Legion [Book II]

Absolutely Delicious

                                                                    --Luka POV--

My body stiffened trying to process the taste of her full lips on mine. I reach out and tangle my hands in her hair pulling her closer to me. She moans against my mouth in response as we both deepen the kiss. I leverage my weight to shift her under me, never once daring to pull my lips from hers. I run my tongue across her bottom lip, and she doesn't hesitate to invite my tongue inside. She taste of cinnamon, sweet, sending my body into a frenzy. I've never done drugs, never taken a sip of alcohol in my entire life, but if the euphoric state I find myself in now is anything compared to that, I can fully understand the appeal. She bites down hard on my bottom lip, something that would normally cause me pull away. Instead, it only works to intensify my desire for her, and I groan deeply in response. 

"Not bad for a virgin." She says breathlessly, a playful smirk on her face. She looks hungrily at me, her eyes betraying her calm demeanor. 

"How did you know I was a virgin?" I ask to which she only chuckles lightly in response. "Let's just say I have a gift for picking up on these things." She shifts her weight so that she's no longer under me, and begins to stand from the bed. "I'm glad you're alright." I don't want her to leave. There's something about her, almost familiar. 

"Will I see you again?" I blurt out, instantly regretting not playing it cool at all. I roll my eyes.

Luka you're the definition of uncool

I curse internally to myself. She smiles a small smile at me. 

"Adorable." It's so low, I almost miss her saying it. I stand and walk towards her, stopping when she c***s her head at me. 

"Sleep." Is the last thing I hear from her mouth, before my entire world goes black. 

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*Later in the Dark Realm*

"Dad are you in here?" Addeline screams towards Miccoli's office. 

"Is that one half of my eternal pride and joy?" He responded back causing Addeline to roll her eyes. 

Why must he always be so corny

She smirked at her thought. Her dad loved her, and even though he overdid it sometimes, she was still grateful that he treated her and her brother that way. She entered the room to find her father enthralled in paperwork. His tail thumped against the floor, frown lines etched into his face. He was clearly annoyed. Miccoli removed the glasses from his face. 

"Hey honey...how are you?" One thing about her dad was that he would stop whatever he was doing to ensure that he gave his family his undivided attention. 

"I should be asking you that...you look stressed." Miccoli sighed. "It's these stupid contracts we're working on for the Mortal Realm, it all gives me a bad feeling." It had been years since there was anyone to oversee the Mortal Realm, and it was up to her parents to change that. She often heard them quarrel about the new person they were bringing on board. From what she could gather, her father wasn't a fan. 

"Anyway...tell me all about what's been going on with you? How are you fairing mentally? Emotionally?" He eyed her up and down intensely. "Physically?...I heard you've been skipping your training" Addeline felt her face redden. She should have know Uncle Ramsey would tell her dad about that. She didn't want to have that discussion, really couldn't stand the idea of another lecture.

"Dad you can't ask all those invasive questions anymore...I'm an adult, and the pride and joy thing...super lame." She smirked at him, hoping her attempt to change the subject would work. Miccoli's eyes glistened. "I don't care how old you and your brother get...you will both always be my pride and joys. It doesn't make me lame, it makes me a dad." Addeline raised her brow at him, and he stood from his desk.

"Don't believe me? Watch this." He stood stoic for a moment, and she could tell he was mind-linking someone. Within a few moments Ramsey burst through the office door excitedly.

 "Bobo and Jojo are here?!" 

Miccoli stifled a laugh as he watched his friend search around the room. 

Okay maybe we do go a bit overboard

He thought to himself. "Sorry Rams...just was proving a point to Addy here. Once a dad, always a dad." Ramsey glared at him intensely.

 "Not cool Miccoli! You don't dangle a mans pride and joys in front of him like that, especially when they've been gone for two weeks."

"What they hell are we? Chop liver?" Drusilla asked as her, Katherine and Selene entered the room. Katherine folded her arms and glared at Ramsey. "Don't mind us, we're just the ones who birthed them." Ramsey swallowed hard, and Miccoli laughed until he realized Selene was glaring at him too. " Loves...the kids are my pride and joys...but you two...you're my worlds." He wrapped his arm around the both of them, while placing a kiss on their temples. Miccoli joined Selene at her side.

"And you know, you're my Queen."  He arched his brow towards her.

And my dirty little sl-

Selene coughed to hide the blush forming from hearing Miccoli's mind-link. He loved that even after all this time, he still could affect her that way.

"And on that note..I'm out of here." Addeline interrupted, causing the group to laugh again.

"Don't forget we have training later Addeline." She waved her hand in the air dismissively before exiting the room. Ramsey turned to Selene.

"Queenie, she's not taking this seriously...she'll be 21 in three months...she needs to be more responsible. She even blew off Elder Bedivere" She wanted to argue, but he knew Ramsey was right. Time was winding down, and Addeline just didn't seem interested in what was coming.  She sighed.

"I'll talk to her...I promise."

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                                                                --Luka POV--

"Baby are you in here?" I awoke with a jump as I hear Shelly call out for me. I look around, its already night time. How did I manage to sleep the day away? My head feels foggy, and I try to stand, but the dizziness causes me to fall back onto the bed.

"Didn't you hear me calling you?" She asks from the bedroom entry way. She turns on the light and scrunches up her nose. "Have you been sleep all day?" I want to make a smart remark about her being captain obvious, but I refrain. I understand why she's confused. I'd missed work, throwing my schedule all out of wack. Even I had to admit that was unlike me. Shelly walks over, and sits on the bed. She grabs at my shirt.

"You slept in your club clothes eww." I look down, she's right. I'm in the same clothes from last night. "Listen, go take a shower and get yourself together. We need to review the Landford accounts, to ensure that everything is in place. We also need to schedule a press conference with-" Shelly continues to ramble off a list of items, but I can hardly hear her. My throat is dry, and I feel completely out of control. 

"Did I drink last night?" I ask interrupting her, and she rolls her eyes at me. "Please, you drink. You left sober, with an attitude I might add." She glares at me, the last part of her statement laced with sarcasm. The memories of last night hit me all at once. The attempted mugging, the beaten, and the girl with eyes like fire. I feel my cheeks flush, but then I look around, nothing is out of place. Not a bruise, not a scratch, my clothes completely intact...could it have all been a dream? I roll my eyes at the notion.

Of course I would have a s*x dream and still keep it PG

Shelly looks at me as if I'm completely insane. "What the hell is wrong with you?" I grab her shoulder.

"Nothing, Look Shells, can we pick this up tomorrow morning at the office?" She places her hand over top of mine, and bites her lower lip.

"Actually I was kinda hoping, I could stay and maybe would could have a little fun." I knew where this was going. She'd been trying to get me to have s*x with her for months. It's not as if I didn't find her attractive. She had the type of body that would make any woman envious. Not to mention, a man should want to sleep with his girlfriend, be excited even, but I just wasn't. 

"Shelly..." I begin, but stop when I see the glare forming on her face. She puts her hand up to my face, and exits the room without saying another word. After I hear the door slam, I decide to take a shower. As I undress I take great care to look at myself in the mirror.

"Nothing." I mutter to myself out loud. Maybe I really did dream it? I can't stop the pang of disappointment that floods my chest at the realization of that. If I dreamed it, then I also dreamed her. I shake off the thoughts as quickly as the come, and hop in the shower.

After my shower, I'd hoped to feel rejuvenated, but instead I just feel more tired than before. I throw on a pair of boxer shorts, and set my alarm for 5:30 A.M.

"I'll just get an early start." I reason with myself. As soon as my head hit the pillow, I felt the sleep starting to take me, The silence of the room seeming larger than usual.

"Well aren't you just absolutely delicious." A familiar voice says causing me to immediately open my eyes. There on the edge of bed sat the beautiful creature from the night before. Her skirt flared at her sides, the words witchcraft written on the bottom. The little fabric did nothing to hide her creamy thighs and I found myself staring at them. She wore knee length socks and combat boots, with a shirt that said shut the f**k up. She looked absolutely badass. I drank her in, in her entirety, feeling embarrassed when I see the smirk on her face from watching me.  That feeling quickly faded, when I realized her hazel eyes were also looking me up and down, with the same hungry look in them as she wore the other night. It didn't take a genius to know what that look meant. She was here, and it was clear, she wanted more than just a friendly talk.