Drama Queen



10 minutes

Yoga was extra slow today. I could feel Alex’s eyes on me. He was supposed to be sleeping but he was having more fun watching me bend and stretch into various poses all the while asking me if a certain pose was called this or that, and the more lewd he could make it the better. It took every bit of concentration to not laugh at his jokes. Though I couldn’t help but smile. It was entertaining at least. But I was sure Alex would get bored of it sooner or later. But today wasn’t that day.

I was finishing with child pose, breathing and stretching and I heard Alex stretch in bed and I couldn’t help myself I had to sit back on my heels to look up and see what he was doing. He was stretching. He’d lost his shirt somewhere between me waking up and me finishing my routine. I bit my bottom lip as I watched him stretch. The sheet was artfully draped over his body and I wondered if he was naked underneath. The smirk on his face grew wider as I stared at him, his hands behind his head as he stretched out under the sheet.

I crawled over to him on all fours and he watched me. It would have been so much sexier if I hadn’t actually had to climb up on to the bed to hold my body above him, a leg and hand on either side. Mmmmmm….

Alex stared up at me with those ice blue eyes and I licked his lips. “I missed you.”

“Did you now?” Alex smirked.

“I did.” I pressed my lips to his and devoured him. Engorged myself on his his breath and taste. I shook as I held myself above him. I wanted to know if he was naked underneath but I could wait.

Alex pulled away from me and put his hands on my chest, but he didn’t push me away. “Are you showing off pretty boy?”

I grinned down at him, “Maybe.”

“You know I can hear you right?”

I nodded, “I hope you can. I love having you inside me.”

Alex chuckled, “Do you?”

I pressed my lips to his again nipped at his bottom lip. “Fuck yes, Alex.” I let myself down on top of him and pressed my body against his. I felt his body against mine, I still couldn’t tell if he was naked, I was wearing too much, but I ground into him and he groaned beneath me.

I kissed my way across his cheek bone, and down to his ear, taking his ear lobe in my mouth and sucking on it. I breathed softly into his ear. “I remember the first time we did this.” I whispered.

Alex pulled away from me to look at me. “This part of that regression thing?” he asked me softly pressing a kiss to my cheek.

I nodded. “I remember our first kiss.” I licked his bottom lip. “You were so impressed with the trick of my hair.” I pressed a kiss to his lips. “You were so close.” I said before pecking another kiss to his lips. “I couldn’t help but lean forward and kiss you.” I pressed another kiss to his lips and nipped his bottom lip again. He was smirking, I loved that smirk. I knew he was in my head and I showed him my memory of our first time in the dream world. How we touched and kissed and explored, and then as the dream came to an end I was whisked away. I let the image stop in my head and Alex was looking up at me with his big blue questioning eyes.

He asked, “You always go to** that** dream when you left me?”

“You mean my nightmare.” I shrugged a little, “I guess. I remember every nightmare, but not you.” I sighed. “I’m sorry I disappeared on you.” The hot and bothered vibe was gone now, serious talk kinda killing the mood.

Alex pulled me against him, “Pretty boy, don’t shield on me and I’ll be good.”

I groaned as I felt that he was still hard beneath me. “And you don’t run away and I’ll be good.” I said simply and I grinned down at him putting my elbows just above his shoulders so I could kiss him harder.

Alex parted his lips and I pushed my tongue into his mouth. He bit and I groaned into his mouth. He whispered against my lips, “Are we setting rules, pretty boy?”

“Not rules. Just some suggestions.” I leaned back and looked down on him settling my knees against his body. “Serious talk?” I asked

Alex snickered, “Not sure how serious I can be with you half naked on top of me.” He wrapped his arms around me tighter, “But don’t you even think about moving.” I had been and he knew it. His fingers traced the ridges on my back and I was frozen at his touch. So soft and gentle against the rough scars. “How do these happen?” He asked.

I shrugged. “I do it to myself. My power manifests while I sleep and mimics the blows inside the dream.”

Alex quickly rolled me over on to my back and turned around, “You didn’t do this to me, we weren’t even close. I don’t even know where the fuck they came from. They just appeared after you showed me that dream we’d forgotten. I remember it now. The fear, the pain, the red glowing eyes. But until that moment.” I stared at Alex’s back. Three scars ran the diagonal of his back from left shoulder to just below his rib cage. I sat up and ran my fingers down the most mountainous one and I remembered the blow. I felt it echo in my heart. I leaned forward and pressed a kiss to it. “I’m sorry.”

Alex shook his head, “I know you didn’t do it pretty boy.” He turned and cupped my chin in his hands and made me look into those deep blue eyes of his. “Nox, you didn’t do this to me. Whatever that was did.”

“Garrett did. That wasn’t my nightmare, that was a lesson. My teacher who beat me in my head so I would learn to control my power.” I sighed. “He taught me well, if unconventionally.”

Alex growled, “I don’t want to ever hear you compliment him. Any man or woman that beats a child, physical or not should die.”

I nodded. He wasn’t the first person to say that. Sage and Mia wished him dead. Dorian was really the only one who understood. Even Dae’lin didn’t really believe me about him doing it. Dorian did and that was all that mattered.

Alex shook his head and leaned forward and pressed kiss to my lips. “No one should hurt you. And especially me. So why do you want this?”

I laughed. “Why did you put up with me not remembering you each time?”

Alex sighed and flopped back next to me. I leaned over on to my elbow and stared down at him pressing my mostly naked body to his fully naked one. He was mouth watering and we were having a serious conversation. “I don’t know. I guess I knew deep down it was my fault. But it was more. You were my only constant friend. We moved around a lot. I could tell you anything and you’d forget it, so it was safe.”

I dropped my gaze to the bed as I asked, “But you don’t like me asking questions about you or your work.” I knew that. I had remembered a conversation after we’d had the fight. Alex had been late. He was apologizing, we didn’t have much time. But he smelled like someone else. Not like the person he was pretending to be, he smelled like himself but like he’d been with a woman, with flowery perfume and all I could smell was that. I tried not to be jealous but I failed miserably. I was angry. I asked him where he’d been. He said it wasn’t my business. He told me if he had wanted me to know, he’d tell me. And that was the first and last time I asked Alex anything about himself. I remembered some things – the rules I guessed. I was such a stickler for rules.

Alex touched my cheek and I looked down at him. “I’m sorry.”

“About what?” I asked confused.

“I just saw the scene in your head. I’m sorry I want you to ask questions but I get mad at you. It probably won’t be the last time.”

I shrugged. “I don’t ask because I figure you’ll tell me what you want me to know, Alex. And if you don’t I’ll find a way to figure it out. I don’t have as easy as you with the reading of minds.” I grinned at him.

“Do you know how fucking messy it is in there?” Alex tapped the top of my head with a smirk.

I grinned “I think I do.”

I rolled over on top of Alex. He laid back with his hands behind his head, he was enjoying the view. He gave me that little smirk. “I like this view.”

“Do you?” I quipped back then leaned forwrard and kissed him hard. His fingers moved through my hair and one was at my neck keeping me close to him. I groaned as he fisted my hair and pulled just the right amount.

I ground into Alex and he groaned and pulled me away, “Stop teasing me.” He demanded.

I laughed against his lips. “What if I like teasing you?”

Alex tried to push me over but I shifted my weight so he couldn’t. I could have cheated but I didn’t need to Alex hadn’t tried very hard. He looked up at me a little surprised. I leaned down and whispered in his ear. “I also remember that you like when I’m a little bit bossy.” I nipped his ear and moved down to his neck and bit his neck. I felt his reaction beneath me.

I moved my way across his body worshiping it all to the best of my ability. His neck, his stomache. I avoided his cock. That I had special plans for. As much as I wanted to be inside Alex, I didn’t want to hurt him. And I was too eager. My body was too on edge, I missed him too much.

I used a weave of air to pull my jeans to me and pulled out a condom. Alex laughed. “You planned this?”

I shook my head. “I was hoping.”

He pulled me up to him and pressed a long hard kiss to my lips. I groaned against him and wanted nothing more than to feel him inside me. I pulled away and had to disrobe quickly before I rolled the condom down his long hard shaft and pushed him inside me. It burned and stretched but he felt so good inside me. I took what I wanted in the most basic sense of the word. I rode Alex until he was spilling inside of me and I was releasing across his stomach.

I collapsed against him and pressed a long slow kiss to his lips. He nipped at my bottom lip and we kissed long and held each other tight even though we really needed to clean up.

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