Queen of the Ashes

Chapter Twenty-One

Polianthes tuberosa:
Hazardous joy
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"M-Maze?" Ethan squeaked out as the demon suddenly began to kiss his neck in a ticklish manner, causing the human to laugh out his next words "W-what d-did she s-say?"

But Maze ignored him, just kept kissing his neck. Ethan didn't understand what had made her mood suddenly peak, but he couldn't find it in himself to care. He was just happy she was happy. He did however hesitate as she suddenly released a grunt in pain as she hovered over him.

«M-Maze are y-you oka-» Ethan cut himself off by moaning out as she bit his collarbone, not hard enough to break his skin but still enough to make him flinch. Her shoulder blades rolled under Ethan's hands. Her skin tingled by his touch, her tanned skin color vanishing into the darkness that grew over her skin at an almost alarming pace.

Ethan felt a spark lick up his spine as she hovered over him. He was grateful that she didn't split his shirt open with her claw, rather traced it over his head and tossed it aside before kissing down his chest. His coy pecs flexed in pleasure under her warm lips as she grew closer and closer to his end-station.

Just before she reached the waistband of his jeans she kissed upwards again. Ethan wanted to groan out in disappointment but felt his attention diverted to a different subject as Maze moved to hover over him again.

She was nothing but a shadow. Devoured by darkness. Even her clothes were gone. And yet, he could faint the slight glimmer of worry in the darkness of her eyes, in the way she furrowed her brows and locked her jaw. He didn't hesitate to raise his hand to cup her cheek.

The demon leaned into his touch, nuzzling into his palm before she nudged it away with her nose. Ethan obeyed and allowed his hand to fall back onto the bed.

For a long time, they just remained still. Ethan was worried that if he moved it would disrupt the supposed relaxed state Maze was in. And the demon just watched her precious human, as if she was studying him for the very first time. Eyes running over each and every feature with care.

Ethan could only lay still and allow her, secretly taking a great liking towards the attention. He rarely saw this side of Maze, the wondrous and curious side of her. She was usually the one with all the answers, so seeing her being uncertain, wild and probably having a million questions in her head made Ethan feel both mesmerized and worried all at once.

After a while, he found the courage to murmur a low «M-Maze?»

As if snapping out of her thoughts she nodded her head, urging him to continue.

«A-are you alright?» He asked hesitantly, and after a few seconds, the demon nodded slowly. As if not entirely sure about her answer.

Ethan raised his hand again, this time running it through her soft raven black hair.

Maze sighed and grasped his hand, forcing him to let go of her hair. She couldn't have him touching her like that. Not now. She would only lose control that way and that couldn't happen. The human was still weak.

Ethan could tell she was about to move away because of how she sighed and tilted her head in the direction of the door, and so he did the only thing he could think of to prevent that from happening.

Without much thought, he quickly swung his other arm around her and forcefully yanked her downwards. The suddenness of his actions caught Maze off guard and so she didn't have time to react. But that wasn't the problem of it all. What Ethan didn't calculate in his head was how her forehead was directly angled above his mouth, so as he yanked her down he also made sure to collide her forehead with his chin. Drawing equal groans from both of their lips.