Kilgrave pov
'Yeah?' I almost chocked on my own saliva. I wasn't expecting her to agree and after all she did. Yet I was still too afraid to let her mind think she can just leave anytime. No, I would keep my order. She mustn't leave the house unless with me, when I allow it. I looked at her small cold hands, that were now nearly caressing mine. I felt light headed. Maybe it was the glass of wine I just had to calm down. Mh... no... it was all her. 'What are you doing?' I asked colder than I intended as her fingers played with mine. It made her jump a little and she let go. 'Sorry' she said, seeming confused and she glanced up at me. 'Sorry' I replied mechanicly. I never were sorry, why did I say that?
'It's okay' she assured me and I felt utter mess forming in my head. I didn't feel it even with Jessica. We stared at each other, I could almost hear my heart pounding through my shirt. Her breath seemed to quicken as well. I wanted this moment to last. I looked at her lips. They looked dry, maybe she was thirsty. Her cheeks were flushed, still wet from her tears. Yet so beautiful. 'Alice' I whispered harshly. 'Kilgrave' she replied weakly and leaned in. 'Come closer' I knew this sentence would control her, but I couldn't resist it. She obeyed and moved to my side on the couch 'Stop me if you want to' I said quietly, mesmerised by her figure and features. I cupped her cheek, my lips met hers. I froze. Would she push me away? She seemed stunned too.
I started kissing her gently, I almost felt drunk or high. I wasn't sure. My mind was clouded, I couldn't think straight. 'Alice' I whispered her name and kissed her yet again, taking her waist to make her sit on my lap. She followed, nearly fainting in my arms. Her body seemed powerless as she kissed me back. She did! Her breath wasn't steady, it was rapid and shaky. She seemed lost yet I was pretty sure she was enjoying it. There was nothing else I wanted more than this. Since I first saw her I wanted her to be mine. And there she was, shifting on my lap to be comfortable as she yearned for another meet of our lips. She clasped her hands behind my neck and I held her waist, caressing it intensively, lustfully. She tasted like heaven. All her frustrations and mystieries fell down like a curtain. She revealed herself to me. She wanted me too. Her long hair covered the sides of our faces as we gasped for a breath just to kiss again. I abandoned her lips and went down her soft neck, licking and sucking on her skin. Leaving marks, and then I heard her lips release the most beautiful sound a man can cause. A long sweet moan. It was like music to my ears. I felt esctatic. She didn't protest, she didn't freeze like a doll. She moaned and moved her hands down my chest. 'Kil' I heard a soft whimper which made me smile. It was a warning though. I breathed deeply and slew down, before I'd undress her. I didn't want to push it. 'Yes' I looked into her eyes. She looked astonished.
'I need a moment' her words hit me like a bucket of cold water. I nodded slowly and she carefully left my lap. Her legs were shaky and she looked at me once more before she rushed upstairs. I frowned, I was shocked to, but why the bloody hell did she run like this? I growled and rubbed my face in frustration. This is exactly why I controlled people. Because I didn't understand them in the slightest.
Alice pov
I rushed upstairs and once I reached my bedroom, I collapsed on the bed, bursting into tears. I loved the kiss. It made me feel so special! My heart was fluttering and my belly felt so light. I was dizzy, I could still feel his lips on mine. I cried heavily. What if I hurt him? Or they? What if he realises I'm a monster not even his power can stop? I groaned and sobbed into the pillow, clenching my fist on another one, which released some of the feathers from inside. This is exactly why I needed to run. And now it was too late. Was I really developing feelings to a man that basically kidnapped me? My life was a pure fucking mess! I gritted my teeth and lyed on my back, looking at the ceiling while tears ran down my temples. I couldn't forget it. His hot breath, his hands on me, his soft pouty lips. For the first time I noticed some small freckles that were covering his nose and cheeks. He was a handsome man, I could not deny that. His eyes looked like melted milk chocolate. Not like cold bricks.
I felt hopeless.
I wasn't meant to fall for anyone.
I was a danger.