V
Digging my arm further under Butch’s torso, curling my hand against his chest and drawling him back to me even more then he already was. My leg made its way over top of his and my other arm came up to lie on his hip. I hadn’t slept more than 2 hours in total, my mind had been drilling from one end to the other but I didn’t need the sleep, I did need this, what I had next to me. Once again in as many damn times that I lost count, my fingers walked over the names that were burned into my mates flesh. I didn’t need to see each name to know what they spelled out; I had already ingrained them in my head the moment I read the book with each one neatly scrawled in the ancient writing. My eyes closed tighter and I had to shove the savage urge to cross over and go toe to toe with mother dearest, but this I needed to plan and trace out with extreme detail and a fuck load of control. Shaking my head I seen both my supposed paternal fuck ups, and In a flash I was back at the Bloodletter camp, the hands of warriors holding me down and the constant feel of the cursed letters being etched etched into my body. Growling out when the image switched over in my head and I saw Butch laying there while against his control the same thing was being done to him. ”Fuck” Dropping my forehead down some against the back of Butch’s shoulder, I inhaled slowly and breathed in my mate’s scent, which always had that way to chill me from the inside out. Feeling a little more relaxed my lids loosened up but I I didn’t lessen my hold any on the male in front me and I sure as fuck wasn’t surprised to smell my bonding scent filling the air. “Mine”
Butch
-My eyes flutter open when I catch the overwhelming smell of V’s bonding scent. A slow grin forms and I roll over to bury my face in his chest. I inhale deeply and let aroma wash over me. Squeezing my arms down tightly and snaking my fingers into his hair. It was like the best gift ever to have him still want me here with him like this. To say that I was terrified of his reaction was putting it mildly. As well as I knew my Hellren, there were still moments like this when he surprised the shit out of me. I expected rejection or disgust and from him I wouldn’t have been able to stand it. It wasn’t just a pretty thing to say that we were two halves of a whole. I’d always considered myself an independent type but I realized how lost I was without him. Jack shit was dragging me out of this bed at the moment even if I was awake. I just closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling.-
V
Falls back on the black leather couch in the pit with remote in hand.
Butch
You might wanna turn the volume down before you crank that bad boy on -laughs & digs through the fridge for something edible-
V
Nods “Good point, see you was getting touchy feeling with the equip today” Flips off the sounds and kicks my feet up “Feed me”
Butch
-glancing at the contents of the fridge and wrinkling my nose- You want my specialty, microwave dinner? Or left over pizza?
V
Turns on Futurama and speaks over the back of the couch “No Betty Crocker moment, well fuck I guess that or that’ll do”
Butch
Clearly you have not been exposed to the extent of my knowledge of the kitchen. It consists of hitting the button on the microwave or coffee pot and tossing left over Taco Bell in the fridge. -laughs and pulls out what’s left of the pizza-
V
“Then bring on the cold or hot left overs, I sure as fuck ain’t dragging ass to the manse, I’m up in my head deep” Raises up and peels off my socks before plumping the pillow behind my head. “What’s the chance of a drink with that?”
Butch
-I turned to look at you, furrowing my brow- Care to talk about it? -Knowing you weren’t one to do that but taking a shot anyway. I gave up even bothering to warm the pizza up and set two glasses on top of the box. Tucking Goose under one arm and Lag under the other before picking up the box and walking slowly back to the living area. I manage to set the box down and have to throw my arms backward to catch the alcohol before sitting down and pouring you a drink. Handing it over-
V
Sliding up on the couch, watching Butch do the juggling act with hands and arms full.”Cop has mad skillz” Chuckling I take the glass from Butch and give a side ways glance.”I’ll talk but no wigging on me and know that my minds made up but you have a right to know whats going down” Flipping the box lid open and grabbing up a cold piece of pizza, folding it in half and shoving half in my mouth. All kinds of groans and moans making it’s way out of pleasure with a full mouth.
Butch
-I sat down on the edge of the couch and poured myself a drink. Watching the amber liquid as I swirled it around in the glass. I wasn’t a complete dumb ass I could guess what was going on in your head but I didn’t feel the same sense of urgency to do shit about it. As far as I was concerned, we had taken our shit and now was time to lick the wounds. But then again I didn’t have a dying need to face off with head bitch again. I knew when I didn’t stand a snowball’s chance in hell. I glanced at you from the corner of my eye and took a long swig of my drink.- You know we are in this shit together.
V
Wiping my mouth with the back of my hand, I look over at Butch and nod.”Yeah I know, which is the why of me telling you.” Drinking down the full contents of my glass and grabbing the bottle up and doing a refill. keeping my gaze stayed on the glass, I knew if I looked up I wouldn’t hide the fucked up mixture of emotions swirling around in them. “I haft to do this, not just a want.” Shrugging and throwing back some more of the smooth drink.
Butch
-The pit of my stomach twisted in a knot and I suddenly lost my appetite. I absently wondered if you would even have told me anything if I hadn’t asked. I poured another drink but just stared at it. My hands fidgeted and I reached into my pocket to pull out a smoke. Mumbling after a long exhale.- I can’t fucking stand the thought of anything happening to you. And we are 0 for 2 now in case you weren’t keeping score. -My damn leg even started twitching and I pushed my elbow down on it-
V
Stealing a look at Butch “Have some faith in me Butch, after last time, there’s no way in hell I wouldn’t have told you” Scooting my ass back on the couch, I breathed in the smoke that wafted in the air from Butch lighting up. My chest raised up high as I sucked back in the instant growl that came up at the thought of her getting over on us.”I’ll give you that she’s fucked with us but end game is, were still here together, and mated despite the shit she threw at us.” Sitting my glass down on the table, I lay my now free hand on the back of Butch’s neck, pressing my thumb in rubbing in a slight rhythmic motion. “We fight, it’s what we do and who we are, put this shit in your head like that Nallum” My jaw muscles worked over time as I tried to make it all sound more convincing then what I felt.
Butch
-My forehead wrinkled up even more. I liked the connection we had, don’t get me wrong, but…- I like to keep some things to myself. -My head fell forward at the touch of your hand and that damn thumb. As tense as I was there was no denying the soothing sensation. I shrugged you off and scooted further away.- Stop dancing around this shit and just tell it to me straight so I can start worrying properly. -Downing the contents of my glass in one frustrated gulp.-
V
Letting my hand fall to the couch when you shrug me off and shit. “Sometimes I can’t stop hearing the things up in that head of yours” Shrugging I sit up straighter and grab my discarded half empty glass. I thought about bullshitting my way around this or hell maybe even just ending the subject here, but I knew that was fucked up and I would probably end up on the damn couch. So draining the rest of the Goose, I swallowed it slowly but once done I plowed on. “I’ll request a meeting, go, lay it out straight, keep my head in check and tell her to get a life” Sitting the glass down, I pick up the bottle instead and cocked that fucker back some before continuing on. “I wasn’t going to do any of this without talking to you first, I meant that shit but this dealing was inevitable, she made it that way when she marked you up” Turning my clear as water crystal eyes to you “You feel me on this?”
Butch
-I put out my cigarette and stood up suddenly, pacing across the floor. I found it near impossible to sit still. Something in me wanted to leap across the room and grab you by the throat to demand what the hell you were thinking. My hands rubbed down the sides of my legs and I could feel the scars underneath the fabric. When I realized what I was doing I quickly stopped and balled my fists up.- She thinks it’s your destiny to be Primale. -I stopped to look at you. The mere thought of you banging some forty odd chicks pissed me right the hell off. I could smell my bonding scent reacting to the idea. I clenched my teeth, rolled my shoulders and continued pacing.- She was down right irate about the fact that we carved names. -Motioning to the back of my shoulders with a finger. I stopped my endless track and sat down once more resting a hand on your knee.- What the hell are you going to say to her to convince her otherwise? -Various images of further torment ran through my head. The possibilities were downright mind boggling. I dropped my head and squeezed your leg tightly as if that would somehow keep you with me.-
V
Leaning back up on the couch,I braced my elbows on my knees and dropped my forehead in my palms; I knew no amount of words or shit would make this whole damn screwed up mess any easier but fuck I had to try. I almost chuckled when I realized what I just thought, try and make someone see what I was thinking, fuck I never gave a damn if people got me but now, you, yeah I gave way more then just a damn. Pulling my head back up, I watched as you paced and fidgeted in true Cop style, I knew that mind of yours was twisting in some major ways and spinning in all kinds of direction, but I made damn sure not to intrude into your head, last thing I needed to do was add more shit on top of shit, which was a specialty of mine. Taking a deep breath I inhaled the rich essence of your bonding scent and I fuck if that didn’t have the corner of my lips itching to go upwards, fuck not to mention the fact that the scent was like an instant damn aphrodisiac for me. Pushing and shoving that stuff way the fuck back in my head, I leveled bright clear diamond orbs on you and spoke as calm as one of your priests. “I will no more be the primale for our race then you will go to being a human man again and as for her being Irate over our mating, well she can fuck a splintered wooden broom up her ass for all I give a fuck.” I felt my shoulders ease down some when you finally set your pacing ass down and I laid my hand on top of yours that came to gripping my leg. “The truth is what I will say,no jumping around it but this time I will approach shit the way she expects those of her race to come to her, then I will go from there and come back here and take my male, cause I sure as fuck will need to be cleansed after being on the other side. “I tried to go with lightening shit up, hell my own mind was splitting in half, the bonded male in me wanted to have a go at her, inflict damage and pain and see her wallow in agonizing pain, then common sense and facts was warring on the other side, I just knew this was one stint I had to see through to the end or she’d forever be a black shadow over us.
Butch
-I lifted my other hand to cup your chin, brushing my thumb over your cheek.- I feel so goddamn useless. The last time I felt this powerless to save someone I loved I lost my sister. -My fingers moved to the back of your neck and I pulled you closer to rest my head on your shoulder.- I know as well as you do that someone needs to talk to her. Let’s just say that every instinct in me is screaming ‘hell no’. I may not know as much as any of you about this vampire shit but I’ve always trusted my instincts. -It almost felt like I was saying goodbye and it formed up a huge lump in my throat that I couldn’t swallow no matter how hard I tried. We had come through all types of hell together and I knew it didn’t mean a damn thing to the Scribe Virgin.- I love you, Vishous. No matter what fucking happens just remember that.
V
Shaking my head slightly, not wanting to lose the simple touch of Butch’s hand on my chin.”Useless is one thing you could never be. Unless your playing blind and stupid. I derive strength from you, feel me and like you said, we’re in this together” reaching up with my leather clad hand and wrapping my fingers around Butch’s wrist. I turn my head some and kiss the open palm. Keeping my gaze locked on Butch’s hazel eyes, that I reveled in getting lost in.”We’ll come out like I said together on the other side of this.” Laying my hand flat against the palm I kissed and interlocked my fingers between yours, squeezing tightly.” I’d forget my name and boxer size before I’d forget your love” A small grin slides into place on my lips. “If I wore boxers that is”
Butch
-I shifted my weight to climb into your lap. I didn’t care how stupid it looked, I needed to be closer to you right now. Any other time and this would have been a sexual thing but right now it was just the connection. I draped my arm across the back of your shoulder and just sat there with my head tucked against you inhaling your scent like I was locking it away in some secret corner of my mind. The past few days had literally drained me and I didn’t want to dwell on shit anymore.- I’ve always placed my faith in you, nallum. That isn’t going to change any time soon. Doesn’t keep me from worrying like a nervous nelly. -Barking out a laugh-
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