Beyond Good and Evil

Chapter 4: Aftermath

"So, Ms Stellar," Robert breathed, sprawling out beside her, "we have the whole day to ourselves. What do you want to do?"

Alicia smiled. In her mind, many times, she visualised herself cuddling up to Robert, sprawled out across the cool, soft grass atop of a hill, gazing up at the millions of tiny stars burning in the blue-black sky. Just them, no one else to disturb their peace and quiet.

"Do I have a say in the matter?"

He snorted, rolling his eyes. In that moment, he looked like a carefree adult. "Of course you do."

She rolled, laying her chest against his. Her body was still cooling down from its encounter. Sweat pasted her hair to her forehead, and she was still attempting to regulate her breathing pattern.

She trailed her fingers over Robert's smooth neck, planting a soft kiss on his lips. He had shaved his upper lip, leaving facial hair lining his chin and jaw. "I'm famished. I haven't eaten today."

Robert slid his fingers into her waves, tugging gently. His eyes glistened with an unfathomable emotion. Something warned Alicia that he wasn't willing to tell her.

"I can cook something, I suppose," he smiled, rising from the bed slowly. "After all, I need to keep my sub fed if she is to have the energy to keep up with me."

He was naked. Alicia raised an eyebrow, unaware of seeing him remove his clothing. Then again, her mind had been consumed by thoughts of him whipping her, and slicing her arm open. She shuddered. How could she possibly get pleasure out of painful experiences?

Her eyes studied him from head to toe. He was well-built, but not exactly fat. His legs were covered with hair, his small behind flat. His beefy, hairy arms were stripped of their wrist bands and fingerless gloves, his pants and t-shirt flung carelessly across the stone floor. Robert retrieved them as he padded across the dungeon, walking upstairs and out of sight.

Alicia pulled on her PJs, frowning at Robert for not letting her change first. She would have been more comfortable dressed in normal attire, rather than in her nightwear all day. She padded up the cold stone staircase after him, pausing in the doorway.

Tomi, Andreas, Niklas and Jonas were all seated at the circular glass table, laughing loudly about something.

Tomi was the first to notice her presence, offering a small wave and a generous smile. He wore a black t-shirt and green knee-length baggy shorts, his chestnut hair falling in flawless waves over his back and shoulders. Unlike Robert, he had no facial hair whatsoever, making him look young. He too was well-built.

Alicia smiled warmly, her cheeks flaming red. All eyes were on her now. Andreas ran a hand through his black hair, breathing a tense sigh through his teeth.

Jonas glanced up at her, wearing a black sleeveless top and black baggy pants. He waved briefly, before sliding his hand over his bald head and leaning back in the chair.

Niklas, similar-looking to Jonas, had cropped brown hair and a thin layer of facial hair. He wore a black button-up shirt and a pair of jeans, seemingly more relaxed than the rest of the band members.

"I hope you like pancakes," Robert called, alerting Alicia to his presence by the counters. He held a frying pan in his hand, and with the other, retrieved a sieve from a top cupboard.

"I do," Alicia felt her heart flutter with pure bliss. She hadn't eaten pancakes since she had been thirteen. "What type?"

"Banana," he replied casually, dropping a white mixing bowl on the granite countertop. "I know you like bananas, Alicia."