Fantasy

chapter fourteen

"Desa really, I said I'm fine. I've experienced worse. I'm okay really. I forgive you." Honey laughs, a gentle laugh. Like he's the one trying to comfort me.

"Shut up, your not allowed to forgive me." I grumble sadly, my face pressed into his stomach. My body pressed between his legs and my arms wrapped around his sitting up form. I'm so happy he's not repulsed by my touch, that he's letting me hold him.

"Mhm, If that's what you want, I guess I don't forgive you then. Your words were so mean~ it was kinda hot. Although, you could've just not choked me until I passed out." He shrugs, chuckling again, his fingers playing with some of my curls.

I flinch like a kicked puppy as I glare up at him. "I feel really bad about it Honey, so don't say it was hot. It was really shitty of me."

He exaggeratedly rolls his eyes, I bite at his tummy for it and he squeaks, jumping slightly.

"Honey! Open this door and get out! Our guests are here and your making us look as if we have no manners!" Honeys mother yell whispers as she bangs on his door.

She better not wake Niko up. I look over at the boy who we finally got to go back to sleep after he freaked out about Honey. He's tucked away like a burrito and snoring lightly.

"Ugh, I don't wanna." Honey groans, locking his legs around my body.

"We have to."

"But I don't feel good! I just got choked out so I think aftercare is not going down stairs into that death trap of old people." He nods his head, agreeing with himself with a pointed finger.

"Honey bare though it, just tonight, for me." I lean up, placing a few soft kisses to his lips. Such lovely lips. Licking my own lips, I taste his gloss as I pull away. His eyes flutter back open, his black pupils seem to swallow up the color in them.

He stares at me with a look I've never seen on him before. Like a deer caught in headlights. How pretty, it makes him look sweet. I hum happily as he decides to initiate the kiss this time. Just as soft, with light loving emotions.

"Honey Darling! I swear to God!"

We jolt at her loud voice, I forgot she's at the door.

"Such a mood killer." Honey groans.

A small smile finds its way on my face as I watch his reaction. I lean in one more time, kissing the corner of his mouth before moving off his large queen sized bed.

I smooth down my pants, looking in his body mirror.

"I may have un-consensually passed out, but at least I got to pick out your outfit. You look much better then usual, style really is everything." He slips his arms around my exposed waist, leaning his head against my shoulder.

I shot him a quick glare in the mirror. "Go already."

"Fine, but can I get a kiss first? Pretty please mistress~"

"Since you asked so nicely." I turn my head at an angle, giving his puckered lips a quick kiss.

"And Honey-"

"Don't worry. I'll try my best to be nice and get along with everyone. Promise!" He smiles, running his fingers over his chest to make a X.

I don't like that he cut me off but that's what I was basically gonna tell him anyways so, I hum in acknowledgment.

Turning my attention back to myself in the mirror, I hear the door shut behind him. Black slacks like his but a bit more flowy, there's a cut on one of the pant legs that goes past mid thigh. My tops a skin tight leather and black. It's strapless, which I usually don't wear considering that my boobs are Ds.

I hate my boobs, they're so annoying.

My stomachs also exposed, my poor belly button not really being covered but not the center of attention. I have a leather body harness on over it that doesn't go around my neck, but just hangs off me.

According to Honey he only had all these clothes in my size as "Christmas presents." I don't buy it, but he's a good liar so I wouldn't be able to tell anyways.

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I roll my fucking ankle going down the long ass stair case. It hurts and I'm never wearing heels again.

The things I do to take away from my own guilt of strangling Honey, I sigh.

My stomach lunges as I get closer to the dining-room. It's quiet, all you can hear is my heels clicking against the marble floor.

I make eye contact with my father first, he's sitting at the head of the table when I walk in.

He smiles, motioning me in and standing, bring attention to me. "Ah! How wonderful of you to join us. This is my daughter, Desa. Desa these are business partners of mine. Mrs and Mrs. Makaylan and their youngest child, Ambrose."

"Business partners, smigness partner, were friends! So no need for such formality's! Call me Lisa, and this is my beautiful wife Arya." Her smile looks genuine and light. She puts a hand out, and the women next to her sat her equally as expensive looking hand in it.

The women who spoke, Lisa, has short hair, it's brown and falls like curtain bangs. Her face is matured but yet her and her wife still have a young air about them. Said wife, Arya, looks nothing short of a goddess. Glowing brown skin and long black hair that cascades around her like a waterfall.

Everyone sits back down as I do.

The tables a little off as one of the chairs are missing. My father and Lisa at the ends. On the side with two chairs is Honey and his mother. Which leaves me siting beside my father and the Makaylan's kid. Speaking of, I haven't even glanced their way yet.

It's weird, I don't feel their energy much. It's there, not as powerful but there. It's just weird. My eyes drift to them, lazily laying my head on my hand. Not caring how obvious it is that I'm staring and letting my energy surround me like a warm blanket so it's noticeable. Maybe showing off but mostly for pre-cautions.

My eyebrows raise slightly as I look at them A feeling washes over me, like déjà vu. I feel like I've seen them in a dream or something.

They have long silky black hair that's pulled back into a ponytail. Hair clips are snapped into their hair, holding back the same loose strands tucked away behind their ear. Sparkling red hair clips that unbeknownst to me make a smile appear on my face. They're cute.

Twinkling wide eyes drift to mine. One of their eyes a cloudy haze and the other a striking green. They must be blind in that eye.

"Desa, that's a pretty name. It's really nice to meet you." They beam, a huge smile on their face as they say it.

Yeah...

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