Behind The Cold Silence

His Thoughts

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Her brown eyes stared at me as the lightning that flashed from the window made her smile look even brighter.

Her dress was distracting as it stuck to her body and showed all her curves. Her bra was black and was visible from the soaking white material.

She took a menacing step closer and I knew I was trapped.

"Did you enjoy it?"

I did. I enjoyed it so, so much. Was what I thought. But it never came out.

"What would you do... if I said..."

I hated it? Or perhaps I am disgusted? Or maybe even I will leave the gang?

My finger twitched at those thoughts. I wouldn't want her to hate it. I wouldn't want her to be disgusted. I definitely do not want her to leave me- and the gang.

"I liked it as much as you...?"

I looked at her as if she was the best thing I've ever tasted. And it's true, she is.

"I'd... say I didn't hate it."

She grinned. She went up to her toes and gave me a teasing kiss.

My arms snapped around her and pushed her head closer. She is so warm against me. She smells like lavander and chocolate. It's smells marvelous. And she tastes just as good.

No! You are not supposed to be doing this!

I pushed her back roughly and covered a hand to my mouth.

"What's wrong Rick?"

That voice... If she says my name like that one more time...

"I'm not supposed to be doing this. If you do that one more time I wouldn't be able to refrain myself..."

"What? This?" she said before kissing me fiercely like the ifrit she is.

I kissed her 20 times more fiercly than her and she groaned from the back of her throat.

I pressed her against the wall and held her tight. I ran my hand across her cheek. Her soft tanned skin. The other explored her sides, running through every perfect curve.

I lost count of how long passed as I continued to move my lips against her torridly as one could make it.

Pulling away for air, I gazed at her face panting.

Her cheeks were red and her lips swollen. Her eyes glazed over and was staring at me hungrily like I'm a last meal.

Stop! You can't do it here! Someone might come in!

Let them come. They'll see that she's mine and she's off limits.

But you don't want them to interupt now, do you?

I held her hand and walked through the doors. Taking silent steps around the empty hallways, we reached her room.

We stepped in and close the door shut.

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Opening my eyes, I noticed Lillian's petite figure in my arms. Her face was buried in my chest as her hair tickled my neck and face. And I took note of how beautiful and adorable she looks asleep. I pressed a kiss on top of her head.

The sheets were wet from her soaking dress that she kept on last night. But I didn't care. All I wanted was to stay here with her in my arms.

Thinking about when I found out about her real identity, I was quite surprised of her beauty. I've always thought she looked a bit more feminine than the picture of Victor in our database. But her brown hair and eyes accented her figure well and she had all the curves of a lady no matter how much she pretends to be unladylike. Yes, she is unladylike. She has no manners, and she does not respect men like normal British women. But it's what makes her, Lilly. And that's what I would never change in her for the world.

After kissing her last night, and she passed out from drinking too much. I left and felt happy all of a sudden. I tensed when I saw her at breakfast, and I know she did too.

I watched her shoot the targets effortlessly and in precision. I was astonished to her abilities and how much she is entirely different.

Then it clicked...

I've fallen for her already...