Ronak
We arrived at our destination, so I went to a nearby alley so I could exit my travel spell without drawing attention to us. I can't believe he keeps looking around for ways to fucking escape. Did he not want to be around me that much? I snatched his hand up as I set him down. Try escaping from me now, Micha. Heh, watching him squirm was rather entertaining.
The shop we were going to was one that I would occasionally get custom clothes from when I was in the capital. They weren't the most god awful clothes I've ever worn, I'll give them that. We weren't here to get anything custom, though. Micha would have to tolerate things off the rack for now. His closet desperately needed more clothes, and I couldn't believe that for two days now, despite the sweltering heat, he's been wearing a turtleneck shirt. I can't believe he's so fucking desperate to hide his mark.
Despite pissing me off to no extent, I wasn't opposed to him keeping it a secret for now. It would give him a chance to adjust before getting thrown into the hellhole that was my life. He could barely speak to me without stuttering, so there was no chance he could handle talking to my drunkard father or my uncle, the emperor. He'd probably pass out if my uncle summoned him to the palace. This weak, squishy marshmallow of an omega needed a thicker skin before facing all that.
"Greetings, Lord Abraxos." I glared daggers at the employee who greeted us and glanced around.
"Where the hell is Kas?" Kas was the clothing designer who would show up at my estate when I wanted clothes. He owned not only this shop, but the one next door that specializes in women's clothes. I specifically asked for him to be here to handle this.
"I'm sorry, my lord. Kas is running a bit late since your request was rather unexpected. He should be here soon." I had requested that the store be cleared out so no one from the academy accidentally saw me and Micha together. Also, I didn't like jackasses gawking at me. Pissed me the fuck off.
"This one needs to be outfitted with some new clothes. A couple of tops and bottoms." I grumbled as I headed over to the seating area. I trusted that he would take care of Micha for me. He'd probably be more comfortable with the clerk than with me. Though… he looks incredibly uncomfortable despite me walking off…
I was glad that the sales clerk was rather fast at getting some simple measurements and picking out an outfit for Micha to try on, but… the moment Micha exited the fitting room, irritation overwhelmed me. "No. Change it." The outfit looked like utter trash on Micha. The shoulders were too wide and the hem too long. Nothing about it looked correct.
"But sir, this is some of our top-selling merchandise-" I slowly turned to the clerk, who gulped nervously.
"I said fucking change it."
"Yes, sir! Sorry for questioning you, my lord." The clerk ushered Micha back into the changing room and sped off to get some different outfits.
Was this clerk just trying to piss me off? These couldn't be the best outfits they had to offer. They all looked like garbage on Micha. With each failed outfit, my irritation grew exponentially. "Why does everything you pick out for him look fucking awful?" I snapped. Did I need to rearrange this asshole's face?
"M-my lord… Micha has a slender figure… I'm afraid that most of our customers have wider shoulders and bulkier figures…" Was he trying to blame Micha's body and not his god awful clothes, and who gave him permission to use Micha's name?!?
"Figure it the fuck out." I cracked my knuckles, and the clerk ran off into the store in a panic. Yeah, you'd better be sweating bullets. You show me any more shit, and I'll end you.
"Umm… R-Ronak…" My head instantly turned to Micha, who was peeking out of the dressing room while still wearing the previous outfit. The sleeves on the shirt he had on were far too long, and his hands were completely hidden in the floppy sleeves. Even the hem was too long. It completely drowned him. "I-I think the real problem is that I don't actually wear men's clothes very often… Y-you're probably used to seeing me wear something… softer…" Was he… telling me that he wore women's clothes? Here I was… hauling an omega into a clothing store specifically designed for alphas just because he was a guy… Fuck, and I even knew he wore women's socks from the few times I've undressed him…
"Say less, sweety!" Ugh, I knew that obnoxious cackle. "It's not your fault or the clothes." Kass snickered as he entered the room. "It's the grumpy alpha's fault; he's the one who hauled you here. I've seen you at my other store with… her name is Lady Terra, correct?" The obnoxious bastard gave me an annoying wink and waved his fingers at Micha.
"Y-yeah…" Micha looked rather startled as Kass walked over to him and grabbed the empty sleeves of his shirt.
"Come now, darling. I'll have the other store cleared out, and we can get you into clothes that actually complement your figure instead of drowning it. Terry dear, have those old clothes thrown out."
"Yes, sir." The clerk looked relieved to have his boss show up, and he was damn lucky, too. I was about to end his existence.
"Are you coming or are you going to keep sitting there blushing like a fool?" Kas asked as he gave me a smug look.
"Shut the fuck up." I snapped. I wasn't blushing…
"Oooh, as scary as always. Now come along. You two can sneak through the back workshop." Despite Kas being a beta very interested in other male betas, I made sure to stick close to Micha. He was mine, and I didn't want anyone else touching him. "I can't believe you hauled a cutie like this into a store for alphas. Anyone with a functioning set of eyes can see that his muscular structure is different." Apparently, only you, Kas. I bet most people on campus didn't know that Micha was an omega.
His workshop was surprisingly clean and organized. A few of his employees glanced our way as we transferred to the other store, but they minded their own business. "I-is this where you make the clothes?" Micha asked as we headed towards the other shop's entrance.
"I don't make clothes here. Only people who are employed by me do. My workshop is actually upstairs. I mostly work on designs and custom outfits while these lovelies take care of everything for the shops."
"That's interesting. I didn't know all this effort went into making clothes…" Micha's large golden eyes peered around with curiosity.
"Aren't you just the cutest little omega I've ever seen! Still not sure why you're with this ray of sunshine, but he's paying, right?" Micha instantly froze, and his eyes went a bit wide. Don't tell me he thought he was going to have to pay.
"Keep your attention on your job, not our lives. Of course I'm paying." Micha didn't have a silver to his name. How he managed to function was a bit of a mystery to me. "He needs a few outfits appropriate for warm weather that cover his collarbones."
"Go take a seat over there, grumpy. I'll take care of this one." Kas excitedly hauled Micha into the far too frilly store that I had never once stepped into. This place was unnecessarily obnoxious. Just like omegas were. I don't know how Micha tolerated all this shit. He was a guy after all. Grah! Even the waiting chairs were pink with white ruffles. If anyone sees me in here, I'll have to gouge their eyes out. "Go try that first outfit on." Kas directed Micha into a changing room and pivoted to look at me. "So, why are you with such a cutie? I thought you didn't tolerate other people."
"I told you to mind your fucking business."
"Absolutely, no fun. The least you could do is give me some interesting information." Kas grinned at me, but I narrowed my eyes.
"If you speak a word of our presence in your store, I can guarantee you'll find yourself out of business within a year."
"Yikes. No fun at all. Fine, I'll keep my mouth closed. For now." He winked over at me, and I couldn't help but snarl. His annoying, flippant attitude was nothing but trouble. I don't care how good a designer he is. He's goddamn annoying.
"Does this look better?" Shit… Now I feel like a complete fool. There was honestly nothing particularly special about the outfit, but the way it fit him and complemented his body without looking oversized or ridiculous on him was astounding. It was a simple white top with ribbing stitched into it and flowy sheer sleeves. Giving the perfect amount of delicate modesty while still showing some skin. The bottoms were rather snug with a high waist and plenty of buttons that drew your attention to his thin waist. I could hardly peel my eyes away. The outfit looked far better than half the stuff I've ever seen him in. I wanted to abduct him right here and now so I could take him back to my room.
"I've honestly never seen him unable to speak before," Kas said while giving me a concerning side eye. "Are you really not going to say anything? That's rather rude."
"It looks nice. Get whatever you want." I had to look away. If I looked at him for too much longer, we wouldn't be achieving our goal of getting him some new clothes. I'd be forced to abduct him.
"Th-this is fine. I don't need anything else." My mood almost instantly soured. I turned my gaze back to him and his blushing cheeks. He was looking down at the new outfit with eyes of admiration. It was clear that he liked it. Why was he being difficult? I told him to get outfits. What the fuck did he not understand?
"You are to get yourself some new clothes. One outfit is not going to work every weekend. You're not paying, so don't worry about it." What the hell was wrong with him? If you wave money in front of any other omega's nose, they'd have it spent before you realized it was gone. Why was Micha so odd?
"B-but… girls will notice me wearing high-end outfits a-and…" Oh right, we're trying to keep things a secret for right now… fucking dumb… "I-it would seem out of place…"
I let out an annoyed sigh and rubbed my temple. I swear everything that involved Micha was harder than it needed to be. Kass cleared his throat and gave me a bit of a sly look. "I might have a solution to your woes…"
"The hell do you want?" Kass liked to pretend he was kind, but he was also the kind of person who wanted to have the upper hand.
"I haven't heard who's designing your outfit yet for your birthday ball, the empress is throwing." Fuck. Don't remind me of that shit. I don't even want to go.
I glared at Kass's annoying smile for a moment before shrugging. "What's your supposed solution?" If it weren't shit, I'd consider it.
"I have some old stock in the back from past seasons. They're technically 'out of style', but if you're looking to keep a low profile, people wouldn't be too suspicious of clothes that are probably in the trash or in second-hand stores by now." Hmmm, it wasn't a terrible idea…
"Fine, but all ideas have to be approved by me. You're not having free range of my outfit." I flicked one of the ruffles on the chair in annoyance. This trend could die any day, and I wouldn't be sad.
Kas excitedly clapped his hands and skipped to the back. Within a few minutes, he had some employees bring about five boxes from storage. Micha still seemed hesitant, but thanks to Kas's annoying personality, he calmed down. "Sweety, this is going to look absolutely adorable on you."
"That… seems like a bit much…"
"Trust me, darling. You'll totally be able to pull it off."
"I said nothing that exposed his collarbones." I snapped as the two discussed a top that had a sheer panel right at Micha's collarbone.
"Oh, you're so crabby. He could at least take it in case he decides to stop hiding the bond mark on his skin. Oops, I wasn't supposed to see that, was I?" Kas gave me another sly look as I let out an annoyed growl. "I'll keep my lips sealed… for now…, but I can't believe you. I didn't take you for the type to go sweeping a cute little thing like this off their feet. I thought for sure you'd be forced to marry some old broad who could handle your terrible personality." To my surprise, Micha let out a snicker and hid his face with the article of clothing that was up for debate. Was saying that my personality is terrible, that funny to him? Hmm, the brat was even holding back more laughter, it seems. Well, I guess it was better than him being cowardly, so I'll tolerate it.
"If you don't keep your mouth shut, I'll only pay you half for last year's stock." That got Kas to roll his eyes and return his attention to the clothes, or at least I thought he did.
"I hope he's better in bed for you than he is in public." Micha let out quite the squeak as he hid his face with a garment. Embarrassment crashed into me like a typhoon. Holy shit. He didn't need to overreact so much.
"I-I'm going to go try this on!" He yelped as he ran back into the dressing room.
I glared over at Kass, and he shrugged his shoulders. "What? Are you that bad in bed, grumpy? He even ran away. Do I need to give you some pointers or something?"
"Shut your damn mouth already. It's the problem. Not our sex life." I let out an annoyed huff and rubbed my temple. Don't lose your cool. I need him to get Micha clothes.
"Are you sure? I have quite the saucy catalog if you'd like to take a peek. I'm sure it would spice up your bedroom. I also know a vendor that sells all sorts of-" I stood from my chair and stepped towards Kas with absolute annoyance in my eyes. This goddamn fucker is looking to die today, right?! "I'll stop! I'll stop, but if you ever change your mind- Okay, okay! I'll keep my mouth shut!" Kas cowered in fear as I stood over him with my fist raised. He seemed to have gotten the picture, so I returned to my seat while keeping an eye on him. That fucking annoyance. Now, Micha will probably never emerge from his dressing room.
Micha
Ronak pulled me into an alley and into his arms as we melted down into his travel spell. I had my new clothes all stashed away in my storage. I admit that I was a little excited about them, but I was still rather worried that the girls at the academy were going to notice my new clothes. Not that Layla didn't give me some money, but I didn't want people to think that I healed them just to get money to buy things… That's not why I heal people, despite Ronak apparently thinking so. Gah! M-my poor ears were still red from having to listen to those two! I-I thought I was going to faint in the dressing room! H-how could they talk about such embarrassing things… so openly?!
"Wh-where are we going?"
"As much as I want to take you to the estate, it's not a safe place right now. So, instead, I'll return you to your dorm." His estate wasn't… safe? Why? N-not that I want to go there or anything. Because I don't!
"O-okay…" That felt easier than I thought it would be. I thought for sure he wouldn't want to return me to my dorm…
We traveled in silence until Ronak emerged from his spell with me. We were already in my dorm? His spell was super fast… W-wait… He got under my completely locked door… "What's that look for?" Eep!
"N-nothing-!" I turned to look away after being put down, but Ronak caught my chin and pulled me back for a kiss. We hadn't been physical since he marked me, but why did a simple kiss make my heart race so quickly? I-I was like a giddy, lovesick fool. Wh-why?! I-I didn't want him to kiss me! Nope! Not at all! I wanted him far away from me, actually! The fact that he crept under my door so easily was grossing me out. I-I shouldn't be feeling excited!
Ronak grabbed my head and pulled me in for another kiss like he was desperate to get enough of me. "I won't be able to see you much for the next few days." Honestly, that was fine with me logically, but if you could tell the aching feeling in my chest to be quiet, that would be nice. "I've gotta work to make the estate a safer place for you." Wh-what did that mean? He kept alluding to something, but I didn't have a clue what… Him trying to eat my tongue wasn't helping my brain either. He was just turning it to complete slush as he kissed me again.
Ronak flopped down onto the side of my bed, dragging me with him, but he let out an annoyed grumble as he shoved my stuffed animals onto the floor. "H-hey!"
"Where the hell do you sleep with all this shit?"
"D-don't be mean to my plushies!" I squealed as I fled Ronak's grasp to retrieve my favorite plush cat from the floor. "I-I sleep with them…" There was more than enough room for them and me in the bed. There was just no room for Ronak; he could go back to where he came from.
Ronak scoffed and pulled me back over to him. "Guess it makes sense that the marshmallow sleeps with the stuffed animals."
"Wh-what?!" D-did he just call me a marshmallow? What did that mean? Last I checked, I was able to keep him from murdering me when we spar… not that I would have been able to keep it up for much longer than I did…, but still…
Ronak grabbed my waist and hauled me with him as he flopped down amongst my plushies. I sat up a bit, straddling him. He looked particularly annoyed and rather ridiculous while lying amongst them. "You heard me." Gah! Not one of his cryptic answers which leaves way too much for me to decipher! Nooo! Ronak let out a few pheromones, and I curiously sniffed the air, but then stopped myself. "Your emotions flip around too much; they make me sick. Why do you fight your instincts so much? Am I truly that awful that you can't allow yourself to like me?" Yes…
"I-I umm… y-you're still…" I moved my hand slightly as I fiddled with my hair, but as I pressed it back down against his chest, I noticed Ronak wince. It was ever so slight, too. I probably wouldn't have noticed if we weren't so physically close… That was an odd reaction... there's no way I hurt him… I activated my spell God's Eyes and investigated out of curiosity, but let out a massive gasp and pulled my hand away from him. "Y-your chest?!"
"Mhmm, I've noticed that you're fond of it-"
"No! You have a major cut on your chest! It runs from your dorsal muscle to your pectoral and is about an inch deep towards the middle. Based on the cuts' smooth edges and even entry and exit points, it was probably done by a blade. You have it bandaged, but it's still actively bleeding. It didn't hit anything vital, but it still has to hurt-!"
Ronak grabbed my hand that had been lightly tracing his wound as I spoke and pulled it away. "My, my, my. You do know how to not stutter when talking to me." That's not what you should be focused on!
"Let me heal it for you!"
"No." Wh-what?
"Why?" Why would he not want a pretty serious wound on his chest to be healed? I can't imagine it's been feeling particularly pleasant having such a thing. He's also been lifting and moving about, which would only cause more pain.
"I said so." What? He'd rather endure the pain than let me heal him? That didn't make any sense to me…
Ronak released my hand, and I cautiously placed it back down against his chest. "Please?" I didn't like the idea of him going around with a wound I could easily heal.
Ronak watched me for a moment. "Then in return I wish to stay here tonight." H-here? In my dorm?! W-with me?! I-if I get caught with an alpha in my dorm, I'll get kicked out! It wouldn't be Ronak getting in trouble. I'll be the one facing the wrath of the academy. "You don't need to worry. No one will find out, but the stuffed animals have to go into your storage." H-he really didn't like them… did he…
I could just tell him no and send him away…, but then I'd feel guilty about it every time I saw him… "F-fine!" I had to look away as my cheeks became warm.
"Then it's a deal, " I peeked at Ronak, who was watching me and nervously turned away.
"H-healing magic works best when I have direct contact with the wound. Otherwise, it takes more mana and effort…"
"Do what you need to do. I'll be a willing patient." Th-that's not what I wanted! I wanted you to take your own shirt off! Why do I have to do it?!
My hands were terribly shaky as I slowly unbuttoned Ronak's shirt. This felt a bit too intimate for my liking. I shouldn't have been sitting on him or undressing him. Ronak was getting sick from my emotions? Well, I felt like I was going to pass out. This is too much to ask of me!
Ronak's bandage was applied exceptionally well. It was almost a shame to be removing it, but I could see the blood starting to seep through. It would have to be removed soon, even if I didn't heal him. I brought my bandage scissors out of my inventory for a second time today and got to work.
I pushed my nerves into a corner of my brain and told them to stay out of the way while I worked. There was no place for them when every second counted. Not that Ronak was dying, but it was good practice not to let your emotions get involved. Many of the doctors I interned for taught me that important lesson. The last time I healed Ronak… I admittedly didn't follow that practice very well… I was rather mad at him…
His wound was surprisingly even now that it was exposed. Almost like it wasn't man-made. Surely Ronak didn't hurt himself…, but how did he get such a wound? I guess those were questions for different times… I gently pressed my hand against his wound and got to work stitching everything back together. His wound was incredibly easy to heal compared to the two other ones I did today. It wasn't infected or life-threatening, and it didn't take too long to heal at all.
"There… all done. H-how did you get- mph!" Ronak sat up, grabbing my face and pulling me down into a kiss. I-I have your blood on my hand and scissors in the other! I-I don't think now is the time for this! I managed to escape him and quickly sat back up. Wh-why is he so hard to follow?!
"What a good little doctor you are." What sort of compliment was that?
"Th-thanks?" I fled his lap and stuck my scissors in my storage. Ronak didn't even seem confused when I wandered into my bathroom to wash my hands. When I returned, I was a bit surprised. "Wh-why?!" The big meanie had pushed every last one of my stuffed animals off the bed and was sitting only in his underwear. I-I wasn't even gone that long! H-how did he get n-naked so quickly?! More importantly, why was he naked?!?
"That was part of the deal. No stuffed animals." S-so mean! He didn't need to throw them onto the floor! I resisted the urge to complain and put them all in my storage. Sorry buddies. You'll be able to return after this jerk leaves. "Do you have any more food in your storage? If it wasn't clear, I have no intention of going to the dining hall." H-he's so demanding! Forget meanie or jerk. He was a super meanie.
"I-I don't have much left…" Someone ate most of it and hasn't even paid me or resupplied me with anything. I grumbled to myself as I flicked my room's lights on. I mean, I knew he wouldn't, but I still can't believe his audacity. I pulled some dishes from my inventory and set them on the bed before wandering over to my wardrobe. I didn't want to eat on the bed in this brand new outfit. I really liked it, and the idea of getting a stain on the white shirt on day one was upsetting. G-guess I'll change into pajamas. It was getting rather late, so I'll just eat and go to sleep.
Ronak hadn't even touched the food while I changed in the bathroom. Oh, so now he has manners. I made sure to sit on the opposite side of the bed from him. I was getting tired of how touchy-feely he had become.
The dishes I had put out were nothing special. Some rolls we hadn't finished in the dungeon, a plate of seared mixed vegetables, and half a roast. "Once things settle down at my estate, I'll have my chefs prepare some dishes to store in your storage spell." H-he would? I guess I'll believe it when I see it.
We started eating, and I decided to ask the question that had been bothering me. "H-how did you even get hurt?" Everything about the wound felt odd to me.
"Seems my dear old father discovered that my spell that alerts me to incoming attacks doesn't work on old-fashioned rigged traps. I did manage to dodge, but ended up with that cut." Ronak's finger on his free hand traced along where the cut had been. Forget bad… the relationship he had with his father sounded… toxic.
"I-is that why you're worried about the estate being safe?"
"Mhm, if he were to find out I bonded, he'd be pissed. He probably thinks I'm going to willingly marry the daughters of the whores he sleeps with." Ronak paused and ate a piece of the roast while staring at my closed curtains. "While an omega will die without their alpha, an alpha will live if something happens to their omega. For your own safety, it's best that you stay hidden until I get things under control." S-so that's why he begrudgingly agreed to my request… His father sounds like a scary man… "You don't need to look so grim. I'll be old enough to take my father's title in a few weeks, and I have no intentions of letting him stand in my way." Oh, right, Kas mentioned his birthday. That means Ronak's older than me by almost half a year. I knew that when you turned twenty-one, you could take your father's title, but I didn't pay too close attention to that in my general education class. I knew that I'd never be able to take my father's title because I was an omega. Ronak's means of acquiring his father's title sounded… not pleasant. Just the way he implied it sounded sinister…
Our meal was eaten in silence. What was I supposed to say to that, and it's not like Ronak was going to strike up a conversation. I put the empty plates back into my storage along with the other ones I haven't had a chance to take care of, and let out a bit of a sigh. Having Ronak in places I considered safe was intimidating. Like he was ruining the sanctity of my holy grounds.
I needed something to occupy my nerves, so I pulled the new clothes from my storage and started hanging them up in my wardrobe. I admit that while I felt awkward accepting such things from Ronak, I really liked all the new outfits. I rarely splurged on new clothes, and when I did, they came from second-hand stores. Never did I buy clothes that hadn't been worn before.
"You don't have someone to do all that for you?" Ronak asked while watching me from bed.
"N-no… I don't hold a high-ranking title, so bringing an attendant from home isn't an option. Even if I were, my family only has one maid and one butler. There's no one to send to the academy with me." Even at home, our maid and butler didn't have time to dress us and get us ready for the day. There were far more important things to be done.
"How much longer are you going to avoid me?" Ronak spoke from directly behind me, and I almost jumped out of my skin as his arms wrapped around me. He picked me up despite my squirming, turned the light off, and hauled me to my bed. "My patience is wearing thin." Eep! H-he didn't think we were doing that, did he?!
Ronak released me, and I scurried over to lie against the wall. Ronak didn't even hesitate to lie down next to me in the small single-person bed and pull me over to be in his arms. A sense of calmness overtook me as he let out a satisfied grunt. D-did I like being in his arms?! Wh-why?! Was it the bond?! It definitely wasn't my common sense. That was telling me to run.
I thought Ronak was going to go to sleep because we laid like that for a while. I kept wishing I would fall asleep while staring at the wall, but I was just so nervous. Yeah, we slept like this a few times in the dungeon, but this wasn't the dungeon. This was my dorm room. I flinched rather hard as Ronak's leg moved to rest atop mine. Ever so slowly, he started rubbing it up and down over my thigh and hip. Soon his hips got into the movement, and with every downward stroke, I was assaulted by his hard-on.
Ronak's head buried into my shoulders, and his tongue ran across the back of my neck. It was still sore from him marking me, but I found my tension melting away as Ronak teased me. It was completely different. All his movements were slow and gentle compared to how rough and aggressive he usually was. He was completely erasing all my sense of urgency and fear. Forget running away, I was being consumed by pleasure. W-was it because he's my alpha now? I felt… c-comfortable with him?!
I let out a yelp as Ronak's hand slid down my pants and underwear to massage my bottom. "You need to keep your voice down. Otherwise, everyone in the dorms will know you snuck an alpha in." Ronak might have mumbled into my ear, but I was hardly listening. I was far too distracted by his finger that was slowly making its way inside me.
Pheromones started to gently tickle my nose, and I thought for sure that I was going to lose all sense of my sanity. It was too much! I was being completely overstimulated by his licking, prodding, rubbing, and now his pheromones. It was like being pleasured by a gentle lover while lying in the soft grass under a cherry tree. I didn't want it to stop.
I mixed my pheromones in with his, and all the stress and tension I was feeling completely disappeared. My instincts wanted one thing and one thing only. My alpha to pleasure me more. I couldn't help but squirm my hips against his hand. "M-more-?" I asked in a quiet voice.
"You're not quite ready." Who was this man, and what had he done with Ronak? Since when did he care if I was ready or not? He always focused on pleasuring himself over me. He slid two fingers in to join the first and went about stretching me out further. Sounds of pleasure kept escaping me, so Ronak pulled the arm I was using as a pillow slightly out so he could cover my mouth. "You like that?" I wasn't able to open my mouth to respond, so a muffled, mmhm, was the best I could manage.
Every touch was driving me crazy. I wanted Ronak to flood the entire campus with his pheromones. They were such a delight. Dark and mysterious yet so tart. They mixed perfectly with the spiced and sweet notes of mine. I also wanted his fingers to plunge deeper and press against all the good spots. Yeah, mmhmm! R-right there! I happily squirmed in his arms, wanting to cry out in pleasure.
"Holy fuck… Who knew an omega would get so turned on after bonding? To think that you've been avoiding me like the damn plague…" Ronak bit down on my shoulder, and I let out a little squeal. If he were this sweet and attentive to my needs all the time, I wouldn't avoid you. I'd be in your arms purring all the time. "You're lucky we're at your dorm because you wouldn't be getting any sleep tonight if we were elsewhere." Ronak kissed my neck, making me squirm. His words were rough in my ear, but his movements were all so enjoyable that I hardly minded. "I can't take it any longer." Ronak started peeling my pajamas off and tossing them off the bed. Why did I even put them on if this was his plan…
My back excitedly arched away from Ronak as his fingers slid out of me. He pulled my pants down in the back, and his gargantuan tip pressed against me. I still didn't understand how that behemoth managed to fit inside me twice now, but fear didn't course through me like before. I was much too turned on.
Ronak did a decent job stretching me out because I only slightly hissed as his tip wedged into me. I grabbed Ronak's hand that was covering my mouth and pulled it down slightly so I could bite onto his pointer finger. I wanted to cry out so badly as my eyelashes fluttered about, but I managed to keep the sounds inside of myself. Well… the loud ones stayed inside… I still made a bit of noise through my nasal passage.
"You're so damn wet." Ronak almost slid in with ease today. Was it because I wasn't tense, or was it because I was turned on… Either way, he managed to slide in about halfway without hardly any resistance. Y-yeah… stuff me full! Ngh! Ronak's leg slid slightly between mine as he continued to press into me. It was a bit tight, but nothing compared to the pain I experienced before. It was pleasurable the entire time. Ronak's foot ended up between mine, and I fiddled with it as all my insides twitched. "Fucking hell," Ronak grumbled as he started to swing his hips back and forth.
He was being so slow, but my eyes kept wanting to roll to the back of my head. Was he… plunging a bit deeper than before? With each press, he kept poking a part of me that felt like it was going to explode. I-I couldn't take it. The feeling electrified my entire body. I trembled, head to toe, before clenching. I could feel my insides almost gulping away at Ronak's dick. I wanted more, my body wanted more, and Ronak seemed happy to oblige because he started swinging his hips a bit faster as my body slowly released all the tension.
"Orgasming already? Fuck." Is that what it's called? It felt good… "You're not going to last at this rate." I-I don't know about that. My body seemed more than ready to take more of Ronak. A little too ready, maybe. With each slap of Ronak's hips, I brought my butt back so the impact was a bit harder. He didn't even seem to mind that or the fact that I was using his finger as a fancy chew toy. My teeth were clenched down rather hard on his finger as I desperately breathed through my teeth and nose.
Ronak let out a grunt before rotating to sit atop me. I thought for a second he was going to break me before his knees took his weight back. He propped himself up on his arms and knees as I laid face down. To my surprise, he even left me his finger to continue nibbling on. Which I needed because this new position really gave Ronak the leverage he needed to pound me into the bed. There was no way people in the dorm weren't hearing the sound of Ronak's hips and balls relentlessly spanking me. I-I was such a bad omega because I was loving every second of it. "You're getting too loud." Ronak snarled into my ear. I-I was? Did he not care how loud he was being?!
I chomped a bit harder on his finger and tried to settle down the sounds coming from my nasal passage, but it was pretty hard. I was just enjoying it too much. Every ridge and vein only sent me wild as they pressed into me. I couldn't help but pop my butt up into the air. Ronak didn't seem to mind; if anything, it felt like he was mounting me like a dog as he repositioned himself.
Ronak barely started to swing his hips again, and I started orgasming. This time it was far stronger than before. My brain felt like every neuron was on fire before freezing up. Ronak let out an annoyed grunt as my body clenched onto him with every muscle possible. As my body slowly released the tension, my legs collapsed onto the bed. My poor knees felt like jelly, wobbling about. I even released Ronak's finger as I gasped for air.
Ronak, however, was not quite done. He lowered himself down and continued thrusting into me. I didn't think my body could take any more, but as I started to feel Ronak twitch inside of me, my body surprised me by orgasming once more. It wasn't as strong as before, but as Ronak filled me to the brim, my body happily gulped it up.
It wasn't as vigorous or aggressive as anything we've done before, but as Ronak laid down next to me, even he was breathing harder than normal. He seemed satisfied at least. I scooted over and made myself at home in the nook of his arm, against his bare chest. To no surprise, Ronak had me wrapped up in his arms in no time. He pulled the blankets up over us and as we laid there trying to calm our breathing, a pleasant calm befell us. That felt… really good…
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My eyes blinked open, and I quickly sat up in bed. My mind instantly reeled in shock from letting Ronak have his way with me once again. Wh-what is wrong with me?! I-I don't like him! Nooooo! My gaze slowly dropped to the bed, but I was alone… He left?! I-I mean… I didn't expect him to be here in the morning or anything… I grabbed my pillow and smashed my face into it as I let out a little scream. M-my room smelled of him! It was completely unfair! Wh-why did he make me feel this way?!
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The day didn't get better. When I left my dorm, I was in an absolute panic, thinking that my uniform smelled of him. I even scrubbed my skin and hair like crazy, but I was nervous that his scent lingered on me. Wh-why did he have to tarnish my room?!
I tried focusing on my classes since we were trapped in a dungeon all last week, but it was incredibly hard. My mind just kept drifting off, and I felt tense. It didn't help that I was able to feel his strong emotions. He was relieved to see me in combat training, excited in monster hunting, and worst of all, turned on in alchemy class. Clearly, his mind wasn't focused on classes either! I also found myself slowly drifting over to him during classes that we shared. It wasn't intentional, and the moment I realized I had gotten closer to him, I'd jump and scurry away.
The only good part was that people weren't focused on me and my weird behavior. Everyone was losing their minds over the gold bond mark that peeked out of Ronak's collar. Thank the heavens that mine was completely covered. I didn't even want to know how people would react if they knew that I was the omega that he marked. Most people didn't even know I was an omega, so they'd probably go bananas…
By the time I made it back to my dorm, I collapsed in a heap of exhaustion. I rolled around on my bed for a minute and… W-was I savoring the lingering scent of Ronak?! Gah! There really is something wrong with me! How could I possibly like the scent of such an arrogant, egotistical, rude, bully?!?! No! No! No! Not happening! Th-the intercorse was nice b-but that's it!
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"Are you okay, Micha? You're looking… rough…" Terra gave me a concerned look as we sat down to have breakfast together.
"D-doing great…" I was absolutely not doing great. I was becoming increasingly fidgety with each passing day. It had only been three days of not being around him, but it was wearing on me. I'd get back to my dorm at the end of classes and curl up in a sad ball on my bed, desperate to smell his pheromones. I-I didn't know that there would be so many side effects to not being around my alpha. I wasn't sleeping, and when I did manage to fall asleep, it was fitful. Dark circles were starting to form under my eyes, and I even woke up to a blemish this morning. I-I never had blemishes.
Classes that I shared with Ronak were absolute torture. He was right there, within touching distance, and I had to force myself to stay super far away from him. I-it's not that I liked him… I just desperately needed his pheromones. It was driving me crazy. Like a crack had started to form inside of me.
The ironic part was, Ronak wasn't looking much better. He also had dark circles under his eyes and had become extremely irritable. Apparently, a student greeted him this morning and got punched. They had to be sent to the medical ward. He didn't seem to be struggling as much as I was, but he didn't look good. H-how much longer did he need to stay away?
Quinn sat down next to us and smiled over to Terra and some of the other girls. "So, has anyone heard any news of who Lord Ronak's mate is?" She asked with a grin. Gah, I swear this is all they know how to talk about. It was starting to get on my nerves. The crazy stuff they would come up with was absurd.
"Do you think it's even someone from the academy? He doesn't hang around any omegas…" I said as I tried to divert their attention away from me and my exhaustion. If I didn't distract them now, I'd get asked dumb questions down the line. It was a risk I had to take.
Quinn pursed her lips. "It's possible she isn't attending…, but that's no fun. I also doubt Lord Ronak would mark anyone too much younger or older than himself."
"Why would they hide their relationship? Getting marked by the duke is like marrying a prince. He's basically royalty." One of the girls down the table responded. Don't give Ronak even more of an inflated ego than he already has. It barely fits through doors.
"Maybe it's forbidden love!" I almost spat up the orange juice I was sipping when Quinn got a starry look in her eyes. "Two star-crossed lovers who didn't get approval from their parents!" That got the omegas at the table riled up. Ew, ew, ew. No. The only thing you got right was that Ronak didn't have my parents' approval. I didn't even know how to respond to my mother's letters. She had sent a couple, but I was only able to send her back some generic responses. It was awful. I didn't like lying to my parents, but what in the world would I even say to them?
"Maybe they're embarrassed that they didn't get married first, so they're trying to keep it a secret until the wedding is planned." N-not you too, Terra. You're supposed to roll your eyes and share an annoyed look with me as they hold their conversation. Not join in! Also, unless I lose my sanity, I don't have any intentions of marrying Ronak.
"Oooh! What if she's pregnant with his child and she was forced to drop out!" A shudder ran down my spine. D-don't say things like that! I have no desire to carry his child, and Ronak was not father material! My dreams of having a cute little family have completely slipped through my fingers. Gah, forget eating. I've lost my appetite.
"I think we would have heard about that if it were true," Terra said with a dull look. Terra typically didn't get so wrapped up in the drama, so I was glad that she at least put a kibosh on some of the insane things Quinn had said.
"I don't know… I heard some of the alphas saying that earlier this week, he had quite the bite mark on his hand. It wasn't something that one gets with normal interactions." That got the girls whispering like mad. It took everything in me not to blush. I-I forgot that the bite mark would probably show in the following days… I did bite him relatively hard… I swear my brain completely stopped working in that moment! Wh-why?! Why did I use his finger as a glorified gag? Stupid! Stupid, I tell you!
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Ronak
"Where the hell is that document I asked you for?!" I snapped at Gerard.
"I already gave it to you, my lord… I think you need to take a rest. You can't keep working at all hours of the day just because you can't sleep at night." Gerard gave me a stern glare as he pulled the document off the top of the stack that I had overlooked.
"I need to get this done before I turn twenty-one." It technically could wait until afterwards, but now that I had Micha in my life, the sooner I took out the trash, the better. My father might try killing me at least once or twice a day, but if he tried anything with Micha, he might actually succeed. Micha had no self-preservation. He did have an ounce of combat sense, but if he moved into this estate with me, he'd be dead within a week.
"Is it really necessary to organize a coup and an extermination in the dukedom at the same time? Couldn't you take over, pretend to play nice, and then exterminate the corrupt bastards causing problems?" I looked up at Gerard from my document and blinked slowly. I technically could…, but I would prefer getting it done in one fell swoop. "Besides, clearly being away from your omega is taking a toll on your health. Can you really handle returning to the dukedom, taking care of things, and returning at the end of the semester to take tests, all while being away from him?" No…
"Will you stop talking? You're not helping my headache." I snapped. The most annoying part was that Gerard wasn't talking nonsense. If anything, he was thinking with a far more level head than I was. My head was nothing but a damn mess. It was killing me to see him in class and not be able to pick him up in my arms or squeeze his ass. Mmm, his ass was so velvety soft. Like fucking two big marshmallows. My finger traced the spot on my hand where he bit me. I think he was trying to bite down as hard as he could, but it was like an angry kitten had hold of me. He did manage to leave a mark, but it faded in the span of a day. He'd have to try a bit harder if he wanted to leave anything permanent.
"You're completely out of it," Gerard commented as he waved a letter around in my face. "Why don't you just take the day off and go to him? You're not doing anything productive here. I'll have Thorn take over in your stead for the evening." I had never seen Gerard so annoyed with me. He gathered up the documents on my desk and left the office in a huff. Huh?
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It was a bit odd how I just knew where Micha was. It's not like there was a map in my head or anything. I just knew that if I started wandering about, I could easily find him. The real problem was… what was the plan? I knew the moment I had him in my arms, I'd want to engulf him in pheromones and fuck him senseless, but I couldn't do that just anywhere. The estate was out of the question; my father placed maids everywhere that would report to him the moment Micha was seen or heard. His dorm was also sorta out of the question. It took everything in me not to make his dorm not smell like me for days. The problem was that if I did, the moment he left, everyone would know that he was my omega. We were also incredibly lucky that no one heard his seductive cries of pleasure. Now… where do we go?
"I'll see you later, Terra," Micha called to her with an obviously unhappy smile. Where did that annoying fake smile go? He was doing a terrible job of hiding his feelings.
"M-Micha…" Terra called after him. "Remember that if there's something you want to talk about, then I'll listen…" Mmm, she was just like her father. Honest and reliable.
"E-everything is fine. Sorry, I'm just not feeling well. I must have caught a bug." I'm honestly surprised that he hasn't confided in her. I doubt she'd run her mouth, and it was clearly wearing on Micha.
"Okay. If you change your mind. I'm happy to listen." Terra smiled warmly, but Micha quickly turned away. He looked to be on the verge of tears. Damn, I swear he's always crying…
"Y-yeah, o-okay! S-see you tomorrow." Micha zipped off towards his dorm, leaving a concerned Terra behind. The little dork was definitely crying. Who did he think he was fooling?
I followed after him, making sure I remained unseen, but as soon as he was in the empty hallway, I pounced. I didn't even wait for him to retrieve his dorm key. The moment he paused, I engulfed his feet and swallowed him up into my travel spell. Micha let out a rather loud cry of alarm for a moment before looking up at me with big, tear-filled eyes. "Y-y-you scared me!" He wailed as he nestled into my arms and let tears pour down the sides of his face. He's such a crybaby.
I patted the top of his head and leaned down to lick the trail of tears off his face. Mmm, they were always so salty, and his plush golden eyelashes always tickled my tongue. He got a dumb little look on his face, but my trick made him stop crying. "So many tears. Did you miss me that much?"
Blush crept into his face, and his cheeks puffed up a bit like an irritated balloon fish. "N-no! I-I didn't miss you-!" I put a finger over his lips and dipped into his dorm for a second. It was possible to hear talking outside of this spell, and I wasn't exactly hidden.
"People were walking down the hall. Let's go somewhere private, and then we can talk." I still hadn't made up my mind on where to go, but I'd figure that out in a moment. Pulling Micha up into my arms was such a relief. I wanted him to put out pheromones, but I resisted the urge for now. Even his neck was such a tease to me as he rested his head on my shoulder. He seemed to prefer it when I held him like a big toddler, and I couldn't complain. I could easily sneak in a few ass squeezes here and there to appease myself.
We exited my travel spell, and Micha looked around, confused as I sat him down. "Wh-where are we?"
"Technically, the imperial grounds, but no one really wanders over here." It was my favorite place to hide as a child when I was upset. No one ever found me when I hid here, so I assumed it was a pretty unknown place. The palace was hidden from view from where we were, and unless they changed the guard patrols, they wouldn't wander over to this area. It was nothing special. Just a little area of land that dipped down next to the palace's exterior curtain wall. There was a large oak tree that hid the spot from the palace, so unless you poked your head around the tree, we wouldn't be found.
Admittedly, I felt relieved being able to sit next to Micha. I was incredibly tense, not knowing where he was, what he was doing, or who he was talking to for the past three days. I-I guess four days at this point. I didn't realize the day had gotten away from me so much. I would have spent some time with him, but I was pushing forward the coup. It required careful planning, coordination, proper documentation, and-
While I was lost in thought, Micha fidgeted awkwardly before moving over to sit between my legs. "C-can you please put out some pheromones?" The scent of spiced vanilla began to tickle my nose, and all my worries completely disappeared. I guess I can oblige; his emotions had been all over the place for the last few days because of me. The least I could do was produce pheromones for my little omega.
I leaned forward and wrapped my arms around his small frame. I pulled him against me and plunged my nose down into his golden blonde hair. He let out a funny sound, which only made me want to sniff around more. It's not that his hair smelled stronger than anywhere else, but I liked the feeling, and when he giggled or squealed, I thought I was going to go feral. My pheromones mixed with his, making an odd scent. I didn't hate it, but it was like someone stirred my perfectly good tea with a spoon made of cherry wood.
The sense of relief washed over me from Micha, and I rested my head on his shoulder. "Still denying the fact that you missed me?"
"I-I was starting to get sick from lack of alpha pheromones… I started vomiting yesterday and I've been super dizzy..." What? So quickly? We weren't even away that long…
"Why didn't you say anything? We share a desk during alchemy." I felt extremely annoyed that he'd start letting himself get sick just to avoid me.
"A-a lot of eyes are on you right now… If I approach or talk to you for no reason, then I'll draw suspicion…" Who gives two fucks?
"That's a shit reason. If you need me, say something. Got it? You're not sitting around getting yourself sick." That fucking pisses me off. I can't believe him.
"O-okay…"
He slightly shivered in my arms, and I let out a long sigh. He didn't need to be so tense. I wasn't going to do anything to him. "Are you a dominant omega?"
"I-I don't think so…" I furrowed my brow and looked down at his fidgeting hands. I released the hold I had on his torso and let my hands wander down to grab his. He tried flinching away, but I snatched up his hands before he could.
"You don't need to be so nervous. I've been trying to be better around you." I've curbed my swearing and have tried being so incredibly gentle around him, and yet he still acts like I'm a wild beast.
"Wh-what happens when you stop trying?" Huh? He really thought that little of me?
"Mmm, then I guess you'll have to pitch another fit and yell at me." A massive wave of embarrassment washed over me from Micha, and I couldn't help but snicker. "Are you feeling better?"
"Y-yeah…"
"What are your plans for this weekend?" There was only one day left before the weekend. I could probably make some time for him then, since we didn't have classes.
"I-I was going to go to the orphanage again…"
"Mmm, I don't care if you go there, but I'd prefer it if you didn't wander off to commoners' homes. You can heal who you please, but they should have to come to you. You don't know if you're going to run into a deranged person like that old lady. There are even bad people amongst simple commoners."
"W-were you worried about me?" I rubbed my head on his shoulder before gently biting him.
"I didn't like my omega wandering off with a young man. It was indeed upsetting." I didn't like it one bit. Worried didn't even begin to explain what I felt at that moment. I dropped everything I was in the middle of to track him down. I nibbled on his neck a bit more until he let out a squeal. "Anything else you're doing?"
"I-I got permission from the academy to use the herbology forest. I need to replace stuff in my storage." Mmm, I need to bring him some things for his storage. It just ended up being a low priority, but I guess it's useful because you never know when an emergency will happen again.
"Would you like to go into the trade district afterwards? I'll get you some stuff as repayment. Oh yeah… You have all those monsters in your storage, right? We could go to the guild afterwards. Get you an official guild card like mine." Maybe one day, when life settles down, we could go on some quests together. He'll need to level up his card, though. I sure as hell don't want to go on boring fetch quests.
"Okay…" I thought for sure he would complain.
"I'm still incredibly curious how you brew potions… Maybe once you get all the ingredients you need, I could watch how you do it."
"I-it's not that special…" I couldn't help but scoff. He had no idea how peculiar his potions were.
"Mmm, do you think I would have marked you had you only smelled good?"
"I-I don't know… That's all you mentioned previously… That and I'm a d-doe-eyed b-brat…" That you are. The biggest doe-eyed brat I know. Okay… maybe I didn't give him a good answer, but he put me on the spot. My mind was a mess, and he asked me that question out of the blue.
I leaned forward and teasingly bit his earlobe. Not hard enough to hurt him, but just enough to make him whine. "You're incredibly interesting. Out of hundreds of marriage candidates, I chose you." Just to tease him more, I poked my tongue into his ear, making him squeal. "That's three of your holes I've defiled-"
"Who goes there?!" The voice of a male rang out from the other side of the tree, so I quickly sank into my travel spell with Micha. He flinched, but I held him close to try and comfort him. Damn, why did he have to squeal so loudly? My favorite spot almost got ruined.
"It's okay. We're not going to get caught, but even if we did, my uncle wouldn't care that we're here." He'd be more annoyed that I was on the palace grounds and didn't come see him or that I didn't tell him about me marking someone. I'm sure news of what I did has reached his ears; it's more surprising that he hasn't sent me a letter or forced me to visit. Fucking hell, he's annoying. After the coast was clear, I emerged from my spell with Micha. "No more squealing." I teasingly whispered into his ear.
"S-sorry!" Micha whispered. I could hear the guards in the distance shouting to one another. Damn it. We probably should get out of here.
"I'll take you back to your dorm." I tried to help Micha to his feet after rising to my own, but he didn't accept my offer. You wonder why I refer to you as a damn brat… I kept my hand extended to him, and he simply stared at me. "I have to carry you to take you back."
"R-right…" Micha cautiously took my hand, and I pulled him over to me. The sudden movement made his eyes go wide, and he let out a muffled squeak. Just to give him an even harder time, I intentionally grabbed his ass and hoisted him up. That's never going to get old.
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Micha
I'm sure Ronak was aware of the maelstrom of feelings swirling around inside me. It was all incredibly confusing. I was incredibly relieved and happy to be back in his arms, but at the same time, all my warning signals were going off. The sane part of my brain doesn't like his arms being wrapped around me at all. It felt dangerous. A-and did he have to squeeze my butt so much? It was embarrassing!
I could tell that Ronak would feel frustrated or confused when I hesitated or showed fear, but did the last few weeks mean nothing to him? Yeah, he's being sweet now, but I don't think that yelling at him every few months is a healthy thing to do… I-I can't handle that sort of relationship! I-I'm not yelling material! I think that was the first time in my life I had ever raised my voice.
The frustrating part was that I desperately craved his pheromones. I could tell we were getting closer to the dorms because he stopped producing them. I had barely started feeling like myself, and he took them away. They were like a drug I was addicted to, and I desperately needed them back.
"Here's your room," Ronak said as we left the travel spell. Weird how I was getting so used to traveling that way. I guess from the inside, it wasn't that bad. "You're making me want to stay with you."
I gasped and released his neck so I could drop down to the floor. I was so preoccupied with thinking and smelling him that I didn't even realize that he had released his hold on my butt. "S-sorry…"
"You have better color now. That makes me pleased." He pulled my chin up and gave me a kiss. Gah! Th-this felt a little too similar to the other night. "Maybe I should just sleep here."
"N-no!" He definitely shouldn't stay here. He was only going to get into trouble if he did.
"Why not? You liked it a lot last time, and besides, I don't think either of us are in the mood to do much more than sleep. I'm not sure who has darker circles under their eyes, me or you. We both look pathetically exhausted. Admit it. You don't sleep well without me either." H-hey… You didn't need to point out my dark circles. I was painfully aware of how bad I looked. Before I could respond, Ronak walked past me and flopped down onto my bed. "Change of plans. You took too long to think." H-he didn't even give me a chance to respond!
"H-hey!" Ronak kicked his shoes off and then his pants. He even tugged his button-up shirt over his head and pushed a bunch of my plushies onto the ground as he went about making himself comfortable. "S-stop it!" He's such a mess!
"Come here, little sleepy omega." Ronak let out a big yawn and pulled the blankets up over himself. He left half of them pulled down like an invitation to me, and I have to admit… it was tempting.
Ronak's eyes were barely open as I turned off the lights and quickly changed into some pajamas. I guess he really was going to go to sleep. I-I can tolerate him going to sleep. I just had no energy for anything else. He was right, I was exhausted. I barely got into bed next to him before I smelled the faint smell of his pheromones on his skin and completely passed out. Th-this is admittedly nice.
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To no surprise, Ronak was gone when I woke up. I felt far better after spending the evening and night with him. I guess it really was a lack of his pheromones making me sick. I really needed to go track down a book on bonding, but I didn't want to draw attention to myself. I knew so little about the concept, and it ranged so drastically based on how dominant of an alpha and omega couple you were… My parents' bond didn't affect them at all. Clearly, Ronak and I were different…
There was a knock on my door, bringing me out of my daze. "Micha? Are you awake?" Oh… it was just Terra. I went to open the door and quickly froze. M-my room smells a bit like Ronak… Is she going to find out? I-is my collar done up well?
I quickly exited the room with my bag and shut the door before any smells could escape. "Hello, Terra." I looked at her nervously, and she giggled.
"What has you in such a panic this morning? You look like you're doing better after some much-needed rest." Did she smell any of Ronak's pheromones? Did she not? I-I'm freaking out here Terra!
"N-nothing! I-I just thought I had slept in. You startled me." In truth she did startle me, but not for those reasons.
Terra rolled her eyes as we began to walk to the dining hall together. "When are you ever going to get a clock for your room? It would be so much easier for you to know if you're late or early if you didn't rely on the sun to tell time." When they don't cost so much. Clocks, especially if you're buying one here in the capital, cost a stupid amount of money. Besides, there was nothing wrong with me using the sun and bell tower to track time.
"I rarely run late." I snickered.
"I should just buy you one this weekend and then you won't be able to complain."
"Oh… actually, I won't be able to go shopping with you this weekend. I have plans."
"Are you going to the orphanage?"
"I might swing by, but…" Wh-what was I supposed to tell her?! I-I can't tell her that I was going to the trade district with Ronak! Ummm… "I-I have some errands I need to run in the commoners district. It's nothing too much."
"But you won't have time to go to a few shops with me?"
"N-not this weekend. I'm sorry."
"Oh fine. It's not like I can hog every weekend of yours." Terra snickered. The knot in my stomach grew a bit as I told Terra another lie. I-I'm sorry Terra… It's not that you wouldn't understand and support me, but I don't even know how to broach the subject with you… or anyone for that matter… My life was feeling like a big lie… and I hated it.