'Why am I hiding? He obviously knows I'm-' The bitter-sweet smell of burnt cigar brought with it strange sub smells that I couldn't tell where they had been derived from. But they made my head spin a little.
I almost touched the ivy wall for support when someone pulled me away from the danger. But he was the one who had made me this way.
"I-lay? What is that?" I asked drowsily with my lazy gaze fixed on the cigar. "It makes me feel...weird."
"Haa!" He exhaled and tossed it away. "I didn't think you were this weak."
"You..." I cupped his jaw with my right hand. "Look very hot." I then giggled, my head feeling like it was levitating without a body. I was getting intoxicated from just the smell of his cigar. How could he be fine? And normal? And so good-looking?
This was so embarrassing.
"Do I? I never knew about that."
I frowned pinching his cheek. "It's so soft. Do you have a facial routine? Why didn't you tell me? And why am I in your arms? Do you plan on fucking me out here?"
Ilay chuckled sweeping me off the ground. "I don't fuck the entire day love. I'm working right now."
"Working? What kind of work?"
Even though the cigar was gone, I was still being affected by the aroma that now lingered on his body and in his mouth. "Can I work as well? I'm so bored," I whined throwing my head back to stare at the ground upside down.
What kind of drug was so strong to affect me in a matter of seconds?
"I'm high."
"Of course you are. That is something the likes of you would die if you smoked."
"Wow! So strong?! What is it?"
"Poison," he answered walking inside the building.
"You smoke poison?" I giggled lifting my head to look at him. "If it was anyone else, I wouldn't have believed. But you're Ilay the beast. Anything is possible with you around."
"Thank you for the praise. But I really don't have time to play with you. So I'm going to get you to bed."
"Bed..." I murmured feeling light and carefree while Ilay continued walking to some room.
My back was placed on something soft and a little chilly.
"Rest here," Ilay whispered stroking my head as he leaned in. When our lips locked, I tasted the cigar in his mouth which was stronger than the smoke I had inhaled. Was he kissing me on purpose just to get me intoxicated?
I didn't care. I just kissed back, wrapping my arms around his neck and whispering on his lips, "Don't leave me."
He chuckled lowly, his breaths worsening my state.
"I didn't know you were this clingy when turned up. We should do this more often."
I was indeed being quite clingy. My arms didn't budge and I honestly didn't want him to leave. He looked so delicious in his monstrous state and the blood didn't scare me as it did over two months ago.
Ilay had truly changed me. Or had I always been like this and he had only been the trigger?
"Why are you this beautiful?" I licked the corner of his lips and then kissed his nose. I slipped a hand in the back of his hair and ruffled it. "I bet you get such compliments every day."
"Sure. But none has ever kissed my nose like I'm-" he didn't finish. "Why did you come out here anyway? Were you looking for me?"
"Um... I, why did I come? Oh right! I had the big dogs with me. Why did they run off? Where are they?"
I started looking around; my mind muddled till it forgot that they had come to meet Ilay.
Ilay exhaled sitting next to my waist. He cleared the hair out of my face. "You're a handful I must say."
I grabbed his hand and tried tugging him down to me again but he didn't move an inch. Disappointed, I tossed it away pouting.
Fuck! I wished I could control my behavior, but it was like all the silly sides of me were being unleashed. Ilay would now have something to mock me about.
"Go away."
"Huh? Weren't you just begging me to stay?"
I rolled on my side, giving him my back. "I've changed my mind."
It went silent. And then...he laughed.
"My wife is sulking. How can I bear to leave her like this?"
His huge warm body came to lie behind me, embracing me front the back. "Why are you mad at me?"
"Don't talk to me."
He laughed again, pulling me closer to hold me firmly as if I might melt away. I felt warm, safe, and in the right place. It didn't bother me that I was finding solace in the darkness. Why should I when he seemed to love sharing his darkness with me?
"You make me want to rip you apart with my dick right now." He pushed his face on my hair and I shared deeply. "Would you scream or moan?"
Shamelessly, I wriggled my ass on his crotch giggling. It didn't take long before the proud cock was on its feet, or should it be, on its balls!
"You're such a slut even though you lost your virginity last night. What? Do you want me to fuck you again until you pass out?"
"I was sleepy. I didn't pass out."
Ilay's laughter sent vibrations in my chest. He sounded quite relaxed and calm, unlike the maniacal Ilay I dealt with ninety-nine percent of the time.
"Then you should sleep some more if you don't want to fall asleep when we do it again."
I smiled and closed my eyes. This felt nice.
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It was dark when I woke up.
Getting off the large bed, I traced my way out of the room by the walls. Luckily the door wasn't locked from the outside.
With a chance to leave the room that felt empty, I made my way into the lonely hallway. It was brightly lit and stretched down some more doors.
As I walked towards what looked like an exit door to leave this place, a man walked out of one of the rooms ahead dressed in black combat attire and carrying a rifle.
He closed the door before catching me standing there confused.
Wearing a poker face, the armed male walked over looking like he was about to arrest me for merely gazing at him.
I held my breath and folded my fists, ready to fight back as long as he didn't use the gun.
But he took me by surprise when he fell on one knee and bowed, putting his gun on the floor. "How may I serve you?"
I was already against the wall due to the sudden display of respect that was unexpected. "Huh?... Oh! Um..." I straightened, glad that he had bowed and missed my humiliating reaction. Phew!
"I'm looking for...um... My, husband." It felt weird saying it out loud because I didn't really take that title seriously. But I was happy that we at least shared a relationship, even though superficial.
"He's busy with some rebels. If it's urgent, I can take you there."
"Oh... Then it's urgent." I grinned at his still-bowed head.