Rickey was swept away by Joshua, Jarred and Jeff to go celebrate us getting back together. He was reluctant at first, but he admitted it might be easier for him to learn how to block his own basic thoughts if he were farther away. I couldn't agree more, and it also gave me some alone time to talk to Jason. We had done our throne duties for the day and I had decided the best way for us to relax and slowly talk things out was with some drawing in our room.
"So. . . I watched you two last night, you guys looked pretty mad, this morning things looked better though?" I asked brushing off the eraser bits from my paper.
"I was reading his thoughts for a while, he was very open about things. . . I can't help that I get upset when I think about him after the way he left you. . . let alone seeing him."
There was a slight irritated tone to his voice, but something told me it wasn't because of me.
"I wanted him back. . . don't get me wrong, because I know he makes you happy I guess I just wasn't- I'm not fully trusting of him after his habits. . . I know it'll be fixed with time and his"
He paused putting his pencil down.
"Commitment to his trying to mend things was a big step. . ." he admitted with a sigh.
"Are you upset because I agreed to do it?. . . ." I asked softly.
"At first I guess I didn't understand, knowing you knew my concerns- but I also can't blame you for wanting that with someone. . . How is he doing by the way?"
I shrugged.
"He hasn't texted."
"You know that's not what I meant. . ."
I sighed and closed my eyes for a minute working around two minds was still getting used to.
Focus on the liquor, focus on the stupid taste of the liquor in your mouth. Ugh, but the taste of her mouth sweet perfect sexy little mouth, that melt in your mouth feel of her blood fuck.
I felt the blood rush to my cheeks and a tingle between my legs and I pulled myself away and cleared my throat.
"He's fine."
I blinked feeling my eyes shift.
"You sure? You're eyes are super shifty"
I felt my phone vibrate and I looked down and opened my messages.
Rickey: Please tell me you were just in my head and I'm not crazy
I laughed to myself.
"Well, now that I spied on him he thought he might be going crazy"
"Yeah it can feel weird when someone's poking around" he chuckled.
I texted him back that I was sorry I just wanted to check in.
He didn't text back, but I wasn't surprised the way his thoughts were slurring he was pretty drunk.
"They might be a while though, I think he's taking your twenty four hour advice"
I shook my head. I couldn't blame him though.
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Jason and I had talked to Alexander for a while about how we were gong to bring up the engagement and had decided since Eric and Cassie were coming in tomorrow it would be the best time. Might not be a perfect plan, or an easy transition but it was what we had. I jerked as a loud slam of the door echoed the house as I started to hear yelling I walked to my door and cracked it open. It's 2 A.M who's coming over at this hour in such a rage? I thought everyone would be thrilled I said to go home tonight early from our meeting. . .
"Yo Jason—where's my bitch at?" I shook my head as I heard Rickey yell at Jason his words slurred so much his accent was almost was gone.
I guess it was a good thing that Jason went down to grab a book from the library. . . I sighed starting to put together my things. Well I guess we know Rickey was successful tonight. . . Drank at least a bottle too if not more.
"You honestly think I'm going to let you talk to her when you're this trashed?" Jason replied calmly.
"Oh and who are you to say I can't?" Rickey snapped his voice growing irritated.
"Just calm down, what's going on?"
"I am calm you're just stupid. You can't tell me when I can and can't talk to my girlfriend." Rickey calmed down for a moment.
"You, are drunk."
Meanwhile I didn't really care that he was drunk, but Jason I think was still using it as a reason to let out his feelings on their other issues. Whatever they still had to sort out.
"You're fucking point? I've talked to her when I was drunk, you can't control us you're not her fucking father so let me talk to her."
"We're in the middle of drawing." Jason said flatly.
Which mind you it sounded like it was a lie, but it was the truth. Honestly sounded like a dumb excuse in general.
"Oh so drawing is more import than me? Fuck her then."
I felt my blood start to boil and I shook it off taking in a breath.
Rickey started to raise his voice. "You going to come down or pretend like I'm not reading you right now Luna?"
I sighed and started my way downstairs as I heard them end the conversation Jason muttered something;
"You're right, not her father. Just her husband."
I looked at the two of them. Rickey's dark brown hair was a mess and blood was trickled from his mouth like he had been in a fight, but he showed no other signs of being in one. . I could smell the scent of his blood, maybe a little bit of someone else's but hardly. He was wearing a dark grey and black hoodie and some semi-tight dark washed blue jeans, but for some reason no shirt. Where did he just come from? His eyes were black and filled with anger. Where did his shirt go and where was Jarred?
Rickey suddenly looked dizzy and sat down on the floor holding his stomach and I crouched down beside him urgently and looked at him as he grew pale.
"Get away from me!" He growled his eyes fading more to red.
Rickey had a big problem biting his tongue when he was upset and drinking about something and I knew it was just one of those times to leave. If he was hurt or in trouble it was Jason's time to deal with him, and if he didn't Rickey was on his own. They clearly needed to still work some things out before tomorrow.
"FUCK YOU!" He was still holding his stomach and looking terrible, but I got up and started to walk back to my room I wasn't going to deal with this tonight. I started to zip my hoodie back up when Jason spoke;
"Yet she still loves you, all day she wondered where you were and here you are yelling at her now. Great to know I come home from a trip and you're a mess."
Jason was always a good sport about Rickey when he was like this even when it bothered him greatly. Jason's soft soothing voice finally calmed Rickey down enough so he stopped screaming as I was about to reach the top of the stairs.
"Stop!I'm sorry. . . come back please. . ." Rickey almost whispered his words and I stopped and looked back at him as he stood up and walked to me and hugged me. I started to smell his scent flood through my nose, the whiskey, his blood, rain and overpowering smell of cigarettes and maybe even some weed relieved me to know he hadn't killed anyone tonight.
I felt a slight wince of pain in my gut and it caused me to take a sharp breath. Jason must've heard me because he looked at both of us.
"Rickey I need to be honest. . . did you doubt the blood bond?" Jason asked slowly.
I could still feel the faded feeling of my blood boiling with anger. No it wasn't anger. . . it was frustration. . . Rickey must've been overworking himself to try and keep Jason and I separate in his mind.
"No I-" he started taking a shaky breath.
"Fuck! I just doubted that it'd be enough to prove it to you both, but I-" he yelled out in pain and slouched into me.
"Idiot! that counts! no wonder!" Jason shook his head taking a step towards us.
I put my hands on his waist holding him up carefully. I could shake off the pain I had died enough that those feelings were easy.
"You seem pissed about something."
He looked down on me and smiled towering over me.
"No baby, I'm sorry I just am trying really hard not to have both of you swimming in my brain all the time, let me see your pretty face."
He gently put his hands on either side of my face and kissed me and gently pulled down the hood of my hoodie.
I looked up at him into his smoldering red and black eyes and put it back up and smirked, the heat wasn't working still and you could tell it was ice in the house because my hairs stood up, but god he could make me melt.
"I'm sorry Jason. . . I just. . . fuck I'm really trying to prove this to you" Rickey confessed.
"I know, we'll figure it out. . . I'm going out for a bit, call me if you need me to come get asshole out of your hair. Who knows maybe I'll throw him out tonight."
Jason had his jacket in his hand and walked out the door.
"Do you really need to be that way when he's around? Or to him?" I scolded Rickey.
"Of course not. I just admitted that was wrong of me I just- fuck when he looks at me like that I feel even worse. . . I felt bad enough thinking about you tonight"
He took my hand and tugged on it towards the stairs. He didn't seem too drunk now. . . Though I still wondered why he looked such a mess, but I could look into that when we got to the room.
"Let's get your drunk ass up to bed shall we? I gotta fix some things up in my room first though"
I started to lead him up the stairs to my bedroom and shut the door. I grabbed the remaining things I had to clean up off the bed.
"You don't need that hoodie come here" Ricked pulled my hoodie off as he pulled me into him from behind as I shook my head turning around dropping the stuff in my hands from the sudden tingle I felt when he touched me again. We had touched so much downstairs I thought maybe that part was calmed down by now, but I guess not. I tried snatching it back as he threw it under the bed and pulled me closer to him and gently grazed his teeth against my shoulder biting it eagerly, but he didn't break the skin and started to laugh.
"Listen it is freezing and I do need that."
He ignored me smiling and started to kiss me, but not like he did downstairs. This time it was filled with more hunger, the kind I'd always get when he'd be gone for a while, but now with our bond it felt so much stronger everything did everything was even more sensitive and thrilling. I kissed him back and to be surprised by the amount of whiskey and blood I could still taste in his mouth, I then held him back looking up at him.
"I want it back." I wasn't that cold, but I certainly deserved the right to be a brat after the stunt he pulled downstairs even if I knew he was dealing with a lot internally right now, we both were. Together.
"Mm,no."
He put his hands on my waist. Rickey knew very well what I was doing and he was going to let me have my moment because he knew it was fair too because I was the one who was going to babysit him till he sobered up, even if Jason came back. No matter how under the influence he may be I'm sure part of him was still somewhat in control to hear my thoughts right now too even if they were in and out.
I pulled away to grab the hoodie from under the bed and I went to get back up as he pushed me onto the bed grabbing the hoodie and smirked and then finally sat on the bed putting the hoodie next to me.
"So what all did you hear tonight hmm?"
I threw the hoodie back at him.
"You were having fifthly thoughts about me as per usual, you were complaining that the whiskey wasn't working."
I snickered.
He didn't speak for a moment just put me on his lap and hugged me and we both waited for a moment.
"Lets get freaky now, let's get fucking freak now" I shook my head as he said. Maybe he was still drunk.
"You were also right downstairs. . . I am a little high. . . I was trying everything, but fuck I just kept thinking about you" he groaned.
He laid down pulling me on top of him and smiled as I smiled back looking into his eyes and he kissed my neck and whispered into it.
"I love you though, god I love you so much."
"I love you too even when your a crazed animal" I smiled.
He put his hands on my waist and I continued to look into his eyes, they were still the same mixture as they were downstairs.
"Do I have a disease or something?" He asked sounding upset and confused.
I just shook my head.
"Of course not, what kind of question is that?"
"Then what's wrong? You won't even touch me. . . that's all I craved all night too I won't even deny it"
I looked at him confused.
"Nothing?" He pushed me off of him gently and sat beside me and shook his head.
"No what's wrong? Am I ugly. . . or something?. . ."
Oh yeah Mr. Six pack perfect body and hair is ugly alright. The man doesn't even have to do much to be to get me soaked for him, to have me on my knees begging.
He laughed a little clearly tuning in to my rant.
I moved to sit on his lap and looked at him in the eyes.
"No I mean it, is there anything?"
He looked back at me.
"My body not good enough? You want me to work out more? My hair, is it too dark? Too long? Too short? Tell me. . ."
He looked so scared and worry. . . he was never so fragile as he looked now. It pulled at me too, I felt like shit. Why did he feel this way? I practically worshipped him when we were behind closed doors. . . And I loved him also quite openly in public too. . .
"Believe me you're like a god, my God might I add, you know that. It was just a hard day on both of us I think adjusting. . ." I smiled tracing his jawline with my finger.
Which was true normally he was boastful about it he loved reminding me how submissive I was to him.
"Can I help?"
He pushed me into him and I just laid my head into him, I stayed silent letting the vibration of whatever feeling he was giving me wash over me as I kept smiling. It just felt so good. He opened his legs so I fell between them and pulled my face to his kissing me and I put my arms around his neck opening my mouth ever so slightly. He started to gently put his arm underneath my legs to pick me up and gently placed me higher up on the bed not breaking the kiss. He stopped only a few moments later to lock eyes with me. I felt my lips tingle with a slight swollen sting to them.
"I love you. . ." he said again.
I couldn't help, but smile more like a lovestruck idiot.
"I love you too."
He crawled on top of me looking down at me.
"Ahh. . .this body, I've missed it all day."
He continued to smile and started to run his hand up to my behind. I felt the hair on the back of my neck stand up and I almost wanted to whimper his touches kept giving me these shocks of warm electricity.
Then I suddenly remembered. . .
"Aren't you supposed to not be having sex so much mister?" I smirked.
He started to take off his hoodie ignoring my poor excuse for a distraction.
"I feel both of us now, melded completely."
He reminded.
"So be good." I always teased him about this because I knew he couldn't stop wanting neither of us could right now. I couldn't get enough of just his sexy voice right now as dumb as it seemed.
He took my hand and made it run down his abs. It killed me to say no to him tonight because there was nothing more that I wanted then him tonight I wanted to feel him as close as he could be. I needed it. Yes he could tell everything, but I couldn't resist teasing him.
"Please baby?" He cooed softly looking back at me as I bit my lip watching him move my hand across his inked body. Then I noticed there was something new.
"No." I smirked at him.
"It's been three months! That's more than both of us thought I'd last!" This was true, and there was not a single feeling in me that wanted to stall this any longer. Then I noticed there was more than one tattoo that was new, the one had to be from tonight because of the blood smear too.
"You got new tattoos?"
I looked up at him and he gave me a awkward smile.
"I uh. . . I got them to remind me of my mistakes."
I looked at him confused now.
"She's a paradox of epic proportion, she's the girl you hate but her eyes force total seduction" he murmured the lyrics softly as he guided my hand over the words and paused.
"Because well I think we both know it was hard for me to admit you caught me. . ."
He moved my hand to his brand new one.
"You are my plague, feeding on me. . . because fuck if I can listen to either of those songs without thinking of you now" he whispered even softer before chuckling.
I grabbed him pulling him to me and kissed him hungrily. He puts his hands up my shirt slowly and started to pull it off and pulled away kissing my neck and pulling it off the rest of the way. He was perfect, even if he had made mistakes- even if they hurt that's what made him so perfect, he wasn't a fairytale, he was as real as anything else in my life. I leaned over kissing his neck and whispered.
"It was longer than I thought" I admitted trying to still wrap around the fact that not only did he bind our souls together he put ink on his body to remind himself of me. . .
I moved my hips against him and he whimpered biting his lip.
Which was one of the sexiest sounds ever to come from his mouth, for him to show that slight bit of submission was beyond a buzz as it just made my head feel more cloudy.
"I mean you can feel how long it's been. . ." He taunted gripping me against him closer.
I didn't want to feel it like this. I wanted to feel him completely. Flesh to flesh. I started to tug on his pants looking at him and he pushed me back over onto my back getting on top of me and looked up my body once more like a lion praising himself for his kill.
"I'm sorry. . ." he said quietly.
I looked at him puzzled.
"For what? You aren't hurting me right now or anything. ."
He smiled.
"Not yet. . ."
I felt my cheeks get hot as I blushed letting the thoughts run wild. When it came to Rickey craving it was wild enough, two months deprived is like uncaging the animal inside him. I knew he was holding back last night, but tonight and with the bond still fresh I doubted it was going to be anything short of fulfilling. I got wetter just thinking about such an withering pleasure.
"You better not."
"Only in a pleasurable way you know that. . " he rolled his eyes missing my point.
"Actually. . . why don't you do it?"
He started to take off the rest of his clothes.
"It's Jason's first night back and—"
"I'll carry you to my room then after and I'll even help you since you're being so nervous tonight- how does that sound?"
He started moving my hips against him taunting me as I rubbed up against his hard member.
I let out a soft sigh of pleasure closing my eyes.
"I know I feel everything down to the bone too, it feels like my blood is shaking" he murmured in my ear.
He slid his hand up my shirt and moved his hand under my bra squeezing my breast tightly before removing my shirt slowly as I bit my lip as he leaned in kisses down my neck. Feeling his hot breath prick my skin and my core continued to ache with need.
"You're going to be shaking and screaming by the time I'm done with you." He smirked down at me as I felt myself melt with anticipation even more.
"We'll just see about that." I grinned and he yanked off my pants
.
"I will take that as a challenge. . . The question is. . . are you going to be obedient for me or are you going to be feisty?" He rolled himself over putting me on top of him and looked up at me as he quickly slid into me not wasting another second and I sucked in my breath.
"Fuck." I whispered.
I fought the urge to let the pleasure completely take over me. I didn't want to come this quick. I clenched around him feeling him throb it felt like it was our first time together again as the tip of him rubbed against that perfect spot inside me.
"Sound like someone else needed it just as bad as I did."
He smirked up at me thrusting harder into me, but keeping his pace slowed. It hadn't been long since we had been this close, but it felt like forever. I lifted myself up and down his length grinding a little against him each time I came down hovering myself over that edge. Each time I took him deep inside me I nearly came undone, but it wasn't enough. It wasn't what I wanted, it wasn't what I craved. I craved him to take me like the animal I knew he was, but he was keeping himself restrained and I hated it, I needed to feel him closer, I wanted to be smothered by him.
I felt his chest rumbled as he growled and I let out a soft moan of pleasure when he suddenly flipped me over pulling out of me only long enough to slam himself back into me and started to quicken his pace and pumped himself violently and I locked my eyes with his and let out a small moan of his name as I closed my eyes. I wrapped my legs around his waist tightly as groaned in pleasure as I suddenly felt one of his hands grab mine and held my arms above my head. His body crushing me into the mattress I found to lift my hips to meet his rough thrusts. I opened my eyes only to see him start to withdraw himself I whimpered. He flashed his eyes up at me only to reveal he wasn't nearly done with me yet and his head went further down until he was between my legs as he started to lick me ever so softly.
"Rickey please. . ." I gasped biting my lip when he started to lick my clit aggressively licking up my juices.
"Oh no. . . I said not till you're screaming and shaking baby. . ." He knew how bad I wanted this release, but by no means was he going to just let me have it.
"I know you were listening to the part where I was thinking about tasting this part of you, and fuck it's even better than I remembered from last night- is that even possible?" he chuckled against me and I felt myself shiver from the vibration of pleasure and whimpered.
"Then stop your fucking teasing and let me have my release!"
I yelled out of frustration and he smirked and put his mouth around the small bud sucking it and swirling his tongue around it ever so skillfully. My hips bucked up and my legs began to tighten as I could feel myself about to orgasm when suddenly he had stopped again. I opened my mouth to speak as I looked down at him as he slammed himself inside me as I let out a yelp of pleasure growling at him. The heat radiating off of his body, the waves of pleasure and electricity of us being so close, every slight touch. . . Every perfect thrust into that spot inside me. It was all too fucking good. He only smirked pulling my head up as he buried himself deeper and deeper even though it had already felt like he filled me completely and he did, oh god did he ever, but it felt different, so different pounding into me relentlessly as I shook, I started to go over the edge I yelled his name desperately.
"Rickey!" And as I did he also had came to his release clenching around him as I felt my legs go numb.
He leaned down kissing me hungrily biting on my lip and whispered against my lips.
"Oh we're only just getting started. . ." He smirked.
Fuck.
Oh we are baby, until we both melt away from this.
His voice whispered in my head and I grinned.
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I laid on back catching my breath and closed my eyes and I felt the sweat from both of us starts to drip off of me. We had gone for hours before we finally quit. Before the bond had finally started to someone come to a manageable level. Rickey kissed my forehead and I suddenly had a strong smell of his blood hit my nostrils and then I felt it drip onto my lips and I opened my eyes and licked my lips looking at his arm cut open above my mouth. The scent and the feeling of it drop onto my lips was hypnotizing.
"Drink, you need to."
I pulled his arm to my mouth and starting licking all the blood up as it flowed savoring every last taste before I pulled away trying not to take too much. He laid down beside me looking up at the ceiling.
"I remember I think I was like. . .twelve and I was upstairs and I was looking at the stars and I was leaning out the window and then I woke up leaning halfway out the window sleeping. I was all oh my god I could of died!" he laughed as his eyes started to fade to their normal ocean like color.
I laughed a little.
"Only you would manage that."
I wrapped my arms around his stomach and laid my head on him.
"I like this change the past two nights. . . you, staying. . ."
He smiled.
"I'm here now" he said as he wrapped his arms around my waist.
"Hey love. . . You're beautiful okay? Your personality is beautiful. . . and your face is perfect. Your body. . . is perfect."
I squeezed him tight smiling.
Rickey and I heard the door open downstairs and he picked me up and rushed me to his room and laid me on my bed covering me with the sheets as I looked up at him.
"Look at you Mr. Speedy, got a little pep to your step?" I snickered.
"Oh you know a little birdy gave me her sweet nectar and here I am" he smiled laying down beside me.
"Luna? Rickey? You in there?" Jason said as he opened the door.
Rickey jerked up a bit to cover me more.
"Everything okay Jason?" I asked as he shut the door behind him.
"Yes, just making sure you two were okay, sleeping in here tonight or?" Jason glanced over at Rickey who hadn't even bothered to cover himself up.
"We'll see, Rickey and I have some things to discuss and I won't keep you up with that, I'll wake you if I come to bed."
Jason nodded at me then looked back to Rickey.
"Can you at least put a sheet on for Christ's sake?" He said scolding Rickey.
"I mean does it bother you that much?"
Jason furrowed his brow.
"Yes, in fact it does."
"Then no I can't, for the almighty sake of the King.." Rickey smirked.
"Can you two stop fighting for two whole damn minutes? Play fighting or not, or else both of you can be by yourselves tonight and no one is gonna be happy." I integrated.
"Fine." they both spoke.
Jason finally left the room and Rickey pulled me close to his side and I looked up at him shaking my head and pinched his cheek.
"Wipe that smirk off your face mister, he is still my husband you know. You guys have to really fix things, you have to tell him what you told me"
"To be fair, I also proposed and you did, say yes to me too so—"
I looked down at my ring finger to see the other ring and sighed.
"You know that's not fair. . ." I looked back up at him rubbing my forehead.
'You're right it wasn't, but that's what happened."
You sure you honestly even want to after all he's done? To us, to my brother, our brother, his own even
I heard Jason's thoughts whisper to me.
Jason don't. . . my choice is my choice you said you were okay with it if I was.
I said back.
What Jason you scared you're losing her huh?
Rickey interjected.
"Just because we're all connected doesn't mean you can barge in." I snapped.
And what kind of comment was that?
"Fine." Rickey said out loud and started to get up and grabbed a pair of briefs from the dresser.
"Rickey don't leave. . . Please. . ." I whined as he started towards the door and I hurried to grab one of his shirts from the drawer and put it on following him.
Suddenly he was gone and I started to hear shouting.
"You always think you know what's fucking best for her! Well guess what? You may have known her longer and even had her longer than I have, but I love her and she is mine just as much as she is yours if not even more!"
I knew then that Rickey was in our room and I flashed down the hall into the room.
There was a sudden crash of glass as I came in and I saw them both covered in blood, soaking the wood floor beneath them. What had they done in just only a few seconds?
"What's wrong are you jealous?" Jason gave him a grin as he shook off the blood on his hand.
Rickey got into Jason's face.
"Jealous? I have nothing to be jealous about, now are you done being an ignorant son of a bitch? Or need we go further? And if you put your hands on me I swear to fucking god it'll be the last thing you do"
"You threw her away like some whore!" Jason growled as his voice grew with a thick venomous voice.
"So I make mistakes, bite me Jason! Fucking go right ahead, rip my heart out go on, you want to I see it in your face you want it, you want it soooo bad, but you know it'd hurt her."
I walked into the room with Rickey having a smirk on his face like he had won.
"Shut up. Stop right there." Jason snapped.
"Does it bother you that much? Knowing that we tied half our souls together? Go ahead, rip my heart out, but just remember a part of her will die tonight then too."
Suddenly Jason had him pinned to the wall pushing Rickey's body into the wall then talked very closely into his ear as if I couldn't hear him.
"You watch your fucking tone with me, you know your place and you sure as Hell know if she ever, gives me the okay you're gone."
"STOP IT RIGHT NOW!" I screamed as loud as I could and they suddenly froze and looked over at me, but Jason still had Rickey pinned.
"Jason you just got back, and by no means do I want to have us all have a fight tonight, or any night rather. . . Rickey? You're going back on forth on your word- I don't know if it's your fucked up way of punishment or what"
The room grew very quiet before anyone spoke.
"I'm sorry love, I should have called, and I certainly shouldn't have drank so much tonight to ruin Jason's coming home day." Rickey looked at me with a now calmed face.
"Not gonna apologize to me?" Jason snapped thudding Rickey into the wall once more.
"Jason!" I yelled as I clenched my fist.
"Jesus Christ will you let me go you Royal blooded—" I glared at Rickey when he suddenly stopped and cleared his throat.
"I'm sorry, I. . . I have a confession."
He sighed and he slouched his shoulders in submission.
I let my senses open up again and I felt a pang of instant regret and dread from him.
Jason didn't respond he only let go of Rickey.
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