Chapter 11

The sun rays gently kiss her naked olive skin, but Ignis shivers wrapping the messy bed sheets around her body. Feeling weirdly empty Ignis turns over, eyes still shut, blissfully oblivious and whole-heartedly forgetful at recent events.
So as her eyes flutter open, staring into Elijah's, she almost feels giddy. But another shiver strikes up her spine and everything comes back to her. The smile that was on her face now disappears, as does the sun as it hides behind the clouds in the early morning.
"Good morning Ignis. Elijah reaches toward her, planting a sweet kiss on her lips.
"Hi" Ignis says breathlessly.
Sitting upright, the sheets fall from her body revealing the burns across her body. She can't help but touch them. The skin is raw and sore, she hasn't felt her skin in such pain for a very long time.
Elijah brings his body forward, crossing his legs, not tearing his eyes away from Ignis. Carefully he bites into his wrist, blood beginning to drip, and then lifts it toward Ignis's lips.
Watching the blood fall onto the white sheets and mercilessly stain the fabric, Ignis turns her head away and fumbles her way out of the sheets.
"I should go." Ignis says, repeating the sentence she spoke a few days ago. Elijah watches her bare body walk toward the wardrobe pulling out old fashioned clothes that are too tight for her.
"Can I have one more day?" Elijah asks also standing and pulling his clothes on. Ignis turns, blushing at his beautiful naked body. Wow , did I just sleep with him?
"What's the point?" Ignis shakes her head forcing the thought away.
"Because in the many years I have lived, last night was- not only the most satisfying, but the most breath-taking." Elijah walks towards her, pulling a vest over his head. "I wish to have more moments like that. Don't you?"
"Well I don't have many moments left Elijah." Ignis snaps, her voice quiet and head looking down. The vest top she has put on is pressing tightly on her chest and jeans up to her ankles; looking and feeling rather pathetic.
"What do you mean?" Elijah questions. "Has this got something to do with what happened to you?"
Ignis opens her mouth and then shuts it. Her words falling into the empty hole planted in her chest. Silence wavers between the couple.
"One more day" Ignis changes the subject "You have me for another 24 hours Elijah, but that is it."
Elijah strides forward smirking, his eyes squinting slightly. He stands in front of Ignis, his hands trailing slowly up from her waist and to the hem of her vest top.
"Well Miss Kadya, I wouldn't dare waste a second" he purrs ripping the fabric from her body and pinning her against the wardrobe and passionately kissing her.

After another round of sweaty and lustful sex Ignis and Elijah walk down the street, their shoulders touching as he protectively walks beside her.
"So where are we going?" Ignis questions interested and finally dressed in clothes that fit her. She was never fond of dresses, but as she walks in a flowery red dress, she couldn't look any better.
"It's a secret." Elijah playfully smiles, his lips pursing.
"I hate secrets." Ignis sighs her fingers twitching, almost wanting to feel the familiar prickle in her palms.
"I hate it when you roll your eyes, but I guess we must live with things we dislike." Elijah doesn't even look at her, his eyes focused on the street.
Not even aware of her eye movement Ignis giggles. This catches Elijah's attention, tilting his head towards her.
"What a magnificent sound. I do wish you'd do that more often."
Ignis immediately stops, blushing. Oh god, giggling and blushing? What is happening to me?
Elijah stops on the sidewalk, whistling down a cab.
"Do you remember what I promised you?" he grins. Ignis in her hazy state ever since the witches spell, shrugs, curling her lip unsure. Elijah opens the cab door for her directing her in. "I'm about to follow through with it." He finishes shutting the door and sending the cab on its way.