Blood Blossoms

11

Iris roamed the halls curiously as she looked for nothing in particular. It was the middle of the night and for some odd and unknown reason, she couldn't sleep. She knew the girls were sleeping, Jareth was locked away with something he wouldn't disclose to her, Emilio was in his studio, and Johnathan was somewhere around, however, she didn't know he was stalking behind her in the shadows like a predator.

He watched as her wide hips swayed in her short pajama bottoms, her midriff peeking from her black long sleeve as she lifted her arms to gently touch and admire one of the many paintings and artifacts. He found it adorable how she would war with herself whether or not to touch anything, but grinned like a child at an amusement park for the first time when she seen something she clearly hadn't seen in the castle before.

He felt a distant familiar feeling in the pit of his stomach as he watched her. Plotting on when he should approach her for another drink. He was determined on tasting her once more that night. Her thighs giggled as she walked and stood on her toes as she stared at a painting. He knew which one she was gawking at. It was one of Emilio's many creations.

It was a large sunset over the ocean.

He stared entranced as her fingers lightly traced along the dried paint strokes. His groin twitched as he felt his dick get hard from the view that the back of her figure was displaying. He paid close attention to the pajama shorts she sported. The fluffy fabric disappearing between her cheeks as her ass played peekaboo with him.

He silently crept closer, deciding that right then was the right moment to approach, and make his presence known.

Quickly he moved from his position behind a pillar to right behind her. He stared at the back of her head for a brief second before he audibly cleared his throat.

Iris' foot kicked back and he caught her foot just in time before it collided with his very hard and very sensitive member.

"Holy shi—" She started with a hand in her chest.

"—Finish that word and I will make sure what I am about to do to you will be so agonizingly painful that you as well as all of your descendants will walk peculiarly." He sneered as his grip on her ankle tightened.

He could sense the fear instantaneously. His eyebrows twitched with amusement as another scent invaded his nostrils, it was light like a mist of morning dew slowly growing into the aroma of a thunderstorm over the sea. He stared into her eyes, something behind them dancing tauntingly. Her breathing increased in speed a little abnormally as he listened to her heart race just a bit more than usual.

She was aroused.

He smirked as his tongue licked his bottom lip. His eyes narrowed at her; intrigued with the fact that for the first time since she'd joined their humble abode, his venomous threats had turned on the little minx.

"Did that bit turn you on?" He asked with a curious grin.

Her face fell guiltily as she bit her lip in nervousness her eyes averted to the floor. She remained quiet.

"I do believe that turned you on." He teased as he released her from his grasp. She backed away a little as her foot collided with the wall behind her.

"I see." He hummed as he eyed her. "I would love to ravish you up and down this corridor, but I do believe I gave my sons the permission to consummate our conjunction on their own. It will be the first time since we developed our little growing garden."

Not knowing he had opened the door for Iris' line of questions, he laughed to himself as her metaphorical antennas shot up, all scent of arousal dissipated.