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. 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBlR5XaOqih
"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."600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡngzfaCBRj3
"I always think that this must have been a great shock for you." 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXgHF7EvhMo
"I'm getting used to it," I tell him as he starts to run his hand through my braids. 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡp5zrkOH2c4
"I'm surprised that you haven't used magic yet."600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUvZ6Dn5mjD
"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.600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡC0wqmQddB0
"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. 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEkJ2YELi2l
"Uh..." 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqkJ2F2WDiM
"You don't have to explain," he says, taking my left hand in his right and brushing his thumb over the back of it. 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡU06X1VsT5Y
"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. 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡG5V20dAjZB
"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. 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYQWM9btHxH
"You know that you can only do that with humans, right?" 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcKynQItVI4
"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.600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgtrGioZhEm
"No, you're not. I don't believe that you would have done it if you were human." 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡk95veXNbe6
"We'll never know, will we?" 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7BdwodgLpH
He looks at me as if he's torn. I can tell that he wants to tell me something, but something is stopping him. 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡb7rMRmf1uD
"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. 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcPDnOThA3M
"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.600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzx8n9Urbxi
"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."600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFm0WKcPePh
I shiver as I hear the tone his voice takes on. It sounds low, dark, and almost demonic. 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡl0C19Tsjn1
"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." 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiUeMzXLk6v
I gulp, because something tells me that I haven't heard the worst part of the story. 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡo6wJVAMUi4
"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."600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ47MxsPPgsA
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. 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuqcBeomkjv
"Can't you see ghosts?" I ask him, to which he nods slightly. 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQAJ87rWPCr
"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." 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZ6ZSZ4PulE
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. 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWos7MdCrM4
"You'll be fine, Nya. You're a good person. You just had a bad idea." 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmzhmWzsBBa
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. 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡToLt0uDQ80
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"Nya." 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCUIVFNoes1
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. 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxjgwTokWvF
"Nya, come on. This is serious." 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXy6k2odaH0
"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.600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhheabRuyzj
"What?" 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFc279cwsty
"Lu'lu made contact with us." 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡN0fQbMzrLt
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. 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡO6MF84eQKx
"How?" I ask. 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYEbj2Bx8Rf
"She left a golden comb by the doorstep. Her comb." 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjBoNdk3uaJ
"How do you know?" 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwiMBlFNcYP
"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. 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfOU43eXXhD
"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. 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVtaF8uc7EE
"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. 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmjfRekKBX6
"You aren't worried," Kwamé states after looking at my face for a few seconds. 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaYqYLDL27c
"Nether are you." 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLB0QOvW0ws
"I am, I just know that she's not coming for now. You don't seem to be very concerned, though."600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVEMlPpLPYe
"I'm not. I have you guys." 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhfmiE8IXuk
Kwamé exhales heavily before taking the comb from me and sitting on the couch. 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPw5tCAzCWK
"Why send us her golden comb, though?" 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwNDDWApVf2
"To let us know that she's coming after us. It's not her only comb, though." 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ61s90bJRVk
"How do you know?" 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1dfOMxi4cY
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. 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvQlLfimXsx
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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. 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnekSPkmqK6
"I have to get ready for work," I tell him since it's a Saturday today.600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡW5KokoR2Rv
"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. 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgbBbO4gm4E
"I can't," I grumble. 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXamGSTUHyP
"You want me to put you back to sleep?" 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9APj5FYAdN
"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. 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgMImpJ6YLd
"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:600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9XhpVyBFxa
"Run." 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbmrlgkL379
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. 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSdjE973yzc
"Kwamé! Put me down!" I command him. 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡA4854eGeL2
"Nope." 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4mBcWldy7z
I groan and wiggle my body on an attempt to be set free. He completely ignores me.600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPB480BSVyg
"Kwamé!" 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeAUBMpRBxT
"Give up."600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1kE5eti8ls
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. 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbiarp27da4
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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.600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGkIzMscHVJ
"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. 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkKoqYz1TD2
"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." 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVz36AAGGfR
"You regret it," I whisper. 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTtPxUksPco
"No, I don't, Nya. I'm glad that this happened. It was an interesting experience. A good experience." 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdBmNaWvS6w
"You sure?" I ask him. 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPuI43gBOxi
"Yes. It was amazing. You're amazing."600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDoYLVljhrP
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.600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaDaxCAWIHF
"You know who it is?" 600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡP8PHIIpE8e
"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.600Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEiIwkrvR5Q
"Akatua."
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