I woke up, till tied up to the bed. I angrily pulled on the ropes, wiggling a little. "Stop it, Cat," Mirage sighed, walking up to me. "Piss off!" I snapped, turning and rolling a little. My wrists were red and bleeding a little bit. I started to pull with more violence and Mirage pushed me down, making sure I couldn't move anymore. "I said stop," he growled.
"I can't give you a bath right now because of the stitches but you're smelling a little so I have to do it with a warm wet towel," he said, getting up. "I will not let you do that!" I hissed. He ignored me and left me alone again. I hated his honesty, I hated being here with him. He returned and placed warm water in a bucket beside me. "Don't you dare to touch me!" I sneered, pulling harder on the ropes. "Can you please just stop! I am trying to help you," he said. "I don't need your help!" I hissed.
He shook his head and started washing, starting with my neck. "Stop!" I snapped, moving and wiggling. I now noticed the blood on my leg and my ankle wrapped in bandages. "What did you do to my leg!" I hissed. "Your ankle was swollen badly, Ratchet made two cuts to let the moist out," he explained before he wetted the towel again and rubbed it over my chest. "I hate you for tying me up and doing this!" I sneered. He sighed but ignored my complains and just get doing what he was doing. I pulled on the ropes again, with all the remaining strength I had left in me. My left hand shot free and I quickly moved pushing him away.
I freed my other hand and shot him a glare, ignoring the stinging pain in my wrists. "give me the back or I'll get the myself," I dangerously sneered. "You'll get them if you got your bath," he said. I huffed and tried to get up but he didn't let me. He pushed me on the floor as I tried to push him way. I groaned and looked up to him. Mirage crossed his arms, giving me a glare. "I have never met such stubborn femme!" he snapped.
He forced me to sit down and continued washing me. I gave up, whatever. If he wants to do this so badly then fine. He moved over my back, and I focused on his touch. Perhaps in different circumstances I would have acted differently and maybe... tried to get more from him then just 'washing'. I grunted, why am I even thinking about it?
"What?"
I caught his eyes and spotted the amusement. "Nothing..."
"Something tells me that you're craving for something and love my attention," he said, kneeling down in front of me. I could feel his hand move over my thigh. My breathing hit her. His feather feeling touched caused me to shiver in delight.
I couldn't help but spread my legs just a little bit. He moved his hand higher towards my pelvic, but not touching me there. I blinked in confusion and irritation when he pulled his hand away. He had a weak smirk across his face while wetting the towel again and rub it over my leg, pretending like nothing had happened.
I don't know why, but a mixture of feelings washed over me and caused the tears to jump in my eyes. I looked away, trying to hold my tears back. I am not going to break, I am not going to break. I kept repeating it in my head, but it was too much for me. Just the way how sweet and loving Mirage is towards me nearly caused me to cry. No one had ever been so sweet and gentle with me as he is. I still don't know why... but I don't ever want to loose him.
I pushed his hands away and fled into his arms and chest, crying. I could feel him wrap his arms around me, rubbing my back and kiss my neck and head. I tightly wrapped my arms around him, sobbing in his warm form chest. He was comforting me and rubbing me. "No one cared about me like you do..."
I heard him sigh and nuzzled in my neck. He pulled me up and settled on the small sofa, pulling me on his lap and wrapped his arms around me as I leaned in his chest, face buried in his neck. I don't want him to let go of me, I want him to keep holding me forever.
I sighed and after a while I managed to calm down. Dino was still stroking my flank and holding me tightly to his chest. "I hate Mearing..." I whispered. He brushed some tears off my face. "I know... me too, sweetspark," he said, kissing my head.
I looked up, meeting his blue eyes. "My brother abused me... badly. Whenever I did something wrong, or didn't know the answer. Many don't know that he was a drug addicted asshole. He would react his anger on me... one day... he was hovering over me at night with a knife and tried to kill me. I got injured and told Ratchet I had been hanging around on the streets. I lost my family, my mom is still alive but she doesn't want to talk to me and my dad has died a long time ago. I am just tired of nightmares and memories. Okay fine... work is my way to forget..."
Dino brushed some tears off my face. "I got betrayed by close people. One of many reasons I didn't accept you and didn't let you in... you showed me the other side of life... and you make me feel things I have never felt before..."
He smiled weakly and rested his forehead against mine. His hot breath fanned down my face. I just wanted to kiss him, I need to know how it feels. His lips are perfect. I never kissed anyone before and it made anxious a bit. I connected my lips with his and I felt him freeze. My hand moved to his neck which I hold loosely. Damn it was nice to kiss him.
I had to break the kiss when his phone went off. Awkwardly I moved away. Perhaps I made a mistake...
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