Challenging a Cold Heart

Chapter 30: Nostalgia

Luc's POV

I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror trying to understand what had happened. Snapping in anger and spanking someone who doesn't look like they could fight me on the same level was something that I would do given the circumstances. But licking the tears and kissing eyes? I've never done that before. For a few seconds I actually froze in surprise and wanted to quickly escape from Vincent's eyes. I frowned at my own reflection in thought. I don't impulsively kiss people since I've always found kissing to be a repulsive act. But it's also true that I really hated seeing Vincent crying and looking distressed. Somehow, from a real punishment, that changed into one of my BDSM plays without me even realizing it.

But then this was still different from my BDSM punishments. If I punish a sub, I usually remind them not to do what pissed me off again and take care of them when they apologize for their actions. Personally, I've never liked seeing tears on women's faces but this was Vincent..a guy. Well, maybe that's even beside the point. I just don't kiss anyone after punishing them..period. I don't like kissing and I wouldn't do it unless I am in a good enough mood to ignore all the ew factors running through my mind at the mere thought of kissing. I rubbed my lips and quickly rinsed the mild salt taste of tears from my mouth. Trying to clear that memory from my head, I ended up brushing my teeth as well.

Argh! What the hell was I doing? I thought as I straightened up after rinsing my mouth. I caught my reflection in the mirror and noticed the bloody bite mark on my neck. I touched it and sighed. He got me twice this evening. When had I been so slow to not recognize when someone tries to bite me? I instinctively move when someone gets into my comfort zone without permission. That triggers a chain reaction that usually ends up with the person moving into my comfort zone looking like a bloody pulp. I haven't really been successful in curbing that urge even in the presence of what my grandfather calls gentle folk. Then how did Vincent manage to bite me not just once but twice?

He's probably getting under my skin. Already I feel an itch to go back to him. It worried me. I had to calm down. I shouldn't allow myself to feel any sort of possessiveness over Vincent. Vincent has to leave and be in a safe place. It's for his own safety. He doesn't belong in my world but had stumbled into it anyway because of my stupid grandfather. I would have to protect him from his enemies and quite honestly, the way I see it, I am probably his worst enemy. If I decide to keep him by my side, he'll become the target of all my enemies and god knows that's almost like half the world. Keeping that aside, if I get possessive over him, I wouldn't let go of him. I would be the worst asshole with him if he pisses me off and god knows he has a penchant for pissing me off. But somehow, his way of pissing me off..excites me differently from anger. I don't feel mad at him even when he had bitten off chunks off my skin. Instead, I was smirking. Heh! I guess I like it when he gets jealous or even rises up to my teasing. It's always great to have the chase before sinking the fangs into the prey. Vincent gives me that rush. Submissives don't usually do that with their dominants. They don't defy and they certainly don't disagree with their masters. But wait..Vincent doesn't even realize I am his dominant. I tensed at that thought and forced myself to relax quickly.

"I am not his dominant." I told myself but I could see I didn't actually like that statement. I walked away from the mirror. Looking at myself was disturbing because I can actually see what I try hard to hide in my eyes when I look in the mirror. I decided to take a shower again. My feet really wanted to take me out of the bathroom and tend to Vincent but I told myself Vincent should realize what he did was wrong. It isn't right for a dominant to feel so eager to go back and appease a submissive who was punished. After taking a shower, I decided to do some yoga to calm my mind. God knows it was all over the place. I decided to leave the bathroom from the secret panel that led to my study after tending to my wounds.