--Emmett's Point Of View--
"Nick is exempt from the choosing? Lucky bastard" I grumbled slumping into one of the kitchen stools.
"On mental health terms from an incident apparently" Cressida shrugged sipping at the apple juice in his hand, I could feel my chest constricting around my heart remembering that incident that traumatised me as a witness as well.
"You'll be fine, hopefully you won't get picked because of your relationship to me" Lucien smiled a little forcefully looking down at his watch again "I should give you your present though" His smile softened slightly pulling me into the other room.
"You said this one was weird, how weird?" I narrowed my eyes at him flopping down onto the couch watching him moving out of the room and returned with an obnoxiously long case.
"It'll benefit you believe me" He chuckled setting the case onto the coffee table and opened it up.
"Holy shit. This is beautiful" I gawked taking in the beautifully sculpted silver bow settled in the velvetty interior in all its glory, this make and brand is worth my entire lifetime of wages. There was even a belt quiver with silver pointed arrows stuck inside.
"It's yours, I don't think you own one after you stopped so I got you this one and it has a special secret upgrade" He smirked pushing the steel string forward and it slipped into a groove and disappeared from sight and the silver twisted and reformed into a katana.
"Shit Lucien, how the fuck did you buy this?" I stared in awe of just how perfectly made it was, Lucien just smiled pressing a notch on the sword and it reshaped back to its original form.
"I made it actually, I got one good thing out of being His son. The quiver is enchanted to refill itself after you use them all" He pursed his lips resting his hand on my knee.
"Thank you, this means a lot. You spoil me way too much" I smiled sheepishly firmly kissing him on the lips.
"I do because I love you of course" He smiled slipping his arm around my back pulling me closer to his chest finding myself straddling his waist deepening the kiss further sucking and biting at my lips teasing the inside my mouth with his satantic tongue dipping his hand up the back of my shirt massaging his hand up my spine breaking the kiss to bury his lips into the curve of my throat piercing the skin with his teeth.
"Hey! We gotta go! You can sex some other time, you can't go to the ceremony with a halfer" Cressida stomped his feet impatiently clipping a broad dagger to his hip and slipping the strap of a shotgun of sorts over his shoulder.
"Sorry, I'm marking him and scenting him in case to show any son of a bitch that goes near him that he is mine." He snarled jerking me further into his arms suffocating me against his thick jacket.
"Big Brother I never you would get vicious over little ole Emmett, Jeez you are whipped" He rolled his eyes prying Lucien's arms off of me and dragging me off of him.
"I could be, I just got engaged. Unlike you spinster Cressida" He shot back sticking his tongue out at him.
"A spinster is a girl! Idiot!" He threw his hands up in exasperation throwing himself into the couch.
"You are a girl stupid, look at your hair" He teased tugging at Cressida's ponytail playfully.
"I bet if I ever cut it off you would be sad" He scoffed retying the laces on his boots.
"True, I remember one time you got teased that you cut it right up to the top of your neck" Lucien started laughing loudly as Cressida was spitting curses at him blaming him for his influence over him as a ten year old.
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Sleeping With The Enemy (BoyxBoy)
Teen FictionEmmett Syrus had a pretty good start to life, He was born as a full fértil demonoid(A childbearing demonoid) with kind parents who took care of him. It wasn't until his seventh birthday that his parents were brutally taken away from him by feral Net...
