Chapter two: Sparks fly
I followed Victor quietly down the hallway. He turned to the left, leading us down a long hallway with a few doors on each side. This was the hallway where all of our bedrooms were. I faltered a step but then kept going at the same steady I had been going before.
Victor stopped at one door that I had seen Victor slip off into a few times. I had tried not to think of what was on the other side of that door. He slid a key into the keyhole and I heard the soft click as he unlocked the door. He opened the door, but even with the hallway light shining into it, I still wasn't able to see what lay within. He held the door open for me and motioned for me to go in.
"It's just through here." He said.
I thought for a moment before I stepped inside. Darkness consumed me and I couldn't see two steps in front of me. I turned around just as Victor shut the door. It grew even more dark, if that was possible. I waved my hand in front of my face, nothing. I became hyperaware of where I was. In a very, very dark room... with Victor Creed. The same Victor Creed Whom I had liked since the first time I saw him and the same Victor Creed whom I had watched kill many woman and children, with a smile on his face. My legs suddenly felt like they were made of jello and I could barely get them to move.
"Victor?" I called, uncertainly. I forced my legs to walk around a little as I held my hands out in front of me. I felt like an idiot. My hands suddenly touched something warm and solid.
"Victor?" I called again. No answer.
I slid my hands up the solid, slowly, scared of what I might find at the top. If there was one. I felt the collar of Victor's black shirt that he always where and an image of it suddenly flashed into my head. I willed my hands to stop but they didn't. I felt the thick bristles of Victors mustache and I finally stopped. I let my hand fall to my side and I could feel it shaking, now.
Victor's strong arm wrapped around my waist and I felt him pull me close to him. He was so warm and big. I hadn't really notcied at how big he was until now, when his ginormous body was pressed tightly against mine. I could feel his hands slide down my vest to hold my waist. His palms felt like they were on fire. My hands were still by my side.
I felt Victor's warm breath tickle my ear as he leaned down to whisper in my ear, "I'm here." His beard felt scratchy on the side of my face, but I couldn't pull away. My body was frozen in place.
I swallowed real loud as his lips moved to replace his mouth under my ear lobe. I could feel my heart beating a hundred miles an hour now. His mouth pressed gently down my jaw, sending tingles through my body. I slid my hands onto his arms and felt the strong muscles that I had been waiting to feel for as long as I could remember. His mouth opened slighty and his warm breath danced over my skin.
Victor pushed me back a step and my legs hit the side of something soft. He pushed me a little more and I felt the thin sheets of a bed on my back. Victor's body was instantly on top of mine and my breathing increased a notch.
"Are you scared of me, Iris?" Victor asked and I could hear the tease in his voice. His hands moved up my body to tangle in my hair and his mouth returned to my neck.
I swallowed agian, trying to remove to lump in my throat. It stuck, so I just shook my head.
"Maybe, you should be. Do you know how many woman I killed?" He asked, still grazing his mouth over my skin. "In dark rooms... just like this."
I felt my body shudder slightly. His hands moved down to the edge of my vest. His fingers slid slightly under the small opening at my belly-button. His mouth moved slowly up my jaw to kiss the side of my mouth. I took a deep, steadying breath as his finges slipped a little further under my vest. His nails ran over my skin and I could almost immediatly feel the red welts forming. His mouth closed over mine and his soft lips pressed gently to mine.
I had just wrapped my arms around his neck, readying myself to intensify the kiss, when I heard an anoying beaping. Victor pulled away and I coudln't see what he was doing through the darkness, but I could still feel one of his hands on my stomach. His body moved off of mine and if felt his hand close on my arm. He pulled me up and I felt my legs shaking slightly.
His slight chuckle shocked me. I had never heard him laugh and I stopped my shaking momentarily to program it to memory. As he began to walk away, with my arm still in his hand, my shaking came back. He lead to me to the door and opened it. The light flooded into my eyes, blinding me for a moment before my eyes adjusted.
He stuck his head out into the hallway and I saw him head move from side to side, as he glanced down the hallway. He seemed to have thought it was clearl, so he pulled me out into the hallway.
"The meeting's in the conference room," He said smiling. "In case something distracted you from remembering."
I just stared at him. I had nothing to say. He had just pulled me into his bedroom, so he could "see something". His hand raised to graze along the side of my face before he cupped it in his hand and pulled my mouth back to his. I felt his warm lips send a little tingle through my body, before he pulled away again. He flashed his sabertooth grin once more, before he began walking down the hallway, leaving me alone and confused and wondering the h*ll had just happened.