We Are Dust And Shadows (Jonathan MorgensternXReader)

Angel 101

Your POV
'Just breath, now extended them, yes that's right, now move them in. Good', Jonathan breathed, as your wings disappeared into your back. It was like they were never there, except for a small scar.
'It really hurts', you whined, sitting down on the ground.
'What are you doing? Come on. Again'
'No!', you protested.
'Y/n', he warned.
'Jonathan', you warned right back.
He sighed and pressed his palms to his face, something you had seen Jace do.
'I'm sorry, I didn't mean to push-'
'No its okay. I was the one that asked for your help', you said, standing up again.
'Alright shall we move on from the retracting exercises?', Jonathan asked, and you nodded.
He really was helping, you just felt like being a rude and moody adult.
'Hey can we do something special tomorrow?', you asked.
Jonathan frowned.
'Why?'
'Cause tomorrow is my birthday, I'm turning 20', you said shrugging.
'You're the baby of the group', Jonathan said, smiling.
'Ugh. Don't I know it', you rolled your eyes.
'Of course we can do something special. What do you want to do?', Jonathan asked, flipping a knife in his hand.
The training room of the apartment was down the hall from the kitchen.
It looked like a regular training room, all the weaponry on display, fall mats in place.
'I don't know. Half of the things I want to do, I can't. Because of the wings', you said sadly.
It was hard coming to terms with the fact that you had wings sprout out of your back. Even though you had found a way to make them disappear into your back; you still felt strange and sore.
Sometimes you would have nightmares, about people sawing them off.
But Jonathan would be right by your side.
'That's not true. You just have to allow yourself time to adjust', Jonathan said, wrapping his arms around your waist.
You nestled your head into his neck, kissing his jawline, then his cheek, then right next to his lips.
He groaned.

Jonathan's POV
I want to pin her to the bed and pleasure her until she can hardly breath.
But I don't want to hurt her.
Her lips feel like fire, burning across my face.
Then she kissed me right next to my lips and I accidentally groaned.
She looked up at me, her expression was slightly surprised.
As if she didn't think she could have that kind of power over me.
If only she knew.

Sort of Your POV
His grip tightened on you, you felt his already muscly arms flex even more.
His hard abs were pressed up against your training gear.
He was wearing a T-shirt and some loose pants, and you were also wearing a loose T-shirt and some pants.
'Its funny really', he said hoarsely. His breath hot on your neck.
'You act like you're an independent spirit. But a part of you craves subjugation. To be ruled over', a shiver went down your spine.
'Isn't that right?', you wanted to protest but, he was heating you up, you felt your cheeks flush.
'What are doing Jonathan?', you finally managed to get out.
'Exactly what you want me to', he whispered in your ear.
You tried to push him back but he was far stronger than you, and you were weak from recent events.
You thought about trying to fight your way out, which you could do.
But you realized he was right.
This made you even angrier at him.
'You belong to me. Admit it', he whispered in your ear again.
You pulled furiously to no fruition.
'Jonathan. What's going on?', you asked, trying to push down the burning feeling in the pit of your stomach.
'I've been kind to you. I've held myself back. But now its time to claim you as mine.
And you will like it', he said, a deadly grin in his face.
'I'm not yours. I'm not anyone's!' you protested.
But Jonathan just laughed.
'A valiant attempt to deny me. But in the end, you want it.
My sister already wanted someone else, which is why it was easy for her to turn me down. But you... You want me, and I want you', he said still grinning.
You were so close to him.
You could feel everything, every part of him.
Every part.
But he was right.
You did want him, you wanted him badly.
And by the feel of things, he wanted you too.
'Come on. All you have to do is let go. It would be so easy', he voice sounded mesmerising.
He was right though, it would be easy for you to just let go.
To not think about anyone else but Jonathan, to let it all go.
'I promise I'll make it worth your while. Once you start; you won't want to stop', he said, and you had to bite down on your lip, hard so that pain would clear your head.
'I will do it. With or without your permission', he said, causing you to bite your lip again.
'What about my wings?', you asked, trying to throw him off course.
'They're tucked away remember?', he said, kissing you on the neck.
Yes, actually, you did remember.
Unfortunately, you were starting to forget what words were as Jonathan worked his way across your breastbone.
'You... Don't have.... My permission.... Bitch', you said breathlessly.
He just chuckled and picked you up, wrapping your legs around his waist, and holding them there.
Then he carried you to the bedroom, still protesting profusely.
'Jonathan. Stop it!', you tried to yell as he pinned you to the bed.
'Silence. Just say it, say you belong to me', he was sitting on top of you now, his legs either side of your waist.
'No you son of a- aaaah', you abruptly moaned, earning a flash if white teeth from Jonathan.
'See y/n? You want it just as much as I do. Only I am happy to admit it, you feel the need to fight it. But that will just make it more satisfying when you hand yourself over to me', he said breathlessly.
'Oh I see, you've done this "falling in love" thing before have you?', you held back a moan as he pulled off your shirt.
'No. I've never felt like this before. In this you must believe me', he said, looking you dead in the eye.
You could have fought your way out. If you wanted to.
Or...... What would happen if you stayed?

(A/n What choice will you make? Please comment your answer and I will write the next chapter with the majority in mind)