Filed to story: Loving You In My Final Days
His voice became husky again and Abi’s heart began to beat wildly as he started trailing his nose on the hollow of her neck.
“R-reward?”
“Mm. I’ll make sure to make you feel good, Abigail.” His eyes started to close and he moved in like he was about to kiss her. However, Abi covered his lips. She was afraid that the little monster would wake up again if they kissed some more!
Alex’s brows knitted as he peeled her hand away from his mouth.
“You don’t want the reward?” he asked, his face looking like he couldn’t believe that a certain little fruit refused him.
“Let’s go home, Alex. Uhm… my hand is still tired so we can’t awaken the little monster again. I know that I promised four times but, I said that there should be time intervals, right?” she explained.
Alex threw back his head and chuckled.
“Little fruit… I think you are safe from the little monster for now.” he laughed before his face became serious.
He grabbed her chin and pulled her closer to his face.
“Listen, I only lost control because of you licking your lips like…” he trailed off as he sighed. His thumb caressed her lips as he gazed intently at her. “So I have to remind you Abigail, if you don’t want me to go crazy, don’t lick your lips like that ever again, unless you’re ready for the consequences. Got it?”
Alex and Abi arrived back at the mansion. The sky was already dark and it was starting to get cool. They walked inside into the lounge area and Abi was expecting to see the other three guests but surprisingly, they were nowhere to be found.
“Where are they?” she asked as she looked at Alex.
Alex just shrugged, indicating that he had no idea where the three men were.
Abi was going to ask something more but she was distracted by the mouth watering aroma coming from the dining hall. She followed the smell and almost floated towards the dining hall where all the yummy food was laid out.
Abi was famished as she had used up quite a bit of energy from… well, taming the little monster, so she was nearly drooling by the time she sat down at the table. She completely forgot about Alex for a minute until she saw him walk in and sit on his seat.
Once he sat down, Abi started piling up the food on her plate and started to dig in while Alex merely watched her with an inexplicable expression on his face.
As the pile on her plate decreased, Alex saw more room on her plate so he took bits of cut up fruit and placed on her plate like a nice master patiently feeding his pet.
“Eat more fruit, little lamb,” he told her. “You’ll need lots of good nutrients in order to become stronger.”
Abi looked at him like an obedient little lamb and just nodded because her mouth was too full for her to speak.
After the meal, Abi leaned back as if that would make room in her tummy. She was so stuffed that she didn’t know if she would be able to get up from her seat!
Alex rested his head lazily on his knuckles as he continued staring at her. When Abi finally noticed him staring, she stared back at him. “Alex, why are you staring at me like that?” she tilted her head slightly as she asked. “Is there something on my face?” She blinked her big round eyes as she touched her face.
“Hmm… No, I’m just imagining how you would look if you became chubby,” he rubbed his chin with his thumb. “I guess… you could look like a cute, round white bun…Maybe as round as white watermelon?”
Abi puffed her cheeks. How could this man say these things to a lady? White watermelons?!
Before Abi could retort, the man suddenly laughed, as if he just got so amused by his very own internal joke. His pleasant chuckle echoed inside the hall and Abi fell in a daze for a moment, before she huffed.
“I’m not going to become fat!” she told him and Alex’s laughter slowly died down.
He still looked quite entertained as he held her wrist.
“Well, look at this wrist, Abigail. It’s so small. It’s like a twig that could be snapped in mere seconds. It’s no wonder it couldn’t even last for two rounds.” His tongue clicked. “You need to eat more, Abigail,” he muttered and Abi pulled her hand away from him.
“These wrists will get stronger soon. Just you wait!” she retorted as she closed her hand into a fist and waved it in front of his face like an old grandma telling off some naughty brats.
Alex chuckled again.
“Come here, Abigail,” he pulled her and made her sit on his lap.
He took a deep breath as he rested his chin on her shoulder blade, causing Abi to feel her skin tingle at that exact spot.
“P-please, don’t.” She suddenly tried to get away from him but Alex didn’t let go.
“Behave, little lamb.”
“B-but… you’re sniffing me.” She blushed, utterly embarrassed.
“So what if I’m sniffing you?”
“I… I haven’t taken a shower yet and I also got sweaty t-taming your little monster a while ago.”
Alex let out a throaty chuckle before he sighed and nibbled on her skin.
