This chapter has (kind of) sexual content. You've been warned.
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Oscar:
I hold her close to me, feeling her breathing even out from her sobs. "I guess I should had stayed with you, hu?" I say softly. I feel her smile, as she tightens her hold on me. "Do you want to talk about it?", I ask her. She shakes her head. "I think you should forget about it", I suggest picking her up and placing her on my lap facing towards me.
"What are you doing?", she asks looking at the position we're in.
"You didn't complain earlier", I say with a smirk. Her cute face turns red and she hides it in my chest. "Don't hide, I want to see your face", I say, she slowly looks up with a timid smile. I really like this side of her but she only shows it when we're alone. "What was it about? My siblings?", I ask referring to her dream. She shakes her head. "The village?", I get another no. "So, the room? Harry?", this time I don't get an answer. "It's ok now, they can't get to you, they can't hurt you anymore", I say hugging her tightly, hoping this time she does believe my words.
"I want to forget about everything that happened in there", she says in a low voice resting her head on my shoulder. "I want to be normal, to have a normal live", she continues on a sad tone as my hands travel up and down her back.
"You are normal, you just have to forget about it. I know it's not that easy, but I'm willing to help you in whatever you need", I say into her ear.
"How can I even pretend to be normal when I turn into a monster every other night!? And when I have the body of a fourteen year old?", she exclaims suddenly pushing away from me.
"Hey, you do not have a fourteen years old body," I say trying to pull her back into a hug. "You have the height of a short one, actually," I say getting a glare from her. "But the rest of you is mature enough to be our age, trust me", I say examining her body and when I get to her eyes she rolls them.
"You mean it? That you're willing to help me forget?", she says changing the subject.
"Yes, if you know how to, I'll do whatever it takes", I say meaning it.
"Ok", she nods. Next thing I know she's kissing me hungrily, and I'm keeping up with the fast rhythm as best as I can.
Her hands go instantly to my hair and she starts playing carefully with my ears. My hand is quick to find her tail as the other wanders through her torso, memorising every curve.
She pulls away and looks down. "I'm sorry, I thought it would work this time", she says letting go of my hair.
"What?", I ask confuse.
"I thought I would forget. I'm sorry", she says. She tries to get off me but I hold her hips in place.
"You don't have to apologize every time we kiss, you know I enjoy it too, besides, I said I was willing to help you, didn't I?", I tell her. Her eyes refusing to meet mine. "Look at me", I say cupping her face towards my direction. "You can't forget of something you're thinking about, you need time and patience"
"I just thought that... I always feel safe when I'm with you, and when you touch me it's like nothing else matters, it's stupid", she blurs out. I feel my chest tightening at her words.
"Do you...? Maybe, I don't know, try a second round?", I ask nervously. She looks at me surprised before a small smile appears on her lips.
"Yeah, we've got nothing to lose", she says leaning in.
I meet her lips, unsure of where this is going to go, but with a clear idea of where I would like to. I follow her pace but I can't help going a bit rough at her. She hisses when I pull on her tail from where my hand hadn't moved, her hands push mine away when I give a second tug.
I press her body to mine, my hands traveling through her fur trying not to get them back to her tail. She roughly pushes me against the headboard disconnecting our lips, her claws buried in my chest just enough to tell me not to move. She looks at me with killer eyes, with hunger, but something in her gaze proves she's not hungry for food.
Her tongue glides over her lips, turning them shiny in the midday light crossing the dark curtains. She leans in at an agonizing slow pace, she knows what she's doing, and she knows what this is doing to me.
I feel wet lips leave the ghost of a kiss on my jaw, she repeats this, drawing a slow path to my neck. Once her mouth arrives to its destination her claws are no longer threatening to rip my rib cage out and instead her hands run freely over my torso. As soon as she does that my hands return to her body, this time exploring the lower part of her torso and her legs, testing how far she'll let me roam.
Sharp canines scratch my neck in a dangerous manner, her bites millimeters away from my jugular, she knows how to kill, but I trust her with my life, blindly.
My hand inevitably gets back to her tail as the other inches closer to her groin. She bites my neck, marking me with open flesh. The sudden pain makes me pull on her tail, which in turn she growls at, curling her legs around my waist and pressing her groin against mine. And I lose control.
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