Due to popular demands.
please.
put up with my giddiness :)
IT'S BEEN A FEW YEARS OKAY? i skip age in here. she's like... 14 ish here. next chapter might be different :)
SPOV.
I opened my eyes. Bright sunlight penetrated through the thin white curtains that flap rhythmicly to the wind.
I turned to see the aro smiling at me. he was perfect. too perfect. his smile was too weird.
I whimpered slightly before smiling back. " Good morning sir," I greeted politely. " How was your sleep? I hope i was not too noisy..." I drawled into a yawn.
" Nope, perfect. I slept.. like the dead! of course. you? was my mattress accomodating to the little princess?" He asked smoothly.
" Good, your mattress.. was actually really comfy, no wonder you slept like the dead." I smiled sleepily. I moved in closer to him to hold his cold body.
"Oh.. you're really cold.. did i hog the blankets? I'm really sorry..." I trailed off, before reaching forward to place a light kiss on his cheek. It felt so wrong, it had never felt wrong before. I kissed everyone, my parents.. my siblings... why does it feel so wrong to kiss him like this? I felt... shy.
He froze up, and then melted slowly into a smile. I tilted my head to gauge his reaction.
Slowly, he supports my neck and places his forehead on mine. Looking me straight in the eye, he says," you know you can tell me anything. I'll be right here to listen to anything you want to say, because i already love you. before you were born. I already searched for you. and now i found you. you will stay here, and i will keep you safe." and oddly enough, i believed him.
Slowly, he leans in, husshing me softly, and places his lips over my pink small ones. The suction was so... enticing it made me cling onto him tighter.
He smiles and pulls away from me.
" Stay right her, my little princess. I'll get your breakfast."
He strutted out of the room and down the stairs, I heard Didyme's shrill happy voice exclaim something, and then the sound of porcelain plaints clanging. Then Aro reappeared in the room from no where.
I squeaked noticing his speed. " Sorrry.. " he apologised, " I feel so easy around you, i feel like I can be me around you." he says, handing me a plate of perfectly scrambled eggs, some hard bread, some fruits, a slab of perfectly honey glazed ham, thick and rich, spices plate, and a glass of juice. I wondered how he cooked so fast.
He places a hard piece of board on the bed to act as a table before laying everything down.
" I hope you enjoy the humble meal i prepared, I wish i could prepare better.." he says, i almost saw him blush. I gasped." This is perfect! more than a house guest deserves! thank you so much.. i really.. don't.. deserve any of your kindness.." I reassured him.
Moving on my knees closer to the feast he prepared, I placed a kiss over his nose as a token of appreciation. He smiles as usual, watching me stuff my food down and offering his hankerchief when i had stains. I blushed. I never felt so hungry before.
I wondered where all this food comes from with all the famine and strife within the city.
" Aro, what do you do?" I asked.
" I'm sorry, what?" he replied puzzled and moving closer to me on the bed.
I placed a piece of egg in my mouth and chewed slowly. " Occupation.. you know. like.. my dad was in the senate.. and my mom sews.. what do you do?" I clarified.
He cleared his throat.
" I... run a sort of.. mafia." He says humorously, like someone would joke.
" Come on, be serious." I said.
" I really run a mafia! really! " He says incredulously. Oh? so. he's a MOB BOSS?
" Really ?you don't look like a mob boss." I challenged. " you're too happy." I said.
I heard Caius stiffle a laugh as he walked pass, hearing me.
" What.. so. mob bosses can't be happy?" he challenged back. patting my hair slowly and occassionally placing a kiss on my scalp.
" no, mob bosses get joy from hurting others right? you're alwaysssss happy. it disqualifies you." i said, gulping down my juice.
He chuckles. " how do you know that? are you a mob boss?"
I whimpered. he had beat me in my own game. I was secretly embarassed. He must have taken joy from me being in a difficult situation.
I felt my cheeks heat up.
" You look so pretty when you blush, my little princess." he says, caressing my cheek with his cold hand. I placed my small hands above his, pressing it to my cheek.
" Why do you call me that?" I asked, feeling the tingly sensation of coolness on heat.
" Because you are, my little princess. I promise someday you will be promoted to my queen, and my goddess." he adds, clearing my plate and placing it on the floor before olding me on the bed once more.
We lay down slowly.
" You really are part of the mafia huh?" i said solemnly.
" so what's your thing? smuggling... bandits... child kidnapping...?" i asked humourously.
He turns and looks at me. " yes, well i only have an eye for special ones.. like you, and then i kidnap them.. and then i smile at them alot and serve them breakfast." he jokes again, not taking me seriously.
I harumphed. " RIGHHHHT!" i giggled sarcastically.
" no be serious. what's your thing?" i said firmly this time.
" I kill people... sometimes i loot.. i steal... i lie... i cheat... i drain them dry and destroy their remains... that kind of thing.." he says calmly as if describing something normal.
" Oh, i see" i replied just as normally.
" I'm... supposed to fear oyu but i don't.." i say again, holding his hand.
" Something must be wrong with you then," he jokes again, " Ahhhh, just like me! let's be abnormal together!" he smiles warmly, holding me into him tightly and placing rough kisses all over my face. I giggled.
" I don't doubt that you lie and cheat and kill actually..." i say.
" I know, but you have nothing to worry about. like i said. you're going to be promoted to my queen. i intend to keep you for a very long time." he says.
I smiled and closed my eyes before experimentally pressing my lips against his. slowly. He returns it.
"Aro..?" i asked.
He sighs and places another kiss upon my lips.
" you're..so must have a beautiful wife before right? I bet they all throw themselves all over you." I guessed. If he was taken before i would be hugely upset. I was in the age for marriage, so i was wondering...
He sighs. " yes, that was a long long time ago. she died."
"Oh, i'm sorry... but.. how'd she die?"i asked.
" Oh. i killed her." he stated like it was a normal thing and flahed me a bright smile.
I smiled back." right." i said.
" I do intend to marry a beautiful girl." he says smiling back at me before staring dreamily into space.
So.. i was just a little girl to him all along? i felt so sad inside, i clutched onto his hand as if to tell him never to leave my side.
He turns as soon as i had the thought of sadness, staring deep into my eyes he holds me even closer and presses a gentle kiss over my neck.
" you." he said. trailing his lips over my neck slowly, his hand wander to the apex of my legs. " Oh.." i moaned, my eyes shutting and I grinded against him.
His lips never stopped moving against my skin as his finger works slowly on my nub, pressing it in circles slowly.
I moan again. He removes his hands from my body.
Smiling, he places it in his mouth before moaning like it's the best thing he's ever tasted.
" that was a free preview to how our wedding night would be. trust me. you'd want an experience man in bed, not someone who would use you and dump you. Annnd you should want someone experienced because then we wouldn't send so much time xperimenting and i'd just know exactly how to please you!" he says. he was always sooo... optimistic.. it made me smile.
"Was that a proposal?" i said slyly.
" nope, just.. a free preview." he says, beaming with his brilliant smile.
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ARO! DON'T BLUEBALL US LIKE THAT! awwwwwwww.
so. it might sound unmatching cus i wrote it with 5 year old pici in mind.. then i found it slightly disturbing so i resorted to turn it into someone older.. at least a teen like.. developed enough :)
written with inspiration from olivia aka silentsuicide. :)
for ya.
yep ^^
and written for my special one, as always, although you're not here now, but it's kinda for you-ish :)