The Jem

~31~

Colour seeped through her cheeks as she smiled then began tracing her fingers on his chest in an infinite circle. "I have a few questions I'd like to ask you." She muttered cheekily.

"Let's hear it." He groaned but stared at her with concentration as if these questions were life or death.

"Number one: how comes when we kiss you don't disintegrate me into dust?" Her finger was still twirling around on his carved, strong chest. He tensed, "I think the power is only in my finger tips thats why I wear the gloves."

"Question two: what were to happen if you were to touch a part of your own skin with your bare hand?"

"I'm not sure." Hunter shrugged.

"Let's not try and find out." She smiled hesitantly. He laughed then before she could say 'question three' he rolled her onto her back and was now on top of her. Both his arms trapping her between his elbows almost like the words he was about to utter were a trap too.

Crimson's face was shocked but she grinned.
"Now I have a question for you." He came very close to her face. Hunger teetered in his aqua blue eyes.

"Do you...love me?" All the amusement was wiped off both their faces, his was now serious and hers contemplative.

"I don't know what love is." She finally spoke, disappointment filled every ounce of his body. "But"- she continued- "all I know is that when your around me, the cocoons in my stomach burst into beautiful butterflies that begin to rapidly flutter around everywhere." Hunter's expression calmed, that was all he needed to hear as he beamed with happiness.

Suddenly she rolled him on to his back, "Question three: do you love me?" He met her unyielding gaze. He then leaned his mouth over to her ear, "I not only love you, My Tree Princess but I think I'm falling in love with you."

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Her heart wouldn't stop racing as she kept replaying his confession and that word-My-sent pleasuring shivers all around her body.

Hunter's mouth came in contact with hers powerfully but gently.

Her heart beat increased.

Then his arms laced around her waist, tugging her closer to him.

Her heart beat increased. Again.

But this...this was so selfish of her , Deeja and Jermine were in a prison-or maybe even a confined cage- and here she was kissing her beautiful soul sucker.

After they had both tired out and were breathing raggedly. She lay her head on his chest, his heart beating just as fast as hers that it drummed consistently in her ears.
Crimson was still fully on top of him as she fell asleep.

Hunter tried to lift her and move her to his side, but she dug her nails into his collarbone. So he laid back and put his arms protectively around her. She could feel him smiling in her hair.

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The guards pushed them both in, the rust covered prison door groaned as they slammed it shut and rushed to lock it. Their footsteps echoed on the concrete floor.

Jermine sat cross legged in the back right corner of the cell. They had removed Deeja's mouth cage but had kept his blue, crystal collar that only the Gods knew how it was obtaining him from shifting.

The feline crawled over to him and rested her head on his lap, the shiny, silver dress she wore almost seemed to lose it's sparkle. Her honey, fur covered ears drooped sadly. He didn't know why but he started unclipping her sliver hair accessories until her hair was free and sprawled over him. He then began stroking her hair and ears. The feeling of her fur made his fingers tingle.

He could have sworn she purred. "Did you just-

Jermine didn't even finish his sentence as she giggled, "Maybe I did...maybe I didn't." He went back to stoking her hair but they were both silent again.

"I'm sorry I-we got you into this mess." She apologized. He sat her up, hands gripping her shoulders. "Hey, hey. I chose to be here, don't blame this on yourself. And I know for a fact Crimson and the others will come to find and rescue us." His assurance seemed enough as she placed her head back onto his crossed legs.

Silence again. Then, "Why are you being nice?" She asked her voice sounding less ferocious then usual but still wary.

"Because you are like the only friend I've ever had, kitty cat.Yes I've schemed and lied and shifted to whom or what ever I desired but I've never had a real friend or in your case... someone who likes to tease and piss me off as much as I do them. And all my past lovers hadn't been my friends, they had been my distractions from the world that crumbled around me." He laughed then twirled a lock of her red hair around his finger. This time her purr reverberated through his entire body.