MIDNIGHT WHISPERS| Kylia

(XLIII)⚠️SUMT⚠️

The room is quiet, just like the rest of the house.

The recent shower relieves me of a tiring day. Now I have to dry my hair and go to sleep, begging to have a good night's sleep.

The chill in my spine makes me look towards the window through the mirror, noticing that it is open, but I remember perfectly having closed it before going to take a shower. I swallow dryly and focus on my curls again, feeling a strange sensation.

Again the wind hits me, and I shrug my shoulders, leaving the brush on the dressing table, turning to the window, ready to close it, but when I see the figure sitting on it, with my head tilted to the side and a smile to the side, I remain seated, without reaction.

I had believed that her words were big lies. It's around eleven at night, what would Kylie come here to do? That's what I asked myself before getting into the shower, but now seeing her sitting on my window, I think I shouldn't rush.

- What are you doing here? - the question comes out like a whisper, while I rest my hands on my legs.

- What did I say earlier? - she jumped out of the window, standing up. Her malicious smile does not falter on her lips, and the intense brightness of her eyes stands out in the dark corner of the room.

The room is dark, only with the dressing table light on. The moon that shines brightly outside illuminates a small part of the window, leaving me without seeing your right face.

- Kylie, this is crazy! - I exclaim, getting up with my arms crossed. - at any time you can be caught, have you gone crazy? - I question, raising my eyebrow.

Kylie laughed in a sarcastic way, shrugging her shoulders to my question, taking steps forward, approaching the light, letting me have a vision of her serene face.

My expression quickly changes to scared when I see that the corner of her lips is bleeding. I don't think twice before approaching and putting my hand on her icy face gently, looking at her lips, seeing that it's recent.

Where did she get into this time?

- What happened? - my concern and curiosity is evident, so much so that Kylie passes her tongue on the corner of her lips, removing the droplet of blood from her mouth, then laughing.

- nothing too much, just an affront - she looks down, removing her leather gloves, just so making me realize that she is wearing that outfit that scared me for days, only open, giving me a vision of her exposed belly and her white bra.

She likes white apparently.

Kylie takes me away from indecent thoughts, putting her hand on my chin, raising my face to her.

- If you keep looking, you'll end up drooling, love - she smiles from the corner, and I open my mouth to retort her comment, but she stops me, bringing her face closer, sealing her mouth in mine in seconds.

I'm surprised, without reacting for seconds, but I get involved in her hot touch, holding her face with both hands, pulling her closer. I still try to understand how Cantrall manages to mess with me so much, to the point of making me lose the reasoning and control of my actions that I look for so much is in charge.

I sigh when her hand enters my hair, giving a rough pull, while her teeth hold my lower lip, biting gently before kissing me again with fervor, holding my waist with possession, gluing her body more to mine.

I grab the back of her neck, moving away from her mouth for thousandths, kissing her again as if my life depended on this act. Kylie turns me around calmly, pushing me in clemsy steps until I feel the soft bed behind me.