A Brush with the Past

Ten points to Slytherin.~

A dark mist seems to infest the corners of your vision. Was it him or are you going to pass out? You blink a few times to try and clear out your field of vision but it made no effect (Is it effect or affect?). You slowly lift your head to continue searching for Elden. The end of a thick snake tail is seen tilting back and forth before you. Your breath hitches as the sight of a cage, leather, and a lot of buckles all jumbled together before you. You move your head to the right to divert your gaze.

"(F/N). Must you hurt my feelings like that?" You stay still and feel your bottom lip quiver. You bite it quickly so he didn't see.

"Tch. Look at my eyes." You shake your head gently and gnaw on your lip. Sigh. Squeak. Click. Squeak. A haunting shiver trails up your back as you hear wheels scream.

"I shall make you look." You begin violently shivering at the thought of him touching you. You slid back more onto the desk which you now realize isn't there anymore. It feels smooth like marble but scolding hot. You scoot until your right hands seeps into what feels like liquid with chunks of soft Jell-O. You bring your hand towards your face to see that black substance drip down and soak the sleeve of your blouse. You cover your mouth with your free hand to stifle a scream. Tears wet your cheeks and your hand. You hear him slither closer but he is nowhere in sight. The area around you is now pitch black. Nimble fingers slide up your shoulders, causing goose bumbs to sprout up with the contact. You look to the right to get this out of your mind. 'This isn't happening.' The cool fingers begin to rub tiny circles into the sides of your neck.

"Really?" He says in a nonchalant manner. A slight trace of a british drawl lingered in his voice but it was as deep as ever. 'Yep.' As his fingers continued to caress your neck, you felt your body become less tense and your breaths came out deep and shakily out your mouth. He slides his hands up and cups your cheeks, his thumbs wiping away a few of the undried tears left from your shock before. He tilts your head towards him.

"Let me see your eyes." Your (E/C) orbs were captured by his clear, grey eyes. You widen your eyes in amazement. 'Maybe this should be real.' You think as the right corner of his mouth turns up.

"So, you accept me in this form but not my true form?" You stiffen at the memory of the snake-thing that appeared before. You nod your head sharply and continue looking at him. He looked sort of like the painting but he was younger. His skin was pale and smooth...'Your not wearing a shirt. Or anything for that matter.' Your cheeks aflame as you look upon his naked body squatting in front of you. A squeal escapes your mouth when you see something you shouldn't see. Your eyes seem glued to his manhood.

"Elden." You say rushed. He removes his hands from your cheeks and covers himself with his right hand. It wasn't that effective. Surprisingly, he had no hair ANYWHERE except for his eyebrows and the hair upon his head. 'Lucky.' You force your eyes back up, slowly. Taking in his very visible abs adjoined with that signature v-line. Up to his pecs, to his sharp collarbone and then sadly back to his face. Not saying his face wasn't nosebleed worthy, its just that compared to the rest...nevermind. You clear your throat before asking him sheepily:

"Why are you here?" You felt calm but something deep within you wasn't okay. It feels like he is the predator and you are the mere prey. Wait, that IS the situation. He is a demon...you think, and you are a human, his food. God it feels awkward, why hasn't he answered yet. You pay more attention to him and see his smirk disappear as he casts his eyes to your lap where hands are currently clasping each other.

"I made a contract (one year more than your age XP ) years ago. I am now fulfilling the last wish of my master/s at that time." You stare at him wide-eyed.

"Who was/were your master/s then?" You ask in a now, stronger voice. He looks you in dead in the eye with his eyes now a flaming fuchsia. You leaned back a bit to increase the distance between you two. The more you looked into his burning eyes, you saw flakes of purple float around the black edges. His black slit seemed to widen and contrast every second or so.

"(Your guardian/s)." Your heart drops. Your conscience was gnawing at this possibility but you didn't want it to be right. You felt...

What is it exactly?

Angry?

Gloomy?

Sorrowful?

A bit of everything and nothing at the same time. You know how you should feel but, this one, overpowering feeling, blocked it out.

Numb. That's the word. In your consciousness you knew what to feel, but this numbness made you not sense them. A strong shield.

"(F/N)?" His voice coaxes you back into that black void where your body was held firmly by Elden. He caresses your cheek gently, saying nothing but breathing on your face in soft repetitions.

"Hmm?" You say to him without opening your eyes.

"I am surprised at how quickly you transformed."

What?

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Well then...That was a bit extreme but meh. If something bothers you I would love to hear it, Just drop it into my Inbox. I'm open to any suggestions.

Also, I don't think you should have to decide between Elden and Sebastian. That's just not right. Maybe when I finish this lovely novel, I shall make a Reader x Elden *shrugs*.

I did miss the deadline for publishing this chapter but I had things to do. Which reminds me, I have no idea when I will publish the next chapter. This month definitely, but not next week. Gotta do some summer reading for the new school year. (Yay. Sophmore year ._.)

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