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Word Count: 322
A Kiss for Shelter
No Means…
Breath she had been holding rushed out of her as she gripped her yukata tight, "I- I did not expect you! It was- so-so late and I thought you- weren't coming- for our lessons."
"I am here now." He purred and there was a gleam in his eyes that further spread the heat in her face.
Without consideration for her frantically beating heart he stepped toward her his hand hovering near the hair at her temple.
She flinched away, turning her cheek to him in refusal.
"You should not so thoughtlessly touch me, my lord."
"Thoughtlessly?" He echoed, a hint of affront to his tone. Byakuya slowly withdrew his hand and it became a fist at his side.
"Yes. Your actions might be misconstrued." She insisted, the haze finally starting to clear from her mind.
He lifted a brow at this.
"I am a guest in your house, nothing more." Her eyes held little trace of light as she looked at him.
His eyes narrowed briefly at the challenge, "You feel so entitled?"
She was quick to retort, "It is you that feels entitled- to some claim you think you have due to the circumstances! Have I mistaken something- do I owe you something for your kindness?"
"Owe me," He scoffed, chin lifting haughtily, "No. You have only to heed me." Was he ever this forthcoming in his responses- this candid? She did have a way of forcing him to show his displeasure in a myriad of ways- ways that he would not normally. He had the distinct urge to growl.
It was then he realized she had grown utterly silent and he very nearly frowned.
"Heed you," She spoke softly, a look on her face he was not sure he liked as he could not fathom it. "What is it you would have of me? Have I… Have I not been clear that I am here for the child's sake alone?"