Celestial Fragments

Promise

"You're simply adorable! Keeping yourself small and harmless just because you were told to one too many times..." Aellioah's face moved closer to hers, his nose brushing against hers as she trashed under him. His knees pressed against her, keeping her in place, while his lips brushed against hers in a feathery way. The soft touch made Angelique gasp for air, lips parting gently and freeze in her spot as she stared up into his eyes.

Now that her struggle had eased, one of his hands slowly released her arm and his fingers started to explore her skin. Her scarred skin, patterned in such an unnatural way. A way that had been belittled and hated ever since forever. Aellioah maintained eye contact while tracing the scales with the tip of his fingers, feeling her skin prickle under his touch as he did so. The way her body reacted to his touch was beyond delicious. He could smell her arousal, he could feel her body temperature rising, he could feel her pulse under his fingers and her heart going crazy in her chest.

Angelique didn't dare to look away from him. Her eyes were round with something she'd call fear, even if that primal thing lurking in the darkest corners of her being was enjoying this beyond any words, but eventually she turned to look at what had gotten his attention on her arms. When she realized he was tracing the scales, her eyes narrowed and she avoided looking back at him.

"Are you ashamed?" the man questioned, his fingers stopping on her wrist, feeling the change in pulse.

"HMF!" she huffed and sharply turned to look at him. "Why would I ever be ashamed?!"

The expression on Aellioah's face changed. It turned to a soft and rather genuine compassion towards her suffering.

"You, little dragon-" his fingers moved over her palm and slowly locked with hers, "will join me back in my kingdom and I will make sure you will live the life you deserve to..." words trailed off, his hand giving her a reassuring squeeze.

"Join you?" Half about to burst into tears, she repeated a little confused. "What makes you think I will ever want to join you?!" self-pity started to slowly turn into bitter anger.

The soft expression on Aellioah's face turned into confusion as he watched her start to struggle again. Did she not want to leave this place? Did she not want to live a better life? One worthy of her status?

"Get off of me!" she hissed and suddenly yanked her hand out of his, pulling it free and using it to push him off with all the force she could find in her bitterness.

When she finally sat up, it felt like someone dumped a whole ice water bucket over her. There was no warmth, no comfort, only emptiness and coldness. With narrowed eyes and a heavy breathing, she looked around, only to find the room empty, undisturbed. Not even the curtains around the canopy bed were disturbed. She started patting herself down, finding her whole body covered in sweat and sticky clothes. Was this another dream?!

Her fists sank onto the blanket accompanied by a loud frustrated scream, before she fell back onto the pillows, covering her hands with her hands. Soft sobs started to escape her as she unraveled what had seemed to be the most realistic dream ever. His touch, his breath, his lips, the hardness of his body, they all seemed so real, and waking up left a longing feeling instead. Longing for touch, for attention, for intimacy, for him. Despite her more rational thoughts, that primal beast trapped underneath the patterned skin wanted it more than anything.

Is this reverse Stockholm syndrome? Angelique argued with herself. Am I this wrong in the head that I'm actually willing to f**k with what seems to be a psychopathic alien? For a moment, she didn't react, but when that instinctual need awoke she cursed herself mentally and rushed out of bed.

Only now did she notice it was morning.

So it was just a dream- she caught herself thinking, but she quickly scrambled away to start her day.

It was unusual to have the whole facility cleaned of people roaming around. It was actually sinister by this time. The lights were dimmed and there was no actual soul walking the corridors. Angelique even started to question if this was some sort of nightmare she was experiencing, but when the doors of the common living area opened and she found El'is munching breakfast toast, she decided it was reality as plain as it was.

None of them bothered to greet the other and neither of them seemed bothered by it. Aneglique made her way to the coffee machine and pushed the buttons for her coffee.

"Rough night, Angel?" a male voice rang hollow in Angelique's ear.

Even if it was not Aellioah's voice, the tune triggered a similar reaction. Her heart skipped a beat and she could swear she felt something literally crawl under her skin just at the thought of Aellioah. When she turned her head she came face to face with Kai, who's usually messy hair was now neatly combed backwards and, to her utmost surprise, he looked decent.

"Something like that." Muttered Angelique, sipping from her cup, looking away from him, searching for something to call breakfast today.

"Subscribe to that." Kai muttered, taking her place at the coffee machine, while eyeing her.

Unlike yesterday, she wasn't wearing anything too revealing. Her whole body was covered with the black material of her uniform, and the zipper was closed all the way up to her neck. The neckline was high, covering most of it, while the sleeves were covering half of her hand too. She did not wear her heeled boots, but a pair of comfortable running shoes and now that he noticed this, this wasn't her regular uniform.

"Hitting the gym?" he asked, dropping the sugar in his coffee, and turning to face her.

"Either that or hitting you." Angelique turned, offering him the sweetest and fakest smile she could ever pull, before dropping it back to her resting b***h face and returning to butter the slice of bread.

"Ouch!" Kai commented. "You never seem to cut anyone some slack. When was the last time you got laid?!" but his question did not get an answer. Instead, she found the butter knife pressed right under his chin, and a terribly angry Angelique holding it, with wide eyes and lips pressed together.

"Ask that again!" she hissed at him. "Ask that again, f**k boy!" she insisted, pressing the knife harder against his skin.

From the reaction she got from Kai, it was not the first time someone threatened him like that. He gave her a half smirk and raised his hands in defeat, leaning away from her slowly. "Thought so...." whispered Angelique, backing away, returning to preparing her breakfast.

"I see it's been a while!" Kai added with a mocking voice, sipping from his coffee, before he found Angelique cup of coffee flying directly to his face. He ducked easily but before he could say anything, the woman stormed out of the room, leaving him to clean after.

"Not going to have her get laid with you like that, asshole!" El'is called out from her spot.

For a moment, he even forgot she was there. Disappointment tugged at his chest but he pushed it away and picked up the shattered bits of Angelique's cup.