I fell in love with the purple devil

Part 46

~Anna's POV~

I...I'm not even sure if it was me. I was...built to be...drawn to him, it was annoying as fuck. But when he started asking...I saw the little kid I had loved, that hated not knowing, that...that was scared. And sometimes just...just the way he spoke...it make my stomach knot. I kiss him hard as he growls and I pull him closer, tangling my fingers through the back of his hair, "Don't...talk..." I mumble as I kiss him passionately and his hands and went from beside me to to my hips, my legs easily wrapping around his hips tight, 'What's that...suppose...to mean?' He mumbles and I pull back undoing his tie, "you always make it worse when you talk," I mumble and toss it off as he grins a little, 'someone's quite bossy for having jumped me,' he mumbles smugly and I roll my eyes with pink slowly spreading on his cheeks, "/tell me why you stayed/," I mumble and made sure to use our, his, whoever's powers. His jaw clenched, 'I told you,' he grumbles and I shake my head brushing my lips against his, "/tell me the real reason/," I order again and his grip on my hips tighten as I almost feel his heart pick up, '....you,' he mumbles and that's all I needed to hear as I kiss him hard feeling his smirk, "bedroom," I gasp through breaths and kiss swollen lips. He happily began his way down the long hall way, vases getting pushed over, pictures falling down along the way as we stumble along, the power almost crackling off the both of us. Along the way we had both lost our shirts and my nimble fingers working on his belt as I felt his scruff against my skin as his lips made sure to leave marks up and down my throat and neck, 'Your so...beautiful,' he mumbles and I blush crinkling my brows in confusing as I pull him closer to shut him up. I just couldn't...deal with that, deal with the fact that he could actually still care about me...or that I could actually still care about him, even with everything he had done, everything he had put people through. We dropped back on the bed and I straddling him blushing, there where no light but I still was able to find his deep brown eyes. He wasn't smirking this time, just lightly panting as he held my cheeks and pulled me down, for a real, honest to God kiss. My first instinct was to pull away and ask him what the fuck he was thinking, 'I really did...miss you kitten,' he mumbles and once again I felt that horrible aching loneliness I had felt the first time I touched him. For a moment, he was him again, he was my teddy and he loved me and we needed each other, "t-teddy-," I whisper and blush shaking a little but melting back into him, letting him gently shift us until I laid underneath him. I panicked and shoved him back, "n-no..no if we're doing this, I'm on top," I didn't know if I could trust him, I couldn't...I could never be that weak again. He pants and looked confused for a moment before nodding and slowly rubbing up my sides as I swallow. His bed was large, soft with deep wine color silk sheets. I used my knees to slowly push his boxers down left in nothing and I left all my good decision making skills in a crumpled pile on the floor with my jeans...