19 PM, Sarah Anderson and Erik, Backdoor.
Erik pushed the backdoor with only a hip-movement, holding it with his body so he could gently put me down."We're back." He said almost in a seductive whisper; it sent an involuntary shiver down my spine.
I instantly took off my high-heels, closing my eyes and letting a sigh of relief at the touch of, each foot sole, on the cold tiles. While stretching my toes a bit to send the soreness away, and getting lost in the nice sensation of liberty, Erik slowly entwined his fingers with mine, trying to catch my attention. I swirled in my feet, almost princess-like, ending up wrapped in his arms, once again. We looked at each other's eyes for a moment, letting everything sink in. Words couldn't possibly express what our eyes were saying. It is said: «your eyes speak the truth when everything else is a lie». They couldn't be more right. That was when I noticed something; slight dark spots underneath his beautiful amethyst eyes, giving them a horrible shade. Trembling, I rushed my thumb under his eyelids, now beyond what they call 'worried-sick'. Hasn't he been sleeping as well? How could I have not noticed it? Well... answering that... I've been a little bit occupied with my finals that I must have overlooked. "Erik..." I murmured his name.
Erik touched my cheek and smiled reassuringly. "Don't trouble your pretty head about it, princess. I just been up 3 nights in a row. It's nothing."
"Of course it is something..." I said, feeling helpless. "What have you been up to all those nights? What could possibly be worth those dark circles?"
"It's a surprise. I can't kiss and tell just yet, princess." He said with a large and teasing grin spread all over his lips.
"Yes, you can!" I yelled frustrated with the fact that he was hiding something as big as a surprise from me."Please tell me! I want to know so badly!"
Erik frowned his eyebrow. "How badly?" He asked, somehow trapping me against the wall next to the backdoor.
I gulped down, nervousness hitting me hard. "I-I..."
"Yes?" Erik leisurely started approaching his face and pushing himself on me.
I looked at his semi-opened lips lost in thought.
Erik grabbed me gently by the chin and lifted it; the space between our lips closing by the second. "Princess... how badly?" His tone said everything. It was a provocation. Erik was testing me to see how far I would be willing to go. So... How badly did I want to know? How far was I willing to go to find out what he was doing? What the surprise was...?
Feeling nothing more than temptation, my libido spoke before my decent-self could get the chance to. "Badly as the uncontrollable urge, I feel to french kiss you right now." What?! What did I just say?!
Erik chuckled; he knew very well how to pull my strings.
Unconsciously, I bit my lower lip; I let it slowly and seductively escape from my teeth grip, leaving behind a thin and rose mark.
"Are you trying to tease me, princess?" He asked in a slow voice.
"Is it working?" I asked. I did not avert my eyes from his lips, not for a slight moment. "Because, if it is, the answer is yes."
"It is." He confirmed.
Our lips brushed in one another for split second and I swear, I almost couldn't hold myself back. I gasped in anticipation. That was indeed a dangerous game we were playing.
"How much longer can you hold yourself back, princess?" He teased.
"D-Don't tease me unless you're going to please me..." I said. The way my voice exited my vocal cords, trembling and wavering, showed that I was in torment, trying to resist him as much as I could.
"Kiss me." He continued pursuing that path, even after I plead him not to. "What are you waiting for? Permission? I thought we were already beyond that."
"We-we are..." I replied without enough air inside my lungs.
"Then do it, I know you want it. I can sense in your breath."
I was in heat already. I needed urgently to cool off before we burned the whole house down so, I did the only thing I could remember. I turned my head and tried to recoil, to get away from that trap, that endless game but, somehow, somewhat, he always managed to make me stay.
"Stop." He commanded quietly and all the fibers in my body responded, doing as he said. "You are constantly making it hard for me to be on my best behavior when I'm near you."
"I-I was going to say the same thing..." I murmured embarrassedly. "B-But why teasing me like that?" I asked. "What's the catch for you...?"
Erik moved one of my messy hair strands and tugged it behind my ear. Immediately he bent over and whispered in my ear; his breath tickled, like the wings of the butterflies in my tummy, making me shiver. "I like teasing you because I love seeing how much you want me."
I felt an increasing pressure between my hips at his sudden statement; I squeezed and shut my legs together, almost opening a hole in my skirt from the stronghold I had applied on with my hand.
Erik chuckled amused at the view.
I saw an open window and went to kiss him but, Erik stopped me, middle way.
With a finger on top of my lips, he shushed me. "Uh-Uh~ Not now. You lost your timing princess. But, I'll give you a second chance."
"S-Second chance..?" I mumbled.
"Yes..." His seductive manners too often won over those whom his commanding eloquence failed to convince. "I want to hear you beg."
"My body is yours to take advantage of..." I said, allowing the foreplay to get the best of me. "However, you lost your timing too."
"Oh~ did I?"
"Y-Yes...!"
"Then, why do I feel like you don't mean it? I can sense a hint of hesitation in your voice."
"O-Of course I mean it!" I tried to sound sure but failed miserably. I could feel the perspiration under my arms, soaking darkly into my clothes, announcing my nervousness. I cleared my throat and continued. "But there is a way to correct that."
Erik's smirk grew higher. "Then tell me. I'm all ears." He slowly approached himself.
"You will have to tell me what the surprise is." That it was. All cards on the table. It was: take it or leave it.
Erik chuckled once again. "You're trouble indeed~"
"I'm serious!" I was going with it. "We are not going to hug, to kiss, to touch nor even to tease each other until you tell me what the surprise is. So, feel free to come by my room to talk." I smiled mischievously and left right away, didn't want to give him the chance to change my mind.
(...)
A week passed since that conversation of ours happened. Everything went by as I said. No hugging. No kissing. No touching. No teasing. No obnoxious flirting. No nothing. Only a change of words here and there: 'good morning', 'good afternoon' and 'good night'. I was totally freaking out. I know it was my idea, and that was totally on me. All I wanted was for him to come clean about the surprise he had in store and to whom he was preparing to, but I couldn't take it anymore. I was in my room at the moment, walking non-stop, from side-to-side of it, trying to figure out for myself if I was going to be able to continue not receiving any kind of affection from him. I've grown very much fond of his touch in the past months, I wasn't going to survive much longer like this. Well, I would have to survive for the sake of knowing.
A knock on the door caught my attention. "Sarah?" It was Damien.
"Yes?" I answered.
"Dinner's ready." He said.
"Coming!" I yelled, trying to sound excited and looking forward to it, but I wasn't. Erik was going to sit right next to me and he was going to do what he does better, following a lady's command. Always. Does. That. It's. Almost. Annoying. "Why?! Why does he have been so, so...! Ugh...!" I sighed in exasperation. I missed his touch... his kiss... his teasing... his obnoxious flirting... This wasn't going the way I planned. He wasn't going to give in, I'm sure. I sighed again and wondered: what was going to happen next to worsen the situation more?
"Hey, Sarah?"
Said and done. "Y-Yes?" I promptly responded. Fingers crossed that he didn't hear my thoughts. Well, I'm sure they have already noticed that something was up between us two.
"Can you call Erik on the way here? I have to help Mathew with the table." He said. "He's freaking out with so much to do."
"Can James help?"
"No. He's busy with the plating." Damien simply explained. "You know how he is... very perfectionist."
"I see... yes... of course... I'll do that for you... If you insist..." I replied. Damn you, Damien! Why was he doing this to me?! I was in such a delicate situation already!
"Thank you! You're a life savior, Sarah." He said.
"Don't mention it," I said ironically, experiencing all kinds of mixed feelings: anger, rage, frustration, embarrassment, fear, sorrow, sadness, regret...
"Then, off I go. See you both in a bit." After saying that, I heard him going away; down the stairs and, most likely to the kitchen. After his footsteps stopped, nothing more than silence made itself heard.
I sighed in defeat. "Well, better grab some comfortable clothes first before I go." So, real quick, I exchanged my school uniform I had on for one much more comfy; a t-shirt with blue and red stripes and a navy blue skirt. I left my room and went directly to Erik's.
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Now, it was face-to-face with his door that I started to tremble from my head to my toes, my chest felt tight and my breathing cracked with nervousness. "W-What's wrong with me? I-I-I'm just going to knock on his door and-and tell him that dinner is ready. No temptation or sexual tension involved in that task!" I tried to convince myself that there was nothing more to it. But, who was I kidding? I raised my hand and knocked lightly on the door. "Please be dressed... please be dressed... please be dressed..." I begged to all the wishing-stars that might cross the blue sky, that night. The door cracked open; my heart jumped at the sound but, almost died at the sight of him. I immediately covered my burning red face with my tiny and sweaty hands. He was at the door, leaning against the door jamb, naked with only a towel covering his intimate parts."Y-You're half-naked...!" I babbled embarrassed.
Erik chuckled in amusement. "Nothing you haven't seen. Why so flustered, then?"
"B-Because..." I tried but I couldn't think of a plausible and believable reason why I was feeling embarrassed with him being almost naked in front of me to cover up for my natural shyness. "I don't know! M-Maybe because I'm still getting used to seeing you like that and because we are in the middle of the hallway and-and you might accidentally drop th-he towel and someone could see us and get the wrong idea! I-I just came here to tell you that dinner is ready! Just that! D-Do I talk too fast?? I-I am talking too much?? I-I'm gonna stop now. H-Hey! You teased!"
Once more, Erik chuckled.
"W-What's so funny?" I asked, still with my eyes covered.
"Nothing, princess. I was just wondering..." He replied.
"Wondering? Wondering what?" Now I was confused, he didn't finish his sentence. What did he mean? WHAT? I'm not a psychic, just tell me already!
"Wondering why can't you be that forward with what troubles you."
I could sense the tension build-up in an instant, I had to change the subject. "I-I am forward! And what about you?! Why can't you be too?? Why didn't you told me what the surprise is already?!"
"Because it's a surprise and it's not the timing for me to spoil it out just yet," Erik said.
"Then when?!" I asked impatiently. He was being a pain in the ass right now. "You can't just expect that, after telling me you have a surprise, I will be quiet about it! I get curious about these kinds of stuff and I can hardly live with it! It consumes me at night--"
Interrupting my sentence, Erik grabbed me roughly by the wrist and pulled me inside, closing the door behind us. Once again, I was between the knife and the wall. Literally. His intent stare was making every fiber of my body tremble; I averted my gaze. His touch, although short and rough, remained on me, making a sentiment of longing get control of my body, mind, and soul. "Why do you have to be so impatient, princess?" Erik raised slightly my chin, forcing me to make eye contact with him."Do you want to spoil the surprise for yourself? Uh?" He asked, with a hint of feigned disappointment in his voice.
"No..." I murmured speechlessly. The surprise, it was for me? Hearing that he was planning something for me, made the light and the happiness return to my heart, illuminating my face with a huge, silly smile.
"You silly." Erik brushed my lower lip with his thumb, letting the nostalgia hit him right in the spot. "I wish I was kissing you instead of missing you."
"You still can..." I said shyly. "But it will cost you..."
"Now you charge for kisses~?" Erik teased.
"O-Of course not..." I babbled. "My lips are only yours..."
"Then, what? What are you saying, princess? Please don't let me fall into the depths of anticipation~"
"J-Just saying... you tell me what the surprise is and I'm all yours again..."
"Just like that?" He asked.
"Just like that. Pinky-swear." and, made the gesture.
Erik shook his head while a soft chuckle exited his lips, showing that I was entertaining him; he entwined his pinky-finger with mine."Well, anything my princess asks. But, I will have something in return too..."