embrace. The lights dancing across the surface cast an ethereal glow on Amity's skin as she sat down, the water coming up to her neck. She looked at me, her fiery hair slicked back, and I couldn't help but feel a connection to her that was more than just friendship.

As we sat in the pool, talking in hushed tones about our hopes and fears, she grew more relaxed, and the tension between us dissipated like the ripples in the water. At one point, she leaned back, letting out a content sigh, and her panties slipped off her hips, landing right before my face with a soft plop. She looked at me with a teasing smile, her cheeks flushed a delightful shade of pink. "Oops," she giggled, making no move to retrieve them.