The Man that Bit Me

Honey

    Quickly Caspian clears his throat and starts to de-tangle himself from my grasp. He gets up quietly and brings a tray over to me. "Well, Kitten it's time to eat. I have already had my meal some time earlier, but I know you are probably starving." I just look up from my place and sit up slowly. The blood rushes from my head to my body quickly and I begin to see stars. Slowly I take the tray of food from him and he drops his body right next to mine. He picks up the fork and starts to stab at the chicken. He picks it up and holds it to my mouth. I just look at him with my lips pull into a thin straight white line. "I can feed myself you know." He just smiles and shakes his head. "You're right you can feed yourself, but I don't think you understand the joy I get from doing it." I just shrug my shoulders and and open my mouth. He just laughs and puts the chicken in my mouth. I look him in the eyes to watch his reaction. His eyes are on me and I can feel him reading my every thought and feeling. I am completely naked in front of this man and he knows it. I close my mouth around the chicken and see his eyes drift down to my mouth as he pulls the fork out. I chew slowly while my eyes never leave his. He slowly leans forward and his hand comes up to my face. "Cas," I breath out, "please don't do this. Not at least until you trust me enough to do what I am not allowed to speak about." I shift away from his grasp and meet his eyes again and he's just smiling. "Okay, Ebony, I will keep my distance. Promise." He stands up and walks towards the balcony leaving me on the ground next to the fireplace. 

    As I finish my food I peek up over the bed. I relax when I see he is just looking down at the Kingdom, he seems to really be lost in thought. I sigh and lean back against the bed and put my hands to my head. It has barely even been a day and so much has happened. As the events replay in my head I feel my heart tug at him promising to keep his distance. Out of everything that has happened why is that what is hurting my heart the most. Also what does he mean by me being his light and his warmth? We're not even together. I just sigh and look around the room again and I just laugh. He really did all of this for me, just so I can be more comfortable. But, I mean he is holding me in this cell, but at least he isn't a total jerk forcing himself on me while tied to the bed. Suddenly that thought sticks in my head and I feel the heat start to spread from my core to the rest of my body. My hand reaches down and starts to rub my c**t and I feel the sensation start to spread with more fire. I imagine Caspian over me and taking me with everything he has. Suddenly I hear his voice in my head, "Ebony, as much as your thoughts are enticing I did promise to stay away from you. Please don't make this any more difficult that it has to be." I immediately stop rubbing and gasp at what just happened. I peek over the bed again trying to stay hidden as much as possible and he is still looking off into the distance. I feel the heat rush from my cheeks to my ears hide my face in my hands. I try to clear my mind and sit there just breathing in and out slowly. Why did those thoughts enter my mind?! How stupid am I? Ebony he declared war on your Kingdom. He is keeping you hostage in his room. He has stripped you of all your freedoms. He has killed your subjects. The least you can do is try your best to keep the peace between both Kingdoms and just follow his explicit instructions. I breath out after holding my breath for so long and the arousal has finally subsided. This time I stand up and face him without meeting his gaze. "I apologize for my inappropriate behavior I shouldn't use you for my own pleasure." I can feel his gaze on me now and I squirm from the unpleasantness. "Kitty, I don't mind your thoughts at all. I find it mildly amusing however that you are the one having those thoughts. I assumed it was only me." I flinch after his last comment and shift uncomfortably on my feet. "You know it didn't mean anything. I don't have feelings for you and I don't like you in any way. You've taken away my entire life and left me in this destitute way. I have no friends, family, or even familiar surroundings to bring any sort of comfort to my life." I say this while holding in a sob, but soon a tear escapes me. I finally look up and see his worried gaze. His white long sleeved shirt has three buttons undone to where you can see his toned chest with his fitted black pants. My eyes reach his strong chiseled jaw and the little black stubble growing out from it. His full lips are in a frown that and his eyes are full of so much emotion. My skin raises and I can feel all my hair stand up. "I'm sorry you feel that way, love. I am trying my best to make you feel as comfortable as possible. I just have some loose ends tied up at the castle for the moment and I don't trust it around you. Plus, like I said earlier I'm selfish and I don't enjoy the idea of sharing." I decide to end the conversation since I saw it going nowhere and escape to the bathroom. As soon as I close the door I lock it. I press my back against the black door and slowly fall down it until I am sitting on the ground and I allow myself to release all the tension, sadness, and pain I have been hiding from myself and from Caspian. Sobs escape me and my body begins to rock back and forth. I envision my parents and I feel even lonelier. A shiver creeps up and I wrap my arms around my body. My mother is probably sitting in front of her giant mirror brushing her fiery red hair and my father is probably still tying up all the loose ends from the war agreement. They must feel so lonely without me as well. We were a team for so long. I miss them so much. My body begins to shake even more and I feel the waves crash through me even more violently now. Everything I have been holding back and avoiding is coming with a vengeance. I look around and notice it seems darker in here then it usually did the first time, only now I feel more comfortable with this emptiness and darkness. I feel like this is exactly where I belong. I allow the coldness to sweep through me and realize I no longer notice my skin shake trying to warm itself up. My heart feels like there is a knife that stabbed it and is now being twisted up inside my chest. I sit there for a long while and the pain doesn't seize, but I am used to it now. I noticed I stopped crying awhile ago, but I feel colder now and more distant from myself. I welcome this darkness and slowly stand up. I walk towards the closet and pick out a set of nighties. I pick the matching set of the black silk tank top and shorts. I no longer care how I am perceived, and I no longer care what he thinks of me. He wants me from my warmth and happiness, well all he will get is my cold, lifeless heart. I throw my dress on the ground and stalk out the closet. I look in the mirror and am disgusted with my face. It's all puffy and my hair looks as if a rat made a home in it. I quickly brush it out and soak a wash cloth in ice. I take it up and rest it on my face for ten minutes and relax my body. I braid my hair back and brush my teeth. I look back at my face now and it actually looks good. My face is red but not super poufy and I see the light freckles dusting my nose. My lips look fuller from crying and my honey eyes are popping more than usual. I walk out feeling overly confident to a completely empty room.