A/N: This update is depressingly short. 😢 The Good news is that the first part of my Nya x Kwamé erotica is up and it corresponds to this chapter. 😊 Click on the story entitled "The Adventures of Nya and Kwamé", and tell me what you think.
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Kwamé and I have been getting closer over time. He hasn't really made any advances on me since the time we kissed, but the knowledge that he feels something for me is enough encouragement for me to make a complete and utter fool of myself. I keep making passes at him. The thing is, he hasn't completely shut me down. Sometimes when I touch his chest, for example, he stiffens. He's never pushed me away. Today we're watching Harry Potter reruns on the television, and my head is on his chest. 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡc11mt9qqb5
"I remember, as a child, watching this in my foster mum's house, this all seemed so... beautiful, magical, horrific, and impossible. I grew up to realise that magic isn't impossible. I grew up to realise that this beauty and darkness exists in the real world."631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhEas5aXcPL
"I always think that this must have been a great shock for you." 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjW3cufhwlA
"I'm getting used to it," I tell him as he starts to run his hand through my braids. 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYpSZZUtOYD
"I'm surprised that you haven't used magic yet."631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡA3tu6jhTFi
"I've considered doing it," I tell him, remembering the time that I considered tying him. It's not something that I'm particularly proud of, but it happened.631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2toIXma5SC
"Really?" he asks, pausing the movie on the television and turning to me. His eyebrow is raised, and in the limited light, his eyes look dark silver. I can get lost in those eyes. 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPQs8do3eih
"Uh..." 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCHjul01GqN
"You don't have to explain," he says, taking my left hand in his right and brushing his thumb over the back of it. 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXYux1lg7bQ
"No," I say, feeling as if I owe him the truth. I don't know why, but I feel as if I need to own up to this. Knowing that there's a good chance that I'll regret this, I open my mouth to speak. 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5ePLrZ1aCY
"I considered tying you," I tell him rushing to get the words out. Once I do, there's this great sense of catharsis, accompanied by concern for the relationship that I have with Kwamé. I look up, to see what I expect to me an expression of confusion, or worse, disgust on his face. Instead, I'm surprised to see amusement. 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXDBVY16YX6
"You know that you can only do that with humans, right?" 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGbbFwUqa01
"I thought about that after," I mumble, my face burning in embarrassment. "I'm awful," I tell him as I look at my hands in shame.631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡK6T43q5WiH
"No, you're not. I don't believe that you would have done it if you were human." 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxiJipBibWC
"We'll never know, will we?" 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeX582gzCIs
He looks at me as if he's torn. I can tell that he wants to tell me something, but something is stopping him. 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjjJweXw67z
"Just say it," I tell him, but he bites his lip and looks down. Just as I start to wonder what he's doing, he leans forward to place the remote on the coffee table and sighs. 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdHvSjEcrNU
"I was just thinking," he begins as he leans back, "maybe, if I tell you about my experiences, you won't feel so bad. I'm reluctant to do it, though, because I feel as if it will be another speech about how not good he is. However, I decide that he should have a chance to speak, too. Reluctantly, I nod my head.631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbSjGMX4IUH
"Shortly after I died, I came across the plantation that my mother was living on. She had not been broken up from the rest of my family, thank God, but... she went through hell." He pauses for a few seconds, as if trying to think of something to say, how to word it. "I had just learned how to phase, and I wanted to go to her, show her myself, but I didn't have it under control yet. Still, I went to the plantation as a bull in the night -- as that is when we are most comfortable -- with the intention of phasing and killing her. The problem is, her slave master was there... and he was raping her."631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpIvWlOn4Tv
I shiver as I hear the tone his voice takes on. It sounds low, dark, and almost demonic. 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZtgJx1C2WB
"Sorry," he says as he looks at me before clearing his throat. "Anyway, I lost it. One minute I was standing there watching, the next minute, I was burning him alive." 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡas7yRXdGfT
I gulp, because something tells me that I haven't heard the worst part of the story. 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgcFQJiwoUR
"The worst part," he begins, "is that when he moved, she saw me, and all I saw in her eyes was fear, pure, unadulterated terror, and in that moment, I couldn't phase. I was too angry. That is the last time I saw my mother, with fear, and no recognition in her eyes, because all she could see was a monster, a goddamn bull with fire on his eyes. She died shortly after that."631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKuEBKv6AKi
I don't know what to say to that, because it's incredibly heavy. I see tears well up in his eyes, and for probably the second time since I've know him, I see them brim over. The difference is that last time, he was a bull when this happened. I grab his hand and rub my thumb over the back of his hand in an attempt to soothe him. 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡX0LPO7Ajlp
"Can't you see ghosts?" I ask him, to which he nods slightly. 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGJ7WHiw0pS
"I've never seen hers, though." He snuffles a bit before speaking. I'm telling you this because you were honest enough to tell me the truth. I felt like being honest about my past, too. My most painful memory." 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuoth09AO50
I don't know what to say to that, so I don't. I just curl up and put my head against his chest as he pauses the television. I don't even know what I'm looking at, since my mind is on so many other things. 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVfSdtnpE3j
"You'll be fine, Nya. You're a good person. You just had a bad idea." 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPudkrOTKTS
The calmness in his voice as he speaks about the fact that I almost obeah-ed him is amazing, but if he's not too worried, then maybe I shouldn't be, either. 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0p2tfKs7hz
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"Nya." 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWsrM8oErI6
It's Kwamé's voice, and it sounds as if something is bothering him. I'm exhausted, though, and it's not enough encouragement to get my lazy ass up. 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmORbAYEaSj
"Nya, come on. This is serious." 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmSfDbtjTwu
"Go away," I mumble as I roll over, and fall right off of the couch, where I fell asleep in Kwamé's arms. At some point, he got up, because he's now standing over me as I look up at him through aching, sleep deprived eyes.631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbhbCuRfHy7
"What?" 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIyESKHTRgK
"Lu'lu made contact with us." 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmpVzQrxFIC
At first, I wonder why I should care that someone wants to talk to us -- that is, until I remember who Lu'lu is, and what that means. This is what happens when you're exhausted, and your enemy has a cute, unsuspecting name. 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkVLSTgdvAM
"How?" I ask. 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJo2zVXvHaL
"She left a golden comb by the doorstep. Her comb." 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxt9AIenJtc
"How do you know?" 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0tqD3JbSH5
"Because I do." He sighs, before disappearing from view, only to pop back up in a few seconds, before I even have time to sit up. 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9pMhW0foPf
"Why don't you touch it for yourself?" he asks, holding out the comb in one hand. It's bright, and it gives off this vibrant energy, almost as if it's alive. Hesitantly, I reach out my hand to touch it, only for it to send an electrical shock up my arm. What's more interesting is that I see her when I touch it. For a fraction of a second, I can actually see her in front of me with a smirk on her beautiful face. I don't even have to ask what it means. Instead, I state it, like a declaration. 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4kb5SpRFuz
"She's coming," I deadpan. I should have more fear when speaking about her, but a part of me really doesn't care anymore. I'm tired of her, and I can't even die. I have Kwamé and Akatua on my side, and together, we're more powerful than she could ever be. 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡj4NhbGWQ0M
"You aren't worried," Kwamé states after looking at my face for a few seconds. 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMs71ADMeUQ
"Nether are you." 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbDrmbcswGa
"I am, I just know that she's not coming for now. You don't seem to be very concerned, though."631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡK5faGqloDv
"I'm not. I have you guys." 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIveGjG7PaR
Kwamé exhales heavily before taking the comb from me and sitting on the couch. 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmjGKG4vKzk
"Why send us her golden comb, though?" 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVSBh7qWawB
"To let us know that she's coming after us. It's not her only comb, though." 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBHbHh6RN8p
"How do you know?" 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡR9z5JgtOtK
He scowls before answering. "Personal experience," he tells me, taking a seat on the couch as I look up at him from where I'm seated on the ground. 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsZbYtxxHpd
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So far, I've figured out that Kwamé and Lu'lu have some sort of unpleasant history together, but I haven't been able to ask him, mostly because I know that it's something that he's ashamed of. 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCqV0miS23K
"I have to get ready for work," I tell him since it's a Saturday today.631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVMFh8RG92g
"It's 4 a.m. and your work starts at 8. Go back to sleep." His grey eyes bore into mine, and it's as if he's seeing through my soul. I didn't even know what time it was before I said that, the only thing that I'm aware of is that I can't sleep. 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYd9uPe0JdC
"I can't," I grumble. 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVHxFxjjjmx
"You want me to put you back to sleep?" 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNslwt2nSqU
"What do you mean?" I ask him, hearing the sudden suggestiveness in his voice. It's as if the conversation has gone 180° in the space of a few seconds. 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6tMX3SQed1
"Wear you down," he replies with a smirk as he looks at me, now seated in the sofa. His body is as relaxed as it could possibly be as he looks at me with playful eyes. I don't know exactly what he's going to do, what to make of the double entendre in his words, before he gives me one simple command:631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsIWtl25RXc
"Run." 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQGYdF0cEPE
I'm a bit dumb sometimes when I'm around him because of his beauty and perfection, so it takes me a few seconds to register what he said to me. It's enough time for him to roll his eyes and lean forward, which kick starts my brain, allowing me to not-so-stealthily rise to my feet, and take off like a tortoise. I know that he can more than catch me. Still, I run from him, until he gets bored of pretending yo chase me, and he sweeps me off my feet, and over his shoulder. 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYlSfsgHU3J
"Kwamé! Put me down!" I command him. 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWQI7DA5yV5
"Nope." 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡx2BgVSpDeT
I groan and wiggle my body on an attempt to be set free. He completely ignores me.631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡd8p7G71gin
"Kwamé!" 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzaYoMr9BNN
"Give up."631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVucfBo1UCn
From my upside down position, I can see that we're crossing the threshold to my bedroom. I get nervous, knowing that any card can play now, but at the same time, I'm excited. 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7ZmLfSyCgs
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"What are we doing, Kwamé?" I ask him as I lie beside him in my bed, my head on his chest. He's playing with my hair as I come down from that magnificent, orgasmic high. Kwamé has a wicked set of fingers, and of we continue on this trajectory, there is no way that we won't end up having sex.631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgSZYCxCSVg
"I don't know." I hear a sadness in his voice, and it saddens me, too. It makes me feel as if I'm a regret, as if he wishes that the past hour never happened. 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9c1LYaaVI7
"I'm terrified of hurting you," he tells me. The ironic part is that the look in his eyes hurts far more than he could ever fathom. "I just want to give you what you deserve. I'm trying, Nya." 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡteFvzxmJYG
"You regret it," I whisper. 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpzvCZJ1kjF
"No, I don't, Nya. I'm glad that this happened. It was an interesting experience. A good experience." 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWhjh4pWAev
"You sure?" I ask him. 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxN8sDAfMmW
"Yes. It was amazing. You're amazing."631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqEMYFPICKl
Before either of us could say something else, the knocking on the door catches our attention. If I'm not mistaken, Kwamé's body language shifts just before the person knocks on the door. I guess a heightened sense of hearing does that to you.631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVaHoGuLhOd
"You know who it is?" 631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPTIC65epSz
"Yeah," he mutters. I don't even need him to say it, because the look of calmness and underlying joy on his face tells me. Still, he says her name.631Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0OUdhETYtI
"Akatua."
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