"I see, I may not have much experience with this romance type problem you have but maybe you shouldn't lead one along while you want another. It wouldn't be right." Finny said looking very serious, his beautiful aqua eyes looking very serious just like his facial expression as he looked at Elodie.
"I know. I'll talk to the other boy later on. Thank you for listening, like always Finny." Elodie replied forcing a little sad smile and he reached a gloved hand out patting her shoulder getnly smiling brightly at her, like a sudden flip of emotion that always seem to perk Elodie up a little bit.
"You can always talk to me. Or Mey-Rin or Bard, after all we're like your two uncles and aunt, so feel free to talk to us whenever." Finny said making her smile at him. Sometimes it was hard to believe that Finny was just six years older than her, when he was sweet and caring and maybe just a bit more childish than normal twenty-four year olds and it made her happy.
"I'll remember that." She replied smiling and she pulled bck a little bit then turned to teh front doors again. "I think I'll also talk to Mey-Rin about this."
"Good! I'm sure she'll be much more help than me!" Finny said with a laugh, that made her smile again at him her eyes seeming to laugh with him as she looked over her shoulder at him.
"You were great help Finny. I'll talk to you later!" She said rather cheerfully before running inside feeling a bit more optimistic about things and just as she ran in through the doors she slammed into the person she most wanted to talk to right then. "Mey-Rin!"
"Y-Yes?" Mey-Rin stuttered, her glasses laying on the ground, just at her finger tips as her brown eyes as she looked at Elodie.
"You are just the person I was coming to look for! I really need to talk to you!" Elodie said leaning forward as she smiled reaching out instinctively to grab Mey-Rin's hand and held it tight like a friend would. It made Mey-Rin blush but she smiled back at her and reached out with her other hand picking her glasses up and put them on gently.
"Alright, let's talk then." Mey-Rin said as she smiled gently standing up with the help of Elodie's hand and they both walked up the stairs, their steps muffled sounding yet pretty loud as they ran up the stairs. Elodie felt bubbly almost with her new optimisim that she could possibly work out things with Ronald without making things awkward between them. They walked to Mey-Rin's room as their hands stayed clapsed together tight and they walked into her room and Elodie sat on Mey-Rin's bed.
"Mey-Rin, can I just ask you a simple question?" Elodie asked as she looked at the maid who was taking her glasses off again and looked at Elodie giving a little nod as she smiled gently. "Have you ever been kissed by someone, who you may or may not have feelings for, but feel attracted to another person?"
"Hmm. . I can't say I truly have. But to be in that situation sounds a bit rough but knowing you, Elodie, you'll figure it out." Mey-Rin said surprising Elodie a bit as to how the woman knew it was herself she was talking about.
"How'd you know I was talking about myself?" Elodie asked as she tilted her head, her dark hair spilling over one shoulder as she blinked lightly.
"I kind of over-heard you wiht Finny, I was airing out a couple rooms and heard. I didn't mean too! But I honestly think you'll figure it out." Mey-in said smiling gently at Elodie then stepped forward rubbing the top of her head in a motherly sort of way and she smiled gently.
"Thank you for that Mey-Rin. I could talk further about this, but I think maybe I should go and talk to the boy about this." Elodie said as she looked at Mey-Rin who smiled softly nodding gently. "I'll see you later Mey-Rin." She hugged the maid so suddenly the girl gave a squeak of surprise and Elodie was already running out the door, her legs pumping her through the hallway as her shoes hit the carpet hard enough her footsteps were loud and she took a left to go down the stairs quickly, which made loud thumping noises.
She ran down them quick and down the front way of the house and pushed the doors open then shut them as she ran down the pathway, her shoes clicking loudly as she ran and her legs burned just a tiny bit with the exertion but it wasn't enough to make her stop. Her demonic half was able to handle running for very long periods of time but then she would cramp up like any normal human would after running a long time.
She ran down the pathway fast, through the scenery of trees without pausing and her hair flew away from her face and she pumped her arms at her side. The question remained as to where Ronald was, how she could talk to him about this and see if they can move past it and still be friends. She blushed a bit but blamed it on the running as she ran into town, her body seeming to lean forward to propell her down the street faster and just as she turned the corner she slammed into someone.
A feeling of de ja vu hit her so intently and she gasped this time as she fell to the groun and two arms caught her this time, holding her to a solid, obviously well muscled body though the form of the person was kind of thin, his hair messy and his gold eyes smirked down at her as she groaned internally. How is it that she was always slamming into Claude? She tried to push away but he held her in his arms a bit tigheter standig her up straight as he looked at her, reached up and tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear making her blush a bit.
"Why are you still around here? I told you I don't like you and that I don't want to know more about you!" She hissed out her eyes narrowing as she glared at Claude who just smiled at her a tiny bit and she glared harder.
"It seems like I'm always running into you. Or you running into me." Claude said as he smiled a little bit more and she scowled, hating that some part of her mind was captivated at the way his lips twitsed and moved up gently.
"Shut up! Let me go I need to go and talk to Ronald!" SHe snapped angrily, losing her patience the longer she rested within his arms and though she wanted to wrench herself away from him and slap him, some part of her was growing to want to be in his arms longer, rest there for as logn as possible, to kiss and holt him as he held her but she shook those thoughts away angrily.
"Honestly Elodie, can't you admit you at least feel some odd amount of attraction towards me?" Claude asked, sounding genuinely curious and. . a bit hurt? She looked up into his gold eyes, her cheeks hot with anger and embarrassment as she stared at him and her skin was humming through her clothes much like it had when she'd been in Ronald's arms but this was much more intense, her skin was aching just to be stroked by Claude's bare hands, she wanted to love him the best she could, wanted to cling to him and be on his arm and even make love to him whenever possible, thedifferent to how she felt with Ronald and Claude was so much different.
"I. . . I don't want to answer that." She said, sounding a bit embarrassed as she looked down, her lashes concealing her eyes and her cheeks burned when she was suddenly pulled into an alley. She wondered why she was always finding herself into alley ways now a days but she couldn't dwell on it as she looked up at Claude.
"Give me one kiss, just one, and if you decide you don't like it I'll stop this foolish game." Claude said, his face immobile as ever as he looked at Elodie rather seriously and he reached up sliding her glasses to the top of her head gently and he actually took his own glasses off putting them in his breast pocket.
She felt suddenly nervous as she watched him lean in closer and sheshsut her eyes quickly and tightly, her cheeks hot and her breath came a bit faster and. . she jerked with surprise waiting for some unpleasant feeling but there was no unpleasantness at all, if anything his lips were full and cool against her own, as though shaped perfectly for hers. She blushed but wound her arms up around his shoulders burying her hands in his hair instinctively, her lips beginning to respond gently against his and the kiss seemed to take on a life of it's own.
Their lips moved almost hungrily against one another, her body pressed to his as she ached desperately to have her clothes shed and he growled quietly a surprising schange in his normally cold stature and she jolted when she felt his arm circling her waist as their kiss went on, her breath coming fast through her nose as her face burned. His arm was wrapped so tight around her she felt like nothing would get it off but it felt good, better than how Ronald's had felt and thankfully she didn't really feel the burning guilt she had when she'd kissed ROnald but even so she did feel a good amount of guilt for what she was doing.
She let out a small little moan into the kiss as she felt a hand rub and caress her breast, her back arching forward to press to his hand as her heart began to accelerate, her back was then pushed roughly to the wall as his hand moved UNDER her shirt and she began to panick a little bit but the feel oof his gloved hand on her breast was like a rush of electricity through her system. She couldn't stop her body from humming with approval and for MORE but with his hand pressing nad playing with her breast felt like enough for the moment.
She lifted one leg curling it around his hip tightly pulling him closer and their pelvis' slammed together roughly as she kept her leg around his hip, another moan leavng her mouth and a growl left his. This was getting so hot so fast, so desperate and so just right that Elodie wanted to stay in this kiss forever but she couldn't as Ronald was nagging at her mind but she found that she didn't even need to focus on him and that made her feel guilty.
She pulled away from the kiss gulping in fresh air as her face burnd hotly, she felt his lips trailing along her jawline which set her skin ablaze, his lips moving lower and lower aong her neck line. She rolled her hips in a circle as she shivered roughly with the sensation and she panted quietly as he sucked on her neck gently, his teeth jsut barely digging into her skin making her moan softly, his hand continuing to fondle and squeeze her breast as she shuddered with pleasure. But then she remembered exactly WHO this was and why she shouldn't be doing this and she grabbed his shoulders and shoved him away hard and she leaned against the wall as he collapsed against the wall next to her.
Her face was hot as hell, her gaze a bit blurry and she slid her glasses off her head and looked at him to see his own cheeks, shockingly, were a light light red barely even there but she could see it. She scowled at him as he pulled his own glasses on but she knew he didn't need them and she blushed heavily, her body screeching for Claude to come back, to touch her more and give her more pleasure. She kept her jaw clenched on the feeling. She slowly caught her breath as she glared at him, hating the effect he had on her body, on her mind and impulses and she inched towards the entrance of the alley way.
"What the bloody hell is your problem?! Why'd you do that?" She snapped at him, her eyes nearly glowing with her anger and she swore she could hear the grinding of her teeth as she glared at him.
"I told you just one kiss. if you decided you didn't like it I'll stop this game. Now tell me, honestly and don't lie, did you like that kiss? Because I know for a FACT that you did." Claude looked as immobile and unfaze as usual which seemed to fuel Elodie's anger as she glared at him continuously. She knew she couldn't deny the fact that she had liked the kiss. . . and the touches. . and the fondling. She cursed herself for even letting things get that far and she clenched her hands into fists tightly.
"Fine. I liked it." She growled out angrily as her eyes burned into him and he actually grinned as he looked back at her pushing his glasses up gently.
"If you did, then it shouldn't be so bad to actually talk with me like a sane person, now would it?" Claude asked with a tilt of his head as he looked at Elodie who just blushed heavily as she glared.
"It would! You practically just molested me right there, you pervert. Just because I said I like the kiss didn't mean I want to talk to you. I'd rather stab myself in the eye with my Death Scythe than talk with you." Claude blinked lightly once and she glared as the man heavily even as her face burned hotly.
"That's a tad dramatic, don't you think?" Claude raised his brow as he said it and Elodie felt nothing but anger building up and she clenched her fists hard.
"No it's not! Just leave me alone why don't you?" She snapped as her palms tingled with the need to slap and punch the demon behind her as she glared and wondered why the hell she was even still standing there. She stepped forward to get away when her hand was suddenly cuccooned in his and he pulled her back against his chest and his other arm wrapped around her waist as her face burned and his breath tickled her ear gently.
"You know you don't want me to leave you alone. You may not be saying it but I know you want to be involved with me in some degree. Thinking we'd be something like star-crossed lovers, am I right? If I am then why not indulge yourself in a forbidden relationship for just a bit?" Claude whispered into her ear, his voice pure silk and velvet, it was so sweet she felt tempted to say yes but she was being held back by what she knew was right and wrong but that was slowly blurring.
"I. . . No I never. . . " She scrambled for words as he chuckled and bit her earlobe softly then sucked on it gently to get rid of the sting making her shiver as her heart gave a hard thud against her chest. Then she shoved away from him as she blushed heavily shaking her head. "I need to go." She mumbled then took off running quickly but his words seemed to stick with her.
He knew what she had thought, what she was feeling and she needed to get away away away! She needed to breath, needed to get her head together. To forget the way his hands had felt against her body and the way his lips felt against hers. She just needed to breath! If she needed to then where the hell was all the damn air? Why did it feel like she was breathing through a small funnel as she ran?
Even though it felt like she was barely breathing she pumped her legs quickly with her arms pumping at her sides in unison, her hair streaming behind her like a dark gothic cape and her heart threatened to beat out of her chest as she sprinted past all the people, feeling like she was scream if she had to so much as talk to another person. How could talking to Finny and Mey-Rin and feeling optomistic turn into this?
She didn't know but as she stopped, hands braced on her knees as she panted, trying to gulp some fresh air into her burning lungs, she felt like Claude was tempting her still, like her body was aching for his touch and his touch alone, it was horrible to her but as she caught her breath she couldn't help but think a little traitorious thought. Would it be so bad to give in just this once?