"Silly," I rolled my eyes.
Me: Morning, darling.
Me: Can I help with anything?
Agatta: I wanted to chose an hour to train with you.
Agatta: You can pick.
"I'll be watching. I'm jealous, you have to let me watch."
His words made me burst out laughing, "Oh yeah?"
Oliver groaned, "Teaching Felix is different, he's gay, dates one of my Circle kids, another kid I know a lot, and he's your cousin. Kind of. While Agatta clearly has a crush on you, and you think she's hot."
"I mean, she is hot. But no one is hotter than you, Oli!"
He beamed, "Of course, not. But still."
Me: 1 pm, is good for you, darling?
Me: It's lunch time, but if it's okay with you, it'll be good.
Agatta: Of course!
Agatta: My time is totally free for you.
Agatta: I mean, for your training.
"This girl has no love for her life," Oliver growled.
Me: Great.
Me: What are you doing in an hour?
Me: Want to see me kicking a dragon, vampire, and a hawk?
"Babe! Are you calling her too? She isn't even in our teams, come on. Why are you calling her? She's top 26," he's so jealous.
"Oliver, again, I am yours. No need to feel insecure!"
He gasped, "It's not insecurity. I just don't like to see it. I mean, all because I want your full attention on me. Though I know it's harmless flirt, I can't help it."
Sigh, "You will be there. No need to worry."
"I'll get you to make sure everyone knows you're mine."
I rolled my eyes, "I'll train with one of your shirts under my corset, what do you think? Feels better? More secure, dear drag queen?"
He scoffed, "Not that again. And yes. I feel better."
Giggling, I rolled my eyes, "You better keep my earring on!"
"Now, who's jealous?"
"Let's be even. You want to mark me, I'll mark you too. As if what we did yesterday, being together like that in front of everyone, wasn't all it needed to make sure they understood we are together, we are dating, and we are not letting any other kid in the middle!"
Thankfully, my words seemed to reassure him, "My shirt then."
Agatta: I will love it.
Agatta: Is it the threesome?
Agatta: Felix, Igor, and Henrihk?
Me: Yeah.
Agatta: *burst with laughter gif*
Agatta: I'll be your cheerleader, honey.
"Honey?" Oliver gasped. "I'm going to kill this bloody panther."
I laughed so much that my body shook. "Aye, Oli, you're funny."
"I am being very bloody serious right now, beautiful!"
Me: It's in the training arena of the north wing.
Me: Dress in green and black, darling. These are my colors.
Agatta: *grinning emoji*
Agatta: I thought it was ruby red.
"She's asking for it, Hel! She. Is. Asking. For. It."
Me: That's my boyfriend's.
Me: Though it's my second favorite color.
Me: But emerald green is my kind's color *winking emoji*
Pushing my phone aside, I turned around to Oliver who was still frowning and with ruby eyes, then I straddle his lap and made him hold on in my waist, "See? I made sure she understood in a swiftly way. You don't need to be like this, Oli. How many times will I have to tell you that I am yours? That I may flirt with them, but I want nobody else? That you are the one that I want? That you fits my type like no one could?"
"Yeah? You aren't vocal enough," he grinned. "Feels good."
"Knows what feels even better?" I licked my lips, bringing my hand down to his erection and grabbing it inside his shorts, which made him gasp with desire. "The fact that we have one hour before I beat them up!"
His breath became unsteady, "Make it three!" Then he faded and in a second I was under him, as he caged me with his big body. Shorts gone, and cock pulsing on his hand, the fat head smeared with that delicious pre cum again. "Lift your hips and push this panty aside, Hel. Let me get into this tight hungry pussy of yours again, I'm on my edge, babe."
Gasping, I spread my time magic around us and I did what he told me, and in a second he was balls deep inside me, fangs on my neck, and I found myself too far gone.
✵ 𖣔 ✵
Mercy by Shawn Mendes is playing.
And Oliver is dancing around his dorm, shirtless, and singing over bottle of deodorant in his hands as if it's a microphone. And he sings well.
I mean, how is this bastard real? And why am I so lucky?
When it was getting to the best part of it, he came to me, and I sang with him, because what else am I supposed to do? If you can't stop the crazy, join yourself with them; it's what mom used to tell me.
"Consuming all the air inside my lungs. Ripping all the skin from off my bones. I'm prepared to sacrifice my life. I would gladly do it twice. Consuming all the air inside my lungs. Ripping all the skin from off my bones. I'm prepared to sacrifice my life. I would gladly do it twice.
Oh, please have mercy on me. Take it easy on my heart. Even though you don't mean to hurt me. You keep tearing me apart. Would you please have mercy on me? I'm a puppet on your string. And even though you got good intentions. I need you to set me free.
I'm begging you for mercy, mercy. I'm begging you, begging you, please, baby. I'm begging you for mercy, mercy. Ooh, I'm begging you, I'm begging you, yeah."
He caught me by my waist as I'm only using his shirt and my gold, sapphire, and turquoise corset, plus the panties, and made me enlace my legs around his waist. "You sing so well," he grinned. "I had no idea."
"Same for you. I'm wondering what you can't do now, because you have been full of surprises, uh?" I bit his ear softly, "And was that song some kind of message for me?" I chuckled. "I felt called out."
"Means you're self-aware," he grinned and kissed my neck.
"No one would believe the scariest kids in Belladonna are dancing around in the dorm, half-naked, dancing and singing to Shawn Mendes," I mocked us both. "So, so, so scary."
"I hate you, Hel," he whispered with that big panty-dropping jaw-slacking smile. "I really hate you, babe."
My face burned, "Well, I hate you more."
"No, I hate you more," he kissed me. "So much it hurts."
I hugged him tight, "I hate you so much, it feels like I'm insane."
"That might be true though, babe. You do look like you may have gone too far," he mocked and I slapped him. "Ouch, just being honest. And I still hate you more."
"You are infuriating!"
"And you love it," he grinned.
"Oh, no. I hate it," I winked.
He took me to the island again, which I now know is for my stuff that I leave in here. Then he took out the pair of black high-waist leather shorts that leaves my legs in display, and a pair of heelless short black boots. "Here. Better not to use heels while training. It'll be bad for your feet."
Ugh, he's too good. "Thank you, Oli."
"I told you, you don't need to thank me for anything, beautiful."
"I think I do, you've been too good to me, regardless of us being or not mates, Oli. No one ever treated me like this. Not the way you do," sigh. "So, I'm thankful, and mom told me we should always express that." Then I summoned a ruby and obsidian ring sculpted like a serpent wrapping the finger. "Everything I have is what mom left for me, so," I took his hand and put the ring on the ring finger of the left one, "for as long as this last," I kissed his hand softly, "I want you to know that I'll try my all. I'm not best in relationships, but I'll learn with you."
His eyes went from turquoise to ruby in a second, and I saw genuine surprise in them, vulnerability, like he didn't see this coming but was definitely open for more of it, but then it was gone the second after as he gave me a mischievous grin, "Are you asking for my hand in marriage, Hel?"
This arsehole, "Marriage? Not yet. You're not bothered that I'm the one giving you a ring and not the opposite, right? I read that males usually do this, but I really wanted to give it to you. It felt like the right thing. It's the gems that make you stronger, but with my symbol, and you also like serpents, so, maybe it was made for me to give it to you. I mean, I don't-" He shut me up with a kiss.