Angulus Humanaes (BxB)

My Feelings, Too

I woke up to warmth surrounding me, and the feeling of soft kisses being pressed to the back of my neck. My first thought was that it was Tiffany, but my mind helpfully provided an image of her and Rick fucking in the janitor’s closet. A growl slipped out my throat as I tensed. The kissing stopped, but the lips stayed pressed against my skin. They moved.

“Brandon?”

A deep, rumbling, completely familiar voice. Rhao. I opened my eyes and blinked. I was on my bed, with Rhao’s arms and wings wrapped around me. Memories of yesterday pushed to the front of my mind and I flushed, ripping myself from Rhao’s arms and standing in front of the bed.

Rhao sighed and sat up, lazily brushing his hair back as pulled one knee to his chest. He wasn’t wearing a shirt anymore—he must’ve taken it off when I was asleep—and my eyes followed the movements of his muscles without my permission. I blinked and forced myself looked away, biting my lip as heat immediately pooled in my lower belly.

“Brandon…” He sighed when I didn’t turn. “Look at me Brandon.”

I bit my lip harder as I glanced at him, then away. He growled and suddenly was in front of me, eyes narrowed as he looked down at me. My body unconsciously arched closer to him, craving the touch of his bare, warm skin on mine. I swallowed and forcibly pulled myself away. He sighed again.

“Brandon…I know you’re probably really confused right now—.”

“Confused?” I scoffed. “I’m not confused about anything. I understand what I’m feeling perfectly.”

He was silent for a moment. Then—“Do you…regret last night?” 

Finally, I looked up and met his gaze. His eyes were hesitant, face drawn in. My heart thumped against my chest painfully and I swallowed hard.

“Rhao…” I looked away. “Honestly, I feel a lot of things about last night. Confusion or regret isn’t any of them. It was…I really…it felt really good. But it was like…my body had a mind of its own….”

“Yeah?” He let out a deep sigh of relief at my nod. “Good. I…I was scared that I would lose you because of what we did last night.”

My brow furrowed. “Why?”

He was hesitant again, licking his lips as he looked away from me. “Yeah…about that, Brandon…”

Is he…going to tell me? Finally? My eyes widened and my breath hitched, preventing me from saying anything.

“Brandon…” He pushed out through gritted teeth, still not looking at me. “I just want you to know that I am completely serious about what I’m going to tell you right now.”

I nodded, still unable to speak. Even though he wasn’t looking at me, I knew that he knew that I nodded, because his shoulders relaxed almost immediately. He took a deep breath, finally looking at me. His eyes were open, vulnerable. This was the same look he had last time he was in my room. I still don’t know what set him off before, but I knew exactly why this time. He was afraid of me rejecting him. I heard that AH’s couldn’t live without their mates. What if…it’s true?

Rhao might’ve been an obnoxious, cocky bastard who didn’t understand that no means no, but I didn’t want him to die. My heart stopped and twisted painfully just at the thought of him, dead.

A strange feeling built up in my gut and I felt inclined to follow it. Before I realized what was happening, I was flying into Rhao, wrapping my arms around his waist and burying my face in his chest. His arms and wings wrapped around me automatically, even as the rest of his body tensed in surprise. I shuddered at the feel of his skin on mine, his body heat surrounding me, his scent comforting me.