Situations

This was getting difficult. It seemed that only yesterday that she was going to the market and I was watched her making sure know one was following or would take advantage of her. Since she came to the STN-J she had been trouble for him. Everything about her was so foreign to him, he had seen people happy and elated before, but not like her… I guess I felt things for her before I even knew it myself. Yet I have to keep my distance… make sure that I am the same no different… how can I? When she gets close my heart rate quickens and my mind begins to cloud. She has grown up and she deserves everything her heart desires. If that happens to be me… then I have to make sure that I make myself clear that we CAN NOT divulge into anything… even if it kills me slowly… every day I hate …

They had not left the cottage in weeks for Robin it felt like months. It was a beautiful cottage that Amon had inherited by his late Mother. Robin had grown fond of it, but at the same time loathed it. They had no reason to leave there was food to last them for months at a time and they had to stay hidden for a long time.

All day she would wonder around the woods, gathering herbs and helping Amon with his craft. She was bored until the day she found the key.

It just happened that Amon was resting in his bedroom and she was dusting out some of the un-used rooms. In one of the doors she came across a brass key tied to a pink ribbon. She had kept the key I her pocket until one day she found a door just beneath the cellar. The room turned out to be a library. It was old and dusty and reeked of mould, but it only took a few short days to clean it up to the best of her abilities. It was not a large room but just right. Robin shined the wood and polished the floors and brought the sparkle back in to the room.

Amon had wondered where Robin disappeared to sometimes. She would leave at hours at a time and would just reappear in the most peculiar of times and places.

"Robin, where do you go?" he asked one day desperate for something to do.

"I…What do you mean Amon?" answering his question with another question. Amon had realized she did not want to inform him about her secret, so like any curious man he decided to do a little of investigation work about it himself.

"It doesn't matter anymore, I think it's time for us to be getting to sleep now" Amon said in his expressionless tone. Robin wasn't even tired, but she nodded and went to her room.

By 10 the cottage was silent. Robin obviously not tired she thought it was ridiculous to stay in her room, she quietly went down to the library and picked up one of her favorite books and began to read.

"So this is where you hide" Amon said in a monotone voice. He saw Robin jump out of her skin …. When did he… How did he… Why was he...? So many questions came into her head. Amon walked in to the room. Robin felt the room shrink when the large man walked into the room.

"Amon...I" that was all she could say dumbfounded on how she did not hear him.

"I guess I should explain" Robin said after a few minutes of silence.

Amon just nodded and took a seat next to her. Robin was aware of the close proximity of her and her protector. Amon looked at Robin, he felt uncomfortable in the cramped and he knew Robin felt it to. Oddly he liked the feeling of her so close.

The lights were dimmed giving the room and intimate feeling. The air was thick and Robin found it harder to breathe. With Amon less that a few feet away from her, Robin's heart rate speed up. This isn't supposed to be happening I was raised not to feel this way, I show respect to Amon he is my guardian, why am I feeling... attracted to him...so...aroused? Oh God above help me, for I do not trust myself especially with him.

"I'm listening" Amon said getting very impatient wanting to get out of this room before he lost all control.

"I... was cl-cleaning on d-day..." Since when did talking become such a hard task?

"Then I found this k-key" Robin said showing the key to Amon. He took the key out of her and to inspect it. There hands brushed ever so slightly. Robin sat with her eyes facing the floor, not trusting herself to look up at Amon.

Robin felt finger tips on her chin, slowly lifting her head, gentle hands caressing the bottom of her chin. Now she was facing her demon, dark eyes staring at her causing havoc with her heart and mind.

"Why can you not look at me Robin?" ... her mind was blank not a thought came to her head.

He moved closer

"Why sneak off, to this place where you know I couldn't find you" she didn't know what to say, so she said nothing at all.

To close

"I thought you said you trusted me" Amon said in a low whisper that was only meant for Robin to here and to feel.

Close

"It's not you I don't trust Amon, It is I that I trust not" Robin said in her last effort to stop him, but what ever he was doing she was doing it to.

Words were the last thing on Amon's mind as he let himself slip into the abyss of her scent, the texture of her hair, the feeling if her skin.

It had gone on to long. Hiding these feelings from each other, only doing more harm then good. They thought that they were protecting each other when they were only stopping there hearts from finding true happiness. They were blind to all feelings and in truth blind to what was seeping into there lonely hearts. Together they were unstoppable but, when it came to just one on one they were two cold feeling beings trapped in there own self-pity to realize they were killing them selves. To far gone to realize that they were slipping, that sooner or later those feelings would bubble over and burn them both. The burn is what the needed the heat of passion, the warmth of mutual belonging. They needed to let go and stop being less conscience and more confident.

So they did.

Amon let his hands slide through her hair enjoying the cool feeling of the silk. The back of her neck leading to the confining t-shirt she wore. Robins hand trailed his black sleeping shirt, feeling the well defined muscles. Amon had an enough of this.

And gave Robin a slow and chase kiss. Amon nibbled on her bottom lip causing her to open her mouth. He took the opportunity to show her a proper kiss, her first kiss the one Robin will remember for years to come.

So, he slip his tongue into her mouth, tickling her tongue, showing her, probing her, wanting her to return his kiss. She did in a slow torturous motion sliding her tongue into his and caressing the top of his mouth. Amon deepened the kiss and complied wanting to dive further into the depth of his soul leaving not one millimeter untouched.

These feeling were new to her but felt like a dream she had that occurred every night so much that you know every detail of it by heart. The kiss was mind-blowing a whole new wave of feeling submerged her in a sea of utter bliss. Was it this that she was missing in her life, as Amon's tongue slowly took away any coherent thought Robin had.

They needed this ... they needed each other.

Amon hands moved to her waist squeezing her making her gasp in his mouth. Amon stopped his attention to her mouth only to relocate to her neck. Robin's heart was beating fast so fast she thought she would misplace control. She felt Amon's tongue licking the crook of her neck; he stopped and nibbled her soft skin and soothing the irritated flesh with his tongue.

Robin closed her eyes making the feeling more intense, feeling him touch her soul and massaging it every so slowly driving her insane with pleasure.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

Amon heard heavy knocks at the door. DAMN, I'm gonna regret this... Got up and looked Robin wide eyed and confused, she smelled more intoxicating then before. Now that I've tasted the forbidden fruit, do I want to find out more of its secrets? Amon asked himself.

Amon helped Robin out of the chair. Amon went up the stair with Robin close behind I wish she was closer he thought.

Another knock came from the door. Amon gun in hand and Robin still shaken up but prepared with her glasses, he unlocked the door and opened it leisurely.

"Took you long enough, it's not polite to keep guest waiting you know" the man said with a smile on his face.

One day I'm going to kill him, it was him that got them into this, it was him that they were here, it was him that stooped him from doing what he was doing with Robin ... It was his entire fault they were in this stupid situation.

I swear I'm going to kill him. Amon contemplated as he gritted his teeth and staring with utter hatred to his "guest".

A/N: yes i know that it has been a long time since i've updated, but life is life and things come up. so people empathize with me. R & R and THANK YOU to all the kind folks that have reviewed up to chapter 3. You are all much appreciated props to you and anyone else that reviews : D hope you enjoy chapter 4