Author's Notes: Alright, I hope you guys loved the last chapter….what am I saying? I know you guys liked it, I mean, who doesn't like reading a lemon? Yeah, exactly. Anyways, let's keep going.
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I woke up in the same place I had drifted off, only this time I was under the covers, and in the circle of someone's arms. I looked over to see Elazul sound asleep. His face was angelic, as if a holy aura danced around him. His tan skin shone with the sunlight beaming through the windows, and his moss-green hair framed his face perfectly. It was then, that I noticed features about his face that I hadn't before. Like how his cheekbones were long, yet sculpted flawlessly to make them appear higher. His skin was also smooth to the touch—no bumps. Yet, there was a scar running along his jaw line. It was a purple-pinkish color, meaning it wasn't old. It may have been inflicted around the first time we had met.
I turned my head to look back in front of me, and I caught sight of a pot sitting on the floor in front of me. It took me a couple of seconds to realize whose pot it was.
"Oh my Goddess!" I whispered to myself. It was Li'l Cactus's pot. Had he seen us? If he had seen us, he ran away, because the pot was empty. I looked at it for a little longer and caught sight of a note folded up inside of it. I didn't really want to get out of bed, but I was dying to know what was written on it. Though I already had an idea.
I slipped out from under Elazul's arms. He stirred, but didn't wake. He grunted as he turned over in the bed, facing away from me. I grabbed my bathrobe as I threw the covers off me; I tightly secured it around me, as I bent down to pick the note up. It read:
"Master, you guys need to keep it to yourselves! I'm going to Geo to look for Bud and Lisa."
I sat there staring at the note for a good few moments. I don't know how much the poor guy had seen, or how he slipped out so fast and quiet, but I was kind of glad he didn't take the time to write out how he may have really felt. If he had, this note may have been way longer. I heard Elazul move again, and he grumbled to himself.
"Kay, what's up?" I turned around, smiling. His tousled hair and droopy facial expression made him look so cute, but not a sexy sort of cute; a kid sort of cute. His pants were still on, but were beginning to fall. I held up the note, smiling.
"I think we had an audience." I laughed. He laughed with me, but it died slowly, and his face became serious. A small smile played along his lips, and his eyes became intense. I've seen that look in a man's eyes: it means they've found what they want, and it's a dirty thing.
He slipped off the bed, and walked his way over to me. Every step he took, closing the distance between us, I could feel my stomach clench tight. I wanted to do so many things for him, to make him stay with me and love me. I wanted to do things that no other human could do. I could feel the chills dance up my skin, and I was suddenly cold, sitting in the flimsy robe.
He sat down on his knees in front of me, and his hands weaved their way through my hair. He rested his forehead on my, and kissed the side of my cheek. "Was it good for you?"
"You should've asked that question last night." He rolled his eyes.
"Like I could've…" he closed his eyes. I watched him draw in deep breaths, and I was getting hotter and hotter.
"Sorry, I was too busy recovering." he whispered the words to me. I giggled nervously. I never giggle, but I'd make an exception for now. It was an early morning, and I was point blank away from the guy of my dreams.
"Recovering from what? I didn't think I was that good." He looked at me then. His hand undid my robe, and I felt myself tighten up. His hand was like a feather against my side, tracing the line of back down to my lower back, playing along my buttocks. His other hand had fallen into step against my thigh, again, like a dancer. His hand was big enough to encircle half of my thigh. I peered down at his sun-tanned hand and my fair skin. I bit my lip a little bit, and Elazul was moving in.
"Kay, don't be so tense." He whispered against my cheek.
"I can't help it, I feel all nervous and…bizarre." I said. He nodded and sat back on his feet. I looked at his core, deep blue and shimmering. I could have stared at it forever, but Elazul's voice was much more interesting.
"It was your first time, and you took your first step." He said. I began fastening my robe again, and he just watched.
"I didn't mean to crowd you like that." He said to me. I smiled at him.
"You can crowd me whenever you want." I whispered, low and soft. He chuckled.
"This is gonna sound so gay, but I'd rather cuddle and talk." He said. I laughed out loud.
"That's ok, I actually think that's attractive." He smirked.
"Yeah? Don't tell anyone." I laughed, and leaned into him, wrapping my arms around him.
"I'd rather cuddle in the bed, if you don't mind." I wrapped my robe around me again, and tried to tie it before he pulled me up to my feet, and then pushed me onto the bed. I turned around and slid under the covers, and he jumped in with me. I snuggled into him, and pulled me in tighter. We sat there for a while, until we were having an awkward silence. I still had a smile on my face.
"What?"
"Wow…even awkward silences are hot." He laughed. We sat there about a minute longer, before we started laughing again. I had to start a conversation then.
"No, but I still can't believe that Pearl is off on her own."
"It was weird at first, and it was like one thing leading to another."
"How do you mean?"
"At first she would like ignore me sometimes when I would ask her to do something; and after that, she would walk off on her own, and I swear to the Goddess I'm not kidding, when I found her one time, I asked her 'did you get into deep thought again?' and she looked at me like I was a moron and said I just wanted to be by myself. Is there a problem with that?" he looked genuinely surprised and outraged. I laughed good and loud at that.
"Oh Goddess, she told you off."
"I didn't even know what to say."
"So, was that what kind of set her on her own?"
"No, it was when I got the weapon shop, that she started wanting to have her own weapon. I had no idea that Pearl could be so strong."
"She beat you in a fight or something?"
"Yeah like fifty times! And she can hold two 2H swords!" My eyes grew twice as wide as ever.
"No way...no way in hell."
"Kay, if she were to challenge you to a fight...don't do it. She'll kill your pride as a warrior." I shook my head.
"I bet I could get her, or put up a good fight anyway."
"I'd be defending her so bad right now if this conversation were happening a year ago."
"I believe it. I still remember you were so rough around the edges. How'd did this second beauty happen?" I traced my hand under his jaw. His hand held mine against his lips, and his tongue flicked out cross the top.
"Peace, acceptance, and love." He whispered. I could feel my face get hot, and I had to look down. He laughed.
"And a year ago, I would never have thought that an invincible warrior like you could be so shy." That only made my face redder and his laughter louder.
"You were shy, too."
"I wouldn't say shy. More like reclusive. But only because I wanted to make sure that the few people I did know and love would stay alive." He said softly. I was still red and smiling. I looked at him finally.
"You don't have to worry about that anymore." I said. He shook his head.
"No," he pulled my arm around his shoulders. "since I met a dream-come-true that saved us all." He pressed his mouth against mine. I eyed his core.
"Can I touch it again?" He looked at me like a drowning man.
"You can touch it as much as you like, but only if you want to render me weak."
"Does it help that I'm weak already?" I asked.
"Perhaps." I cupped his core. Instantly his face changed. He went from a drowning man to a man gasping for air. I moved in quickly.
"Will you cry?"
"I don't know."
"Then I don't want to go further, because I want you here." He nodded.
"We'll keep the core part at a very high standard. Only for special occasions." He smiled at me.
"So you're asking to stay with me?" I asked carefully.
"I've wanted to ask you that since I met you."
"Me too." I laid down next to him, and closed my eyes. I had nothing to do today, so I wanted to spend it with him in bed again.
Author's Notes: Yeah...this will go somewhere I promise. And I think I probably answered someone's review. Not in a mean way of course, because criticism isn't bad.
