After telling him my name I felt confident enough to tell him my life story. As I finished, Daisy finally came home for the first time since she left. He backed away cautiously, staring at me, I could see he wondered why I didn't move. "Daisy your home," as she walks right up to me and nuzzles me, if it was possible he looked jealous of her.
"What's wrong?" I ask. He just shakes his head and inches closer to us. Still visibly scared of Daisy, she just looks at him. Daisy then got off my lap and walks right up to him and nuzzles him to, which shocks me and also tells me she trusts him, with her trust in him, I knew I could trust him with all my being.
Daisy then goes into our house and doesn't come back out. She does this every year, and a couple days later has her own family for a couple months.
I look at him and say, "Daisy has been my friend for years, when I had no one, she helped me survive, teaching me how to find food and shelter and protected me from rogues." He smiles and lovingly looks towards the house where Daisy is.
He gets up and walks over to me and offers me his hand, I hesatate for a second before taking his hand. I instantly feel the sparks and collapse from them. He panics and kneels down next to me but let's go of my hand. "I'm fine, I promise," I tell him. He instantly relaxes as I stand up. I walk to the lake. He follows me and I Wade in, enjoying the feel of the water on my skin, I look at him and he's standing at the shore, hesitant. I motion for him to come in and he does.
He Wade's up next to me and I lay my head on his shoulder, the sparks are shocking and my legs want to give out again so I grab his arm to hold myself up. The whole time his eyes are closed and he's lowly humming in satisfaction of my touch. I let go of him and he wimpers,as I look at him.
I just look at him in wonder and I know I trust him with all my heart. I then reach up and kiss him on the lips. He doesn't react at first, which hurts, but then he does and it's wonderful and powerful, his kiss does things to my body that I don't understand, but he responds to my body, knowing what it wants, before I know it he's back on shore. He's panting and when he looks at me his eyes are black and it scares me. I back away slowly. His eyes start to lighten and worry replaces them.
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Born a Rogue
FanfictionLexi Grey was born a rogue. As a young child her mother was killed protecting her, she was only 4 years old. She grew up in the wild by herself, hiding from rogues and everything that was a danger to her, she hunted her own food using traps she made...
