A Fairy's Tail {Y/N X Various}

Mate?! Ch. 36

Y/n pov.

I quickly drop Asuke off with her mother and hurry back to my room via shadow. I open my door and find Sting asleep on my bed. I laugh softly and slowly walk to him. I reach out to wake him up and I hear him mumble something. I freeze as he mumbles it louder.
"Mate...."
I suck in a breath and look at him in confusion. Mate? What does that mean exactly? He tosses around and clutches my blankets close to his nose. He repeats himself over and over again, like a broken record.
"Mate....Mate....Mine.... She's mine."
I look at the way he clutches my blankets close to him and how serious his face was set and an idea clicks on in my brain. What does he mean mate? He must be having a weird dream... 
I shake my head and I poke his cheek. His eyes instantly flutter open and he stares at me with foggy eyes.
"Y/n?"
I laugh and ruffle his hair. "If you want to go home and sleep, I won't stop you."
He instantly shakes away his sleep and stumbles out of bed. "I'm not going anywhere."
I nod and hand him a towel. "Here, take a shower. I can't take you seriously with all that makeup on. I'll find clothes for you while you are in the bathroom. I'll set the on the counter before you're done."
He takes the towel from my hands and smiles at me. "Are you sure it's not about my stinky feet?"
I laugh and shove him into the bathroom. "Of course it's about your feet. They are rancid, ya know?"
I close the door and can still hear him laughing from my dresser. I open the drawer and pull out a pair of basketball shorts and a pair of joggers. These are super lose so they might fit him... I shuffle through my shirts and find one with an ice cream cone on it. It was a bright pink... I smile and fold it up and grab his pants options. I walk back to the bathroom and knock on the door.
"Hey, Sting. Can I come in?" I wait a few seconds and hear him yell over the running water.
"Yeah, I'm in the shower now."
I open the door and walk in slowly. "I'll put these on the counter."
I set them carefully on the counter in and glance at the mirror. I instantly catch a glimpse of Sting's bare backside and my eyes widen and I look away quickly. My face burns as I stumble back towards the door. 
I hear him laughing as I slam the door shut and rush back to my dresser. I grab a pair of black athletic shorts and my big golden sweatshirt. I gather my body wash and razer. I wait for Sting to finish and I see him walk out of the bathroom with my basketball shorts on and my shirt was tight and it hugged all of his muscles. My blush deepens and so does his.
"Are you taking a shower too?"
I nod and he hands me his towel. I go to leave but his hand shoots out to stop me.
"Hey, before you go, can you help me put my earring in? I can't seem to find the hole."
I take the earring from his hand and he ducks his head closer to me. My blush turns scarlet at his closeness and I hold his ear, accidentally brushing my finger along his jaw. His body shudders and his eyes slam close. I suck in a breath and carefully poke the earring through. He smile at my and jumps into my bed.
"I'll wait for you here."
I nod and close the bathroom door. I quickly get undressed and step into the shower. I wash my body and scrub my hair clean. I use my rosemary mint shampoo and conditioner and my floral body wash. I quickly reshave my legs and pits and turn the shower off. I quickly wash my face at the sink and brush my teeth. I slide on my panties and bra and put on my shorts. I pull on my sweatshirt and look at myself in the mirror. My sweatshirt was large, it went over my butt and covered my shorts.
I had a small blush left over from the hot shower and I pulled my wet hair into a braid. I toss my towel into the hamper and step out into my room. Sting was still in bed, flipping through cannels on the TV. He looks at me and grins, slyly.
"Hey Y/n... I happen to notice you have a gallon of ice cream in the freezer and I was wondering if you were willing to share? Please?" I sigh and nod, shaking my head in disappointment.
"You sound just like Asuke... You've hung out with her too much today." As I walk to the freezer and pull out my orange sherbet, I hear Sting reply to me.
"I don't mind hanging out with her. She's a great kid. You're lucky to have someone who looks up to you like that. And she's lucky to have you looking out for her."
I laugh and grab two spoons. I walk back to him, balancing the ice cream tote on my head and toss him his spoon. "She loves you so much already. I promise you, tomorrow all she will talk about is the next time she can come and play with you."
I set the ice cream on the bed and Sting makes room beside him. He lifts the blankets for me and I slide into the warm cacoon. Sting pulls the ice cream in between us and puts the lid on the night stand. He sticks the spoon in the container and glances at me.
"I would love to play with her again... But I'm not sure her mother would be okay with that." He scoops up some of the sherbet and puts it in his mouth, letting it melt.
"Why would she care? It's not like I'm leaving you two alone together, not that you would do anything to her."
Sting shakes his head and smiles sadly. "It's not really me, it's my guild. I know that if she saw her toddler around a Saber Tooth wizard, she would yank Asuke away from me faster than you could say, wait."
He grabs the remote and flips it to the cooking channel. I frown at him.
"It doesn't matter that you're in Saber Tooth."
He laughs softly and glances at me. "You really think that?"
I brush my hand against his and look at him seriously. "Of course. Believe it or not, but after the short time that I've known you... I feel like I've know you since forever. I feel a connection with you, I can tell you're not a bad person. Wether or not you believe that is your choice."
His hand tightens around mine and he takes anouther bite of the sherbet. We sit in silence for a couple of minutes until Sting chuckles softly.
"What are we doing?"
I look at him confused.
"I'm lying in bed with you, eating ice cream and watching Gordon Ramsay... It's like we're a married elderly couple."
I blush and glance at our joined hands.
"Is something wrong with that?" I ask, quietly.
His eyes soften and he pulls me closer against his body. His arms slide around me and he tilts his head against mine.
"Nope... I was just wondering if you felt like how I feel."
A lump forms in my throat and I force it down. "W-What do you feel?"
He takes a deep breath and I feel him release it against my ear. I shudder at the change of temperature and he laughs, softly.
"I'm talking about how, when you touch me, it feels like someone is... It's hard to explain. Can I show you instead?"
I nod slowly, unable to find words. He runs his pinky up my bare leg and my muscles tighten in response. With a small smile on his face, he nods and moves his way up to my neck. He let's out a sigh and his hot breath caresses my skin, making me shudder. Next he runs his nose along my starburst tattoos and my body goes limp in his arms, I have to force down a moan-like noise that almost escaped my mouth.
I glance at his face and see him smiling at me softly and he pulls me back against him. "You see? That's how I feel every time you touch me..."
I nod and reach out to touch his face. He meets me halfway and leans against my touch. One of his hands move the sherbet to the night stand as the other touches the scar along my jawline.
"What's this from?" He asks, tracing it over and over again.
"An old battle scar... I put my self in a position I shouldn't have been in and I payed the price." I reply in a husky voice.
He nods and traces it again. My hands roam around his face, along his nose and feeling the curves of his lips. I trail a hand along his jawline and I move to his eye, feeling his eye brows and trailing a finger along his scar. He visibly shivers and presses closer against me. I find my way over to his earring and run it along my fingers. I spin it a few times and Sting lets out a low growl. My eyes flicker to his face and I see his eyes squeezed shut and his hands were clasped onto my sweatshirt.
"What's wrong, Sting?" I whisper, hugging him. He relaxes and his arms wrap around me tightly.
"When you touch me like that, it's hard to control myself."
He gives me a bright smile and his pointed canines flash at me. I blush and he blushes along with me.
"Y/n..." I look at him and meet his serious blue eyes. "You bring out the dragon in me. Ever since I first layed eyes on you, I've been very territorial. My soul tells me you're mine and my brain tells me you're someone else's."
I nod slowly and carefully choose my next words. "Is that what you mean by mate?"