Wasteland.(Aarmau AU)

Chapter 26: Sleeping Jewels

Aphmau...?

Aphmau...?!

"Aphmau!" She was forced awake by Zane, who was looking very worriedly down at her. His mask hanging loosely of his face. And his other, blind eye, showing.

"You alright? You were moving a lot on your sleep." He kept his distance, hovering a few feet from her. She was on the couch, and Aurora on the bed.

"Y-yeah?" She was blushing, her dream was about a certain someone with steel eyes and soot colored hair.

"Are you sure?" He scooted up closer, feeling her head, trying to find a fever, his touch was cold, like he had just bathed in ice water. It made Aphmau shiver.

"Zane, Bro, I'm fine. It was just a dream." She swatted his hand away, turning over on the couch. To the black wall that was her brothers room.

"It was about him, wasn't it." Zane said, his blue eyes staring right into her soul. And fishing around it.

"You know me too well..." Aphmau said softly, grinning. Her brother sniggering as well.

"I do. Aph... As your brother, I'm worried, I don't know this guy and I don't know what he'll do to you-"

"Zane. Aaron would never do anything to me, I trust him." He sits and listens, hanging onto her words.

"And you know him better than I, But I still worry." He replies, pulling up his face mask to cover more of his face.

"Why?" Aphmau asked, rolling her eyes at said mask. As he just wore it because he had freckles.

"Because I am your older brother, that's my job." Zane replied, he leaned back from her, giving her room to move off the couch.

"We're the same age Zane!" She yelled, but laughed anyway. And then Aurora started crying from the sudden noise, or from hunger. It was hard to tell.

"Whoops, Well, I'd better get home anyway, Aaron's probably up by now." She stopped for a moment and added.

"Maybe."

She took Aurora in her arms and hugged Zane goodbye. She was going to miss him when she eventually left. But she would visit as often as she could.

She walked out the door and walked across the hall to their only slightly bigger room. And found Aaron gone.

He's probably out with the guys. She thought to herself, letting Aurora play with her hair.

She felt heat crawling up her neck, her dream was on the forefront of her mind:

"It's not going to hurt..." He kissed the side of her neck gently, his hand on her stomach. His other behind her neck.

"I-I...." He cut her off by kissing her again, his hands creeping lower and lower down her body. It made her shiver, and her back arches.

His hands found their way up the skirt she had on. And she tensed up in surprise. But let him continue. And much to her delight he got a little impatient.

"Please don't make me beg..." he whispered as he trailed kisses down her collarbone And her throat hitched. And he pulled back, looking into her eyes. She nodded, and he gave a lusty smirk...