Linctavia Appreciation Week – Day 6: Colors
Octavia frowns as she looks down into the deep blue mixture in the mug. It has swirls of green, and she can detect a few bits of herbs and flowers in it. Lifting it up to her nose, she finds the smell pleasant. Her eyes raise to meet Lincoln's.
He had offered it to her the moment she entered the cave.
"What is it for?" she asks and takes an experimental sip. It sweeter than she expects, but it isn't unpleasant.
"To prevent you from getting pregnant," he says simply. He holds her gaze, even though she wants to turn away in embarrassment. He smiles when he sees the heat rise in her cheeks.
"I wasn't sure if you had any methods from the Sky People, so I figured this was a safe bet," he adds, and she feels herself smiling.
It's a thoughtful gesture. They're still so new, and neither one of them are prepared for a baby. She hasn't even seen one before.
"I don't have any. I was locked away, and they told me that they would decide on it once I was reviewed at eighteen. Why waste an implant on someone they could possibly float?" she says. He immediately reaches for her and cups her cheeks, the drink between them forgotten.
"They were fools for locking you away. You are something special, especially to me." The sincerity in his voice makes her want to cry and kiss him. She goes with the latter.
She has to stand up on her toes to reach his lips, but he leans down to meet her. It's a soft and chaste kiss, but it feels like so much more.
Lincoln isn't a man of words. His actions have always been his mode of communication. So when he plants kisses on her cheeks and forehead, she sighs in content. He makes her feel wanted, like she's not a burden but a choice. She can tell that he never regrets any decision he makes regarding her, and for once she's okay with that.
She knows she's selfish, but she's happy to have one person that's just for her. She almost wants to say he loves her, but it's too soon for that. Or that's what she keeps telling herself.
Her lips part slightly, and he deepens the kiss. His tongue caresses hers as his hands rub small circles on her hips. The exposed skin there only heightens the sensation, and she longs desperately to feel those warm hands elsewhere. Her free hand goes underneath his shirt, feeling the hard muscles of his chest.
He removes her hand and ends the kiss, while she whines in frustration. He brings up her hand that holds the mug and kisses it.
"Drink," he commands, his voice deep and husky. She can see the darkness in his eyes. He wants this too.
She looks down at the concoction briefly. The little blue and green swirls seem prettier to her now, and she craves the sweet taste. Lifting it to her lips, she downs it in seconds.
She swipes the drops from her lips and makes eye contact with Lincoln while sucking the droplets off. Then she drops the mug to the floor and hooks her hands through his belt loops.
Lincoln presses his forehead against her. "You need to drink it every day for atleast a week before we can take this further."
Her nails dig slightly into his skin, but he does not wince. The irritation in her eyes only amuses him.
"A week? That's how long I have to wait? Lincoln, I-"
He takes her hand again and kisses the inside of her wrist. "There are plenty other things we can do until then, but in the meantime, don't forget to drink it at the same time each day." A small satchel is pressed into her hands.
"Three small pinches with a cup of water should do it. You're on the smaller side, so you don't need much." She ignores that last bit and puts the satchel in her pocket.
Octavia looks up at him and wraps her arms around his neck. His beautiful dark skin looks radiant in the orange light given off by the fire. His eyes flash from brown to gold, and she finds it endearing. It reminds her of how he can from soft to hard in an instant. Lover to warrior.
She trails her hands down his chest and lifts his shirt over her head. "Lincoln?"
"Yes, Octavia."
"Show me what else we can do. I want you." His lips are nearly against hers now.
"With pleasure," his deep voice rumbles.