Chap 18

Anya POV

After Demetrius started picking up Damian more and more, I realized it was going to be an almost everyday occurrence. The more his brother showed up the more distant with me he became, even when I would text or call him. He just wasn't the same right now.

We would walk together between classes, sometimes we'd talk. Other times he was silent, either one was fine with me. As long as he knew I was here no matter what.

Although talking about his family became a very touchy subject. Whenever I brought up his brother on the phone he would just change the topic, or tell me it's not something he wants me to worry myself over.

But I do, I can't help that I do, because I care.

These past few weeks where Damian was MIA from coming over, Papa and I made a lot of progress in coming up with a plan to rescue Becky. After our initial recon mission ended up not being so stealthy; we had to lay off for a while since security had doubled over the weeks, which I've been beating myself up over for weeks. Blaming myself for thinking I was capable of taking on those guys alone.

I've increased my training with Mama so I won't be overpowered again. Papa has been monitoring the entrance and says that less and less of them have been showing up, so they're getting comfortable. So the time to strike will be soon.

I told Papa about what happened in the forest with the men I fought, and he was silent for long, while his thoughts were rapid-firing ideas. Until he decided that he would try to train me how to better use and be in control of my powers. Which involved a lot of meditation, which always made me sleepy.

Mind reading I was doing better at, but replicating what I did in the forest had been damn near impossible at this point. I tried everything but I can't force my thoughts into someone's head, it's like I'm hitting a wall everytime. But I kept trying to nonetheless.

But here I am on a Friday night with Uncle Frankie helping me with my science project since Damian has been busy. Although he and I did finish the blueprints in class together at least, I got the gloves and Uncle started helping me connect the wires to the chips and showed me how to change the settings in the program he downloaded on my laptop. Show me the formulas I should use to calculate what amount I need for each one, everything I definitely won't remember.

Uncle held up my phone as I recorded Test 15.

I adjust my safety goggles and pull the glove on and flex my fingers here the quiet hum of the mechanics on it, it doesn't feel any different. I picked up the empty soda can on the table and with little effort. The can is crushed under my grip, I smile at the camera. "Whoa"

Next I tried grabbing the quarter on the table since the glove was not form fitting, the extra fabric made it difficult to pick up the quarter, but eventually I did. I placed the quarter flat on the back of my thumb to flip the quarter, when suddenly it disappeared from my hand, as soon as I made the motion. I looked around the table and there was no sign of the quarter, I looked up and it gleamed in the light showing it was stuck into the ceiling. Papa's not going to like that, I think to myself. "Oopsie"

I gathered up my science project and brought it to my room, so I can adjust the settings since Uncle had to leave with Papa. I decided to send Damian the latest video of the test of the gloves, to show him the progress I've made without him.

I'm not sure if he'll reply, most of the time it's hit or miss if he does respond. After a few minutes of messing with the settings, I close the laptop to lay on my bed.

My phone vibrates catching my attention, I raise my head when I see it's Damian and click on his reply.

Damian: Coming along well, I see.

This simple ass reply, after telling me I was going to slow him down, feels laughable now.

Anya: It would be faster if I had some actual help from my science partner.

I press the need for his assistance for reasons, he'll never be able to know. Now that I'm better at my mind reading, I need to find out what he's been up to these past few weeks.

Damian: I know I'm sorry, I can try and come over tomorrow?

Anya: About damn time, come over at 5pm? You can stay for dinner again :)

My palms get sweaty as I await his reply, I turn over in my bed. Imagining him beside me like that night, the night I haven't been able to just forget about.

Even with all the bullshit going on, I just miss those moments where it's just us in our own little world. I miss having a friend…

Damian: I'll be there.

Anya: See you then, night. ;)

I didn't hear the roar of his bike like I normally would, however I did know of his arrival when a large limo pulled up to the apartment sticking out like a sore thumb. Father calls out to me so we can go downstairs and meet who is with him. He stressed more so mentally.

Damian got out of the limo seeming to argue a bit with what looks like his brother, Demetrius. Annoyance trickled into my mind as we got closer to them.

Papa comes over to Damian giving him a warm handshake which he pulls him into a hug, telling him to not act like a stranger. Demetrius, being a gentleman, exited the limo, to give my father a proper handshake; where Papa introduces himself and talks about what a fine young man Damian is for his daughter. Which makes me blush darkly, and Damian smile at him. I can feel the pride that my fathers words bring Damian and it makes my heart smile.

Papa made sure to bring up the quarter in the ceiling, telling Demetrius it probably wouldn't have happened if Damian was there to help her. Which made Damian laugh as he brought up the fact I sent him the video of the failure.

Demetrius turns to me, giving me a small smile, "Don't worry Anya, Damian raves about you all the time." He looked over at Damian, a tease playing on his lips. But returned to his stoic features and said he must excuse himself and said he'll be back to pick him up at 10pm.

As we turned to head inside I tried to peer in Demetrius' mind quickly, but the limo door closed quickly and he was off and down the road.

After Mama gives Damian a rib crushing hug, I bring Damian into my room and I already have the gloves on my desk for Damian to look over. Which we jump right into, he takes notes on the blueprints and makes the changes to the glove and documents the changes before he makes another change in the software. It's a tedious process, but it must be done in order to make sure the gloves are most effective.

After a while I sat on the desk while we tested the gloves, Damian observed diligently hoping that his calculations were accurate. I flicked my thumb with minimal thought and did a perfect coin flip. Damian smiled so wide, that it felt like the first time the sun came out after weeks of a drought. Without thinking I just leaned in and kissed him, which took him by surprise.

I pulled back feeling stupid, "I shouldn't have-" he leaned in silencing me, sliding between my legs as they hang over the side of my desk while he stands between them. It was a small kiss that started off innocent, which slowly built to an inferno between us. His tongue asked for entrance, which I granted permission with a swipe of my own. He groans into my mouth, and I smile against his lips, loving the feel of his lips on mine.

For a moment I forgot where we were, since I honestly missed him so much that I wasn't paying attention. Mama's thoughts reached me a few seconds after, as she swung the door open just in time to see us pulling apart quickly.

"Oh! I'm sorry" Mama blushes looking to the side, I'm sure to see if Papa is close. But by the relief in her thoughts, he wasn't and she wasn't going to say anything to him. Thank you Mama!

"Dinners ready." she says with a nervous smile and closes the door again quickly.

Damian takes a step back running a hand through his hair, obviously nervous now, "Is your dad going to filet me, if she tells him?" I giggle at him, reaching out and tugging on his shirt pulling him closer to me.

"Mama has been Team Damian before she even knew your name. I think we're safe for now." He exhales a sigh of relief, and gives me a peck on the lips.

"Just to be sure, let's not keep your dad waiting." He says moving back so I can hop off the desk, and roll my eyes, "Ya know you're here for me, not him, right?"

Damian turns around and teases as he heads for the door "That's what we tell you, to keep you happy." I feigned shock, "Wow, so the truth finally comes out!" and we both came out of my room laughing.

Dinner was actually better than the last time, we weren't as uptight since now we were more comfortable with each other. I went into Damians mind a few times to make sure he was enjoying himself and he was, which made me glad.

Papa eyed me to make sure I was attuned into Damians thoughts throughout the meal, which I have been all night. Even the naughty thoughts he's had about me, which have blushing heavily.

Papa asked Damian, "So anything new with you Damian?" making it sound casual.

Damian's thoughts flit to sadness, and his face visibly frowns which Papa catches. "I'm sorry, I was just trying to make small talk. Don't mind this old man."

Damian shakes his head "No it's not you, it's just that… my father asked me to move out of the dorms back home." I put my hand on his back, rubbing it soothingly. trying to comfort him.

"I know that must be hard for you." I say nudging him empathetically.

"Oh dear, I know before you said you weren't close with your father. Did that change?" Papa presses and I peer into his mind focusing on his temple as he converses with father as I just rub his back comfortingly.

Father has me working for him now…

I pause the rubbing for a moment and look over at Papa, and Damian finally speaks after the brief pause, "One can only hope, I guess, right?" he said half heartedly.

"Maybe you should talk to him, come to some sort of compromise. He gets what he needs while still allowing you what you need. I'm sure your father would be reasonable." Damian nods his head, but his mind he's not as sold on the idea.

Dinner was interrupted by a call for Papa, a last minute mission in the area. There was only an hour left with Damian, he helped Mama wash the dishes while I wiped down the table peering over at them. He must've said something funny, because Mama was smiling wide at him, giggling. Hoping it's her third glass of wine about to hit her before goes into sleep mode. I motion for Damian to meet me in my room, as he excuses himself from Mama.

I'm laying in my bed suggestively when he enters the room, closing the door quietly behind him, being sure to lock it this time. He sauntered over to the bed and slid in beside me like it was the most natural thing to do, pulling me flush against him. "Hey Pinky." he said teasingly.

"Hey yourself." I pressed my lips to his, wanting to continue what we were doing before we were interrupted. I want to make the most of the time I have left, not knowing when the next time I'll see him.

His lips against mine, in what felt like a whirlwind of emotions, where we wanted to go slow and fast all at once. My tongue brushes against his and I can feel his lust filled thoughts pressing against my mind. Which I let in, filling me with my own need and his combined, leaving me panting into his mouth.

"I missed you…" I say into our kiss, and feel him smile against my lips at my admission. Feeling his happiness increased his lust, as he playfully sucked on my bottom lip.

I missed you too. He says mentally, obviously not wanting to admit his feelings to me. But I smile and kiss him harder even if he doesn't know I know.

But then thoughts of him in a limo come to mind. I hear the door close outside of a house, a vial on the seat then his hand and he inhaled deep. Then a second later he whips out his cock and strokes it in his hand. Seeing his thoughts went to me and he rubbed his length against the seat, wishing he was inside me.

I do a loud moan wondering if this is real or a fantasy. Then he remembered the feeling of cumming on the seats thinking it was me that he was painting with his load, it was like I was reliving it with him. It felt so vivid yet almost like a dream.

He groaned into my moans, as if our kiss could swallow them from being heard. But tonight I almost don't care, I missed this man so much that even these moments aren't enough. I feel greedy with him.

He ground his hips into mine out of instinct and I moaned deeply as his hot length rubbed against my thin leggings pressing flush against my pussy. I opened my mouth, breaking our kiss, as he moved his hips up and down, rubbing it so deep against my pussy. I can feel my lips part beneath the fabric. The friction of it hitting the area above my pussy, made me lift my hips to meet his.

"Feels good?" he said looking at me as he continued moving slowly between my folds watching my expressions and hip movements. The leggings are already feeling sticky from the pressure and the wetness it's absorbing. I nod my head yes, not trusting my voice, as he continued the strokes against me.

I take the bottom of my shirt and lift it exposing my belly and bra to him. His pupils physically dilate at the sight, I reach around to my back and unhook my bra and decide to tug it off with my shirt all in one go. Leaving my top half completely exposed to him, he looks at me asking permission.

He slowly continues his strokes, but now he's more concerned with my exposed breasts. He stared at them for a while and I started almost feeling self conscious. But before I could cover myself he leaned down and licked at my nipple, which made me want to push his face into them.

He captured the hardened nub between his teeth and stroked against me deeply with his cock against between our pants. I arch my back and moan loudly, "Shit." His free hand rubs my other nipple, as he continues his slow gradual strokes. Leaving me wanted so much more than I can have.

He ground into me so deeply that when I lift my hips up to meet him I see stars at the friction. I wind my legs around him, as if trying to hold him in place not wanting to lose the pleasure of this particular spot. My hips thrusting, rising and falling on my own, and Damian groans. I just use him to grind deeply. He returns his lips to my nipples as I arch my back pressing him into me harder as I ground my hips looking for release.

Honk! Honk!

Both of us froze, but my hips had other plans, they continued to rise and fall. Damian releases my nipple but before he could say anything I practically whine "I'm right there Damian."

"Trust me, he can wait." he says without another word, and goes back to suckling my breasts greedily making me moan loudly and he ground his hips into me hitting the spot I need rubbed.

I lift my hips and drop them as quickly as I can, but it feels like it's just not enough. Damian reaches down, adjusting his cock so it's perfectly aligned along all the spots I need rubbed. I sigh in ecstasy as I find myself pressing so hard into it, it feels like he's going to rip through our pants and just take me.

"Damian I'm close." I tell him not wanting him to change anything, if anything he just went harder. Which is what I needed "Y-Y-Yes! Right there!"

I saw white as I thrust my hips up and felt the rush of my orgasm rush onto pants covering his member. Leaving my pants with this wet sticky feeling, that I know he must be feeling on his too.

"Crap, I'm so sorry." the front of his pants have a tint on his very apparent boner, "We can clean it-"

Hoonk! Hoonk!

Damian curses as his phone starts ringing in his pocket, and sees the name Demetrius pop up as he silences the ringer. "Shit I have to go."

He adjusts his pants so it's not as noticeable what we were doing, even though Damians thoughts naughtily want his brother to know that he's not friend zoned after weeks away from me since he apparently teased him about before coming here.

I grab my shirt and robe, not having time to change my pants, to walk him out. Mama could be heard snoring in her room, thankfully because this time I wasn't as cautious with my volume as if Papa was here.

He reached for my hand as we walked down the hallway toward the front door. He released my hand and went down a step when I quickly called out to him "Wait, Damian."

He turned to me for a moment confused but I leaned in and pressed a chaste kiss on his lips, looking at him as I pulled away. "Goodnight."

He smiled brightly at me, saying "Goodnight." before strolling to the car, as the driver opens the door for Damian in his approach.

Demetrius does a cheeky wave to me, as I know he saw our kiss. When Damian enters the car I hear Demetrius exclaim "You dog!" messing up his hair that Damian chuckled at, but he brushed him off.

The door closes, and I turn and go back to my room, changed out of my sticky clothes, into some pajamas. Then replay the night over in my mind.

Right when I was about to pass out my phone vibrated.

Damian: Go to the Halloween party with me.

That's a school function, that's a big step for us… We haven't really told anyone about us. I mean there were whispers after Becky's party and the amount of time we talk between class even when distant.

Anya: On one condition.

I sent him, smirking, evilly.