Struck (A Skyarmy Fanfic) (Stopped)

Chapter 7

   Flare's POV

   I was tired, so I went to bed early. There was just too much excitement for one day. I wondered around the house for a bit, checking the rooms and stuff, then went down to me and Martin's room.

   I sat on the edge of the bed and pulled my shoes off. I threw of my white undershirt and tossed it aside. I had grabbed clothes during the raid and brought them with me. I pulled a black shirt over my head and laid down in the bed. Martin walked in a little later.

   "Hey," he said, seeing me still awake.

   "Hey, how's life?" I answered. He shrugged.

   "I'm worried about Simon," he admitted.

   "So am I, but even of he does lose memory, then it will just be temporary," I said. He sighed and pulled of the shirt of his suit, leaving his yellow and orange tie on. He took off his glasses and set them on the dresser. I caught myself staring and blushed wildly. I looked away quickly just as Martin looked back at me. He smirked and laid down next to me.

   "We're alone," Martin whispered, causing me to blush more. I turned on my side and looked him in the eyes.

   "I know, no crazy stuff," I said, giving him a playful look. He grinned.

   "Fine, but we can still have fun right?" he asked. I sighed.

   "Um.. I don't know, I'm kind of tired" I said.

   "Trust me, you'll like it," he said, pulling me into a kiss. He pulled me closer to him and I held the kiss. I covered us with one of my wings and curled my tail around his ankle. He rolled over on top of me pressing closer. I didn't care. He bit my lower lip playfully, making a small moan escape my mouth.

   "M.. Martin," I moan, trying to shove him off. He just muffles my voice with another kiss. He ran his finger down my jawline, causing me to blush more than I ever have before. He moved his hand slowly up my shirt. My entire body tingled with pleasure as he ran his fingers down my side.

   He pulls away and grins.

   "I told you you'd like it," he panted. I flick him in the forehead and pull him close to me. I cuddle against his bare chest and fall asleep.

   Time Skip Because I'm Lazy I Get It

   I woke up to see Martin fast asleep next to me. His arms were wrapped around me, keeping me as close as possible to him. A slight grin was set on his face. Memories of last night flashed through my mind. I have to admit, I had a good time. He caught me off guard, but I enjoyed the time with him alone.

   Martin's eyes opened and he looked at me and smiled.

   "Hey," he said softly, running his hand down the middle of my back.

   "Good morning Martin," I said, "Sleep well?"

   "Great, you?" he said drowsily.

   "Better," I said, "Let's go check on Simon."

   Martin nodded and let me go. I stood up and picked up my normal shirt. I took the other shirt off and caught Martin staring at me with a goofy grin on his face.

   "Stop staring!" I giggled and threw my other shirt at him. The shirt hit him in the face and he laughed. He turned around, shipping on his own shirt. I threw on the white undershirt and waited for Martin. He adjusted his tie and walked over to me. We walked down into the living room together and saw Simon lying on the couch.

   I checked his wounds, and they had almost fully healed. I smiled.

   "He'll be fine," I said. I kind of wanted my jacket back.