Fallen

Chapter 19

"Lis?" The sound of her brothers voice sent Lisandra into a panic as she shot upright and almost fell off of Zion's lap had he not grabbed her.

"Don't come in I'm naked!" She yelled, struggling to pry herself from his grasp so she could go shut the door.

"Well where's your... Boyfriend." He almost laughed at the way he said boyfriend so sarcastically in that chopped up English, he was still trying to deny the fact that his baby sister was his. He parted his lips to tell him he was right there but she slapped a hand over his mouth before he could say a word, narrowing her gaze at him.

"Don't you dare." She whispered making him smile in amusement, putting his hands up in surrender he let her get off of him so she could shut the door, admiring her backside all the while. "He's uh... In the bathroom?"

"The bathroom is empty Lisandra." He choked back the bark of laughter that nearly escaped him as he stood to his feet, meandering over to where the little human was struggling to come up with something.

"Sugarsnaps." She muttered under her breath. "Just-just give me a second! I'll be right out!" She turned around and nearly jumped out of her skin seeing him so close, sticking her hands on her hips she gave him her best glare.

"If he's in there with you-"

"I am a gosh darn grown woman!" She shouted, smacking his chest when he snorted at her use of substitute swear words, though he could hear Alex muttering obscene things about him under his breath out in the hallway as he stomped back down the steps. "And you buster, don't think I don't know what your doing torturing my brother."

"You caught that huh?" He gave her a cheeky grin that she didn't quite return.

"Your driving him crazy." He took a step back when she brushed past him to go to her dresser for some clothes.

"I think that's the point of my antics." He chuckled, watching her pull out some hot pink undergarments along with what he assumed were blue running shorts and a white tank top, quickly putting them on so she could no doubt distract her brother. His gaze roamed over the tight fitting clothes clinging to her body, his desire to have her again returning full force as she turned around. Her eyes went straight to the quickly hardening member before shooting up to lock with his in disbelief and embarrassment.

"How are you already...." She gestured to the obvious as her face flushed hotly, a small laugh escaping him he put his hands on his hips and looked her over again.

"Princess I always want you." She eyed him warily for a moment but the tiniest twitch of her lips gave her away.

"I'm not sure whether to be flattered or scared." She walked back over to the door and gave him a serious look. "Stay here, I'll go get those sweat pants." She left him with that and quietly shut the door behind her, listening to the soft pad of her feet as she went across the hall to what he assumed was her brothers room. Moving over to the closet where she had left his shirt he went in and picked it up off the ground, catching a glimpse of the feathers still lining where his wings were under his skin in the mirror.

"Shit." He felt a slight panic at the thought she might have seen them as he pulled them back in, stepping out of the closet he looked at the bed where he had torn it. It wasn't big but it was definitely noticeable if she looked at her blanket, thankfully none of his feathers had fallen out this time in the heat of the moment. Turning to the door when he heard her footsteps coming back he put on his best apologetic face as she came in.

"I may have ripped your bed a little." She stopped short upon seeing the small tear in her fluffy pink blanket and frowned looking from the blanket to him in utter confusion, parting her lips she seemed like she wanted to say something but decided not to.