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. 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3BoCAUoMaa
"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."629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡK6mzHMWpCZ
"I always think that this must have been a great shock for you." 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡe38V9ST8Ee
"I'm getting used to it," I tell him as he starts to run his hand through my braids. 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqXSvgtBXYM
"I'm surprised that you haven't used magic yet."629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡK6njP4FNL4
"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.629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuwfM3OODF4
"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. 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSqusPH1LR5
"Uh..." 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfey3kmSoIM
"You don't have to explain," he says, taking my left hand in his right and brushing his thumb over the back of it. 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1fNbRQeEEW
"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. 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqW6grc0jqP
"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. 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡccTH1ras31
"You know that you can only do that with humans, right?" 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcfMsSKSXi7
"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.629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ76BG9qjO0K
"No, you're not. I don't believe that you would have done it if you were human." 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDJqunkjZg4
"We'll never know, will we?" 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkHrYSlQ9mh
He looks at me as if he's torn. I can tell that he wants to tell me something, but something is stopping him. 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxT3LyMWCQH
"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. 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrzicL9w4F8
"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.629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8uZorjWIoa
"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."629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ28tNk5sDCc
I shiver as I hear the tone his voice takes on. It sounds low, dark, and almost demonic. 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvFqUjM0Eaw
"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." 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbfzpmj1koN
I gulp, because something tells me that I haven't heard the worst part of the story. 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh8jJ7gOMmD
"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."629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFa9ljzurIq
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. 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBsJsvIuINB
"Can't you see ghosts?" I ask him, to which he nods slightly. 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtAHsKLNhAL
"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." 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7vQRZRo4Sx
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. 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6IFbtN0vo9
"You'll be fine, Nya. You're a good person. You just had a bad idea." 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6DnuYQRkTd
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. 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMqL6fLQ74V
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"Nya." 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡx9TNmw3vSv
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. 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxljJXYN3MR
"Nya, come on. This is serious." 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡV0NYMcpYje
"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.629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWXHG5XxSB7
"What?" 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡz4LZEST8yJ
"Lu'lu made contact with us." 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYn2EjJzZfS
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. 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMJ3oPpuEd4
"How?" I ask. 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡo2Ic5Q7j41
"She left a golden comb by the doorstep. Her comb." 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUfMuTPCKy3
"How do you know?" 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtYzJcQSUOP
"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. 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUsZ1WLlU38
"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. 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0O5P02oUYE
"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. 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWbLINbX7du
"You aren't worried," Kwamé states after looking at my face for a few seconds. 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdEwsxkZLVk
"Nether are you." 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbbyPgXHmQV
"I am, I just know that she's not coming for now. You don't seem to be very concerned, though."629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsvFNjIz5QB
"I'm not. I have you guys." 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdZTHYarewe
Kwamé exhales heavily before taking the comb from me and sitting on the couch. 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3PL0aBc9Ns
"Why send us her golden comb, though?" 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfrGVDyfcRq
"To let us know that she's coming after us. It's not her only comb, though." 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOXsCezkL4T
"How do you know?" 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡruQ01SPekr
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. 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyguxwhTyLk
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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. 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡS0EkIpeeTf
"I have to get ready for work," I tell him since it's a Saturday today.629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwAaTQVMNVn
"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. 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡk9nlOydouZ
"I can't," I grumble. 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtGK8bTcpBS
"You want me to put you back to sleep?" 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZQKUQ4WU0r
"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. 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6l6jv8EcvZ
"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:629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ36DWVJvDc2
"Run." 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPdLjwaQQ6z
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. 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8yzbjnkez6
"Kwamé! Put me down!" I command him. 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOPYnlfkm6D
"Nope." 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwGF4TPnplc
I groan and wiggle my body on an attempt to be set free. He completely ignores me.629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdfD0cpENIb
"Kwamé!" 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZznahep7B7
"Give up."629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ08a1FEuL1Y
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. 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEiNKbo4r8w
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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.629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1OJmFNvxJu
"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. 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJh5U65r8d8
"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." 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHpy3gl91s8
"You regret it," I whisper. 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSDq5q8b76x
"No, I don't, Nya. I'm glad that this happened. It was an interesting experience. A good experience." 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡm5tkPiiBFW
"You sure?" I ask him. 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzCmQyH149y
"Yes. It was amazing. You're amazing."629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡehNKWiUaOx
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.629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡggiXn7lcnT
"You know who it is?" 629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzUavtw5kTR
"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.629Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡI2qrLIll5M
"Akatua."
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