Gavin covered me, but no attack came. Something blocked it from reaching us. It was a solidified dome of redish transparent glass. It gleamed from the sunlight coming in from the balcony. On impulse, I suppose I made it to protect us.
The pyrolisk paced back and forth around the dome until it walked back to the balcony and flew away out of sight. I released the dome, but Gavin still didn't let me move. We stayed silent with me pushed against the wall, and him cornering me, until finally he spoke.
"God. I'm such an idiot." He crumpled to the ground, letting go of me, as he covered his face with his hands and ran them through his hair. I sat down next to him, and neither of us spoke for a moment. "I'm sorry." He said after standing up. I watched him walk to the bathroom and locked himself in.
I stayed on the floor, shaking, until the sunset.
When Gavin emerged, his face was blotchy from crying, and he didn't have a shirt on. He walked over to me and scooped me up in his arms, placing me gently on the bed.
"You need rest." He said softly. "We both do." He walked around the bed and climbed in with me, then turned to look at me. "I love you, you know that?"
"Yes. I love you more."
"I love you the most."
He pulled me closer to his chest. I buried my face in his shoulder and started crying. He held me until we both fell asleep, the scare of the incident still freshly coursing through our veins.
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The next morning, when we woke up, I was still in his arms, and he was still up against the wall. He sat up and let out a gasp.
"Yeah, maybe not the best way to fall asleep." He said.
I glanced at the bed and replied, "You know the bed is only three feet away. We could've just climbed in."
He smiled and said, "Well, you're the same as ever." He touched my cheek and gazed into my eyes. "You're a gorgeous little fire cracker."
"Yeah, but I'm your gorgeous little fire cracker." I replied with a laugh. He pulled me into a kiss, and I melted in his arms. I pulled myself on his lap and wrapped my legs around his waist. He unbuttoned his jeans, attention still on me, as he slid them lower.
I heard my heart pounding in my ears, but I loved it. He stood up, holding my ass as he carried me to the bed. He put me down first and started pulling my leggings down. I grabbed his shirt and helped him out of it.
He climbed on top of me, and for the second time, we were one. One tangle moving around. In and Out. Up and Down. Harder and harder.
I moaned. He kissed. I traced his back with my fingers, allowing warmth to envelop my hand, but not fire. He ran his hand through my hair as it transformed into its bright firey red. I kept my eyes normal and my back wingless, but changed almost everything else.
I rolled him onto his back and took every atom I could inside me. He closed his eyes and opened his mouth in a wispered moan.
"Louder!" I yelled, out of breath.
He did, and I transformed back into my normal appearance as I was inveloped in an insanity to never stop.
I wispered this to him, and he moaned again, louder this time.
"Baby, you're gonna make me never want to let you go if you say things like that."
I felt his hands on my hips as he pulled me down harder. I gripped his shoulder and laid my body down on him, allowing him to take the lead. He gropped my ass harder and slammed me up until my organs became familiar with him.
By dinner, we were both breathing hard, and neither one of us wanted to stop but knew we were both too exhausted to go on. I slid off him and onto my back, bare body warm and exhausted from our tumble.
Our silence was comfortable and welcoming as we panted for air.
He turned to face me, and as soon as he saw me, he grabbed my hip and pulled me back onto him.
"I don't want this to stop." He said, rubbing his hands down my body until he reached my thighs.
"I don't, either."
So we didn't. We continued until midnight when I fell asleep from exhaustion, and he tucked me in.
The next morning, we slept until noon. He woke up first and watched my chest rise and fall. Neither of us had gotten changed, so our bare bodies were cold.
He ran his finger down my collar until he reached my breast. I woke to this but pretended to stay asleep. I heard him breathe in protest.
"Stop." He wispered to himself. "Not without her permission."
He was fighting with himself but didn't move his hand, which was now over my left breast completely.
I sat up without a word, and he gasped.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I know I shouldn't have! You were just so -" But I pushed him onto his back and climbed on to of him, purposefully putting them near his face. His very, very red face.
"You want some?" I asked teasingly.
He didn't answer, but his embarrassed, yearning expression told me all of it.
Yes. Please.
I leaned closer, so they were right in front of his face.
He didn't push me off him, which he definitely could've done with his strength and my weight. But he didn't move in any way except to stare from my face, to breasts, away to the wall, and back again.
I sighed and climbed off him. "Alright, I guess I was wrong. Suit yoURSELF" I yelped at the end.
He had sat up and grabbed my wrist, pulling me back so my back was against his chest.
He touched my breasts, and I warmed my body with my power. He felt the change and grabbed them, pulling me back tighter to his chest.
"All I want in this moment is you. Nothing else."
I grinned and grabbed his hands, gripping them, and they gripped me.
After some teasing and touching, we separated to both go get changed. I put a bra on, and he looked disappointed as he watched. Then I put my underwear on, and his gaze, which had been lingering there, faltered. He looked down at his clothes when he saw me watching him.
"Sorry." He croaked.
I grabbed the nearest piece of clothing, which happened to be the other days dirty underwear, and threw them at his head.
"Stop apologizing for things like that!" I yelled, then noticed what I threw and ran for them, but he held them above his head and kissed my burning forehead.
"Not so fast. You can't take back a gift you already gave. These are mine now!" He laughed.
My face burned so red I could barely think straight. I looked up at his hand, still holding them in place, and I burned even brighter.
He's holding your dirty undies! Do something!
My mind screamed at me to grab them, but he was too tall for me, so I just walked back to my clothes and finished getting dressed.
I glanced over, and he put them on his dresser. I quickly snatched them and put them in my dirty laundry basket.
"Hey! That's not fair!" Gavin argued. I huffed, and he grabbed me from behind around the waist. He threw me onto the bed, and I laughed as he cuddled me from behind. "Fine. I can't have those. I'll just have you for a little while longer. You'll be right here for just a few more hours."
I snorted and climbed out of bed. He sat up and watched me. "Get up." I said with a smirk. "You can have me when my body forgives me." My body had been screaming at me with every movement, but I didn't need him worrying, so I grit my teeth and smiled. "We need lunch! You can have me when my body doesn't feel like it's ripping itself apart."
"Wait, are you okay? Was I too rough?"
"No, my bodies are just a little fragile." I said, moving my hand down my chest to tease him. "If you had gone any softer on me, I'd pin you down and do whatever I wanted."
"That doesn't sound like a bad thing." He grinned.
"Last night was perfect. My body will get used to it." I blushed, and so did he.
He finished changing, and we left the room.
"Captain!" A man in a security jacket ran over.
"We've got a problem. Theirs hundreds of disgusting smelling animals outside. Nobody knows what they are!"
Gavin and I locked eyes. "I'm coming with you to check it out." I said.
He had a pained look on his face as he pushed me into the nearest closet and locked the door.
"If I'm ever going to get last night back, I need you alive." His voice sounded cheery, but their was an edge to it like he was terrified.
I closed my eyes and tried not to cry.
"You know what those are, though, right?" I asked.
He said one word. "Pyrolisks." Then he ran down the hall to the security room to see where they were.